James grinned and continued to guide Kinjo in doing the hand job; Kinjo's soft hands felt good on him. He moaned a little quieter and nuzzled Kinjo, "Yes, you will touch me. As well, you will pleasure me this way..." He said lifting his other hand to trail a finger down the middle of Kinjo's chest before looking to the bite mark he did to Kinjo a few days before. It was nearly healed, wait... He took in the others and was shocked. Kinjo was healing? Already? Sure he healed fast, but not that fast. No matter he would think of this later. As for now he was making Kinjo do was he wanted. James continued his work with Kinjo's hand till he was hard and ready for the next part but, he still made Kinjo just do it for a little longer. Next he'd mouth rape Kino, and finger fuck him. Then when he was done... He'd finish Kinjo with a hand job to make Kinjo feel bad most likely.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>For the last five days Jason hadn't gone to school, he didn't even care anymore to show up. In his mind he had gone from being sad and upset to worried, currently on the teetering side of worried and pissed. Kinjo was his best friend, without him he was alone. Popularity was not enough, he had a friend to fill how empty he was, no one knew how alone he felt and Kinjo filled it for him. He even as beginning to feel at home with Kinjo's foster family, it was hard not to say "father" or "mother" to them for how they made him feel. Even his ghostly mother understood, she wanted him happy and the only reason she was around was to make sure her son was smiling. Yet most of the time he wasn't...<br/><br/>Sitting in Angel's patrol car Jason sighed and hugged Kinjo's backpack to himself as he was curled up in the back seat. His head resting on the fabric of the bag as he held it close, he was waiting for Angel to get back with lunch. He'd sit shotgun but he refused the privilege. Hearing a tap he jolted and came to the door, Angel sighed and let him out. Explaining she needed him upfront for a while. He nodded and went to sit in the front by her as she sat down in her seat. Both buckled up and soon drove off, Jason barely even ate his food and she didn't take notice even when he bagged it up. With a glance she sighed, "I know the boy was your best friend, but we will find him. Just be glad you found a way to be able to find him." He shrugged and turned her radar up as a call came for them to head down to a dispute and ruckus that a large group of unruly teens were causing.<br/><br/>Soon as they arrived Jason could tell the teens were not wanting to really listen to the cops and no one wanted to fire on anyone of them. From where he sat in the cop car he could see windows broken and doors busted in, many buildings vandalized. It was weird. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out the badge and put it on the inside of his jacket before getting out to help Angel with a few teens who looked pissed. He hadn't seen them before but something told him this was not normal. The groups looked like wannabe gangsters. He wasn't dressed like a cop because he was helping Angel, he was more of a detective partner, so he was normal dressed.<br/><br/>Scanning the area he saw a teen with a bat and blinked. Anger clear on his face as the male was about to attack the officer giving threats. Running over Jason slammed his fist into the side of the teen's face with a dark glare, the teen stumbled and turned on him making it into a fight instead of Jason protecting the dumb cop. Right then Jason snapped and began to brutally beat the shit out of the teen; blacking his eyes, breaking his nose, and bruising his ribs till he was told to stop. Shaking a bit he growled and hissed, "Scram you idiot before I break your hands next!" The teen took off leaving Jason with the cop and his own partner Angel was no where to be seen.