AUTHOR'S NOTE: Nothing this time... But FYI, I've got a poll up on my page! You should totallyyyy answer it, 'cause I'm curious. But anyway~ You guys are awesome! Thanks for reading.

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

Chapter13: Operation Mystery-Coma-Guy

Mugetsu – 21 years old

Shirosaki – 18 years old

Getsuga – 18 years old

Kon – 15 years old

Ichigo – 15 years old

Shirosaki took in a deep breath as the mechanical doors slid open, allowing him and his brothers entrance to the large hospital building. It had taken them a lot longer than they thought to find the emergency care. The whole hospital was actually four different buildings that intertwined with each other and each building had a different purpose. It was strange… but hey, Shirosaki wasn't an architect so he wasn't about to start complaining.

Yoruichi leaned in to give Kon a little kiss on the cheek before saying real quick, "You boys go sign in by the desk, I have to go talk to someone real quick and then I'll meet up with you at Mugetsu's room."

Before Kon could even open his mouth to ask where she was going, she was gone.

She may have been a ninja in a past life.

"C'mon guys." Shirosaki mumbled, leading the way to the desk. He felt that since he was the eldest of the bunch he should take charge.

Ichigo raised a brow at him but otherwise remained quiet, while Kon… Well, he was too scared of Shiro to argue with anything he said.

"Hello! Welcome to Karakura emergency care! What can I do for you?"

Shirosaki frowned and eyed the tiny, dark-haired girl standing behind the desk incredulously.

She seemed way too chipper to be working in a hospital. Places like these were supposed to be depressing and tense but no—she greets them like they just came walking into a store or something.

Who knows, who cares.

"Uh yeah. We're here to see our brother, Mugetsu Kurosaki. He had a heart attack today…"

She stared at them with big, curious eyes for a moment before a small smirk crawled along her face.

Okay, Shirosaki was a little creeped out now.

"You three are brothers? Pffft~ Whitey, you don't look like them at allll~ But, okay sure, whatever." She snorted to herself a little and then chuckled when Shirosaki narrowed his eyes at her. "Just give me your names and I'll set you up with a Visitor tag."

Shirosaki rolled his eyes and then gestured for Ichigo and Kon to tell her first.

"Kon Shihouin…"

"Ichigo Kuugo."

She raised her brow at the different last names but kept her mouth shut, thankfully, and just typed away at the computer next to her. She then rested her gaze onto Shirosaki, waiting for him to speak.

"Shirosaki Sousuke."

Her fingers froze along the keys when she heard his last name and immediately pinned him with her narrowed gaze.

"…You wouldn't happen to be related to Aizen Sousuke, would you?"

Shirosaki narrowed his eyes and, judging by the tone, he guessed it wouldn't be a good thing if he was, so he opted to lie.

"Lady… Do I look like I'd be related to the guy?" He deadpanned, using the same tactic she had used while making fun of him.

She huffed a little and stared at him for a few seconds longer before finally shrugging.

"Fine, whatever."

Shirosaki was happy to let the topic drop right there, but then Kon had to open his big fucking mouth.

"Excuse me—uhm…" He paused as he tried to find a name tag on her, but when he couldn't spot it he just waited patiently for her to respond.

"Bambietta."

"Bamb…bi…Bambita... Ba... right, whatever. So, why would it matter if we were related to this Aizen guy anyway?"

The girl didn't turn her gaze from the screen as she typed away and it seemed like she was just going to ignore him, but she eventually sighed and turned to the boys with a serious look.

"Well, since you aren't related to him, then I guess there's no harm in telling you…" She sent a little smirk towards Shirosaki, but otherwise remained neutral. "Aizen used to work here as one of the Scientists in the labs—I think they use to be in building C... But anyway… 'Bout 8 years ago he was caught trying to kill one of the patients so he's been banned from the hospital ever since. Honestly, I'm not sure why he's not in prison right now—but who's to say. I wasn't around when it happened." She shrugged her slender shoulders and flipped a piece of her long, ink-black hair before turning back to the computer.

Shirosaki tried not to show too much interest in the story, but he couldn't help but be a little stupefied.

The man he grew up with—the person who raised him, fed him, and kept a roof over his head… The man who enjoyed lounging outside with his children while sipping a cup of tea… That man had actually tried to murder someone?

