Gah! I'm so tired, and yet I have enough energy to write another chapter. Why?! And to answer which one of the review questions regarding the bandanna on Kaito's arm. Yes, it's just a fashion accessory. I do it too, sometimes. Anyway, please enjoy the new chapter.

Chapter 14: Youth Troop

Len's P.O.V.

"I can already tell by looking around that this girls birthday is going to be a hella lot better than my seventeenth birthday" Yohio gave a brief whistle as me and him stepped out of the kitchen and walked into the living room. "Hell. I still remember how my mom gave me twenty bucks and told me to spend it wisely. Like bitch, you could've at least made it fifty-." He paused for a moment and kept his eyes glued onto elsewhere. So I followed his gaze off to the right and saw a man connecting his laptop onto the DJ station. Not just any man. But one we knew briefly. "Oh shit! Is that who I think it is?" Yohio slapped his hand onto his mouth and immediately began to snicker.

"Isn't that the guy Piko spilled coffee onto that one day?" I then said as we stood there staring at him. "The one he was attracted to!" We then said in unison once we both suddenly began to laugh.

We laughed for a good minute before we stopped and looked at the man once more, only to see Kaito talking to him. Hm? So he was the one who brought him over. I silently thought to myself till I saw the two pause from what they were doing and glanced over to us. As soon as Kaito's gaze locked with my own, he pointed to the both of us and motioned for us to come over.

We casually walked over to them and stopped in front of the booth. But once I came over, I actually took a chance to notice Kaito's attire. It wasn't really something I'd see everyday here, but I guess it was a style he adopted from America. Despite it, it made him look super attractive-, "I know what you're thinking, but I'm afraid you're going to have to wait till later." The bluenette gave a quick wink to me, making my face catch fire in an instant. "Anyway, Kaiko and her friends should be coming any moment, so we have to get this party started. I wanted to introduce you to my old elementary friend, Gakupo. I've been keeping some contact with him over the years as well, but mostly to help him with his DJ career. His specialty is Trap music, or rather his true preference, Trap-Gutter music." He then introduced the purple-head who nodded his head to us.

He then looked off to the bluenette and said, "Well you know how it is here. Trap isn't much of a big thing. Dubstep is rising, but I'm only into Trap because it actually has rhythm. You can't watch people shake their asses to dubstep or j-pop. That's why I prefer abroad music from America." He explained to him. "Anyway, I'm pretty sure I've seen you two at a Cafe I went to not too long ago. If you could remember, one of your co-workers accidentally spilled my coffee onto my lap." He then eyed us and recalled the memory.

"That was the place you were talking about that one day?" Kaito rose a brow at him, causing him to nod his head and continue.

"Yeah. No matter how hard I tried to tell the kid that it was okay, he kept getting scared and nervous. ... Now I'm not trying to sound conceited, but if I'd knew better, I'd say he liked me. That's the signal I got, at least-" Yohio had then intervened once he was nearly done speaking. "He's in the kitchen organizing the food. His name is Piko, wouldn't be quiet talking about you, said he'd love to lick cream off your crotch. He's single and ready to mingle-. Ow!" I snapped my attention to him and glared at him viciously as I listened to everything he said. It was then that I punched his arm and lowly whispered to him.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" I then clutched onto his left arm hard and stepped closer, nearly hissing at him. "Piko is going to murder the hell out of you! Esecially for that one lie! Licking cream off his crotch? What's wrong with you?!"

"Hey, hey! That couldn't have been a lie because we know he thought it. Besides, if he doesn't throw himself in a cage with a lion, he'd never get mangled up. In all truth, I would've thought he'd get some before you. ... Even you have to admit that." Grabbing my hand, he took it off his arm and eyed me seriously. "Look. Piko is basically the only single one that's left. Might as well have him enjoy a fresh animal he's head over heels for." Rolling his eyes, he then focused back onto the purple-head who rose a brow at him.

Before Yohio could say anything, we noticed the two looking past us. What made me notice who they were looking at was when I noticed the small smirk that crept onto his features. So I slowly turned my head to see Piko standing in the kitchen walk-way, eyes widened and glued onto the man.

