Little Michie and "Bonten".

Takemichi Hanagaki is a small, still very young, five-year-old boy. His raven hair and eyes the color of the ocean attract and make even the most evil creatures fall in love with him. The boy has loving, but at the same time very cold parents. Until the age of five, they did not distance themselves from him and often did not ignore him because of work. Little Takemichi was too offended, so he responded to his relatives in the same way. Because of the backlash, they completely stopped paying attention to the child, but bought clothes and gave him food. Everything seemed to be fine, but one day everything changed too much. *** Summer evening, cold breeze outside, a little rain. The sky was a dark shade, because it was late. Although the clouds blocked the view of the entire sky, a couple of sparkling lights were visible - these are bright stars. A little boy of five years old was sitting on his bed in his room. The calm expression on his face did not even indicate that the boy was too small. White T-shirt with a black hare and dark blue shorts. Blue eyes darted their gaze to the sky. “It’s already quite late, and dad is still not at home. Even though they don’t pay attention to me because of work, I worry about them.” Too old for a five year old boy. A couple of seconds later, the sound of a door slamming was heard on the first floor. The boy immediately stood up, ran to the door, opened it and quietly went downstairs. Suddenly there were oohs and ahs that were full of fear. "What's happened?" Takemichi thought. He decided to stay on the staircase and see what happened there. It was in vain. The eyes, dimmed by what they saw, darted to the mother. Her black hair spread across her face and her green eyes trembled. There was a handprint on the mother's face, which she covered with her palm, trying to cope with the pain. The gaze rested on the evil father. The red hair seemed to rise up at the ends, and the blue eyes exuded pure evil. The strong hand, still raised to strike, fell. The grimace writhed with aggression. Little Hanagaki immediately ran into the room and, thinking with such a childish mind, still locked the door. Below, on the first damned floor, sounds of pain were still heard. The boy wanted to help his mother like crazy, but fear did not allow him. It was as if he was saying: “Sit here and don’t stick your head out anywhere, you trashy boy.” Conscience and the bitterness of regret pressed heavily, but the evil thoughts in my head won. It was as if they were deliberately creating an even more frightening atmosphere in order to intimidate the child’s consciousness. “Was dad drunk?”, “Why did dad beat mom?”, “What happened?” The severity of thoughts made itself felt: tears flowed from the eyes, and the ears were instantly covered with small hands. The sounds were muffled, and then were not heard at all. “When will this end?” Yes. Probably everything started from that day. Dad, no, father came in a drunken, inappropriate state. The mother, although she treated him coldly, still covered the boy with her own body. The boy had already had evil, painfully aggressive eyes in his nightmares. They told him to know his place and be silent. Takemichi woke up in a cold sweat with rapid breathing, but later calmed down. The anxiety inside became more and more, and reached its end when the sound of a slamming door was heard. Little feet immediately ran to the door and closed it. He knew that his mother had already locked herself in her room, so it was useless to rely on her. Every time a man arrived in an inadequate state, or rather always, cooked, hot and fresh food was quickly placed on the table. Then the monster becomes a little kinder, but did not slow down. Life was almost hell, but the key word here is “almost.” It wasn't all bad. Of course, the guardianship authorities would not interfere here, but who cares? Everything would be fine, life after the changes continued exactly the same for another year, but after the passage of time everything changed. Another event happened. When Takemichi was already six years old, he could clean himself and cook a little. However, he was able to do something. Black curly hair has grown and become more wavy. The blue eyes haven't changed much, just darkened a little. He stretched out a little and became taller, which helped him run at least a little faster. One day, as the boy found out unknown how, his father joined a criminal group called “Bonten”. What was ridiculous was that the name meant God the Creator, and the group itself was involved in crime. Naturally, if the Bonten group is involved in crime, then it kills people, maybe robs banks. Well, in short: very evil people. The parent took the place of the “big shot”, which was actually a small fish. Why fish? Yes, because his father became stupid, like a cork in a wine bottle. He received good information, but it had consequences. His father caught Takemichi in the office, and he received several strong slaps in the face. A small stream of blood ran from his nose to his chin, his cheeks burned as if they were in hot iron. Holding