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Indie multimuse for the Reverse Age AU, penned by Marcy, Blog Established 6-21-17.

[reversedtimes]

Jyushimatsu blinked when the male approached the younger boys, not quite sure what he was doing. He canted his head to the side when he pulled the candy out and gave it to Choromatsu.

Choromatsu looked down at the chocolate that had been put in his hands, but before he could thank Oso the male was already hurrying off after Jyushimatsu. The third youngest made a face, but turned back to Ichimatsu to share the candy with him, breaking off a much smaller piece for Karamatsu.

Jyushimatsu hummed happily, offering a grin. “That was nice of you, I’m sure they’re happy about that! We don’t give them candy very often!” only because it was an expense they tried not to indulge in.

The second eldest lead him to a bedroom that looked like it had been hastily picked up and moved around. “Here, this is where you’ll stay, okay?” he questioned. “Is this place okay?”

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Oso tried to give a smile, though he bet it came out a bit awkward. He followed Jyushimatsu to the room he would be staying in and looked around. He noticed how it look hastily put together, and felt his OCD activate a bit. He didn’t mind, of course, since he was just suddenly dropped off with no warning. The blond was sure to clean the room the way he wanted it after he unpacked his stuff.

“It’s alright…” he said, giving a nod and giving an awkward smile again. He walked further in and set his stuff in a corner of the room where it wouldn’t be in the way. “I’ll clean a little bit though…is that alright?” He glanced back at the other brother. This was their house and he didn’t want to overstep their boundaries by cleaning up a space that wasn’t really supposed to be his in the first place.

He began to pinch his hands in anxiety, the stress getting to him now from his hidden thoughts about how his dad was doing and how this was going to go. He didn’t need to go to school, he could teach himself just fine, and he could take care of kids from babysitting in the past so he was fine with looking after the younger brothers if it came down to it. He…should probably be telling this to the older brothers but he just wanted to be alone to get his stuff in order in this room.

[reversedtimes]

Jyushimatsu blinked when he asked if he could clean up the room. He laughed jokingly. “Wow! someone who wants to clean up around here!” he mused, but then nodded. “This is your space-- as long as you don’t, like, break anything on purpose or do any major changes like, panting or something without permission, you’ve got free reign in here!”

“Okay, I am gonna work on dinner, if you need me you can just call me!” he hummed, turning and leaving him to do as he pleased for the moment, seemingly already trusting the male alone in their house.

Oso would not be interrupted until later when the front door would open and someone would announce their arrival. There was the sound of Choromatsu and Karamatsu happily chirping ‘Nii-san!’ before the voices quieted down to normal chit-chatter. Jyushimatsu would knock a few minutes after that.

“We’re gonna eat, if you’re hungry.”

[reversedtimes]

Jyushimatsu blinked when the male approached the younger boys, not quite sure what he was doing. He canted his head to the side when he pulled the candy out and gave it to Choromatsu.

Choromatsu looked down at the chocolate that had been put in his hands, but before he could thank Oso the male was already hurrying off after Jyushimatsu. The third youngest made a face, but turned back to Ichimatsu to share the candy with him, breaking off a much smaller piece for Karamatsu.

Jyushimatsu hummed happily, offering a grin. “That was nice of you, I’m sure they’re happy about that! We don’t give them candy very often!” only because it was an expense they tried not to indulge in.

The second eldest lead him to a bedroom that looked like it had been hastily picked up and moved around. “Here, this is where you’ll stay, okay?” he questioned. “Is this place okay?”

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While Oso sat there on the couch eating, the two elder children had been peeking at him and whispering softly. Eventually the older looking one made a face and shoved the younger one, who jumped and nodded, turning to walk over to him, obviously nervous to do so. He seemed to be younger, though not as small as the baby or Karamatsu were.

The boy stared for a solid minute or so without saying anything, as if trying to think of what to say. Finally he wrung his hands together and looked down at his feet before looking back up at the elder nervously.

“A-ah, so you’re staying with us, Mister?” he questioned, canting his head to the side slightly. The prospect seemed to excite but also worry him all at the same time.

Oso blinked and looked at the child that walked to him once he noticed their presence. The blond gave a soft sigh before putting his phone down to talk to the kid. It wasn’t their fault that he was here…

“Yeah, it would seem so…Sorry for intruding in on your home and stuff…” Oso said, giving the kid a little bow of his head. He looked away, not quite used to others at the moment. Although he was usually great with kids, the stresses that built up from being with other foster families had seemed to affect him more than he thought.

“…” Oso didn’t know what else to say, so he returned to messing with his phone, hunching down slightly. He wasn’t really intimidated by the children, rather he was more intimidated and stressed from his current situation.