Shiro's curiosity was just too great at this point and he was about to interrogate the girl, but Ichigo actually beat him to it.

"Why did he try to kill a patient?"

Bambietta's gaze snapped to look at the other orangette from the corner of her eyes and then she closed them before shrugging once more.

"Does this look like the gossip corner to you? How the hell should I know?" She snapped, making Ichigo scowl while Kon took a tiny step back in fear. Shirosaki narrowed his eyes, but remained silent.

"I was just curious…" Ichigo pursed his lips and reigned in the sigh that wanted to escape. The girl remained silent as she passed them a couple of large stickers; their names were printed on it with the word 'VISITOR' placed above it. Bambietta huffed out a breath at the dejected look on Ichigo's face.

"… Fine…" All three of them perked up at that and they shuffled forward when she leaned over the counter to whisper, "All I know is that the patient he tried to kill is actually still here. He's been in a Coma for about... I think they said 11 years… No one knows who he is though… No name, no records, no files. The only reason he's still able to stay without getting unplugged is because a doctor here is taking responsibility for him. It's crazy!" She shook her head as she collapsed back into her chair. "But you guys didn't hear that from me!" And with that said she propped up her feet and smiled at them.

They realized that they wouldn't be getting anything else out of her, so they decided it was time to go…

But first—

"So where's our brother?" Shirosaki finally spoke up while the twins remained silent.

Bambietta tapped her chin in thought, "You said Mugetsu, right?" Without waiting for an affirmative, she went ahead and typed some stuff on her keyboard. After a second of staring at the screen she nodded. "He's in room 226. That's five floors up and towards the right."

"Thanks…" Shirosaki mumbled under his breath.

"Later, boys~!" She called with a wink as the three males finally turned to leave.

They walked towards the elevator and none of them said a word until the doors finally closed.

"Well… That was odd…" Kon mumbled under his breath, but Shirosaki just shrugged as he pressed the button labeled 'F5'.

Ichigo crossed his arms and leaned back on the metal rail before speaking up as well.

"You are related to Aizen though, aren't you?"

Shirosaki stood there and remained completely silent while the two orangettes stared him down. It wasn't until he looked up into Ichigo's big, curious eyes that he finally caved.

After all these years and he still couldn't deny those eyes…

"Yeah. Aizen's my foster father… But m'not sure if I really believe what she said. It's most likely a misunderstandin'—Aizen wouldn't really do somethin' like that... At least I don't think he would."

Shirosaki grimaced as he reached up and rubbed the back of his neck.

"Hmm… After we go make sure Muge is okay we should go see if we can find this mystery patient. Maybe we'll find out what really happened." Kon let a mischievous smile engulf his face as their gazes snapped up to him.

Shirosaki thought about it for a minute but eventually shook his head.

"Probably not a good idea…"

"OR!" Kon started, smile still in place, "You can just call Aizen and ask if he really did try to kill someone." When Shiro gave him the expected narrow-eyed-gaze, Kon shrugged. "Obviously that won't go over well, so the only thing left to do is to go digging for the information ourselves. We'll be like detectives!"

Ichigo rolled his eyes and shook his head at Kon's lame ideas.

"First you wanted to reenact a scene from Parent Trap, now you want to be a detective? What the hell?"

Kon jutted out his lower lip in a pout and then clung to Ichigo, pressing their faces together. "You wouldn't do the first idea with me so we gotta do this one! Please! PLEASEEEE!"

"OKAY! FINE! Just get offa me!" Ichigo felt his voice get a little high-pitched and he would never admit that he was actually whining. Maybe Kon's personality was starting to rub off on him—hopefully not.

Shirosaki seemed to sense Ichigo's desperation and he quickly punched Kon in the back of the head, making the excited twin release his hold and crumple to the floor.

"Owwwwww! That hurt!" Kon felt tears sting at the corner of his eyes as he looked up into his older brother's angry face. "I'm sorry! PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!"

Just as he was saying that, there was a soft 'ding' and the doors opened. Standing just outside of the elevator were three people and each one had to resist the urge to roll their eyes when they saw Shirosaki standing over a cowering Kon.

"Good to see you three are all reacquainted…" The brothers quickly walked out of the elevator before the doors closed on them and then took a good look at the three adults. The one who spoke had shaggy black hair and a scruffy face. His eyes were hidden behind a large pair of sunglasses and Kon couldn't help but giggle a little when he thought the guy looked kinda like a mafia boss.

