{"id":410,"date":"2005-01-10T17:53:06","date_gmt":"2005-01-10T22:53:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.branchandroot.net\/archive\/?p=410"},"modified":"2012-05-07T21:52:23","modified_gmt":"2012-05-08T01:52:23","slug":"in-the-family","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.branchandroot.net\/archive\/2005\/01\/in-the-family\/","title":{"rendered":"In the Family"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&quot;Aniki, couldn&#8217;t you have gotten Saeki-san to practice with you?&quot;<br \/>\n     Yuuta asked.<\/p>\n<p>The complaint was for form&#8217;s sake, and his brother&#8217;s smile said that he knew<br \/>\n     it perfectly well. Still. Their&#8230; reconciliation&#8230; was new enough that<br \/>\n     Yuuta would have preferred some time away from potential irritants and interruptions.<\/p>\n<p>&quot;Ah, Fuji-kun, what marvelous timing you have. One was hoping to introduce<br \/>\n     you.&quot;<\/p>\n<p>Interruptions like that. Yuuta sighed, resigned, and then had to take a second<br \/>\n     look at the person who had hailed his brother. He didn&#8217;t think he&#8217;d ever<br \/>\n     seen anyone dressed quite that flamboyantly outside a festival. Or, possibly,<br \/>\n     a circus. He was busy enough looking at the top hat that it took him a few<br \/>\n     moments to notice that his brother had paused beside the strange person,<br \/>\n     and was now standing on Yuuta&#8217;s other side.<\/p>\n<p>Between him and the strangers. Yuuta took a closer look.<\/p>\n<p>There were, in fact, three of them. The other two looked far more normal. A<br \/>\n     young man and woman, both blond and looking alike enough they had to be related.<br \/>\n     So what was it about them that was making Aniki tense up?<\/p>\n<p>&quot;Friends of yours, Hatter-san?&quot; his brother asked the oddly dressed<br \/>\n     one. <\/p>\n<p>&quot;One rather doubts it,&quot; the Hatter person answered, serenely. &quot;Fuji-kun,<br \/>\n     this is Mudou Setsuna, erstwhile Messiah, and Sara, his&#8230;&quot;<\/p>\n<p>&quot;Girlfriend,&quot; Setsuna put in, very firmly.<\/p>\n<p>&quot;Of course,&quot; Hatter murmured, &quot;and this is Fuji Shuusuke, and<br \/>\n     his brother, Yuuta I believe it was?&quot;<\/p>\n<p>&quot;Yes.&quot; Aniki&#8217;s smile was starting to sharpen.<\/p>\n<p>So, Yuuta tallied up in his own mind, this person who seemed to know his brother,<br \/>\n     and who his brother seemed a little wary of, wanted to introduce them to<br \/>\n     a couple who looked remarkably like relatives. He swallowed hard and tried<br \/>\n     to keep breathing.<\/p>\n<p>&quot;Aniki,&quot; he managed, &quot;who is this?&quot; And, more importantly,<br \/>\n     what did he know?<\/p>\n<p>His brother stepped a little closer to him. &quot;This is Mad Hatter. He&#8217;s<br \/>\n     a demon.&quot;<\/p>\n<p>Yuuta turned his head to look at his brother, who appeared to be serious. &quot;A<br \/>\n     demon?&quot; he repeated, just on the off chance he&#8217;d actually misheard.<\/p>\n<p>&quot;Quite,&quot; Hatter agreed. And a pair of black wings unfolded behind<br \/>\n     him.<\/p>\n<p>Yuuta stared. &quot;Aniki,&quot; he said, very calmly, &quot;what did you put<br \/>\n     in my juice this morning?&quot;<\/p>\n<p>&quot;One does assure you, it wasn&#8217;t your brother,&quot; Hatter assured him,<br \/>\n     waving one wing.<\/p>\n<p>&quot;A demon,&quot; Aniki reiterated, &quot;who isn&#8217;t going to be having anything<br \/>\n     to do with you, Yuuta. Is he?&quot; Hatter was now on the receiving end of<br \/>\n     a very dangerous look.<\/p>\n<p>He didn&#8217;t seem concerned.<\/p>\n<p>&quot;Ah, siblings,&quot; Hatter sighed. &quot;They&#8217;re so precious.&quot; He<br \/>\n     fanned his wings. &quot;And entertaining. Why don&#8217;t the four of you have<br \/>\n     a nice little chat, then? One is sure it will be good for all of you.&quot;<\/p>\n<p>And then he sank out of sight into his own shadow. Yuuta stared at the sidewalk<br \/>\n     and reminded himself that it wasn&#8217;t healthy to hyperventilate.<\/p>\n<p>&quot;So,&quot; Setsuna sighed, running a hand through his hair, &quot;you&#8217;ve<br \/>\n     met Hatter before?