Chapter: 3 Rito and Saibai

Chapter 3:

After the warm bath, with a gentle hand, Mikan helped Sora change his clothes that felt loose on his thin frame.

Leading him to the comfort of the living room, Mikan sat on the couch beside him.

She picked up the hairdryer, and its gentle hum filled the air as she carefully dried his hair. Sora's long hair fluttered in the warm air flow.

As she moved the dryer, her fingers brushed against his hairs. Sora melted in her warm touch, a faint smile tugging his small lips. It had been so long since he'd felt this much comfy.

"Done," she whispered, tucking a stray strand behind his ear. He looked at her, a silent thank you in his gaze.

As she reached for her own hair, a hand stopped her.

"Your turn, Onee-chan," he mumbled, a shy smile peeking through. He reached out, his touch light and feather-like as he brushed the hair dryer against Mikan's hair.

Mikan giggled, a warm, familiar sound that filled the room. With a sigh of contentment, she closed her eyes, leaning into his touch. It was like being a child again, having her older brother fuss over her.

'It's like old times.' Sora remembers those memories, hazy but filled with warmth. His fingers, clumsy at first, began to move with a rhythm Mikan remembered gentle circles on her scalp, brushing the hair away from her face.

"Your hair has grown." Sora said softly, not just that, Mikan too. He remembered braiding her hairs when they were younger,

Looking at her, Sora felt like a lifetime had passed, he felt he had lost most of childhood, the changes life had on her young face. He had missed so much.

But then, another thought bloomed in his mind. She had changed, yes, but her eyes still held that same spark of kindness, the same unwavering love for her little brother. And in that moment, it didn't feel like he had lost everything.

When he finished drying her hair, their gazes met again.

Mikan's eyes were filled with concern, her forehead creased with worry.

"Onii-chan, you should rest," she whispered.

She leaned closer, her forehead resting against his cool skin. Her hand, warm and comforting, cupped his cheek. It was warm.

"I will," Sora closed his eyes, the gentle scent of her hair felt truly calming.

"Dad will be home soon after work," she muttered, breaking the silence. Sora nodded, closing his eyes as he seemed to be thinking about something.

"And Rito?" he asked, his voice filled with the excitement of meeting his brother. "When will he be back?"

Mikan met his gaze, her golden-brown eyes reflecting his eagerness.

"Soon," she assured him, squeezing his hand gently. She couldn't help but notice how thin his hand felt compared to hers. She is worried about his condition. His health had been deteriorating since last year, she hoped Sora wouldn't get sick again, or never ever.

"He will be back soon. Anyways, are you hungry, Onii-chan?" She wondered, separating from him.

Sora looked at his stomach, he nodded.

"Very much." While he may have eaten the leftover, for some reason he was feeling quite hungry even now.

"Then I will prepare for you." Mikan declared determination in her eyes. She pumped her small fists in the air, her smile a little too bright, a little too forced.

"But first, rest." she added, her voice softening. Before turning towards the kitchen, she called back with a playful voice.

"Don't even think about moving, Mr. Patient! You need to recover."

"Haiii~ Onee-chan." Sora smiles, watching her disappear into the kitchen with a fire in her eyes. That was, the bossy little sister as he remembered.

He closed his eyes and leaned back against the sofa, he felt lonely again.

He had barely been apart from her for a moment, and he missed her already.

The image of Mikan's forced smile lingering in his mind. He knew she was worried, putting on a brave face for him.

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The familiar creak of the door came, as the door opened.

"I'm home." A boy entered inside the house, he had golden brown eyes and orange-brown hairs with spikes.

Entering inside the house, he saw a familiar figure standing, with a smile tugged on his face. Sora ran towards him.

"Rito." He shouted, launching himself towards his brother, nearly toppling them both backwards in the force of his hug.

"Sor- ugghhhh." Rito grunted, surprised but unable to contain a smile.

"Sora! Easy there."

"Hehe~" Sora smiles, causing Rito to smile back at him. He felt relief washing over him, seeing his brother's genuine smile like this. It's been a long time since he saw Sora being like this.

But, Rito's smile faltered, replaced by a concerned frown.

"Hey!!! How are you? Are you okay? You shouldn't be moving around too much, the doctors said-" cutting him off.

"I am alright!" Sora said, "I feel better than ever!" He puffed out his chest, his voice was lashed with confidence.

Rito's gaze softened. He couldn't deny the energy radiating from his brother, the smile on his face, the same Sora who was full of energy and enthusiasm. Yet, the memory of Sora's fragile body came to mind.

"Even so, rest is important," he said gently, guiding him towards the living room. "I'm glad you're feeling better, but don't push yourself too hard."

"Aren't you happy I can now move around?" Sora's smile changes into a dejected pout, a flicker of disappointment crossing his face.

Rito's hand instinctively reached out, ruffling his hair.

