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~excure


The Shions' Chamber.

The blue-haired vocaloid flew into the house at full speed, locking all the door clips. Breathing heavily he sank down the wall. Finally he could run away! Diva actually turned out to be even more possessive than Luka (and much more dangerous). She kept following Shion's every tiny step, smiling innocently and showing her hatchet every other minute. Even when he made an excuse, he had to use public toilet, she let him go but stayed nearby watching the door. Thank Master there was a window, so Kaito managed to escape somehow.

It certainly was risky just to wander around the park, returning to the Singing House would be even riskier (Kaito didn't forget about Meiko and Luka both going crazy); so after all thought and doubt he decided to go to his brothers', hoping nobody was home. The Shions were still holding grudge since his epic debut. The hardest case was Akaito, who curled his lips in disdain every time they accidently met in the same studio.

Kaito looked carefully through the window curtains and breathed a sigh of relief – Miku was nowhere to be seen. How would she know about their family crib anyway?

"Kaito?.."

A familiar voice caught him off guard so he jumped and accidentally hit the door. Kaito turned and saw Akaito staring at him.

"Aaa… uuum... Hai," Kaito managed to utter, not knowing how to start this for so long time delayed family conversation.

"Kaito, my dear!" the Elder brother sang almost at the verge of tears, rushing to him and holding him tight, "I missed you much!"

"Um… yeah… Akaito, are you alright?" Kaito asked to make sure, looking in doubt at his shining brother.

"Of course! Couldn't be better, my sweetie!" He replied still holding Kaito tight and gently caressing his back.

"Ah… well okay then," Kaito calmed down but then it just clicked in his mind, "Wait, how you just called me?"

"Sweetie…" Akaito spoke slowly and so softly, as if tasting the word, "You don't like it?"

"Well actually…" Kaito started.

"Yes, yes I understand, it sounds a bit childish,'m sorry," he agreed right on the spot, "to me you are still my baby brother! Even though we have already grown up…"

Kaito was about to relax already, when Akaito thought a bit and said, "Yeah… Grown up enough for all kind of things, ah?" He winked and not letting Kaito go from his hug, moved hands lower… a little lower down his back. Kaito froze in cold sweat.

"Uuum… What kind of things?" He asked carefully trying to escape from this, not so brotherly, hug.

"All kind, my blue brother," Akaito licked his lips, with a hungry smile.

"No… I don't think… Don't," Kaito mumbled chocking on words, pressing his hands against Akaito's chest and feeling one of his buttocks being squeezed.

"Why not?" Akaito sounded sincerely surprised, and then he gently licked Kaito's cheek. Akaito looked at his brother: the blue-haired one was fuming red and about to say something angry; he laughed then and let Kaito go.

"Come, I'll show you something," he said and went towards the stairs. Kaito hesitated for a moment but then looked around in confusion and followed Akaito upstairs.

"Our guys are all away," the elder explained, while they were walking along the endless corridor with the doors of all colors. "Everybody's off to Ted's party…"

"And you?" Kaito asked. Usually it would be Akaito to rush to parties; he would be the one to booze up into oblivion and start a kick-ass fest, which later would turn either to step dance session on the table or a sentimental speech, something like 'what the fuck you all are stupid jerks and douchers… especially you, you and yeah, you there, mop-head!" It all would culminate in another fight or massive orgy. As luck would have it.

"Somebody has to take care of the house," Akaito shrugged his shoulders, "Plus, since I broke Ted's glasses with baguette bread, he is not so happy to see me anymore. Why is that, I wonder?"

Kaito gulped nervously.

'Why did you do that?"

Akaito stopped all of a sudden, so that Kaito, still walking, jumped into his back.

"He said…" The elder one clenched his fists, "He said that your songs are pathetic. That no other vocaloid sang as lame as you, ever. Well, only that baguette helped me to prove him wrong. A perfect reason, especially when it is flying right at your face."

Kaito's jaw dropped. What?! Because of him, Akaito hit Ted? The world inside Kaito's head giggled hysterically and turned upside down.

"But you only told me," he started awkwardly, "that my signing is lamest; there is no worse singer than me and I'm tolerated only because of my pretty-pretty face…"

Akaito turned towards brother and looked at him intensely.

