Something like Suicide

Day Thirteen - 045

Tuesday

The snow stopped falling in the late afternoon, and of course Syo was the first one to know. He had practically be waiting by his window wishing it would stop. Kaoru, who sat on his older brother's bed reading a book, couldn't help but to glace over at him with a smirk. He stretched his arms over his letting the words on the page leave his sight.

"What do you want to go outside so bad for?" The younger blond asked.

Syo shrugged at him, changing the subject rather suddenly. "When do you think dad is coming home? We haven't heard for him or the others in a while."

Kaoru rolled over on to his stomach resting his chin on his outstretched palm. His blue eyes gazed at the ceiling as he thought. It had been a while. Usually their trips didn't last this long without someone running back to inform the people. Though sometimes, after a large amount of snow they would find themselves unable to come home, but Kaoru doubted that had happened. they probably just lost track of time do guy things, or whatever they did. It wasn't something that they should have to worry about.

"Hey, do you think I could meet your new friends?" Kaoru said absentmindedly.

Syo's head snapped back quickly to look at his brother. With the nervousness apparent in his shaken hands, that he wiped on his gray shirt, he answered. "N-no I don't think so."

"Oh." The younger of the two raised his eyebrows at the other. He was rather curious about they friends. From what he had gathered they didn't live in town, and if they did, they weren't known well. But they had just showed up one day leading others, that Kaoru had asked, to believe that they had recently moved in. Even so, the question that kept popping into Kaoru's mind was; Why move to such a remote town? they didn't seem interested in having relationships with many of the towns people and from what little he had heard about them, they were all rather young. None seen had looked to be over their mid twenties. And the fact that they had picked his brother, out of all the people in the village, to be friends with was strange enough as it was. Syo barely left the house most days. Why would they want a friend like that?

Kaoru shook his head rapidly, drawing no attention from his brother. No, he hadn't meant to sound so mean to his big brother. Of course Syo would have friends. It would be horrible if he didn't. Just why them? Why the creepy new people that Kaoru knew next to nothing about? Why that weird blonde? And why couldn't he get Natsuki's annoying voice out of his head? It wasn't like he wanted to know the weird new guy or anything. But the fact his brother refused to introduce them made him mad. Though he wasn't sure why. With a small sigh his thoughts drifted away from that. He had been talking with Otoya earlier that day in class. The redhead was so excited...

"Syo are you excited for school tomorrow?"

His head bobbed a little. "It won't be the same without Sensei."

"Yeah." Kaoru said quietly. Without Fujimoto there classes seemed dull. Naturally the older Kurusu, having to find out eventually, was heartbroken. His mother refused to let him go to the burial. All the 'Get well soon wishes', and 'Can't wait to have you back in my class' were all in vain. And knowing his brother as well as he did, Syo probably felt terrible, even if he said nothing.

Never the less, after talking about such a depressing topic, Syo turned to his brother with a smile plastered on his pale face. "Finally."

Mrs Kurusu was a firm women most times. Her husband was often gone hunting or doing things around the town. She was left with her two boys, being the best housewife and mother she could be. Even though her degree in archaeology was wasted, she didn't complain much, she didn't really have time to complain. After having her twins she gave up on the idea of having that kind of career. Though her husband didn't try to detour her from that path, it was her own mothering instinct that made her want to be with her children. If she were to look back on the first time Syo had been sick, she had no reason for complaining. Surely she would have been off in another country excavating a site, with her husband having his own job he would have been there, and a mere babysitter wouldn't have known what to do.

So for such a strong women, even she had bad times. Times when she wished her oldest son didn't rush out the door. Times when she wished she didn't have to yell at her younger son to get him to skid to a halt. And especially times when she didn't have to almost break down in tears. But Mrs. Kurusu was far to strong a women to cry in front of anyone never mind her own children.

"Kaoru, you know there has been no word from your father in quite some time." She said her voice slightly wavering.

His hand fell from the door knob as his head slowly turned towards her. the cold air drifted into their warm house. slowly after a moment of though his lips curved down into a slight frown. "Yeah."

"You know what that means?"

"Yeah."

"When they send out the search party, I want you to not be a part of that." Her voice was firm.

His blue eyes met hers. "Why?"

She turned her back to him, letting him know he was dismissed and could follow after his brother. "Because I said so."

After hearing the door close behind her, Mrs. Kurusu sighed. She was a firm, strong women. So as morbid as it was, she had to be prepared for the worst.

It had only been a moment worth of talking but in that time Kaoru had completely lost sight of Syo. The smaller blonde looked as if he was running off to the park when Kaoru met his mother's gaze. Yet when he arrived, his brother was nowhere to be seen.

"Geez, Syo, where in the world did you go?" He huffed aloud, breath puffing out in a foggy mist in front of his face.

"He went that way." The smooth voice said.

Kaoru looked up. His eyes widened. Up in the tree none other than Natsuki sat. His pale left hand pointed towards the small shop that Reiji worked at part time, and the other rested behind his head as he leaned back on the tree. One leg hung down barely swinging in the breeze. His green eyes were closed and his silvery frames pushed up into his messy blonde mop of hair.

"Natsuki." He breathed.

Those beautiful green eyes opened and looked down upon him. The cheery, happy expression that the younger twin had been expecting never came. All that appeared was a cold smile.

...Phew...

-Chaotic-