I've deleted this story not long ago, but I've decided to bring it back revised and edited. I hope you guys enjoy it.

No Regrets

Chapter 1: Mouse Trap

Kaito's P.O.V.

9:12 a.m.

I've let my guard down at the wrong time. I'm too smart to have been so careless, but it's too late. Look where I'm at now! ... Standing before the judge inside the courtroom with a pair of handcuffs restraining my wrists as if I'm about to do something. I silently stood there next to my lawyer, Dell, as I allowed my gaze to fall towards the floor. Am I upset that I was caught ... letting loose some of my fantasies? ... No. Never that. But what I do, slightly, deep down, feel bad for was having Len find out this way. What would I do if he hated me?

"Your honour, this was a mere sexual assault caused by mental illness on the behalf of my client. There are others out there committing some gruesome sexual acts with people of all ages, and I can guarantee that they, in fact, do not have a mental illness." That's right, Dell. Let's call it a "Mental" illness. I've been pretending to be this idiotic, clumsy, happy bastard for the longest, so let's switch and act as though it was just a mental illness. I remained silent and listened to Dell as he continued. "It's obviously no secret that I'm a lawyer, but I have plenty of acquaintances who specializes in working with those with mental disorders. This leads to my next proposal, your honour."

With that being said, the judge peered to the both of us and nodded his said before saying, "You may proceed."

And with that, Dell proceeded. "Serving time in jail is highly unnecessary for this case. If he serves time and gets released, he will still have this mental condition. In fact, it'd make his condition even worse due to him being in an environment such as that. ... Now I must ask everyone in this room, Especially Rin, Miku, and Len if they'd rather have him sit in jail and come back out with the same condition, or be sent away to a mental/rehab facility so he could fully recover?"

The room fell silent for a moment. Time to act a little. ... Seems as though they're not fully buying it. Biting my tongue in slight frustration, I quickly lifted my head and forced the biggest smile I could ever make once I locked my gaze with the judge. Immediately he glared down at me in return.

"... Your honour" I softly started, still keeping up with the smile. "... Can I go home now? I'm really tired of seeing their faces. ... I'd rather lock myself in my room."

And just like that, the man rose a brow at me. "I'm afraid you can't go. Now who's faces are you tired of looking at?" He questioned.

"Miku's and Rin's face" Which was the truth. "Continuously stealing things from me. First my chance to shine, and now Len. ... pests, pests, pests-." I sighed till Rin interrupted me. "What? You're sick, Kaito! You don't know what you're talking about. Do you think Len would've wanted for that stuff to continue? He's still suffering through shock because of you!"

"Correction. He's suffering through shock because of you two." I smiled ever so slightly towards the both of them before turning back to see Len sitting next to Luka, Meiko, and our house leader, Tanaka. But right when his bright blue eyes met my gaze, they widened before quickly averting elsewhere. If I had more time, we wouldn't even be in this mess. You'd be mine. ... And to think these two bitches are going to stop me from seeing you? ... How could they try to separate me from you?

I paused for a moment and took in a deep breath. I knew if I thought about it any more than I should, I'd shed something that I'm not supposed to.

(Slam! S.f.x.) The judge had then slammed his gable on the stand. "Order in the court! I'd like to hear from the jury before I make my final decision."

Once he ordered that, A woman with long black hair stood from the small group. "Your honour, we find Kaito Shion guilty from sexually assaulting a minor." She simply told the man, and with that, he looked off to me and Dell. "You two heard the woman. Sense Mr. Shion is guilty, he will be locked away for a year and half"

"Shit!" Dell mumbled beneath his breath once we both heard the sentence.

"But" We then shot our attention back to the judge once we heard the judge continue. "It's quite apparent that Mr. Shion has some sort of mental illness, and by the testimony given by Tanaka, he admits that over the years, your mentality has changed in some aspects, though he didn't expect it to have a dramatic effect. So I'm going to have you be sent to a mental facility for treatment with a monthly check-in to check on your progress. If nothing seems changed, your time will be extended up to three years." Slamming his gable twice, he lastly said, "Meeting adjourned."

Quickly the people in the jury began to take their leave as well as the judge, and it was then that Dell turned to me as Tanaka hurried his way towards us. The sheriff in the room quickly came over to take off the cuffs before he walked out the room.

"Let me start by saying that there was a small percent chance of the jury stating innocent to begin with. Your housemates pulled a dangerous card by recording the act to begin with." Dell began loosening his tie and leaned against the desk. "Tanaka, as long as we make sure this doesn't get out to the public, you won't have to worry about losing money. First things first is getting Kaito out of town. Now I'm going to drive him to the facility, and I want you to send his stuff there and meet us. ... Make sure you make the others give their goodbyes."

The brunette pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and stared at me. "Kaito, ... What possessed you-? I mean, what the hell were you thinking?!" He whispered loudly to me. "How long have you been lusting after that boy?! Months? Years?" He stared at me full of concern. His voice was laced with confusion, and I could hear it right off the bat. "You don't even have to play that innocent card with me. I know you better than the others."

"Fair enough." I immediately dropped my smile and ran my fingers through my hair. "There's nothing to explain, Tanaka." I had my eyes on him from day one, but it took him to lift me back up after my commercial fail incident, for me to become obsessed and in love with his cute ass. ... He's mine. No one else will make him as happy as me, and that's a fucking fact. "You should really mind your business."

