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Ayooo this is Sai reserving Manami Sangaku from Yowamushi Pedal and the date is 5/19.

Ask and you shall receive!

Manami Sangaku is now reserved! Send in your app by June 3rd!

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Heyooo I'm reserving Kuroo Tetsurou from Haikyuu! My personal is pwoutagonist and it is 5/7/14.

Hella holla rad, son! 

Kuroo Tetsurou is reserved! You have until May 22nd to send in your app cupcake!

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since angst is my life I wrote a thing for two of my best friends, sai and reffie (/*o*)/ tenra belongs to reffie, sho and maya belong to sai, and kay and sora belong to me yessu!

Kay stared at the door with a level gaze, his blue eyes seemingly distant. It hadn't opened at all today, not even once. The bell hadn't jingled, Sora hadn't meowed, no one even called.

It scared him.

This continued the entire week; he couldn't figure out why. Despite the rumors that circled around the city people still came to visit him. There was someone, a man, that stopped by every single day. He stopped coming. There was a woman and her daughter that visited every other day; they too quit coming. Even Sho and Tenra, the people he loved the most, didn't stop by that week. Neither of them called either; it scared him so badly. But Kay had lost their phone numbers so what could he do?

The man waited and still nothing. By Thursday he was so stressed that he couldn't even think straight. His body was filled with worry; even Sora seemed agitated. He wished someone would stop by or even come for a visit.

Kay could barely sleep that night, curled up with the stuffed kitten his two lovers had bought him. His mind was a whirl of emotions and thoughts. He was still new to the whole dating thing so nearly every aspect made him nervous. How were you supposed to act? What was he supposed to do if something like this happened? Kay had so many questions. But luckily his mind settled down enough to allow him to sleep, even if it were patchy.

When he awoke, the air was thick and it was hard to breathe. Kay sat up with wide, frantic eyes. The room was filled with smoke and a flicker of orange shown through the black curtain. Kay coughed and felt his lungs burn in response. It smelled like ... fire! Sora, where was Sora! He stood up, swaying on his feet and drew the curtain open.

The entire front of his store was engulfed in flames; all of the records and CDs were puddles of plastic by then. Fire had taken the counter and his chair, steadily creeping along the floor towards him; there was no way to get to the front door. Kay couldn't see Sora anywhere either.

"Sora! Sora come here!" His voice cracked.

With no sight of the white kitten, Kay was forced to back into the room as the fire spread throughout his shop, sending his entire life up in flames. He hurried to the back door and pushed at the bar, attempting to get it to open. But it was rusty with disuse; it didn't even budge. His mind grew hazy as it become harder and harder to breathe. Kay leaned heavily on the door, wheezing as he tried to get some air. WIth his lack of intelligence the man had no idea what to do in a situation like this. His entire world went dark within moments; even his last thoughts were focused on Sho and Tenra.

Will they miss me ...?

I wonder what they'll think ...

I love you ...

~*~

The first time Kay awoke, he was alone in a hospital bed. The lack of Sho and Tenra startled him but he sank back into sleep before he could put much thought into it. All he remembered was how much it hurt knowing they weren't there.

~*~

Her hands were shaking as she gripped the phone. Pick up, Sho, please pick up!

Tenra's eyes were frantic; she was shaking where she stood. She wouldn't have even used the phone if she hadn't gotten her surgery a few weeks ago. But he woman didn't feel like she could be strong in front of Maya if she had gone in person. At the sound of a sleepy hello, she clutched it even tighter.

"S-sho!" That was all she could get out.

On the other end of the line, Sho was attempting to get Maya down from the counter. He leaned against it and smiled shyly; he still wasn't used to the phone calls. Sho lifted the glass of orange juice to his lips. However, at the tone of her voice, something felt incredibly wrong. "... Tenra, what's wrong?"

"T-there's been an accident! Kay was ...! He's ...!"

"Slow down, Tenra! What happened!" His eyes were wide.

She felt the tears roll down her cheeks. "K-kay's shop b-burned down!"

The cup in his hand slipped from his fingers. It shattered on the floor, immediately making Maya's laughter fall silent.

Sho's eyes were wide. He didn't want to ask, didn't want to know. "W-when? Where is he? Is he alright? T-tenra!"

"Two days ago! We didn't even know about it!" The woman was practically wailing at this point. "S-sho, neither of us went to check on him and this happened ...! It's all my fault!"

"Tenra, calm down. Is he alright?" HIs heart was beating quickly in his chest.

"He's in the hospital! T-they only want family to visit him but he doesn't have any ..." It felt wrong saying that. Tenra wasn't even supposed to know about what happened to Kay as a child. She didn't feel it was right for her to know as Kay didn't tell her himself.

It seemed in that moment the news decided to air the story to further torture them. Sho watched with wide eyes as the reporter spoke. Maya got excited.

"If you've been watching us the last two days, you've probably been with us every step of the way for the story of a heartbreaking fire. It is reported that Brightmore Records, a popular music store, has burned down due to arson. The police aren't sure who would target the shop and they are still looking for a suspect. The owner of Brightmore Records, Kay Brightmore himself, is still within the hospital in critical condition, suffering smoke inhalation and a few burns; doctors are unsure whether or not he will survive. It is reported that the store's mascot, Sora, was unable to escape the flames. Police are asking that you call silent observer if you have any information on this case."

Sho felt his heart drop. Sora ... didn't make it. Kay might not make it. Kay might not make it!

