It Starts, It Ends

Chapter 3

And here starts the actual plot of this fic. Any further thoughts will be italicized as in the previous chapters.

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I didn't know he was so far gone.

Now, I don't know what to do,

When I hear my older brother sob.

It's like my heart's been ripped in two.~

I can't believe this. My brother wants to die. I always thought that he was able to overcome his sorrows to an extent. How could I have been so stupid? I should have just comforted him every time I heard him cry, even if he pushed me away! Nii-san…

~I walk in to see the glint of a blade.

Then I see all the red.

He slashes the knife down his wrist,

As he sits on his bed.~

I threw open the door. He was sitting on his bed with tears streaming down his cheeks. His eyes were red… And so was the blood dripping down his arms. In horror, I realized that Nii-san had a small knife in his hand. The cuts on his arms were… vertical.

Oh my God…

~ He looks up as I rush to him.

My heart breaks as he cries.

But his wounds have started to heal,

By the time I reach his side.~

Within moments, I was at his side. With some relief, I saw that his wounds were already starting to heal, so he wouldn't die. However… that relief was quickly dashed when his sobs escalated.

"Yukio… Don't hate me… Please… Don't hate me… Don't hate me…," he cried.

~I don't care if I get covered in blood,

I hug my brother close to me.

While he screams and wails,

I comfort my brother silently.~

I grabbed him and pulled him into a tight hug. His blood soaked into my shirt, but I don't care.

"I'm sorry… I'm sorry… I'm sorry…," Nii-san wails.

I tried to say something to help him, but to no avail. My words all got stuck in my throat. So, I just continue hugging him until his wounds are completely healed and his sobbing quiets down.

What have we done to him…?

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And there's the chapter.

Maybe this isn't necessary, but I feel like I should say this to clear up any potential misunderstandings. This fic will not be shipping Rin and Yukio, or anyone for that matter. I'm just saying this because a lot of people ship them, but I don't really like incest. So, don't expect there to be any if you believed that was the direction I was going in. Okay, explanation over.

Squirrel out!