Author's Note: First off, I'll let you know that I got somewhat inspired to write this after reading a certain Bleach Doujinshi called Tripleberry.

WARNING: Yaoi (BoyxBoy, gay sex), Incest in future chapters (there won't be quite as much as there is in that Doujinshi I mentioned, but still expect a little bit of it), gore, and so on and so forth.

CAUTION: This story contains information about a few chemical reactions—nothing you can't just look up on Youtube, honestly—But I still want to remind you that this is a Fanfiction and I caution you not to try anything you read on here. Okeedokee, thanks~

UNBETA'D

Star Brothers

Chapter7: Cower Like a Little Baby

Mugetsu – 21 years old

Shirosaki – 18 years old

Getsuga – 18 years old

Kon – 15 years old

Ichigo – 15 years old

The soft squeal of a door sounded around the quiet room, not quite loud enough to disturb the slumbering figure on the bed but enough to make the two intruders hesitate at the doorway. When nothing happened they snickered to each other and then the pitter patter of small feet could be heard as they rushed forward. Both children paused at the edge of the bed and had to get on their tippy-toes in order to see their target's face.

Short, choppy, orange hair was in complete disarray and thin lips were parted to let soft snores pass through.

"He still asleep?" A quiet, feminine voice asked, and the other person nodded before gesturing for the bucket of ice in her hand. She handed it over to her redheaded partner without hesitation. The boy let a large smirk devour his face before bringing the bucket up over his head and with a loud battle-cry, he tipped it over, pouring its contents all over the poor teen laying oh-so peacefully in the bed.

A second later and the whole house was a cacophony of screams and laughter due to the three trouble-makers which resided within.

The man of the house, also known as Urahara Kisuke, who had been calmly making his morning coffee, raised a brow at the noise but then chuckled.

"3… 2… 1…" He whispered under his breath, smile still in place, and, just as he finished saying it, all three hooligans came barreling into the kitchen. "Ehhh~ Can't you guys wake up like normal children?" He griped playfully as his youngest son, Jinta, dove under the table in order to escape the eldest sibling's outstretched hands.

"Get back here, you little shit! I'm gonna wring your neck!"

"DADDDD! HELPPP!"

Said 'dad' only laughed and waved off the pleading whine with an air nonchalance about him.

"You got yourself into this mess~" He looked down when he felt small hand tugging at his dark green sweatpants. "Yes my darling Ururu?" The little, dark-haired girl quietly pointed towards cabinet where they kept the cereal. It was her way of saying she was hungry.

She was a child of few words, but when asked direct questions she would always answer in a polite way. Out of all three children, she was the most calm and level-headed—but lord help you if you somehow managed to get her angry.

"Okeedokee, sweetheart!"

As soon as he finished fixing her cereal, he turned around and rolled his eyes when he saw that Kon, his eldest, had finally caught Jinta and was sitting atop the poor boy's chest. They were both soaked down to the bone and a puddle was beginning to form around them, seeping between the kitchen tiles. Kon had his knees placed atop Jinta's elbows, keeping the boy pinned to the ground, and he was leaning forward so his face hovered over the other's.

Jinta wailed and his eyes widened when he saw the large wad of spit slowly dropping towards him.

"NOOOOOOOOOO!"

Kon smirked and quickly slurped the spit back up.

"You gonna quit waking me like that?"

Jinta struggled in the hold and scrunched up his face in determination. "NEVERRRRR!"

Kon shrugged and opened his mouth to let the thick string of saliva fall out again. When the end of it was about an inch away from Jinta's face, the redhead finally caved.

"Alight, alright! I won't poor ice on you anymore! I PROMISE!"

Kon returned the dreaded loogy back into the confines of his mouth before hooting victoriously. He got up from on top of his little brother, but then instantly regretted it when Jinta started cackling manically.

"I promised not to use ice, but I have other ways of waking you~"

Before Kon could pounce, Jinta had already bolted away leaving behind nothing but the echo of his laughter as well as a trail of water leading to the stairs.

