Gathering the Falling Stars

hey everyone! i hope you have been enjoying this story we are nearing the end of it! yay!

A/N

Babby - ill pass on the link anyway ya everyone has to talk in court whose involved and Junko is right in the middle of the problem...


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Chapter 42


Malcom sighs then stands.

"I would like to call Defendant Hoshi to the stand." Hoshi stands up and walks to the seat as he was sworn in.

Junko and Youji hold hands. Youji seems more confident than his brother, but then again, if put on the stand, Youji has every intention of lying through his teeth if he has to. Malcom walks over.

"Hoshi how would you describe your relationship with your late father?" Hoshi looks at the jury.

"He meerly a sperm donor. He only cared about himself." Malcom nods.

"Did you have any reason to kill your father?" Hoshi shakes his head.

"I hated the man but i couldnt kill him." Malcom nods and turns.

"Nothing further." He sits down as Ryan stands up.

"You say you didnt have any reason to kill your father. Then your obviously not being truthful to this court. Didnt you find out the day of your father's death that he was the cause of your fiance's family problems?" Hoshi glares at him.

"Yes."

"What did you find out?" Hoshi growls slightly.

"Maximous was the one who sent the tip to Social Services to take the children away." His voice angry.

Ryan grinned before grabbing a file.

"Oh but that wasnt the whole thing was it? You found out something that was even a more bitter pill to swallow wasnt it. You found out someone very close to your fiance worked for Remington. Who was it?" Hoshi keeps his mouth shut as the judge looks at him.

"Please answer the question Mr. Morgan." Hoshi looks to the judge then to Junko his eyes burned with angry.

"Caleb Grant." Junko rears back as though slapped, turning wide eyes to Malcom.

"What?" he whispers fervently.

Malcom's jaw dropped as Hoshi glares as Ryan.

"So you found out the guy that had made out with your fiance worked for your father. What did you do after that?" Hoshi glares.

"I needed to go out for some air. What man wouldnt?" Ryan smirks.

"Where did you go then?"

"To visit Junko's mother at Heaven's Gate mental home then to my friend Candi's hair salon." Hoshi trailed off as Ryan smirked.

"And then to your fathers. His wife states that she heard you and your father arguing with each other rather loudly. She heard you threaten to kill him." Junko lost all color and his hand gripped Youji's painfully.

Youji didn't react but to squeeze back, his own heart in his throat. Hoshi keeps his mouth shut as Malcom pulls out a picture.

"Mr. Morgan do you reconize this knife?" He shows Hoshi the picture.

"Yes." Ryan shows the picture to the jury and to Malcom.

"Where did you see it?" Hoshi grit his teeth.

"It was my knife. I bought if for my 20th birthday."

"This is the knife that was used to slice off Remington's penis and slash his throat." Hoshi's eyes darken.

"When was the last time you saw the knife?" Hoshi sighs.

"The night he was killed. I gave it to Sandra Remington. For protection against that piece of crap." Malcom looks at Hoshi as he feels his stomach hit the floor.

This did not look good. In Junko's mind, he sees them cuffing his lover and Jacklon...he sees them being taken from him and he can't handle it. He swallows hard, wondering what he would do if it came to that. He doesn't want to think he would abandon Youji and the kids for Hoshi...but now that his mother was better, it wasn't like they didn't have someone they loved to care for them...Junko shook his head hard. No. It wouldn't come to that. It...it couldn't. Ryan smirked then pulled out an evidence bag.

"Now Mr. Morgan you probably reconize this?" Hoshi looks at it.

"Thats a white glove that has my initials stiched into it." Ryan nods.

"And you probably notice theirs blood on this glove. Remington's blood. Thats why there wasnt any blood on your clothes." Hoshi growls.

"No i havent seen that glove in awhile!" Ryan smirks then walks towards Jacklon.

"Then your brother stole it to frame you!" Hoshi stands up yelling.

"No my brother wouldnt kill that bastard!" Ryan smirks then moves over.

"Then that means that your the only person who could have killed a man your fiance stated as cruel." Hoshi growls like an animal.

"No i didnt kill him." The judge bangs the gavel.

"Mr. Morgan please control yourself. Counseler try that again and i will declare a mistrial." Hoshi sat down as Ryan stepped away.

"Nothing further." The judge sighs.

"There will be a 10 minute recess and the defence will call their last witness." The judge bangs the gavel as Hoshi gets up and walks to Malcom who was glareing daggers at Hoshi for hiding such things from him.

Junko takes Hoshi's hand as soon as the man is within reach. He wraps himself around his lover and holds him tight, fearing that Hoshi can feel his heartbeat through his chest. Hoshi hugs him tight as he whispers.

