A/N:I wrote this chapter fast, so if it's not as good as my others that's why.
Generations:
Chapter Seventeen:
"…." Tatsuha glared at the cell-phone he held in his hand; 'Did he just hang up on…no, I heard someone talking to him before, I…' "Damn it."
"Tatsuha-san?" Tohma gazed at him questioningly.
"I think that Aizawa-prick made him hang up on me…." The black-haired man glowered, took a deep breath and re-dialed the number. "…." This time he got no answer on the other end. "Damn it!"
"Ta…."
"Where does Sakuma-san live, Seguchi?"
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Pacing through his room anxiously, Shinichi ran his fingers through his blond hair—he wanted to go with Kessuke to the hospital, but he wasn't allowed; and he didn't want to bug Toya until he was sure Uncle Tohma had left—he didn't want to get in the way of their quality time together. Thus, he paced through his room endlessly, waiting for something to change.
"Maybe I should call dad or papa—it'd be better they hear from me what happened than to learn it through Uncle Tohma or Uncle Tats."
He took out his cell-phone and dialed in the number, only two rings passed before he got an answer.
"Shini? Is everything all right?" His papa's voice broke through before he had a chance to say hello.
"Someone sounds eager. Wasn't talking to me the other day enough?"
"That's not it—though of course it wasn't enough, you're my son." His papa paused and breathed. "No, it's just that Seguchi-san rushed out of N-G so fast today—Bad Luck was supposed to have a meeting with him this afternoon, but he took off so fast without even informing us it was canceled."
"I…oh…that…it was an emergency…I don't think it's my place to say anything though….."
"What? You know why Seguchi-san rushed out? Hey, do you mean he rushed to the school? Did something happen there? Are you all right?" His papa barely breathed as he spoke, and Shinichi heard the increasing worry in his voice. "Is that why you're calling? Shinichi?"
"Yes…well, I'm okay…something happened to Toya, but I don't think I should say. You'll need to ask Seguchi-san, but I don't think you should."
"Ah, c'mon, tell me, Shini…." Suddenly his papa's voice broke off and his dad's voice replaced it.
"Shinichi. You're okay, right?"
"Yes, dad."
"I know what happened to Toya, Tohma called me on his way to the school—I never heard him more upset." Pause. "I'm glad you didn't get hurt too, if whoever did that to Toya hurt you I wouldn't stop until I beat them half to death, and even then I wouldn't stop."
"…um…I…."
"…The person who hurt Toya didn't hurt you, did he?" His dad questioned after hearing his hesitation. "Shinichi…."
"No, they didn't…I didn't get hurt at all, but that's only because uncle Tats…."
"Tatsuha? Tatsuha is at your school?"
"Yeah, he was visiting or something—he was the one who saved Kessuke and I after Kessuke went to confront the pricks who did that to Toya."
"Kessuke? That singer's kid?" Pause. "Hey, did you say 'pricks'? You mean there was more than one who…?"
Shinichi sighed and sat down on the bed, "Yes, there were."
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Around Fifteen minutes later:
Lying in bed on his stomach, head in his pillow and his brown hair in disarray, Ryuuichi listened tentatively to the footsteps walking toward him—not moving until he felt a hand touch his back. He winced from the touch, biting his bottom lip as the rough fingers rubbed his skin—skin lacerated with angry-red welts.
"Hurts still? Now you'll think twice about disobeying me." Taki's pressed down harder with his fingers to get the point across. "When I tell you to do something, do it."
Ryuuichi grumbled into his pillow, shifting his gaze so he saw the younger man out of the corner of his eye. He flinched when he saw the man's expression harden.
"What did you say? I didn't catch what you said—you know better than to mumble." Taki growled, squeezing the singer's shoulder. "I said…."
"Fuck you." Ryuu blurted his cobalt eyes gleaming before fear pulsed through him and he returned to his childish self.
Roughly Taki grabbed him by the hair, pulling him up so that Ryuu's back bended, sending more pain pulsing from his welts. Knowing better than to resist, Ryuu pulled at the chains shackling his arms to the bed that until then had been covered by the pillow and kept his whimpers to himself.
"Don't you dare disrespect me again, Ryuu-chan. In case you've forgotten I know what school Seguchi sent your son to, you don't. I can get to Kessuke anytime I want, and do whatever I wish—"
Ryuu's eyes widened. "Don't hurt Kessuke, please. Ta-chi, please."
"Then do what I tell you to do, and keep your mouth shut about this. Weren't you an actor in America a few years back? Surely it won't be too hard to act like everything's fine. You've been doing a good job so far, keep it up and Kessuke will be safe." Taki released his hold on the singer, and then nuzzled his neck.
"Ta-chi…." Ryuu stared into his pillow, trying hard not to think of the pain, though he couldn't stop the tears from coming into his eyes—tears not from his physical pain. 'Kessuke…as long as Kessuke's safe….'
A/N: End Chapter, please review. I'm probably making more people hate Taki now—I'm making Taki into such a bad guy in this story. Though who do you think is more evil right now—Taki or Koichi?
While I wrote this chapter I got this very powerful urge to kill Taki—I'm making him do all this stuff in the story and I want to kill him for it.