Maya pointed at the television with a wide smile. "Daddy look, it's Papa! Papa's on the TV!"

"W-we have to go to the hospital, Sho! Right now! We're the only family he has!"

The man nodded, feeling tears well in his eyes. "I'll meet you there," he whispered quietly.

"Are we going somewhere, Daddy?"

"We're gonna go visit Papa, alright?"

~*~

By the time he awoke, laying upon a bed that was not his own, Kay was struggling to remember what had happened. He was confused. The ceiling above him was not his own. The bed below him was not his own. These blankets and pillows were not familiar. There were bandages around one side of his face. A dull blue eye shifted around the room before Kay sat up. The action caused pain to spark through his chest. A hand pressed against him.

"Kay, you shouldn't be moving yet. Lay back down." It was Sho, his face filled with worry. The man slipped his hand into his own, squeezing it reassuringly.

"He has multiple burns on his arms as legs, as well as the right side of his face. He won't be able to speak for a while either. His lungs need to heal from the smoke." Someone, presumably his doctor, said quietly.

Kay went against the woman's words. "S- ... sora."

Sho's expression turned pained. "She ... didn't make it, Kay. I'm so sorry."

The tears, which only came from one of his eyes, were hot against his cheeks; Kay hadn't cried since he was little. It was new to him, this feeling of despair in his heart. Sora was gone. His closest friend was truly gone. Sho tried to hug him but Kay pushed him away with weak arms; he wanted nothing to do with other people in that moment.

~*~

Tenra, Sho, and Maya came to visit him everyday. Each time they showed up, Kay barely paid Tenra and Sho any attention.

Most days he frowned; sometimes, when Maya called him Papa and got him to laugh, he smiled. But they were brief smiles, and only Maya got to witness them.

He didn't speak anymore either. Even when the doctor gave him the alright to do so, Kay didn't utter a word. Other than Sora's name upon his awakening he was as silent as a statue. Even to Maya, who he paid the most attention to, not a single word was murmured.

Kay wouldn't let Tenra or Sho touch him. It was almost as if he were afraid. He became cold and distant. By the second week, when the doctor told him he could remove his bandages, the man adamently refused. He didn't take them off until Tenra and Sho left for the night. Kay fought against tears at the sight that greeted him; the right side of his face was burned enough to scar. It would be with him the rest of his life. What would his lovers think of him now? Would Maya still think of him as beautiful? He was flawed now; he was damaged.

With no where to go, no money to even buy food, he stayed in the hospital. His shop was his everything; it had taken so long to buy it. It wasn't much, probably something stupid and naive to anyone who wasn't close to him, but he loved Brightmore Records. Before Tenra and Sho, before even Sora, the little shop had been all he'd ever had. Now it was gone; and so would his ragged family when they seen his face.

He was crying when Tenra walked in the next day, curled against the hospital bed. She went to hug him so she could offer comfort but he suddenly seemed to breakdown, shouting at her.

"Don't touch me!"

"Kay--"

"Don't!"

It dissolved into quiet sobs. "I'm tainted, Tenra. I'm ugly and tainted ... Maya's going to be scared of me ... Sho's going to hate me!"

She was gentle as she hugged him; he cried quietly into her shoulder. "Even if your face is burned, Kay, Sho and I are always going to love you. Maya loves you. Sho loves you. I love you," she said soothingly, rubbing his back in gentle circles.

"I'm scared ..."

"You have every right to be. But we're here for you, Kay. We're not going anywhere."

The man shook within her arms. "You guys ... you guys didn't come to visit me at all that week. And now Sora's gone and my shop is gone and ... That was my entire life and now it's all gone. It was everything I had ..."

Tenra held him throughout the entire bout of words. Sho had walked in partway through; he now sat on the otherside of the bed to help in comforting him. They were just grateful Kay was paying attention to them for the first time in two weeks. "Kay, your entire life isn't gone. You still have your family; we're all here for you. No matter what happens, we'll always be your family."

Kay clung to both of them tightly, and for the first time since the fire, they saw his face; neither of them were disgusted by the burn there.

~*~

He moved in with Sho a week later. Tenra and Sho took him on a shopping spree, and although he adamently refused everything they picked out, they still bought it all for him. Neither of them told Kay where the money had come from; his safe had survived the fire. They wanted to take care of the damaged man for a bit. With money he could leave.

Kay settled into Sho's apartment nicely; it was like he had always been there. He made breakfast for both Sho and Maya in the morning, sent Sho off to work and Maya off to school, and then spent the day with Tenra whenever she got out of her classes. His body and mind slowly adapted to real life again but not without a price. At night he had nightmares. During the day he suffered through random bouts of depression over Sora's death. But he was getting better, slowly making progress, and that was what mattered.

Two weeks after he moved in, Maya went to stay with her grandparents, and Sho invited Tenra over for the weekend.

The two of them did all the work; they wouldn't let Kay strain himself. Tenra settled herself underneath the man and pulled him into her. At this point into their relationship, her shy nature had all but vanished. Kay tried to move but Sho held him immobile. The taller man pressed into Kay's body with a groan. As they comforted the damaged man with sex, they whispered how much they loved him into his ears, how much they needed him in their lives. Kay gave in to the people he loved without much protest.

~*~

It had been nearly two months since Kay had moved in with Sho. His nightmares had waned, he'd become much happier, and the four of them often went out together. Maya and Kay spent a few hours playing board games and colouring together. Sometimes he and Sho played video games. And whenever he was with Tenra, they would listen to music together. Things were steadily looking up.

