A/N: Okay, I think the site has some sort of problem with emailing the review alerts because I haven't received any for the past two days, and my email is working fine. I even went as far as making a new email and new user on the site to test it, and I haven't received a confirmation email from the site for that user. The last time I received the email within seconds.
Has anyone else had a problem with this too lately? Another problem I've been having is my stats say I have 29 reviews to Generations, but when I go to the hits and add up the reviews for each chapter I come up with 27 only—it'd be funny if I wasn't already annoyed by not receiving the alerts for the reviews—I haven't received the carbon copy alerts either…and I didn't disable anything on my account.
Oh well, Sorry but I just had to vent. On with the story:
Generations:
Chapter Eleven:
"Toya! Toya! What happened?" Shinichi felt his voice tremble as he looked into his cousin's bruised face, his stomach wrenching at the terrified look in the brunette's eyes. His trembling hands gentle held onto the teen as he tried to figure out the extent of Toya's injuries—but the moment his fingers touched the brunette, the teen cringed away. "Toya?"
During this, Kessuke stared face rigid as his eyes took in the ravaged appearance of the teen, his attention riveted to certain stains on the teen's skin and clothes. His cobalt eyes gleamed with icy-fire, his hands clenched into fists, then flexed back out—his thoughts exploding in his head though he remained silent.
'Those stains…someone raped him. Some son of a bitch….'
"Kessuke." The sound of his name broke him away from his thoughts. "Kess, could you go get the nurse?"
Kessuke looked into those worried hazel eyes and nodded, turning toward the door.
"Stop!" Toya spoke at last, lifting his head to see clearer, his eyes flitting from Shinichi to Kessuke, then back to Shinichi. "You can't tell anyone."
"Toya, we have to…you…whoever did this to you has got to pay."
"Shinichi's right, Toya. You need to report this—a beating is one thing, but this wasn't just a beating." Kessuke stepped up and knelt in front of the brunette whose attention was now riveted to the cobalt eyed teen.
Shinichi back and forth between the two, his eyes widening as he took in the meaning of Kessuke's words.
"You…you don't mean…Toya…you were…." He cursed when his cousin shuddered and whispered the words 'raped, yes,' the brunette's pale eyes filling with tears. "Goddamn…Toya, we're calling you dad now. Whoever did this to you is not getting away with it."
"I already tried calling my dad—" Toya held back his tears and stared into Shinichi's widening eyes. "After they were done, the first thing I did was tried to call him—but he didn't even answer. He's too busy with work." Some of the held back tears slipped from his eyes. "He didn't even answer." Toya repeated, a sob of anguish escaping his throat.
"Toya," Shinichi held his cousin close to him, letting the brunette cry into his chest. "It's…." 'It's what? Oh, god what am I supposed to do? What should I say? God!' Anxiously the blond turned to Kessuke to help him, surprised when the black-haired teen took out his cell phone and dialed a number. "Kess…?"
The black-haired teen motioned for him to stay silent, moving away from them as he focused his attention on the call. Only a few seconds passed before he got an answer.
"Kessuke? Is everything okay? Are…."
"You prick, you'll answer when I call but not when your own son does!" Kessuke growled, his voice rising with each word.
"I'm in the middle of a meeting, I can't…."
"FUCK THE MEETING! You'll take a break from a meeting for me, but not Toya! You son of a bitch, has it ever occurred to you to look after your own family first!" Kessuke nearly screamed into the phone, oblivious to everything around him. "And you want to adopt me, when you can't even care for your own son properly? Goddamn it!"
"Kessuke, now's not the time to vent…." Tohma replied, becoming a tad annoyed, but remaining patient. "Toya's not your busi…."
"Toya was raped you bastard!" Kessuke seethed.
"What?" Tohma's voice lost all emotion except shock and an undercurrent of anger. "What?"
"He was raped, he tried calling you afterwards, but you didn't answer. Whoever did it, beat him up pretty badly too." Kessuke cooled down from his outrage, now concerned only about helping Toya instead of scolding the brunette's father.
"Where's Toya? Is he with you? Did you get him to the nurse's?" Tohma asked, for once not hiding his emotions, his worry slipping out through his words and tone.
"We're both in Shinichi's room—I just found out a minute before I called."
"I want to talk to him. Give him the phone."
Hearing this last sentence, Kessuke walked over to where Shinichi was still holding Toya, and handed the phone to the brunette, who took the phone with a trembling hand.
"Dad?" Toya whispered into the contraption, his cheeks wet from crying.
"Toya, are you all right?" Hearing his father's worry, a sob escaped Toya's throat, startling the N-G President. "Toya? It'll be fine, I'll be there soon." Tohma fell silent when he heard Toya whisper 'so you do care?' after another sob. "Of course I care. You're my son, Toya why would…?"
"You didn't answer when I called, I thought you didn't….I needed…but you didn't answer…not even to tell me you were in a meeting. I…."
"God, I'm sorry, if I had any idea what…happened…I would've answered. I'm sorry, I should've answered, Toya…."
Hearing the genuine worry and pain in his father's voice was enough to calm Toya down, a few silent tears still fell down his cheeks but that was all.
"Thank you, dad," Pause, "Love you."
"I love you, too son. I'll be there soon."
With that the call ended, with Toya calm enough to leave Shinichi's embrace, and hand the phone back to Kessuke.
"What did he…?" Shinichi began, chewing on his lip.
"He's coming here."
"Good, he can make sure those who did this to you pay, I bet he'll use any means necessary to make the person pay."
"Persons, there were four."
"Four? Holy shit! Four guys…Toya, do you know who any of them were?"
"Only one by name—Koichi."
"Koichi? You mean Koichi Sakano?" Shinichi gaped at the brunette who nodded, "The son of the guy who worships your father?"
"Yes."
"Holy shit."
"Hey, what number is his room?" Kessuke, who'd remained silent after the phone call, asked.
"465." Toya replied, not really paying attention to the teen, his thoughts wandering back to the photos Koichi had threatened him with. "SHIT! I forgot about the pictures!"
"Pictures? What pictures?"
"Koichi took, or had someone take, some photos of me last night when I was high and…they were indecent photos…of me with Koichi…."
"What? God! As soon as we get you to the nurse, Kessuke and I will…." Shinichi looked up to where Kessuke had been standing, falling silent when he didn't find the black-haired teen.
"Shini…."
"Did you notice Kessuke leave?"
"No…I gave him the number of Koichi's room and….holy shit! Dyou think he's gone to confront Koichi?"
"Most definitely—I just hope he stood long enough to learn about the pictures so he can demand them back." Shinichi couldn't help but smirk as he imagined Koichi getting beat by the teen—he knew how hard Kessuke's punches were, and he was certain Koichi wouldn't be able to stand them.
"SHIT! This isn't good! Koichi…he has weapons in his room! Shinichi!" Toya broke the blond from his daydreaming. "Kessuke doesn't know about Koichi's weapons! And Koichi always keeps a gun at close hand in his room!"
"Shit!"
A/N: End chapter. Please review.