31. Rage

Seeing the bruises littering his baby brother's arms, neck and face as he slept peacefully in the hospital bed, Ryousuke felt rage like he never had before. Smoothing the soft pink hair out of Haruichi's face, he left the room, determined to find those who had put him there and teach them why they shouldn't have messed with the youngest Kominato.

32. Empty

Empty. It was fucking empty. Shaking the jug upside down as though it would magically produce more, Haruichi sighed and tossed it into the trash, glaring at his older brother who he knew had taken the last of the milk. Ryousuke simply smiled.

Staring at his big brother, Haruichi wrapped a blanket around Ryousuke's shoulders, curling up next to him. Swallowing back tears, he smiled up at the elder Kominato, silently wondering how someone's eyes could look so empty when they were still so young.

Listening to the silent drip of the blood off the knife, Haruichi stared at the bodies around him. He knew he should feel something, remorse, sadness, anger, anything. So why did he just feel so empty?

33. Anger

Does he ever get angry? How many times had he been asked that? I've never seen him mad before. They were lucky. He probably doesn't even know how to get mad. Hiding under his bed and holding his breath, Ryousuke wanted to laugh. Haruichi didn't get angry often, but when he did it was best to run as far as you could.

34. Fury

Fury was different than anger. Anger was the immediate reaction of loud voices or throwing things. Haruichi wasn't angry. No, he was furious. Fury was the slow build up, the sudden unleash of pent up anger. Gulping slightly, Ryousuke finally understood the difference.

35. Delight

Chuckling slightly, Ryousuke used his thumb to wipe some whipped cream off his little brother's cheek, licking it off afterwards. He knew he shouldn't give him more sweets than what he's had that day, but the look of pure delight as he was eating it made him ask "Do you want another Haru-chan?"

36. Submission

Barely even able to get to his knees, Ryousuke panted and glared up at the man, putting shaking hands out in a feeble attempt to protect his little brother. He didn't care how much pain he had to suffer, he would never submit to this monster.

37. Infatuation

From the first moment he saw his big brother play, Haruichi was infatuated with baseball.

38. Anticipation

Hands gripping the railing of the dugout tightly, Haruichi and the rest of the Seidou team waited to see if Ryousuke had gotten to the base safely or if he'd been tagged out. Nearly holding their breaths, they leaned forward when the umpire's mouth opened.

39. Pessimistic

"It's not going to work." "Don't be so pessimistic Haruichi, have faith in your older brother." "I'm not being pessimistic, I'm telling you it's not going to work." "Yes it will." "No it won't." "Yes it-" "…" "…" "Told you it wouldn't work."

40. Jolly

Smiling to himself as he walked through the crisp morning air, Ryousuke took a deep breath and tugged his jacket a little tighter. He didn't get much time to himself lately, and the silence was a nice change from the constant noise that was the dorms. Humming softly, he continued on his way.

41. Grasping

Haruichi clung to his brother, grasping in the dark for the elder Kominato's hand. Tears were rolling down his cheeks as he found it, sobbing slightly and feeling for a pulse. Burying his face in his big brother's shirt, he cried and screamed. There was none.

42. Agitation

"Calm down." "I can't!" "Calm down." "But it's been too long!" "Calm down!" "But what if-" Ryousuke cut his little brother off with a glare. "Haruichi. They only left five minutes ago. It takes twenty minutes to get to the store. They're fine." Pouting at his big brother, Haruichi kept his mouth shut but continued to pace. He couldn't help it! Anyone would be worried when the rain was pouring as hard as it was. He hoped Satoru and Youichi were alright.

43. Calm

The calm, steady heartbeat of his older brother always made him feel safe. It meant everything was all right. It meant there was no reason to worry. Laying atop the elder Kominato now, Haruichi wished he could hear it again. The silence was beginning to get too loud.

44. Astonished

"You…you did this for me?" Ryousuke stared at the shirt in his hands, astonished. The material was soft, and it looked slightly lopsided, with the words sewn on crooked, indicating it was clearly handmade. Looking back to his little brother who flushed and ducked his head with a small smile, the elder Kominato hugged him. "This is the best birthday present ever. Thank you."

45. Loneliness

Sighing a little, Haruichi stared out the window at the snow. Normally he'd be out playing in it with his big brother, but Ryousuke was sick and he wasn't allowed in to see him. Curling his knees to his chest and resting his head on top, the youngest Kominato felt lonely. It wasn't fun to play in the snow by yourself.