Dangerous Love

Day Twenty-Five: Game

When the group was finally back in the bay, they all filed off the boat.

They walked off the large dock and noticed that there was a limo waiting on the street for them. Kasamatsu arched his eyebrow once he was done messing around with the new clothes he put on and looked at Aomine, who was smirking. "Was this your doing?" He asked the tanned man.

"Yup," Aomine replied. "That bastard actually listened to me."

Before Kasamatsu could ask Aomine what he meant by that, a shorter man got out of the limo. He had short red hair and mismatching red and gold eyes. He wore an unreadable expression on his face however the moment he looked at Kasamatsu's rugged-looking family, his expression softened. "Hello," He greeted the group.

"Hi!" Yuuta smiled up at the stranger. "I'm Yuuta!"

"Yuuta..." Kasamatsu sighed, shaking his head as his little brother's antics. The storm-cloud blue eyed child craned his neck to look up to Kasamatsu, giving his oldest brother a toothy grin. Yuuta grabbed Kasamatsu's hand, holding it tight. It made the teenager feel better.

The stranger only smiled down at Yuuta, crouching down to his level. "I'm Akashi Seijuurou." He introduced himself.

Kasamatsu's eyes widened. He glanced at Aomine but the man gave him a small shrug. Kasamatsu squeezed Yuuta's hand, finding that he did not want his brother to get to close to the guy who Aomine called his 'handler'. Yuuta only gave Akashi a wave, grin still on his face.

Akashi stood up and his red and golden irises landed on Kasamatsu. "So this is the infamous kid that Aomine wanted to protect so bad, even going as far as defying me..." The red head gave Kasamatsu a smile – although it seemed forced and appeared as if it were hiding an underlying message. Akashi took a step towards the teenager, studying the young man.

"Oi," Aomine walked up, eyes glaring down at Akashi.

Akashi smiled and turned away, walking back to the limo. "Everyone get in. My driver will escort us to your new house." The red head announced, holding the door open.

"New house?" Aiko questioned as she gently rocked Naoki in her arms. The baby was dozing off, having been through too much excitement that day. "What happened to our old one?"

"Aside from being ransacked and half-destroyed, it is too unsafe to bring you back there." Akashi explained, motioning for the others to file into the limousine. The heterochromatic eyed man looked back to Aiko, offering her a reassuring smile. "But don't worry, I already had my men go in a salvage anything they could. Your valuables are waiting at your new house."

"Thanks, Akashi." Aomine said gruffly.

The man's handler smirked. "It's no problem, Daiki."

xXx

After nearly half an hour of driving, they finally pulled up to a curb. Kasamatsu peered out the window and his eyes widened. A large gate opened and the limousine turned into the large driveway. They pulled up to the large, double-doors which sat at the top of a wide, white staircase. 'New house?' Kasamatsu thought, frowning. 'This place is more like a mansion.'

Yuuta stared in awe as he clambered out of the limo. "Whoa! Mommy, look!"

"I know," Aiko laughed, unsure of this whole ordeal. "It's beautiful." She smiled.

"It's not necessary." Kazuki said defiantly. Kasamatsu rolled his eyes and lightly hit Kazuki over the head. "Hmph." The fourteen year old huffed, arms crossed over his chest.

Once everyone was inside, Aiko and the kids were shown their new rooms. Kasamatsu's room had boxes of things that had been in his old room. He assumed that Kazuki, Yuuta, and his mother's rooms were the same. While Kasamatsu was glad to have his own space, he found that he was going to miss having to share a room with Kazuki. This place was certainly an upgrade from their last house.

The young man took in his new, spacious room. He looked at his bed which was bigger than his last one. The spread was black which blues, which Kasamatsu was sure they took from the color scheme of his old bedroom. He rolled his eyes.

Kasamatsu left his room and walked across to where Kazuki's room was. He glared at the door when he already noticed a sign which the younger teen had tacked down. It was written with messy scribbles, saying 'Do not enter!'. Kasamatsu sighed and booted the door open. "Kazu, you know how mom feels about locked doors."

