"Ichimatsu!" Jyushimatsu called. From how close it sounded, Ichimatsu could tell he was sitting right by the bathroom door.

"Go away..." Ichimatsu mumbled. "I'm busy right now." For once, that was actually the truth. He WAS busy trying to stop bleeding.

"What are you doing, Ichimatsu nii-san?" Jyushimatsu asked so innocently.

"I..." Ichimatsu mumbled, not wanting to be the least bit honest with his bother. Suddenly, his entire body began to tremble. And without a single warning, his entire world went black. His body grew limp, and he fell to the floor, nearly making it shake.

"ICHIMATSU?" Jyushimatsu yelled. His voice didn't seem so cheerful now. He actually sounded concerned.

At that moment, the rest of the brothers walked in the room.

"Man...we couldn't find Jyushimatsu. Where could he be!" Osomatsu complained. Karamatsu, Choromatsu, and Todomatsu all sighed loudly, sitting down at the table.

"Guys! Guys!" Jyushimatsu yelled, running into the room where they were. "Ichimatsu is in the bathroom!"

Todomatsu snickered, "Well, is that any different from other humans? Oh wait, right, he's trash."

Choromatsu slapped Todomatsu on the head. "Don't be mean, Totty!"

Karamatsu pulled out his mirror, making sure all of his hairs were in place. "Welcome home, brother,"

"Is something wrong?" Osomatsu asked, looking up from a dirty magazine.

Jyushimatsu nodded his head urgently. "There's blood coming out from under the door!"

Choromatsu looked alarmed, as did the rest of the brothers.

"What's he gotten into this time?" Osomatsu grumbled, standing up, following Jyushimatsu to the bathroom.

"Maybe he's secretly a girl!" Todomatsu giggled, and Choromatsu quickly whacked him across the head.

"Now isn't the time for dirty jokes, Totty," he scolded as the three of them walked with the other two.

When they reached the bathroom door, they all gasped in utter shock. There was a huge puddle of blood seeping out from underneath the door.

"Did he freaking kill himself?!" Osomatsu yelled, banging his fists on the door, "Unlock the door, you pile of trash!"

There was no reply.

Jyushimatsu, who was now standing behind his four brothers, let out a small whimper. He wasn't smiling like he usually was. In fact, if his brothers hadn't been trying to unlock the door, they would have caught him crying.