&quot;<\/p>\n<p>&quot;He can be entertaining company,&quot; Aniki observed.<\/p>\n<p>Setsuna blinked at him for a moment before he burst out laughing. &quot;I&#8217;ll<br \/>\n     stop worrying, then!&quot;<\/p>\n<p>Sara swatted his shoulder. &quot;Setsuna, cut it out. Maybe Fuji-san didn&#8217;t<br \/>\n     know what he was getting into.&quot; She gave them a bright, sympathetic<br \/>\n     smile, and Yuuta relaxed in spite of himself. It might be nice to talk with<br \/>\n     her sometime, actually. If he was reading the situation right, she might<br \/>\n     understand a few things.<\/p>\n<p>&quot;You think?&quot; Setsuna asked, raising a skeptical brow. &quot;<em>I<\/em><br \/>\n     bet he did. He&#8217;d probably get along with Hatter&#8217;s boss, too.&quot; The thought<br \/>\n     seemed to amuse him.<\/p>\n<p>Sara planted her hands on her hips. &quot;Enough of that! You said you&#8217;d wait<br \/>\n     until we were both reborn to start playing politics with everyone again.&quot;<\/p>\n<p>&quot;Right, right,&quot; Setsuna raised his hands, placatingly. &quot;Anyway,<br \/>\n     I think we&#8217;ll probably see you at Nationals, Fuji.&quot;<\/p>\n<p>&quot;Really?&quot; Aniki sounded only mildly curious, and Yuuta sighed. Some<br \/>\n     day, he&#8217;d figure out how his brother did it.<\/p>\n<p>Setsuna grinned. &quot;I&#8217;m a friend of Tachibana&#8217;s.&quot;<\/p>\n<p>&quot;Small world,&quot; Aniki commented in an amiable tone.<\/p>\n<p>&quot;Gettin&#8217; smaller every day,&quot; Setsuna answered ruefully over his shoulder<br \/>\n     as his&#8230; sister?&#8230; towed him off with great determination.<\/p>\n<p>&quot;Are you sure we can&#8217;t have a nice, calm day inside?&quot; Yuuta asked,<br \/>\n     looking straight ahead, just in case any other weirdness was strolling by.<\/p>\n<p>His brother laughed, softly. &quot;That might be a good idea after all. Come<br \/>\n     on, let&#8217;s head home.&quot; <\/p>\n<p>&nbsp; <\/p>\n<p><strong>End<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Belial introduces the Fujis to the Mudous. <span class=\"summary-meta\">Drama with Humor, I-3<\/span><\/p>\n<p><strong>Notes:<\/strong> Contains consensual sibling incest.<\/p>\n<blockquote class=\"teaser\">\n<p>Yuuta sighed, resigned, and then had to take a second look at the person who had hailed his brother. He didn&#8217;t think he&#8217;d ever seen anyone dressed quite that flamboyantly outside a festival. Or, possibly, a circus. He was busy enough looking at the top hat that it took him a few moments to notice that his brother had paused beside the strange person, and was now standing on Yuuta&#8217;s other side.<\/p>\n<p>Between him and the strangers. Yuuta took a closer look.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[45,436,315,318,507,512,313],"tags":[120,155,335,171,609,328,336],"class_list":["post-410","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-crossovers","category-warning","category-seigaku","category-st-rudolph","category-drama","category-humor","category-tennis-sanctuary","tag-pot-fuji","tag-pot-yuuta","tag-pot-fujiyuuta","tag-as-mad-hatter","tag-as-mudou-sarah","tag-as-setsuna","tag-as-setsunasarah"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.branchandroot.net\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/410","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.branchandroot.net\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.branchandroot.net\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.branchandroot.net\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.branchandroot.net\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=410"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.branchandroot.net\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/410\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.branchandroot.net\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=410"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.branchandroot.net\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=410"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.branchandroot.net\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=410"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}