Katawa Shoujo- Nocturne

Tucker knew there was no time to lose as it meant making up the ground he had lost, Monday was the just the first day in the bucket when it came to it, he decided to do the two tests that were the most immediate part of the exam that needed to be done and he decided to do the easier ones to get them out of the way and save the harder ones for another day. For Tucker, he was excited for summer vacation, but he was still on the edge for what life was going to throw in front of him. After spending some time with Natsume and Naomi for dinner, he decided to make his way back to his dorm to see someone whom he didn't want to come across, it was Eleanor. Tucker studied her, Her left hand up to her wrist had been bandaged up for when she had crashed into the river a few days before, chasing Rin. Tucker felt tense but like usual, he decided to open with his usual self.

"Hey Eleanor, is there a reason you decided to come over?" Tucker asked. Eleanor looked at her older brother as her expression was lopsided. Tucker seemed to be confused about what Eleanor was trying to express herself with.

"I finished painting." Eleanor told Tucker, she opened her mouth to let out a yawn, "Gallery has made me exhausted." Tucker began to think. Eleanor was finished, did she have the chance to apologize for her behavior? Tucker tried his best to think about what she had to say.

"Shouldn't you be at the art gallery, preparing? Mr. Nomiya said the event was tomorrow afternoon." Tucker asked Eleanor why she was here and not at the gallery. Tucker tried his best to keep his emotions in check, deep down however, he was feeling insecure about it.

"They said no." Eleanor sighed. Tucker began to think about what they did at the art gallery, was the gallery owner getting all the paintings framed and ready to be displayed? Tucker continued to think. The only other person who knew the art gallery other than Eleanor was Rin and Tucker didn't know if it would be the best idea to contact Rin and talk about it to her.

"So why are you here?" Tucker asked Eleanor if she had a reason to come over. Tucker did his best to sound reasonable but if Eleanor was going to try any business and test his ire, he was going to be angry at her again.

"Felt like it." Eleanor told Tucker that she had felt like she came over and paid him a visit. Eleanor wasn't acting as prideful as she usually was, Tucker began to think: Was it the broken hand that damaged her pride and now she was on damage control? He tried his best not to think about it or let his anger get shaken free that he was trying to keep down inside of him.

Katawa Shoujo- Caged Heart

"Huh…" Tucker sighed in confusion. Eleanor usually had a better reason for visiting Tucker but those three words were her entire response. Eleanor then entered Tucker's room without his permission and decided to walk over. Tucker knew that Eleanor wasn't invited but at the same time he didn't want to throw her out. He hurried over and grabbed the stuffed cat he had and placed it in the closet for the time being. Eleanor claims Tucker's bed without asking permission, making Tucker wish that he had taken the time to make it before he left in the morning, then Eleanor stands up again as though she sat on hot coals. Tucker half-lean against the single corner of his desktop that was cleaned off though a few books remain there so he could study later on tonight, to rest my legs at least a little bit. Eleanor spends a few moments glancing curiously around his room. It makes him realize that she's never seen it before. For a moment, she actually looks like she's concentrating. Trying to get everything. This must be the eye for detail that makes her an artist. Since the room is small, she quickly runs out of things to look at, but nothing else transpires, allowing the uncomfortable silence to take over the atmosphere. The mood is chilly to say the least, and both of them are on guard, waiting for the other to make the first move. Of course, Eleanor could try to play this game forever. So it had to be Tucker. "So..." Tucker began, he wanted to see if he could crack Eleanor open and find out what she had deep down.

