damned_institute | Day 29: Sun Room

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Day 29: Sun Room

It was with some relief that Yuuhi awoke the next morning, in his own bed, sore and tired and achy. He would've slept more had they let him, his face down in the pillow, away from all the others and their questions and their concern. He didn't want to see them, but he managed a little smile when the nurse came in and didn't object when she lead him out into the open hallway that had been splattered with blood, plenty of it his, just last night.

The Chapel or the Sun Room? He felt he had good reason not to be terribly religious and had a feeling he wouldn't be very welcome there anyway. The Sun Room would be nice though. It was bright and cheery and he could always doodle or write notes on the community board if he'd nothing better to do. Besides, the nurse was kind enough to let him take a book with him.

He found a seat on one of the couches, far from the entrance and seated himself in the far corner, legs scrunched up against his chest so he only took up one of the cushions. He opened up where he'd left off, fingers carefully turning the worn pages of Dorothy and the Wizard in Oz.

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It was only after seeing the rage and tension in Cloud's features that Kadaj realized that maybe, just maybe insulting his 'mother' hadn't been the best idea. Still, he deserved it-- how dare he compare Mother to some human anyway? Mother was better than that, and even a traitor should be aware of it. The very idea-- but those thoughts weren't helping him right now, and if Cloud did end up retaliating for his comments like he looked like he was going to, the best he could hope for was that he got a few good hits in himself before they were both sedated. Or he could set it up so that only Cloud was punished?

He stiffened once his big brother finally moved, leaning away from him automatically before he could stop himself. When no strike seemed forthcoming, though, his lifted his gaze to meet Cloud's and frowned at the... was that actual, genuine hurt in his voice? Why--?!

He flinched back a little at the "hug," raising his hand to hopefully break the grip if his brother decided to oh-so-conveniently act out his earlier idle thoughts (he was the one who was supposed to commit fratricide, not the other way around!), but Cloud's hold on him wasn't threatening in any sense of the word and was released before he could even process what had happened. What the hell was he doing?!

Staring at him unabashedly, Kadaj replied haltingly, "Protect me from what? And... why are you..." He held the stare for a few more seconds before finally looking away, making a face as if whatever he had been planning on saying had been distasteful somehow. If he hadn't been so thrown off by this behavior, he would have turned the tables and throttled him by now. What was he thinking? "Why are you acting like that?" he settled for asking instead, still not looking at him. Ask questions first, kill later. Not his usual procedure, but he could always revert to that if this didn't go as planned.

The anger that had haunted him just moments before seemed completely washed away by the fact that Kadaj did not attack him or push him away in a hurry after his unannounced hug. He dropped his hands back to his knees and slowly turned back to his previous position staring across the room.

The corner of his lips came up in the beginnings of a smile at Kadaj's questions. He simply let the silence fall between them as he enjoyed the previous moment, his fingers lacing together in a casual gesture of being at peace.

He made a soft humming noise as he leaned against the wall, finally turning his head to regard Kadaj. "Because big brothers are supposed to be protectors," he said simply. "You need someone to lean on and who you can trust here. Being alone and vulnerable will tire you out eventually... I will protect you. I want to help you because you are in pain. I can relate."

That answer only confused him further-- not because he disagreed with Cloud's statements necessarily, but because.. well, why would Cloud, of all people, say that to him? Maybe if it was Yazoo or Loz... but even in those cases, he would have been annoyed at them for bringing it up. He did need them, and he couldn't have gotten as far as he had without them, but damn it, he was supposed to be the leader. Things like that had always gone unspoken. Was that why Cloud felt the need to say it? But he was a traitor, not one of his real brothers! If he hadn't run the idea into the ground the last time they'd talked in this room, he would have accused Cloud of having ulterior motives for this again, but saying that now when he honestly couldn't think of any would just make him look ridiculous. Had Cloud hit his head or something? That seemed more likely, but with how quickly injuries healed in this place...

He frowned again, glancing at him once more before just as quickly looking away. "I'm not in pain. I don't need protecting, and especially not from you. Didn't I tell you before that I don't need your help? I don't like this condescending behavior of yours at all, Big Brother. I don't need you to do any of these things you say you want to or will do. You're just deluding yourself. I've told you all of this before, so why won't the message stick?" Stubborn, stubborn, stubborn-- he was so stubborn! Maybe he was the one that needed help, if it took him this long for it to sink in. It couldn't be the other way around.

Cloud folded his hands behind his head again, feeling like he was back to being casual once more. He thought that Kadaj being confused and eyeing him up with that same kind of confusion to be likeable. The fact that Kadaj did not accuse him of anything felt like a step in the right direction, and he wanted to feel like he was moving in a right direction, whatever it might be. He simply had to convince Kadaj that his way was not painful, did not require any manner of humiliation, and would help in the long run.

He shrugged his shoulders a little as if Kadaj's words were not affecting him... or he was not listening. He swung around after a moment, crossing his legs in front of him and staring at Kadaj. "You do not get an option in this decision, Kadaj. Accept it graciously."

