Ok this is 100% dedicated to people who reviewed. Had not really planned to write this deep and create a real story. But since people were so nice to review and someone asked for a Tokito perspective, I am trying to oblige. EC never gave much on the past (that i have seen) so have basically created stuff, based on charcaters. If you read between the lines you can really see how the M rated part of this is going to turn out. This is still safe, and the whole point is to head to the lemon at the moment. But have some fun on the way. Cheers - again review and give suggestions please.

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He could not remember their deaths. How he got the scar on his hand. He remembered his parents, their smell, their smiles and their love. Then at 8 they had left him. Well that was a bit unfair of him, but to the 8 year old, life was not about being fair. It was about being sad. He missed them, he wanted them and they weren't there. He had no memory of the two weeks in which they had died. He remembered them being happy, then he woke up in hospital, he had a scar on the back of his right hand and he was alone.

The lawyers had come, his parents had set aside a trust for his education, he would continue to attend private schools. But now he had to stay with relatives. And Tokito for the first time experienced rejection, isolation and neglect. His relations had bounced the boy from one family to another. At times he had been the convenient baby sitter or they had needed help to build an extension to the house or they had wanted to show how 'good-charitable" people they were. What ever the reason, it sure as hell had not been love, the boy had been passed around by his relatives as was convenient to them.

The boy was a good kid, he tried his best, to not be a burden. But he could not stand injustice. And as he grew, he got into fights protecting other people from bullies. He learned to fight well and channeled a lot of his anger and loneliness into sports and fighting for justice. He was good at it, and was not shy about telling people he was good.

He was short – it irritated him no end. His looks were a bit exotic, his naturally bluish black hair and his violet eyes, drew the attention of more then one admirer. And as empty as it was, having people admire his great looks was a lot better then being ignored. He could wear a cool glove even in school, with the excuse of covering the faint scar, the girls loved it. He was a beauty and proud of it.

His home life may be crap but school was pretty okay or it would have been if they let him stay in a school for more then 2 years before moving him. He had been in 5 schools since his parents death. So he did not have much chance of making real friends.

But his fighting was getting him a bad reputation, and his relatives were tired of even pretending to care. Finally they sent him to a Yokohama to stay with his uncle. He knew the lawyers had arranged it, arranged for him to attend Araiso Private. Huh, his parents lawyers were his most constant guardians in his life. And since his parents had arranged it, it always made him feel a little better, when his relatives moved him, rejected him.

His uncle drank a lot and gambled. He left Tokito alone, hardly even exchanging more then 5 words a day with the boy. It had been a relief to start in the new school.

At he end of his first day he found himself surrounded by 5 other boys. Wanting to 'initiate' him in the school and take his money – like he had much of that. He was used to this, seemed to happen every time he moved, and with such bad odds, he usually spent the rest of his first day in the nurse's office. Though the odds were against him – there was no way he was going to roll over. He prepared to fight – and braced himself for a beating.

Suddenly he felt a warmth at his back. He turned his head, and say a back, a tall one. (Huh? no fair how can he be so tall...) Hair tied back in a short tail, the tall boy turned. He wore glasses, and their eyes met for a moment. Tokito had noticed the boy lounging in the back of his class, watching, but they had not been introduced. Tokito's eyes widened in surprise as the eyes seemed to smile warmly at him behind thick glasses. (what the??)

Then the fight started, and instead of spending the rest of the day at the nurse's office, like his attackers had, he got introduced to Kubota three other guys in the Executive Committee. Tokito was not exactly sure how it happened but suddenly he was a member of the EC and had a partner. He now could fight for justice legitimately. And more importantly Kubuta-kun always seemed to have his back. School was great.

A month and a bit after he joined the EC, he was on his way back to where he slept. Home was something Tokito had lost a long time ago. He trudged to the house, he knew it was empty, his uncle had gone, left 3 days ago, off to some business conference. Tokito was a little suspicious of that because his uncle had been vague and hurried, leaving no contact numbers. But he figured it made no difference. He looked after himself anyway, the lawyers giving him enough of an allowance for food. Instant ramen and bread had been his main food since coming to Yokohama. He had told no one about his living circumstances, more then anything he wanted to stay in Araiso.

