The Pediatrician's Closet

Plot

"Heard from our beloved younger redhead that he had to save our darling little sister from one of Kaname's Buddha friends a few weeks back."

Masaomi glanced at Hikaru where he had dropped on the couch beside him. An old anime played on the TV, and a wastebasket full of tissues sat at his feet.

"Well, he didn't volunteer the information willingly," Hikaru said. "This time, it was Ema leaving his room, not the other way around, though I doubt anything was happening over how hard the poor girl was crying."

Masaomi stiffened but did his best to hide it from his brother. No weakness. And his head still hurt.

Hikaru waited for a commercial break before going on. "Apparently he had to pull him off her throat. Literally. Man said something about making her his in public in order to destroy the 'perverted brothers.' I'm sure there's more to it, but you can't depend on Yusuke to keep the details in order. He sees, he kills, he leaves. It's one of my favorite qualities about him."

"Where was this?"

"At some club her friends invited her too. Honestly, if Yusuke hadn't overheard and tagged along...some friends."

Masaomi tugged out a tissue and blew his nose. He saw stars. Every time. At least the pain in his throat had started to calm down.

Hikaru sighed. "Sometimes I think we're ending up as the source of all trouble for her. An attempted public rape, and why? Because Kaname loves her? Talk about a soap opera."

Masaomi had the feeling Hikaru had purposely said the word 'rape' just to rile him up. It unnerved him.

"Why are you telling me this?" Normally, Hikaru kept to himself, unless sharing the information would serve his own purposes. More entertaining for him that way.

"Because I'm displeased." Hikaru touched a finger to his cheek and winked at him. "And I'm not nearly as clever as I look."

With that, he got up, stretched, and left with a self-satisfied sway to his hips.