A Regular, Do Nothing Day

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Yuto sat on the floor in front of the living room table, balancing his deck as Yuya napped peacefully on the living room couch.

Now thirteen years old, Yuya's dreams have yet to wane in their frequency. But after his brothers told him of the real reason behind them, their crimson eyed brother no longer felt that his vivid dreams were the product of some twisted part of his mind. He still had trouble sleeping at night, but the knowledge that his brothers would be there for him despite it all proved to be a great comfort to the young performer. Things seemed to have fallen into a manageable pattern, to the relief of all parties involved.

They found that napping seemed to help. While Yuya didn't get as much sleep as he would if he had a full night's rest, the naps helped him at least function for the majority of the day.

Why he, Yuri, and Yugo hadn't thought of it sooner would remain a mystery.

Yuya took to the naps like a fish took to water. So much so that their little brother now bordered on narcoleptic with how often he'd collapse everywhere to get another few moments of sleep. Despite the trouble this new habit caused them (catching a suddenly sleeping Yuya before he fell down the school stairs had not been fun), Yuto and his brothers couldn't bring themselves to make him stop. They were just happy Yuya hadn't tried to stay awake for days on end again.

Today was one of the calmer days. The memory from the night before hadn't been too draining, and it also just so happened to be their day off from school. Yuri had left the house to duel Dennis and Serena in the park nearby while Yugo had shut himself in the garage with Rin and Crow, the latter helping the other two fine tune their nearly-finished D-Wheel.

Yuto decided to forgo hanging out with Shun today, wanting to spend the day with his youngest brother, even if the day would be entirely spent with the younger napping in the calm of the living room.

Yuya let out a groan as he sat up from his prone position on the living room couch after waking from his nap.

Yuto smiled at his brother's exaggerated yawn, calling to him from where he sat next to the small table. "You awake now, lil bro?"

Yuya's body flopped back onto the couch, giving a content sigh as his only response.

Yuto chuckled and went back to fixing up his deck, letting Yuya get a few more minutes of much deserved sleep.

Peaceful days like these are so few and far between, he thought, listening to Yuya as the younger's breath steadied once again, indicating that he'd fallen asleep. If our theory proves right, after next year, we could have more of these. Ones that Yuya will actually be awake for.

It was a conversation Yuto, Yuri, and Yugo had had often. When would Yuya get all of his memories back? They knew why he was getting his memories in this manner, but the three of them never got all their memories until right before their fourteenth birthday. After they die.

If there was one thing that Yuto and his brothers wanted to avoid, it was the death of their youngest at age 14.

He's not dying. Yuto swore, glancing at Yuya, I'd sooner jump in front of the bus that tries to hit him before I'd let that happen.

Yuto knew that Yuri and Yugo would do the same.

This was the first time this has ever happened to them, and they had no one to discuss this stuff with. Even with Yuya added to the group, their younger brother only remembered so much of his time as Keeper. Bits and pieces, mostly information the others already knew. So all they could really do was wait.

It's agonizing.

Yuto glanced over at Yuya.

But it's nothing we can't deal with. For him.

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