beware the book six spoilers

Hello, please review and let me know what you think. I have an idea for making this a few chapters long, if you'd like that, let me know in a review. Thanks, hope you like it.

By the way there just needs to be a LOT more Hands Off fanfiction... please write some?

ALL I WANT

Tatsuki hadn't been the same since Grandpa died. Neither of them had.

They didn't speak to each other at all any more, and Kotarou had just been getting use to the quiet 'good mornings' and light conversations. The house was too quiet now. Sometimes he got the urge to blare music in his system, but something held him back. He was afraid to brake the silence.

On the up-side his marks had been getting a lot better.

He looked up as the door to his bedroom creaked loudly open. Only one person that could be.

Tatsuki glanced at him fleetingly and looked back to the ground.

"Can I come in?" he asked.

Startled, Kotarou nodded.

He watched his cousin as he casually pushed himself onto the bed next to him and leaned against the wall. This wasn't like him.

"Is something wrong?" he asked, remembering the last time he'd failed to ask and ended up chasing Tatsuki all the way home.

His cousin shrugged. It was a stupid question he supposed. Of course something was wrong.

The silence dragged on and he shoved his school books out of his lap, giving up on finishing his homework. Homework was something he could rely on having everyday after school, but Tatsuki was different. A Tatsuki willing to come into his room to sit with him, especially. He had come here for a reason hadn't he? He wouldn't just drop in for a visit.

Kotarou racked his brain for something to say, but nothing came to mind except the incessant ticking of his clock. He really had to get rid of that thing. He glanced at Tatsuki noticing how close their arms were to touching, and how content Tatsuki seemed to just sit in silence next to him.

He found himself staring at their arms–almost brushing, and couldn't help pushing his hand the little distance further so that their wrists touched.

Tatsuki looked at him, startled.

"Do you ever think the house is too big?" Kotarou asked. He bit his lip at the spontaneous question.

Tatsuki looked away quickly. He stared down at the covers and nodded.

"It is too big for us," he said.

"...Maybe if we invited more people to live with us—."

"No. It's ours."

They lapsed into silence and Kotarou found himself concentrating once again on their touching wrists. Tatsuki hadn't pushed him away... They hadn't touched in a long time, not even brushing past each other. The last time was...

"Why did you do it?" Tatsuki suddenly asked.

Kotarou stared for a moment.

"Do what?" he finally asked.

Tatsuki looked away.

"Why did you–come after me–that night?"

That night... when Tatsuki was on a rampage just after Grandpa died. Kotarou shut his eyes, remembering the look in his cousins eyes when he'd seen him. But that wasn't what he was talking about.

"When I hugged you?"

Tatsuki stiffened slightly, but didn't pull away when Kotarou ran his fingers gently over his cousins, remembering the now soft fingers digging into his sides, and the ragged words against his neck.

'...you hate me...what about me...who should I hate...?'

He smiled.

"You were hurting," he said softly. "I couldn't let that happen, it was my fault."

Tatsuki turned to him sharply.

"No," he said. "It wasn't your fault."

"I said some stupid things to you—."

"You were upset—."

"I should have done it sooner."

Tatsuki fell silent and seemed to realize at once that he was practically on top of his cousin and pulled back. Settling back into his previous position.

Kotarou watched him a moment and shut his eyes. This was going no where.

He sat up and looked at the time six-forty.

"Come on," he said standing up. "Let's go."

Tatsuki looked up at him.

"Go where?"

Kotarou shrugged.

"I'll buy you a burger–you haven't eaten yet, have you?" Tatsuki shook his head. "Okay, good. And I'll call Yuuto and Mio, we haven't done anything all together in a while."

Tatsuki pushed off from the bed and the hint of a smile touched his lips. Kotarou's heart raced in sudden excitement. He hadn't seen Tatsuki smile in any way since he'd moved here...not since they were little kids. He'd thought his cousin had forgotten how, and now he was agreeing to hang out with him. With sudden dawning understanding, he realized that they were going to be friends again. He and Tak-kun...

He smiled brightly and Tatsuki touched a strand of his hair gently.

"You don't have to spend your money on me," he said.

Kotarou shook his head. No way was he giving this up.

"Just this one time," he said moving to the door. "I want to do something for you."

A hand caught his arm and he was pulled back suddenly into a tight embrace.

"Tatsuki—."

He pulled back trembling.

"This is all you have to do for me," he whispered, and quickly left the room.

Kotarou stared after him. A little numbly he sat down on his bed.

Was that what he had come here for? Did it make that much of a difference to him just having someone hug him? Having someone to hold?

If that was all Tatsuki needed to be himself and to be happy again... he should have said so a long time ago.

Tatsuki was always the one helping him, now it was Kotarou's turn.

END (for now)

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