SAR: OHMIGOD! I CAN"T BELIVE IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO POST THIS PIECE OF SHIT!! IM SORRY DON'T KILL ME!

Rinku: I think we should kill her…

SAR: stfu! I swear now that finals are almost over and school is ending I'll be much better about updating. Sorry for being such a stinker everybody. . Rinku, please do the disclaimer while I wallow in my self-pity.

Rinku: Gladly. Swisarmyromance owns absolutely nothing and receives no money for this shit she calls writing. However, I'm happy to say that thanks to a kitchen floor in need of cleaning and mucho babysitting she is no longer broke.

SAR: Wait just one second there lil mister! I do own something this chapter.

Rinku: Really?

SAR: Yep. Touya's little brother makes his grand appearance in this chappie. He's an OC (DON'T KILL ME!!!!!!) I own him and he will probably star in some future fics after I'm waaaay more into this one.

Rinku: What's the lil bro's name? And is he shorter than me?

SAR: Umm….don't laugh…His name is Binx…I know weird but I'll explain in the bottom-of-the-page authors notes. And sorry budster but he's way taller than you.

Rinku: DAMMIT!!!

And now, our feature presentation…

Normal present events

Italic Flashback

Chapter 4: Memoirs of a Misfit

You turned your back to the wrong people Touya . Never feel safe.

Touya re-read the note that Risho had stuffed in his hand so many times he began to feel sick. He was nauseous and an evil feeling churned in his gut. He could still remember the face of every young man who was in their group at school. They were the town's local shoplifting, poor, troubled youths. The misfits. The ones that everyone proclaimed to be "Future Criminals."

Touya had never played a major role in the group but he became an ever-present member once he found that no one would harm him if he was in that group. No one would torture him if he hung around with the guys who carried pocket knives in their jeans.

These "Misfits" accepted him. They even liked him a little. They were mostly poor guys, just like him. And despite their being "scary" they were pretty okay people. Usually. He fit in with them and if he had to steel a few extra Twinkies from the 7 11 in order to fit in, so be it. He had a place in the school. And in this godforsaken town if you had no place then your only purpose was to be hunted.

Touya and his younger brother found themselves in this personal hell hole when Mr. Itsuru (Father of the fucking year) left sixteen year old Touya and his seven year old little brother Binx to fend for themselves…

"W-why did we have to come here Touya? Why couldn't we stay at home? Someone could've helped us!" said seven-year-old Binx(1) weeping about how he hated school and kids were picking on him.

"Binxie," Touya said, kneeling down to hug his brother. "If we had stayed someone would've found out and put us in an orphanage. You wouldn't want that right?" Touya explained. Binx sniffed.

"Woulda been better then here…" The child mumbled. Touya felt himself tearing up at his brother's miserable face.

"I'm sorry binxie, I'm sorry…"Touya whispered into his brother's blue head of hair. Binx stopped crying when he realized Touya had begun to cry himself. "I was afraid someone would adopt you…They would take you away and I'd never see you again. I'm sorry Binxie. I could never let anyone separate us. You're all I have. I'm sorry I'm so selfish. This is too much. This life is too much. We don't deserve this. We don't deserve this…"

"We didn't deserve it." Touya mumbled, recalling the memory.

"Didn't deserve what?"

Touya quickly looked over his shoulder, startled that he hadn't heard his now-15-year-old brother open the door to their apartment.

"Nothing. When did you get here?" Touya asked.

"A minute ago…are you okay?" Binx asked sensing his older brother's uneasiness.

"Fine," Touya said softly. Binx sighed exasperatedly.

"You're such a liar." He said in a tone that matched his brother's softness. It also held an air of affection since Binx could never find himself angry with the brother who had raised him and cared for him so dearly. "I'm going to bed early Toy," He said, using his brother's pet-name. "Night," He said "and feel better." He added before leaving the room.

"Night." Touya responded. He was relieved Binx wasn't one to push him for information. He knew him well enough to know when not to try and talk to him.

Binx had always been his life. Binx had been the reason he hadn't thrown his life away to Risho's group.