"That little dick. I swear I'll—"

"Come have breakfast with us, Kon." Urahara interrupted, smiling when the teen finally turned to look at him. Kon blinked and then narrowed his eyes at him suspiciously. "Don't give me that look! I swear I didn't do anything to your cereal!"

The teen stared at him for another five seconds before finally sitting at the table where the food lay waiting for him. He picked up the spoon and poked at the colorful chunks of cereal; when it didn't explode or do anything out of the ordinary, he figured it was safe to eat.

"Today is your first day of high school~ I wouldn't want you showing up all bruised and painted different colors or have your skin dyed green on your very first day! What would your teacher think of me?" Urahara said with a grin, using that as his explanation as to why he was being so… normal this morning.

Kon blinked and then pouted. He'd forgotten that today would be his first day of High School, and it was going to totally suck because he didn't know anyone here…

"Why did we have to move again?"

Urahara pursed his lips and nearly sighed at the question.

He and Yoruichi had decided to keep the reason a secret until after today, because they wanted to see if any of the boys would recognize each other—of course Mugetsu already knew, because he clearly remembered his little brothers—But, anyway, the constant questioning was making it really hard to stay quiet, because he really didn't like lying to his kids.

Well… Lying about serious stuff anyway.

Each of his kids weren't actually his. They were all adopted, but he didn't treat them any differently; He wanted them to grow up thinking that he and Yoruichi were their parents. Urahara had been so happy when he finally got little Kon to call him 'Dad' and it'd stuck ever since.

Kon had been their first ever adoption.

Back then, Urahara didn't know if he was really ready to be a father, but Yoruichi had insisted. She wanted to be a mother more than anything and she was scared that she might never get the chance to have children of her own because something terrible had happened to her.

She was a cop, and so of course there were obvious dangers to consider. She knew that. Ever since she took that oath and put on the badge, she was prepared to die—she wasn't scared of death.

So the last thing she expected was to become pregnant.

Urahara had been kinda excited, albeit a little nervous…. No, okay, he was positively scared shitless, but Yoruichi had been so unbelievably happy that Urahara didn't let it bother him. He eventually got used to the idea and after a while they agreed that she should take a break from police work until the baby was born.

Unfortunately, she got shot the next day…

The bullet had killed the baby and she was told that she would never be able to conceive again.

After that, she was overwhelmed by grief, but she hid it well behind her small smiles. Urahara knew she'd been mourning the whole time, but he had no idea how to cheer her up.

Then the Kurosaki incident happened.

Yes, it was sad… Urahara loved Isshin and Masaki like family, so seeing that beautiful home torn apart made his heart twist, but there wasn't anything he could really do.

However, Yoruichi's maternal instincts had gone into overdrive that day: She wanted to adopt all of the boys and take care of them, but Urahara had to put his foot down. There was absolutely no way they would've been able to take care of five children on their own! She knew that, of course, but that didn't stop her from trying. She had attempted to keep the boys together when it was time for them to be put into foster homes, but the state refused—saying that separating them would be for their own good. This way they could get used to the idea of being without each other.

It was unbelievable and even Urahara felt his patience chip away at the thought.

Yoruichi, during her free time, would visit each boy whenever she could and even Urahara had agreed to tag along from time to time. Both of them wanted to make sure the boys were doing alright.

Each one didn't take the separation very well… It was especially hard for Mugetsu, because he'd been old enough to remember every little thing that happened that night and there was no way he would forget about his baby brothers. Urahara had even heard that poor Mugetsu developed a heart condition because of it.

Shirosaki also took it pretty hard… He would constantly ask about Ichigo and he wanted to know how his brother was doing. Shiro would demand to see him every day and when he was told 'no', he'd throw a fit and start screaming. The orphanage got tired of his attitude real quick and started punishing him whenever he even mentioned his brother's name.

Let's just say Ichigo became the biggest taboo subject around the orphanage.

