"You knew?" Temper spat, furious. "Why wouldn't you tell me?" Fury looked up as his brother burst into the room. He knew instantly what he was upset about. For a moment he struggled with what to say, but finally he decided to stay calm, despite his namesake. He leveled his gaze to stare evenly back. "I just didn't want to hurt you-" "Too late!" He was cut off. Temper had advanced on him and now stood so close that Fury could feel his breath and make out the blur of anger on his face. Ah, he was in one of his rages. "You should have known better, Fury. You should have told me! It would be better than knowing you lied for that long!" Anger bubbled up in Fury. He tried to push it down, but his temper had never been one to obey him. He clenched his fists and stood to match Temper's height.