So when Sho and Tenra blindfolded him and began to lead him somewhere, he was a bit confused.

"Where are we going?"

"You'll see, Kay! You just have to wait!"

"But--"

"It's a surprise, Kay. Just wait." Sho's voice quieted him. He walked along in silence.

Nearly ten minutes passed, before they came to a stop. Tenra removed the blindfold and giggled. Kay's eyes widened at the sight before him.

It was a big black building, the words 'Brightmore Records' written across in a neon blue sign. A banner hung below it, announcing a grand opening within the next few weeks. The windows were beautifully polished and the door handle was in the shape of an old record. Kay felt tears well in his eyes.

"We've been getting it ready for you the past two months. We were hoping you'd like it." Tenra smiled before she hugged him. Sho joined in a few moments later.

"To be clear though, you're still living with me, no arguing."

Kay clung to both of them as he cried. "T-thank you, thank you so much."

"We love you, Kay," Tenra murmured.

Sho ran his fingers through Kay's hair. "We'd do anything for you."

"I love you two so much." Kay couldn't think of a time where he'd been happier.

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I wrote a thing for sai, my best friend. tis a oneshot of ichimaru gin and his younger brother keiji [who is owned by sai] 

keep in mind that my gin has gone through extreme character development and loves his brother very much. this is the way he has evolved and I'm not even gonna give an ooc warning because he's fine the way he is. uwu

title; siblings. word count; 5472. rating; m.

this fanfic contains incest. if this is not your cup of tea, I do not advise you to read.