The blonde next to me had only stood off to the side and placed a hand on Gakupo's shoulder and smirked at the frozen boy. "Piko, this guy right here is Gakupo. He's the DJ for tonight, and he wants you to assist him at his station. So you need to put that platter back in the kitchen and get ready. Here! I'll help you" The three of us eyed him as soon as he hurriedly ran towards Piko and shoved him back inside the kitchen.

Right when he did, Gakupo looked to me and said, "Does your friend usually lie out of his ass like that?"

"You honestly have to give him props for being bold. But you won't have a problem having the kid hang around you throughout the party?" Kaito had then questioned his friend. He only shrugged his shoulders in response before he began working on his laptop once more.

"Doesn't really matter" He mumbled. "Although my preference is towards females, I wouldn't mind giving the kid a try, I guess. Can't say you don't like something unless you've tried it, right?"

Kaito gave a brief nod and sighed. "True-" He suddenly paused once the three of us heard the front door opening, along with the sound of girls chattering. With that, Gakupo began playing the music as well as Kaito rushing over to turn off the lights and flipping on the black-light, making certain things glow in the dark. It was then that I noticed the spreaded out drum barrels once I saw different colored glow liquid in the inside. Damn. Even I have to admit that I'm impressed. I thought to myself as we all watched the door open up to reveal a younger bluenette with four girls following behind her.

Her hair was fully out and curled. She wore a white pair of shorts, hot blue thigh-highs, and a blue long sleeve that revealed her shoulders. But once her eyes landed on Kaito, they widened immediately as she hurriedly ran over to him with open arms.

"Holy Crap! Nii-San!" She jumped up and allowed the older bluenette to catch her. "What are you doing here?! Aren't you supposed to be in America?" She then questioned as she slowly got herself down. Quickly shooting a glance over to me, her eyes lit up and she motioned for me to come over.

I hesitated for a moment before I began walking over. I quietly stood next to Kaito only to be caught off guard by a hug.

"I didn't expect for either of you to show up! You changed! You're a bit more plumped than the last time I've seen you, Len." Kaiko commented, making me tense up a little. So it's that easy to notice my weight. "Don't worry, it fits you for some odd reason. Like the extra weight-"

"Kaiko, no more talking about Len's weight" Kaito had then told the girl, causing her to let go of me. "And I'm moving back here unless I'm given a reason to move back to America. But subside from that, we got a birthday party to celebrate, seventeen year old. You don't have to worry about anything because Mom and Dad left and assigned me to be in charge of your party. ... You also don't have to worry about Akaito showing up."

"Good. Mom and Dad are one thing, but Akaito is a little on the strange side. I don't want him scaring my friends away. I think he's starting to think he's on a mission everyday, or at least is expecting a fight." She explained till her friends came up to her side.

The girl with dark brown hair spoke to her as she held her pink cellphone up to her ear, "Kaiko, you didn't say that DJ Kamui was going to be here! There's even rave-drums you see at the club!- Oh! Hey, Teto! Tell the rest to hurry and get their asses to Kaiko's place! DJ Kamui is here! Plus there's a bunch of cuties here! ... Uh-huh! Her parents aren't here!" The friend then began to speak on the phone as her and the others began making their way towards the dance floor.

The younger bluenette stared at Kaito wide-eyed as he smiled back down to her. "Let's just say me and the dj are friends. As for the drums, they simply weren't hard to get my hands on. Now all the food and stuff are placed in the kitchen thanks to Len, your gift from mom and dad is underneath the table, so make sure you get it once the party is over. ... I'll still be here, but me and Len will be out of the way." He assured her.

Slowly but surely she gave a toothy grin and said, "I don't know how to thank you guys, like, seriously! But anyway, I'm gonna hang with my friends now. See yah later." She waved before she began to skip off elsewhere.

"You should really embrace you being plumped instead of you getting nervous about it. I love your thickness." He then commented as soon as Kaiko walked away.

