Important AN: A reviewer pointed out that there should be a trigger warning in this chapter since there is a lead up to child molestation. I want to give my own author note as well. I updated a fic that I believe was popular yesterday and it got 50 hits, yay but it also didn't get a single review. When things happen like this, (I know that I shouldn't) I feel a bit disrespected as a writer. So, because of this, I'm only going to be updating this fic until I get my feelings on the review situation resolved. I'll be writing but not updating because, hell, nobody really cares enough to leave a review. I've also had fics with over 100 views and no review so I need to figure out how I feel on this.

AN: I feel that this chapter doesn't have as much greatness as I hoped but I still enjoy it. I hope you'll like the ending, I had planned to actually expand this scene but for some reason didn't. meh :/

Chapter Seven - Found

What was it now? Christmas Eve? Was that how long he had been here?

Kuon had managed to go unnoticed through Southern California. He had had to make sure to take out enough money in cash and use it very sparingly and keep it very securely. If he made any purchases on a card or had to use his proper name he would get tracked. He needed to make sure to make it unnoticed and then he could figure out how to start a new life for himself without any other people getting involved.

He was glad that he was in San Diego because at least there was water and there was the beach. He always felt better around animals. He would go to the zoo the next day to cheer himself up, but as for tonight he needed to find a place that was sheltered and warm. He needed to find some better security then the box he had slept in the night before.

He knew survival skills. He should be using them. He knew how to camp and take care of himself and live independently.

Kuon looked around and sighed as he was drawn over to a bridge near the boardwalk.

As long as nobody disturbed him it was fine. He could put up with the drug use, he knew enough celebrities who had worked with his parents who had done it. His parents, at least as far as he knew, weren't involved in things like that but they were still people and it might be nice to have someone around on Christmas Eve. He looked down as he thought about Kyoko. Would she be having a nice birthday? He hoped he hadn't spoiled it for her.

As he came over to the bridge, he managed to strategically position himself so he was away from everyone else but that he would be able to keep an eye on them. As he felt his eyes close, Kuon felt a guy who smelled worse than death grab his shoulders.

"You're my Christmas present aren't you?" the man said and Kuon attempted to get away from him. He wasn't strong enough just by wriggling and this scared him.

"Get the hell off of me!" Kuon yelled as he tried to kick the man, he even bit at his hand but there was nothing. He felt the man pin him down and hold his arms behind his back as he ripped his shirt. What on earth was he thinking? He was an eleven-year-old kid, he shouldn't be here.

He felt the man reach into his pants and even though his eyes were open he felt himself caught in a trance.

…..

…..

Kyoko sat alone in her bedroom back at the Takarada residence. She should never have gone to see him because if she hadn't then maybe he would still have his dark and depressing world but he would be with his parents. Maybe his parents wouldn't know what was going on but they would still have him. She had heard from her father that they wanted to find Kuon but they hadn't yet. That meant that he had been by himself for too long. If she had known he was this good at running away, she would have attempted harder to stop him.

She went over to the bed. She knew that her dad had organized a birthday party for her which was joint with the holidays, but she didn't care. The person she would most want to be there wasn't there. He hadn't been found. Kyoko wrapped her arms around herself and attempted not to cry but failed at the task.

Hearing a knock on the door, she lifted her head and saw her father walk in.

"Kyoko, would you like to talk?" he asked her wearing a formal tuxedo and top hat. "I'm sorry that Kuon hasn't been found but I have men searching for him all over California as well as Nevada, Arizona, and Oregon as well."

Kyoko shook her head. She held to a doll of Aurora that she had been given. "If I hadn't have come then he wouldn't be out there alone," she whispered. "I didn't mean to make things worse for him," she said sadly. "Kuon is important to me. He's always going to be important to me but what if…what if he gets hurt?" she asked and Lory hummed.

"I hope he doesn't, but if he does then I hope the authorities can contact his father," Lory said as he sat on the bed and picked Kyoko up, setting her on his lap and wrapping his arms around her. "Kuu and Julie are loving parents. They might not be able to see the whole situation, but there is nobody who can stop them from looking for Kuon. He'll be okay. Let's hope together, okay?"

"Okay" Kyoko nodded as she snuggled into his chest.

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Kuon knew how to make himself numb, he knew how to forget about what was happening in the world around him. He closed his eyes and steadied his breaths. At least it was nearly over. He felt a hand on his body and tried harder to create a disconnect before he felt the man get pushed off of him.

