Well, it's chapter 7!

It was once again another night in the Sorel home, but it wasn't silent as usual. It hadn't been silent for the past week since Chester had moved in. Several rooms were in disarray and blood had been stained on floors occasionally since he had moved back in. The two siblings were just always going at it with each other, fighting over the simplest things. Just yesterday, they sent each other to the hospital after arguing over who gets the last cookie. In fact, on this particular night, they were going at it once again.

"I hate this mansion! It's too big, too many rooms, I can't find the bathroom most of the time, and all the damn windows are broken! Can't you even afford a repair man! I CAN'T EVEN GET ANY PRIVACY IN THE SHOWER WITHOUT THE NEIGHBOR'S WIFE STARING AT ME!" Chester screamed.

"First of all, if you hate this place, why don't you leave? Secondly, the neighbors wife isn't that bad, she's a nice lady. I would know…" Raphael stated, smirking mischievously. Chester had a disgusted look on his face.

"That's is horrible! You're such a pervert." He said.

"Nothing is wrong with love." Raphael simply retorted.

"SHE LOOKS LIKE SHE'S 80!"

"IT'S LOVE! BEYOND THE GRAY HAIR AND THE OCCASIONAL BROKEN HIPS, THERE'S SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL!" Raphael yelled back, causing his younger sibling to gag. "Don't gag at my relationship!" he growled harshly, pointing at him threateningly.

"IT'S DISGUSTING! YOU HAVE HORRIBLE TASTE IN WOMEN AND THAT'S ONE MORE REASON WHY I HATE YOU!" Chester yelled.

"Insult my taste in women again! I DARE YOU!"

"YOU DO HAVE A HORRIBLE TASTE IN WOMEN!"

Upon hearing that, Raphael punched him, thus resulting in yet another fistfight.

Amy had walked downstairs right at the moment it had begun. She groaned, knowing that once again there was going to be ANOTHER room she would have to clean up while Raphael goes into his bathroom to treat another series of wounds all over his body. She was getting exceptionally tired of their scuffling, wishing that there was something she could do to stop those two. Suddenly, and idea had popped into her head. Turning to the two, she tried to grab their attention.

"Hey guys!" she yelled. The two were obviously not listening. "Guys!" she yelled again, but much to her dismay, they continued trying to kill each other.

"GUYS!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. Knowing that this wouldn't work, she ran into Raphael's room, and came back with a .42 pistol.

"LISTEN TO ME DAMMIT!" she screamed as she shot fires into the air. The two men quickly stopped.

"Now we can settle this nicely or I can bust a cap in someone's ass tonight! Understand?" she threatened.

"I think I'll take the nice method…" Raphael said, scared out of his mind.

Later, in the library, the three were sitting in chairs, peacefully for once. Amy sat up and began to talk. "Okay, we are going to work this out together. Now Chester, tell me, what is it that you don't like about my father. Why do you hate him so?"

"He's a no good, malicious, bullying, bastard! He tortured me all throughout childhood and adolescence. Not to mention that I think he's gay, and he has mental issues!" he ranted.

"Okay," she said nodding, then turning to Raphael, "I'm going to talk to you, Raphael. Let's focus on this bullying issue. Why did you bully him?"

"I dunno," he said.

"OF COARSE YOU DON'T!" Chester suddenly screamed as he leaped on him and began to punch him in the face. Amy groaned irritably, pulled out the pistol, and fired into the air again, causing Chester to jump up and immediately get back into his seat. Simultaneously, they heard what sounded like someone screaming "NAMU!" then out of nowhere, a body with a bullet hole in the chest fell out of the sky and landed on the floor between the three. The three stopped and stared at the body for a while.

"What the hell is that?" Chester asked.

"I think that's Yoshimitsu…" Raphael answered nasally, due to the fact he was holding his bloody nose.

"Well, back to the session then…" Amy said, "Now, Chester. Tell me about your mother."