back his sobs, the boy went up to his room and locked himself. As soon as he reached the bed, he plopped down into a cozy place and fell into a deep sleep. Sleep will help him relieve the pain, but an evil feeling haunts him. Something has to happen. *** Waking up from unbearably loud sounds, Michie jumped out of bed in horror and ducked under it. Fear enveloped his entire body, because the sounds, as he understood, of gunshots were also heard. The bleeding from the nose had already stopped, but my cheeks were still burning a little. The blue eyes were closed with anxiety and could not be seen. With his head in his hands, his black hair was a little tousled. A few minutes later the door to the room was knocked down and someone entered. Takemichi could see black shoes completely stained with someone's blood. They left marks on the white carpet. A velvety, crazy for a boy, stern voice rang out: - Hey, crap, crawl out. Am I supposed to look for you? - The stranger’s voice was saturated with disgust and, as was said, a certain madness. Takemichi covered his mouth with his hands, and tears began to pour out of his eyes. The stranger only continued his speech: -Little bastard, I will find you. No matter how long you hide, I will find you.” He drawled, opening the closet doors. “Huh?” “Again.” “Why, why are the doors so fragile?” Annoying. - A shot was heard. Hanagaki shuddered and pressed himself harder against the wall. The next sight scared him out of his mind: crazy emerald eyes looked at him, and the smile with diamond-shaped scars on the corners of his mouth became wider. The pink hair of the stranger fell a little over his face, a little onto his shoulders. Takemichi was frozen in fear and stupor from the situation. Green-eyed, taking advantage of the situation, grabbed the boy tightly by the elbow and pulled him out from under the bed. “Ah!” the boy squeaked. The pink-haired one just laughed and bent down a little closer to the younger man's face. -What, does it hurt? Ha ha! Does something like this hurt you? “Ridiculous, rubbish.” The emerald eyes narrowed and looked with mockery at the boy, who was in complete horror. Another male voice was heard from out of nowhere. -Sanzu, are you done? The boss says that we need to go to a meeting with drug dealers soon! - “Sanzu”... Is that his name? Judging by the face of this “Sanzu”, the news was purely unpleasant for him. - Oh, son of a bitch, shut up! “I found some rubbish, what should I do with it, huh?!” The pink-haired one shouted. A man with purple-black hair and amethyst eyes entered the room with an interested look. The indifferent face added charm, and the downcast corners of the eyes indicated that the man wanted to sleep. “By “rubbish,” did you mean “this”? - Asked the man, still unfamiliar to Takemichi. -Argh, damn Haitani, why are you so stupid?! It’s logical that we’re talking about “this”! - A wreath appeared on the purple one’s forehead, indicating that one’s anger. Apparently, he was about to say something when he was interrupted. Another man with a similar appearance to the second one entered the room. The eyes were cold, but with a hint of fun. Short hair of exactly the same dark color, amazing. “Apparently, they are brothers,” Takemichi thought. Looking at the black-haired man, he chuckled and joined the dialogue. “Rindo, did Sanzu talk about this?” The named one gave him an affirmative nod, and he mumbled something inaudibly. -Ran, what time is it? Mikey said there would be a meeting soon. By the way, it should take place at two in the morning. - So it’s early, right? It's clear. But what kind of Mikey is this? Ran, Rindou, Sanzu... Who are they? “Oh, you’re right.” “Ran” looked at his wristwatch, “it’s already eleven in the evening.” I think we can take the boy to the boss. Let him think about what to do with him.” The boy began to look with even greater fear. A child's consciousness cannot withstand such strong psychological horror. Takemichi passed out and went limp. “Huh?” Sanzu exclaimed with irritation. “This rubbish has passed out, seriously?” “Haa,” a sigh was heard from Rindou. “You are incorrigible.” The boy lost consciousness due to pressure, Sanzu. -Ran just nodded, confirming his brother’s words. Sanzu was about to start a fight, but Ran began to speak: -Let's. We have to take him to Mikey, otherwise he’ll swat us like flies.” The trio began to leave the room with different emotions. Some with aggression, some with indifference, some with a hint of fun. There were sounds of something being dragged across the floor. Rindou turned around and saw Sanzu dragging Takemichi across the floor, holding him by the elbow. “You idiot,” he took the boy into his arms. “He’s a child and he has a weak body.” He finished and went to the car. Sanzu was only overcome by greater irritation and, through a river of blood, he walked to the exit and began an argument. Rindou just sighed and picked it up, while Ran silently drove the car. Dark night, bright moon, sky without a single cloud. A light wind swaying the trees. The little boy was taken by a criminal gang. What will happen next to his fate?