Hi there! So I was thinking that Blake had an unfortunate past but not about his family life. So I decided to give an insight and boy is this on a good one. This is still based in the present so bear that in mind. Fallen metal wings I now also up so check that out as it would really help me. Without further ado...

Enjoy!

I awoke to the sound of...nothing? I smelt food but why was the house not up in flames. I crawled out from under the covers of the mattress beside Koutei's bed and walked into the living room. I wiped the dust out of my eyes and sat down, taking my orange deck box that was sitting on the coffee table and began looking through the cards. Koutei had been playing against me a lot and won a lot at the same time. I still remembered my mother's words to me as she gave me the deck.

"Always remember to stay true to yourself even if this deck isn't you. Don't just keep it because I gave it to you. I want you to grow up strong and true so always remember that Blake." A blond haired woman in her late 30's said, looking down at a small 7 year old with messy blond hair and big, gleaming brown eyes.

"But what if I'm not good with your deck, then I might have to use something else and I don't want to let you down mum." Blake said. He always wanted to be strong for the families sake.

"Well do what feels right to you. But know I will always love you no matter what path you take."

"I love you too mum."

"Hey Blake?" Koutei said, bringing back to reality with my eyes watering. "Are still upset about something. Is there anything I can do?" Ever since I had the nightmares, he seemed to go out of his way for me. He tried way too hard sometimes and even ended up sick once but still didn't care. I would scold him for it because it was constant but we ended up laughing instead at how serious I was.

"No, I'm just thinking of my family." I said, the tears disappearing. I frowned as he put a plate of food in front of me. This would not end well.

"Relax, I followed a recipe this time." Again, he tried so hard.

"That never makes me feel any better Koutei." It actually wasn't that bad. We both ate while talking about what was going to happen in the coming days. We agreed that we had to go shopping for clothes and necessities but Koutei said he would do it on Monday while I was at school as Yuri had to go shopping with Gai and Gai; naturally scared witless of his older sister, managed to drag Koutei along with him. I also winced when he began talking about Thursday. A day that was supposed to be good but would be kept a secret. Oh well. As we began to watch the crap that was daytime television; as we were determined to have a peaceful day for once, the doorbell rang throughout the house. How typical. As Koutei opened the door,, I got up to see who was at our house as I was naturally curious. But as I heard a voice with an accent, my blood froze and my anger got to a point where I stormed to the front door, pushed Koutei aside and landed the most satisfying punch of my life. The figure who writhed in pain and gripped his jaw was who I thought it was. Tall, blond hair in the same style as mine, green eyes with small glasses and a long, angled face

"You have some bloody big nerves to come crawling back now!" I spat, my accent starting to show. Koutei was beyond shocked.

"Do you know him or something Blake?"

"Kenji Mitsusada, meet Joseph Lance Truman. My cursed brother.

ZZZ

We all sat opposite each other, not daring to breach the silence in fear of starting a feud. Too late for that. 200 years too late. So I decided to say something.

"Joe, why the hell are you here." My accent had disappeared but my anger lingered. My past should stay the past and yet the passage of time continued to haunt me.

"I'm here too bring you back." He said solemnly. I stood up, raging.

"HOW DARE YOU! DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID TO US WHEN YOU LEFT FOR THOSE BASTARDS BACK IN ENGLAND. THAT CURSED FAMILY FEUD FORCED OUR MOTHER AND FATHER HERE AND YOU LEFT FOR THEM RATHER THAN OUR OWN PARENTS! AND IT ALSO PATHED THE WAY FOR THEIR DEATHS WHEN THEY TRIED TO RETURN TO MAKE THINGS RIGHT." By now I was already tired and my eyes were waterfalls. I hated Joseph and he wanted to take me back.

"Maybe I should give you some room guys..." Koutei said quietly.

"Please stay, it'll give me a challenge when I'm trying to rip out Joe's throat." I said sharply, watching him squirm and wince.

"Listen, the feud showed that rules have to be followed and our parents broke them. I didn't realise the consequences but it was the right thing to do." Joe replied.

"Even now you say that when I'm here. Your despicable."

"I'm your brothe-"

"No your not! Koutei became my brother when he adopted me last month." He winced for some reason and muttered something that I caught. I shocked me to my core.

"I'm sorry you had to go through that..." He knew. He fucking knew I was abused. And he did nothing about it!

"How. Did. You. Know!"

He looked away. "When you have two large families, you have a lot of widespread sources."

I was shaking now. How could he.

"You miss...miss...missed their funeral. You missed it, left me to adoption and reaped in what was left for you. They were good people and you used them like garbage. You let me be abused..."

"It ended the feud!"

"It ended nothing! It will begin again as all feuds do as they all want the power. You threw their lives away and mine all because you gave into your own selfish convictions."

"I can take you by force!"

"NO! You can't. Firstly, because you admitted to wanting no part with me and we have it recorded at the police station. Secondly, I am officially in the care of Koutei and lastly, I am no longer English. I am now a citizen of Japan."

For once he was speechless. He got up, brushed his shoulders and left the house without another word. I ended up giving into my emotions. My Mother and Father had met and were as close as could be. The families were feuding but they still remained kind and together. But soon they were found and they fled at the sensible age of 22 and 24 respectively. They then had me 8 years later. When Joseph found out, he followed the feud and flew back to England but I remained. Two weeks later, they left to return to England to face the families and sort the feud out. They never got there. Instead, I was told my parents had died in a plane crash when I was with a babysitter. All possessions were left to me but Joseph claimed it all. Except for my fathers violin. He gave that to me. Then he left and I was put up for adoption. I hoped that he would take me with him but I heard the police call him and the entire family rejected me and said that I was to never be with them.

The tears were now flowing quickly and I heard Koutei but I could not listen. Instead I ran into the room next to the bedroom. The study or my room as it was now called. It was filled with books, books and more books and a small desk with stacks of paper and a pen. I was free to read and write my emotions. I did not see the sunset as I usually would or hear Koutei creep in to look over me. I only saw the curves and bends to an old style writing. I always wrote this way. I only saw my emotions. Back to square one I suppose or at least and great deal back. I still had my true family though.

There it is. I hope you enjoyed it and this was my favourite chapter to write as it gives an insight into his mind and family past. But as well, screw Joseph, that ass will not be appearing again as it was just unbearable to tear Blake's life apart even more which is why I kept it light hearted last time. As usual, I do not own anything except my OCs and all rights go to Bushiroad. Please review and as always, Tempest signing off.