"Ryoma, was it really necessary to do that? You too Mitsu, don't you think that you're getting the easy way out." Tezuka Rinko scolded her two children in front of her. Both had their heads bowed and shoulders slumped in shame as they were berated for what they did. It's not what they did during practice, but what they did after practice.

--- Flashback---

The two Tezuka brothers were bickering on their way home as they passed through a market. Stalls were lined up on either side as mothers and wives shopped for daily groceries for that night's dinner.

"Oh, so it's my fault that the school is surrounded by stupid idiots who can't obey orders!"

"No, but you didn't have act like a brat."

"Okay, and YOU'RE not one?"

"Shut up Ryoma before I kick you into Hell."

"A man who resorts to threats is a man who holds no intelligence."

Kunimitsu landed a well placed punch on his younger brother's face. Ryoma stumbled back a few steps and glared at his aniki.

"You bastard!"

Ryoma ran up to him and swung a punch… afterwards, not so pretty.

People screamed and ran away from the two siblings who threw and pushed and flipped each other into the stalls.

---End it already---

"Kunimitsu, you are Ryoma's older brother. You're supposed to set an example for him. If this is the way you set an example for your brother, how do you set an example for your team? Maybe I ought to make you resign from your post as captain for you misconduct." Kunimitsu's head snapped up at those words.

"Mother, you cannot be se-."

"Kunimitsu Julian, I don't want to even HEAR you!"

Ryoma snickered.

"Ryoma, if you laugh one more time, my four inch pumps are going up your tale. I should hold you back a year in school. Better yet, I should home scho-."

"Mom! You can't-."

"Ryoma Tristan! Don't you DARE tell me what I can or can't do." Rinko snarled at her youngest. Ryoma jumped and hid behind his brother. Mitsu was starting to shake. Their mother was sweet tempered woman where, in any case, it took a lot to get her angry.

Her cheeks were flushed in her fury and her normally warm honey chocolate eyes were cold and glinting dangerously in the evening light. Her fists were balled so tight that her knuckles were white and Kunimitsu was seriously thinking that she was going to hit them.

"I thought that I raised you two be better than this! I cared for you and coddled you and this is how you repay me! What would people think of your father and I if they ever found out about you two behaving in such an uncouth manner!? I should, I should, OOOHHH!!!" She started to pace around the living harshly and Ryoma started to shake.

"You- you -you! ARGHHHH!" Her fist connected to the wall placed directly in back of Kunimitsu's head. Her fist just millimeters from his face, Kunimitsu's normally cool, narrowed eyes were wider than plates as he held his breath when Rinko drew her fist back. Pieces of white pastel blue paint clung to Rinko's now bloodied hand as she calmed her breathing down. Ryoma lifted his head and looked the large crater in the once nice wall.

"Go to your rooms before you both of you have a hole this size in your face."

Neither boy wasted any time in the act of 'hauling ass' and getting out of there.

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There's chapter two! I don't own anything but the plot.

It's not much, I know I know, but I'm working on a longer chapter, hopefully this just holds you over till then! Ja ne- Pix!