"That's a different story," he said seriously, "I'm older, so it's okay. This was … some… hmm… somewhat a brotherly lesson!"

You suck, you unlucky freak! How even our family tolerates you, howling shame!.. yeah, quite a lesson! Kaito thought with resentment, frowning at Akaito. The elder one sighed heavily.

"Well, don't be angry, please," Akaito gave up, unable to resist stern blue eyes, "yes, sometimes maybe I went a bit too far, but…"

Not too far – all the way to the other side of the world it seemed like! Kaito grumbled in his thought. He expected anything – apologies, swears, a new lecture, but not what actually followed Akaito's words.
"…but just because I loved you," Akaito concluded. He looked at his brother and smiled sadly, "only you didn't notice that."
Kaito's thoughts felt tied in a knot, his jaw dropped again.

"What?" He could only manage to say in a hoarse voice.

"Now, you'll see," promised Akaito and opened the last door – screaming red, with an oversized plate on it: "DO NOT ENTER, BITCHES!"

There appeared the elder Shion's room. It looked like it didn't change at all during all those years: the same scarlet walls, a jar of chili on the small table, the old red lamp (its shape strongly reminded of pepper), all looked same, only… now there were a few curious things, which tried to blend into the all red palette, but actually they looked horribly out of place.

"This is… what, posters?" Kaito asked unable to believe his own eyes.

The walls were almost completely covered with numerous posters of himself, photo shoots of his music videos, some scrap from newspapers and magazines… On the floor, there used to be Akaito's hard rock and k-rock CDs scattered around but now… they were all Kaito's CDs! On the bed, Kaito spotted a hug pillow carefully covered with blanket. It would be even all right but the pillow had a life-size picture of Kaito Shion with a dirty smile!

"Da… dakimakura?!"Kaito blurt out, throwing off the blanket.

"Well…" Akaito looked embarrassed, averting his eyes.

The pillow looked horribly overhugged, definitely bitten in some places and worn almost to the last thread. Much to his shock Kaito noticed it was stained a bit… with something white.

Damn, I want to unsee it! Kaito hurriedly covered the bed with blanket and closed his eyes in horror. It only occurred to him now, that there was no one around, only him alone with his stalker brother.

"Don't get scared," a whisper came from behind and Kaito felt strong hands hugging him, "I won't let anyone hurt you, ever!.."
Akaito took a deep breath and nestled his face into brother's hair. Kaito carefully opened his eyes. Well, at least nobody was trying to rape him so far.

But it looks like it won't take long, he had to admit gloomily in his mind, as Akaito's hand started moving slowly towards his groin. Time to run. Now!

"Um, I'm very happy and things like that," Kaito started speaking, gently trying to escape from his brother hug, "but I'm afraid, I must go…"

"No," Akaito calmly replied, roughly pressing Kaito against the wall, "you are not going anywhere. From now on, you are completely MINE… Kaito-chan."

Akaito's hands already got under his brother's coat. Kaito felt the elder's hot tongue on the neck and barely could hold in a moan. His body reacted to all the intense fondling exactly how it supposed to – with a boner. He had to invent something and as fast as possible, while his little gray cells were still in the head.

"Umm… Ah… Akaito!" Kaito managed to speak, fighting his urge to send everything to hell and go with the tide, "Before… we… do THIS… can I, well… to bathroom?"

The red-haired one froze, thinking over what he heard, then nodded, reluctantly letting his brother go.

"Okay," he said, "but come back soon… I'm gonna show you an unforgettable Valentine's day!"

"Yes, my dear!" Kaito turned around at the entrance and blew Akaito a kiss, to dispel any suspicion.

The elder one grinned and started digging in the table drawers – obviously, looking for condoms.

When Kaito found himself in the hall, he ran at full speed like crazy. He only got delayed at the entrance door, mixing up all numerous locks and clips in panic.

"Oh come on, open! Now!" He thought, pulling the handle in despair. He could hear steps from behind. Someone was walking downstairs.

"Kaito?.."

When Akaito came downstairs, he could find only wind blowing through the wide open door and a lonely little bush of tumble grass dancing around.