Standing beside him was a tall, white-haired gentleman. Judging by the long white cloak he wore, he was a doctor of the hospital.

And, last but not least, was Yoruichi.

"Ma~! Do you know where Muge is?" Kon asked as he jumped forward and clung to the woman, but the one who answered was the doctor.

"He's right this way." His tone was curt and he had the most serious look on his face.

When they got to the room, Kon was the first to rush to their eldest brother's side. Ichigo followed close behind while Shirosaki dragged his feet.

Mugetsu smiled up at his three brothers and slowly sat up until he could give them hugs. Shirosaki wasn't as enthusiastic about the touchy-feely moment, but both Ichigo and Kon immediately hugged him back and soaked in all the comfort they could withstand.

"How are you feeling?" Ichigo asked in a hushed voice and he lightly touched Mugetsu's arm, as if he were made of glass. Muge realized this and instantly rolled his eyes.

"I'm fine, you guys. Honestly. There's no need to worry about it. So what happened after I left? How'd you guys get here?"

The two orangettes (mostly Kon anyway) explained everything as they made themselves comfortable on either side of him. The bed shouldn't have been able to fit all three of them, but they made it work, and Mugetsu didn't seem to mind. On the contrary, the smile hadn't left his face since the moment they walked in.

Shirosaki ignored them as he looked for his own twin.

It didn't take long for him to pinpoint the pale, orange-haired lump on the other side of the room. Getsuga had made himself comfortable in the row of seats by the window and had fallen asleep. It was hard to tell though since he was still wearing the sunglasses.

He must've been just dozing off, because he flinched a little when he heard the white-haired doctor's voice glide towards him.

"Getsuga." Said teen looked like a trained dog as he jumped to his feet and slightly bowed towards the man. "Where's Uryuu?"

A pale hand met an equally pale forehead with a resounding smack, making the three brothers on the bed finally look up. Getsuga slowly let his eyes crawl up until they locked with stern gray ones.

"You left him at the school didn't you?"

Getsuga huffed under his breath and crossed his arms defensively. He then shrugged his shoulders and snapped his eyes to look out the window whilst the other man let out a long breath and shook his head.

"What am I going to do with you… Don't let this happen again. Understood?"

Getsuga wanted to roll his eyes, but he quickly smashed down the urge and instead slowly nodded his head in understanding. When the man turned and saw all eyes were on him, he let out a small chuckle.

"Sorry. How rude of me. My name is Ryuken Ishida… I am Getsuga's legal guardian." His introduction was met with a long silence before Mugetsu finally cleared his throat.

"Nice to meet you, Mr.—er… Dr. Ishida. Thank you for looking after Getsuga all this time." A small smile accompanied his words and the other brothers couldn't help but smile and nod towards the man as well.

After that, their eyes went to the other stranger in the room, who was still standing by the door, and had yet to introduce himself.

"You guys can call me Zangetsu." He said in a deep, rumbling voice and he let a tiny smirk twitch across his lips when the brothers just blinked at him.

"Thanks for coming to see me, pop." Mugetsu said, making the younger siblings 'ah' in realization.

"Tensa and I were hoping this wouldn't happen to you today, but I made sure to clear my schedule just in case…. Glad I did." The mysterious man grumbled with a small sigh.

"Sorry… Things got a little crazy and Ichigo was in trouble… But everything's fine now…" Mugetsu jutted out his lower lip, but then he stopped when he saw Ichigo looking up at him with these big, brown, apologetic eyes. It made Mugetsu's heart throb and he couldn't help the small blush when Ichigo leaned over and whispered to him.

"It's all my fault… I'm sorry…"

Mugetsu shook his head and then nuzzled his face against Ichigo's before whispering back, "It's not your fault. Don't worry about it~ You can help me beat up that pink-haired asshole later, okay?" Ichigo brightened up at that and nodded with a smirk.

"So you're Mugetsu's dad, you're Getsuga's dad, and you're Kon's mom…" Shirosaki counted off while pointing to each adult in turn.

"Yes sir!" Yoruichi said with a small solute. "But don't worry, Shiro and Ichigo, I called your parents and let them know where you were so they wouldn't worry."

"YOU WHAT!?" Both teens stiffened and yelled at the same time.

Kon at least understood why Shiro would be upset, but everyone else looked to the two in confusion.

