Aftg react

Part66

Foxes react: chapter 16

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Andrew stayed behind to keep an eye on Kevin, so Neil went alone to the bedroom and made himself comfortable on his side of the bed. He woke up when Andrew came in, but drifted off again as soon as Andrew settled down.
Fingernails tapping on the door woke them both up some indeterminable time later. Neil reached for a gun and hit Andrew's arm instead. Andrew glanced back at him before rolling off the bed. The cabin was practically pitch black this late at night, but it was a straight shot from Andrew's side of the bed to the door. Neil couldn't see who was standing outside, but Renee's calm voice was unmistakable.

"Sorry" said Renee with a shy smile she felt sorry for how mach she had startled Neil but Andrew didn't say anything back and just continue and Renee knew better then to take it to heart.
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"Renee?" Neil asked, because it was obvious Andrew wasn't going to make her explain.
Renee's words were a cold shock to his system: "Kengo is dead."
Neil stared blankly at her, but it didn't take long to figure the rest out. "Jean?"
"Riko hurt him," Renee said. "I am going to get him."

They didn't know much about Jean but they felt bad for him, they could only guess how badly he was hurt. Kevin on the other hand looked sick and felt even worse.
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Monday meant classes, though Neil would have happily stayed in bed at the dorm. His injuries drew more lingering stares than he could stomach and a couple classmates were bold enough to press him for gossip. There was no point lying about it, but no one said Neil had to tell the truth either. He warded off all of their questions with an insistent, "I don't want to talk about it," that got louder every time someone ignored that warning.
When the bell sounded at the end of his last class, the relief Neil felt was almost crippling. He all but bolted from the classroom and followed the crush of rowdy students out of the building and down the stairs. He made it ten steps away from the building before someone stopped in his path. Neil was used to dodging bodies on campus, so he neatly sidestepped and kept going. The man spoke on Neil's way by.
"You will stop."

"Oh come on who is that now?" said Dan, it was concerning after all that has happened.
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Neil didn't really think he was being addressed, but looking back was instinctive. He regretted it immediately and rocked to a startled stop. The man who'd spoken was Japanese, older than the oblivious students that flowed past them but dressed casually so as not to stand out. He considered Neil like Neil was the bane of his existence and gestured, not an invitation but an order.
"We are leaving."
Neil almost asked where they were going but thought better of it at the last second. He followed the stranger to the library parking lot. A car idled at the curb and Neil got in the backseat when someone inside opened the door for him. His escort slammed the door behind him and got in the passenger seat.

"Someone really needs to teach him to not get inside any weird people's cars." said Nicky with a groan but everyone looked at Andrew when he spoke "he is from the Moriyamas" they looked at then back at the screen worried to see what comes next.
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There was only one other car parked out back. The driver pulled up alongside it and killed the engine, but no one moved. Neil got the hint after a minute of tense silence and got out. The door opposite him was unlocked. He opened it but hesitated halfway into the car when he saw who was waiting for him.
At first glance, Ichirou Moriyama didn't look like much.

( me: Deja vu, Neil had said the same about Andrew)

His black silk suit spoke of excessive wealth, but his youthful features undermined that pretentiousness. He only had a couple years on Neil to start with and genetics made him look even younger. He was just another hopeful businessman, maybe, another rich kid CEO living life in the vertical fast lane. Neil was fooled for all of one second: the moment it took him to meet Ichirou's eyes across the backseat.
This man was not like Neil's father, with his temper and thugs and ugly reputation. He was not like Riko, with his selfish cruelty and childish tantrums. This was a man who could hold both of them in check with a glance, a man who'd been raised to rule. He was the Moriyamas' power in living, breathing form, and with his father's death he sat alone and untouchable on its throne.
Neil considered turning around and walking away but suspected that was a good way to get shot in the back. He didn't know why he was here, since not even Riko had ever met his brother face-to-face, but he knew one misstep meant his uncle's hopeful truce was void.