A/N: After reading your reviews, I actually rethought my idea for this story—I admit I was going to make it Ryuu who hurt Kessuke, but reading your reviews…I'm considering changing it. (It'll take too much time trying to make something like that realistic….if it was one of the other characters I guess it would be easier, but not with this one….) I still have a few chapters to decide on what to do though, so if you want me to definitely change my mind, convince me in your reviews.
Anyway, on with the fic:
Chapter four: Shinichi: An Angel's Kindness
Combing back his long blond hair, Shinichi stared into the mirror on his bedroom wall, his thoughts constantly wandering to yesterday with Kessuke. He couldn't believe that someone with such a famous father would cut himself. Nor could he believe or forget the bruises he saw marring the teen's skin.
Who could do that to someone? Who could hurt someone that viciously?
And, how could someone not notice?
"Goddamn it. What am I supposed to do? Should I tell one of the teachers? But what if I do and the one doing that to Kessuke finds out. What would happen to him then?"
'I need to tell someone though. I can't stop worrying about him, what if he tries to…what if he cuts too deep and…?'
Eyebrows furrowed in thought, Shinichi picked up the cell-phone on the stand by his bed.
Dialing a number, he sat on his bed, waiting for one of two familiar voices to answer.
"Hello?" The person on the other end answered—obviously he hadn't checked the caller ID to know who had called.
"Papa? It's Shinichi."
"Shini-chan!" His papa's voice changed to hyper automatically, and Shinichi heard him shouting to his dad in the background. "Yuki, our son's called! Don't you want to talk to him? Yuki!"
A few moments of silence.
"Sorry, Shini-chan, Yuki's in one of his moods…."
"That's okay, I rather talk to you anyway. Um…how have things been?"
"The usual, your dad's been in one of his moods for the past week—I think he really misses you, but doesn't know how to show it. I could tell he wanted to call you days ago, after you said you wouldn't call until we came and got you out of that school."
"Sounds like dad."
"…So why are you calling? You usually are as stubborn as Yuki when it comes to changing your mind."
"Well there was a new student added to my class yesterday, and…I thought you'd like to know who it was."
"Really? Who's this interesting person, hm?" His papa's words were innocent enough, but Shinichi caught a tone that asked 'so do you have a crush now?'
"It's not that, I don't have a crush on him, okay? Geez, I just met him."
"Oh really? Then why would it interest me to know of a kid in your school? Hm?"
"Because his name is Kessuke Sakuma."
"Kessuke…Saku— What? You mean Ryuuichi Sakuma's son transferred to your school!"
"Yep."
"Holy--," His papa's voice died down for a second. "It seems your dad finally wants to say hi to you, Shini-chan."
"But…."
Suddenly his dad's voice spoke over the phone.
"Shinichi."
"Hi dad."
"So how have you been?"
"Fine, how'bout you?"
"Same." Pause. "I couldn't help overhearing that Sakuma's son transferred to your school."
"Yes, he's in my class."
"So have you tried to get anything from him, say his father's autograph, or info on what his father's plans on doing next with his career?"
"No…why are you so interested? You don't like the band much so…."
"I'm not. I just know you have nearly the same interest in Sakuma's band as your papa. Plus, it must be something important for you to call home after threatening not to call."
"Well, it is."
"Is it about the transfer student?"
"Yes." Shinichi listened to the silence at the other end, knowing his dad didn't want to talk about Sakuma's son, though he would if it meant getting to talk to Shinichi.
"Do you have a crush on him or something?"
"No! I just met him, for god-sakes." Shinichi gritted his teeth, the thought of what he called about in the first place the only thing that kept him from hanging up. "I'm just concerned about him."
"Concerned? Why?"
Here Shinichi felt his anger vanish, his thoughts focused on how to say what he wanted. How could he tell his dad something so personal about another person? Simple, he had to, he didn't have a choice.
"Shinichi…?"
"He…he…."
"Shini—"
"He cuts himself." Shinichi felt himself shake as he said that, though his voice remained steady—soft but steady.
"What?"
"Kessuke cuts himself. I saw him."
He heard the silence as his dad took in a deep breath—and Shinichi wondered if he'd done the right thing, until he heard his dad respond.
"Shinichi, do you know where he is now?"
"In his room I guess…."
"Go to him and make sure he doesn't hurt himself more, got that? I'm going to see about getting in touch with Tohma."
"Okay. Um, dad?" But his dad had already hung up, leaving Shinichi to wonder at how quick his dad had believed him. It made him wonder if he already knew somehow.
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"YOU DID WHAT?" Kessuke nearly screamed at Shinichi after hearing him tell about the call. "YOU HAD NO RIGHT TO TELL HIM ABOUT MY FUCKIN BUSINESS!"
"I was worried about you Kessuke! You could cut too deep and…."
"I told you it's Sakuma to you, and it's none of your fucking business if I cut too deep or not! If I want to it's my fucking choice, not yours, if I want to kill myself it has nothing to do with you!" Kessuke stormed through his room, knocking down chairs, throwing his books—just aimlessly wrecking the place.
"Kill yourself? You can't mean you actually want to…?"
"What does it fuckin matter to you if I do? You don't know me, you sure as hell don't know what I have to live through, so don't fuckin dare judge me." Here the black-haired teen took out his switchblade, causing the blond to stand quickly reaching to grab the knife.
"Don't! Don't hurt yourself! Please!"
"IT'S NO FUCKIN BUSINESS OF YOURS! You're not my father, you're not anyone important, SO SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Kessuke had the knife at his wrist, his body trembling visibly as he pressed down.
"KESSUKE! NO!" Shinichi grabbed his arm and pulled the knife away, tossing across the room as he held on to a shaking Kessuke. "God, Kessuke…."
"Please…please, why did you have to tell? They'll send back—back home, back to where he can get me." Tears were falling from black-haired teen's eyes, his body shaking so much that Shinichi had to support him to keep him from falling. "I don't want to go back, please!"
"Kessuke, I…."
"Please."
A/N: end of chapter; things are heating up, I wasn't planning on having this chapter end like this—come to think of it, I wasn't planning on anything. Well, I let you guys glimpse Kessuke's softer side, he's the one with the most troubling problems, but he's not the only one of the three with issues—I'll delve more on them later on in the fic.
So far Kessuke's my favorite original character, Toya being my least favorite—that leaves Shinichi in the middle.
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