Little Brothers

It's been three weeks since our departure from the capital. With Yukio and Emihiko, we travelled through a village needing help. The task was simple for the three of us, so we solved it in under a day. Despite their hot-headed personalities, the boys have become quite attached to me.

"Is something wrong?" asks Emihiko, concerned.

I stare into the campfire we lit. "No," I reassure, "There is nothing wrong."

He looks at me suspicious, then gives in and says, "Okay. If you say so." He gets up and sits next to me. "Hey, Ivy. Can I ask you something?"

"Anything," I reply instantly.

He looks down, flustered. "C-Can I... can I call you... sister..."

He looks up at me, and my eyes are filled with horror. He becomes uncomfortable and says, "No... forget I said anything." He returns to his spot and wraps himself like a burrito inside his blanket.

Why did I do that? The more time I spend with them, the more they look like him.

My eyes become heavy, and I dose off.

I woke up the following