[Kaguya]

Yuki looked to his brother as he spoke “We aren't alive Yukio sempai, we just exist at the whim of another” he say quietly, no matter how it went history seemed to repeat itself on them, same old life just a new owner and location “Can we break the cycle?” he would ask his elder brother, walking within him a little. He really didn't want to be here and could tell Yukio didn't either but nothing good would come from delaying their fate. He just wanted to break down and cry and though he wanted to try and be strong like his brother so held back his tears.

Nodding hearing they must have been expected “The door was a jar so it would seem we where” he whisper “Yukio sempai, he is our master now we can't think like that... we can get punished” he say in small voice his eyes looking around as if he felt they where being watched “Do you feel eyes on us?” he ask his voice shaking showing he was unnerved at the thought. Feeling his hand being taken he smiled weakly glad for his siblings strength, he knew if it hadn't been for Yukio he would have given up and perished by now,

Being brought closer he placed his head on his brother's chest instantly feeling safe, Yukio was more than a sibling to him, he was also his best friend and parent in away always giving him support, guidance, comfort, he even gave him some of his food when his own wasn't enough. On hearing the words of comfort he nodded “As longs we are together we're safe right, we can get through anything” he say smile, nuzzling into his brothers chest a little.

Hearing himself being praised “I'm improving, but it still takes me a long time to read it, and some of the long words are very hard” he say he sounded almost defeated but smiled remembering that he done it well, he managed to read the letter “D-do you think master will allow me time to do studies if I'm good?” he would ask, he wouldn't hold his breath as they where here to serve and if he was learning he couldn't forfil his duty to their master.

Seeing the other man come into the area he clung to Yukio as if the newcomer was there to do him harm, now he shook a little more as the comfort was lost. He wondered why he sounded so strange moving between the two languages but said nothing believing to would do more harm than good. His hand being taken again he nodded and followed without question, to the near buy door with their designated number on it. Releasing his brother's hand he opened the door and walked in.

Looking around the room was far more simple than the main hall but then they where slaves and didn't deserve such luxurious things as their master of his friends. There where two beds both had plain white cotton blankets, the curtains where ice blue and also made of cotton, the walls had nothing on them “Would you like the left or the right?” he ask not making a move until the other had decided which bed he wanted, but then it wouldn't matter as he would just end up sneaking into his brother bed anyway

((Sorry about it not being to good I am needing to rest))