[Kaguya]

Yuki looked to his brother when he spoke about existence and the cycle they seemed to endlessly be in “Just existing makes us a hollow shell...” he say in a quiet voice, he knew it was no life to live and he knew it was one they both wanted to leave, on hearing others may have broken the cycle before, he smiled. Yukio always told him stories of people who started out like they where and through one simple twist of fate everything changing and the person being someone of importance. Those stories filled him with hope that they to might find that one thing that would change their fate.

“Truth is one of the seven codes of bushido, but if nothing nice can be said then it shouldn't...” he shuddered a little remembering the time he himself had been punished by their father for calling him a good for nothing drunk in anger. Though it was the truth he was beaten within an inch of his life and it was because of it he was so skittish and quiet about everything afraid that the same punishment would come again if he said anything bad at all. “If our master is watching us, then I would guess it would be through cameras, and with how much money he has... he would have enough to make sure they where never found even if we where looking for them” he say holding the other's hand, his voice showed it was both an opinion and an observation on the subject.

Looking up from the nuzzle he smiled hearing Yukio speak, it was true they had been through very bad things in their past and yet when they where about to breakdown, or give up mainly himself on both, the other was always their to remind them that as long as they where together nothing in the universe could effect them. “We'll get though it, we have each other... that's all we need” his voice showed a lot of love and devotion to his brother, he believed he needed nothing else so longs he had Yukio there to help protect and nurture him.

Yuki giggled a little innocently at his brothers praises, he was happy that he was making his brother proud of him “I hope he isn't like our first master..” he say clenching ad his sleeves looking down. Their first master knew that he was dyslexic and still gave him duties that required him to read like going to get the shopping with a shopping list, telling him he wasn't allowed to ask for help to get the items. Sometimes he came back with the wrong items and was punished by not being given meals for that day.

Looking around the room once more he walked to the opposite bed and sat at the very edge,and looked for his brother for a moment, he was happy that their master seemed kind enough to allow them to remain in the same bedroom, but he also felt like their could have been a hidden agenda to such kindness. As he was about to open his mouth to ask Yukio something he heard a voice coming from the grey box at the bottom of their small room. It startled him so much he fell off the bed and landed on the floor. They didn't have much to pack a night yukata each, three extra pieces of fabric each to place in their hair and three changes of clothing identical to what they where wearing minus the sash.

Standing he rubbed his behind a little to sooth the pain away “We can go explore, but I'd rather explore the garden” he say with a smile, he loved to be surrounded by beautiful things, and flowers reminded him of them as they to where trapped but where still vibrant and full of life. He knew however as the doors where automatically locked there would be no chance to go to the garden but looking out the window would make him happy “Perhaps I can even cook!” he seemed excited at the thought, it had taken him a bit of time to learn how to do so as it was all trial and error on recipes but he cooked well enough now that you would have though he was professionally taught by a world class chef