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[ Finally the day was over. There was nothing about this new job Bandou liked. The hours were shit, the pay was even more shit, and, worst of all, he was forced to wear this uncomfortable uniform all day. If it wasn't for his desperate need of money, he would have quit already.

But even now, as he slumped down into a seat on the subway, he couldn't get himself to put his hat or shades back on. All he wanted to do was barge in on Shouhei, take a shower without asking first, and hope the guy had some beer in the fridge for afterwards.

Yeah...that would make the day better. Bandou grinned stupidly to himself as he cradled his hat in his hands. Maybe the rest of the day would be okay, now that he was off work. ]

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[ A long day for Saburouta was not as long as Niouta's was. His started earlier and were much more mentally and physically demanding. So his eyes were closed in the train, trying to catch some of his energy from the long day.

His eyes shot open from a sudden jerk in the ttrain, and he glanced over at the station they were at, hoping he hadn't missed his stop, when something caught his eye.

Or rather someone.

He was older, as to be expected, but he looked quite similar to his older brother and his father...just a younger version of both he supposed. ]

...Saburouta?

[ There wasn't much of a reason for Bandou to look around when his name was called. No one addressed him that way anymore, aside from Anna, and the voice he heard definitely wasn't that of a little girl. But maybe it was more out of instinct. Like how an employee will say 'Excuse me, Sir?' in a crowded store and somehow you know they're talking to you.

So Bandou looked up from where he'd been staring out the train car's window, only to find that the person addressing him was someone he hadn't spoken to in just over four years. ]

...eh??

[ He stared at his brother for a good, long minute, a million memories suddenly rushing back to him, when the train car swayed to a halt. No...this was not how he wanted the rest of his day to go. So as the other passengers shifted around to deboard the train, Bandou wormed his way in between them, trying to put his hat and sunglasses on, in the process.

Just get out on the platform and maybe he'll forget he saw you. ]

[ Niouta saw his little brother get up and begin to leave the train. Scrambling, he made sure he had all of his belongings and followed, trying to go past people to get just a bit closer to the runaway. ]

Wait! Saburouta!

[ It doesn't take long for the crowd to thin out and he reaches for and grabs the mans wrist. ]

Don't just run off like that! Don't you know who I am?

[ Shit... Caught, Bandou spins around, jerking his arm out of his brother's grasp. ]

Of course I know who you are. What do you want?

Then don't run when I'm calling you! Why would you even do such a thing?

[ He began to calm down but that snappish attitude of that question and that jerking arm made him just grip it even tighter. ]

What do...What do I want? I want to know why my little brother hasn't spoken to me, his older brother, his father or even his own mother in over four years! I want to know why he decided to drop off the face of the earth and run away from his family! That's what I want from you, Saburouta.

[ Bandou blinked at Niouta. Was he seriously asking that? After all this time, had none of them figured out anything? ]

I...what?? I shouldn't have to contact any of you! You should all be the ones trying to find me!

[ He gritted his teeth as he looked to the side. He hadn't gotten his glasses on before Niouta caught up with him, and he didn't even want to know how badly his feelings were showing on his face. ]

Of course we tried to find you! Don't you think since you were the one that ran away you would at least give us the decency of letting us know why?

[ He frowns at the look Saburouta was giving him. This all came out in concerned anger, having to deal with the after effects of his baby brothers choice of just leaving without a reason why. ]

Do you have any idea how much distress you caused for Mother? For everyone in this family because of your childish act? Just what have you been doing for these four years that was so important for abandoning your family? Huh?

I don't need to tell you why I left! If none of you could figure it out by now, then I ...

[ But at the mention of their mother, Bandou paused, swallowing heavily. Her criticism probably hurt the most out of all of them. But he wasn't gonna let himself get upset... ]

Don't make this sound like it's my fault... None of you actually wanted me there, to begin with. Not even Mother...

[ Niouta goes from holding his wrist to grabbing him by his collar, getting right in his face. ]

We were trying to push you to stop being lazy, to get rid of those useless hobbies and do something with you're life and you ran away like a coward. How is it our fault that we were trying to lead you to a path of success instead of what you are now? What? A waiter?

Are you going to be like that for the rest of your life? What about a girlfriend and settling down? Having children and having a house? Bet with how you've made yourself you can't even have an apartment by yourself.

[ Bandou's doing little to hide his anger at this point. He's even gripping at Niouta's wrists, trying to get him to let go. Anyone waiting on the platform for the next train has surely backed away from them. ]

And what's wrong with any of that?! Why couldn't any of you let me just be who I am without you trying to shove this 'perfect life' on me?!

