Preparation

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They held their intervention three nights later.

Yoko had gone to bed hours ago, her rules on her children's bedtimes loosening as they got older. As long as they all got up on time and got good grades in school, she didn't mind how long they stayed up.

Yuto didn't think she'd expected one of her children to abuse that trust, though.

He and his brothers had spent the last two (entirely sleepless) nights investigating their suspicions.

They were right, in the end. Yuya wasn't sleeping. He'd doze, obviously, as his body fought with his mind to get it's necessary eight hours, but Yuya never slept.

They were going to fix this. Tonight.

They couldn't stop the nightmares, but they could stop their brother from hurting himself even more with this dumb decision of his.

It was 2 AM, Sunday morning. They'd have all morning to sleep in if this went well.

Yuto pushed back his covers and looked to Yuri on the other side of the room. He nodded, and they both gathered all the blankets and pillows they could get their hands on. They made their way down the stairs.

They had work to do.

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