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"I forgot what it feels like ta be drunk." His words were slurred, accent barely detectable within his voice. The fox swayed on his feet with a hum. "Keeeiji, don' fall behind~" Gin's feet came to a halt. "Keiji? Keiji where are you?" His entire body suddenly turned serious. Cerulean eyes swept the darkness behind his body. There was no one there; everything seemed empty. "Keiji, this isn't funny." Silence. Gin felt something creep into his body, digging deeply into his heart; fear. "... nii-chan!" He froze. It was barely a whisper, carried in the sudden breeze, but there was no doubt in his mind. The voice belonged to Keiji. "... please nii-chan!" "Keiji!" The fox whipped around. Darkness met his eyes once more. "... go, please nii-chan!" A shaft of moonlight crept along the sidewalk. Frost-bitten grass swayed in the quiet night. "Don't go, please nii-chan!" He was there, standing at the end of the sidewalk, eyes glistening with fear. Pale fingers splayed before him, beckoning Gin to come forwards. His terror rose. "I'm not going anywhere, I promise!" Gin started walking. His pace turned to running; he was so happy to see his little brother. Keiji suddenly withdrew his hand and let it fall to his side. His smile turned to a frown. He began to walk away. "I hate you, nii-chan; I don't ever want to see you again." The fox kept running, despite the words. "Keiji wait! Stop!" No matter how many times he called out those words, nothing he seemed to say halted Keiji's walk. Eventually he vanished into the darkness, just like all of the other people he had lost, and Gin was forced to stop running. Once more, he was alone. Gin bolted upright with wide eyes. He wrapped his arms around himself and bit his lip. The fox forced himself to take a deep breath. This was the fourth time this week the man had endured the same dream. It was always the same, an endless cycle of running, of Keiji saying he hated him. Over and over again, and no matter what he did or how fast he ran, Gin could never catch up with his beloved brother. He chased and chased, night after night, watching him walk further and further away. And no matter what he did, he was always two steps behind. When he reached out to grasp the form before him, fingers closed around thin air. Cerulean eyes slid over to watch the snoring lump in his bed. The boy was nearly a spitting image of himself, all angles and pale skin. He was innocent, young and untainted and so utterly lucky to be naive. But Gin loved that. The fox hadn't been so fortunate, so to see someone that shared his blood grow up with a person who loved him was nearly unbelievable. At this point in his life, Keiji was all he had, his only source of family and companionship. He dreaded the day his dream would come true. To hear Keiji say he hated him ... Deep down he knew that such a thing had a next to zero chance of happening, but the fear was always there. Being abandoned time and again tends to leave a wound that doesn't heal. Gin reached over to run his fingers through soft white hair. Sometimes he wondered if Keiji had ever grown out of his baby hair; he wasn't really complaining if he hadn't. The boy stirred in his sleep, murmuring something about carrots, and then fell still. He smiled and curled up on the bed once more. Tugging Keiji against him, he stared at the window. Moonlight shone on the glass and the stars sparkled in the crisp night sky. Breathing in the natural smell of his brother, Gin slipped back into sleep; the rest of his slumber was nightmare-free. ~*~ "Whoever told you that was wrong, Keiji. I'm being serious." The younger one held firm, still pouting. "Nii-chan, you said you'd stop working at the strip club!" Gin pinched the bridge of his nose. "How in the hell do I still work at the strip club when I go to bed with you every night? I wake up with you too!" Keiji faltered, lost for a moment. He opened his mouth and then fell silent. "Stop listening to rumors, Keiji. I'm a model now, not a stripper, so no need to worry alright?" "... do you promise, nii-chan? You're not a stripper anymore?" The fox nodded from where he was making lunch; Saturdays consisted of homemade pasta and action movies. Keiji sagged against the table, watching his brother with unreadable eyes; it appeared he was lost in thought. Things remained quiet [which was unusual for Keiji] until Gin set his plate before him. This seemed to snap the younger male from his musings. Their lunchtime conversation consisted of Keiji's schooling and Gin's modeling jobs; a typical Saturday afternoon. But even then things grew serious. "... nii-chan, have you been getting enough sleep?" Gin lowered his fork. The question caught him offguard. "What do you mean?" His brother seemed to squirm a bit in his seat. "Well, your eyes are a little baggy, and you've been getting exhausted easier lately so ..." "I am a model now, Keiji. The jobs are a bit more strenous. Sometimes they last up to ten hours at a time." "That's ... not what I meant," Keiji murmured. "Sometimes I listen to you when you sleep and ... you say things, things about me. But they're bad things. Are you having nightmares again ...?" Gin forced his smile; he hated it when Keiji worried. "Yeah, I've been having nightmares, but I'll be fine." His brother stared down at his half-eaten food. Something glistened in the afternoon sun; it took Gin barely a second to realize it was tears. "I'd never h-hate you, nii-chan, I promise!" The fox's smile softened and he rose, enveloping Keiji within his arms. He held the boy as he cried. "I know you wouldn't ..." His whisper was nearly too quiet to be heard. "Hey, how about you come with me today. You can see what one of my sets looks like. Maybe I can finally have you meet my manager; I'm sure you'll love her." Keiji sniffled and wiped at his eyes. "A-alright." "I have to go take a shower. Will you be okay?" His brother gave a quick nod. Gin hovered in the doorway, Keiji staring down at his food. Something wasn't right with the boy but the fox had no time to ponder just what was going on. Giving his brother one last glance, Gin vanished up the staircase. ~*~ "Everything is so bright!" Their earlier conversation was shoved to the back of Keiji's mind. His focus was on the set before him; he looked almost like a child. Gin watched with mild amusement. He spotted several other well-known models, like Jaegerjaquez Grimmjow and Hisagi Shuuhei, wandering around. They hadn't really spoken much and that was fine with him; Gin was solitary at heart. Some of the others, like Abarai Renji, had taken an immediate disliking to him. Apparently he was more successful than many of the long-term models and it really pissed the redhead off. This just boosted his ego, however. "Just try not to get lost. And don't talk to anyone you don't know." He doubted Keiji even heard him but that was alright. "There you are, Gin-chan!" Gin shifted to view the source of the voice. It was his manager, the energetic woman he had been lucky enough to get paired with. He smirked as she skittered up to him, all smiles and grace. "Whatcha need, Ki-chan?" Mara Kiseki was small, just reaching Gin's chest, with dark hair and brown eyes. Underneath her right eye was a faded scar that held quite a bit of a story. Barely twenty-two, she was one of the best managers around. At first glance she was probably plain, something so far from the truth once met. Overall, the fox quite liked