Yoruichi blinked and her golden eyes began to narrow suspiciously. "Should I not have done that…?"

"Great… Now m'gonna get the lecture of a life time." Shirosaki grumbled under his breath and he collapsed into one of the chairs beside Getsuga, seeing how his twin was no longer taking up the whole row anymore.

Just then a loud, high-pitched chirping engulfed the room. Ichigo quickly reached into his pocket and pulled out his old, blocky flip-phone. He groaned in annoyance when he instantly recognized the number flashing at him on the tiny screen.

"Pffff~ That's your phone? Dude, we need to get you upgraded…" Kon chuckled from the other side of Mugetsu, trying to lift the mood a little, but Ichigo wasn't listening. He just continued to stare at the number, internally debating whether or not he should answer.

Knowing Ginjou, he was probably getting over his hangover right about now and just wanted to know when Ichigo would be home. Not that he ever cared if Ichigo came home at all, but he'd want an update on where he was at least once a day…

But he should already know that Ichigo was at the hospital…

So why was he calling?

Ichigo had taken so long on deciding whether or not to answer, that the decision was made for him when the call eventually went to voicemail. He was about to shrug it off and put the phone back in his pocket when the chirping sound began anew.

Shit.

"They're probably worried about you… You should answer that." Brown eyes snapped up to lock with warm onyx and Ichigo found himself caving to Mugetsu's soothing command. Ichigo sighed before standing.

"I'll be back…"

And then he left.

Shirosaki narrowed his eyes as he watched his dejected little brother close the door.

He wanted to know why Ichigo looked so depressed to the point that he even seemed a little scared. Shiro couldn't just walk out and eavesdrop on the conversation… or could he?

Curious, Shirosaki leaned back against the chairs, ignoring the quiet hum of conversation going on around him before closing his eyes and escaping into his own mind.

He reached out to his link with Ichigo and was surprised by how easy it was to feel now that the wall was no longer up. Ever since he got his memories back, Shirosaki could feel the connections he had to each of his brothers. Mugetsu was right when he said that Ichigo's was the loudest. He could instantly tell where Ichigo was and he mentally followed the orangette until he came to a stop halfway across the building.

Now if he could just hear his voice…

'What do you want?'

Ah! There it is.

'A friend of mine had a heart attack so I'm here to see if he's okay… Can we talk later? … … I can't right now… … … … Since when do you give a shit about whether or not I'm okay!? You didn't seem all that worried this morning when you—'

Shirosaki felt himself tense at that. He could feel Ichigo's emotions flaring between rage and annoyance, and it made Shiro worry.

What did this person do to make Ichigo so angry?

Did it have anything to do with that bruise on his cheek?

Just the thought of that had Shirosaki raising his lip in a snarl.

'No… What? Wait—what do you mean 'we're leaving'?... Why!?'

Shirosaki felt his knee bounce nervously and he wanted desperately to go and run to the teen's side, but he stayed locked in place so he could continue listening through his link with Ichigo.

'No! No no no no. I'm not going anywhere with you! Fucking go if you want—see if I care, but I'm not leaving!... … … … … I don't have to do a damn thing you say because you are NOT my father!'

Then everything went silent.

Shirosaki could still feel the anger and aggravation rolling off of Ichigo in giant waves—one right after another.

He couldn't help himself as he reached out and mentally grasped the link connecting them together. He tugged and yanked at it until he felt Ichigo become aware of his presence.

'Shiro?'

He knew he couldn't respond verbally, because his ability was stupid and would only let him hear them, but he stopped tugging to show that he was listening.

He heard Ichigo chuckle before saying, 'You're so fucking nosey… I hope you know that.' Shirosaki smirked and continued tugging at the link. 'Alright, alright. I'm coming…'

When Shirosaki opened his eyes once more, he was surprised to see the mood in the room had changed drastically. The air was thick with tension. Mugetsu was looking down at his hands with a sad look in his eyes while Kon leaned against him, looking just as sad but trying to seem comforting at the same time. Getsuga had taken Ichigo's old spot so he could rub the other's back with big, soothing, circular motions under that long curtain of black hair.

Ryuken had a serious look on his face while the other two adults stood off to the side, looking a little pale.

"What happened?" Shirosaki asked without thinking.

Kon's eyes snapped to him first and huffed out an annoyed breath.

