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Chapter 2 :

Yoshida nearly smashed his alarm clock. He barely got any slept that night. He had waited for Takasugi to come home in vain. This was seriously starting to worry him. They had fought before but Takasugi had always come back home. Or at least left a message if he was going to sleep in a hotel to calm down. He was feeling so guilty. Sighting, he joined Irie in the living room for the breakfast. According to the dark rings under the boy's eyes, he hadn't sleep either.

"He.. He's okay, right ?" Yoshida asked with a wavering voice.

"Yeah. Must have gone to an hotel in the city centre. I guess he was just too angry to call or text yesterday. Don't worry."


His entire body hurt, like thousands of needles stabbed him. And he was so cold. He forced himself to open his eyes. He was in some kind of shut down factory. The windows were broken. The glass still laid on the floor, mixed with dirty and leaves. Big metal doors were sealed off except one on his left which had probably been open with a crowbar. In the garage, everything seems to belong to another century. Really old machines, covered in dirt, laid in the centre of the room. The looked like the ones used in the factories during the sixties. No sound could be heard. No voices, no cars, no train. He was alone and in the middle of nowhere. Even if he managed to escape, he was not sure he would be able to go back home.

Takasugi struggled to sit up. His legs were chained to a machine. He looked at his stomach. The injury had stopped bleeding and had been bandaged. Someone had apparently taken the time to treat him and changed his bloodied shirt.

Why did they kidnapp me ? Money or revenge ? I hope they will notice my disappearance quickly.

He sighted and tried to break the chains with a rock he had found near the machine. But they were too resistant. As he moved to search for a sharper rock, he heard a metallic sound. A tall man wearing a balaclava like his kidnappers passed the door and smiled at him. He sat down in front of him.

"Don't even try to speak without permission or escape. If you do, I will personally make sure you will never see your friends again. It would be a shame if something were to happen to them, wouldn't it ?"

Takasugi didn't say anything, he could not risk his friends' life. So he just stared at his kidnapper who seemed to enjoy the attention.


Meanwhile, Yoshida and Irie arrived at school a bit earlier than usual, hoping they would have time to speak with their best friend to make up with him. They met Kusaka on their way to class, the boy was a little gloomy.

"What's wrong Kusaka-kun ?" Yoshida asked.

"I'm sorry. For yesterday, I kind of feel it's my fault if you and Takasugi quarrelled over Oosaki's exam."

"You have nothing to apologize for Kusaka. We just didn't have the same opinion. It doesn't happen often so it got a little too far maybe." Irie replied.

"What do you mean ?"

"He didn't come home last night. He didn't text us either."

"Yes, it's really worrying me. I won't be appeased until I see him" Yoshida added.

When they entered the classroom, the lithe boy was relieved. Takasugi's school bag was on his table and his jacket was on his chair.

"See Yoshida ? His stuff is here. I told you he would come to school."

"Hm. I wonder where he is though."

"He must have gone to the restroom or to the teachers' room." Kusaka said, sitting at his own place.

The relief that Yoshida had felt didn't last long. The class had started fifteen minutes ago and Takasugi still wasn't here. The teacher, Matsuo-sensei, had noted him absent.

Forty five minutes later, Yoshida and Irie were restless. Takasugi was still absent. As soon as the lesson finished, Irie, Yoshida and Kusaka exited the classroom and headed towards the outside stairs which had been their spot for two months now. Irie called Takasugi, putting his phone on speaker. It rang a few times.

"Takasugi ?" Yoshida asked.

"Wrong guess, boy" A deep voice answered. Three teenagers looked at each other worried.

"Who are you ?"

"Me ? I can't really tell you that, can I ? I left you a gift in his bag by the way. Don't try to talk about that to anyone or I will be forced to hurt him more. That would be a shame." The voice said before hanging up.

They ran to their classroom and grabbed Takasugi's school bag before leaving for a quiet place. They couldn't risk to be seen by someone. With shaking hands, Kusaka opened the bag and brought out a shirt. They recognized it immediately. It was part of their school uniform. And it was nearly entirely soaked with blood. The three boys gulped in fear. Was he even alive ? For how long would he live without any treatment ?

Yoshida saw a little piece of paper in the bag.

" To Takasugi's father, transfer half of your fortune on the following account. If anyone knows about this, police, friends, everyone, he's dead. I have other targets. One more one less I don't care. So if you want him alive, do as I say. "

Yoshida passed the paper to the other boys.

"We have to take this to Takasugi-san. Quickly." He said.

"Shouldn't we talk about this to Sensei ?" Kusaka asked.

"No. You read it too. If we do, Takasugi-kun will die. I don't think he's bluffing... I mean look at that blood. We're not even sure he alive !"

Before Kusaka and Irie could answer, Irie's mobile rang.

"There a new message … from Takasugi !" The boy exclaimed.

"Open it !"

From Takasugi Touichi: Did you find my gift ? :)

"Ask him about Takasugi !"

To Takasugi Touichi: Is he alive ?

From Takasugi Touchi: Yes, here is your proof. Now, take the message to the boy's father. Don't talk about this to anyone, or the next gift will be his dead body. Good afternoon :).

"There's a video attached" Irie said.

He opened it. They saw Takasugi chained to a machine. He looked way too pale and weak but still had that fiery gaze that characterized so much. Yoshida felt a pang of emotion when he noticed what was firmly holding Takasugi in his hands. It was a little charm he had made for him last year.

"We need to go see Takasugi's father now. Let's go." He said. Kusaka and Irie nodded. The three boys left the school and headed towards the train station because Takasugi's hometown was two hours away in train.


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