He scratched his chin for a moment before he softly demanded, "now tell me your room number." He rested his chin against his hand and looked Kadaj up and down expectantly. "Give me your room number and I will tell you a way to annoy Sephiroth. Fair trade?"

Ever bratty, Kadaj was quick to retort, "And since when do you get to tell me what to do? I don't think so, Big Brother. That's not how this works. Try again." How could he accept something graciously if it had been forced upon him, anyway? That didn't make the slightest bit of sense to him. Cloud would pay for this insolence later, he would make sure of it.

It didn't help that more orders were on their way, and, glowering at him at this most recent development, he pushed back his curiosity and snarled, "As a matter of fact, that doesn't sound like a fair trade to me. Why should I tell you where my room is in exchange for that? I can think of plenty of ways to annoy him on my own, thank you very much. If you really want to know my room number, I suggest you sweeten the deal."

Cloud considered Kadaj for a moment. He was a leader himself, not entirely liking taking orders and it seemed that Kadaj was the same way. He thought it was just difficult for Kadaj to accept that he was giving out orders. "Less about telling and more about suggesting strongly," he said in reply. "Besides, the technical term 'big brother' indicates that I have authority over you in order to keep you safe as I see fit."

He ignored the fact that Kadaj was glowering at him, not feeling the expression at all threatening or worth an expression of his own. "Because, it means that you get something out of the deal in the first place. See that nurse over there? I bet if I asked very nicely once the shift chances that you forgot to tell me where your room was, she would probably give it to me."

He leaned back on his arms and thought about what he could give to cause Kadaj to accept his offer. "Name something you want, and I will consider it. Plus, I will still throw in a way to annoy Sephiroth."

As he saw fit? Ugh. Making another face, Kadaj asked, "And since when did this little rule exist? I think you're making things up, Big Brother. Besides, were you 'keeping me safe as you saw fit' when you killed me? I don't think so. One more try, and you'd better get it right this time." He didn't actually know what "getting it right" meant himself, but he was sure he'd know it when he heard it.

The glare intensified once Cloud brought up the nurses, and after shifting it momentarily over to the one indicated, Kadaj refocused on his brother and said, "But that's cheating. You wouldn't do that, would you? Even if you are a traitor." Uncertainty nagged at him, and although he tried, he was unable to quash it. Not fair!

"How about if you leave me alone? I think I'd tell you what it was if you promised that. I don't think you'd listen to that, though. You're so very obstinate." An obstinate, cheating traitor. Why did this brother have to be the one he was stuck with?

Cloud frowned when Kadaj seemed to like throwing the 'when you killed me' card whenever things were not going the remnant's way. He shrugged a little before saying, "I seem to remember catching you after you fell. I never stabbed you mortally nor did I kill you. I was simply there when you died," he murmured softly. "And I do not know all the rules... I never had a sibling before. I am an only child. I have been told that rule exists though."

At the glare, he looked towards the nurse that seemed intent on supervising the patients. "It is only cheating because you cannot find a way to counter it. Are you daring me that I would not do it?" Now this seemed like brotherly bickering. It was interesting.

"I will not make a promise that I do not plan on keeping," he admitted, not about to let this drop. "How about telling me your room number now? I can be more obstinant if you would like me to be."

Kadaj looked away when his brother mentioned catching him, but after avoiding his gaze for a few seconds, he was back to glaring at him. Why did he have to bring that up? "You're still responsible for my death. You had to have known that killing him would kill me, too. Don't try to deny it. Who told you that rule, anyway? And how do you know they weren't lying?"

A genuine pout made its way onto his face when it seemed like his accusations about cheating were contested, and he floundered for a moment before saying, "That's not why it's cheating! I could counter it if I wanted to. In fact, I will! Don't you dare ask the nurse what my room number is!" There had to be some way to counter it, right? Maybe if he said that Cloud was some kind of stalker...

"I'm not telling you my room number. Why do you want to know so badly, anyway? It doesn't concern you." He sounded sulky now, even to his own ears. Damn it, he should have tried something else. Stupid traitor.

Cloud raised an eyebrow at Kadaj, thinking that the remnant was just grasping for straws on how to push him away. Did Kadaj not know that he had to defeat Sephiroth? If he had not defeated Sephiroth, Kadaj would have probably never been released or ended up here. "Would you have existed inside of him if I had failed to defeat him?" He frowned at the thought before shrugging a little more helplessly. "When I was in boot camp, a lot of my classmates had siblings who would visit. They told me such things, and I had no method of comparison. You have brothers, so is that true or not?"

He was silently amused by Kadaj's little show. It seemed that he was deflating the remnant's argument now, which was making a humorous show of pouting and scrambling. "Alright, I will not dare. I will simply inquire, stating that I have lost track of the sibling who I have pledged to protect and make sure he is well."

He did not pout, but he managed to look at least a little put out that Kadaj was still refusing. "I want to know because I want to know," he said simply. "It does concern me if we are brothers in any capacity, especially if you regard me as such."