her. Kiseki was everything he was but with a lot more energy. She was definitely someone not to be messed with. "I heard you brought your brother with you today. C'mon, I wanna meet him; you promised!" Full of energy as usual. Gin pointed at Keiji, who was currently looking over someone's shoulder at the finalized spreads of his last shoot. "That's him." Kiseki's eyes practically lit up. "Aw, he looks just like you; so adorable!" "Keiji, come here for a second." The younger one's head swiveled in his direction. He padded over with curious eyes, watching Kiseki with interest. "This is Ki-chan; she's my manager. Ki-chan, this is Keiji." Kiseki held out her hand with a bright smile. Keiji shook it tentatively. "It's nice to meet you, Keiji-kun; I'm Mara Kiseki." "Nice to meet you too, Kiseki-san. How long have you known nii-chan?" The woman tapped her chin. "Hmm ... I'd say since college." Gin smirked. "We raised hell for sure back then." Keiji fell silent; the fox glanced at him. The boy had that distant look in his eyes again. Somehow Gin knew that this was going to cause problems. He didn't get to delve too far into the thought as Kiseki tugged on his arm. "Go get dressed; you have to be ready for the spread." He stuck out his tongue before wandering off. "Remember Keiji, don't talk to someone you don't know!" With that, Gin vanished into the dressing room. ~*~ Keiji watched his brother's back as he walked away. His eyes traveled to the Kiseki woman, who was just an inch shorter than himself. After hearing how close she was to his older brother he was honestly a bit jealous. How come Gin had never mentioned her before? Keiji hated the sudden dislike that went through him; he didn't even know where it came from. "Um ... Kiseki-san?" His voice caught the woman's attention. She smiled at him gently. "Yes, Keiji-kun?" The young fox carefully ran over his choice of words. "Did nii-chan ever ... mention me?" "Plenty of times, even before he found you again. Back in our college years, you were all he could talk about sometimes." Keiji was surprised, eyes widening. "Really?" Kiseki nodded and tapped her pen against the clipboard she was holding. As he later learned, it was a nervous habit of hers. "He loves you a lot more than you think, Keiji-kun. Gin-chan never gave up looking for you." The boy seemed to think about this for a bit, swishing the words around in his mind. Finally he raised his eyes again. "But Kiseki-san ... he never mentioned you before ..." Her smile was sad, forcing Keiji to regret saying it. "There's probably a reason for that. Gin and I have a complicated history." He wasn't even sure where the question came from. "Did you love him?" Kiseki scribbled something on her clipboard. "This is a story better told by Gin. I'm afraid it's not my place to tell it." Keiji simply dipped his head as she walked away. For a long moment, he watched the spot where she had stood. He hadn't missed the flicker of pain in those brown eyes. ~*~ Keiji ate dinner alone that night. Something seemed off with his brother. He hadn't been eating as much as he used to. In fact, lunch was the first time he had seen him eat for two weeks. Maybe he ate while modeling? Maybe he and ... Kiseki went out for dinner after work during the week. Did they do other things with each other too? The young fox felt bad thinking all of these things but how could he not? Kiseki and his brother seemed so close that it was almost uncomfortable. And since Keiji was so protective of Gin he couldn't help but wonder. It was difficult figuring out how to bring up the subject. The first night was spent like any other; a movie, popcorn, and then bed. The second night, Gin came home tired and a bit weak. Keiji had a tough day at school as well so he didn't bother him. He wanted to make sure his brother slept enough. On the third night, Keiji was just about to bring up the topic when he realized that Gin had fallen asleep. When he went to go to bed later that night, there was a knock on the door. Standing there was none other than Mara Kiseki. The boy pouted but let her in anyway. What could she be doing here at this hour? "Sorry to bother you, Keiji-kun, but I was hoping to check up on Gin-chan." Her eyes seemed a bit frantic. Keiji blinked. "Is something wrong, Kiseki-san?" She pressed her hands against her cheeks and took a deep breath, perhaps trying to calm herself down. "Someone told me he hasn't been eating properly. Usually we have lunch together on set but he hasn't wanted to eat with me the last two weeks. Has he been eating, Keiji-kun?" "Um ... he hasn't eaten much, not since Saturday. I thought he was eating at work though ..." He knew that wasn't the answer Kiseki wanted to hear but he didn't want to lie. Kiseki bit her lip and glanced at the staircase. "I don't know how I didn't see it sooner. I'm a bad manager and an even worse friend." Keiji had a feeling he wasn't supposed to hear that so he kept quiet. "Will you try and coax some food into him tomorrow morning? Again, I'm sorry that I bothered you so late." "It's alright. I'll get him to eat something tomorrow morning." The woman bowed and made her way to the door. Just before she grasped the doorknob, Keiji pressed his hand against her shoulder. "Kiseki-san ... don't think of yourself as a bad friend. You've been there for nii-chan longer than even I have. He's never been very good at making friends so I'm glad that you two know each other." She perked up a bit. "T-thank you, Keiji-kun." Once again she bowed before escorting herself out. He pressed his hand against his chest and let out a soft sigh. Even with the little exchange, he still didn't feel comfortable around her. ~*~ Gin was stunned. He nearly dropped the box of cereal clasped in his fingers. "Ki-chan stopped by?" Already that spelled trouble. "She wanted to know if you were eating." It was apparent Keiji wasn't going to back down. "I'm eating right now so I'm fairly certain that I'm gonna have food in my belly." "Nii-chan, that's not what I meant. I haven't seen you eat since Saturday." His brother looked visibly upset at this. The fox shrugged, brushing it off like he did most other things. "Being a model means you have to be thin." "You're thin enough! You barely have enough fat as is!" Gin was taken aback. Never before had he seen Keiji so upset. Sure, he cried every once in a while. But Keiji had never been angry at him. His brother was usually so calm and collected, so unlike himself. To see him so angry ... It made Gin realize how much of an idiot he was being. "Alright, I promise I'll eat more, so please don't be upset with me ..." Moments of uncomfortable silence passed. He ate his cereal with a slightly sullen look, staring into the milk with a bit of distaste; he hated cinnamon but he ate it for Keiji. "... nii-chan, Kiseki-san said that you two had ... history. What did she mean by that?" Gin paused and let his spoon fall into the bowl, watching the little splash of milk. At first he didn't know if he should say anything. How are you supposed to tell your little brother about these sorts of things? "Ki-chan grew up sort of like I did, with no home and not a single parent to look up to. She got a scholarship to the same college as me. We met a little after I took up stripping for the first time. Neither of us had many friends; I was always too creepy and people thought her too plain. I guess this is what brought us together. We were a dynamic duo, always causing trouble wherever