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It's been quite a while since my last post on this story, so please, please forgive me! 'Ducks and covers from incoming tomatoes.' This story is getting even more difficult as I progress, so please be patient. Not that you already were!
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Ryoga, who had realized what he said as soon as the words formed in his mouth widened his eyes immensely. He dropped his brother back onto the ground.
"Oi! Come on, we've got to go!" Nanjiroh called from the car as he and Rinko pulled up beside the two boys.
Ryoma didn't look away from his aniki, nor did he seem to move. Did his brother just say that he was…precious?
Ryoga panted lightly, eyes still entwined with Ryoma's, heart still racing from the contact, his mind still reeling from his mouth.
"Oi, Ryoma, Ryoga! Move your asses!" Nanjiroh shouted again, head sticking out of the window.
Ryoma was the first to break the building tension. "You shouldn't say stuff like that, you know," he said bluntly.
What?! Ryoga's eyes went comically wide. He simply inclined his head and got into the waiting car, bewildered and slightly hurt.
Ryoma bit his lip as he lifted his bag into the car, following it's path momentarily.
From the bushes nearby, a small figure crouched on his hunches, red hair poking over the the very top of the leaves.
"Now, Dernum-san, the jury has come to a decision." The judge stated.
Dernum shivered slightly, his large frame sat in the stand awaiting the call, he glanced over to the boy whom he had tried to rape. The boy was scared, Dernum could see it in his eyes.
Ryoma clenched his fists together tightly. He would never again submit to this man, ever. He knew better than to show emotion, he could never let this man know how much he had affected him.
Nanjiroh ground his teeth together, slowly and angrily. This, 'Dernum-san', had attempted to rape his youngest son, and was planning to get away with it too. The nerve!
Ryoga inhaled deeply, at once, the most sadistic of thoughts came to mind about Dernum. Hmm, hammer? No, too blunt…knife? Hmm, too messy…
Rinko bit her lip, her heart had surely suffered enough by now, right?
"And, judging by the evidence, or, lack of evidence…the jury has found Dernum-san not guilty." The judge said as she tapped her hammer softly on the desk.
Ryoma's breath hitched.
Rinko gasped.
Nanjiroh gaped in horror.
Ryoga's nails dug deep within his thighs.
Dernum grinned in relief.
"What the hell is wrong with you people?!" Nanjiroh cursed as he glared at the jury, and then to the judge.
"Excuse me?" The judge asked, getting a bit irritated.
"Can't you see that the bastard's guilty?!"
The judge scrunched her face up slightly. "Echizen-san, please refrain!"
"Hell no, this guy is guilty and all you fucking people know it!" Nanjiroh retorted rudely.
"Echizen-san, I may have to remove you. Please do not place me in the position of doing so."
"I don't give a damn! I won't refrain until you name the bastard a rapist!"
The judge looked over to the security guard and motioned him to Nanjiroh.
"Come with me sir…" The guard said as he took hold of Nanjiroh's arm.
"To hell I will! Not until justice is served!" Nanjiroh yelled, ripped his arm away from the man's grasp.
"Nanjiroh, please just go with the man lest you fall into more trouble." Rinko pleaded to her husband.
Nanjiroh frowned. "Very well, dear…" He said as he submitted to the guard's will.
Short chapter I know, sorry.
Another twist is coming!
Squish.