CHAPTER 3 PART 1

It seemed like an eternity had passed, since the doctor had made his appearance in the apprentice's room, and while one on the bed, the other on a chair, they stayed silent, gazing into space, apparently thoughtless; but the young brunette had certainly been thinking. He was thinking how ironically fascinating were the different numbers of pitches that the sound of silence possessed. For instance, the low and grave pitch of the silently confabulating mind, as it planed to hurt someone, or the high pitch of a silent scream belonging to a pleading victim in desperate need of help. Then there was the plain silence, the easiest to obtain among the range of tones, such as the one that both the doctor and the apprentice where singing, both perfectly in tune, for it was far easier, to silently gaze around, rather than clearly admitting that there was a problem, and it was far greater than what they had bargained for.

-Did something happen? … - suddenly asked the doctor, looking at the still gaze averting brunette, who was aggravatingly reasoning about just what did the elder want to here from him, because there was utterly no way for the elder not to have noticed any of the innumerable disconcerting things that had taken place right under his nose, and which he suspected he perfectly knew would happen. Yet he continued brushing away every offense with the now quite annoying smile, which tried again and again, to deceive the younger in thinking that everything was idyllic.

-If there is anything, anything at all … you need to tell me Yutaka, I need to know … - kindly explained the doctor still trying to make eye contact, as the apprentice simply bit his lower lip in frustration, and released a irony-drenched smirk.

Did the elder really wanted him to specifically verbalize how he felt each and every single time he happened to be in the proximity of the blonde lawyer, as he kept being insulted and threatened for no apparent good reason, or maybe would he have preferred to hear about the fact that he had just been sexually molested?

However, he knew the elder not to be a heedless type of person, and there had to be a deeper reason for wanting him to be in such a perilous place. He just wished he'd knew the real reason.

-If I were to willingly abandon Kazamasa's case … - suddenly commenced the brunette, religiously keeping his stare on his shoes - … I would loose the research privileges, and would have to go back to Inverness, I suppose ... – the elder merely nodded, even though the younger wasn't yet looking in his direction, but once again, silence had proved to be a pretty clear answer.

-Things are a bit more complicated than what they seem, and … - attempted to explain the doctor – I cannot talk about such dealings with you, but let's say that the Medical department has a problem, and the Hayashi family could help, but … -

-Not in change of nothing … - swiftly concluded the younger with an understanding tone.

-I know I should have been more specific with you, but my position, and other aspects, couldn't and still can't allow me to be completely open with you, and I am extremely mortified about this. Is just that you were the only one among all the young promises that I trusted, and that I truly believe to be capable of succeeding in- tried to explain the elder but was suddenly interrupted by the incredulous looking brunette

-Me?! - cried out the Yutaka pointing at himself, standing up from his chair, not wanting to keep is quite any longer - Me? Who is too good for his own good, have no muscular reliance to be able to defend my own self, and yet don't have a degree that states that I can actually cure this person? Me? In the middle of … - suddenly paused the brunette, as he shove his hands in his hair, trying to find an appropriate word to describe the exasperate situation he was in - … this! – he then concluded making random circles in the air with his arms. The elder sighed, as he joined the brunette he firmly placed his hands on the younger shoulder, and locked their gazes.

-You have a good deal to gain, if you were to succeed, you should not forget this. All the things you wanted to accomplish, you most likely will not be able to, if you went back to Inverness now … this is a once in a lifetime chance. - explained the elder in a serious expression, which softened as he resumed talking

-... You are my only hope Yutaka – the apprentice maintained his skeptical gaze on the elder, as he released a soft sigh - … but if you feel like you really cannot continue, I will understand and not force you. Just, no matter how hard it may be … I don't want to see you throw away such an opportunity – he then concluded patting both hands on his shoulder, as the younger went back to his chair.

-Well … -hesitantly began the brunette – I guess it may not be too bad since you are going to be here with me – concluded the brunette as he quietly analyzed the last expression he ever wanted to observe on the elder's - … because ... you are straying with me! - emphasized the younger, as he widened his eyes to the doctor's saddened expression.

-Unfortunately, I have these affairs, which I was talking about that I need to take care of, and you remember Lord Nishimura? ...- asked the doctor at which the brunette swiftly nodded wanting the elder to finish the sentence, which his ears didn't want to hear -he is part of the department as well, and I will have to return to his manor, and depart on a journey to Manchester, and unfortunately I cannot bring you with-

-When! - suddenly interrupt the brunette, firmly holding the back of his chair, feeling the familiar sensation of his almost departing soul.

