"Anikiiii!"

Amiboshi laughed as the 90-pound orange blur flew at him and wrapped its 
arms around his neck.

"Nice to see you too, otouto," he said. "But I've only been at the baths 
for 15 minutes!"

"So? I still missed you." Suboshi nestled his face in the crook of 
Amiboshi's neck. "Mmm, your hair's still wet."

"Otouto!" Amiboshi laughed. "Come on, let go for a minute so I can get 
some clothes on."

"Oh, all riiiight." With a mock-pout, Suboshi released his brother and 
fell back onto the bed. "Hmph. You'd think a sensitive guy like you 
wouldn't care if he was still in his robe or not, that he'd just be glad 
to see his little brother." Amiboshi rolled his eyes, but couldn't help 
smiling.

"After I get dressed, you can hang on me as long as you want, otouto," he 
said.

"Waii!" Suboshi curled up against a pillow, watching Amiboshi dig out some 
clothes from the laundry pile.

"We need to clean this room," Amiboshi said as he pulled his pants on.

"It's clean." Suboshi brushed some hair out of his face.

"You call this clean?" Amiboshi gestured towards the pile of clothes.

"At least they're all in one place," Suboshi said. Amiboshi pulled his 
shirt on and joined his brother on the bed.

"I suppose you're right."

"You know I'm right!" Suboshi flung his arms around Amiboshi once more, 
giggling.

"Sure, otouto," Amiboshi laughed, this time returning the embrace.

"I aaam!"

"Right."

"Anikiii!"

"What, I said you were right!"

"You're just saying that!"

"Am not!" Amiboshi ruffled Suboshi's hair.

"Are too!" Suboshi ducked out of the way. Amiboshi laughed.

"Do you realize how stupid this argument is getting?"

"Argument?"

"Umm...or something like that," Amiboshi sweatdropped.

"Aww, aniki, you're so cute when you're all dumbfounded and stuff!" 
Suboshi ruffled Amiboshi's hair.

"Hey!" Amiboshi frowned. "I just did my hair!"

"Sorry!"

"Now I'll have to comb it all over again!"

"Aniki, you sound like a girl!"

"What?!" Amiboshi turned and gave his brother a look. "What did you call 
me?"

"Oh, come on! 'I just did my hair!'. You're either a girl or Konan's 
emperor!"

"You take that back!" Amiboshi demanded, though he actually kind of liked 
the emperor of Konan.

"Make me!" Suboshi grinned. Amiboshi was silent for a moment.

"You asked for it!" With that, he pinned Suboshi to the bed and started 
tickling him.

"AAAAAH! Aniki!!" Suboshi screamed, laughing uncontrollably.

"Take back what you said about me being a girl!" Amiboshi demanded 
playfully.

"Never!" Suboshi laughed.

"Okay, if that's the way you wanna play it!"

"KYAAA!" Suboshi yelped as Amiboshi tickled him under the arms. The more 
he struggled, the harder Amiboshi tickled him. Finally, he managed to free 
one of his arms and pull his twin against him. Amiboshi stopped tickling 
for a moment and smiled.

"Take it back?" Suboshi thought for a moment.

"No way!"

"Fine then!" Amiboshi resumed the tickle-torture.

"Anikiii!" Suboshi laughed. "I'm gonna get you for this!"

"How?" Amiboshi challenged.

"Like this!" Suboshi reached between them with his free arm and began a 
counterattack.

"HEY!" Amiboshi squealed.

"Turn about is fair play!" Suboshi cried gleefully.

The tickle fight soon evolved into a play wrestling match.

"Give up?" Amiboshi laughed, catching Suboshi in a headlock.

"Never!"

"Oh, well, guess I'll just have to keep doing this!" Amiboshi tightened 
his grip on Suboshi. "And this!" he laughed, applying a noogie to his 
brother's head.

"Aaaah! Aniki!" Suboshi struggled against his bonds.

"Give up now?"

"Oh, no you don't!" In a sudden burst of energy, Suboshi twisted free of 
his brother's grasp and pinned him to the floor, straddling his chest.

"Now..." he snickered, leaning in to stare into Amiboshi's eyes.

"Hey...no fair! I had you right where I wanted you, otouto!" Amiboshi 
complained.

"Never underestimate me, aniki," Suboshi smirked. "Now..." he began, then 
suddenly looked confused. "Umm...aniki?"

"Hmm?"

"What were we fighting about again?"