"This is my business, Kaito! Do you have any idea how much you put my company in jepordy?! News like this is bad for Crypton Future! I have to bust my ass and waste money trying to keep the paparazzi away from this scandal-" I then interrupted him. "Does it look like I give a fuck? ... Go back to the house. It's bad enough I have to be sent away, but I'm not about to sit here and listen to your complaints. Want to complain? Go complain to those two bitches you created." I retorted back to him before I motioned Dell that I was ready to go.

I began walking away with the white-head, leaving Tanaka stunned.

I would've stopped and briefly talked to Len, but the others quickly took him out of the room. Probably back home if I were to guess. I know I was close in some way to having him. ... I was so fucking close and I felt it, but now that they screwed all of my! Hard! Work! ... I know all of that work is shattered. Right when they played the recording during the session, the look on Len's face was one I could never forget.

He was baffled. He was stunned. He was lost. He was scared.

They can send me away all they want to, but I'm not going to let any of this go. He's mine, and now that I'm far from getting him willingly, ... I'll have to show that I don't want to hurt him.

With that thought lingering, me and Dell rushed outside and ran towards the large black car, pushing pass the paparazzi.

Dell allowed me to go in first as he threatened to sue the photographers before stepping inside himself. "Fucking paparazzi. I swear, this wouldn't have to be a problem if it weren't for Miku and Rin blabbing their mouths as if it's everyone's business." He sighed as be reached inside his blazer and pulled out a pack cigarettes. Quickly he pulled one out and held the pack to me, offering me one. I wasted no time taking one out holding it close to the tiny flame he lit. "I like the real side of you, ya'know? At least you're more real than the rest of those bastards; that's why I left the music industry long ago. I got tired of the happy-happy fun time bull shit."

Taking a long drag, I blew out the smoke and leaned back in my seat as the car began to move. "Shit, I'd leave long ago if it weren't for me getting some popularity. Plus I needed to stay for several reasons."

"Is molesting that boy one of them-?" He slightly joked till I shot a deadly glare towards him. "Relax, dammit! It was just a joke. You and I both know how much I could care less about the situation. My job here is to defend you, but seriously, What went wrong?" He then asked.

I remained silent for a moment before I slowly shook my head and said, "I let my guard down for a moment. ... I was too busy doing shit to have noticed that I was being watched."

"But why Len? Everyone would've thought you'd do that type of shit to Miku if you were insane, but it was Len." He stared at me with his crimson eyes as he awaited for an answer. I think he knew that I wasn't going to answer his question. Those who "actually" knew me, knew I wasn't going to talk if I was quietly for over a minute. So he only sighed and continued. "If you're crazy enough to pull off a stunt like that, you're highly smart, and you're dangerous; ... I'm scared about the shit you might do next. Why? Because I have a gut feeling that it's going to be impossible for me to even try to get you out of it. Let alone trying to convince the judge to lower your sentence."

It's true. I'm going to do something that's going to make me a wanted man "if" I get caught. But it's no where near the word Soon. ... I'll serve my time. To gain trust, I have to serve time. Anything to comfort Len in a way.

... I'm not staying away from Len.

Len's P.O.V.

I quietly sat on the edge of my bed and fumbled with the sleeves to my jacket, replaying the scenes that were shown on the recording today. "That man inside the video wasn't Kaito. It wasn't him." I repeatedly whispered to myself. I refused to be around the others inside the house. Just how I refused to acknowledge that Kaito was sentenced to go away for almost two years. "B-But it was. But it wasn't. There's only one man named Kaito. But Kaito wouldn't do those type of things with me. But he did, I-I saw him do it in the video!" I quickly began to choke up as soon as I rose my voice.

It didn't take long for the corner of my eyes to sting. And right when they stung, drops of warmth began to slide down my flustered face once more. ... For the fourth time today.

My body became too weak to sit up any longer, so I allowed my body to fall back and crouch on the bed. I was honestly too weak to do anything today.

I couldn't put my hair into its usual ponytail. I didn't touch a single food today. I hardly got dressed, thus wearing an oversized shirt, a black sweater, and black shorts. ... This was the first time I had ever felt so transparent.

I closed my eyes for a moment and recalled the night he was taken away four days ago.

"K-Kaito! Let him go, he didn't do anything! Let him go!"

I tried my best trying to pull the officers away from him.

"Don't let them do this to him! Wh-Why are you guys letting this happen?!"

Tears began streaming down my face as one of the officers pulled me away and held me back. I watched as the others stood aside and watched. I became so sick and lost to the point I turned to look at the bluenette getting handcuffed.

The more I looked at him, the more my chest began to hurt.

The more I felt as though someone had wrapped their fingers around my neck and began choking me.

"... K-Kaito-Nii." I called to him.

Right when our eyes met, it felt as though I wasn't staring at him. But someone else.

The color in his eyes were dull. Serious. Rough. And cold. They were nothing I had seen from him before.

Before they took him out the house, as they dragged him away pass me, he whispered to me, "I'll build your perfect world again, Len."

I knew what he did, but I refused to accept it because this was the same man that's my best friend. My hero. My idol. And one ... I began having a small crush on. There was no way in hell that he did it, and yet Rin gave and showed the evidence like it was nothing.

I knew there had to be an explanation, and right when they brought up it being a mental illness, I was a little relieved. But still. ... He's taken away. He actually touched me in my sleep. ... For how long? What was on his mind? What possessed him? There's so many questions, and I can't ask them.

Whenever I had questions, I'd go to him.

Now that I have one for him, he's no longer here... Hurry and get better.