I tried to do what Father wanted, but you and Ichirou had to be better than me at every single thing. Even if I got a good marks, it was never enough cause you two were perfect. Even now you still think I'm a failure...

[ Oh no, Niouta's grip is still there, he's not going to let go anytime soon. ]

You had so much potential, Saburouta, why can't you see that? They were just trying to help, we were all just trying to--

[ Eric had been asked by Kusanagi to run a small errand as the others were busy finding the Colourless King. He climbed the stairs up to the platform and paused.

He was not expecting to see some random guy grabbing hold of Bandou, yelling at him.

It didn't matter because his instincts took hold, last time he saw something like this Totsuka had died, he wasn't going to let another Homra member join him.

He ran over, grabbed the guy by his back collar and pulled him loose off of Bandou, knife in hand and to his throat, the other grabbing his shirt. ]

You have five seconds to leave.

[ Eric, one does not pull a knife on someone in a public area with people watching. ]

[ Bandou stumbles backwards as Niouta's grip on his shirt is suddenly released. What the hell just happened? ]

Eh, Eric?

[ Thankfully, it takes Bandou less than five seconds to process what's going down. He has no idea where Eric suddenly appeared from but, as angry as he is at his brother right now, this is not how it needs to be resolved. ]

Eric, stop! That's my brother!

[ He spins his head to Bandou, blinking a bit in surprise by the sudden shout. ]

Bandou's...Brother?

[ Oh...

Oh did he mess up?

The knife is retracted and he takes a step back directly in front of Bandou, protecting him still in case the other tried to grab him. He was glaring at this so called brother. ]

The hell were you attacking Bandou then if he's your brother?

[ Niouta coughs involuntarily, rubbing is hand over where that knife had just been threatening to cut. He looks around the station in initial panic, but most of the people have fled. Only a few curious ones linger, whispering to one another. Still in shock, he gives an uneasy glance over his assailant. But this wasn't just some random attack, his brother knew this kid. ]

Are these the kind of people you're hanging out with now??

[ Bandou would have apologized for Eric's over-the-top reaction, but somehow Niouta was still managing to be judgmental - even after having a knife to his neck. ]

He's just being there for me. The way comrades should, the way family should.

[ He steps up next to Eric, placing a hand on his shoulder in a silent 'thanks'. ]

[ He probably butted in on something important without knowing any of what was going on, but he saw that Bandou wasn't happy so he had to help. He would've apologized if he didn't hear what this brother had just said, or Bandou's response to it.

Bandou's family wasn't there for him...And that made Eric a bit angry. ]

Better then hanging out with someone who doesn't respect him. Why take a worthless brother who throws away what they think is beneath them?

He deserves better. You're just pathetic.

[ Niouta began to protest again. Why was his baby brother defending and standing by some kid who'd just threatened his life? And who was this kid to make any comments on he and Saburouta's relationship? But before he got too much out, Bandou cut him off. ]

Niouta, shut the hell up!

You know, Eric's only just joined HOMRA and he's already willing to do anything to make sure we're all safe and happy and respected. Yet I've been trying my entire life to get you and Ichirou and Father to show me any of that! There's a big difference between encouraging someone to do their best and making them feel worthless for not living up to ridiculous expectations.

[ Niouta gaped at his brother, surprised by the outburst. He looked between this kid and his brother, wondering just what was his brother's life now?

Eric stared at the man until he heard some shouts, looking away he saw two what seemed to be police officers or train security. Oh yeah, he pulled out a knife in a normal environment. Whoops. ]

Bandou, we've got to go.

[ He wanted to start running to head over to the other exit, but he didn't want to leave Bandou behind ]

[ Bandou would have continued yelling at his brother if Eric hadn't elbowed him and pointed out the cops headed their way. ]

Damnit...

[ Eric was right, they had to get out of there. Bandou gives a short glance to Niouta, silently saying, 'don't rat us out and ruin this life for me, too'. Then the two of them are booking it out of the train station.

Once they think they're in the clear, Bandou gives Eric a smack on the head. ]

Idiot. Don't go pulling your knife out like that in public.

[ Eric gives the man one last glare before joining Bandou in the run. It doesn't take long for them to outrun the cops and he sighs in relief.

Until he feels the hit on his head. ]

Sorry, I thought it was the Colourless King! I didn't... [ Want to lose someone else... but he trailed off. ] I was worried okay? You never said you had a brother before, what was I suppose to do?