we went. I suppose at one point she fell in love with me, but you were the only person I truly cared about at the time, and I didn't want to make her second best. She understood that and it was fine; we were great friends just like always." He took a deep breath and continued. "Things were great. Nothing held us back, we always got what we wanted, and no one could touch us. At least, that's what we thought. You know that scar she has, the one under her right eye?" Keiji nodded quietly. "I pissed off one of the school's more prominent assholes. He kidnapped Kiseki. You don't need much of an imagination to know what he did, and even less of one to know what I did to him. His dick is probably still hurting." Gin's fingers clenched against the table, knuckles turning white from the strain. "Because of that, at nearly the end of our third year, she got really sick. With no one to pay her hospital bills or to even take care of her, Ki-chan was going to drop out of college and try to get a job. I forced her to stay and attempted to find another job to throw in with my stripping. Finding one wasn't hard. And luckily, she was back on her feet in no time. We dated for a short while, about a few months, before we graduated. Then I ended up finding you. The two of us parted ways on good terms. We only just met up again." He could see the pain in Keiji's eyes. Gin frowned. "She's my only friend, Keiji. Ki-chan was all I had until I found you." "I'm not upset because of that, nii-chan. I'm upset because of what happened to her ..." His gaze softened. Gin took a shaky breath and shifted, resting his chin in his palm. "Ki-chan is strong; no need to worry about her." He was silently glad Keiji didn't ask anything else. That night, he dreamt of wailing and screeching tires. ~*~ Everything seemed to come to a standstill. He could feel himself screaming, his feet tapping against the pavement, even the sweat that rolled down his body. 'Please!' 'Please no!' "Keiji!" Gin's entire world crumbled. His brother was lying in a puddle of his own blood, body twisted at an awkward angle. The boy didn't respond; he was afraid to touch him. Keiji's face was pale, too pale to be normal. "Ki-chan, call an ambulance! Call 911!" But she too was lying there, bleeding onto the street below. Gin screamed. He awoke in a rush of terror and was met with a quiet house. This was the second time this dream had happened in the last three days. His nightmares were getting worse by leaps and bounds. Now that Kiseki was within his life again Gin had begun to dream of both her and Keiji. "Hey, what's wrong?" Keiji was staring up at him terrified eyes. He realized he was shaking, staring at his hands. The only thing he could think of was stress. Gin was so strung out from not eating and modeling and just dealing with life in general that all of these nightmares were happening. It was the only explanation. His brother hugged him and he sobbed into Keiji's shoulder. The feeling was so relieving that Gin couldn't even find it in himself to care. "Please Keiji ... Please don't leave me ..." "I won't, nii-chan, not ever." Those words soothed the fox back into sleep, cradled in his brother's arms. ~*~ "I propose a hot springs trip!" Keiji stared at Kiseki. Hot springs trip? The woman seemed to sense his confusion and gladly explained. "Well, you said that Gin-chan is having nightmares and he's stressed, so he's probably overworking himself. So let's take a hot springs trip! I'll get you some time off from school and convince Gin-chan. How does that sound?" She smiled. "Are you gonna go, Kiseki-san?" Kiseki tapped her pen against her clipboard; it was that little habit of hers again. "I'm gonna have to just to get him to go. His birthday is next week too; we should plan something together." Keiji smiled. Despite his first impression of the woman he had grown to like her. She was very outgoing, was quite smart, and knew how to handle herself, just like his brother. He could see why the two of them would become friends. "Yeah, that sounds great!" "Alright. I'll let you know when I've gotten everything set up. Just leave it to me," Kiseki giggled. The young fox saluted and watched her wander off. It had been nearly a week since Gin's breakdown. A long week spent in another state, filled with nonstop working. Keiji hadn't seen his brother sleep for about three days; he was worrying badly at this point. He'd told Gin in the beginning that if things got too tough then he needed to stop his modeling. Working until you can barely stand was no way to live. If they didn't even give you a chance to sleep ... It wasn't acceptable. He stared at his brother posing before the camera with unreadable eyes. Everything about Gin was beautiful; pale skin, white hair, and an unusual gaze. His appearance lured you in. Even now, everyone on set was silent, simply observing as the model moved a certain way, placed his hand across his body, ever so slightly opened his eyes. They were all things that defined his brother on the outside; no one here but Kiseki and Keiji knew who he really was. Keiji couldn't say he was thrilled with some of the looks Gin was getting. Later that night as they sat in their hotel room, Keiji brought it up. "Nii-chan, you said you'd give up modeling if it got too hard ... Don't lie either; I'm not stupid." He pouted. Gin seemed to fumble for something to say. He opened his mouth and then closed it, before picking at the napkin in front of him. He looked like a young child getting scolded. "I can't quit yet. I only have a little bit more to go. I'll quit soon, I promise, but not today." "A little bit more to go?" "It's a surprise, Keiji." As much as he wanted to push it, the younger one let the subject drop. ~*~ "This is where you dragged me to?" Gin stared up at the bright blue letters with a look of surprise. The large structure was built like a Western-style building, covered in dark brown siding. Above, the sign read 'Hot Spring Garden,' flashing lazily even in the sunlight. Everything about the place was cheesy; plastic trees and brightly painting ornaments made up the front. It was amazing that such a place even still stood. He looked over at the overly-cheerful Kiseki with a slightly horrified look. "Come on, it'll be fun! Besides, Keiji helped me pick it out, so it's not just my fault~" Said male faltered, flailing a bit. "H-hey, this was all your idea!" Gin couldn't be mad at the sight; at least the two of them were getting along. Besides, for the two of them to go through all the trouble to drag him here, he figured he could try and enjoy himself. 'It's a school thing, nii-chan. I got entered into a contest and won so we have to go!' 'Alright, alright. Where is it?' Keiji waved his hand, smiling. 