Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/ works/10771143. Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Major_Character_Death, Rape/Non-Con, Underage Category: M/M Fandom: おそ松さん_|_Osomatsu-san_(Anime) Relationship: Matsuno_Karamatsu/Matsuno_Osomatsu, Matsuno_Osomatsu/Matsuno_Karamatsu Character: Matsuno_Osomatsu, Matsuno_Karamatsu, Matsuno_Choromatsu, Matsuno Ichimatsu, Matsuno_Jyushimatsu, Matsuno_Todomatsu, Matsuno_Matsuzo Additional Tags: Mafia_AU, blmatsu, choukei, Incest, Drugs, Sex, age_au, Angst Stats: Published: 2017-04-30 Chapters: 1/? Words: 5291 ****** Look Away ****** by mici_micelle Summary Osomatsu Matsuno, who was supposed to be the next head of the Matsuno Family was sold to the enemy at a very young age and after ten years of pain, suffering and trying his best to survive... he was finally home. Notes So I've finally gotten around to finish and upload this one! This is the separate mafia AU fic I've taken from this fanfic's_chapter You don't need to read that though since this is a separate story (although I highly recommend it) Anyway, I hope you enjoy this fanfic because I really tried my best to write this and if it gets too much... I'm very sorry... Breathe. Two enemies on the right and three on his left. He crouched and pulled himself further in. He made himself smaller as he stayed behind that thick table. He pulled out his gun, it was a hand pistol that was ironically smaller than his hand, and he frowned when he realized that it was the only weapon he brought that morning. Breathe. Inhaling the scent of gunpowder in the air, Osomatsu grinned. “Show time.” But just as he stretched his feet to stand, he heard bullets passing beside him. He felt them slice through the air and flew across to hit his enemy. No harm was done towards him. The sound of machine gun came from the other side, sending furious flurries of deadly bullets to the enemies surrounding Osomatsu. “What took you so long,” Osomatsu greeted, too cheerful for a fight. “Karamatsu~” Karamatsu approached Osomatsu and tossed a bigger semi-automatic handgun to him. Osomatsu juggled the two guns with the bigger one on his right and the smaller pistol now on his left. “I had to buy some cat food for Ichimatsu. Sorry buraza.” “You spoil them too much.” Osomatsu placed his back against Karamatsu’s back. With a grin and a wink Osomatsu continued, “But you spoil me the most.” Karamatsu shot two more approaching men. He smiled at Osomatsu’s grin, if not for the busy surrounding he would’ve stared at him longer.   “I know.” Karamatsu acknowledge, “That’s because you’re my older brother… my only one.”   The Matsuno family was one of the smaller mafia families in the city, with businesses that involved smuggling illegal firearms and drugs. Most of the time they support the major families by trading with them and supplying them with weapons, but of course everyone knew that they too were aspiring to overthrow the major families and rule as well. Osomatsu, being the eldest, was raised to be the next boss of the group. He was a troublemaker and had a taste for danger. Ever since he was a child he was alredy too involved in their businesses, but to him, everything was a game and he was willing to play the whole word on the palm of his hand.   The dust had settled and what left standing were the two brothers and some of their men. When the fight was over Osomatsu excitedly went to their car parked outside. Karamatsu followed close behind, his eyes still wary of their surroundings and was ready to fight as soon as the first of sign of danger for Osomatsu’s life came. Gladly there was none and everything was peaceful until they reached the safety of their car. Osomatsu dusted himself and combed his hair with his fingers. He took a cigarette and placed it on his lips. Karamatsu was instantly ready with a lighter for him and Osomatsu smiled leaned the tip of his cigarette to small flickering flame. Karamatsu had always wanted to be Osomatsu’s right hand man. To him, Osomatsu was always this clever, confident figure that he just wanted to serve forever. Sometimes Karamatsu would get excited imagining himself beside Osomatsu as he sat to be the next leader of their Family. The boss of the Matsuno family had six sons: Osomatsu, Karamatsu and Choromatsu were triplets who were already in their late teens. Ichimatsu and Jyushimatsu were twins and were born five years after their older brothers. The