Deep in thought, Tokito took two steps into the house when he realized his mistake. The house was not empty. Three men in suits stood in the hall, he did not recognize them, but something made the heckles in the back rise. The man in the middle was tall, he had wavy black hair, he was tho only one not wearing sunglasses and was obviously the leader.

"What the hell are you doing I this house?" Tokito yelled out.

"My, my what an energetic little creature." the man said with a smile that set chills down Tokito's spine.

"If you are looking for my Uncle he left on a business trip 3 days ago, I don't have his contact. So please leave." Tokito said with growing unease.

The man eyed the young boy, Tokito tensed even further as a strange look that the boy did not recognize entered the man's cold brown eyes.

"Oh I doubt seriously your uncle is out on a business trip, he is in hiding. Since he owes my organization a great deal of money from his gambling. We cannot let things like this just go, you know Tokito." The man said this with a gloating smile.

Shit how do these fuckers know my name. Tokito thought, he tried to back up closer to the door, but the two guards grabbed an arm each. Fuck this, I will only have one chance.. have to make sure I time it right.

The leader walked slowly up and stopped two feet from the boy. "Your uncle owes a great deal of money, and our mistake was we thought the house belonged to him. But it does not, he left with a huge debt and no assets, for us to get out money's worth. At least that is what I thought until just now. I had assumed you'd look like your uncle, but to my delight I see that the worthless drunk has been hiding a real diamond." The man said with a huge satisfied smile.

"What the heck are you talking about you jackass, there is no diamonds in the house, you can search it all you want. Tell your punks to let me go, this has nothing to do with me." Tokito said his eyes burning with anger as he glared fearlessly at the leader.

The man looked into the clear, bright and bold eyes staring him down, Violet eyes – how rare. Oh yes, the man thought, this trip is turning out to be lucrative, most lucrative indeed. How that old fool managed to raise a beautiful boy with such innocent eyes, is truly a wonder.

The man laughed aloud, "Search for it? We have no need to search for a diamond that is already in my possession. I believe, in lieu of the money your uncle owes us, I will take you." Tokito's eyes widened further in shock. The man with a satisfied smile, reached out to caress the boy's cheek. "You now belong to me. Boy."

Ice ran down Tokito's spine, but as the leader came closer the grips of the guards loosened. "Fuck that!" Tokito yelled. He brought his knee up and hit the leader where it hurt, twisting his body at the same time, he jerked his right hand free, and hit the guard on his left in the eyes, will all his body weight behind him.

He was free, and he was off.

Without a seconds hesitation, Tokito ran. He knew the area and ran to streets too small for cars, disappearing before the leader had time to fully recover. The leader recovered fast and looked at the empty street. His guards cringed in fear. But the man just smiled, "My that was amusing, I did not expect such wonderful entertainment today." The man said. Tokito Minoru huh? He thought You are indeed worth your weight in yen. They left the house.

Tokito ran, instinctively he ran to the one safe place he had, school. He had no contacts in the city, no mobile phone. He did not have anyones home numbers. He was alone. And now that his adrenaline was receding he was afraid. He broke into the school, made his way to the EC room. It was dark, he risked switching on the light for a bit, grabbed some cushions and a table cloth from the cupboard, dumped the in a corner. And switched off the light. He sank into his make-shift bed, half sitting, half reclining, he curled up into the fetal position, and tried to stop shaking.

"Shit, shit, shit what am I to do? What the fuck was that about? I can't go back there. Its Friday night, the lawyers will only open on Monday. They will know what to do, but I don't want to leave Araiso, I don't want to leave the EC, Kubota-kun. The will make me leave. What the hell am I supposed to do?" Hungry, tired, scared and alone, the boy huddled into the smallest ball possible and closed his eyes. He was so cold. So tired.. He fell into an exhausted sleep.