'Don't worry; it's at a really nice hotel.' Gin probably should've known something was up when Kiseki got on the bus. That just reeked of trouble. He should've been even more suspicious when they wouldn't tell him where they were going or even why she was there. But he was already on the bus; he couldn't exactly leave. Now he was stuck at a hot springs for who knew how long. "Don't worry, Gin-chan, I made you take a week's vacation and Keiji's got the week off from school. Everything will be fine." That still didn't make him any happier with the outcome. Kiseki sank back into her habit and tapped a pen against the counter. The man behind the desk glanced up to give a charming smile. "Hello and welcome to our beautiful hot springs. Do you have a reservation? Just give me your name and we'll check you right in." "Mara Kiseki; reservation for three." The man tapped a few keys on his laptop, staring at the screen. After a few clicks and a glance up he looked a bit confused. "Um, miss ... the reservation is only for two people." "Could you somehow make an exception?" Keiji leaned against the counter, Gin watching him. Something seemed off here. It took only a few moments for him to realize just what it was. "I'm afraid we don't have any rooms for three," the man said sheepishly. Gin pressed his hand against Kiseki's shoulder. "We can always come back another time; it's alright." The woman shook her head. "Nope, you and Keiji already have time off, so why don't you two stay here for the week. We'll set up another one sometime where I can stay. So enjoy it." Yep, the fox knew exactly what she had done. Kiseki had set up something like this back in college to get him to hook up with someone. And apparently he'd ... confessed how much he liked Keiji in an unbrotherly way when they'd gone out drinking a few weeks ago. So for his birthday, Kiseki had given him a hot springs trip and his little brother. He wondered if Keiji had any idea. Finally he sighed. "... fine." "Alright! Just sign these two in with my reservation please. I have to head off for now; I'll call in a few days to see how you're both doing." She hugged Keiji and then skipped towards the door. "Have fun you two!" "Sometimes I hate that woman," Gin muttered. "Aw, come on, nii-chan, you'll be able to relax." The fox waved his hand at his brother and took the key to their room, the man leading them down a long hallway. Every door looked the same, with a number painted in the ugliest shade of green he had ever seen. They were left at room seventeen but it looked more like point seven, as part of the one was scratched off. The wood was peeling and faded and the doorknob [which was probably silver at one point] was stained yellow. Luckily, the inside of the room was much better. There were two beds, covered in light green silk. An open window cast light onto the mint-coloured walls, the carpet nearly the same shade. Next to the window was a door which probably led to their portion of the hot springs. Apparently the theme of this whole place was green. But it was actually quite nice despite the overall look of the building. Keiji flopped down on one of the beds, Gin following moments after. He stared at the television before them. "An entire week off of work ... I feel better already." "Kiseki-san helped me plan a lot of stuff but since she's not gonna be here then we don't have to do it. All of it was kind of crazy." "Do you want to do it?" "It's your birthday, nii-chan. You get to choose if we do it or not." His brother lay back on the bed and stared at the ceiling. Gin mimicked him. "Well, I say for tonight we try out the hot springs. That is what we came here for afterall." Keiji giggled but immediately agreed. The first day was spent between the hot springs, movies, and Keiji's first glass of wine. On their second night, Gin and Keiji played board games and took a walk to the little town they were staying in. By the third day the fox had devised a plan. His willingness to act on it, however, was slightly wavy. He left on the fourth morning and hurried back to the city. The night before he had counted his money, gone over it five times, and then did it again once more. Gin vanished in the morning and just managed to return before Keiji woke up. He occupied the boy with the hot springs, a nice lunch, and a movie before directing him back to the hot springs at about eight that night. Keiji had gotten into the wine as well; he was red in the face and a bit tipsy. That was alright considering he too had been drinking. "Nii-chan are you sure you're alright? You've been acting a bit strange today ..." Keiji watched him as he slid into the steaming water. Gin completely missed how even his ears turned red seeing his body. "I'm fine, just a bit fidgety is all. No worries." His fingers clenched around what he was hiding. He thought about saving it for later but if that happened, Gin would never go through with what he was planning. So it was now or never. The fox swam over the Keiji and sat next to him, seeing the confused look his brother gave him. It was hard to tell how red his face was with all the steam. "Close your eyes, Keiji," he murmured. Despite the confusion on Keiji's face he had always trusted his brother and did what he was told. He lifted the necklace and clipped it around the younger male's neck, smiling. It was beautiful, made from the best silver. The charm was of a little fox carved from ivory. On each side sat three little turquiose stones the color of the sky, just like Keiji's eyes. This is what he had been saving up to buy; it was the reason he'd taken up modeling in the first place. "You can open them now." Gin watched the boy look at it. His eyes widened, fingers gripping it tightly. After a moment he stared at his brother. "But nii-chan ... It's your birthday tomorrow, not mine." "I've been wanting to buy you that for a long time, Keiji. I just happened to get enough money the other day." He smiled. Keiji looked like he wanted to cry. "T-thank you, nii-chan. I'll never take it off." The white-haired man leaned back. His smile shifted to a smirk. "Now then, since it's my birthday tomorow, does that mean I get anything I want?" "Of course! You always get what you want on your birthday." "Then how about this." Gin lifted his hand and pressed his fingers against Keiji's cheek, tilting his head to the side. He leaned forwards to gently press his lips to his brother's. The younger one seemed surprised, staring with wide eyes and his face going red. Gin gave him a moment before pulling the boy into his lap. Keiji didn't seem to mind; his eyes fluttered closed and he wrapped his arms around his brother's neck. "T-this is fine n-nii-chan ..." He trailed his lips down Keiji's flushed skin before nipping his collarbone. Cerulean eyes slid open to take in the sight. His fingers circled an already erect bud; apparently his brother was highly sensitive. Gin moved his mouth so he could nip it. Keiji whined and rolled his hips. The thrust pulled a growl from deep within Gin's chest. Luckily he'd thought ahead and stashed a bottle of lube in the bushes. The night was a blur of splashing water and limbs. At one point Gin remembered holding Keiji over the edge of the hot springs. Later into the night they ended up in their room, his brother writhering and moaning on the sheets in pleasure. By the time dawn came around he was exhausted, Keiji panting against his chest. "Nii-chan ... what just happened ..." Gin stared at the ceiling, more than sated. "We had sex, Keiji." "Are you happy?" "More than happy," he murmured, pulling him closer. "And ... I don't have to go to work anymore." Sleepy eyes were turned in his direction. "Hmm? Why not nii-chan?" He smiled gently. "Well, I wanted to get that necklace for you, and now that you have it, there's no reason for me to work as a model. I'll get a job where I don't have to starve myself just to do it." "You didn't have to become a model just for me ..." "But I love you, Keiji." "I love you too nii-chan. Happy birthday." Gin watched him sink into sleep. He couldn't think of a better gift than his brother. Kiseki had really outdone herself this year. Now he just had to figure out how to get her back.