last one Todomatsu, who just turned six was the baby of the family and was spoiled by his brothers and all their men. The moment the two arrived in the mansion, the three youngest brothers were running towards them in greeting. It was a sight that could alleviate the older brothers’ worries and fatigue instantly. Even if they were two tough looking teens, born and bred in a mafia family, behind the doors of their large mansion, they were two doting older brothers who would do anything for their beloved younger siblings. “Here’s the cat food my little burazaa.” Ichimatsu stopped and took the bag from Karamatsu. He then kicked Karamatsu’s shin, “Welcome home, Kusomatsu.” He grumbled. Jyushimatsu, on the other hand jumped towards Karamatsu, who still managed to catch the energetic boy even if a bit surprised at the sudden action. Karamatsu had good reflexes and Jyushimatsu banked on that. Karamatsu tried to settle Jyushimatsu but the boy in bright yellow shorts continued to jump around Karamatsu. Meanwhile, Todomatsu did not even bother to run that fast, he knew that as soon as he was near enough Osomatsu  he eldest would always pay attention to him. Osomatsu gently patted the little boy’s head. He knew that Todomatsu wouldn’t want his hair all messy so even if Osomatsu was tempted to be rough on Todomatsu, he dared not to. “You’re already getting tall Totty. You’ll pass niichan in no time.” “I don’t wish to be tall. If that happens it’ll be your fault for being smaller than me.”  Tdomatsu remarked. “Welcome back you two.” Choromatsu was the last to greet them. Always so formal and composed, he looked at the two and raised a questioning brow from the way they looked. Even though they had tried their best to clean themselves up on their way home, Choromatsu’s observant eye saw the little creases and dirt that waere evidences from their recent fight. The two grinned apologetically and Choromatsu sighed. “At least none of you got hurt.” The siblings went further inside the mansion. Jyushimatsu was excited to ask them about their recent transaction and got even more excited to hear that it turned into a shootout. He clung closely to Karamatsu, as he listened to his every word. “And then! And then?” “Jyushimatsu, do you really believe all of Kusomatsu’s rambling. I bet half of those aren’t even true.” Ichimatsu pulled on Jyushimatsu from the other end. With one hand enough for holding the cat food, his other hand would always find Jyushimatsu’s hand to hold on to. That was just how Ichimatsu was. “But Karamatsu-niisan said that it was Osomatsu-niisan who killed most of them. It’s probably true.” Todomatsu had always been so proud of his brother. “Right Osomatsu-niisan?” Osomatsu rubbed his nose, “Yup!” Ichimatsu’s eyes brightened, “M-maybe there is some truth in that story.” Karamatsu continued to tell the tale using words which made Osomatsu question if that really happened. Osomatsu just laughed at how poetic a shootout became because of Karamatsu. The younger brothers listened happily, being amazed at their two eldest brothers. They were all about to head to their rooms when one of their underlings came running towards them. “Young master Osomatsu, the boss is looking for you.” “Papa does?” Osomatsu furrowed his brows, he could not remember that he had some business with his father today and usually his father did not want to see him unless he had something for him. Osomatsu then shrugged and walked with the guy. Choromatsu glanced at Karamatsu and the latter nodded, “shall we accompany you brother?” “I guess it’s ok.” At the end of that all of them came with Osomatsu to their father’s study room. Osomatsu and his father were not really that close. Although he was cold to all his children, Osomatsu felt that his father was hard on him the most. It probably was because he was the immediate heir and head of the family and so he was training him to be tough. Sometimes Osomatsu could not blame his father, like this time. He had been caught using the drugs they have been selling, which is a big violation for the main members of their family so of course as soon as he got home his father’s anger was so much it burned and frightened everyone around him. A loud smack that landed on Osomatsu’s face sent the young Osomatsu flying. He stopped only when he crashed on the floor. “Papa!” Karamatsu tried to stop their father’s heavy hand. But his father shoved him away and he stumbled