Yoruichi would even get calls during the night saying that Shirosaki escaped the orphanage and ran away.

Fortunately, she always found him before he got into too much trouble. Each time he'd just say that he was just looking for Ichigo because his little brother needed him—but to everyone else it was obvious that it was the other way around.

After a while things began to calm down and, one by one, they all found homes.

Even Getsuga, the little pyromaniac, got adopted.

Kon, however, was having the most trouble getting anywhere because every time someone he didn't know tried talking to him, he'd burst into tears. The poor boy would scare everyone away with his cries, and if they tried to hold and console him, he'd wail and thrash in their arms until he could run away.

He was only really comfortable around Yoruichi. Every time he saw her he'd run straight into her arms and bury his face into her chest. It was quite hilarious—but thank god he grew out of that…

Just kidding.

But he doesn't do it to Yoruichi as much anymore at least.

"What're you thinking about, old man?"

Urahara snapped out of his reminiscing at the sound of Kon's voice. He smiled at the boy—no, not a boy anymore—he's grown into a handsome young man, and Urahara was proud of how much he changed from the little crybaby he used to be.

Adopting Jinta and Ururu had forced Kon into the big brother role and it really helped him mature.

"Don't worry about ittt. Go get ready for school. I'm sure Yoruichi will be here any minute to take you."

Kon's eyes lit up at that.

"Ma? Why's she taking me?"

Urahara grinned mischievously beneath his green striped hat.

"Don't worry about it." He repeated.

Kon raised a brow and narrowed his eyes, but he knew better than to push his luck.

"Fine, you weirdo." And with that said he hopped off to get ready.

~~The Front of the School~~

Yoruichi couldn't help the smile that spread across her face as she pulled her police cruiser to a stop in front of the enormous high school. Random voices hummed and vibrated across the grounds as large groups of teenagers made their way towards the doors.

She looked over at the passenger seat to see that her little baby Kon was fidgeting nervously.

It was only his first day and he was already getting a lot of attention.

'Guess I shouldn't have brought him in the cruiser…' Yoruichi thought as a few kids stopped to peer inside.

Kon waved at them slightly, only to get ignored as the kids turned back towards the school.

"Ma… I don't know if I can do this…" He mumbled, his whole body shaking.

Yoruichi scoffed and whapped the boy across the head, making him straighten immediately.

"I didn't drill you in self-defense the last 5 years only for you to cower like a little baby! Go out there and make your Mama proud!" She exclaimed and was happy to see determination in Kon's eyes.

"Sir, yes sir!" He shouted back with a grin. He then leaned over and gave her a hug, to which she returned without hesitation.

"Besides, even if you do run into trouble, you're the fastest runner I've ever met. Worse comes to worse, run away and come back to me. I'll shoot the person that upsets my baby!"

Kon scoffed and rolled his eyes before finally releasing her.

"First you tell not to cower like a baby… then you say to run to you like a baby. Make up your mindddd."

Yoruichi chuckled and watched as Kon grabbed his backpack before getting out and heading towards the school.

The orange haired teen took in a deep breath and let it out through his nose before forcing himself to trudge forward.

So far so good…

Only a few people stopped to stare at his bright hair, but no one seemed to care—which was new to Kon. Usually people would point and laugh or make jokes before walking away, but it almost seemed like people were used to seeing unnatural hair colors. And if that wasn't strange enough, Kon saw a few people actually smiling and waving at him. He waved back of course, but ignored them whenever they gestured for him to come over.

Instead, Kon quickly made his way toward the front of the building and then took out his cell phone to check the time.

He had about 30 minutes before his first class, and Urahara had forced him to memorize the map of the school so he wouldn't get lost between classes… In that case, there was no need for him to go and look for his class. Kon looked around for a second and then spotted a row of empty benches lined along the short cement wall that circled the school grounds. He found a shaded spot under a tree and made himself comfortable; He leaned back against the wall and took out his phone once more so he could scroll through his favorite pass-times: like tumblr and youtube.

