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Fujimoto stayed where he stood. So Rin did know, but he assumed it was all a dream. Should he take advantage of the opportunity and hide what he knew?

He nodded, of course not. They could not continue lying to him like that. It would also be impossible for them hide the existence of demons where Rin would already be able to see them. Those little shits practically polluted the air in the city.

Rin continued giggling, looking up to Fujimoto through damp bangs, as if the situation was somehow funny. He hadn't seen that look on his son's face since the day the transvestite flirted with him at the super market. The memory put an amused smile on his face, thinking about the horrible situations life placed him in.

That is, until Rin started crying.

The moment a sob tore through the boy's throat, Yukio (being the mother-hen of the family) placed a weary hand on the boy's blanket-clad leg.

"Nii-san, what's wrong?" Rin turned to his brother, his blue eyes sparkling with unshed tears, bottom lip shaking. He looked around his bed in desperation, his body shaking.

Rin beckoned him forth, as if to tell him a secret. Too many antibiotics, Fujimoto couldn't help but think.

Yukio hesitated for a second, before leaning in, doing anything in his disposal to keep his brother content. He did not, however, expect a hand coming in from behind and wrapping in his neck in what seemed to be a crossed-one-armed-my-brother-is-emotionally-pained hug.

Before he pulled away, he felt a growing dampness in robes where his brother buried his face. He stopped, hearing the sniffles and moans in pain the action must've cost his brother, because of his injuries. Or was that him?

He looked desperately at his father, who changed his expression from quiet resignation, to annoyingly amused, to panicked, to quiet amusement by Rin's actions.

Fujimoto sent him a thumb's-up for his actions, beckoning him to continue.

Yukio could only stay in his brothers embrace (could it even be called that?), feeling the moist heat outside his robe slowly penetrate the material.

"Yukio!" Rin quietly sobbed, his voice as rough and raspy as the first time he spoke to Fujimoto the day befpre. "I'm sorry I hit you. I'm sorry I called you all those silly names. I should have listened to you," sniff ,"I don't want you to die! Ever!" Rin continued his loud confessions, not relinquishing his hold on Yukio's neck, as if his brother was complaining.

Yukio slowly melted into the embrace, once his shock over the tear-and-snot filled confessions went away and his heart softened to his brother's words. His slowly sat down at his brother's side, careful to keep his back from hitting any shark corners of the bed.

"I'm sorry too." Yukio quietly whispered into his twin's ear. Rin quieted for a second before the crying began anew.

Rin finally let go of Yukio, before shifting in the bed, ignoring his injured arm, and gripped the front of Yukio's robe with his unwrapped hand.

"But the monster." Rin cried, before he buried his face again in Yukio's robe, apparently unable to finish his story.

Yukio stilled for a moment, as did Fujimoto, who walked closer to his sons' conversation.

Yukio took a moment before pulling Rin away from his chest, hands gripping his shoulders in an attempt to make his twin look at him.

"Nii-san, what did the monster do?" He gazed deeply in Rin's face, but stopped when he realized at the sight of his brother's pained face, taking his grip of the shoulders. He was shocked as he saw his own hand printed in blood in his brother's shoulder, red with blood.

"Nii-san, I-" He didn't get to finish when Rin collapsed on top of him, the dead weight knocking Yukio back.

Fujimoto came forward and helped Yukio ease Rin's body back onto the bed, careful not to touch his shoulder again and cause him even more pain.

The boy quickly rose from the bed and went back to the bed's side, watching his twin sadly. Fujimoto took his cue and sighed. He did not expect Rin's ourburst, and he felt a sense of irony. He prided himself on knowing his son's reaction to almost any type of comment, insult, or inquiry, but he never saw this coming. Not only was Rin doped up to the gills, but he was spilling everything he was thinking, including what he thought and saw at the time of the attack. But he had never been this sincere and honest to his brother before, even if it was drug-induced.

Yukio panicked, removing himself from his brother's side, taking a moment to shift his brother to his original position, being necessarily gentle with his brother's injured arm.

"Tou-san, I didn't mean it. I-" Yukio began, looking pleadingly at his father, as if asking for forgiveness from the man, eyes shifting from the bed and his father every other second.

"Yukio, calm down. It wasn't your fault. We didn't expect him to be like this. Any of this. The best thing we could do know is collect ourselves and be ready for when he wakes up.

"We cannot keep deceiving him like this." The exorcist help settle his older son's bed before helping Yukio across the room, and back out the door before looking back at the dimly lit room. This visit proved to be counterproductive to both his sons and he couldn't help but fear what was about to come. Rin was so physically and emotional distraught, so different from his usual self that it unsettled him to the core.

He knew of his son's special bond. He knew what type of arguments and fights that would lead to Rin being so emotionally guilty, he would seek refuge in his brother. All the drugs really do was loosen his tongue. Whatever had happened must've hit pretty close to home for him to clutch his brother as if he were his lifeline.

But his physical condition could not be explained. How many times would Rin come home with scrapes, cuts, burns and bloody noses and been completely fine the day after. Either his immune system had been previously compromised or he had been poisoned. Either situation was not likely to happen but he could not think of anything else.

Could it be his demon physiology changing him?

What had happened?

Fujimoto feared he would find out too late.

Author's Note: This is epically short and I apologize, but I couldn't continue to the next chapter without putting this up. This is also pretty late is I do say so myself. Can anyone guess what's wrong with Rin? :D Or what happened to the boys beforehand? And why? :DD ahaha. Joke's on you guys cause you will never know unless I type it... Just playing, it'll be a pretty simple resolution once I manage to type everything up.

Please review :D I would really appreciate it. Even it it's short .