-Tomorrow … after Takeru's birthday ball … - sadly professed the elder, looking at the resignedly terrified stare of the youngest, who resumed speaking in a apathetic tone

-For … how … long? -

-I ...we do not know for sure – hesitantly replied the elder, as the younger strongly robbed his palm to his forehead.

-So basically I am stuck here anyways! - replied the younger in an rather angry tone, startling both of them, for the elder didn't think the younger capable of getting as aggravated, same as the apprentice himself, who quickly averted his gaze from the elder.

-Yes – plainly whispered the doctor – but I promise. When I return, if you were to absolutely not want to be here, I shall immediately settle for your safe return to Scotland – firmly concluded the elder

-If there will be any part of me left to return to Scotland … - irritatedly whispered the brunette, at which the doctor sightly laughed.

-They are not going to kill you, I am pretty certain of that Yutaka – observed the doctor

-Well I might as well become a nut case myself then … I am sure … I am going to become crazy … maybe I already am … - trailed off the brunette talking to himself, as the doctor walked towards the entrance.

-It is not going to be as bad – reassured the doctor – but in the eventuality it were too, you can always count on Kazuhiro – concluded the elder

-Hmm ... well I think Takanori is a great comfort as well – replied the apprentice, with a thin smile

-I can only vouch for the boy's genius, I'll leave the rest to your-

-my acute discerning abilities … - the brunette resignedly finished the sentence

-Exactly – confirmed the elder with a smile – Well I shall take my leave now, tomorrow is going to be a rather eventful day for myself – explained the elder as he grabbed the door's handle – Goodnight Yutaka – he then concluded

-Goodnight Dr. Niikura – replied the younger, as the doctor exited the room, which he cautiously locked, with the key that was left in the door's keyhole.

He knew he needed to sleep as well, but just couldn't bring himself to. Thus he quickly grabbed his diary out of his bag, and using the quill and ink that were already on the desk he began his scribbling

10^th May 1728, Friday

10:01 PM

Dear Kai,

What am I to say? From where should I even begin?

I finally, and unfortunately, made it to the Hayashi manor and I think it safe to say that I am currently, once more, scared beyond believe! Not only I received the “pleasure” of being introduced with my honorable nightmare, who is apparently the famed “Lawyer of Justice' Reita, and a member of the Hayashi family, but I had also the immense pleasure of building other unfriendly relationships, for example with twin of the Lawyer of Justice, Takahiro, who

The brunette suddenly ceased writing, as the thought of what had just happened with the blonde, made his entire being shiver, and his rapidly increasing heartbeat made it hard to even try an write, the desolation and humiliation he had felt. He then slowly, and deeply inhaled and exaled twice, and resumed writing

somehow, sexually assaulted me. I know it sounds crazy, that me a man was being “sexually assaulted” by another men, but the way his hand sensually glided on my chest and the way his tongue pleasurably licked my neck, cannot indicate anything else, can it? And if Dr. Niikura were not to have interrupted the obscene act, he would have proceeded to actually, rape me? Now, I am not exactly sure of how a man is to rape another, but I wasn't to eager to find out either, or rather I am STILL NOT TOO EAGER to find out, since my “attempted rapist” had faithfully vouched to come and try and rape me again. The whole situation is so funny that I so earnestly feel like crying, which I was actually about to. What have this poor souls had to endure in order to feel absolutely no guilt or shame in acting the way they do? I do not really want to know, just the thought is rather intimidating, but I have no other choice, to be able to get to (if possible) understand these people a little better.

However, I must acknowledge the fact that I had finally had a chance to meet Hayashi Takanori, whom to my greatest pleasure, as expressed the will to want to have a collaboration with me. I cannot wait, he seems quite the gentlemen, and seemed to have also attempted to side me during today's quite disastrous dinner. One thing that left me wondering about Takanori though, is the fact that he was wearing rather thick black gloves during the dinner. Nobody seemed to be surprised as I was, so I must take it to be a usual thing, but I shall inquire in the future, for my curiosity will most certainly not abandon me.

Then, there is Kazuhiro, he seems to be a very genuine person, he is the only one who didn't cause me any sort of harm, and actually guided me through a variety of facts, and also tried to explain me his family situation. He seems to realize that his siblings conduct cannot possibly continue in such manner, and thus begged me to help, but I am kind of wandering whether he will actually help. I am not trying to accuse him, but I felt like he could have help me defend myself against “Satan” during dinner, but then again, I probably would have done the same.