back. Jyushimatsu went to him and asked if he was ok, Karamatsu just smiled and held the little one’s hand. He gave it a slight squeeze and assured the younger one that everything was fine. Choromatsu on the other hand, was frozen on the spot, too afraid to do anything or show which side he was on. He had always been like this, just staying in the grey area so that his father would favor him at the same time that his brothers loved him. Choromatsu could never imagine going against his father, unlike what Osomatsu did on a daily basis. “Didn’t I tell you to keep your head clear in order to think better! Stop being stupid Osomatsu!” Don Matsuzo’s voice was large and loud as it shook the room and everyone inside it. But Osomatsu was not someone easily intimidated, “I am a child! It’s my nature to be stupid!” “There is no room for stupidity in my family.” Their father coldly told them and although it was meant for the eldest, it was a message he intended everyone to hear. Karamatsu bit his lips, this kind of atmosphere was too much for his little brothers to see. More than Osomatsu, he was worried about their younger brothers to be the object of his father’s wrath. Osomatsu was strong, he was a born leader and could handle whatever the world would throw at him, but his brothers were just children. They were too young, and for him, even if they were born of this family, if he could spare them and keep them innocent, he would do anything.   Karamatsu felt the distress in Todomatsu and Jyushimatsu and he knew that even if Ichimatsu was quiet, he was feeling awful as well. “Choromatsu…” He saw how Choromatsu was startled at how sudden he called him, “take them to their room.” Karamatsu whispered, giving Jyushimatsu’s hand to Choromatsu. Choromatsu nodded, taking Todomatsu by the other hand and telling Ichimatsu to stay close. He gently guided them out of the door and back to their rooms. Karamatsu closed the door. Neither Osomatsu nor their father even noticed that they left. They were too into this fight to really care. Osomatsu glared daggers at their father as he looked at him the same way, chest heaving and teeth gritted, they looked like a pair beasts waiting for the other to strike so they instantly could retaliate. Karamatsu never liked it when they were like this. “Papa…” Karamatsu started, daring to step forward and join the fray. “And you!” His father angrily pointed at him, “You know your brother was doing this and yet you didn’t stop him?” Osomatsu looked sharply at Karamatsu, questioning him how stupid he was to even go near them, “Hey! Keep Karamatsu out of this old man! You have a problem with me!” He tried his best to regain and retain his father’s hate.   “Yes I have a problem with you!” Osomatsu had successfully gotten his father’s attention once more, “You were supposed to be my heir, the next boss... but all you do is play around. You don’t give a rat’s ass about this family. You disgust me and I am so disappointed in you. Your motherdidn’t die for this.” Osomatsu’s breath was caught in his throat. Of all the things he had to throw at him, it just had to be about his mother’s death — the one thing that could easily crush Osomatsu and leave him crying for days. It had always been a sensitive subject for both of them and he couldn’t believe how his father used it against him, just because he found some drugs he wasn’t even addicted to. Osomatsu huffed. He had enough of this. And so he left the room, slamming the door behind him.   Karamatsu was stunned, still hanging on to the last words his father said. Frozen from where he stood his father’s words rang fresh in his ears. “Your mother didn’t die for this.” It saddened him to hear those words but when he saw his father grinding his teeth, seeing pure regret over his words, the pain in Karamatsu’s heart grew. His father still loved their mother so much. Karamatsu turned on his heels and ran after Osomatsu. He caught up to him in no time, as the eldest brother had just descended down the last step of the grand staircase. Karamatsu was almost leaping, taking three steps at a time and finally he was abreast his older brother. “I’m sure Papa did not mean to say that.” “I don’t even know what Papa meant to say.” Osomatsu answered, anger seething and burning in his eyes, “The old man clearly hates me.” “You know why he’s strict with you.” Karamatsu tried to reason. One of their attendants was already waiting for