"Touya?" The now-8-year-old tugged on his brother's sleeve one Saturday morning while the eldest Itsuru was making waffles. (2) Touya smiled down at his brother and ruffled the child's fluffy blue locks.

"What's on your mind?" He asked lightheartedly, expecting a homework question or a plea for chocolate chips in the pancakes.

"Are you a bully?" Binx asked quietly. Touya's body froze mid pancake-flip. Touya knew his brother was bullied sometimes. He knew about it and did his best to prevent it. How could his little brother suspect him of doing the very thing the boy feared most? Touya kneeled down and put his hands on his brother's shoulders.

"Why would you say something like that Buddy?" He asked. Binx looked at him worriedly.

"I see Risho and Bakken do bad things to people…" The kid trailed off. "They steal stuff and…and lotsa people think you do all that bad stuff with them." Binx sniffed. "I know you're not bad. I know…" Binx started crying and sobbed into his brother shoulder. "I won't let you do bad stuff! I won't!" Binx squeezed his brother as tight as he could. "You can't! I-I'll fight you!" Binx declared. He released himself from his older brother's arms and stared into the eldest's iridescent blue eyes.

"Well?" The child asked. Touya stared sadly at his brother, overcome with guilt and shame. Shame for hiding himself behind thugs, shame for participating in their activities, shame for making his younger brother think less of him. Touya wrapped his arms around Binx once more.

"I'm sorry Buddy," He whispered into his brother's blue head of hair. "I'll stop doing those things. I promise, Okay?"

The day after that, Touya walked into the school parking lot, trying to avoid the area where his group hung out.

"Hey Toy Man!" He heard Risho call to him. Touya flinched. He glanced back at Risho for a split second and then turned to walk in the other direction. Risho's eyes widened in disbelief. Bakken mumbled,

"The hell does he think he's going?"

It was at that moment Touya lost his place in the school, in the town, and at that time, the world. He had no one to lean on and no one to protect him. The teenager was as vulnerable as he would ever be at that moment as he leaned against the school's cold brick wall all by himself.

Faces passed him by in a blur and the school yard air, tinted with cigarette smoke clogged his lungs. He suddenly felt tired. Total exhaustion consumed his entire being and he felt himself slide down the wall slowly until he was sitting with his back and head leaning against the wall. He fell into a light sleep.

Somehow, he heard a first-period-bell ring but it just went in through one ear and out the other. He remained in his light slumber, dead to the world. That is, until he felt someone shake him awake. Touya cracked his eyes open to see the face of his English teacher, Mr. Sage staring back at him. The young teacher did not look annoyed or angry at Touya's behavior. Instead, his face sported a sympathetic look.

"Touya," The man spoke calmly, and almost sadly. "It's time someone helped you…"

AHHHH!!! I know you all hate me! It took me FOREVER to update and this chapter is like nothing! It was supposed to be waaay longer but I'm having trouble writing the part after this. I thought I'd better just post up what I had so no one thinks I've been like murdered or something.

I PROMISE the next chapter will be out soon and will be muuuuuuch longer and muuuuuuch better. AND the yaoi will begin next chapter.

1) Okay here's the delio with the name "Binx" when I first saw YYH I was like…8/9. I used to make up stories about how I was like a member of the Reiki Tantai and I was Jin's apprentice and all this cool stuff. Don't laugh, I was 8 remember? Anyways, one day I was like 'Hmm…Touya should have an apprentice too and he could be like my partner in crime in this lil imaginary story I got goin here.' So he became Touya's lil bro and because I was 8 years old and stupid I named my character Binx cuz I heard it in my fav movie "hocus pocus" and though it was such a cool name. Yeah…I was a total dork when I was 8. Anyway I've used Binx in lots of stories over the years and I didn't have the heart to change his name now even though it's kinda stupid. Call me a loser and I shall, in return, call you an asshole.

2) I just watched part of Shrek so I had to put the waffle thing in. lol "We can stay up late and tell scary stories and in the morning…I'm making WAFFLES!" lol