To conclude there is my patient, Kazamasa, he does not seem to have a problem of mental retardation, in fact, he seems quite bright, and also has a very sharp sense of what is going around him. It will take me a while to be able to crack this nut, but I will try my best, I HAVE to try my best, if I want to hope to speedily leave this place.

I do really need to sleep, I haven't in almost two days now, and tomorrow there is a ball apparently, thus I must find a way and try to fall a sleep. Maybe I should go check the door a second time before I do that.

Uke Yutaka

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A confidently bright full moon and its shiny army of stars were proudly escorting Kazuhiro, as him and his loyal quadruped companion, Kanon, speedily galloped out of the Hayashi residence and Bexley in all, to reach the downtown of Greenwich. The blonde slowly proceeded through the outskirts of the town, where he finally stopped at his destination, a bar called Lost and Not Found.

-Good boy Kanon, good boy – whispered the blonde as he stroke the blonde mane horse, and firmly secured the it to the horse stand – Just be calm here and wait for me ok? - kindly requested the blonde, at whom Kanon replied with a low neigh, then he swiftly checked his surroundings before pushing the door open. He doubted anybody would have followed him out there, but it never hurt to be careful.

-Good evening sir, welcome to Lost and Not found! -shouted the jolly voice of the bartender, trying to tower the loud drunken laughter of his guests, as the blonde silently walked to the counter, and sat at a stool, replying with a single nod and a smile. Finally, he could breath.

Since the tiny age of seven, the blonde had been forced to dress and act as a girl, for the sake of the stability of his own mother, whom had always wanted a girl. Lady Amuro's desire to have a female progeny, had consequentially turned into an unhealthy obsession that mentally affected the woman, developing an unusual case of denial, which made her become extremely dangerous towards her own kids, as she often attempted to kill them, in the moments she fell in her deranged state of mind. Thus, after the birth of Takeru, it was decided that Kazuhiro where to live a new existence as a girl, whenever in his mother's presence, for the woman believed that the child she bore after giving birth to her twins was in fact her precious Ayumi, which is the name the blonde is referred as by his mother.

Because of the blonde's gentle and altruist nature, he had accepted his role without any protest, firmly convinced he was going to help return its family to what it once used to be. Doctors believed that, his mother would have one day snapped out of her fictional reality, thus he waited with hope, for the day in which he would have finally been able to freely play with his brothers, partake in the social and political issues of his town, and maybe even fall in love, as the boy that he really was. However, it had been sixteen years now, and nothing had changed; all his efforts had been in vain.

His distress slowly began to show, as he smiled and talked less often, mechanically performing his everyday routine. He felt trapped into Ayumi's body. It was as if Kazuhiro was never meant to be, and the fact that his brother's seemed to be forgetting about Kazuhiro as well, hurt him more than any other thing, as he desperately reminded himself each day that he wasn't Ayumi; he wasn't Ayumi. However, as it was always opt to be, Akira had been silently observing, and readily came to his rescue. On his sixteenth birthday he gave him Kanon, his beloved brown horse with a blonde mane, and he thought him how to ride it, because of course he hadn't have the chance to learn like all his brothers, for it wasn't considered appropriate for a woman of the Hayashi family to do so. Akira had also provided him with some of his own old clothes, and suggested he should leave the house, and enjoy a few hours, of the little freedom the night could offer him, for he had to be by his mother's side at the rise of dawn.

Thus, seven years had passed in such manner, where he would wait for night time to gallop way with Kanon into downtown Bexley; as a young man named Kazuhiro. Until two weeks ago, drinking a little too much with the boys working in his kitchen, and as he set off with Kanon, he somehow managed to find himself out of Bexley, and inside Greenwich, in front of this bar, where he met her, the reason why he kept returning to Lost and Not Found every night since.

-Can I serve you something sir – asked the bartender, but the blonde was too busy discreetly searching the place; looking for her.

-Sir? - called the bartender once more, with a stronger voice, this time gaining the blonde's full attention

-I am sorry? - swiftly asked Kazuhiro

-Would you like me to get you something? - repeated the bartender with an amused smile

-Just some water for now … – replied the blonde, as he turned to look around once more

-Who in the world comes to a bar to drink water? - exclaimed a familiar voice in a feign teasing tone, from behind the bar counter, at which the blonde quickly turned around; there she was.

-I see you have become a frequent customer- smiled the black haired young girl -did you just move to Greenwich? - calmly asked the brunette, as she dried some cups with a white cloth.

