A/N: This review is for Ru-Doragon. I like reviews and this one made me really cheerful. And a little crazy.
Not surprisingly, to coax Genkai back into a relationship it took weeks of hard work, sweet words and choc... Oh who am I kidding? Within an hour or so genkai had forgiven Toguro for his avian atrocity and they were well on their way back to a mostly healthy, quite intimate relationship. And Ani was busy thinking up his next attempt at breaking the two up. not because of jealousy of course. Just because they NEVER shut up. Ani shifted and turned a page in "Enslaving Demons For Fun and Profit" and scowled at the howling coming from the bedroom. He would have walked in to make sure they weren't doing it on HIS bed. The motel room provided by the tournament inexplicably had two beds, despite their team having five members like every other team. this would have been a bigger problem, but Ani had made a great sacrifice for the comfort of their team, by slaughtering the other two members and making team jerky, which Genkai thankfully had not yet asked for the ingredients of. The idea to check on the matter fled when he remembered that going in there would involve seeing his brother's butt. And while there were many admirers of said posterior, Ani was not one of them and in fact could live quite happily never seeing it bare again, especially after the first three years of the younger Toguro brother's life involved Ani becoming acquainted with said posterior while wiping it, diapering it and occasionally bringing in the garden hose when the blow outs got particularly bad. Ani made a small note in the margin of his book to tell that particular story to Genkai. Maybe it would scare her away for good.
A crash from the other room finally forced Ani to abandon his book and take a peek. He was relieved to note that from the angle his brother's ass wasn't visible, but the splintered remains of the wooden desk in the room were. He shut the door quietly and went searching his luggage for the first aid kit. Which wasn't there because why the hell would he have had a first aid kit? Ani Toguro was the last person to think about someone else getting a serious injury (or at least thinking about said serious injury when he wasn't surrounded by a bottle of lotion and a box of tissue) and could have cared less whether someone was badly hurt. When he recalled this basic fact about himself he stopped looking for the first aid kit and instead grabbed a box of tissue, a roll of duct tape and some vodka. Which in his opinion was as good as a first aid kit. Better in fact, since once he was done sterilizing the wounds he could drink the rest of the "anti-septic" and find a cute demon from one of the other teams to do terrible things to. Because it took a fair degree of intoxication to get Ani motivated enough to leave the couch and get laid, he promised himself he wouldn't waste too much on his brother and brother's woman's injuries. Just enough to hurt.
He grabbed a used brillo pad from the suite's sink for good measure and wandered into the room, where both partners were attempting to look innocent, as if the desk had attacked them and beaten the splinters into their nude skin. Oh, and it had stolen their clothes too. because they were fully dressed and making leprosy bandages for lepers in third world countries when the desk had lunged at them. Ani smirked at their bad attempts and tossed his handful of improvised medical equipment onto the chair that had previously been paired to the desk.
"You two need to either stop doing it on top of things, or you need to pick things that are sturdy." He advised them. "Or, if those don't work for you, put Genkai on a diet, she's turning into a butterball."