Disclaimer: I do not own Brothers Conflict
"Nee-san, play video games with me!"
Wataru sprung towards Ema immediately after she walked into the living room. He gently tucked the sleeve of her jumper, looked straight into her eyes with his big brown ones and pleaded:
"Let's play, please?"
"Sure, let's play", Ema smiled to him. "What do you want to play?"
"Nakkun brought us this new game, let's play that!"
Wataru ran to the TV and started searching the cabinets. Meanwhile Ema sat on the couch next to Yuusuke, who was scribbling something down into a notebook.
"What are you doing? Homework?"
"Yeah. Or more like trying to do."
"What subject?" she asked, gazing at his notes.
"Math. This just doesn't make any sense!" Yuusuke groaned and let his pencil drop from his grip to the table.
"You need help?"
A slight blush rose to Yuusuke's cheeks, but before he could answer Wataru ran to them, holding the new video game.
"Here it is, let's play this!"
Ema took the game from Wataru's hands and inspected the cover. She had never heard of it before, but it seemed like a fighting game.
"But Wataru-chan", Ema remarked as she read the back of the box, "we'll need 4 players for this."
"Huh? For real?"
"Yeah. You'll play in teams, 2 versus 2."
"I'll play", Yuusuke stated.
"Yay! Wataru beamed.
"Great!" Ema smiled, "But what about your homework?"
"I-it's fine", Yuusuke assured. Then he continued under his breath, "Like I could focus while you're around anyways..."
"Eh?"
It took a couple of seconds for Yuusuke to realize that he had actually said that out loud. Immediately a crimson blush colored his entire face.
"Y-y-y-you, I m-meant you Wa-Wataru!" Yuusuke stuttered pointing at his little brother, "Y-you're so... noisy, I can't concentrate when you're he-here!"
"I've been here the whole time, why didn't I bother you bef-?"
"S-shut up!" Yuusuke interrupted him, blushing – if possible – even more furiously.
"Why's the idiot yelling?"
Everyone turned their gaze to the new voice. They saw Fuuto at the end of the stairs with his eyebrows raised. He looked slightly amused.
"N-nothing, it's nothing!" Yuusuke snapped before either Wataru nor Ema were able to say anything.
"Huh?"
Ema quickly glanced at extremely nervous-looking and red-faced Yuusuke. She thought it was the best to change the subject.
"Um, we're just looking for a fourth player", she explained holding up the the game.
"Are you now? In that case, the idiot is making too much noise", Fuuto jeered.
Yuusuke opened his mouth to snap something at him, but Wataru managed to speak up first.
"I know, I know, Fuutan will team up with Yuu-kun!" he declared proudly.
"Eh?" Yuusuke and Fuuto blurted out in unison.
"Now we have enough players!" Wataru rejoiced.
Yuusuke looked shocked, but Fuuto had a expression of pure repulse on his face.
"H-hey, there's no way I'm playing with him", Yuusuke declared.
"That's my line, you idiot", Fuuto retorted, "I'll play if I'll be nee-san's partner."
"No, I'll be her teammate!" Yuusuke bolted up from the couch.
"Nope, I will."
"I will!"
"I wi-!"
"Zip it you two!" Ema hissed loudly.
Both of the brothers were so shocked, they forgot their fight instantly. They had never seen her loose her cool like that. Ema was a bit surprised herself too.
"I'll be Wataru's partner", she said with an overly calm tone, putting an end to the brother's fight for good.
Ema had thought that were would be a sea of objections, but everyone in the room was silent. She took another second to calm herself down, before letting out a long sigh.
"Can't you guys just get along this one time? For Wataru?" she pleaded looking first into Yuusuke's dark red eyes, then into Fuuto's brown ones.
After a long silence Yuusuke groaned.
"Alright", he said reluctantly.
"Thank you", Ema said and placed her hand on his shoulder, causing him to blush slightly once more. But to Yuusuke's relief Ema did not see that because she had already turned her gaze to Fuuto.
"And what about you?"
Fuuto took a tiny pause before saying anything.
"Fiiine, oookay", he answered stretching his words, "but I'm not doing this for Wataru", he trudged slowly next to her,"I'm doing this", he continued and lifted Ema's hand from Yuusuke's shoulder and held it tightly, "for you, nee-san."
"Fuuto, you-", Yuusuke growled, but Ema didn't let him finish.
"Super", she said coldly and shook off Fuuto's grip, "Now we can finally get to playing."
"Yaay!" Wataru cheerfully turned on the console and placed the disc in.
"But, under one condition", Fuuto declared with a malicious smirk.
"And that is?"
"Ohhh, this is getting interesting!" Hikaru giggled as he barged into the living room, followed by Ukyo, who was carrying groceries. Ukyo carried the plastic bags into the kitchen, but Hikaru flung himself onto the couch.
"Now c'mon, continue", he prompted Fuuto, "The condition?"
"If we beat you two", he grinned and pointed to Ema and Wataru, "we'll get to choose", he paused for a while and looked straight into Ema's eyes, "your new swimsuit."
A loud "thump" rang from the kitchen as Ukyo dropped a large bag of rice.
"E-eh?" Ema managed to stutter.
"We'll what?" Yuusuke blurted.
"You'll what?" Ukyo squawked as he rushed to the living room.
