"Why Ryoga, you look troubled!" said Mousse. "Is something the matter?"

"YES!!" Ryoga answered. "I just heard from a very reliable source that...WE ARE NOT BROTHERS!!!" Mousse gasped dramatically and dropped the plate that was in his hand that he was so conviently holding.

"You're kidding, aren't you?" Mousse said. "I mean, I thought we were brothers MY WHOLE LIFE!! Even when we were small children being brothers!"

"There's only one person who can help us!" Ryoga said. "But I just hope he'll be up to it..."

"Who is it?" asked Mousse. "I have to know the truth."

"Gossenkugi." Ryoga replied. Mousse gasped and dropped another plate that he was holding.

"But Ryoga...remember what he did to your best friend while you were fighting in the army with him and your best friend that he did something HORRIBLE to but I'm not going to say just yet?" Mousse asked.

"Of course I remember," Ryoga answered. "Oh brother...wait...I can't call you brother anymore for you are not my brother!! And I also found out that not only are you not my brother but you're not my little brother!! YOU'RE OLDER THAN ME!!!"

Mousse dropped another plate.

"Will you stop dropping plates?" Ryoga asked. "Those are expensive and you gave them to me on Brothers Day which you cannot do anymore since you're not my brother."

"I'm sorry, I'm just very surprised all the time." Mousse replied. He cleared his throat. "So about Gossenkugi...do you really think that he can help us?"

"I don't know Mousse." Ryoga answered. "I just don't know."

"Well Ryoga," said Mousse. "We should pay a visit to Gossenkugi and see what he can do. If the pain inside grows too much over the mysterious thing he did to your mysterious best friend while the three of you were fighting in the army, then we can leave."

"Thank you Mousse," said Ryoga. "Though you're not my brother, you still feel like one to me." Then they went into a warm, NON brotherly hug.

Suddenly, Kuno ran by. "HELP!!" he yelled. "MY HEAD IS NOT OF THE NORMAL SIZE!!!"

To be continued...