them by the door, holding Osomatsu’s coat out for him. Osomatsu grabbed his coat and wrapped it over his shoulders, “well, I have enough of it for tonight.” “Where are you going?” “I don’t know and don’t follow me Karamatsu. I swear I’ll hate you if you do.” He warned him. Karamatsu stopped walking, following the orders of his older brother and watching him walk towards the dark car that was also waiting for him. He wanted to follow him and to make sure Osomatsu would not do anything stupid that would cause him harm, but feared that Osomatsu might make true of what he said, and he didn’t want his older brother to hate him even the slightest. The car drove away and vanished into the darkness of the woods that surrounded their mansion, “be careful, aniki.” Karamatsu whispered with his feet still glued on where he stood. Tonight, all he could do was wait. It was late. Karamatsu looked out the window from his room. He had just tucked in Ichimatsu and Jyushimatsu, in the latter’s room. They wanted to stay late and wait for their eldest brother to go home but sleep was more powerful and soon they succumbed to it. Todomatsu was the first to sleep and Choromatsu had to carry the boy all the way back to his room. As for the youngest of the triplets, Choromatsu too had fallen asleep on Karamatsu’s room, on his couch, falling victim to sleep and fatigue. It was a stressful day and even Karamatsu was already getting tired, however his guilt and worry for his beloved older brother was more than enough to keep his eyes peeled open as it looked outside into the dark for any sign of Osomatsu. He doubted a bit if Osomatsu would even consider coming back home. For all he knew he could be sleeping in some brothel, high, and balls deep inside one of his favorite sluts. Karamatsu tightened his fist and shook his head. No. Osomatsu would come home, he knew that everyone would be waiting for him.   His prayers had been answered soon enough by a small glimmer of light peeking through the dark woods. Karamatsu instantly ran outside of his room, leaving the sleeping Choromatsu where he was. Karamatsu ran to the halls and down the grand staircase. He just saw a car, but who knew if that car was empty or not. There were times that Osomatsu would ask his attendants to leave him alone, so that was a possibility. But Osomatsu came home! He came home right? Karamatsu had not even reached the door when it slightly opened, emerging from it’s small opening was Osomatsu, looking like a complete mess. He was drunk, just a few feet away from him and the stench of alcohol would invade your nose. His clothes looked like it was sloppily put on him, and Karamatsu knew that he had one of their attendants to probably dress him up by force. Osomatsu wobbled as he took a step and Karamatsu was quick to catch him. Karamatsu frowned as he inhaled his brother’s scent. He stank even more up close. “I’m home~” “Welcome back. Now let’s get you to bed, my dear brother.” Karamatsu helped Osomatsu walk towards his room, but rather than helping it was like he was literally dragging the drunk older brother across the floor.  When the attendants offered them help, Karamatsu dismissed them away. He’d rather be the only one to take care of him. They went to Osomatsu’s room and Karamatsu carefully sat him down in his bed. He started to remove his coat and quietly tossed the dirty clothing aside.  He continued to unbutton his vest, all the while listening to Osomatsu as he told him in full detail all the things he did that night; how he went to a bar and found a beautiful girl there, how they agreed to have a little fun and  how he fucked her in the dark alley just outside the bar. Karamatsu was used to this, his brother was someone who’d enjoy sex with strangers whose name he did not even know and would’ve been forgotten in the morning, and pretty sure all this fancy tales, though they might be exaggerated sometimes, were exactly what had happened. “Karamatsu… is everyone asleep?” Osomatsu asked when he finally got bored of Karamatsu’s lack of excitement from his story. “Yes they are. They’ve been waiting for your return.” Karamatsu answered as he let Osomatsu take care of his own belt and pants. Osomatsu stood up, wobbling a little and making Karamatsu flinch, ready to catch him.  