No prob, TOHF. But I really wish you'd read it all. So you've lost points by my book.
"Ketso, what're you talking about?" Gerard said, rubbing his tum-tum. His sword appeared in his hand, and he was surprised at the power of the little boy in front of him.
"STUFF MUFFINS!" Ketso yelled, and Piku snickered, despite herself. Ketso bashed his blade into Gerard, but Gerard locked. Ketso started to shudder under the weight.
"Ketso, what's the matter?" Gerard asked. It enraged Ketso that his brother could just overpower him so easily. It made him so angry. He pushed his anger into his hands, slamming Gerard's blade upwards. Everyone in the room was shocked, including Ketso. Gerard slammed Ketso in the side with the flat of his blade. Ketso clutched his side, but threw his arms back. He drew them forward, slicing through the air. He heard the crack echo throughout the room, as his blade smashed into Gerard's knee.
"You left me!" Ketso said, fiercely. He was slashing into Gerard, who was struggling just a little now, with that bad knee. Blood was all over the floor. Some of it Ketso's. He hadn't even realized that his nose had been sliced open. He hadn't seen that gash form on his arm. He couldn't even see anyone else in the room.
It was just Gerard and Ketso now.
"What? Ketso, I never left you! We've only known you a few days!" Ketso's brother said. Ketso didn't believe him. He couldn't. It was too painful. Everyone in this world was against him. He knew it. Everyone hated him.
"Ketso, STOP!" Gerard commanded. He smacked Ketso's blade away. Ketso whirled around, jumping and bringing his blade down into Gerard's back. He forced his weight into the blade, using it to flip. Gerard turned around, and now the two were facing each other.
"No! You left me! It's your fault! It's your fault I'm like this!" Ketso said, power coursing through his veins.
"I don't know what you're talking about!" Gerard said. He slashed into Ketso's shoulder. Ketso's shirt ripped down his back. Gerard gasped.
A lump was growing out of Ketso's back. Something was trying to get through. It laid where Gerard's wing laid. Suddenly, Ketso remembered something.
He saw fire all around. He saw a burning house, and a young Gerard. Memories flooded back to him. Gerard was holding his mother. Their mother. He was holding her and she was dead. Ketso still couldn't see her face. He saw himself as an infant, crawling at Gerard's feet. His hands began to shake. He ran at the burning house, slashing madly.
"No, no, no, no, no! You're alive! You're alive! You never left me! Gerard and I aren't weapons! We're good brothers, best friends, and he's with Rikku, TOHF is dead, and I have a heart! And you're my parents, and you love me!"
Gerard put a hand on Ketso's shoulder. the bloody, skeletal wing that had started to push its way through Ketso's back had slid back in. The wound was still open.
"Ketso," Gerard said, his face covered with specs of blood. He was holding the photo and the ring. "We need to talk.
Ketso was suddenly back in the room. There were slashes in the wall, and Gerard was still holding his shoulders. Everyone was staring.
"Yeah," Ketso sniffed. "Yeah, okay."
They sat on the bed in Gerard's room, a few minutes later. Ketso was staring at his hands.
"So, that's it." Gerard said. "I'm your brother. I wonder if I'll remember this."
"How did you deal with it? How do you take it when you found out that Cid ruined your life?" Ketso asked, looking at Gerard.
"I... Well, first of all, I was older. More mature. Smarter. Wiser. Better looking-"
"Yeah, please continue!" Ketso said, sarcastically. He smiled a little, but it felt forced.
"Well, Cid didn't... ruin my life... I mean, we're different. He changed YOU. He didn't change me. He used both of us, but... I still have a heart." Gerard said. Ketso knew that wasn't what he meant to say, but it still stung.
"Ketso, I'm sorry. I just mean... You'll mourn in your own way. The thing that saved me was love. Rikku's love. But, I still don't have complete control. Far from it. When I think about losing Rikku, I just-" He looked away.
"Cid said I couldn't use my powers. He said, that because I don't have a heart, I can't project enough emotion to get the transformation going." Ketso said.
"Maybe that's a good thing," Gerard said. He decided not to tell Ketso about his near-transformation. "I mean, it would be really bad. TOHF and I are constantly at war. It ate your heart. If you unleashed that power, it'd probably eat a world."
Ketso nodded. "I'm glad you're my brother, Gerard."
"Ditto, um, do you like Toib or-"
"Are you kidding? It's Ketso." Ketso smiled. There was a knock at the door. Then it was kicked off its hinges.
"Oops. Hey, I made cookies cause you're sad." Piku said, holding up a plate of badly burned cookies. "But I made bad cookies, so Yuna made good ones. Mine are good paper weights." Piku explained. She threw the cookies at their feet.
Ketso nibbled a cookie. Piku looked satisfied and left.
"I'm gonna go." Ketso said. "Just into the living room."
"Kay. I'm gonna stay here a minute." Gerard said. Ketso nodded and left.
Gerard sat on the bed, concentrating. He closed his eyes. He heard a scream. Suddenly, he was in front of a burning house. He was holding his mother's limp body, his five year-old hands shaking. Sure enough, there was a baby, crying at his feet. He remembered running, running with the baby about a few blocks away until he tripped. He had protected the small child until Cid came.
Gerard woke up. Ketso was his baby brother.
"And Cid told me he died." Gerard said, shaking his head. "Suck penguin, Cid."
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Yay, violence!