It wasn't even 10 minutes later when he heard the sound of footsteps coming towards him. Kon nervously kept his eyes locked on the screen of his phone, hoping that whoever it was would just walk passed him, but to no avail. Peeking down passed the phone he locked eyes with a pair of pitch black converses and long legs clad in dark skinny-jeans.

"Heya, cutie. Whatchya doin' here all alone~?"

Kon blinked and then slowly let his gaze slide up until he could peer into the stranger's face.

The sun must've been playing tricks on him, because it almost seemed like the guy had inverted eyes.

Black sclera and golden pupils.

To Kon's growing horror, he realized that it definitely wasn't a trick.

White lips spread into a large smirk and Kon felt a stab of fear pierce his whole body.

He didn't know why he was scared, but he learned to trust his instincts a long time ago and his instincts told him that this guy was dangerous.

The guy's smirk dropped into a frown when Kon suddenly jumped away and pressed himself into the wall. Dark eyes narrowed and a sneer crossed his face when he caught sight of tears forming in Kon's wide, golden eyes.

"The fuck's your problem?" He snarled and Kon could only shake his head. He couldn't believe it. He'd been so good about not crying for years now! So why did the mere sight of this guy have him trembling?

As soon as the first little tear started sliding down his cheek, the pale, white-haired stranger seemed to get even more angry.

Kon mentally thanked Yoruichi for training him, because when that giant, white fist came hurtling towards him, he was barely able to dodge it in time. He gulped and looked up to where his face had once been only to find a small crumbling crevice in the concrete wall.

Holy shit.

Kon flinched when the guy started raising his fist again, but luck seemed to be on his side when he noticed a couple of people running towards them. The pale stranger growled and struggled when he was suddenly grabbed and flung away.

Kon looked up to see another male standing between them, acting as a shield. The guy had long, red hair tied up in a high ponytail and, from what Kon could see anyway, he had tattoos running along his face and body.

The redhead peered over his shoulder at Kon, concern clear in scarlet eyes.

"You alright, Ichi?"

Kon tilted his head in confusion at the word 'Ichi', but otherwise nodded.

"M'fine…"

The redhead stared at him for an uncomfortably long moment before returning his attention to the pale meanie.

"Get lost, asshole." He snarled, making said asshole narrow his eyes. It was tense for a moment and he didn't say a word as he shook off the hands holding onto him before turning and walking away.

"The hell did you do this time?"

Kon turned to see a short, raven-haired girl standing beside him, her small hands planted on slim hips and large midnight-blue eyes glared up at him. She was definitely cute, but she was sort of... lacking in the chest area.

"I didn't do anything." Kon said with a shrug as he examined the other person standing off to the side. He was very tall, with dark skin stretched over thick muscle and he had shaggy brown hair that hung in his eyes. Kon brought his attention back to the girl before continuing. "The guy just came up and… Well… He just kinda frightened me…" He admitted with a small pout and then he started picking at his shirt anxiously when the small group gave him these incredulous stares.

"What…?" The girl said, seemingly unable to comprehend what he just said.

Kon looked over at the redhead, only to see the same look on his face.

"Since when has anything ever frightened you?" The guy said in disbelief and Kon tilted his head in confusion.

"Huh? What're you guys talkin' about? I just moved here the other day—how would you know what frightens me or not?"

Okay this was just getting weird.

"C'mon, Ichigo. Quit messing with us."

Kon shook his head and waved them off with a scoff.

"You guys must have me confused with someone else—M'name's Kon."

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TBC

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Yayyyyyyyy~!

New chapterrrr! And this one was a bit longer than the last few.

Sorry it took a little while, but I hope it was worth the wait

I've got finals coming up this week, so don't expect the next chapter for a few days

BUT

Guess who's next? Huh? Huh?

ICHIGOOOOO~!

ALSO!

Let me know if Urahara's reminiscing was too confusing to read—if it was then I'll try to explain everything differently