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Merry Christmas!

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Author's Note: Hello~ Happy Holidays! I hope this ficlet is what you wanted! I tried to incorporate as much as your request in one fic! My art level is stick figures so fanfiction was the other option I can do! I really hope you like this gift ^^

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“I look up to you.” What? W-what is Alibaba talking about? “I wish I can be like you, you know. You’re so strong,” Lies! “So powerful, and very charming. I’m a little jealous, Hakuryuu.” The Kou prince stared at the blonde male, a little wide-eyed. Those were words that he wanted to shoot back at him. Alibaba smiled; his smile was brighter than the sun. “I abandoned my country, Hakuryuu. What could a guy like me possibly do?” Everything. Alibaba, you have it all wrong. I’m the weak one...I am… Hakuryuu opened his mouth but couldn’t get the words out. He couldn’t speak, not when Alibaba was looking at him with such kind eyes. His heart was beating a thousand miles an hour. There was no way he could speak now.

Alibaba noticed how the other male wasn’t looking, and he felt a bit sad. “Will you look at me?” The blonde asked, reaching out to grab the other male’s hands gently, coaxing the prince to gaze at him. Hakuryuu reluctantly faced the blonde, a bit ashamed. His cheeks were pink half from embarrassment and half from their very recent training session. Alibaba, despite being able to complete his full djinn equip, still lost to the other prince. After all of that training, he was still unable to beat his friend. Still there was room for growth...it was to be expected. In more ways than one, Hakuryuu was surpassing him without stopping for Alibaba. But why would he wait? Was Alibaba just a burden to Hakuryuu?

Taking a deep breath, Hakuryuu gripped tightly onto the blonde’s hands, face heating up from the embarrassment he anticipated. Alibaba’s face matched his friends. “You have everything I wish I had, Alibaba.” The blonde blinked. “I…” Hakuryuu bit his lip and looked away for a moment but not letting go of the other male’s hands. “I turned to d-darkness, Alibaba! What could I possibly do in front of your greatness?” Alibaba stared wide-eyed at the other male. Is this how Hakuryuu truly feels? I am an idiot… “You’re stronger than me in so many ways. I feel like I can’t keep up with you.” Hakuryuu fought back tears. “I feel...so unworthy.” Alibaba frowned and pulled the other man in for a hug. Hakuryuu gasped at the sudden sign of affection. He didn’t know how to react to such an action.

Without saying anything, Alibaba stood up, pulling the other male with him. Hakuryuu stumbled wide-eyed, hand still enclosed tightly with the blonde’s as he dragged the Kou prince to the middle of a grassy courtyard. Letting go, Alibaba sat down on the lush grass with his back facing the confused prince, picking small flowers that grew there. For a while Hakuryuu stared at the other male’s back, not sure what was going on. The way his back muscles moved as Alibaba picked flowers and did something that was not visible to Hakuryuu almost enchanted the male as he stared. Once he snapped out of his trance, he began to crawl to sit in front of the blonde. But Alibaba turned around abruptly.

Hakuryuu let out a small squeak of surprise and fell back on his butt as the blonde tilted his head quickly. Shrugging off the reaction, Alibaba reached over to the other prince and place a flower crown upon his head. Hakuryuu reached up and felt the new accessory with confusion. “Kougyoku taught me how to make these.” Alibaba explained, picking up a flower and beckoning for Hakuryuu to do the same. The Kou prince was a bit clumsy but the blonde didn’t mind. “It’s a sign of friendship. It means no matter what, you’ll always be my friend.” Hakuryuu stopped his movements, staring at Alibaba. Tears began to stream down his face as he sobbed, holding the half-made delicate creation in his hands. He couldn’t bring himself to look the blonde in the eye; he was extremely embarrassed.

Alibaba smiled, helping the other male finish the crown through his sobs. Once it was done, Alibaba placed it upon his head and grinned wide. “Thank you, Hakuryuu!” No more tears streamed down his cheeks as Hakuryuu looked up at his friend...no, his best friend with a gentle expression. “Now with this, you’re my friend forever! No turning back!” Hakuryuu kept a straight face as he looked at the blonde.

“Then can I take it back right now?” Alibaba looked dejected for a moment before Hakuryuu burst into laughter, lying on his back and holding his stomach. Alibaba pouted and crawled over to his friend, resting his weary head on the other’s stomach. Hakuryuu didn’t mind the contact, smiling as his eyes were closed. After an intense workout, it was to be expected that their energy was drained (especially with such an emotional moment) and sleep overtook them.

Jafar was nearby, carrying a huge stack of finished scrolls that he was going to take to Sinbad but stopped when he saw two familiar teens sprawled out on the grass. Alibaba was snoring which made the advisor chuckle a bit before running off, leaving the two teens alone on the grass, sleeping to their hearts’ content.