No wonder foster kids end up troubled…this is killing me…

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When he sighed the boy flinched back, nervous that he had said something upsetting to the elder. He began to wring his hands together harder, enough that it was leaving marks.

“Y-you’re not intruding... i-its nice having someone new here...” the child corrected him pretty quickly, offering a small smile, though it faded when Oso just went back to his phone. He muttered something akin to a ‘sorry’ before creeping back over to the other boy, slumping as he sat back down in front of the TV next to him.

The elder male finally came back and he grinned, not bothering to sit again. “Okay! We got a room you can stay in! I can show you it!” he chirped, seemingly in a much better mood. “I was worried we didn’t have a place, but it’s good!”

[reversedtimes]

Foster kid? “Drop you off, we don–” he stopped. It seemed the people didn’t really care about this guy all that much. He knew they didn’t have money or resources for this, but… he could work more. He couldn’t condone him or Totty sending someone away like this. He forced himself to glance at the files before offering a faint, forced smile.

“A-alright, Oso-kun. We gotta wait for my Niisan to get home, but then we can get you settled in. It shouldn’t be long…” he replied, slumping. How were they gonna handle this? Why them anyways? They were already constantly being watched for being ‘unfit’ to handle the younger four and technically him too.

“A-ah… feel free to get comfortable.” he muttered, standing up and excusing himself to probably make a phone call.

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Oso sighed softly, eating more of his popsicle. He watched the other leave and slumped himself. They didn’t want him here either. Well, that was fine. The blond didn’t care…He could survive on his own. He wished the social worker didn’t knock on the door so Oso could have just walked away…

He finished off his popsicle and looked around at the other kids but didn’t make an effort to get to know them. He knew he would get taken away eventually or maybe he would find somewhere else to live, so it was best not to get too attached to anyone else.

He brought out his phone and began to play his game again as he waited for the other teen to come back. He already had a job so that was no problem. Sure, the job was a bit…unethical in the eyes of society but it was a job that paid him so Oso wasn’t complaining. He will tell the older ones in the family that when they were present since he didn’t want to repeat himself otherwise.

[reversedtimes]

While Oso sat there on the couch eating, the two elder children had been peeking at him and whispering softly. Eventually the older looking one made a face and shoved the younger one, who jumped and nodded, turning to walk over to him, obviously nervous to do so. He seemed to be younger, though not as small as the baby or Karamatsu were.

The boy stared for a solid minute or so without saying anything, as if trying to think of what to say. Finally he wrung his hands together and looked down at his feet before looking back up at the elder nervously.

“A-ah, so you’re staying with us, Mister?” he questioned, canting his head to the side slightly. The prospect seemed to excite but also worry him all at the same time.

[reversedtimes]

Foster kid? “Drop you off, we don--” he stopped. It seemed the people didn’t really care about this guy all that much. He knew they didn’t have money or resources for this, but... he could work more. He couldn’t condone him or Totty sending someone away like this. He forced himself to glance at the files before offering a faint, forced smile.

“A-alright, Oso-kun. We gotta wait for my Niisan to get home, but then we can get you settled in. It shouldn’t be long...” he replied, slumping. How were they gonna handle this? Why them anyways? They were already constantly being watched for being ‘unfit’ to handle the younger four and technically him too.

“A-ah... feel free to get comfortable.” he muttered, standing up and excusing himself to probably make a phone call.

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Jyushimatsu noticed that he didn’t seem that willing to talk and blinked, canting his head to the side. “Dropped off? By who?” he questioned, then looked back towards the other room. “Do you want to come in? It’s kinda hot out, and I just got Popsicles for the kids, if you want one.” he was just trying to be friendly, he didn’t really know what else to do in this case. It wasn’t every day that someone just showed up on their doorstep after all.

He moved to unblock the doorway, gesturing to the room that Karamatsu had went into with a small smile. “We can talk in there?” he didn’t know why they needed to talk. No one was supposed to be here, and this guy didn’t look like one of his classmates, or, he wasn’t one that he recognized anyways. Maybe Totty knew him?

Oso looked up at the other boy, who seemed to tower over him despite seemingly being around the same age. He gave a shrug and then a nod. It was hot outside and the blond was in a sweatshirt, of all things. He followed the other into the house and into the room he talked about. He thought about eating a popsicle…it would be nice to cool down a bit from the heat he’d been in.

Deciding that it was just too hot now, he took off his sweatshirt and was left in his red tank top. He folded the sweatshirt neatly before laying it on his lap, already having abandoned his bags by a nearby wall. He looked at his phone to check the time before returning his attention back to the people in the room.