But Osomatsu just laughed at him and pulled his pants down, tossing it carelessly on the floor, “Say.. were you waiting for me as well? Karamatsu smirked, “I’m still awake, am I not?” Osomatsu sat on the bed, bouncing a bit from the fluffiness of the mattress. He was in his boxers now, with all his dirty clothes discarded. Seeing him lay there, it was a signal for Karamatsu to turn around and pick up the clothes they had thrown aside, but even before he could take another step Osomatsu pulled him down to the bed, and let him fall beside him. Osomatsu propped himself up and grinned at his younger brother. “Niisan can’t sleep Karamatsu.” “After all that, you’re still wide awake?” “Eeeh~ The night was still young but my bodyguard literally pulled me away and stuffed me in the car.” Osomatsu whined, pouting a bit. “He did the right thing.” Karamatsu tried to pull himself away from Osomatsu only to be pulled back down. “What is it now?” “Like I said, niisan is still not sleepy…” Osomatsu looked at Karamatsu and was amused at how it seemed he was still ready to go outside at any moment. Osomatsu knew how worried he had been and how he would go out and search the whole downtown, if he had not gone home with their men. Typical Karamatsu. Lovely Karamatsu. Osomatsu licked his drying lips, “You were waiting for me this late… I need to reward you for that.” Karamatsu sighed, “Reward me by sleeping properly on your own and not getting into trouble.” “Really? That is enough for you?” Karamatsu hesitated to answer and in that hesitation Osomatsu made a move and rolled towards Karamatsu just to sink into a kiss. Osomatsu grinned against his lips when he felt how eager Karamatsu was in kissing him back. He let his hands travel as they slid behind Karamatsu’s head,  fingers digging in his hair and pulling him nearer as he crushed his mouth in a wilder and sloppier kiss. Osomatsu was laughing, despite being breathless, when he pulled himself away. His eyes slowly rolled down and saw how hard Karamatsu had became simply from that kiss alone. Osomatsu raised a brow and gave Karamatsu a small peck before he touched him over his pants. Osomatsu hummed as he felt the bulge firm under his palm, “Can you really sleep now Karamatsu?” Karamatsu growled, pulling Osomatsu to another kiss. Osomatsu worked as Karamatsu kissed him with much intensity, he removed Karamatsu’s belt and pulled down his pants, he then moved on to his shirt, clumsily unbuttoning his blue top, stripping him like how his brother did for him. Osomatsu tore himself away from Karamatsu’s mouth, only to continue kissing him as he travelled down his neck, “Karamatsu…” Osomatsu teased, “what kind of reward do you want from niichan?” He breathed against his skin. Osomatsu looked up to him and saw how red his cheeks had gotten, “W-whatever you see fit brother…” he told Osomatsu. Osomatsu nibbled on Karamatsu’s ear, “But I want to spoil you Karamatsu… tell niichan what you want?” His voice barely graze his throat as he huskily whisper in his ears making Karamatsu shiver. “...I want you to be mine…” Osomatsu slowly and tenderly massaged the bulge hidden underneath Karamatsu’s underwear, and in every touch it grew harder and harder. Karamatsu was grunting, being more frustrated by Osomatsu’s teasing. “I’m already yours Karamatsu — ah! Hmm? Did you get jealous when I told you all about my little trip?” “Yes.”   Osomatsu placed a small kiss on Karamatsu’s forehead, his hands still caressing Karamatsu over the fabric. “It’s ok. Niichan understands. I’ll pay more attention to you then Karamatsu. So what do you want niichan to do again?” Karamatsu rolled away, to Osomatsu’s surprise, he went towards the bedside drawer and took something from it. Osomatsu smiled when his brother came back with a bottle of lube, looking shy with a blush painting his whole face. Karamatsu gave the bottle to Osomatsu and spread his legs a bit. “Will you…do me… like that too?” Osomatsu grinned at the offer, as far as he knew he had sobered up a while ago, but that did not mean he would not be able to give his brother the same wild night he had experienced, but then again Osomatsu knew that what he had a while ago would be completely boring compared to what he would do to Karamatsu. Of course his tale was a bit exaggerated, especially the part where we said he enjoyed it, he was with Karamatsu and he enjoyed getting his little brother all jealous and riled up. Because making love to a jealous, possessive younger brother was the best. Choromatsu did not even knock when he entered Osomatsu’s room. He already  