"Weren't you paying attention!?" He chastised without parting himself from Mugetsu.

Shirosaki shook his head and remained silent while he waited for the information he apparently missed.

Ryuken cleared his throat before turning to the pale teen, his large hand gesturing towards Mugetsu as he said, "I was just explaining that I ran some tests, and Mugetsu needs to take it easy from now on. His heart has been getting steadily weaker… Another attack like that and it could be his last."

"W-what…? But we just found each other again! How can ya say shit like that!?" Shirosaki spat in outrage as he jumped to his feet. His golden eyes were narrowed into nearly visible slits and his large, pale hands were pressed into hard fists.

"Calm down, Shiro."

Said teen would've continued to spit out profanities if it wasn't Mugetsu himself who asked him to relax. He looked towards said brother and nearly sighed when he saw the sad smile marring his handsome face.

"Nobody tell Ichigo, okay…? I don't want him to feel guilty…" He mumbled just loud enough for everyone to hear. The three brothers hesitated before nodding. They weren't about to go against Mugetsu's wishes… even if they thought keeping this a secret from Ichigo was wrong.

Just then, the teen of topic entered the room once more.

Shirosaki found himself taking a quick glance at the teen's cheek, only to find the bruise he saw before gone.

There was absolutely no sign of it.

He quickly glanced towards Kon's cheeks, thinking maybe he got them confused before, but the other's face was also unblemished.

Odd…

Shirosaki narrowed his eyes and scrutinized Ichigo's face, wondering if maybe he put on some sort of cover-up make-up, but there was no trace of anything except his own, soft skin.

Maybe he'd been seeing things...

Ichigo must've noticed the heavy atmosphere, because he paused and looked around as soon as he shut the door. And when he caught Shiro's intense stare, he found himself getting nervous.

"Everything okay…?"

The adults looked away, refusing to say anything, while the brothers all looked to each other for a moment, wondering what they should say next.

Kon was the one who eventually came to the rescue.

"Everything's fineee~! We were just wondering what we should do now—since school's out for the day. I don't think we wanna be here for too much longer."

Ichigo hesitated before accepting the answer, then he hummed to himself as he made his way to the seat beside Shiro, since Getsuga had taken the spot by Mugetsu.

"Well I guess there are a couple of places to hangout… There's a movie theatre close by, as well as a skating rink, and I'm pretty sure there's a park down the street with a basketball court. Anddd… what else… uhm, if you guys are hungry, I know a good Italian place."

Mugetsu chuckled while Kon bounced up and down on the bed and Getsuga rolled his eyes. Ichigo looked to see Shiro's reaction, but he was busy; his eyes were glued to his phone and a serious frown stained his face. From the looks of it, he was having a long conversation via text.

"I forgot you've already been living here for a while." Mugetsu said as he tapped his chin in thought.

Kon bounced to his feet and rubbed his hands together. "That all sounds awesome! We should do everything!"

Ichigo peeled his eyes away from Shiro to scoff at his twin.

"I don't know about you, but I'm not made of money… I can probably only do one of those things—besides the park… But I'd need to go grab my Basketball if you guys wanted to play."

Kon groaned and then jutted out his lower lip. "Spoil sport…. What if I paid for you?!"

Yoruichi found herself jumping in at that point, "And who do you think will be giving you the money to do all those things?" She raised one delicate brow and frowned, making Kon flinch.

"Heh…heh… Sorry Ma… Well what else can we do?"

Everyone looked over to Shirosaki when the teen finally spoke up, but his eyes never left his phone.

"You guys can come over ta my place… Father said he's gonna be grillin' food tonight and he wants you guys ta join us… M'not sure if that's a good r' bad thing—but we have a pool and a Jacuzzi, so what the hell, yeah?" Shiro gazed up and smirked when everyone else seemed happy with the choice.

"Sure, I don't see why not." Mugetsu beamed with a giant smile.

Kon nodded and said, "Yeah, sure. I'm down."

Getsuga shrugged.

And Ichigo bounced his knee nervously. "You sure your dad's gonna be okay with that?"

Shirosaki tilted his head from side to side before ruffling his brother's silky, orange locks.

"Don't worry 'bout it. I had a pretty good reason for comin' here and the worst he'll probably do is lecture me. You guys won't have ta worry 'bout anythin'."

Ichigo quickly shooed the hand from his hair, his cheeks reddening in embarrassment, before he mumbled a short, "Okay."

