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"... In your bed," Karin was ripping Kaito a new one, "On the couch," Kaito was cornered; everything was imploding, because he was a defective older brother, "And on God knows what other furniture in this house--"
*slap*
The force and the shock made Karin stumble back, face turned to the side. Kaito's fist tightened, telling Karin there was more where that came from. Maybe this was her fault. If she'd just left them alone. . .
"! Woah, now. Buddy--" Maki was shooketh.
"Ugh..! Don't slap me across the cheek like I'm some belligerent woman!!" *uppercut* Kaito's turn to nearly lose footing as he narrowly avoided biting his own tongue off.
"WOAH NOW, KIDDO!"
"..!" Kaito snapped. *attempted shove*
*grapple and push*
*encounter with hallway wall* *fall*
*kick* *kick* I swear she wasn't aiming for vital organs. *attempted swing*
*grab* *pull*
"Shit--" *fall* Karin's space buns insulated her head from the impact, but not much.
*shoulder grab* *punch* *punch*
*rib kick* --well, more like knee, considering Kaito still had her pinned.
*crumple* "Ahh--" he wheezed, slinking away. Kaito was defeated.
"Oh-- uh. Yikes, are you good over there, Kai-chan..?"
Maki wanted to express concern for Karin, developing bruises and a welt on her eye, but Kaito was out of breath and was developing a bruise of his own. Neither of them had sounded like they were holding back, each blow having forced air out of the other like a squeaky toy. Maki clasped his hands together in front of his chin and breathed in. Maybe this was just normal for the two of them..? After all, Karin never went for the nuts, nor Kaito for the hair...
"...A'ight. Im'a head out..."
"To get ice?" Karin cracked her knuckles with a severe expression. "Good idea." She crawled over to Kaito.
*gulp* "Right--to get... ice." *dashes down the stairs*
"C'mon Kaito, stop being such a baby." She knew half his groans were from embarrassment of having his (not) boyfriend watch him get beat up by his younger sibling, and likely also from the exchange preceding that. "Breathe, stretch out, jeez...." She shuffled her slides on the carpet, tugging her hair. Her brain was beginning to think again.
"...I'm sorry," he whispered. Karin couldn't see his expression where he was curled up, but she knew he was choked up.
"I'm... sorry too..." She'd done it again...
"That was for Maki, smartass. You always need to get the last fucking word in, don't y--"
*zap* Kaito jolted and flipped to his back. Karin had been saving up her static shock powers. He noticed, despite still being aggressive in tone, her expression was one of regret. "I should just go. Then you and Maki-nii will be alone when he comes back."
Kaito huffed and sat up to pinch Karin's cheek before falling back down, bringing her with him. "Ack-- owowowowow"
"No." He kept his grip. "You were TOO right and now your unofficial brother-in-law left for ice from the store and isn't coming back." Karin didn't laugh at the convoluted joke. After a minute or so of her protesting the cheek pinching he let go. Feeling the hits he'd given her side kick in, she didn't move. They both blankly stared at the white ceiling, like a cuddling pair of wounded animals that had lashed out against one another seconds before.
". . ."
And thus, the guilty Kobayashi siblings laid in the bed they'd made of indecision and anger.