She hurriedly entered the hall that had previously been silent. She tried to quietly catch her breath as Bankotsu and Jakotsu looked up to her with blank, calm expressions. It irked her.

"Where the hell were you?" Bankotsu asked in a whisper. He and Jakotsu were on a bench outside the room she assumed to be Renkotsu and/or Suikotsu's. She opened her mouth and found her throat had gone dry. How was she to explain she had been with the person who premeditated this damage done on her brothers? "Well?" His brows knotted together and she heard a whimper escape her barely parted lips.

"Bankotsu, stop, you're scaring her." Jakotsu glared and Bankotsu never took his eyes off his sister's.

"Good." He growled a little and she just stared.

"Stop, you know she wouldn't take part in this." Jakotsu shook his arm and he remained glaring harshly at her.

"…I'm sorry." She got out in a cracked voice.

"Sorry? You're fucking sorry?" He scoffed, half laughing but they knew it was only to cover his true emotions. "I don't fucking believe this."

"Bankotsu." Jakotsu stopped him and he there was a pause.

"I don't believe you." He said in a barely audible voice, directly at Masumi.

"…are they ok?" She asked, pretending she didn't hear the last comment.

"Are they ok?" He repeated.

"Mr. Schichinitai?" A doctor came down the hall and they all looked over.

"Hiten! Hiten! Hiten!" Souten chanted. He lay lazily on his back on the couch, flicking through the channels. It generally pissed him off that he felt bad for upsetting her. But he just reminded himself over and over.

Bankotsu deserved it.

"Hitennn." She drawled.

"What?" He groaned, still not averting his eyes from the TV.

"I'm hungry."

"Go cook." He rolled his eyes, stopping at the news when he saw a familiar face.

"I'm too li-" She stopped and muffled her rant to him as he covered her mouth with his bare hand.

"Go play." He whispered.

"Huh?" She blinked.

"Go fucking play, Souten." He demanded and she slapped his wrist away and unwillingly went to her room. He turned the volume up and felt his familiar smirk grace his lips.

Revenge was always sweet.

"I'm…very sorry to have to tell you this." The doctor frowned and Masumi felt her heart sink, though she didn't dare look to her brother's face.

"What is it?" Jakotsu asked, breaking the tense air.

"Renkotsu….has passed away."

Masumi tensed when she felt her brother's tight grip on her arm.

He sped as fast as he could to where he knew they would be. He pulled up directly in the front of the building and rolled down his tinted windows. She came out in tears, as expected, and to his surprise, her brother wasn't wit her. She sat on the bench outside and buried her face in her hands. He kept his stern face the best he could manage.

"Masumi." He called out and she slowly looked up. She glared when she saw him and her body started trembling. "Get in." He ordered and she just continued to stare. He challenged her gaze with her own, looked back at the door to make sure nobody was there, and made her way to the Navigator. She crawled in the passenger side and stared at her lap as he drove off with her.

"….why did you do that? Why…why would you?" She whispered and he didn't answer for a short while.

"He blamed you for it?" He asked and glanced over to see her nod her head up and down. "Because he wouldn't take the blame himself." He scoffed and she remained silent, staring at her lap. "…he pulled a stunt at my brother's funeral…a severe one, on top of murdering him; I was just paying him back." He answered.

"What'd he do?" She looked up.

"…ask Hitomi." Was all he said, and she didn't question anything else for the rest of the ride.

Sorry it's short…a filler more or less. Review please x)