It was warmth that woke him up, the pillow his head was on was firm but comforting, he nuzzled into the pillow, trying to burrow deeper into the warmth. The pillow moved.

Tokito's eyes jerked open, he raised his head, only to have his head, firmly but gently pushed back into a warm chest. A large strong hand on his head. "Kubota san?" Tokito choked out in surprise. He was sitting on Kubota's lap, cradled like a child in Kubota's arms and he had no idea how he got there.

"I was passing by, and saw a light blink on in the EC room. I came up here thinking to find a vandal or a thief, instead I found a cute little kitten, curled in a corner. (I'm not little. Grumbled Tokito) Hai hai, you are just right, see how you fit, here? I could hardly leave the kitten all alone could I? It looked hungry and cold."

"Kubota kun stop calling me kitten. Or I'll think of something equally silly to call you." Tokito said, he was still in the position Kubota had placed him. It should be wrong, but he was warm, and it was strange and he tried to move again, only to have Kubota gently but firmly hold him in place. So he stayed. His stomach growled the last time he had eaten was lunch.

"Hmmm... why ever not, my kitten is hungry isn't he? Or maybe he doesn't need me to feed him." Kobuto mocked gently. Tokito was silent. Kubota reached into his discarded jacket, and took out a couple of energy bars, he silently passed them to Tokito, who proceeded to wolf them down.

"Now please explain." Kubota said, he finally allowed Tokito out of his embrace, to place him in a position where he could meet Tokito's eyes.

"Huh... well my uncle seems to be in debt, when I got back to that place today, there were some guys there who said my uncle owed them money. I told them that uncle has been gone for 3 days, they did not like that. So they made some threats, but before they could do anything I ran. Until the lawyers office opens on Monday, I have no place else to go. I am really going to miss this place."

"Tokito what do you mean by that. And have you been living alone the last three days? Why didn't you tell me." Kubota asked irritated.

"It was not your problem, Kubota-kun, nothing to do with school. And (sigh) uncle is the only relative I have in Yokohama, the lawyers will probably have to send me back to my home city." Tokito dropped his head despondently, so he missed the flash of real anger in Kubota's eyes and the clenching of his fists. Then a slow satisfied smile spread across Kubota's face as he stared at the slight figure before him.

"Tokito, I live in my own apartment by myself, its spacious and there is a sofa bed. From now on you are going to stay with me." Kubota decided.

Tokito's head jerked up, "Really, you mean that. Just over the weekend or can I stay while we are in school?"

"No not just for the weekend." Kubota smiled as he saw the bright happiness glow in Tokito's eyes. "You can stay forever, kitten."

"Thanks Kubo-chan" Tokito said.

Kubota jerked in surprise. "What did you say?"

Tokito smiled roguishly, "Kubo-chan, I told you I'd call you something wired if you called me kitten. Kubota san."

Kubota looked at his partner for a long moment. "Don't call me that."

"Of course not Kubota san it would be weird, I was just teasing." Tokito said

"No I meant don't call me Kubota san, I like the other name better. Nobody has ever called me that."

"You WANT me to call you Kubo-chan? Sheesh you are weird Kubo-chan, sure if that's what you want." Tokito's smile lit the dark corners of the room.

As the two made their way out of the school, Kubota's arm went firmly around Tokito's shoulders. Kubota asked, with a mushing secret smile

"So Tokito if a kitten gives a man a name does it mean that the man belongs to the kitten?"

"Kubo-chan.... you really are weird."

And so Tokito began living with Kubo-chan. He finally had a plcae he called home.

The EC grew, they were 6 in number. Tokito was happy. Kubo-chan was weird, he liked to be mysterious so he did all this stuff, said thing that at first made Tokito squirm. But when he never really did anything more Tokito relaxed and began playing along. It made Kubo-chan happy, and anything that made Kubo-chan happy was fine with Tokito.