Yoruichi let out a little squeal before gathering her baby boy into her arms, nearly suffocating him with her enormous jugs—but he probably would've died happy if that was the case. "You have fun, okay Kon? I'm so happy you'll be spending the night with your brothers!"

Ryuken raised a brow and sighed, but he agreed to the playdate nonetheless. "If you find out you're going to spend the night, at least notify me, Getsuga. Now all of you get out. We adults need finish working out Mugetsu's hospital visit." The four younger brothers either scowled or pouted at the command, but Ryuken stayed firm. "I mean it, boys. Go wait in the hallway, or in the waiting room near the front desk."

Ichigo was the first to stand, but he didn't leave without giving Mugetsu a quick hug of encouragement.

For the past several years, Ichigo had been a borderline recluse and refused to show too many emotions. He never really liked being touched either, but now, all of a sudden, he couldn't get enough of it. It was as if the cap on his emotions had crumbled along with the wall he'd built. He felt so free, but he also found himself being extra careful with the level of his emotions.

'Is this how girls feel when their hormones go crazy? … … oh god, did I just compare myself to a girl. Ack!'

Luckily Ichigo was out of the door before anyone could see the disgusted look on his face.

After a minute, the other three brothers made it out into the hallway, and, of course, Kon was the first to speak.

"This is our chance!"

Ichigo felt his face turn into a bored yet curious expression as he looked up and locked eyes with the hyper teen. Shirosaki and Getsuga had much the same expression, except Shiro's was maybe a little more aggravated.

"What're you blabbering about now?" Shirosaki growled, making Kon instinctively jump behind his twin.

"Our super secret detective mission… remember!? I think we should call it Operation: Mystery-Coma-Guy."

"We're really going through with this?" Ichigo groaned as his hand met his forehead in a flawless facepalm reaction.

"Yes! And here comes a nurse right now. Watch and learn boys~"

And that's exactly what they did.

They all watched, eyes showing how unimpressed they were, as Kon strutted over to the poor, unsuspecting woman. She had her nose buried deep in paperwork, so she didn't notice the taller male until she practically bumped into him. She squeaked a little and jumped back before looking up into Kon's ebullient face.

Shiro scoffed and rolled his eyes, but remained quiet as Kon started talking.

"Hi there. Sorry to scare you~ My name's Kon."

The girl gave him a long look before finally speaking up, her dark hair in disarray, with two long locks jutting up off her head. It looked like it might've been styled that way on purpose, but it was hard to tell.

"Giselle…"

Kon beamed towards her after hearing the name. "Hiya Giselle. Nice to meet you."

The girl raised a brow, but seemed to relax and smiled back. "You too. What brings you to the emergency care—do you need help with anything?"

"Actually yes~ You see, my fellow students and I—" He quickly gestured towards the rest of them before continuing, "Are working on a project for school. Our topic is about people suffering from long-term comas. The cause and effects of it—you know—the works. And we'd heard that there was someone here who's been in a coma for quite a few years, so we were wondering—"

"You were wondering if I could take you to the poor patient and have you do—what? Ogle his lifeless body just so you can take some notes?" She cut him off with an exasperated tone. "I think not. I mean… I enjoy observing the bodies at the morgue every once in a while… but this is different. I don't think the guy would want a bunch of brats poking at him while he's still alive. Ya know?"

"Uhm… Wow… Okay, but—"

Shirosaki quickly nudged Kon out of the way and back to where the others were before turning and leaning down so he was face to face with the young woman. His golden irises flashed and he let a small, seductive grin spread across his lips, making her cower and blush at the same time.

You could practically see her 'fight or flight' instinct malfunction as she took a step back and then a few steps forward, before retreating once more.

Giselle should've been scrambling away from the exotic specimen, but she found herself completely captivated. He looked like the walking-dead to her, and she couldn't have been more turned on.

"Sorry 'bout my friend, he can be a lil' insensitive sometimes~ But…" Shiro deliberately moved forward little by little so he could whisper the next part in her delicate ear. None of the others could figure out what he was saying, but they could definitely hear the giggles Giselle tried to hold back. There was no mistaking the large blush spreading across her cheeks, down towards her neck and past the small adam's apple… wait... Hold on a sec.

Ichigo wanted to point it out, but all brain function collapsed when he saw Shiro's white lips press against the he-she's neck.