Chester began to stop and think about it for a while. Tears were beginning to well up in his eyes.

"Oh, God!" he suddenly whined, covering his face a bawling uncontrollably. Amy looked at her father, raising her eyebrow and pointing at her uncle.

"Why is this grown man crying? What did I do?" Amy asked confusedly.

"Just say it, we both know…" Raphael said, grinning evilly.

"Screw you!" Chester yelled, then went back to crying.

"Mother never loved you. She always loved me more," Raphael said in a proud yet very cold voice.

"SCREW YOU!" Chester yelled again, throwing a pillow from the chair Raphael, then curling up in a fetal position. "Mommy…" he whined in a baby-like voice.

"Like I said, she loved me more," Raphael said smiling. Amy shot into the air again with the pistol. They heard what sounded like another scream. This time a random guy just fell out of nowhere. Raphael glared at Amy.

"Give me the gun." He said, holding his hand out.

"No!" Amy said, holding it close.

"Then stop killing people!" he said.

"I can't help it!" Amy said, "Why are they on our ceiling anyway?"

"They probably came through the broken windows…" Raphael said.

"Some security we have!" Amy said sarcastically. Upon saying that, a random thief was seen walking by with Amy's PS2. She glared at Raphael, who was shrugging.

"She didn't love me…" Chester randomly came out with. Amy stopped and stared at him. She almost forgot that she was still in the middle of a therapy session.

"She told me I was an accident," he added.

"Actually, he was a result of a one night stand my mother had with some bum on the corner after her and father got into another argument-" Raphael explained before being cut off.

"SHUT UP!" Chester screamed, continuing his crying. Amy pulled out a Kleenex and gave it to Chester.

"Let's go to another subject. Explain to me the origins of that scar." She said. She knew it had nothing to do with the situation, but she was just so damn curious about it, so it wouldn't hurt to slip it in. Chester sat up and sucked up his tears.

"Well, it's a long story. You see, That bastard you call your father used to watch too much Ruruoni Kenshin…"

FLASHBACK

They were both in the Foyer, bored out of their mind. The very spunky, nine-year-old Raphael jumped up with a solution. "LET'S PLAY RURONI KENSHIN!" he yelled enthusiastically.

"Again?" said a very tired, six-year-old Chester.

"Yes, again! Get over it!" Raphael said, hitting the younger child over the head.

"OW! WHAT DID MOMMY SAY ABOUT YOU HITTING ME?"

"She said keep doing it and that you should have been reported…or aborted! Something like that. Who cares! Do you want to play or not?" Raphael yelled.

"…Fine…as long as I get to play Kenshin." Chester said uninterestedly.

"Then I'm Tomoe!" Raphael cheered. Chester's eyes popped wide open.

"What? You can't be a girl!" he yelled.

"Yes, I can because I'm prettier than you. Plus, in this scene I get to cut you across the face just like Tomoe," Raphael stated, holding up what looked like a butcher knife. Chester stared at the knife for a while in a petrified state.

"…MOM!" he screamed frantically.

"I'M TOMOE, DAMMIT!" yelled Raphael as he charged at his brother with the knife.

FLASHBACK OVER

"And so, I was Kenshin…forever…" he finished dramatically. Raphael was glaring at him with his arms crossed.

"If you'd just let me be Tomoe, then that would've never happened!" he said.

"Why did you want to be a girl?" Amy asked, highly puzzled and questioning her father's sexuality.

"I WAS A CHILD! A VERY PRETTY CHILD!" he yelled. Chester shook his head.

"After all these years and you are STILL nothing but a homo." He said.

"SHUT UP! I'M BISEXUAL!" Raphael screamed as he launched himself at him. They began to fight once more. Amy finally sighed and walked out of the room.

"I give up," She groaned, closing the library door on the two.

"MY ARM!" Chester's voice echoed through the room before she slammed the door.

That' was fun! Hope you like! Tune in for the next one!