Chapter 10: Bearing Bad News

WARNING!

MENTIONS OF RAPE, INCEST, ABUSE, AND TORCHER, THERE WILL ALSO BE BAD LANGUAGE USAGE IN THIS CHAPTER AS WELL AS VIOLENCE.

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Kyoya placed his head on his arm as he gasped. He had just finished emptying the contents of his stomach after what he had just read. He may seem like an emotionless bastard but he had a heart. He may also be a nosey person and seen some things but what he just read was horrific.

The teen stood and went to his sink to brush his teeth still thinking about what he read before getting the full report. Harry's medical history from before he was with the Malfoys was rather scarce and vague. Obviously someone was hiding something and/or tampered with it. The report after was… he really couldn't think of something to describe it. Sickening, maybe, it was the best he could do.

Kyoya realized he would have to inform the club members about the situation since, from what he'd found, James was on the move. The bespectacled boy cringed from simply thinking of Tamaki's reaction to the news. After thinking on it a moment he paled, what would Mori and Hani do? He knew very well that Mori was interested in Harry Malfoy formally Potter. This could end in disaster.

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The group looked at Kyoya as he sat before them, his hair was messed, and making it obvious he'd been running his hand through it. He was also obviously agitated, from what they could tell, from the papers on the table. "Kyoya, you said you had something important to tell us all?" Tamaki said, trying to get things going. "Yeah, why aren't Draco and Harry here?"

"They are part of the Host club too." Kaoru added after his twin. The others nodded in agreement. "They aren't here because what we are discussing is about them." Kyoya answered his voice rough. "What is this about exactly?" Haruhi asked, suspicious. Kyoya sighed, "You all know that I do background checks on all clientele we get and the student body?" They all nodded at this. "Well I was looking into how the Malfoys adopted Harry. I found some before; this is why I knew why he had a dog and a few other things."

"Okay, but that's all normal stuff that you do. They seem close so it can't be something illegal." Tamaki said, confused. "While what they did was not illegal what happened to Harry before that was…" Kyoya continued, not looking at them. He was hugely out of character and this worried them all. "What… What exactly happed before his adoption?" Haruhi asked since no one else seemed to. "I really don't want to have to tell you so I divided up these papers for you all to read. I know if I gave you the full report something might set one of you off. This, however, doesn't stop you from switching packets or telling each other what the other read." He said slowly as he watched them all warily.

Kyoya sat tensely as he watched the other read. He could see that Tamaki was about ready to burst into tears after ten minutes. His face was strangely closed off, which in turn disturbed Kyoya. Hikaru and the look of upmost disgusted on his face making him wonder exactly which section he picked up. Mori look absolutely furious, not his facial expression, no that had remained frozen, but he was trembling something strong. Haruhi was looking a bit green, Kyoya was sure she was reading the medical report. Kaoru had stopped reading four minutes into the section he was reading, crying silently as he clutched at his twin. As for looking at Hani-Senpai's direction, well… Kyoya was rather hesitant in looking Hani's direction.

Breathing in Kyoya steeled him-self, and discreetly glanced over at the small blonde. What he saw made him shiver. Hani's eyes were dull and half lidded as they rapidly when across the information on the pages he held. Well… at least he knew James Potter would die if Hani ever saw him.

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Once everyone was calm and don being sick, the guest bedroom he used was completely trashed. Kaoru had exhausted him-self crying so he was currently sleeping. Haruhi had actually burst into tears at some point, and since none of them actually knew what to do with a crying female. –They were Hosts, yes, but they made girls happy they weren't really prepared for this- She, thankfully, got a grip of her-self and stopped. Mori looked like someone had crushed his world and nothing would ever be alright again.

Tamaki was now seated beside him, his hand gripped his tightly. His shoulders jerking every now and then because he'd broken down earlier out of the amount of anger he felt. Kyoya didn't really mind that his hand was being crushed, at least Tamaki wouldn't be crying.

Hikaru actually kind of blanked on them. His eye holding that far off look some people get when they space out. He was running his hand through his brother's hair, Kaoru's head on his lap, but Kyoya was sure he could hear them. As for Hani's final reaction, he was still kind of closed off. Not that closed off like I'm-dead-inside it was more the I-will-destroy- the-world closed off.

"There is more I have to tell you." Tamaki stiffened. "What would that be?"

"Hari's biological father, James Potter, he has been released early for good behavior." Kyoya was interrupted by their collective, "What?!"

"That isn't all… It seems that many of the people that James Potter was in jail with had some concerns about his mental health. They believe the while he was somewhat sane when he went in he became obsessive with his youngest son. While many of said inmates were killers, drug dealers, and other rapists they said what James did was sickening. What he talked about was horrible, however, seeing as none of the guards ever heard any of this he got good reports. From what my men were able to gather James Potter is obsessed with Hari and will stop at nothing to get to him. I wanted you all to know that Hari is top priority, he just can't know it." Kyoya passed for a moment to breathe, "I already have people watching him and trying to delay James but even then that can only do so much. My family's police force is on stand by for wen James Potter makes his move all that matters is when that will be."