-I actually live in Bexley – replied Kazuhiro, as he attentively stared at the waitress. She was wearing a simple lilac and yellow colored dress, her long black her was packed in a ponytail, with her bangs freely adorning her slightly made up face. She was simple, everything around her, everything she did was all simple, and that was what he liked about her.

-Bexley, you say … not to far from here, bit still quite a ride – she observed.

-Yes but it's worth it – replied the blonde with a smile, if he could come and spend time with her, it was all worth it.

-I am glad to hear so – she replied as she poured some red wine in one of the red glasses she had just cleaned – here, this is on the house – she explained as she offered the glass to the blonde -

-Thank you – gratefully answered the blonde

-You are welcome mister … - hesitantly replied the brunette

-Kazuhiro … Uke Kazuhiro – replied the blonde, who had absolutely no intention of letting her know he was a famed member of the so called House of Sin -and you are … - he then asked, wanting more than ever to associate a name to her divine features.

-Lufkin Olivia, nice to make you acquaintance, Mr. Uke – she readily replied, making the blonde almost chuckle in his wine, feeling the awkwardness of being referred as, with the name of their new apprentice.

- … The pleasure is all mine Miss Lufkin – he then added, as he carefully separated from his glass

-Please do call me Olivia, that is how everybody calls me anyways, this is not a place for formality Mr. Uke – she corrected with a genuinely joyful expression.

-Then please do call me Kazuhiro as well … it would really make me feel more comfortable – swiftly replied the blonde, at which the waitress simply nodded

-... So anything new? - nonchalantly asked the blonde, as he tried to make conversation

-All that I have heard tonight is about a rather illustrious ball that is going to be held tomorrow, at the Hayashi residence … you should be familiar with it, it is in Bexley – replied the brunette, as she turned around to retrieve some other wet cups.

-The house of sin … -resignedly answered the blonde, disappointed in the fact that he couldn't keep his family away from the only time he had available without them.

-Yes, or so they call it ... but … - she sadly replied

-But? - hastily inquired the blonde, curiously wondering about the sad tone in the brunette

-But is it not unfair to call it so? - she then exclaimed with a bothered expressions

-How so? … - curiously asked the blond, as he observed the girl from above his glass of wine, which he was slowly sipping.

-The truth is that we really do not know what happens in that house -began to explain the girl as she carefully dried the glass in her hand, with a rather serious expression – and people, who just gossip for the fun of it get on my nerves – she progressed, as she closely looked at her glass, making sure there where no uncleaned spots – they are human beings as well, for crying out loud! Wouldn't they feel mortified to know that the world thinks that they are this horrible creatures?- she concluded with a slightly aggravated puff, making the blonde chuckle. She was cute even with an angry expression, remarkable.

-They might really be the way that they are described though … - cautiously added the blonde waiting to hear the brunette's response.

-So it may be – she calmly replied – but I believe there is a reason for everything, and until we don't know such reason, we should always give the benefit of the doubt – she concluded, as she knelt, placing away the glasses she had just cleaned. She then swiftly raised up with bright smile, and excused herself to the back.

-Cheers to that!- exclaimed the blonde, quickly finishing the wine in his glass, as he noticed the time on the majestic clock that adorned the center of the bar, knowing it was unfortunately time for him to go. Even though he had been offered the glass of wine, he left some banknotes next to his empty glass, and stormed out of the bar. As he was about to make the run with Kanon, a familiar voice called for his attention.

-I remember specifically saying that it was on the house … Kazuhiro – exclaimed Olivia as she swung the banknote in her hands, as the blonde simply laughed, having no intention whatsoever to retrieve the banknotes.

-Have a good evening … Olivia – simply replied the blonde with a wide amused smile, as he turned with Kanon

-Will you be back? - shouted the brunette

-Of course! - yelled Kazuhiro, as he turned with Kanon once more, and after waving the waitress goodbye, they began their run towards Bexley, surely knowing that he would have returned the next day, the day after, and the day after that, because her simple smile had been enough to make him feel like he never had in so many years, because in her simple ways she made him feel like she cared for him; like she cared for Kazuhiro.

CHAPTER 4 PART 1

A/N: So here is reveled a tiny bit of their secret. I hope there weren't any people, who were hoping for any Bou pairings, if there were any I am truly sorry, but in this story, it is going to have to go this way ...  m(_ _)m (though we can never tell what will happen in the future... )! As for the next chapters, I don't think I might be able to update them as often as I want, because I am going to be extremely busy, but I will do all I can and try not to make you wait for so long, especially when things are getting interesting. Thank you again to all for reading (those who comment as well as those who don't ( ^ _ ^ ) as always!). Hugs and Kisses.