"No no no, don't get me wrong, Sora." a nervous chuckle escaped his mouth, squeezing his shoulder.

"Seeing you like this, energetic and happy makes us happy too, that's the best gift you could give to us. Just promise to take it easy, okay?" Rito with concern mumbled, as he patted Sora.

"Umm, But when I'm completely recovered, we're playing all the games we missed, and you better be prepared to lose!" Sora smiles brightly while saying that he was excited.

"Onii-chan!" Both boys turned to see Mikan, her golden-brown eyes filled with concern.

"I told you to rest, didn't I, baka?" she scolded gently, a hint of worry peeking through the kitchen.

"And welcome back, Rito! Can you please keep an eye on Sora-nii?"

"Mikan, I'm hungry." Before Rito could respond, Sora, smelling the aroma of food, dashed past Mikan, disappeared into the room.

"Don't run, Sora!" Rito shouted after him, a simple smile on his lips.

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Sora has spent more than half of his life on the bed. The memories of countless days spent by Sora's bedside, the fear and helplessness gnawing at their hearts as his health deteriorated each year, were still etched in their mind.

Although not everyone was present in the home, due to their job. they would visit him often, and will be definitely happy to see Sora as bright as a star, smiling and energetic.

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"Hey, your old man is back." The door swung open with a bang, announcing Saibai's arrival. He wasn't alone; a man in a crisp white coat accompanied him, his medical kit.

"Welcome back." Rito came from the living room.

"Where's Sora?" Saibai questioned, his eyes darted around the room, searching for any sign of his son. Almost if Sora is hiding, like he has done in the past.

"Still eating," Rito muttered, a bewildered expression.

"Did something happen?" Saibai asked, seeing Rito's expression.

"Nothing, you should see for yourself," Rito gestured towards the kitchen.

There, in a scene that defied explanation, sat Sora, devouring the dishes like a feral animal, his manners was completely wild, rice were stuck on all around his face.

A moment of stunned silence followed before Sora paused, catching sight of his father.

"Dawd?" he waved, the food stuffed in his mouth, and continued diving back into his meal, his pace even more frantic than before.

"Mouu~ Onii-chan, eat slowly!" Mikan scolded him yet again.

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After eating the dinner, Sora looked at Saibai.

"It's been a while, Sora," Saibai choked out, pulling his son into a tight embrace. A wave of nostalgia washed over him.

In Sora's black hair, he saw a reflection of his friend, and in his sky-blue eyes, a memory of his wife.

The disease had ravaged his body, taking one side of hair and a shade of blue eye that dulled to grey, due to the disease.

Sora hugged him back, squeezing tight.

"Are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere?" Saibai asked, his voice thick with concern as he gently scanned his son for any sign of pain.

Sora shook his head, he wasn't feeling any hurt or pain anymore.

"But... I'm tired," he murmured, exhaustion tugging at his eyelids. His body is recovering at a fast pace, and needed a lot of tests to recover it to peak form.

"Yeah, you need rest." Saibai muttered, leading him towards his room. His hands held Sora's, Mikan and Rito trailing behind, the doctor following silently, his eyes fixated on Sora's body and every move.

As Sora lay down, the doctor began his examination. He felt something different about him.

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"It's... strange," he finally muttered, brows furrowed in bewilderment.

"Did something happen? Is he going to be okay?" Saibai's voice cracked with fear, reflecting the shared anxiety of his children.

The doctor cleared his throat.

"Yes, he is doing great…" he began to explain, relief washing over their faces.

Sora's body was healing at a faster pace, it wasn't like this a week before, where he was more pale skinned, almost having no blood at all, but the current situation was completely different. He was regaining his fair white skin.

"It's a miracle, he's recovering from a disease with no known cure. We don't understand what happened, but one thing is certain; he will recover in a month or two." After saying this, the doctor gave some prescription for medicine, and left.

"Thank goodness."

"Haaaah"

The door closed.

All three of them sigh of relief, as they smile back to the room, looking at each other then Sora who slept peacefully.

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To be continued…

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Bless me with Powerstones…

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A/N: Sorry for the late update, but it will be like this for a few months. I will try to increase word count in future chapters when I begin to write the Cannon event. [WC: 3k-5k]

The beginning will be similar [Meeting with Lala],other than that, I will change as the story progresses. I'm busy with my exams and I barely have time to write.

I have written some draft chapters, but I need to re-read them and see if they are good or any mistakes I made.

I could have done more stuff in this chapter, but it's just starting... There will be more... Some romance... Action... And something else maybe...

Oh yeah, I want to ask, but should I go only for alien girl's!? Cause [Except Mikan] I don't like any human girl much, they are good but I'm not much interested.

Anyway, I have decided 4 Main Female leads, for others I have some plans but I will see how it progresses.

But at the end, this is stupid harem fan-fiction, so, if some random shit happens then it happens. ;3

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Let's meet at next week or more... See ya ..