knew where his two older brothers were — or at least one of them if the eldest did not come home — the moment he woke up and realized that he was still in Karamatsu’s room. “Good morning you two.” Choromatsu said so formally, disgusted at the thick and heavy smell hanging inside the room. Their clothes were on the floor and Choromatsu could not stop himself from picking it up. Karamatsu sat up and yawned, his hair in disarray with hickeys and bite marks all over his neck, shoulders and arms. “Choromatsu! Let me help you —” But he was cut off when Osomatsu rolled over to him with his arm stretching across Karamatsu and pulling him down. Osomatsu snuggled against Karamatsu. “Good morning Chororin~” Osomatsu greeted without even lifting his head. Karamatsu laughed a bit and brushed Osomatsu’s hair aside. “Oh you’ve managed to come home. That’s great news.” Osomatsu lifted his hand and gestured an ‘ok’. “By the way, on my way here someone told me that Papa wanted to see you.” Choromatsu  reported, frowning a bit at a lipstick stain on Osomatsu’s pants. Osomatsu sat up, so quickly that he felt dizzy a bit.  “Papa wanted to see me?” “You’re not still angry about what happened yesterday… right?” Choromatsu said, dumping everything onto one side and then rubbing his hands to dust the dirtiness of those clothes away. Osomatsu looked down and played with his fingers. Karamatsu sat up as well and leaned on Osomatsu’s shoulder, he enveloped him in his arms and held his fidgeting fingers on his hands, rubbing them gently to calm his older brother. Osomatsu snuggled against Karamatsu. “I’m ok now.” Choromatsu lifted his eyebrows at the cheesy display of these two lovebirds so early in the morning. Drugs was one thing but if their father knew that these two were in an incestous relationship, who knew what would happen to not only one but two heirs of the family. If these two would be really stupid enough, Choromatsu might end up being the next Don of the family. Choromatsu shuddered at the thought. “Don’t worry, I’ll be there with you the whole time.” Karamatsu assured. “Ah. No you won’t. Papa said that he needs Osomatsu alone this time. He was very strict about that. We can’t even tail them from afar.” Choromatsu answered. “Oh!” But Karamatsu was quick to turn this situation around, “That’s great news brother! It might be your chance to finally redeem yourself of what happened yesterday and to mend your relationship with Papa again.” “You’re right!” Osomatsu exclaimed, “if I do a great job on this meeting Papa might let me have some of our drugs.” “What?” Choromatsu reacted, “Can you just focus on staying on Papa’s good side for now.” “True, I don’t think he would let you do that at all.” “What is the point then?” Karamatsu shook his head and pushed Osomatsu out of the bed, as Choromatsu went to Osomatsu’s closet. Choromatsu started to pull a set of trousers and proper clothes. “Here, wear this and this.” Choromatsu placed the clothes on the nearby table. “I need you to make yourself presentable for this meeting.” “What a bother.” Osomatsu went on with it anyway, and with the help of both Karamatsu and Chroromatsu, they managed to get Osomatsu ready. Breakfast was full of energy as usual, especially when their father was not there. The younger brothers who had missed Osomatsu last night were all clinging to their older brother.   Todomatsu sat on Osomatsu’s lap, Ichimatsu on the other, while Jyushimatsu hung behind Osomatsu’s chair. Good thing the eldest had finished eating or else he would not be able to with all of his younger brothers around. “You didn’t tell us our bedtime story!” Todomatsu accused, “I had to listen to Choromatsu-niisan read the story, and the only reason I fell asleep was because it was so boring.” “Hey!” Choromatsu reacted and everyone laughed. “Don’t worry everyone, I’ll come back home tonight and tell you that bedtime story.” Osomatsu promised. “Read the one with the lion!” Jyushimatsu was already excited. “Yeah, I love it when niisan growls.” Ichimatsu added. Osomatsu looked on the other side of the table to where Karamatsu was still slowly eating, “Oh, Karamatsu love it too when I growl. Don’t ‘ya Karamatsu?” Karamatsu almost choked on his food while Choromatsu rolled his eyes and the little ones laughed again. “Young master Osomatsu.” The attendant finally came inside the dining room, “your father awaits.” Osomatsu placed Todomatsu and Ichimatsu down each