Crime Syndicate

Chapter 3

Echizen let out a groan. There was no way he was going to move to Sapporo right after he found people who understood him. His parents promised that he would be able to go to a school of his choice and Seigaku was one he wasn't about to leave. He looked out his window and saw some security making their way around the house. He hated it; always being watched, never getting a moment to himself. In the old house there were actually cameras in most of the rooms so he was literally always being watched.

He was torn from the window when his door burst open for him to see his father in an even more drunken state. "Seishounen whaddya doin' jus' sittin' 'round? Ya needa get packed sos we can leave bright an' early."

Echizen glared at his father. "I told you I'm not going. You said I'd be able to attend school."

"And ya will but now ya needa school thas in Sapporo. Cammon Seshounen it'll be fun. You'll get to meet alotta new people. We'll find ya tha best private school over there." Echizen grabbed a jacket and pushed past his father and went back down the stairs and towards the door. "Whaddya doin' now? Ya needa pack."

He stopped at the front door and let out an irritated groan. "I'm not going to Sapporo, I'm not going to pack, I'm not going to meet new people when I've yet to learn about the ones I literally met today, and I'm not going to go to one of those stupid private schools where all people do is talk about that businesses their families own." He opened the front door. "I'm staying here." He then went out and closed it behind him.

"Ryoma-sama where are you going at this late hour?" Echizen sighed in frustration as a security popped out from the side of the house.

He was frustrated enough and really didn't need this. "Out."

"You know we can't allow you to do that without someone to accompany you." Echizen didn't listen to a word they said and walked past. "Ryoma-sama!"

"Seshounen!" Nanjiro burst through the front door. "Ge' back in 'ere an'pack."

"I already told you several times, I'm not leaving." The frustration was unbelievable. Before anyone could say anything else Echizen took off in a lite sprint down the street. He heard security yelling for him to stop but ignored them and turned a corner. The voices behind him faded and soon died out completely.

He didn't know where he was running to. All he knew was he needed to calm himself and sitting around in a house with a drunken father ranting about a new job opportunity wasn't going to help. He made a few turns and ran down some streets and found himself at a park. He caught his breath and went to sit on a swing.

It's not that he didn't want his father to further his business, no, completely opposite. He wanted him to be successful but he also wanted him to keep his end of the deal; to let him go to a school of his choosing without any interference from his work. He wasn't going to leave Seigaku, he couldn't. Even after one just one day he grew attached to the surrounding and people. It was a start to a new life he didn't know he wanted and he wasn't going to give it up.

He sighed. He had been childish to storm out of the house like that. He knew his father was only thinking about what would be best for the family. And after all he did move to a rather small house- compared to what he was used to- away from where he worked and therefore more susceptible to threat. He knew he was being stubborn and selfish but this was the one thing he wasn't going to give up on.

He sat back on the swing and stretched his legs out. He needed to go back or his mother would throw a fit and have the whole city looking for him. He sat upright and hoisted himself from the swing only to set eyes on two people walking towards him.

"Echizen Ryoma?" The voice that addressed him was of a young man perhaps not a few years older than him. There was a lamp that barely illuminated the park but gave off enough light so Echizen could make out their faces; both with dark brown hair, one with slightly longer hair going to his shoulders, t-shirts with some sort of design on them, and the longer haired one wore jeans while the other wore shorts.