He didn’t know what else to do here. All he could do was answer questions as best as he could.

[reversedtimes]

Jyushimatsu smiled at the consent and lead him into the other room. There was four children there including Karamatsu. A movie was playing but the kids seemed more focused on the toys scattered around the room. One of the kids was just a baby and was in a playpen, chewing on a toy block. Karamatsu had went back to some plastic dinosaurs, and the other two who were older were both messing with a video game.

Jyushimatsu gestured for Oso to sit down before he tried talking again. "Now why are you here again? You said someone dropped you off...?" He questioned, getting one of the popsicles from a cooler and offering it to him.

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@reversedtimes

Oso blinked as they neared the doorstep of the house. The social worker fidgeted in a nervous fit as he looked through his files. Apparently, they didn’t realize how much of a troubled child Oso really was until now. The blond had been through at least seven homes and each one, he was kicked out of for bad behavior and once even beating up the father near to death in one of the families. Strangely enough, there were no charges pressed against him but there was clearly fear present.

The social worker knocked on the door, hoping that no one would be home. They had intended to leave the boy there, which is why they came during a weekday. So far, their plan seemed to be working as there seemed to be no answer. Finally shrugging, the social worker gave Oso his own paperwork and quickly made their way back to the car.

“You’re their problem now, kid…” 

Oso watched as the social worker left before sighing and sitting down on the porch. He’s lucky he paid for his own phone bill and thus had his own phone. He took it out and began to play games on it as he waited for someone to either come to the door or for someone to come home and let him in.

He’ll wait for a bit at least before trying his luck and breaking in himself.

[reversedtimes]

A few moments later the door would be pulled open by… a toddler. The boy couldn’t have been older than five, holding a blanket and with his thumb in his mouth now that he was no longer holding the door. He had what appeared to be dried up paint and glitteron his legs– maybe that was why he had not come to answer the door right away. Or maybe it was his age, it was very hard to tell. He stared Oso down for a moment, blinking a few times. He then pulled his thumb from his mouth and turned back to the house.

“NIISAN! THERE’S A STRANGER AT THE DOOR!”

He then looked back at Oso. “He’s gonna come, one second.” he replied, and there was the sound of thudding footsteps. Suddenly a male that was, well, pretty much the exact same age as Oso himself was in the doorway, grabbing the toddler up.

“Karamatsu! don’t go answering the door!” he scolded, then looked at Oso. “Can I help you?” he questioned, the grin never fading from his face. He set the boy down and shooed him off. The child went back into the other room then, vanishing from sight.

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Oso turned and looked behind himself to see the toddler. He blinked owlishly as he took in the youngster’s appearance, yet he didn’t say anything. He waited for the brother that the kid mentioned instead and blinked when he saw a teen answer the door. So, the little kid was named Karamatsu…? Ah! He was being addressed…

The blond handed the folder which held his foster information over to the other teen. “Uhm…I was…dropped off…” he whispered. He didn’t want to talk to them at all. Hell, he should have just left and took his chances on the street. Some pimp or rich guy probably would have taken him in…Ah, but he had already been caught so many times that it was getting tiring to just keep doing it all over again.

Oso looked down, not knowing what else to say to the other, pinching his own hands in anxiety as he waited for the other to address him again.

[reversedtimes]

Jyushimatsu noticed that he didn’t seem that willing to talk and blinked, canting his head to the side. “Dropped off? By who?” he questioned, then looked back towards the other room. “Do you want to come in? It’s kinda hot out, and I just got Popsicles for the kids, if you want one.” he was just trying to be friendly, he didn’t really know what else to do in this case. It wasn’t every day that someone just showed up on their doorstep after all.

He moved to unblock the doorway, gesturing to the room that Karamatsu had went into with a small smile. “We can talk in there?” he didn’t know why they needed to talk. No one was supposed to be here, and this guy didn’t look like one of his classmates, or, he wasn’t one that he recognized anyways. Maybe Totty knew him?

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@reversedtimes

Oso blinked as they neared the doorstep of the house. The social worker fidgeted in a nervous fit as he looked through his files. Apparently, they didn’t realize how much of a troubled child Oso really was until now. The blond had been through at least seven homes and each one, he was kicked out of for bad behavior and once even beating up the father near to death in one of the families. Strangely enough, there were no charges pressed against him but there was clearly fear present.

The social worker knocked on the door, hoping that no one would be home. They had intended to leave the boy there, which is why they came during a weekday. So far, their plan seemed to be working as there seemed to be no answer. Finally shrugging, the social worker gave Oso his own paperwork and quickly made their way back to the car.

