A/N: After reading your reviews I serious think that not many of you read these notes, at least the ones on top. Or maybe most of you forget what these top notes say by the end of the chapter—I'm assuming this since only two people actually responded to the questions I asked in the previous chapter in the top author note. I guess this means I can write whatever I want up here and don't have to worry about anything.
Oh yeah, Shinycry, you asked about my job, it's going well though it's boring since the person who's supposed to train me is on vacation so I just stand around looking stupid all day—very unproductive and annoying when I could instead be at home writing more fan-fics. (Very tiring too, since I hate standing still—I have to either sit or be walking otherwise my feet end up hurting.)
Generations:
Chapter Twenty:
"Taki." Tohma seethed, trying to ignore the cold touch of the gun against his neck. "I swear you won't get away with hurting Ryuu. I swear I'll kill you."
"Really?" Taki scoffed, "I seem to be the one about to kill you. One squeeze of the trigger and you're dead." He smirked, shifting his eyes to Ryuu who still kneeled on the floor, tears on his face though fearful shock had replaced the sadness.
"Ta-chi…I…."
"You disobeyed me, Ryuu-chan, I told you not to let anyone in when I'm not here."
Ryuu looked frightfully up at Taki, taking in the gun the younger man held against the back of his friend's neck—his heart thumped in his chest as he thought of the danger Tohma was in. 'Because of me…Tohma's…in danger…Tatsuha's too.'
"Ta-chi, please, let Tohma go! Please!" Ryuu trembled as he pleaded, barely aware of Tatsuha stepping toward Taki.
"HEY!" Taki growled at Tatsuha as the younger man stepped closer, "Come closer and I'll pull the trigger, I swear…."
"Be my guest—I don't care about Seguchi-san anyway. I just want to mangle you for hurting my Ryuuichi." Tatsuha's eyes gleamed and a smile played at his lips when he saw Taki blink in surprise at his words; he stepped closer to Taki to make him know he wasn't kidding.
That's when Ryuu grabbed his leg.
"Tats-kun, don't. I don't want Tohma hurt, please!"
"Sakuma-san…." The younger man gazed down at the brown-haired man, his eyes entrapped by the cobalt blue ones pleading with him.
"Please…I don't want either of you hurt…please, Tatsuha-kun."
Sighing, Tatsuha stopped, giving in to his idol's plea, his eyes gleaming dangerously as he looked back at Taki.
"Good Ryuu, you don't want either of your friend's hurt now, do you? Then get over here, by me." Taki glared at the former singer, eyes glinting with malice, expression cold as Ryuu looked from Tohma to Tatsuha, before looking back at him.
"…." Ryuu stood up, biting his lip to keep from wincing at the pain shooting through his back; despite protests from both Tohma and Tatsuha, the cobalt-eyed man walked over to Taki, expression downcast.
"Good Ryuu." The armed man purred, smirking at the angry, fearful expressions on Tohma's and Tatsuha's faces. "Nice to know you're still obedient." He flicked his eyes to the brown-haired man when Ryuu made his final step next to him.
That's when Tatsuha lunged, taking advantage of Taki's looking at Ryuu to get within a few feet of the older man—however his move wasn't completely unexpected; Seeing the movement out of the corner of his eye, Taki pushed Tohma forward at Tatsuha and grabbed Ryuu.
"Not so fast." Taki grinned haughtily, holding Ryuu with an arm around his neck, the gun pressed against the older man's temple. "You don't want Ryuu-chan to get hurt, do you?"
"Taki, don't." Tohma gasped, voice trembling as he saw the gun aimed at his former band-mate's right temple. "Don't hurt Ryuu, please." Fear coursed through him until a movement from behind Taki caught his eye—he kept from reacting and glared back at Taki the next moment.
"Heh, heh." Taki pressed a little more on the pistol's trigger. "On your knees both of you." He smirked as both men complied, and he stepped back heading toward the apartment door. That's when he bumped into something—a person. "Huh…."
A split-second later a strong fist closed around his wrist and bent it backwards, effectively prying the gun from his hand; then the arm let him go—and he cursed as he narrowed his eyes at the intruder—that's when a large fist collided with his skull, knocking him out on contact.
"That will teach him to mess with Ryuuichi when I'm around." A tall, blond-haired, blue-eyed man stared at the unconscious man, a look of detest on his face. The next moment he turned to the others in the room. "Long time no see, everyone. Whatcha think about that entrance?"
"…K!"
A/N: End of Chapter, please review.
I can't think of what else to write, so you're stuck with that bit for now. Eventually I'll make it back to what's happening with the OCs, and will introduce at least two more. I will also include K's son Michael some time in the next two or three chapters—probably next chapter depending on what scene I start with.