Generations:
Summary of chapter: Introduction of Seguchi's son in this chapter, and some scenes showing Kessuke's and Toya's character. Next chapter to be more about Kessuke.
Warnings: Cursing, hateful language.
A/N: Don't mind some of the spelling since misspelled words in the dialogue are purposely included to give a touch of realism and character.
Chapter two: Toya Seguchi: Bonds of a Viper
Pale blue eyes glared as the transfer student left the music room and walked pass him down the hall, narrowing when the dark-haired teen gave no notice that he saw the other.
Blue eyes trailed after the nonconforming teen as he sauntered through the doors that led to the restroom, irises gleaming with ideas and hate.
Grinning, the pale eyed teen motioned into the classroom to his friends, the bangs of his brown hair falling into his eyes.
When his friends met him at the door he motioned their attention down the hall.
"The new kid just went into the bathroom." He snickered, paused then stepped toward the restroom door. "Let's go make sure he's not doin anythin against the rules in there.
A murmur of assent and they were off, five all together to confront one.
In the restroom:
Kessuke stared into the mirror after splashing his face with warm water and pulling the sleeve of his shirt down, running his hand on the cloth of his bag by the sink. His vibrant blue eyes shined irritably when the restroom door opened.
"Great, when I want to be alone, everyone decides to hound me." He mumbled, taking a quick look at his arm sleeve before taking something black and putting it in his pocket. Then he glanced again in the mirror—that's when he realized five people had entered the room and were all staring at him.
Narrowing his eyes, he turned around to face the group, taken by surprised when the nearest one tackled him before he completely turned around. Two of the group grabbed his arms, one his neck, and one stood guard by the door. The last one, with brown hair and pale blue eyes, stood in front of him, sneering into his face.
Then the sneering boy spit into his face, walking so closely to him, arrogance abounding in every step.
"Oh look, the fag was easier to catch then I thought. Isn't there any fight in you, puppy? Or do you love being the submissive bitch?"
Kessuke remained silent, eyes and expression cold as he watched the brunette carefully—everything indicated him to be the ringleader, and that's who he focused on.
"Answer me, bitch." The brunette kicked the captive teen, smirking when a gleam of anger rose to the newbie's eyes.
A few silent moments passed, when one of the teens holding his arm adjusted his grip, diverting Kessuke's attention to him, a sharp 'ah' escaping his lips at the movement.
"Pay attention to me, fag." The brunette grabbed his chin, pressing down vehemently with his fingers, nails digging into the pale skin. "Listen well, cocksucker, we don't like your kind in our school, got that? If we had our way, you'll never have gotten in—stay fuckin clear of us, 'cuz if you make any move on us we'll make you wish you were sent to prison instead."
With that the brunette motioned for the others to let Kessuke go, pushing the newbie to the floor as the others spit at him before heading to the door.
"Toya, are you coming with us?" One of them asked when the brunette didn't follow.
"No, I need to use the toilet, see ya later." Toya waited for the last to leave before turning back to Kessuke who stood holding his left arm with his right, cradling it like it hurt.
Smirking, Toya stepped toward the teen, grabbing him with sudden sureness, his eyes gleaming as he felt the teen struggle slightly.
"An improvement, but you're still a submissive bitch." Toya spat, grinding his teeth when Kessuke tried to push him away. That's when Toya pulled black-haired teen's arm behind his back, squeezing tightly and securely. "What? Ya tryin to escape, you little fag? You'll ruin your reputation if you leave without at least givin me a hand-job." Toya pressed close against the teen, a glint of excitement in his pale blue eyes. "C'mon I want to feel your mouth…ah!"
Lightning quick, Kessuke pushed and flipped their positions with a sudden fortitude that surprised his assailant. Now he was the one holding Toya's arm against his back, pushing him against the mirror. On his face was a contorted look of rage, a bottled up sadism in his eyes. Before Toya had the chance to struggle, Kessuke whipped out a switchblade and pressed the cold, sharp metal against the brunette's neck.
"If anyone's giving a blow job, it will be you to me, understand? I don't take shit from bigots like you—and I don't give out sex like the dirty sluts you fuck. And who you calling a fag? You're the one who wants his cock sucked by another guy—don't go putting your homo-hate tags on me. Got that?" Kessuke dug his nails into Toya's arm, pressing harder with the knife. "I said, 'dyou got that?'"
A faint 'yes' was heard from a now shaking Toya, the cool blade of the knife at his neck scaring him to submission.
"Let go, please."
Kessuke seemed ready to do just the opposite when he sighed and released Toya—still holding the switchblade in a threatening position. That's when he noticed the smell and looked down at Toya's pants.
"You pissed yourself."
Toya only grew red, shaking, tears threatening to fall though he held back, his eyes narrowing as Kessuke closed and put the knife in his pocket.
What had gone wrong? He had the boy in a secure hold, had been sure he'd been too weak to resist, but Kessuke had still reversed the situation. Instead of Kessuke begging him for mercy, Toya had been the one to plead.
"You…you're not allowed to bring weapons to school." Toya felt his confidence grow as he devised a quick plan to get the transfer in trouble.
"Your point being? The don't kick students out here. It's against their policy."
"If you deliberately hurt another with a weapon, they will."
"No, you'd be sent to jail, but will be freely welcomed back once you get out. True, it'd probably be years later, but they'll let you in. I read the handbook you know."
"You're a jackass, motherfucker. Don't think you know how this school runs just cuz ya read the manual—newbie, you think you're so hot but…."
"No. You're the one who thinks I'm hot. That's why you attacked me, 'cuz I pose a threat to you. But, besides being able to cut you to ribbons, that's all in your head—I don't care about your popularity or whatever. Leave me alone, I'll leave you alone—and I won't steal any of your groupies." Here he stopped, before giving an exasperated look to Toya. "I have a pair of pants you can borrow if you don't have one yourself. Just change before the smell becomes a permanent fixture."
Toya gaped at the boy, and chewed on his lip in thought.
"I…you…I threatened you, and you still will help me?" Toya felt his face redden deeper. "Why don't you kick me to the hall so everyone will see and laugh…."
"Like I said, leave me alone, I'll leave you alone—I don't look for trouble, and I don't use embarrassment as a weapon." He went to his bag and picked out a pair of uniform brown pants, and handed them to Toya. "But you won't get another warning from me—mess with me again and you will get cut. And if you mess with me 'bout sexual stuff again, there'll be one more member for the eunuch society."
Toya blanched hearing that sentence, quickly taking the proffered pair of pants and heading for the nearest stall. In it, he locked the door, still holding back his tears until he heard Kessuke leave the room—then he let it all out.
A/N: end chapter, looks like Toya has some serious issues, and why does Kessuke carry a knife around? Care to make a guess anyone? What do you think he was doing before Toya and company interrupted him? Take a guess.
I hope I didn't offend anyone with all that hate-talk—Toya has some issues and a vicious tongue. But the last part of the chapter shows he's weaker than he tries to appear with his hateful words. I'm trying to incorporate realism into this fic, which is easier since the characters' personalities are my full creation—it's hard to make things real when you use strictly canon characters.