Hikaru's smirk was even wider than Fuuto's.
"Yesterday I overheard when you told to Ukyo that you didn't have a proper swimsuit for our overseas trip next summer. Ukyo promised that he'd take you to the mall tomorrow so you could buy a new one. So, if we win, we'll be the ones choosing your swimsuit", Fuuto explained, "Do you accept the challenge?"
A silence fell to the room. Ema pondered her options and Fuuto was glaring at her, smiling smugly. Ukyo seemed too shocked to speak, Wataru was busy setting up the game, Yuusuke looked like he was lost in thought and Hikaru observed everyone attentively. Suddenly Yuusuke flushed red and turned his back to everyone.
"Aha!" Fuuto snickered, "Idiot is thinking about perverted things!"
"No I'm not!"
"Yes you are. You're thinking about nee-san in a swimsuit!"
"No I'm not!" Yuusuke claimed again and grabbed Fuuto by the collar of his shirt.
"Stop it already!" Ema cried and with Ukyo's help they teared the two brothers apart. Ema stood between Yuusuke and Fuuto, just in case.
"Fine", she said firmly and turned to Fuuto, "I'll accept your challenge."
Both Yuusuke and Ukyo gasped, but Hikaru looked like he was watching his favourite TV-show.
"Fan-tas-tic!" Fuuto grinned.
"But", Ema stated, "I want to set up some conditions too. For my safety."
"Wait, you're not seriously going to do this, are you?" Ukyo was shocked.
"No way, I'm backing down now", Ema said and gave Fuuto a nasty glare, "Now, my conditions: Firstly, the swimsuit, which you'll pick has to get Ukyo's approval."
"Huh, mine? Why?"
"Yes, yours. Since you're the adult who takes us to the mall tomorrow – if I and Wataru lose – I'd like you to make sure that they won't pick anything... indecent. Is that okay?"
"I'd never do anything like that to you!" Yuusuke declared instantly.
Ukyo nodded.
"It's okay."
"Great. And Yuusuke-kun, I'm relieved to hear that, but I was more afraid of that flirty pop star than you in the first place", Ema assured Yuusuke.
"Hey, I'm not the one thinking about pervy stuff about you with the every chance I get", Fuuto commented, shrugging his shoulders.
"You bastard", Yuusuke fumed and tried to grab Fuuto again, but Ema pressed her hand on his chest and stopped him.
"Enough! Both of you!" Ukyo commanded.
Maybe it was Ema's touch or Ukyo order, but anyways Yuusuke seemed to calm down a little. Fuuto was still smiling his wide, mischievous smile.
"Is there more conditions?" Hikaru asked curiously, slightly easing the tension.
"Yes, there is", Ema said and this time she was grinning, "you'll have to pick the swimsuit... unanimously."
"Eh?" Yuusuke and Fuuto said with one voice.
"So you'll have to find a swimsuit that you'll both like. And that means you'll have to collaborate."
"Not going to happen", Fuuto declared.
"No way", Yuusuke stated.
"We'll never be able to agree on anything."
"But you just agreed that you can't do this", Ema pointed out.
"Doesn't count."
"Exactly."
Are you flippin' kidding me? Ema thought and sighed.
"Well, do you want to hear the final condition or do you already give up?"
Yuusuke and Fuuto quickly glared at each other and then nodded.
"You'll have one hour time limit. If you can't find a swimsuit you both like or if your choice won't be approved by Ukyo, I'll choose the swimsuit myself and neither of you will have anything to do with it. Do you accept these terms?"
To Fuuto these conditions seemed too harsh, but he didn't say anything. He knew Ema wouldn't budge. And if he turned her offer down Hikaru or maybe even Ukyo would probably take his place. Fuuto had to admit to himself that even though he had meant this whole thing to be a joke at first, the idea of getting to choose nee-san's swimsuit got him pretty excited.
"Fine", Fuuto held out his hand out and shook hands with Ema. They both had a malicious twist in their smiles.
Instantly after Fuuto let go of Ema's hand Yuusuke grabbed it. He too shook hands with her and Fuuto couldn't help to notice how the smile Ema offered to Yuusuke was much warmer than the one he had received.
"Can we finally start playing?" Wataru begged holding the controllers in his hands.
"Yeah, su-"
"Wait!", Hikaru exclaimed suddenly, "If Yuusuke-chan and Fuuto-chan loose, they'll have to get a punishment too."
"Ohhh", Wataru's eyes lit up, "Of course."
"Huh?" both Yuusuke and Fuuto let out a shocked gasp.
"It's only fair", Hikaru stated.
"So, if you lose...", Ema pondered, "you-"
"-two aren't allowed to talk to nee-san for two weeks!" Wataru announced.
Smirk disappeared from Fuuto's face faster than it seemed to be physically possible and Yuusuke turned pale.
"B-but we're in the same class!" he flustered, "How can I not talk to her?!"
"Win and you'll have no problem", Fuuto snapped, "Now, let's get to playing!"
A/N: I hope ya'll enjoyed my first ever "proper" fanfic! English isn't my mother tongue, so if you see any mistakes, don't be ashamed to send me PM or write review, and I'll do my best to fix them. :) Nevertheless, I'll try to get the next chapter up ASAP. Until then... see ya!