Hello ladies, gentlemen and random people of all ages! Just like to make the point that in this, book 17 never happened. That means Shinrei has never been in love before and hence confused as hell.

Disclaimer: Uh,...today we'll...spin the wheel!#spins#
Wheel:#lands on "big random flashcards#
HK: Uh...okay! Do I own SDK? #holds up biiiiiiig flashcard that falls back and smushes her# Uh..help?

Shinrei's POV:

I opened my eyes, and stared in shock. I think I had a right to! Keikoku, my half-brother, was hanging above me, unsupported, from the ceiling. Unable to comprehend how he did it, I asked him.
"Keikoku, what in the hells are you doing on the ceiling! Shouldn't you fall off!" As soon as I had said the word off, he plummeted down, and smacked into the bed and me on it. He pulled himself up, and frowned at me slightly, though to be honest it looked more like a pout. Keikoku pouting? I had never seen that before. When he next spoke, even his voice was pouty.
"You know, that only happens if you talk about it!"
"How was I supposed to know!" He blinked for a second.
"Good point…" Nice to know my brother was still an idiot. I guess some things never change.
(Shinrei: Written into another corner? HK: That or no inspiration. Shinrei: Great. HK: Yup!)
As I lay back, trying to remember the exact circumstances that led to me being in my brother's bed, the patch of ceiling Keikoku had been sitting on earlier exploded, and ceiling fragments fell right at me, apparently intent on squashing me flat! I closed my eyes and braced myself, unable to will my body to move. When I was still alive a moment later, I reopened my eyes, to find myself pressed against my brothers body, his arms cradling me as he glared at the debris. I found myself noticing exactly how tightly his arms held me, how muscular he really was, and how safe I felt when he held me like that. Then I attempted to jerk myself back to my senses as he looked down at me and shrugged.
"That never happened before." Then he actually looked at me for a second, and paused, a strange look in his eye. I had never seen anything like it, and the look made me feel strange. Then he looked away, and let me go. I might have imagined it, but there could have been the faintest suggestion of a blush on his cheeks. He stood and extended a hand to help me up. I grasped it, and found myself again wondering at his strength, as though I hadn't been at least as strong as him only a day? Two? A week? How long had it been like this? Distracted by this thought and him letting go of my hand once I was on his feet, I looked up at him, and noticed he was taller than me now, by almost a head! We used to be about the same height, so I put it down to my new feminine status and tried to force my question out around another strange feeling as he looked at me, concerned this time.
"So….uh…how long was I out?"
"About a day."
"And you hung on the ceiling that long?" He looked surprised by this.
"Easily." I fell silent, contemplating this new knowledge about my brother. He could hang on ceilings?

Okay people, please try to find it in your hearts to review this rather wierd and random story. Uh, Kaeru-san, please promise not to kill me later? And thankz to Zachura, Flaylda, DAR, Kaeru-sanand Crimson 2006 who have been with us since the beginning! Everyone who joined since then or stopped reviewing, I'm either gald to have ya or miss your in put. But thank you all, I wouldn't write without you! Look at my other fics for confirmation. :(