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Harry leaned against the wall and watched his brother and the other guy yell at each other. The other guy had dark skin and hair in dreads with baggy clothes on and looked ready to punch out his brother. 'Other guy' was cool. Not many had the guts to go up and yell in his aniki's face. So anyone who did was interesting.
Movement in the corner of his eye shifted his focus. Close by there was another boy who looked like the first, sans dreads. "Not again!" he groaned, lightly banging his head against the wall.
"So they do this often?" Harry asked.
The other guy just nodded.
"Related?"
"He's my younger brother."
"Funny, Hiruma is my older brother."
The guy started to choke on air as Harry walked after his brother who had stormed off.
"What's your problem?" Agon asked his brother.
He just shook his head in denial, there COULDN'T be two of them, Japan was simply not big enough.