"So what?" Eleanor asked. Tucker quickly gives up because Eleanor never tries to open conversation, and because it seems that she wants to say something, and Tucker wanted to get it over with as fast as he could. Why else would she be here if she didn't want to talk? Tucker doesn't know what to say to himself. He wanted to be angry, but he couldn't bring himself to yell at her or anything, Eleanor was his little sister at the end of the day and he didn't want to hurt her feelings again if it meant trying to fix the relationship. His voice catches her attention, and she tries to search for words as well, but it seems that she is not entirely certain as to why she's here either. And so, Eleanor simply takes a few steps to close the distance between them and rises on the tips of her toes to try to even out the height difference. It was a bad idea. Maybe Eleanor should forget about it, and Tucker will too. It's a reflex, and almost as an afterthought, the words "no," "yes" and "maybe" simultaneously surface inside Tucker's mind. His hand is between her lips and his, a wall that he raised to guard against... something. Her breath feels warm against his fingers. The scent of her skin lingers about, the mysterious indescribable sensation that captures him and draws his eyes deep into hers. Tucker realized Eleanor was trying to kiss him but why? The look in Eleanor's eyes is surprised, quizzical as to why the impertinent hand prevented her advances. Her eyes are really big and glistening with moisture, and staring right into his own with a soft gaze that Tucker was having a hard time matching. Eleanor's half-open mouth makes her look even more confused, although the sensual way her lips are arching is signaling something completely different.

Katawa Shoujo- Breathlessly

"What was that for?" Tucker asked, he was still trying to sound reasonable but Eleanor was trying to take things further than he was comfortable with. Rin was someone completely different he was used to having been kissed by but not Eleanor. She was his sister at the end of the day.

"Please. I need you." Eleanor told Tucker that she needed him. A part of her trapped inside of her body, caged up and begging to be set free. The words come from her throat as a coarse whisper meant only for him, bypassing her tongue and teeth without giving them any chance to interrupt. They sober yet reasonable Tucker in an instant, and he clumsily flinches back to get a little bit of distance between them, painfully scraping against Tucker's desk in the process. Maybe it's her choice of words, maybe the way she says it, but something in it puts him off. Something is wrong, something is terribly wrong again.

"Need me for what?" Tucker asked, his voice was trying to match their mother's sternness, but it was clear Eleanor was trying to test him to make him angry again. All the unpleasant feelings emerge again, and Tucker feels his heartbeat suddenly increasing at least tenfold. Eleanor's eyes go out of focus and back again as her body relaxes from its tensed state, and she stands upright again.

"I don't think I was thinking about anything. Why do you draw patterns in that dust on your night table? There is a word for that kind of thing, but I can't remember..." Eleanor asked, she tried to figure out what the word for that was though Tucker had the urge to yell at her. He couldn't bring himself to do that as he was trying his best to hold it all back. Her remark almost throws him off track and Tucker gives a quick glance over her shoulder at the small table next to his bed, but Tucker can't see anything from this distance. So, she needed him for nothing specific? Just happened to come by because she thought Tucker would be glad to see her after she shut him out multiple times before, no complaints accepted even after not doing her homework and not attending her classes for the past few weeks. Completely altruistic motives? Felt like it?

"I want to be clear with you Eleanor, I can answer myself. To play mind games with whenever you want, to kiss whenever you want, to ignore whenever you want, to fulfill your whims whenever you want? Is that it? What do you need me for?" Tucker asked as he felt his anger building up inside of him. He was having a harder time trying to keep it constrained inside of him. Tucker's voice was starting to sound very angry again, even to himself. This wasn't good. Eleanor too finally catches the mood and her curious expression changes instantly to something more uncharacteristic.

"No…" Eleanor told Tucker. Tucker was confused though this briefly dissipates his anger. She leaves it at that, her eyes restlessly wandering around, searching the room as if the words she tries to find were written in the tapestries of his dorm's walls.

"Then what?" Tucker asked, trying his best to sound reasonable again. Eleanor closed her eyes and only muttered four words to her brother.

"I needed to paint." Eleanor muttered. Tucker began to think about the words. Paint. Of course. That's what artists do. The words reverberate through his wellbeing, beating in my blood over the piercing whistle of his anger. With Eleanor's lack of drive to do her schoolwork, yelling at her brother numerous times over the past couple of weeks that he was like their parents and wanted her to do what they instructed her to do Tucker was at a boiling point, any reason trying to reason with Eleanor needed to be chucked out the window. For years, he tried his best to be the responsible older sibling but now, he felt sick of his role and the only way to reason with Eleanor at this point was to scream at her.