Getsuga snorted in amusement when he saw Ichigo's eyes narrow and it looked as if he was trying to choke the women with willpower alone. What was even more hilarious was that Shiro would occasionally look over his shoulder at the teen to see his reaction, but Ichigo would just play it off like he was okay with it by avoiding eye contact.

Poor little brother was such an open book.

Even Kon looked over to see Ichigo's reaction when Shirosaki suddenly smirked and let his large hands slide down Giselle's back to her waist, making her squeal with delight.

Getsuga quickly wrapped an arm around Ichigo's shoulders to both calm him down and keep him in place in case the irate teen convinced himself that attempting murder in a hospital would be an excellent idea.

"Stop ittt~ you bunch of horn-dogs. I need to get back to work! Buuut~ I get off at 6, in case you still wanna… talk~" She quickly wrote something on her clipboard and ripped off a small piece of paper. She slid it into Shirosaki's front pant-pocket and, to Ichigo's annoyance, let her fingers linger a little too long around his hips before skipping towards the elevator.

Shirosaki chuckled to himself before turning around completely. He whipped out the paper and waved it in Kon's direction with a superior sort of air engulfing him.

"You see, my darlin' little brothers~ that's how it's done."

Kon rolled his eyes and scoffed. "Didn't wanna get with the she-male anyway… It's all yours, big bro."

Getsuga couldn't help the little snicker that made its way up his throat when Shirosaki's victorious smirk fell into an instant glare.

"Yeah… Yippee for you, now can we get moving?" Ichigo said curtly.

No, he didn't snap at them…

Well, maybe a little.

"What's wrong, Ichi? You're not jealous are you~?" Shirosaki taunted as he ran to catch up with said teen. He made the mistake of wrapping his arm around the smaller male—the same arm with which he held the defenseless piece of paper.

Ichigo thought Shirosaki was rubbing it in his face, both literally and figuratively, so he quickly snatched away the offending object.

"Hey! Give it back!"

"Fuck off, Shiro!"

"Don't be like that!"

Kon snorted in amusement as he watched Shiro pounce on top of Ichigo. The two then began a loud wrestling match on the hospital's non-too-sterile floors. Getsuga, on the other hand, immediately went to break it up. He kicked Shiro in the side—not too hard, but enough to make the other wince—and grabbed Ichigo by the arm to pick him up and push him against the wall.

Ichigo scowled as his fiery-haired older brother gazed down at him through those thick, black sunglasses. He could feel the dominance pouring out of him and Ichigo couldn't help but look away.

Getsuga slowly reach out a hand while the other kept Ichigo pinned and then bent his fingers in a, 'Hand it over' motion.

Ichigo sighed, but gave in.

He slapped the piece of paper into Getsuga's hand, to which the older brother immediately shoved it into his back pocket, where it would stay forgotten.

"Tch… Fun-sucker…" Shirosaki grumbled to himself.

"And I thought I was the childish one…" Kon hummed and then he pursed his lips and took a cautionary step back when two pairs of bright, golden eyes snapped to glare at him. "My bad… Didn't mean it… So yeah, anyway~! What do we do now? Should we target another nurse?"

"No need." Was Shiro's instant reply, and everyone watched curiously as he began making his way towards the elevator. "Building C. Room 150. Second floor."

Ichigo and the others looked to each other questioningly before falling into step behind him.

"How do you know all that?" Kon was the first to speak the question that was on their minds.

Shirosaki smirked before whipping out his smartphone.

"Found an old article on google while ya guys were talkin' to Mugetsu. The article was 'bout the mystery coma person almost gettin' murdered eleven years ago. It doesn't say any names, but it did say where it took place and what room the patient was being moved to."

Kon thought through the explanation as the elevator closed. "So wait… You knew this whole time? And you let me go and try to woo that nurse anyway?!"

Shirosaki gave him a large, shit-eating grin, which made the other pout.

"You called that, wooing?"

Kon rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. "You didn't gimme enough time ta get into the flow!"

Ichigo shoved past the two bickering idiots once the doors opened, effectively shutting them up long enough to rub at their poor, bruised shoulders.

"What's your deal, dandelion?" Shiro grumbled once Ichigo finally slowed down.

The orangette refused to reply, and not just because of the stupid nickname but also because, honestly, he didn't even know why he was acting this way.