"Whatever..." Kazuki mumbled. The younger teen was sitting on his bed, his back facing Kasamatsu. He sniffled and rubbed at his nose, staring at the wall. Kasamatsu frowned.

"What's wrong?" He asked. After a second, Kasamatsu cringed because he knew what was wrong. What happened on that island was something that Kazuki could never forget. Watching a man get beat unconscious and tortured, his mother and younger brothers being threatened, then having to face death itself... Kasamatsu sighed. He sat down next to Kazuki. "I'm sorry." He whispered.

"Don't be..." The metallic blue eyed brother muttered. "This wasn't your fault, it was dad's... And now we don't even know where he is."

Kasamatsu bit his lip, suddenly remembering what he needed to tell his mother. "Kazu... I-... I need to tell you and the others something."

"I mean, he probably ran away or something." Kazuki scoffed, shaking his head. "Our old man was dumb."

Kasamatsu glared at his brother. "Don't say that!" He snapped, making Kazuki flinch.

Instantly, Kasamatsu calmed down. "Sorry." He said, wrapping his arm around his little brother's shoulders. "It's just-... As much as dad acted like a... like an idiot, he was still our dad and he was the best." The noirette smiled, patting Kazuki's head.

"Come on, lets go see how mom is doing."

The two brothers headed to their parents room which was located at the end of the hallway. It was the biggest room, already decorated with the things they owned previously. Kasamatsu knocked on the door and he heard a soft 'come in'. The oldest son opened the door and they stepped inside.

Kasamatsu noticed that Naoki was asleep in the crib in the corner, tucked in soft blankets to keep him warm. He smiled at the baby before looking to his mother who was holding one of their old photo albums in her hands. It made his heart squeeze painfully and what he needed to tell her made his chest hurt even more so.

Yuuta was sitting on a rug on the floor, playing with a board game he had found in his room. He looked up, excited to see his two older brothers. "Yuki-nii, Kazu-nii, do you want to play this game with me?" He asked, springing up to his feet.

Kazuki ruffled Yuuta's fluffy black hair. "Later, squirt." He told the four year old. "Yukio has some important he needs to tell us."

'Thanks for putting me on the spot, Kazu... Although this is really important and no matter how painful it'll be, if I procrastinate it'll only hurt more in the end.' Kasamatsu took a deep breath, calming himself. Their mother, Aiko, turned to to face him.

Her tired, cobalt-blue colored eyes rested on her oldest son. She gave him a curious smile, as if telling him to proceed with whatever he needed to tell them. Kasamatsu chewed on the inside of his lip, wishing he did not have to break the terrible news to her. To his brothers.

"Yukio, sit down." Aiko chided, patting the bed next to her. She put the photo album down on the night stand and faced him properly. "What is it?"

"Mom, it's... It's about dad." A crease formed on his mother's brow as she became worried. Kasamatsu looked away from her searching eyes, staring at a wrinkle on his pants. "Mom... Dad is gone. He's dead."

"Oh..." Aiko said softly. She lowered his gaze, staring at her own lap. Tears welled up in her eyes and her lips quivered as her emotions got the best of her. "D- Do you know how? Or..."

Kasamatsu shook his head. "No, but... I'm sure he died protecting us to the very end." The teenager pulled his mother close, hugging her. Kazuki remained silent, staring at the wall while Yuuta got up and dove on Aiko's lap. Kasamatsu pet Yuuta's head, wanting to comfort his little brother. "I'm sorry, Yuu." He whispered.

"I knew it..." Kazuki eventually whispered, his blank stare now a glare. "When you snapped at me about dad, I-... I just knew. But I didn't want to think it was true." The wild haired teen shook his head.

Kazuki turned his eyes to Kasamatsu, staring deep into them. He cracked a smile, albeit pained. "At least our old man went down while fighting. Right? Protecting what he loved?"

"Yeah." Kasamatsu nodded.

My poor, broken heart... TuT

On another note, I hate Akashi and his rich boy attitude. lol jk. Kinda. Maybe I just love to hate him :P

~WinterAssassin~