earning a pat on their head. “I guess I have to go now. Wish me luck everyone.” They arrived at the pier. A usual location for any meeting. The other party was already there when they arrived though and Osomatsu was glad that they didn’t have to wait that long. He really wanted to go back home at once and probably ask Karamatsu and Choromatsu to go out and have fun with him. He still had not made it up to Choromatsu for making him worry last night. Osomatsu was looking outside and everyone that were standing around looked like henchmen and bodyguards, from their built alone. If worse came to worse, Osomatsu might be able to fight one or two of those men, but if they all came for him, he knew he would be done for. Better behave. The car stopped and Don Matsuno came out of the other car that Osomatsu’s was following. The car he was in followed suit and stopped as well. Osomatsu came out, ready for anything his father would tell him to do. “Is that him?” One of the guards pointed at him. Don Matsuno looked sadly at Osomatsu while the boy looked back at him looking confused. His father closed his eyes and gritted his teeth as he nodded. “Yes. That’s him.” The answer was too quiet for anyone to really hear. Osomatsu was about to ask his father something when two men suddenly grabbed him and ripped him away from his father’s side. “What is happening? Let go of me! I said let go! Father? What is this?” Osomatsu was starting to panic. Even as he could feel something was wrong with what was happening around him, Osomatsu still wouldn’t do anything to these men without his father’s word. Just one word and he would raise hell, but without it he could only let himself be dragged off. His father must have something up his sleeve. However, Don Matsuno just looked away and that was when Osomatsu really started to panic. “FATHER!” Osomatsu screamed and struggled as he watched his father slowly went back inside the car. “Let go of me!!” He struggled even more, managing to slip one of his arms out of their hold, but more men came and grabbed him, pushing him down on the ground. “FATHER!” Osomatsu shouted on top his lungs, “HELP ME!” He screamed for him. Osomatsu was gagged but even so he still tried to scream. His muffled screams continued to burst out of his lungs, as he felt his hands and feet getting tied up. Some men were sitting down on him, pushing him down with everything they’ve got just so they could subdue him. Suddenly Osomatsu heard someone cocking a gun beside him, and as he rolled his eyes towards the gun pointed at him Osomatsu knew that he should shut up instantly. The gun stayed against his head as he was pulled up to his feet and stuffed inside the car. Someone inside was already waiting for him to go in, welcoming him with a gun as well. Osomatsu  had no choice but to sit quietly in between two men, both pointing a gun at him. The car they were in started to drive away. It was a sellout. His father sold his eldest son to some other family whose identity Osomatsu would soon find out at the end of this ride.   Osomatsu was not surprised that this happened, but he still felt betrayed. Remorse felt bitter on his tongue. His father sold him. At what price? At what condition? Why did he choose this instead of some other way? Osomatsu was thinking, thinking as hard as he could as felt the car make turns and increase speed on a freeway. He did not even bother looking at where they came from and know where they heading. Because in all those thoughts inside his mind, one was the most persistent: His father really hated him, huh? The car went through the tunnel and everything had gone dark, through the limited light and closed space, Osomatsu was not stupid enough to try and fight here just to die without even knowing to whom he was sold to. At least he needed to know who was stupid enough to take his father’s trash off of him.   Osomatsu bit the cloth in his mouth. He wanted to bite into his lips and make them bleed just to be sure that this was not a dream, but he could not and it frustrated Osomatsu even more. One thing was for sure though, that was the last time Osomatsu had looked at his father as a man worthy of his love and respect, a man he admired and aspired to be, and as a man that he would want to call father. This was the end of Osomatsu Matsuno, and the beginning of his hell. Please drop_by_the_archive_and_comment to let the author know if you enjoyed their work!