“You’re their problem now, kid…” 

Oso watched as the social worker left before sighing and sitting down on the porch. He’s lucky he paid for his own phone bill and thus had his own phone. He took it out and began to play games on it as he waited for someone to either come to the door or for someone to come home and let him in.

He’ll wait for a bit at least before trying his luck and breaking in himself.

[reversedtimes]

A few moments later the door would be pulled open by... a toddler. The boy couldn’t have been older than five, holding a blanket and with his thumb in his mouth now that he was no longer holding the door. He had what appeared to be dried up paint and glitteron his legs-- maybe that was why he had not come to answer the door right away. Or maybe it was his age, it was very hard to tell. He stared Oso down for a moment, blinking a few times. He then pulled his thumb from his mouth and turned back to the house.

“NIISAN! THERE’S A STRANGER AT THE DOOR!”

He then looked back at Oso. “He’s gonna come, one second.” he replied, and there was the sound of thudding footsteps. Suddenly a male that was, well, pretty much the exact same age as Oso himself was in the doorway, grabbing the toddler up.

“Karamatsu! don’t go answering the door!” he scolded, then looked at Oso. “Can I help you?” he questioned, the grin never fading from his face. He set the boy down and shooed him off. The child went back into the other room then, vanishing from sight.

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Choromatsu didn’t really want to go to the babysitter that night. He knew he would enjoy it more if he went with Karamatsu, so he was glad when the elder consented and said that it was alright for him to come. “Yeah… I wanna go too.” he repeated, nervously picking at his own hands, eyes cast downwards.

“O-okay…” he went off to grab his bag, the one he had been planning to take to the babysitters. He added a few more things to it before hefting it onto his back. It was heavier than he liked, but that was fine. He waited by the door, sitting down.

He looked up when Karamatsu mentioned calling Todomatsu. “O-okay..” hopefully he wouldn’t. He knew Todomatsu wouldn’t be too happy about having to come get him, and would tell him he should have just went to the babysitters.

Karamatsu packed up the dinner into a bento box. He does the cooking in the house meaning he makes everyone’s bento boxes for their lunches at school and work. He also handles dinner too, despite going to work. Choromatsu’s dinner contains some karaage and potato croquet. Of course the thing about Karamatsu is that he tends to make it look cute.

He walks over to where Choromatsu is, grabbing his bag on the way. He hands him the bento box.

❝Ready?❞

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Choromatsu waited patiently for Karamatsu to get done with packing up the food, nodding when he asked if he was ready. He took the box and shifted it to his other hand, using his free one to grab onto Karamatsu, looking down at the ground. The boy was ready to get going before Karamatsu had finished with the food after all.

He would let the elder lead them, looking up when they actually left so he would not hit into anything.

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Osomatsu obviously isn’t complaining about the sudden treats, a happy giggle leaving the younger.

The second he is done with the candy hes reaching his arms out for another, a whine leaving him.

❝Yes, yes.❞ Choromatsu moved his hand closer for Osomatsu to be able to reach for the snack.

❝After you’re done eating, do you want to do something, Osomatsu?❞

[reversedtimes]

Osomatsu continued to eat the bears, obviously happy to do so, the child loved sugar of all kinds.

He nodded and shoved another gummy bear into his mouth, finishing the last of them off.

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Osomatsu is getting to the point where he’s about to start crying, even though it has only been a few moments.

When Choromatsu gives him the bear he blinks and takes it, shoving it into his mouth and chewing on it, seemingly satisfied now.

He doesn’t answer, obviously, but he does lean against Choromatsu more, babbling softly.

He smiles, kissing him on the top of his head and he gets out more pieces of the candy for him. ❝Here’s more Osomatsu. But finish that one first.❞

Choromatsu doesn’t realize that he tends to spoil the younger one a bit too much. Giving sugary treats to him would be a bad idea.

[reversedtimes]

Osomatsu obviously isn’t complaining about the sudden treats, a happy giggle leaving the younger.

The second he is done with the candy hes reaching his arms out for another, a whine leaving him.

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The younger didn’t seem to understand what he was saying, instead just whimpering and looking up at him with teary eyes. He continued to wave his arms, sniffling.

He’d be fine once he was given actual food, but for now he was just sad.

That’s the sign for Choromatsu to go get the fruity snacks. He gets up, bringing Osomatsu with him. He goes to the kitchen, grabbing the snack and he shows it to Osomatsu. ❝See.❞

He goes back out to the other room and sits down. He opens the bag and gives him the red gummy bear.

❝Here you go Osomatsu.❞

[reversedtimes]

Osomatsu is getting to the point where he’s about to start crying, even though it has only been a few moments.

