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A/N: Ooh! Thanks for your reviews. Yes, Mori broke his leg… I'm not exactly sure how either… heh, heh, heh… (fell on it wrong?) But, as I'm positive that you already know, it's very vital to the plot line! Speaking of which, he does some things that would most likely be impossible for those with broken legs… so, if you have one, don't try this at home, kids… Thanks for understanding my anti-realism, everybody! (If you can call it that…) Also, a compound fracture is when you break your bone so that it pierces through your skin and juts out. It is very easy to recognize and commonly taught in many health textbooks. There you go.

Hunny sat on the sofa in Mori's home on Saturday waiting for his uncle (who was really just another cousin) to bring Mori home. Satoshi and Chika had been playing tag outside, but Mrs. Morinozuka had convinced them to come inside and play something else; the game had escalated into something very violent, as it usually did with those two. It had begun to snow by the time they were sitting on the floor playing board games, and a fevered argument broke out between them.

"You moved my piece!"
"No I didn't."
"Put it back right now, Yasuchika!"

"I didn't move it!"

And just like that, Satoshi lunged over the game board, and the two began to wrestle on the floor. Usually, Hunny would've gone over and broken the fight up, but he was tired today and didn't want to get hurt. It would most likely lead to a fight with his little brother anyway. He sighed, watching closely to ensure that no harm befell Chika, and the door swung open.

Mr. Morinozuka ducked his head—he cleared six and a half feet—as he entered the room, and his son followed him on crutches. Satoshi jumped up and dashed over to his brother, and Chika followed him, only slightly less excitedly. Hunny waited until they had showered Mori with questions. This eventually resulted in Chika making a rude comment about the girl who tripped him and Satoshi chasing him down the hall.

Hunny walked over to his cousin and embraced him, stretching his neck to nuzzle his chest., which felt cold, an evident result of being outside. Hunny was about the cry, but he held back for Mori's sake.

"I was so worried about you."

"I'm okay."
"Takashi…"

Mori struggled to return his hug, inadvertently dropping one of his crutches. Hunny immediately bent to pick it up for him, and he wedged it under his arm again, mumbling, "Thanks."

"You're welcome," said Hunny, smiling and giggling at him. He had never been so happy to hear Takashi's savory voice. The two proceeded to the dining room where Mori lunched, consuming a large quantity of food, and Hunny propped his head in his hands, staring at his cousin. He had already finished his lunch. "I guess the food at the hospital wasn't that good," he commented, smiling.

Mori shook his head. "It's not that…" He stared at the table for a few seconds before continuing to eat, and Hunny blushed upon realizing that he had failed to understand the obvious reasons that Mori couldn't eat. He sighed, feeling sorry for his cousin.

"Are you on a lot of pain meds?" he asked.

"They make me sort of tired."

Hunny nodded. "You don't seem out of it though. That's a good thing," he said, smiling, and Mori smirked, giving a slight nod. "Satoshi and Chika got into it outside today. They'll end up like you if they keep it up…" Hunny laughed, knowing that Mori could take the joke well, but he didn't laugh. He just kept eating his lunch. Hunny decided that there was no need to continue their one-sided conversation and sat silently.

"Look," began Mori after a few minutes, rousing Hunny. "I'm kind of tired."

"Right."
"I don't mean to be standoffish."

"Oh. Okay."

They were both quiet for a time, and Hunny felt the urge to cry. But why? His feelings wouldn't have been hurt so badly by anyone else, only Mori. Mori never treated him like this. A few tears slipping down his pale face, staining it.

"Why are you crying?" asked Mori, sounding slightly panicked.

"I don't know…" he replied genuinely.

"I'm sorry. Please don't cry…"

"It's not you… I guess I'm just sort of tired, too."

Hunny couldn't contain himself anymore. He began to sob, and Mori immediately stood up, limping over to him on his crutches. "T-Takashi," he said, his eyes widening, touched by his display of complete solicitude. "Sit down," he sniffed, "before you get hurt." Mori didn't sit down, but he dropped one of his crutches, leaning his weight on the other, and swept Hunny up quickly in one arm.

Hunny was surprised and impressed by his upper body strength, and the feeling of being held by him, having his arms around his neck, gazing into his warm and kind eyes, was comforting enough alone to coax him away from his tears. But he knew that Mori would have to put him down before he got hurt or fell over.

Carefully, he pulled away and eased himself onto the floor, slipping from Mori's arm and ensuring that he wouldn't cause him to lose his balance. "Mitsukuni," he said, his voice nearly a whisper. He looked as if he could cry himself as he reached down to gently dry Hunny's tears.

"I'm fine," he said, giving him his cutest smile, which seemed to satisfy Mori well enough. Hunny picked up his crutch and gave it to him. "Chika and I should get home. You need your sleep."

Hunny turned to go, but Mori touched his arm. He turned around, seeing the pain in the taller boy's eyes. "Mitsukuni," he said quietly, and Hunny's heart began to thud in his chest.

"Yes?" he whispered, and Mori finally looked up at him.

"Um… Thanks."

"…You're welcome."

Hunny turned and left, smudging the corner of his eye with his thumb, realizing that it wasn't going to be enough.