What kind of question was that? Would he have existed...? Kadaj opened his mouth to reply, but soon after that, he closed it. Would he? "... I don't know," he answered at length. "You'd have to ask him that. And you... well, the rules are different when it comes to me and my brothers. You're different. Do you really think you can apply normal rules to us?" This was beginning to sound a bit too much like their earlier argument about Mother, but since it about her, he had no real problem with it.

He did have a problem with his brother's insistence at learning his room number, though, and after glaring at him for a moment longer, he asked, "How do you know that will work? We don't really look alike, do we? I can still counter it."

His expression turned thoughtful then, as if Cloud's stubbornness was finally paying off and getting the message through to him. "If I tell you, will you promise not to tell anyone else?" he asked, giving him an appraising look. He blinked, then quickly added, "Not that I'm saying I will or anything, but if I do, I don't want you using the information against me. I still don't trust you, Big Brother. I'd be a fool to."

Cloud was not about to think about whether or not the remnants would or would not exist if absorbed again. He found it easier to think of the three remnants as individuals rather than fragments of Sephiroth's soul. He shrugged at the accusation that he was different; he knew that better than they did. "Well, as I said before, I have never had siblings before, so I do not know. You are the expert, since you have two brothers."

He looked to the nurse then back at Kadaj. "They have heard you call me 'big brother'. Our resemblence is probably not very consequencial with you referring to me as a sibling." He nodded his chin towards the nurse. "Do you think she will buy your counter after she has already given me your room number?"

He was pleased when it seemed that his stubbornness was finally winning out. He did not let the pleased state appear on his features, and he considered the question. "I promise that I will tell no one, even if questioned," he murmured before adding, "unless you gave me your expressed permission."

Folding his hands behind his head again, he said, "I do my best not to use information against people. It does not build trust well." If he could get the room number, it proved to him that it was possible to get Kadaj's trust as well.

"Four, technically," Kadaj corrected, smirking faintly. "Two of you don't count for this 'rule,' but Yazoo and Loz..." He trailed off and shook his head. "We looked after each other, but that's not the same as you having this 'authority' over me like you claim you do. They understood that I don't need protecting. You're just an aberration, as usual. Why should I let you get away with it?"

He was at a loss when it came to the next part of Cloud's argument, though, and after glancing quickly between his brother and the nurse, he hissed, "But if you do that you know I'll never, ever trust you, right? Not after you did something so underhanded."

Even with that said, he was running out of reasons to avoid giving away his room number. What else was there? Ah... "What if someone follows you? I don't want that to happen, either. No one's really threatened me lately, but that might change in the future." He actually doubted that would happen, but Cloud didn't need to know that.

Cloud frowned a little, not sure how he fit into the 'brotherly' count at all. He was not about to argue the point though, since Kadaj knew better when it came to siblings then he ever could. He felt as if he were sort of fumbling about hoping to at least aim in the right direction. He thought he was doing a fine job so far. "Because it must feel nice to have attention in such a way? To know that someone is looking out for you and wanting to extend the wing of protection?"

He shrugged a helplessly, wondering how long this would take. He seemed to be widdling Kadaj down bit-by-bit. "Then please do not force me to use any underhanded tactics. I simply wish to know your room number." What he did with it afterwards was still up for debate.

Considering that scenario, it seemed easy to push down that little event should it ever arise. "If someone were following me with the intent to harm or threaten you, I would make certain they realized the error of their ways before ever reaching your room. They would not follow for long before I would disable their ability." He had a baseball bat, and he knew kneecaps were very vulnerable to attack.

[OOC: Gawd! Sorry Lina for the late reply! The power supply in my computer blew and I needed to get a replacement. D:]

... He had a point there, but Kadaj had a good reason to ignore it-- at least in his mind. "That may be true, but what makes you think I want something like that from you? You may be stronger than me and you may be behaving perfectly nicely now, but I still don't like you. Don't trust you either, so I don't see why I should let you."

He heaved an exasperated-sounding sigh. This was taking forever, wasn't it? "The only thing that would 'force' you to resort to underhanded tactics would be your own bullheadedness, dear brother. Don't try to foist the blame on me when you only have yourself to blame. That's so irresponsible, and while it's also very you, I'd prefer not to have to deal with it."

The intercom unfortunately cut off Kadaj's immediate response to Cloud's answer to his hypothetical question, but after it had fallen silent, he was free to speak again. Oh goody. "That's all very well and good, Big Brother, but words are only words in the end and you've proven nothing. If you're so determined, though..." He glanced towards the nurses, who were already moving to gather up the patients and herd them off to brunch. If he didn't tell his brother soon, then... "Shall we put it to the test? You can find me in M5-- and really, don't tell anyone. Life is difficult enough here without any of that."

He gave Cloud one last long look as if to impress this order upon him before finally allowing himself to be led off. He hoped his wishes would be respected, but then again, it was the traitor. Respecting people's wishes had never really been his strong point, had it?

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