The Wanderer

[Lord Sesshomaru]

"Hn..." The response was quick and distant.

Tsuyoi's awkwardness showed in his tense body, and irritated expression. He was stuck in the worst situation. The two had put a large emount of emotions on show, and he was forced onto the sidelines and forced to watch. Just to stand there and wait for a man to show up that caused such distress in Kouhei. Maybe it was time to leave. There must be something he could...

Before he even made a step his cell phone vibrated in his pocket. Scowling, he quickly answered the phone. The squawking of Gakuto met his ears, informing Tsuyoi of his arrival. "What are you--?" he snapped, but was quickly interrupted as Gakuto continued on.

"Tomorrow is Monday! Your father sent me to pick you up to make sure you go to school."

Tsuyoi pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to stay calm. "Which car?"

"What? Oh, the new shiny black one, of course! Is that friend of yours expecting company? A man was inspecting the car and just went into the building." There was an uncomfortable pause. "The windows are tinted, right?"

Tsuyoi didn't waste his time answering as he hung up, expecting the a knock, or even this stranger to have the audacity of letting themselves in. It was at least a warning, and being better prepared.

[Birdie]

He raised an eyebrow as Tsuyoi finished his phone call. What on earth was that about? Whether or not the young man told him was irrelevant he supposed but it did not stop him from being curious. It could not have been his father personally. He would have seen his body change, some sort of signifier of stress and submission to a greater power would be obvious. Perhaps it was that little driver man who had brought him clothes before? Or maybe a friend? But he could not recall the young man giving out his number to anyone else.

And thusly the knock came. It was only a few short raps upon the door, urgent and commanding. Kouhei unwrapped himself from his seat and went to the door. Peeking out the little hole there was a pair of men in fine suits standing back. Their hands were clasped in front of them and they took broad stances. Kouhei opened the door with a grimace. The two men tipped their heads toward Kouhei before stepping past him and into the apartment. Closing the door, Kouhei disappeared into the his room. Minutes later he returned in a well made suit that could have matched the two stranger's. His hair was slicked back and he looked the most masculine he had ever been in a long time. Jun glowered at the two men.

"I'll be back in a few hours, I think. You are both welcome to stay." Kouhei gave his brother a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek. He then approached Tsuyoi. "You probably have to go to get to school tomorrow, huh? I hope your dad doesn't stay too mad at you. Let me know how things go. You have my number right?" He couldn't recall so he quickly scrawled the number on to a sheet of paper and handed it to the younger man. "I'll see you around." They probably were not close enough for a hug... He offered he hand instead for a shake. A smile rested on his lips though his eyes looked as if they were beginning to tear up.

[Lord Sesshomaru]

Tsuyoi stiffly accepted the handshake, eyes narrowing at the small amount of contact they shared. Then he was gone. It was much too quick for the much younger man to comprehend. Suddenly he was alone with Kouhei's brother, in which he ignored. His phone was quickly back to his ear as he made another call. "I need you to pick me up. No, he is busy. Yes, now." There was no courtesy to Jun as he exited the apartment without saying goodbye. He was hanging up and making another call as he descended the stairs. "You saw them, right? Follow them. Do not lose sight, do not be seen. If they don't finish you off I will if they catch you." he snarled into his phone, before hanging up again. He was rushing in his anxiety but came to an abrupt halt as he held the piece of paper between his finger.

Tsuyoi stood in the empty parking lot, staring at the numbers and considering his options. If Kouhei needed help, he wouldn't be able to call him. He would have to contact him first...he would have to...shit. Was this his home number? Did Kouhei even have a cell phone? Forcing his thumbs to work he created a short and simple text. If it was a home phone, then a text wouldn't go through anyway...

Be careful
-Tsuyoi