Katawa Shoujo- Cold Iron

"Don't give me that, Eleanor! I'm not some damn muse of yours, free to play with for the sake of painting! I am not some medium for whatever you aspire to, I am me! So what if I don't know anything about my future? There's things I want, and things I care about! I can even dream of things other than nightmares!" Tucker screamed at Eleanor, he's yelling, but Tucker was way past the point of caring about things like that. Eleanor looks down at her toes and wiggles them a little melancholically while she takes in his outburst without saying anything to defend herself. Only after he has finished does she try to respond somehow.

"I can't do anything else. Or I can do all sorts of things, but I... can't... do. It's the only thing I sort of do properly. Most of the time." Eleanor told Tucker that she couldn't do anything about it. Tucker felt his anger subside for a moment. Tucker could understand completely. Art first, everything else second, or thousandth. Eleanor didn't want to do what her parents had instructed her to do and instead chose her own path of destruction. Tucker sounded like a ranting raving lunatic to his younger sister. He continued to shout in an effort to get rid of his ire.

"What about me? Am I nothing? When I was interested in art, did that make you feel like I was a little interesting, for a little while? Tell me. I really want to know. Did you ever think about my perspective, or is it just all you?" Tucker shouted at Eleanor; his voice wasn't as loud as it was before, but he was venting his anger out on the one person who had frustrated her beyond his breaking point. The words rise like bile in his throat. She looks alarmed but also annoyed. And also, completely uncomprehending, as if she just doesn't understand what Tucker was angry about. Tucker couldn't believe she could be so stupid.

"I didn't want to—?" This time it's Eleanor who interrupts herself in mid-sentence. Unable to say anything. She turned as her expression was one of anger as well. "Don't you understand? I can't." Eleanor told Tucker that she too was feeling his ire radiating off of her. Tucker knew she was just eating his stress away.

"Can't what? You never explain! How am I supposed to understand anything if you never say anything? Why don't you ever talk about anything other than art? Say something!" Tucker continued to shout at Eleanor. But Eleanor doesn't. Venting his anger at her feels satisfying. It feels wrong to take so much satisfaction in it, but Tucker couldn't stop much like yesterday with Rin trying to save the club from being disbanded and failing to do so. Not wanting to face his anger head-on, Eleanor turns around to steadfastly look out of his window even though there is nothing to look at. The worst of his ire gone, Tucker decided to shut up as he can't be bothered to keep on yelling at the back of her head, so silence finally returns. Tucker tries to discern some hints of her reaction through his adrenaline-distorted vision. His feedback was not the best kind, but he hoped Eleanor got the clue that she just can't ignore everything else whenever she feels like it. He'd hate it if she didn't. She never ever listens to anything, she's so unaffected by the world around her. Not this time, it seems. Her body is shaking from holding back tears, but Tucker already knows that Eleanor is not crying. Her indifference made him so furious. Now that it's gone, Tucker was at a loss. He wondered... Did he go too far? "Look, I…" Tucker began, he was trying his best to find some remorse to apologize for yelling at her but in doing so, Eleanor got angry and began to shout at him.

"Go away. Go away, Tucker and never come back. I don't care what happens to you, but I will be telling our parents about what you said as of today and I can continue to pursue what I can do forever. You are all alone on the streets with no one beside you. I never liked you as a brother to begin with " Eleanor ranted as she tried her best to express to Tucker that he wasn't the brother she was used to. Just a mere clone of the worst people she had ever met, and they continued to tie her down and restrain her. Then she shouted words of her own bile almost if Tucker's anger had hurt himself more than Eleanor. "RIN TEZUKA SHOULD SHOVE IT!" Eleanor screamed at Tucker. Her voice is loud and tired as she says this, but he could hear the words clear as day. ... What is there to say any more?

"Don't you dare to bring her into this." Tucker told Eleanor as he stood his ground. Rin meant a lot to him, and Eleanor was trying to take everything away much like the art teacher, the club he could let go of but Rin, Rin meant a lot to him. Letting her go would shatter him completely.

"You don't deserve her, dump her already. I hoped we never came to this school in the first place, and you would still be under my control and my friends. In fact, I wished I still had my fingers. Whatever happened in that car crash has ruined me forever, pack your bags and get out." Eleanor told Tucker to leave and not return but to Tucker, he knew he had to stand his ground.