"Stop being embarrassing" I shyly bumped my hip against him. "... But thank you. A-Anyways, I've been kind of thinking about the movement lately. I was thinking addressing the situation publicly would be great. Like showing a big picture in a very populated area."

"Like Shibuya? That'd actually be a little difficult to do. Not impossible, but difficult. That area is heavily populated both day and night, but there could be a loophole around that so we wouldn't get caught. Maybe creating a silhouette cutout on a paper and write down all the names of people who've committed suicide, or thought of doing it due to sexuality oppression, and dump them out over the main building. ...It'll take a group effort for this to be done efficiently. But although the picture idea won't be used, I see where you're going with the visual-idea." He playfully bumped my shoulder with his elbow.

After a couple of minutes, the both of us walked outside and stood out in the patio, escaping the loud music as more teens began to herd inside.

The wind began to pick up enough to the point our hair began to sway back and forth.

"Kaito, can I ask you a question?" I softly pipped up, not breaking my gaze from the setting sun.

"Go for it." He briefly responded.

"What if nothing happens after doing all of this? Like nothing changes?" I questioned.

He remained silent for a moment before giving a small sigh. "... Things may not progress, but one would have to constantly have it in their mind that if they're going strive for something, their actions gets them a hella lot farther than the previous day. Even if things stay like this in our country, the main thing that'll matter near the end of the day is assuring the ones who are lost in silence. That someone out there is willing to lend a voice for them. To be heard. Understood. Felt. And hopefully that voice can lead individuals into giving compassion." He explained as he turned his gaze towards the sun set. "I want to let people like us know that it's okay to be afraid, but that there's others just like them who fears the same way. But eventually they'll have to take a stand. ... There are voices. There really are, but it's really about having a voice that'll talk, cry, and shout to gain something beneficial. Your voice is practically your fists that you're left to fight with."

Kaito...

"Someone's tone of voice can be as loud as a lions, but their words can be as soft as a sheep's. People often forget that words are stronger than tone. I'd rather hear you whisper that you love me, rather than me hearing you shout that you like me. ... Get it, chubs?" He snickered near the end.

"Don't call me chubs. I'm just thick here and there, but subside from that, I understand. ... Freak."

"Freak in the sheets, dammit." With that, he quickly slapped his hand onto my butt and groped it for a good two seconds, chuckling to himself. I gave a small gasp and smacked his hand away. "And you have chubby thighs and an outstanding ass that so happens to be tight to the cock-" I then bumped my hip against him once more.

"Hush. Is there ever a time where you don't think about that type of stuff?" I eyed the bluenette.

"It's quite hard when I'm in the presence of a cutie that happens to be mine. But after we fucked, I think about you every second I get. I just go, Damn, I wonder if he jerks off to me during his breaks? Maybe I should text him to send me a couple of naughty pics. I hope he's safe. I hope no one is staring at him, or even worse, flirting. I'm ready to kick some ass if they are. He better be thinking of me. Nah, I know he his. Like I literally think those things all the time."

I-I knew he thought about me, but I didn't know it was that extreme. "F-Freak. ...A-And you can ask... for pics." I quickly avoided my gaze from him and nervously stared towards my shoes.

"Hm, okay." He simply responded. "You're lucky I'm not able to feel you up, otherwise I'd be molesting the fuck out of you in my old room. And by "molest", I meant me touching you wherever you me to. So don't ever think I got a case of Ike Turner love syndrome"

"Ike Turner? Who's that?" I tried my best to pronounce the English name. He only shook his head and smirked at me.

"Don't worry about that person. Let's just say he's a bad person who died, but he was married to a well-known singer in America. They make a lot of funny quotes about him. Like check this one out; Magic Mike? Nah, I'm magic Ike. Make me mad and I'll make your teeth disappear." The bluenette had suddenly begun to laugh, making me laugh a little as well.

"He sounds horrible, but the quote is funny" I tried my best to stop laughing, but it was hard knowing how Kaito kept going.

Man, I have a lot of things to learn from him. I think I'm more anxious to see how we're going to take action towards the activist stuff. Even so, I know he still has my back. All I can really question is; how about we target the youth crowd as well?