Chapter three: Problems

I woke up to a loud crash coming from the house. I sat up quickly, and listened carefully. I heard some yelling, recognizing my father's voice immediately. I looked at the clock, and realized that I had slept for couple of hours. I rushed out of my room, only to see my father yelling at Kiku in the living room. He was drunk again, so he of course couldn't tell us apart and was releasing his anger on my brother.

"Just why the hell did she protect you!? You are worth nothing, absolutely nothing!" he yelled, and threw an empty bottle of beer at Kiku, who was able to dodge it. Anger boiled inside of me, and I walked to my father, who was already opening another bottle. I snatched it away from him, and glared at him. It wasn't surprising that he acted like this, thinking of what day was coming. But I would not tolerate him trying to hurt my brother.

"Will you just stop it!? I know you miss her, but this isn't helping at all!" I snapped, and started to drag Kiku away, first dropping the bottle to the trashcan in the kitchen. I ignored my father's yelling, and locked us in my room. It was the only place where he could not come, so I hid Kiku there every time father was drunk.

"Why did you stay here? You were supposed to just get your things before he'd come home, and return to the dormitory," I said and sat on my bed, staring at my brother.

"I was worried that he would do something to you…," Kiku mumbled, and stared at the floor. I sighed quietly and patted the bed, motioning Kiku to sit next to me.

"Hey, I'm the older brother so let me do the worrying, okay?" I mumbled and ruffled Kiku's hair once he sat next to me. He nodded and smiled a little, leaning against my shoulder. I chuckled quietly, and let him be there. The situation at home was too much for Kiku, so he had moved to the dormitory as soon as he could. But he also had insisted that I'd do the same. I had told him that I would, but I had delayed it for few months, but now I couldn't wait for the day when I'd move there.

"Hey, did he hurt you or anything?" I whispered, and pushed Kiku away a bit.

"No…. but it hurts when he says something like that. I don't want him to say those things to you….," he mumbled with really sad look in his eyes.

"Hey, I'm all right… besides, I'm already used to it," I said and looked at the door. "Anyway, do you need help with your stuff?"

"Well, I do but you don't need to…."

"Okay, let's go then," I said and stood up, ignoring Kiku's objections. We headed to his room, where there were few boxes still waiting. We picked them up and sneaked out of the house, while listening father mumble something that didn't even make sense. So he was already that drunk huh?

"So, what is it like in the dormitory?" I asked just to get something else to think about.

"It's actually quite nice, and luckily it's also really quiet," Kiku said and shrugged. I saw few other guys at the alley, and moved next to Kiku so that I was between them. I ignored them, or at least tried to. But it's not easy to ignore someone who grabs your arm and forces you to stop.

"Hey, where are you two going?" boy with red hair chuckled, and stepped closer. I glared daggers at him, causing him to reconsider and take a step back. "Well aren't you feisty. But what about you?"

As soon as they moved their attention to Kiku, I pulled myself free and stepped closer to him, stopping them from approaching him. All of them smirked, and few of them pulled out knives. I sighed quietly and placed the boxes I was carrying down, and prepared for a fight. But before anyone could even move, I heard some laughter from behind me.

"Well well… I leave you for a while and you already get into a fight," annoyingly familiar voice chuckled, and I turned to glare the albino standing behind Kiku. But this time he wasn't alone. He had two…. friends with him. The one on his left was blonde guy with shoulder length hair, also with little stubble on his chin giving him surprisingly mature appearance. On Gil's right side, was a tanned guy with dark brown hair. He seemed out of place, since he had a goofy grin on his face, instead a glare that Gil and the blond guy were giving to the ones that had stopped me and Kiku.

"What the hell are you doing in here?" I growled, ignoring the two other guys.

"We are here to save you two, mon cher~," the blonde said with a French accent, and smiled at me. I glared at him, but he just kept smiling.

"Ja, we are. But who are they?" Gil asked and glared at the guys with knives.

-Shirimasen, but they are annoying…," I said and shrugged, turning my attention back to them.

"Oh there's no need to be rude," the red haired guy said, and poked my neck with his knife. And right after that he received a punch from Gil, causing him to stumble back. I shot a surprised look at him, and flinched when I saw his eyes. This time, they were actually glowing.

"Okay, let's make a deal. You guys, will leave now, and I won't kill you. Good? Okay, then go" he growled, and with that, they actually left. "You all right?" he asked as he turned to look at me worriedly.

"H-hai…..," I mumbled, still surprised by his actions.

"Oh, there's no need to be afraid of Gil mon cher," the blonde purred and wrapped his arm around my shoulders.

"I wouldn't….," Kiku started, but too late. I had already hit the blonde with my elbow, which made him to groan and bend over. "…. do that…"

"Hah! That's what you get from being a flirt," Gil laughed, and the blonde just rolled his eyes.

"Now…. could you please tell me who these two are!?" I snapped, and glared at Gil, who was just smirking.

"Ja ja, no need to be so grumpy. Well, that flirt is Francis, and that airhead over there is Antonio," he explained, and pointed at each of them. I stared at them for a while, before picking up the boxes again, and headed to the school with Kiku.

"Come on, let's go…," I sighed and refused to look back.

"Was…. hey, come back!" Gil said, and ran after us, with Francis and Antonio following him.

"Do I need to punch you?" I growled, and glared at him, when he appeared on my other side, and took the other box I was carrying.

"Nein. But I want to help," he said, and for once I couldn't oppose him. So I just let him do whatever he wanted. For now. I just hoped that I wouldn't have to regret this decision later….


Okay soooo... I know I was asked to make longer chapters, BUT... I have written some of them already, so I can't change them at all without having to do something to other chapters as well... so I'm afraid the chapters will be short at least to the chapter six... because I'm writing it right now and I swear I'm trying to make it longer but it's not easy because I can't put too many things in one chapter... sorry... ^^'

Well, anyway, thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy my fanfic~

Oh and I did change my writing style a little, if you happened to notice. Because apparently my old writing style was confusing(which I understand) soooo... I hope you guys like this one more. :3