Hayato's father looks at Ryuutaro, assuming he's a she, then turns back to Hayato.
"Chi รจ?" ((*who's she?))
Hayato just growled at his father and hissed out his response bitterly. The situation was dangerous enough as it is, he couldn't bring in Ryuutaro's gender into this, not when he had the disadvantage. "None of your fucking business!"
His father sighed and lead them out to the limo out front. Hayato kept Ryuutaro protectively close as they got in, obviously letting his boyfriend have the window seat in case he needed air. His Father sat opposite of them, remaining stoic and quiet as two of his lackies sat next to him, while the other two were up front, driving.
The drive remained silent, Hayato simply leaned against Ryuutaro and looked out the window with a sour expression on his face. After about 20 minutes a large and lavish mansion estate comes into view. After a moment pausing at the main gates for a moment they are brought around front, and Hayato's father escorts them inside. The teen seems to calm down a bit, his utter hatred for the man before him quelled slightly by the curiosity about how his home changed over the years. Was his room still their like Ryuutaro's had been? What about the family pictures they took? Were they still where he remembered them? Did his father regret not looking for him? Maybe there was some excuse that he wanted to give him, maybe an apology! Of course he could never be forgiven, but to know that maybe he was worth an apology and that his father had regretted what he had done would feel... well, he didn't know how it would feel. But it was something he had been waiting for since he ran away. As much as he hated him... it was still his father.
The man turned around to regard the two teenagers, and finally gave in to his son's demand to speak Japanese. Though his Japanese was a long way off from Hayato's. His knowledge of the language was shaky, and he made no effort to conceal his accent at all.
"I have business to take care of. Meet me in my office in half an hour." And he turns and walks away with his men in tow, leaving the boys alone.
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"Chi รจ?" ((*who's she?))
Hayato just growled at his father and hissed out his response bitterly. The situation was dangerous enough as it is, he couldn't bring in Ryuutaro's gender into this, not when he had the disadvantage. "None of your fucking business!"
His father sighed and lead them out to the limo out front. Hayato kept Ryuutaro protectively close as they got in, obviously letting his boyfriend have the window seat in case he needed air. His Father sat opposite of them, remaining stoic and quiet as two of his lackies sat next to him, while the other two were up front, driving.
The drive remained silent, Hayato simply leaned against Ryuutaro and looked out the window with a sour expression on his face. After about 20 minutes a large and lavish mansion estate comes into view. After a moment pausing at the main gates for a moment they are brought around front, and Hayato's father escorts them inside. The teen seems to calm down a bit, his utter hatred for the man before him quelled slightly by the curiosity about how his home changed over the years. Was his room still their like Ryuutaro's had been? What about the family pictures they took? Were they still where he remembered them? Did his father regret not looking for him? Maybe there was some excuse that he wanted to give him, maybe an apology! Of course he could never be forgiven, but to know that maybe he was worth an apology and that his father had regretted what he had done would feel... well, he didn't know how it would feel. But it was something he had been waiting for since he ran away. As much as he hated him... it was still his father.
The man turned around to regard the two teenagers, and finally gave in to his son's demand to speak Japanese. Though his Japanese was a long way off from Hayato's. His knowledge of the language was shaky, and he made no effort to conceal his accent at all.
"I have business to take care of. Meet me in my office in half an hour." And he turns and walks away with his men in tow, leaving the boys alone.