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Kyoya ran his hand through his hair, and then walked into the dining room. His father sat at the head of the table, his bothers on either side, then his sister on the left. He took the seat in front of her before looking up at her. "Fuyumi, there is someone I'd like you to meet. How long are you staying?"

"I'll be staying for about two more days; it's quite lonely in the house with only me there. Who is it that you want me to meet?" She asked curiously. "They are transfers from Great Britain, Draco and Harry Malfoy. They have been at the school for a while now and I believe you would love Harry."

"Why do you think I'd only like Hari, though, what about his brother Draco?"

"Draco is the more dominant of the two; Harry was adopted some time ago and is very sheltered by his family. Draco would likely be more interested in business than Harry is." They were interrupted by their father. "Where would you be meeting these two?"

"Kyoya can bring them to the house couldn't he?" Fuyumi asked, and then thought for a moment, "We would all get the chance to meet them then, and it would be faster that way." She said, looking around the table. Kyoya looked pensive for a moment before slowly shaking his head. "That might not work… Harry isn't comfortable with meeting too many people at once. He has PTSD and it's best to have a comfortable environment with few people until he's use to them. I'd rather not stress him; after all, he's in a new country with only his adoptive brother at the moment." He took a drink of water before continuing. "Draco would be very unhappy if such a thing happened and I'd want to discuss business with him in the future."

"This is for you to develop a business relationship? Kyoya that's terrible!" Fuyumi exclaimed. She didn't like the thought of using someone like that. "Well no, not entirely. Harry has some talents that could benefit from interacting with more people. I though meeting others with connections would encourage him to building confidence in his ability. Much like the rehabilitation programs do, he likes baked goods and making toys. I thought he would benefit from making others happy." Kyoya explained before his sister started lecturing him. Kyoya glanced up from his food when he realized it had gotten quiet.

His brother were looking at him, their father was as well. "How will this benefit the family?" Their father asked. Fuyumi looked a bit red in the face at this. "I see no reason to use an ill person to benefit the family, and while they may be a lesser family they have far more political power than we do, after all they descend from royalty. Draco's father is Lord Lucius Malfoy and Harry's biological brother his now Lord Potter." He watched with malicious satisfaction as his father stiffened at this.

"That was a disgusting question to ask." Yuuichi said as he looked at their father. Yuuichi is the oldest son; he didn't understand his youngest brother but cared for him even if he wasn't sure how to show that he did. He was use to his father's rather closed off personality; he was a business man first and foremost. Yuuichi was sure that it was his mother's influence that caused him not to be an only child and for that he was grateful.

Yoshio Ootori looks at his eldest son in surprise, his son had never said something like this to him before. "How is that a disgusting question?" He asked. This caused all of his children to look at him as if he need was mad. "Were you not listening to a word Kyoya just said?" His second eldest son questions him. "Yes, the boy has talent but I don't see how this would help the family."

"Father, Kyoya just said the boy has PTSD."

"I am aware of what your brother said, Fuyumi."

"That's what makes your question disgusting. Wanting to use a kid with PTSD for your own gain, Kyoya wants to help the kid not just himself." Akito snapped irritably. Yoshio thought over what was said for a moment, his children still watching him. It clicked after a while. "Oh, I see what you meant… Your mother usually explained things like this to me…"He commented awkwardly. Yoshio knew he was a bit emotionally stunted. He knew what emotions were but he couldn't really understand some things. He was too much of a business man to realize that there were some things you just don't do.

The four Ootori children were wondering if they should get someone to interoperate things like this for their father.

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Tamaki*Reading about James*

The man was crazy, he could tell by how he spoke. Like it was perfectly alright to do what he did. He had wondered why Harry was so small, being around Hani's height and all. Tamaki knew Kyoya must have been disgusted when he had read through this. He knew the older teen must have read everything.

Tamaki grimaced; he would have never been able to do that. Kyoya more than likely knew this as well or he'd have made them their own entire packet to read. He had to protect his precious son from his biological father at all costs.

Kaoru*Police report*

He couldn't do it. This is disgusting; Hikaru and I may have been cold and distant when we were younger and made people cry but this… This was what put people in hell. He couldn't grasp that someone's father could do that to them, their own child. Not only that but that their older sibling did nothing when it was clear they suspected something was going on. Kaoru wasn't sure how Hari's mother didn't try harder, make friends with someone more politically powerful and ask them for help.

His grip of the papers loosened and he cried. How could something like that happen! It made no sense to him! Hikaru would never let something like that happen, his mother would never let something like that happen! He… He… Kaoru couldn't think, his mind shut down and he cried.

Hikaru*Lily's View*

She was a weak woman. She thought she'd bet the man of her dreams and all that but turned into a monster. She tried to fight back, sure, but what happened to asking for help? HE was to powerful, she said. Hikaru sneered; she could have done something when he started smothering their first kid so that he'd be what that monster wanted. That woman could have taken them and skipped the country. She could have piled evidence against him and given it to someone.

Hikaru held his twin as he sobbed, they would do try to connect with Hari better. He made toys and could sow… Hikaru could work with that.