[ He leans heavily against the brick wall of whatever building they'd stopped in front of. He's got that classic Bandou petty look on. ]

I have two of them. And Niouta could never be the Colourless King, he's too damn perfect.

[ He pauses, finally slipping his sunglasses back on. ]

But uh, yeah thanks. Next time, just punch him in the face, instead.

[ He tilts his head at the comment. ]

Can anyone be perfect?

[ He gives a shrug, he had just reacted, it was lucky it wasn't as bad as it could've been or else he might've just killed him then and there. ]

I'll know for next time.

Yeah! Him and my oldest brother, Ichirou! They were always perfect at everything!

[ Sorry, Eric. Niouta finding him really fucked up his entire day, so he's gonna rant. Maybe Bandou's pettiness makes more sense now? ]

And now the asshole wants to make me feel bad for running away. It was their fault to begin with!

He didn't look that perfect...

[ No he was kind of seeing that now, he was learning a lot about Bandou today. ]

Their fault?

Well he is! Perfect grades, perfect at every sport he played, always had a girlfriend!

[ He emphasizes the last one as if it's the most important of them all. ]

And since they were so perfect, I was expected to be perfect too. But how the hell am I supposed to please Father when they beat me at everything and make it impossible?!

Sounds like a boring life.

[ It didn't really matter what it sounded like though. Bandou was forced to be someone he wasn't because of his brothers and his parents, and that didn't sound like a very good time to be in. ]

Not much of a father or family, if they can't love their son for who he is.

[ Sometimes Eric's bluntness really helps. Bandou heaves a heavy, if not sad sigh and relaxes his hands, which were closed in tight, angry fists. ]

Yeah...

That's why I joined HOMRA. It's so much better here with you guys.

[ Eric placed his hand on top of Banoud's head. Everyone always did it to him when he needed some form of cheering up, so Eric was going to do the same. ]

You're a good guy, I'm glad you're in Homra. Family doesn't mean blood, it just means being around those that care about you.

[ Bandou's not used to head pats since he's taller than most of the other guys. Although weird, it is comforting. ]

Thank, Eric. Just wish Niouta would get it through his head. We used to be really close when we were little.

[ He puts his hand down, sorry if he felt weird Bandou, the only comfort he knows how to do is the stuff people have shown him ]

You stood up for yourself, he saw that. If that doesn't change his mind then he's not worth thinking over.

[ Which was a lot easier said then done, but it would help Bandou to forget people that hurt him in his life, even if they were family. ]

We should keep moving, maybe head back. If you're up to it.

Yeah... Let's get back to the bar.

[ He pushes himself up from the wall he was leaning on, shoves his hands in his pockets and starts walking in the direction of the bar. ]

And thanks again.

Yeah.

[ He follows after him, slightly behind.

Ah, compliments, those are hard to handle. He shrugs, looking away. ]

You would've done the same.

Of course I would have!

[ Said all too proud. And compliments are great, Eric. What are you on? ]

Though, maybe without the knife.

[ Nope, he'd just throw himself in the way of the danger. ]

[ He smiles a bit, nice to know people have his back. ]

Heh, do you know how to even use one?

[ Besides tonfas that can bruise, knives can slice and kill, ]

Oh yeah, definitely. I mean, who doesn't know how to use a knife!

I mean killing someone with one. It's different then chopping onions.

[ Homra always seemed to use fists or blunt objects never anything with a sharp edge. ]

Oh.

Tch Shut up. How hard could that be anyway?

From holding the knife properly to finding a place to hit, whether to slice or stab...It can be as difficult as hurting yourself instead of your target.

I guess.

[ Yeah let's not give him a knife any time soon, if that's the case. ]

Still probably makes more sense to use our red aura.

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You don't need to learn it, so it doesn't matter.

[ He shrugs ]

Then your brother would've had some bad burns.

[ He clicks his tongue. ]

Surprised I didn't burn him.

Would you have wanted to burn your brother?

No, but...

He pisses me off so much, he's lucky it didn't just happen.

Probably for the best then you didn't.

[ He tilts his head as they continue walking. ]

Do families normally fight like that?

[ Bandou hisses slightly, shoving his hands in his pockets. ]

No! Shouhei always got along great with his parents!

[ Getting petty over Shouhei, instead of his brothers, is somewhat comforting. ]

[ Well he didn't need to know that but it was sort of a frame of reference. ]

Misplaced concern with stubborness, perhaps...

[ He wasn't trying to justify his actions, but it was strange to see family by blood acting like that.

Ah well, he shakes his head. Wasn't his place to guess or poke his head into Bandou's business. ]

You smell like food by the way.

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