:D BAAAAAACK! With a Fudou chapter afflicted with another character's story. I wont say more. PLease read and enjoy. There is an important AN at the end ;) Hope you'll like it.

As twisted and gruesome it could sound, the only reason why Fudou Akio decided without warning to become a lawyer is because he knew that his father hold a great animosity for this profession as well as for tax collectors and other attorneys. People could describe that gesture as a pure snid way to befoul his father's memory and he did nothing to deny that. His fathe rletf his life years ago, still it was unavoidable not to think of him. Those thoughts of his annihilated mother weeping into the arms of a small boy made his jaw clench immediately.

Right now, he was watching his newest client with much annoyance and disbelief. This face that he knew so much wore an expression of either amusement or superiority.

" So Mr. Hiroto how can I provide you with my service?" he asked with his most professional smirk still not knowing what he was doing here. He was a lawyer freshly coming out from law school with zero experience and was staring to work in a cabinet in a few days time. Why did one of the town's most richest man who probably had hald a douzen of experts, secretaries and paralegals at his service need a rookie like him? Was this just to rub in his face?

" AKio, you remember me right?" he asked with a quizical face and the dark-haired man was tempted to yell "DUH" in his face. It was annoying for him to look at the state of his new client's appartment. He was bankrupted due to the huge tuitione that needed to be paid for his law academy thinking that he'll get the money back in a blink of an eye but he stopped being dellusional on his first day of job hunting. Now, he had a case to cover and was sitting in an appartment covered with designer furnitures. The back leather couch he was sitting on was so comfortable that he had to sit on the tip of if to orevent himself from sinking.

" Yes, I do "

" Your seriously not going to continue calling me " " are you?" he chuckled.

" Okay, Hiroto, can we get to the point already?" he said even more exasperated when the redhead laughed again.

Without answering him, Kiyama got up.

" Kazumi, can you get down please?" he shouted from the stairs.

Who was that Kazumi? Akio interrogated himself then he visualized a young blonde bimbo or a hot brunette with generous curves but was a bit surprised by the real posessor of the name. Though he was blonde, Hiroto as singular as he could be could not be dating a young toddler. The little boy in question advanced towards his sit and the grown up man suddenly felt extremly uncomfortable with the way he was examining him. This Kazumi boy had tilted his head as if he was staring to a new toy whose usage he still had not discovered. The powerful gaze emitted from his grey eyes made Akio advert his towards the white oak coffee table infront of him.

" Kazumi, meet my friend, Fudou" he said lifting the little boy to place him in his Armani trousers. " Say hi" he added.

The only sign that showed that he said (or tried to say) something was the movement of his thin lips. No audible sound was perceived but still, Kiyama smiled as if he had done an exploit owing congratulatory words.

" Very good" he whispered his lips on the dark golden hair. Akio had to clear his throat.

" Oh yeah, this is my...son. You were called upon because I decided to sue those bastards that abused him" he whisper yelled as if he did not want the boy to hear anything though he was too distracted playing with his father's finger which embraced his tiny, thin waist. The bistered man was a bit taken aback by the expression of abhorrence in his usual tranquilized face. Then, his gaze followed the face of this angelic looking boy. A mixture of pity and compassion could be felt towards this complete little stranger. What kind of abomination could have been imposed on this harmless creature?

" This...is a very complex case Hiroto. Do you know how much cases lawsuits of domestic juvenile abuse are fought each day? There is a waiting span that could last for months or even years. " he said knowingly but his client was wearing a smile that proved that he knew something that he, the professional didn't.

" Don't worry for those, please don't think I summoned you unprepared" he expressed while throwing a huge stack of papers on the table. Without hesitating, Fudou started passing through the notes with a critical eye though he could barely concentrate. One particual thing caught his attnetion: The boy was adopted..that clarified a lot of things.

" Do you have any medical report that allegates an abuse?"

" They were not done yet"

" How do you think I can work without any -" he was cut off once again.

" Don't forget who is the employer and who is the employee Akio" he said keeping a gentle tone. " I maybe did not pass any test at the present, but I have something more plausible and undeniable"

Fudou raised his eyebrow confronting him to show the so wonderful evidence he got.

" Can I Kazumi?" The crimson-haired man interrogated and waited for the five year old boy's nod to lift up his shirt. He was turned over to show a horrible display of permanent cicatrices which imbricated over his thin white skin. Nausea was the first feeling Fudou feltand which was soon followed by distate.

" I saw it. Its okay" he said a sign that the bare-chested boy could cover up himself but something was still running in the back of the newly-graduated advocate. Why stir back memories of pure horror in this young child's mind by bringing this case infront of a judge? Surely it was not for the money, one thing that he did not lack. This computer prodigee who worked only for a few months as an engineer was the creator of a program of great complexity earning him millions. So why did this whiz wanted to complicate his and his alleged son's life?

Then, he found his answer in Hiroto's eyes watching Kazumi. They were full of concern, care...love.

Love..An incontrovertible and compelling feeling drawing the most charitable mind going in the thornful path of revenge.

"So are you on Fudou?" he said extending an arm.

" You bet" he replied shaking his exteam-mate's hand.

Before finishing, I should presice that I was inspired by Kaleidoscope-Scattered dreams awsome one shot "Respite" to make Fudou a lawyer so all merit for that one goes to her.I mentionned that 'cause its plain wrong if I had claimed this idea to be mine. :D The next Fudou chapter will be more Fudou-full :D Hope you enjoyed this one as it was nice to write. PLease review as your reviews always make me smile :D You guys rock