"You're dead," a familiar voice said which seemed to be calling Kuon back to reality. "Don't you dare think that you have any future left!" Kuon looked up and saw the flash of blood. He saw a tall man beating the living daylights out of the man who had tried to take advantage of him. He could hear the sound of someone getting dangerously beaten up and he heard the cough of blood. He looked back and saw his father there. His eyes widened.

"D-Dad?" he asked as he looked up terrified.

He heard the homeless man collapse and he saw his dad still wanting to - Kuon stood up before going over to stand in between his father and the unconscious man. He looked up nervously before feeling his dad kick him and he fell. He felt the pain in his back again as Kuu realized who he had just hurt.

"K-Kuon?" he asked before running over to his little boy whilst also grabbing his bag so nobody else swiped it. He didn't know what was in it but he wasn't going to let his son lose anything else. "Kuon," he said as he saw the little boy push himself up and look at him.

"I…I'm so sorry, d-dad" he whispered and Kuu froze again seeing how scared he was.

As his father reached out to him, Kuon could feel blood running down the side of his face. He found the world around him getting blurry and took a few steps back as if about to bolt. Kuu looked at him and without a second thought, grabbed him and threw him over his shoulder in a fireman's lift. He glared at the rest of the people who were staring at him. So what if his career was ending, his son was nearly attacked after leaving due to depression. He was just glad that he was in time.

"Let's get you to the hospital," Kuu said as he looked at the sky above them and saw all the stars gazing down on them. He had never felt so small and alone before. He was a tall and powerful man and yet he had had to go through with the realization of his worst fear, the loss of his son. As he came to the hospital, he looked down.

Kuon had been to the hospitals too many times in his life. He had had to endure too much pain and maybe it was him. Maybe if somebody else was Kuon's father then he wouldn't feel this painful neglect. Everything in Kuu's world had been shaken to the bare bones and they couldn't do anything about it. Maybe he should give up acting for a while, go somewhere where Kuon had a chance to thrive. Would a boarding school work?

Kuu looked down and then picked up his pace as he realized that Kuon had gone unconscious.

Maybe he should have had Kuon adopted when he was a baby. Despite how much he adored his son, he wasn't good for him and he had led him down this dangerous path. He had made his son feel unloved and unwelcome and he had had him talk about being shameful to their family. Kuon was never a disgrace to them.

Kuu approached the front desk and looked at the man. "My son, can you please look at him?" he begged as if he was a lost and lonely puppy, "please. He was just attacked and he ran away from home and he's been out on the streets for days…can you please just look at him?" Kuu begged and the receptionist nodded.

Soon Kuon was in a room with a doctor and Kuu had his head in his hands. He had to call Julie and tell her, she wouldn't forgive him if he didn't, but then he had to make some choices. He looked up and remembered something that Lory had told him a while ago,

Now that you're having a child, do you really think that you know about life?

I think that I've got a good grasp on it. I've been able to take a lot of what I've learned in life and channel it towards my acting career. I think that Julie and I will be great parents.

So, what would you do if you ever had to choose between your career as an actor and your love of creating roles to perform and your child. What if the only way you could help your child was to give up acting?

That's a very complicated question but there's no answer to it because it will never happen.

Kuu looked ahead of him as the doctor looked over Kuon. Words couldn't describe how much he loved being on the stage and performing different scenes. He couldn't describe the excitement he had when reading over a script, but that wasn't the most important part of his life. He could lose the ability to see and to speak and he would still be able to live a life happily with Julie and Kuon, but there was nothing that would compare to the loss of his son. He felt the world push him down and shook before nodding.

If he had to give up acting for his son to continue to live then that's what he would have to do. He wished there was another way but he couldn't lose his kid. He picked up his phone and called Julie's number. What would have happened if he hadn't been there to protect Kuon? What would have happened if they had never found him.

"Julie," Kuu said in a haunted voice as he sat and stared at the world around him with a blank expression. "I found him."

"Really?" Julie asked as she fell into happy sobs, "Is he – Is he alright? Where are you two?" she said quickly and Kuu looked at the ground.

"We're in the San Diego hospital," he told her, "Julie, we need to talk. I don't think that I'm going to be acting for at least a few months."

"Kuu?" Julie asked and Kuu looked down.

"How do you feel about going back to Japan?" he asked her, "I think that….I think that's a more supportive environment for Kuon to be right now," he whispered and Julie spoke calmly.

"I'll do whatever is best for Kuon," she told him and Kuu nodded.

He just hoped that this was the right decision.

End of Chapter Seven

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