Haruhi *While reading medical report*

This is fucking horrible! How could someone do this to Hari, he is such a sweet boy. Her hands trembled as she read through the medical report. The amount of broken bones he had past and new, the internal bruising, internal bleeding, outer bruising and swelling… The anal taring… God, how long had it been going on? It was sickening, horrifying, saddening, she just didn't know what to think.

Hari is so sweet…

She didn't understand, how could he be so… but he wasn't, was he? He had panic attacks, he carried his plushy around like a life-line, Amber went everywhere with him. "I thought that the school did not allow animals?"

"Normally, no but under… Certain Circumstances then they are; as long as they are trained and are here to do their job which this one clearly is."

Those circumstances must have been this. His own father, if it had been her family she would have been destroyed inside. It was amazing just how well adjusted Harry is.

She started crying, he emotions started to jumble up inside and she didn't know how to deal with it. Haruhi had always dealt with things herself but never had she had to deal with this. This, she never really thought about things like this. It made no sense, she wanted to be a lawyer, and she should have realized that things like this happen in the world.

Haruhi took no notice of how the others were panicking over her sobbing.

Mori*Trial*

Mori stared at the papers that he had gripped in his hands. The emotions that were coercing through him made him tremble, it was emotional overload. He had thought that Harry had been kidnapped and held for ransom and it had traumatized him. Hell, he thought that maybe a bit of torture but this went beyond torture. He didn't know what the fuck to call this! The pictures of Hari's back filled him with sadness, and blinding white rage.

Hari was so painfully shy and quiet, he didn't think himself all that smart, and he flinched at contact and loud sounds. The panic attacks were horrible and Mori hated them. Hari had scars on his wrists, ankles, back, sides, arms, stomach, his neck… It was a wonder the boy even stepped out of the house! Hari, at some level, probably hates and blames himself for what happened.

Mori wondered if there was even a chance that he and Hari would ever even get the chance to be together. After what he'd been through, Mori's heart constricted painfully. He wanted to help Hari and protect him, he wants to love Hari and be with him, to chase away the bad that happened. If he could Mori would kill every single one of the sick, twisted bastard that dared to touch Hari's beautiful person with his Katana. All of those sick fucks deserved to be hunted like animals as die a painful death before they rot in the deepest pits of hell. Mori would be damned if that twisted, psychotic, shit got his sweet Hari again.

Hani *Confession*

Hani read the first paragraph and was ready to kill someone. How could someone rape their own son, and then invite other people to do it. He didn't see the man thinking of Hari as a person, but even an animal really. He kept referring to Hari as a pet, or a toy. Hani was disgusted that such people exist in the world. Hari is smaller than Hani was! That in it-self disturbed Hani a great deal.

He was small, but he was strong, you just couldn't really tell and he liked it that way. Harry however was small and thin. His school uniform, no matter how you looked at it was rather baggy. It was obvious that Draco had gotten it that way in hopes of Hari gaining weight and height. Hani himself was still growing, he knew he wouldn't be Mori's height but he'd eventually be taller than Draco. Hari would most likely be a few inches taller but not much taller than he was now.

It wasn't fair! Hari was so sweet, he was so like himself. He had a bunny, he was short and while Hani was Lolita Hari was it unconsciously! The boy would be tormented for his rest of his fucking life! That sick bastard even said that he'd do it again if he could. Hani wouldn't let him, he'd say no to cake first before he let that happen. He'd never forgive himself if he let it happen, Draco would be devastated and Mori…

Mori… Hani was sure his world would end. He wasn't sure if Mori realized it or not but he was in love with Hari. Mori would watched him continuously, carried his bag; it was like what he did for Hani but with an extreme to it. It was cute, in a strange way. Mori wasn't really sure how to woo someone; he didn't really do anything when he was being a host. Mori would most likely kill, um… severely wound, someone and ask questions later if it meant protecting Hari.

James Potter would die the day any of the hosts caught sight of him.

*Somewhere in Maine, United States*

James Potter looked for a car to steal when he shivered violently. He suspiciously looked around him. "I must be getting sick." He murmured to himself as he spotted a black car.

*Somewhere in England Jamie Potter's home.*

Jamie opened the door to find the bobby. "Jamie Potter?"

"Yes, how can I help you?" He asked tiredly. He hadn't been able to rest well for years now. "Have you seen your father since his release?" Jamie froze. "He was released? Why, would you do that? When did he get out?" Jamie panicked. The officers calmed him. "He was released about two months ago, he was to start his probation, he never checked in."

"I haven't seen him… I… I think he may be after… my brother." He whispered the last part. He felt horrible for what happened to his baby brother. He was to raped up in his own issues he'd ignored his brother the older they grew. The only time he'd ever really seen Harry was when he'd played the piano. "Do you have any idea where your brother may be?"

"Harry… was adopted after what happened. Lord and Lady Malfoy took him in after Lord Malfoy saved Harry. I… I haven't seen him since." Jamie told them as much as he could. When they were gone he sat on his couch and cried for what he had lost. He had lost his brother, his mother, and his happiness. His father could go die in a bloody fucking hole for all he cared.

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Done: March 14, 2016

Edited: March 15, 2016

Words: 3,392