"Im sorry i didnt tell you... i didnt you want you upset." Junko leans up to ostensibly kiss Hoshi's cheek.

He whispers softly.

"If this goes wrong, I'll figure something out. I won't let them put you in a cage." He is shaking and frightened, but dead serious.

Hoshi holds him tight as Jacklon sits in his chair near Youji. Holding his hand he gently kissed Youji's hand. Youji taps nervously on his knee.

"D'you...this isn't good, is it?" Jacklon shakes hsi head.

"For Hoshi defenatly not. I dont know about me." Junko shakes his head.

"If they can get Hoshi, they have a very good chance of pinning you for, at the very least, aiding and abetting." Everyone begins to file back into the room.

Hoshi gives Junko one last kiss before going back to his seat.

"The defence calls Jacklon Morgan." Jacklon gets up and walks over to the stand and is sworn in.

"Jacklon do you have the same opinion that your brother does about your father."

"Yes." Malcom nods.

"Did your father treat you badly?" Jacklon sighs.

"He abondoned my brother and myself. The only time he ever gave a damn was when my brother or i were famous for something." Malcom nods and turns.

"Nothing further." Ryan stands up.

"So you said your father never cared unless you two were famous for something. I think everyone knows what Hoshi is famous for. But let me ask you this Jacklon." He leans against the stand.

"What were you famous for?" Jacklon gulps and keeps his mouth shut.

Youji shifts uncomfortably and settles closer to Junko, who wraps an arm over his shoulder.

"Im a wreastler." Jacklon says as Ryan steps back.

"Not just any wreastler isnt that right Jacklon. Arent you the number one Ultimate Surrender wreastler at the Arena?" Jacklon growls slightly.

"Yes."

"So when you wreastle your not wearing a lot and what is the prize for the winner?" Jacklon grits his teeth.

He mutters something as Ryan steps over.

"Louder for the jury to hear." Jacklon glares at the man.

"The winner fucks the loser." a slight gasp moves through the jury as Ryan steps back.

"That gives a reason as to why Remington's penis was sliced off."

"Objection!" Malcom stands up.

"Sustainned. Next time you let something slip contempt." Ryan turns and looks at Jacklon.

"Your boyfriend is Youji Collins correct?" Jacklon nods.

"He's the love of my life. Which is why i quit the Arena." Youji blushes, hoping the jury won't think badly of Jacklon, considering how young he is...

Ryan smirks.

"I have nothing further for this witness." The judge nods to Jacklon who walks back over.

"Now the prosecution will call their first witness." Ryan grins.

"The people call Sandra Remington to the stand." From the back of the room, a petite woman with dark hair and doe eyes stands.

She makes her way shyly to the witness stand, her smart suit pressed and obviously expensive. When she sits down, she crosses her legs demurely and slips a stray strand of ebony hair behind her ear. Ryan stands up.

"Now Ms. Remington i know this is hard for you. But please tell the court what you experience the night of your husbands death." Sandra nods slowly, her hands resting in her lap.

"Hoshi came to our home. I let him in and later on, I heard them arguing." She turns apologetic eyes to Hoshi as she continues.

"I heard him...threaten to kill Max...Then he came to me and told me to take the knife for...for protection. Not long after Jacklon came. He, too argued with Max, but he left afterward."

"What is your opinion of the defendants?" Sandra leans forward with a look of conviction.

"They're good boys, sir. They'd never kill anyone!"

"But you yourself puts both of them in the house. And you never saw Remington after they left did you?" Ryan was a little teed off that his witness was sandbagging him.

Sandra shakes her head.

"They were in the house, yes. But they wouldn't do this."

"Thank you nothing further." Ryan turned sitting down as Malcom stood up.

"Ms. Remington was your husband a good man?" Sandra is quiet for a moment before answering.

"He was...no. No, he wasn't." she finishes, feeling guilty, but being honest.

Malcom nods.

"When did you find out about your husbands affair with Alya Morgan?" Sandra's eyes go distant.

"I didn't find out until after Hoshi was born."

"Didnt you want a divorce i mean he had another child with the woman?" Sandra shakes her head.

"No. I loved him. I knew when I married him it would be hard to keep his attention. And...I adored Hoshi...We hadn't been able to have any children of our own..."

"What about Jacklon did you adore him as much?" Sandra nodded.

"They looked so much like their father. And they were so sweet. Hoshi used to bring me drawings from school when he was little." She gave a small pained laugh.

"There were always two mommies..."

"Why no daddy?" Malcom stands by her.

Sandra glares.

"If you must know, now. Max wasn't...active in their lives until Hoshi started singing..."

"Thank Ms. Remington nothing further." The judge nods to Sandra letting her know she could take a seat.

Sandra nodded and stood slowly, making her way back to her seat with her head held high.


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