"This is my room. You leave." Tucker told Eleanor that this was his dorm and he told her that she should be the one to get out. The blunt, hollow remark is a fitting conclusion for this unpleasant discussion that became an even more unpleasant and the two-sided yelling match. After a moment of collecting herself, Eleanor has finally given up, Tucker can see it from the way she slumps her shoulders and walks out. Even though she deliberately looks in the other direction, Tucker can see how she's biting the corner of her lip so hard it might start bleeding if she won't stop. As she makes her exit, Tucker realizes that she left the door open when she came in and his yelling must've echoed around the dorm hallways.

Tucker sighs. Now that she's gone, he was left alone with his guilt. As the thumping in his chest slowly subdues, anxiety replaces it. Somehow, Tucker feels that none of this would've ever happened if not for Eleanor constantly shouting and her lack of words had caused this to happen. Tucker's screaming didn't help either. No matter how infuriating, unbearable and outrageous Eleanor was, she is not the Eleanor he thought he knew. The Eleanor that he expected her to be. ... Was it the car accident who caused all this by Eleanor mindlessly taking her chances with the art exhibition? Was he directly responsible for saving Eleanor in the car crash thus having her become like she has been for the past weeks? Tucker can't think of any other explanation for her weird behavior than the exhibition and all the things that came along with it. Maybe it was the only way that could have brought them closer, but all it did was separate them further away from each other, and now beyond the reach of either of them could mend the broken relationship.

Tucker closed the door and gripped it; he began to bang his head hard against the door. Multiple times, to make sure it hurts. He then felt the door open as he then collapsed and banged his head on the floor really hard, everything seemed to go to black again.

Black, the color of uncertainty, the darkness that engulfed the world with its dark blanket. A cold reminder of what mood everyone should not be in.

"Is he going to be, okay?" A voice called out; it sounded like Rin.

"My professional opinion?" Another voice called out.

"Yes." Rin's voice called out again for his attention.

"Ten out of ten. He's going to be alright." The voice told her what exactly had happened.

"Tucker, are you okay?" Rin asked as Tucker opened his eyes. He looked at Rin who was sitting on him.

"Eleanor came over and we got in another fight, and she told me to dump you but… I can't." Tucker began. He was still feeling the remorse from his anger he vented on Eleanor though Eleanor had fired back at him and did even more damage to him. Tucker looked away as if he was going to pour rain from his eyes like clouds on a rainy day.

"Tucker. I don't want you to leave me just because your sister told you to do something hurtful. I love you for who you are. Remember when we talked in the wheat field? I meant it and don't let this get in the way. Shinichi told me we are having the art exhibition tomorrow and he wants us to come over but… I don't know if you would be able to handle anything else especially with Eleanor's words firing back on you." Rin began telling Tucker that she was reassuring him that he didn't want to dump her, it was the last thing he wanted to do however, and she needed him just as much as he needed her. Rin laid down and began to hug Tucker whose tears were streaming down his cheek. He felt like he had broken something he couldn't fix. "Tucker, we're running out of time. We only have tomorrow afternoon to set things right and figure out the truth about what happened to you and maybe your parents could figure out what exactly happened. I'm going to talk to your parents first and tell them what happened, then maybe they would want to chat with you." Rin told Tucker that he should have his feelings shattered by Eleanor's rudeness. Rin was determined to set things right.

"I hope you know what you are doing Rin. I don't want to lose my dorm neighbor." William expressed to Rin. Rin nodded. Tomorrow was going to be the day where Tucker and Eleanor were on the firing line.

Rin was going to tell their parents the truth.

[A/N]: I made this chapter in a couple of hours and Rin is now making the big moves to try to set everything right. This chapter was mostly just Eleanor and Tucker yelling at each other and Tucker coming to regret his actions though he felt like he needed to vent all of his frustration and Eleanor's irresponsibility on her. Now Rin is preparing to bomb the ever-living daylights out of Eleanor as an act of revenge. The next chapter will be the art exhibition and the truth that comes from this will shock you. You will definitely not believe who their parent's side with. See you in the next chapter.