When Choromatsu gives him the bear he blinks and takes it, shoving it into his mouth and chewing on it, seemingly satisfied now.

He doesn’t answer, obviously, but he does lean against Choromatsu more, babbling softly.

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"I think that it shouldn't matter if you're an omega. They should get nice things too." He knew some people wouldn't hire his big brother because he was an omega. It just didn't feel fair to Karamatsu at all.

When he was given the food he muttered a quiet thank you and quickly began eating, obviously eager.

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@suirikuduraagu

“I wanna go with you…”

Choromatsu’s voice is little over a whisper, his eyes cast on the ground, his face bright red. He seemed pretty embarrassed to admit that he wanted to accompany the elder.

Karamatsu looked up when he heard Choromatsu’s voice. He was in the middle of packing his bag for his work tonight. ❝You wanna go?❞ While the place isn’t ideal for anyone that’s at Choromatsu’s place, would it be alright? Everyone else was gone and he was going to drop Choromatsu off to the babysitter’s place. He thought about it for a while before smiling.

❝Okay. I’ll pack dinner for you. Why don’t you bring something to keep you from being bored, my buraza?❞ His job requires him to stay until dawn, so most likely he’ll have to send Choromatsu home when it gets too late.

❝But when it gets too late, I’m going to have to call Todomatsu to come get you okay? I can’t have you staying at my job until five in the morning.❞ He packs up the last bit of his items and gets up, going to the kitchen to pack up dinner for Choromatsu.

[reversedtimes]

Choromatsu didn’t really want to go to the babysitter that night. He knew he would enjoy it more if he went with Karamatsu, so he was glad when the elder consented and said that it was alright for him to come. “Yeah... I wanna go too.” he repeated, nervously picking at his own hands, eyes cast downwards.

“O-okay...” he went off to grab his bag, the one he had been planning to take to the babysitters. He added a few more things to it before hefting it onto his back. It was heavier than he liked, but that was fine. He waited by the door, sitting down.

He looked up when Karamatsu mentioned calling Todomatsu. “O-okay..” hopefully he wouldn’t. He knew Todomatsu wouldn’t be too happy about having to come get him, and would tell him he should have just went to the babysitters.

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“No, I don’t wanna show you it…”

Ichimatsu knew he was just making himself more suspicious, but he couldn’t help it. He didn’t want to share the candy he had gotten with anyone. It was his anyways.

“I’m not handing it over to any of you, leave me alone..”

❝Then how about ya tell onii-chan what it is ya go hiding? I won’t tell anyone and I won’t ask for it. Does that sound like a good deal?❞

He has to some how to get Ichimatsu to tell him. Negotiation was the only way at this point and Osomatsu was a bit curious as to what he was hiding.

[reversedtimes]

Ichimatsu didn’t trust him, but at the same time he just wanted to get past and hide the candy where no one else would find it. Including Osomatsu himself.

“....It’s candy, but its mine.” he stressed that part, huffing. “I bought it.” he added in, as if that somehow solidified that no one else could touch it.

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Osomatsu didn’t seem very happy when the block was taken from him. It didn’t matter what Choromatsu had said about how clean it was. That wouldn’t sway the baby either way. He just did whatever seemed fun to him, and right now chewing on the block seemed fun. He reached his arms out, trying to take it back.

“Gimmie!” He tried, still reaching.

He moves the block further away and sighs ❝How about I give you some gummy bears instead? They’re tastier than this block after all and you love bears don’t you Osomatsu?❞

He should clean the blocks if Osomatsu’s going to keep chewing on these too.

[reversedtimes]

The younger didn’t seem to understand what he was saying, instead just whimpering and looking up at him with teary eyes. He continued to wave his arms, sniffling.

He’d be fine once he was given actual food, but for now he was just sad.

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@vampirematsus

“Ah! I’m lost!”

Karamatsu gladly declared that to the first stranger he saw, looking up at the man with a smile that probably didn’t fit on a lost child’s face. But closer inspection would show tears beginning to form in his eyes.

“H-help me?”

Oh no, oh no. Ichimatsu bit his lip and knelt down in front of the child. He gently raised his gloved hands in a calming gesture, his eyes growing wide with concern. “Shhhhh…” He whispered softly, “I’ll help you.” There was no way he was gonna let him out of his sight; it was growing darker…

[reversedtimes]

"I-I just wanna go home.." the boy whimpered, flat out hugging onto Ichimatsu, a quiet sob leaving him. "I don't know where my Niisan went... I-I wanna find him..." He sniffled. Karamatsu knew it was getting dark, and he was scared something was going to get him of he was alone.