Chapter One - Tense

"Nii-san, I'll prepare our dinner. Go shower." He simply raised an eyebrow at her and she stuck out her tongue. "I don't want to cuddle with a sweaty nii-san tonight," Setsu reprimanded the figure that towered over her.

Cain stared down at the girl before him, his expressionless face tilted to the side.

Setsu sighed. "What am I going to do with you? Move, you stupid nii-san." She grabbed him firmly by shoulders, turned him around and shoved his back until he was well into the tiled room."Unless nii-san wants me to wash his back for him?" She smirked up at him.

"Why wouldn't I want my cute little sister taking care of me?" Cain pulled his younger sister to his chest and gave a smirk of his own.

"But then who'd make sure you have food to eat? Wash up, nii-san. Then we'll eat." Setsu pulled her brother down by his neck to kiss him on the cheek. "Don't take too long, now."

She closed the door behind her and walked towards the room's kitchenette. Once the shower could be heard, she covered her face with her hands.

I'm getting too used to this! What must Tsuruga-san be thinking? Kyouko shook her head violently. A lowly kohai like me… It's what Setsu would do though! She groaned into her hands. Oh, right. Dinner! Exhaling, she moved to prepare tonight's soup, something light to eat before bed.

Once the pot was on the stove, she held her hands high above her head and stretched.

"My back is killing me…" Kyouko mumbled. With her schedule open to new assignments, Sawara-san had shown her offers for various dramas, one of which was a second lieutenant in the Japan Self-Defense Forces. The role required her to be in top shape for future stunts as well appearance. And so, training sessions were underway. Although she wasn't the protagonist, she wasn't the antagonist either. Kyouko made sure to put her all into her new role.

Of course, putting her all into preparations led to sore muscles.

Cain got out of the bathroom just as Kyouko finished preparing the table. Hair still dripping, he watched as she rolled her shoulders and used her right hand to rub.

As I thought, she probably worked too hard today...

Looking up, she once again schooled her features to Setsu's cool mask. Shirtless again... Of course Tsuruga-san's comfortable with it, this playboy.

"Nii-sannn," she whined. "How many times do I need to tell you that you'll get sick if you don't dry your hair?" Setsu walked over and pushed her brother to sit on his bed beside them. Nimble hands grabbed the towel around Cain's shoulders and dried the wet, black strands.

With Setsu so close, Cain hugged her closer to him at her waist. As her brother, it should be okay, right?

"Setsu, do your shoulders hurt?" He gazed up at her as she continued rubbing the towel.

"I'm fine. Why? Is nii-san worried about me?" She smiled at him sweetly. Done with drying, she was now running her fingers through his hair acting as a comb. Not that Ren minded at all.

"My precious girl is in pain, I should be worried about her. Sit down, Setsu." He pulled her to sit beside him and turned her to face away from him.

"But nii-san, your soup is getting cold." Setsu wriggled as Cain placed his hands upon her shoulders. She sat in front of him in a black, silk nightie. Restraint Kuon...

"It can wait, now stay still." He pushed the blonde and pink wig to the side to her front.

Just a massage, Kuon. That's all you're doing. But look at her neck, smooth and waiting...

Cain shook his head and kneaded his fingers along her shoulders.

Stay calm, Kyouko. This is Cain. Brothers massage their sisters. Setsu would want this. If I brush him off, it'd definitely be an NG.

Kyouko leaned her head forward and closed her eyes while he worked.

"Mmmm..."

Both their eyes shot open and Ren stilled in his movements.

Kyouko scrambled to pull herself together. "Nii-san's too good at this. I should make you do this every night." She turned her head to smile at him over her shoulder.

Unable to resist, Ren leaned in to kiss her bare shoulder. "If that's what my Setsu wants."

Facing away from him. Kyouko's face was flaming. Setsu, Setsu, Setsu.

"You spoil me too much, nii- Ah!" Ren bit down on her shoulder. Flaming? Her face was a tomato.

"You're mine and I'm yours. I can't help but spoil you."

Tsuruga-san, what are you doing?!

"Fine." Setsu settled to pout as he continued his ministrations.

She's so tense... It'd probably be better if she lies down...

So this popped into my head and I couldn't get it out so I decided I'd try my hand at typing it up for you all. It's rather short, but whatever. Tell me what you think and I'll be back! ^_^

-Cat