Karaku was your younger brother, and he was let's say..a trouble maker. Your parents both treated you badly even when he was a small child and you weren't even a teenager yet. And after all that, they threw you two out. Even when you were a child yourself, you always took care of him, gave him all the affection he needed, and stayed calm despite everything. He was a bit annoyed at that. How could you be so damn calm? He wanted you to be at least mad once. It would be fun, wouldn't it?

He would often get in fights, play jokes on people, even at his teachers in school. And he always stood at side, annoyed as you were apologizing the other people because of his actions. It wasn't fair. Why did you always have to be the one sorry? Couldn't the other people understand you guys for once? How you always tried your best, but people only saw the negative of everything?

Tch..those damn bastards. I should have punched them more!

He said annoyed while you were cleaning the wounds on his face he got while fighting with some kids at his school. He couldn't care less. The only thing that made him mad was the teachers blame it all on you because you were a child yourself and couldn't do anything about him.

Damn on them all! Next time, I will seriously kill them if they say that to you.

He winced in slight pain as you wiped the blood off his face, yet trying not to let any sound with pain out.