KONNICHIWA Mina-san!
In japanese that means (hello or good afternoon everyone)
Thank you Blackangle2011 for your review.
Do you mind if I dedicate this chapter to you since you're the first reviewer on this story?
The first thing that ran through Chris' mind was where am I? And why does everything hurt? As soon as his consciousness recovered from the disorientation kudos the long needed rest, Chris figured the latter question quite easily… it was the first one that bothered him. It was pretty much dark all around, he was laying on some type of bed. It was quite large. The carpet was a deep crimson red and the walls were of the same color. There was a massive wardrobe in the corner and an open door that lead to what looked like a bathroom beside it. This definitely was not his room.
Suddenly through his peripheral vision, Chris spotted a small lamp on the bedside table flicker on. It illuminated the small clock sitting next to it casting an eerily long shadow.
"You're awake!" A voice said in the general direction of the light. Chris had a strong urge to tell the voice that no, he was infact asleep, until he recognized the owner of the voice...
"Wy?" That didn't work exactly as planned, that single syllable was supposed to come out in a strong steady voice but it failed horribly coming out weak and surprised.
"Of course it's me Chris." His brother sat down on the bed beside him.
"You came…" His voice trailed off indicating he didn't think the older boy would have.
"Chris, you're my brother of course I came." He stressed the word brother as if that would make his sentence all the more convincing.
"Wyatt… mom, Le-dad, the aunts, the cousins…" To a normal person Chris' rambles of relatives names would be irrelevant… but to Wyatt, he understood.
"shhh…. I know, I tried to come, I tried to stop those Elders, almost all of them went though. Even I'm no match for ALL the elders." Was lying considered a form of consolation?
"Oh God Wy, the ELDERS how could they—I mean—Oh God—it's like—" Wyatt touched his finger gently over his younger brother's mouth to silence his fragmented sentences. He looked deep into his brother's large green eyes, they were glazed over and unreadable, protected by a thin film of tears.
"Why didn't you come sooner?" Chris asked, his brown head was cast downward refusing to look the older boy in the eye.
"The elders… they cloaked you… I couldn't find you, couldn't sense you until you called out. They suppressed our bond, but it's back now." And in his weakened, desperate state, Chris believed him. He couldn't sense Wyatt those couple of weeks after that day but now he could. Wyatt's thoughts and feelings were felt by him, as were his. It was the only thing that made him somewhat special… being connected with the twice-blessed. Of course their connection was usually overlooked anyway.
Slowly, Wyatt extended his forefinger and placed it under his baby brother's chin and lifted his eyes to meet his own, "Chris, I would NEVER hurt you. I promise. Nobody else who promises you this will ever mean it… take the Elders for example… but, I will because you're my brother and I love you. Stay here with me Chris, we don't ever have to separated again." He pulled his brother forward, Chris' head landing on his chest as they shared the first brotherly hug they'd had for so long.
"Okay Wyatt. I believe you. I d-don't want to be alone"
Wyatt smiled.
A/N: Review please, if you're the first reviewer to a chapter I'll dedicate it to you even if you tell me about how bad it is. Hows that for motivation?