Disclaimer: POT not mine…Takeshi Konomi's.

My P-…Not so Perfect Brother?

Dear journal,

I think Aniki is an android. That's what Kaede, my little sis, confided to me when she was five, now she's nine and still isn't sure whether it is true or not. The sad thing is- I think she might have been right. Sometimes I really doubt if Aniki is a teenage human boy. He acts like an old forty-year old man, looks like a twenty year old, and I've never seen him display a trace of being human. I wonder if he bleeds. I mean androids don't have blood, right? The reason I say this? Aniki is perfect.

At least, that's what Kaa-san and Tou-san tell me. Oh, and everybody else who has ever met Aniki. I can understand Kaa-san and Tou-san, Aniki is their firstborn, who coincidentally turned out to be a son. Wait this is Aniki there is no 'just happens'- their perfectly expected firstborn son. Aniki is the epitome of their orderly, upper middle class ideals of what a son should be. Nothing about Aniki is untidy or rebellious- when he's out of his school uniform, he wears slacks with matching sweater vest-no, brand name t-shirts or jeans for my brother. He could give my school disciplinarian a lesson on proper posture and correct usage of manners. His classmates dubbed him the 'Gentleman'. Ugh, how depressing! Oh, and he's never received anything less than an A in a class. I hate his brilliance; he can't even suck at sports. In short, my Aniki is the shining apple of our parents 'and his teachers' lives; oh not to mention, the envy of all my parents' associates. His classmates don't even hate him! Ugh, the prat always comes home with a bag full of homemade chocolates on Valentine's Day, and I just know he turns down all the girl's confessions. How? You never see him bring home any of the girls who gave him that chocolate. The guys in his class envy him, but do you think they get mad? - No. Who could ever be mad at the perfect Yagyuu Hiroshi?

Apparently only me, Yagyuu Ikeda. I hate having a perfect brother. It means I can never even compare. All my parents tell me is "Ikeda be more like Hiroshi". Well, I'm sorry, I am not some android child who can do well at everything, get perfect grades, and never have any fun. Unfortunately for them, I like having friends and doing other things besides school, chores and clubs. What self-respecting teenager plays golf for fun? Aniki doesn't have a social life. He has school, golf, and chores. I know he doesn't have friends-despite what Kaa-san says classmates that come over to do projects are not friends. They don't even address each other informally, then again Aniki calls Kaede and I – Kaede-chan and Ikeda-kun. It might kill- I mean overload his circuits- to be even slightly less than polite. I think Kaa-san needs to lecture me less on being too social and Aniki more on being less than social. Even Kaede has friends; of course, Kaa-san lectures her too. I mean shouldn't Kaa-san at least bother him to be more social so he can meet the perfect woman and they can get married and have perfect children and live the most perfect little life… I disgust myself ...ugh… the images are making me sick.

Forget it. Aniki doesn't know how to deal with people. When Kaa-san and Tou-san go out and make Aniki watch us- it's weird. Aniki has never been a normal brother. I can't remember him ever playing with Kaede or I at all- not even a silly board game. Forget something as childish as wrestling, which just doesn't fit our family. I mean I know we aren't the most physically emotional people, but I think Aniki takes it to a different level. It's like he doesn't feel at all; he's-I don't know…distant. His posture is perfect, so he doesn't slouch or tense with laziness or anger. His face, forget it, his face…it doesn't change. I mean, if it weren't for the fact that occasionally he gives people a small polite smile when helping them, I would think it was stuck in this not-happy but not- angry look. It was better before he got his glasses, then you could at least know he was human, but one day he just came home in those one-way glasses. They're so creepy.

They're the reason Kaede thought Aniki was an android. I know most guys scoff when girls coo about eyes being the window to the soul, but I can't help but think it's true. Before I never used to wonder if Aniki was human but when he got those, I began to wonder. I hate it when he looks at me…I can just see those staring at me reflecting light, but not letting their owner's eyes be seen. It's like he can see right through me, but those hide him from being seen. Sometimes, I have nightmares about those glasses. I dream that he's staring at me and I turn around to tell him off, but when I look at him, he takes them off slowly. I feel satisfied that he's finally taking them off, but I also get really apprehensive. A scream gets stuck in my throat as I see them- empty glowing crimson pits -behind the glasses, as he finally grins- maliciously. It terrifies me enough that I jerk awake…One time I had fallen asleep on the couch and when I jerked up from the nightmare he was there- staring at me. It was silent, as we just stared at each other before he eventually broke away his gaze-I've avoided looking straight at his face since then.

I think Kaede and I are adopted; we don't really fit in this family. We like having friends and doing what other kids are doing…but forbid any, any video games or manga are found in our house. I know Kaede gets just as tired of the straight-laced attitude our family has as I do. We both think housewives and cubicle business drones are dull and want something different, but with our family it's what we'll probably end up doing. I hate that Aniki doesn't care. I hate that when I feel like such an outsider to this family I get told by some teacher, "Yagyuu-kun, you're such a proper and model student, just like your Aniki". Let's get this straight: I like being imperfect, because I do not want to be perfectly ordinary, well-mannered, future upper middle management and friendless, stoic, lifeless Yagyuu Hiroshi.

Truly Flawed,

Ikeda

Revised: 2-13-12

Hmmm…sort of serious there. It won't always be so harsh. This is likely to be shorter than my other fic, I have a planned ending for this one. This is all written from the viewpoint of my OC Yagyuu's little brother, though I might include someone else's view later on. Right now Yagyuu is a second year, and has not joined the tennis team yet.

Well, thanks for reading.

False Sourires