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A flash of golden hair and the sound of the wind whipping through us.

Ryouta-nii was home.

That voice wasn't Shuuzo's. You quickly turned only to realize what a bigger mess you had gotten into.

"What the hell," Ryouta trailed off, an unexplainable emotion was in his golden eyes and he dropped the pilot's hat he was carrying.

"Nii-chan," you gasped.

"You two, inside, right now."

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"I cannot believe this shit," seethes Ryouta as he paces around your living room.

You sigh, turning your head slightly to look at Nijimura. His face is unreadable. You look at the floor, worry and fear circulate through you. Then, Shuuzo takes hold of your hand. You blink in surprise. His hand grips you gently and you feel as though he is giving you some of his strength.

"Explain yourself," demands your brother, "who knows about this and how long?"

"I found out about it last week. So far, only Grandmother, Shouka-chan know. Shuuzo just found out about it today."

"That was so irresponsible, (Name), you're a senior. How could you possibly think to do something as stupid as that."

"I-I'm sorry."

"I will take full responsibility of the child," cuts in Shuuzo

"No way in hell."

"But, nii-"

"I can see how he took care of his responsibility with you. There's no fucking way I'm going to accept this."

"But the way I see it, that's still my child and I have a right to him or her."

"I'm her legal guardian and I forbid you to see each other. Dammit Shuuzo, I trusted you!"

"Shuuzo," you hold his hand tighter but you know how stubborn Ryouta was.

"I'll make this right," Shuuzo promises.

"Y-You're not mad," you ask incredulously

"I think it was a wonderful thing, but maybe the timing was kind of wrong. I told you (Name), I love you."

"Me too."

"Get the fuck out of my house," growls your brother.

As he leaves, Shuuzo's eyes meet yours and you know somehow. Things would be okay.

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Ryouta gulps down some tea as your Grandmother pats you softly on the back.

"You're going to get rid of that," Ryouta orders.

Your eyes widen, you don't know it but so does your Grandmother's.

"I wo-"

"There will be no killing in this house," interrupted your Grandmother. She stands up, her (eye color) orbs pierce Ryouta's golden ones.

"Grandmother," he sighs, "(Name) is a senior."

"You're asking your sister to kill her own child."

"It's just a bunch of unformed pieces of flesh and DNA."

"It's a baby, Ryouta. A human, just like you and me."

Your brother breathes through clenched teeth before finally submitting.

"I'm sorry, (Name)."

"I'm sorry too, nii-chan."