#yukibutt

“Hey, Nee-san, I’m home.” Yukio shuffled in, his coat dropping to the floor behind him as he fell face first onto his bed, “I never want to move again.”

"Get up, Yukio, it's only seven." 

Yukio blinked, staring down at the girl. “N-nee-san!?” he got down on his knee, “Why are you so little?”

“No.” Yukio glared at his sister, “Just. No.”

Rin gave the three of them an odd look, before asking, ". . . neh . . . th' hell are you guys doin'!?"

Then she did a double take when he heard the . . .otherYukio's words.

((Damn you, Billie >:U I'll have to get to Mini's later though - at least you didn't do Nightmare.))

To th' spotty four-eyes,

If you're readin' this, then . . . well, like you usually say, you've got 99 problems - an' now I'm not one o' them.

Sorry 'bout dozin' in class all the' time, but y'know me. I'm more of the physical learner. 

You can take care o' yourself now, little bro. That's th' only way I know I can leave ya' like this.

Sorry about everything, Yuki-chan. I love ya', even if I don't seem like it, m'kay?

I'll say hello to th' old man for ya'.

“Rin!?” The boy shook his sister, “Rin, wake up!” his sister was shouting his name, crying in her sleep, “Nee-san, I’m ok,” he whispered, hugging his sister but wincing as flames burnt him, but he had to comfort his sister. ((better? ;n;))

It takes her a moment, but she does jar awake, opening one eye after the other.

"Y-Yukio . . . ?" Her eyes widen. "Yukio! Oh thank God - " She hugs him back, maybe a bit too tightly, and she'll have to regret that later when she's not overfilled with relief and mumbling incoherent, incomplete sentences.

Yukio’s face paled, “Nee-san..? Are you alright?”

In contrast to Yukio's now rather white face, Rin had a small blush on hers.