bright star

It was almost like his freshman year of high school, a month went by so slowly and it only pained him more each day. Sechi and Mono had called war upon him, for taking what they had earned from Toby. The boy was laughing, and playing games imaginary ones if needed, and no amount of rape or abuse could stop that. Yet, Toby was losing the battle. It made him wonder if the smiles were false, the giggles just to make himself feel better.

If Sechi had a job, he didn't have one anymore. The man remained home all hours of the day; working at his computer with the shots he had taken of both Sechi and Toby in sexual most commonly a form of rape moments. Mono brought in a steady income, Toby supposed. He hadn't seen much of the dark haired man, when he did come over; it was to continue there at home work.

Nobody stared up as the door opened, Mono walking in with a bag in his arms. His expression was a smirk as he tossed it upon the counter, causing it to skid across the surface and fall upon the ground before leaving the room to go the bathroom. Toby gasps, he looked at the familiar pink rabbit that fell out, its nose hitting the ground with a soft thunk.

Crawling towards it, Toby brought the stuff animal into his arms, cradling it like a baby. "Kumagorou." He whispered. "Ryuichi," He whined, "They stole this from Sakuma-san, and they're going to kidnap him soon!" He stared at the bathroom door as it opened up, Mono walking out of it and towards the living room, never staring at the 'pet' before taking a seat and turning on the television. Toby stared down at the toy, a faint depression marking his eyes. Toby took it in as he started towards the couch, glaring at Mono.

"What are you looking at?" Mono snapped, glaring at the boy as Toby held tightly onto the pink animal. "Don't worry, the owners not dead." He smiled towards the television screen as a missing person report came on for Toby. It was the pink animal that Toby clutched for dear life that caught his attention again, causing his patience to drop. "Go and put that thing back on the counter." He ordered.

Toby didn't budge as he sat on the heels of his feet, staring at the man with great defiance. The boy grasped hold of Kumagorou and took off down the hall, as fast as his sore legs would move.

Mono did not follow, but his gaze did not leave the boy as the bathroom door slammed shut, the lock latching just in time for Sechi to step on out of the boys' room. A scowl captured his face as he slammed his fist again, muttering, "not again." His eyes never meet the man walking towards him with a screwdriver, planning on removing the door.

"I'm sick of this!" Mono yelled, dragging Toby by his hair, and the boy screamed, yet refused to release the pink bunny from his grasp. As Toby prepared to run , he was grabbed by Sechi, and pinned against the ground to be kicked brutally.

Toby's hands grasped the bunny to his bare chest as a kick was aimed towards his stomach, knocking wind out of him. On instinct, he moved his hand down to protect that region, trying to move away, only to have a boot slam into his ribs. Falling over, Toby's eyes grew wide as he started coughing, wanting to cry by not tears would fall - the beating would only be worse. The child grew red as the boot pressed against his back, applying weight towards it.

"When I give you an order, you'd best do what I say." Mono released his weight, starting out the door, his foot falling upon Toby's ankle and snapped it. A scream, one that was loud enough to shatter anything, broke through the house as Toby started whimper, alligator tears was all he got. He was left in the bedroom, upon the messed up floor that was covered in dried blood and dust, the pink toy under him, apply cold to his burning wounds.

Sechi locked the door, following Mono through the house, yelling at him about profits. He was failing, he knew it - he still was not crying, which meant all the smiles were fake. Failure, that was what he was, a failure.

Toby was left with Mono one day. Toby just wanted to sleep in the back room but Mono had different plans for the defiant teen. Mono did the same thing that Sechi, Except for he wasn't as nice. During the entire rape Toby just kept wonder. Did anyone love him or care for him. And if they did why was he still here. He passed out before any of his own questions could be answered.

Yuki awoke in the middle of the night. He looked over to see Shuichi there sleeping sound. Yuki walked out of his room and down the hall of his new apartment. He had given both boys there own bedrooms and used Toby's as a study. It has a skyline view, and Sora's room was too small to share, and anyway Toby loved Yuki so they had an easy time sharing the room.

Yuki walked in and looked at all the dust that his desk was collecting. He hadn't been in here in so long, he couldn't stand being in there and not see the young boy laying on his bed reading or playing videogames. His stereo playing songs silently.

That was what Yuki was missing. His youngest son. The son he killed the father of. But he loved the child no matter what. Yuki eventually left searching for the lost boy. No one he talked to knew anything about Toby. Yuki ended up giving up out of defeat and left the rest to the police of Japan.

Toby was once again being raped but this time he actually knew what to do that would make both men happy. When Sechi pulled out of him and the light was still on, that meant to give Sechi a blow job. Or when Sechi made him face the wall, he was meant to hold on to the window sill and hold tight because he was going to be raped in his knees. Or when Sechi made him get on all four, that meant they were doing it doggie style. There were all these clues that Toby had picked up on and obeyed. Till one time he got pissed and bite Sechi's member and drew blood.

Toby was slammed against the wall, his back aligned straight, bruising easily as he collapsed against the floor. Mono glared down at him, eyes filled with hatred that scared Toby to the core, near the door. The black haired, aqua eyed, man was not happy to say the least.

Turning around, the man walked into the back room, receiving a questioning glance from Sechi before returning with a set of clothes and tossed them at the boy. "Get dressed." He ordered.

Stepping up, Mono stared intently at the black haired man as Toby started getting dressed. "What the hell are you doing? I put my job on the line to grab him! You can't just get rid of him already, he can be trained!" He snarled, his fist flying in the air in his fury, "It was only a little bite"

"If you can't train them in a month, they are retards - simply get rid of them while you still have time and get a new one." He smirked, sending chills through Toby's body as he pulled the a sweat suite on. Reaching over, Mono grasped his upper arm, and pulled the limping boy and down stairs.

Tilting his head, he stared over the less than standard flooring, the trash that littered the place and the stench of unmistakable blood and garbage. No wonder no one could hear his calls, no one lived with them in the abandoned apartment complex that needed to be torn down. Well, the place wasn't completely abandoned, druggies were on the first floor, and Toby tensed as they stared at him before he was pulled out the door.