For some reason, seeing Shirosaki get close to someone that wasn't family made rage boil in the pit of his gut. He couldn't control it—it was like an instinct, and he didn't want to rationalize it. There was just too much going on today to really sort through his thoughts and emotions right now.

Getting back with his brothers… It happened all so suddenly. His brain was still catching up to the fact that they were really here.

None of this had time to sink in completely.

The four of them stayed silent as they made their way towards the exit.

Kon made sure to wave goodbye to Bambietta, who was still lounging casually behind the desk where they first found her. She waved back with a small smirk and winked.

And Kon—the idiot that he was—blew her a kiss in response. She laughed and mimed herself catching the kiss and stuffing it down her tight, white, v-neck shirt—right between her breasts.

Kon felt himself grin and he wanted to run back to her, but Getsuga held onto the back of his shirt and practically dragged him away.

"Good lord…. You're a horrible influence." Ichigo mumbled to Shiro, but his brother just smirked in response.

"Never said I was a good role-model~ If it's a choice between being naughty or nice… I always choose naughty." Just to prove his point, he quickly smacked his hand across Ichigo's unsuspecting ass, making the teen jump in surprise. He then blushed bright red when the large hand stayed on his right cheek for a moment and squeezed before letting go.

"Would you two get a room already!?" Kon shouted exasperatedly, catching the attention of everyone in the parking lot. Luckily it was only a handful of people, but it was enough to make Ichigo flustered.

The teen quickly made his way to Getsuga. He let the taller male wrap an arm around his shoulders and he even brought Getsuga's forearm around so he could hide his blushing face. He could feel Getsuga's amused chuckle as it rumbled deep within his chest, but it wasn't as bad as Shiro's loud cackling.

The rest of their walk was met with silence, and Ichigo couldn't have been more relieved—until they made it to Building C, of course.

Shirosaki moved forward first, reaching out for the silver handle to tug the door open, but it wouldn't budge. He tried to turn the knob harder and pushed and pulled the door, but nothing happened.

'Unauthorized use of entrance… Please swipe ID…'

All four brothers' eyes snapped to the little, square box planted on the concrete of the building. It was flashing bright red, which must've been a bad sign.

"What now…?" Kon whispered as he looked around to see if anyone was watching.

The only thing that made him nervous was the surveillance camera off to the side which was swinging around towards their direction.

"Figured somethin' like this would happen…" Shirosaki scoffed under his breath before reaching into his back pocket and pulling out a large ID card.

Ichigo was able to catch a quick glance at it, and he was surprised to see the picture was of the nurse from before.

"Is that Giselle's?" He demanded under his breath.

Shirosaki raised a brow at Ichigo's tone and just shrugged.

"What? Ya thought I was just feelin' her up…?"

Kon stared with large, starry eyes as Shirosaki swiped the card.

"That's like… James Bond type a' shit. I'm upgrading you from detective to secret agent!" Kon announced in as quiet of a voice he could manage—which wasn't very quiet.

"Would you, shuddup." Shirosaki snarled while he waited for the door to open.

It took a minute, but the light eventually turned green on the box and the sound of a lock moving announced their approval to enter.

"What should we do if we get caught…?" Ichigo whispered urgently just as Shiro swung the door open. The taller teen looked back at him and shrugged his shoulders.

"I dunno… Run, I guess."

"Very reassuring…"

"If you're too scared, stay out here then."

"I'm not fucking scared."

"Says the person still hiding in Getsu's arms."

Ichigo quickly removed himself from said brother's arms to prove the other wrong, but it was too late.

"Now shuddup, all of you. Let's just find this guy and get the hell outta here." With that said, Shirosaki quickly disappeared inside the building. They all went, one at a time, never noticing how the surveillance camera had paused to watch them come in.

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TBC

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Ah shiiiittttttt

I'm soooo sorry for the late update

Finals for college

and putting in my two weeks notice for work

Andddd I'm getting ready to move

Never realized how much work it would be to take a semester off from school…

Plus I fucked up my knee and I have no internet at home...

Anyway!

I know there's not a whole lot of action in this chapter, but it's leading up to the good stuff

I promise

And I also know there might be a little too much MaleXFemale action going on for a supposedly YAOI fanfic….

Lmao

I hope you enjoyed it nonetheless though

And I hope I didn't lose too many of my readers by being slow to update recently