Fight With Fire(Reserved)

[Kaitou_Dark_Sama]

Kryo had been purchased, after years of being forced to live the way he did someone had paid for him and would be picking him up in a few hours. He didn't have any belongings for himself except for his clothes so packing up only took a few minutes. After everything was away he sat on his bed and sighed saying his last goodbyes to this place that had been his room for the past eleven years. He knew he would have to move to the front soon, to wait to get picked up. He had no one to say goodbye to, everyone who knew him would be very glad to see him finally leaving. He was the 'problem' child that no one seemed to really like and was constantly picked on for every possible reason. Generally it was because he was so pretty yet had a terrible attitude, he still didn't believe he was as 'pretty' as people said he was but he was past arguing with them.

Someone knocked on his door and he was quick to his feet to answer it. His manager was standing on the other side frowning down at him but Kryo could still see the excitement in his features. “Come on, your ride's going to be here soon.” he said before looking at the bag Kryo had on his bed. “Is that all you're bringing?” he asked. Kryo looked down at the ground, chewing at his lip. “That's all I have...” he said quietly. The manager was silent for a moment before sighing, “Just grab it and go wait down by the door, your owner will be here in a few minutes to come and get you.” he left with that. Kryo stared across the hallway, green eyes focusing on nothing before he went back into the room and picked up his bag and did as he was told.

He sat down in one of the chairs where customers often sat to wait for their whore to join them, but nobody came around this early in the day so he was all alone, waiting to see the car pull up that would take him away from this place. He had heard very little about the person who was coming to get him, he had no idea whether he was a creepy old man or a pervert who would just lock him up and fuck him whenever he felt horny. He was finally starting to get nervous about it too. It wasn't like he could do anything though, especially not as he saw a car pull up and someone start to approach the building. He looked down at the floor and shut his eyes, taking a deep breath and hoping for the best.

[Mistress Amelia]

"-and rremember, it's just for testing, so don't get too attached."

"Of course not Sir."

Deyton recalled the discussion he had with his boss earlier that day as he drove along the highway. The company had never done anything such as this before, but with the increase in popularity for the merchandise and a lot of new models, testing was a given. He also knew that if he wanted to stay on his boss' good side, he'd have to be the one to do it. The boss too, was being pestered by another company in the same business to work for them and if he eventually takes the offer, Deyton would want to take the empty seat as President. He turned a corner, driving onto even yet another foreign street. There was no surprise to why these people would have their business in such a place, seeing as it is wrong on so many levels. He still doesn't know why he, of all people, chose to do this, especially since he was never shown a picture of it by anyone. If it was ugly, there is no way he was going to get it up.

One more turn onto another street, and he was at the place. Parking quickly, he got out of the car and began to walk towards the rather shady looking building. Having gone over it in his head only once, he decided should make sure he knew what he was doing. First, he would enter the building and slip the paperwork into the slot. Then he was to take the only person sitting in the lobby with him. He would say nothing to him upon entering the car, and put him straight into the room he had prepared him once he got back to his apartment. The company made it clear that he was to follow these guidelines and if he did otherwise, they would fire him instantly.

Grabbing the door handle, Deyton stepped into the building. After shoving the paperwork in the manila envelope through the slot, he turned to look for what had just been purchased. The bright blue hair wasn't hard to miss. He began to walk towards him - from what he saw right now, at least it had a pretty face. Stopping, he stood tall above the figure sitting in the chair. "Come with me." he said in a low monotone voice, moving his head slightly to motion which direction they were to go. Deyton turned around, expecting it to follow him. Once he was back at his car, he opened to door t the backseat of his car, shutting it once everything was in. Walking swiftly to the driver's side, he sat behind the wheel and started up the car. What merchandise would he be using first?

[Kaitou_Dark_Sama]

Kryo sat there examining the person who walked in, he didn't look nearly as old as a lot of the men Kryo had been forced to be with before. Of course this time around it was a lot different. He had been bought, he was owned by this man. He examined him as thoroughly as he could, chewing at his lip as he did so. At least he wasn't hard to look at, though he didn't look like the nicest person, which was what made Kryo start to fidget. His hands started to wring out the bottom of his shirt as he looked down at the ground waiting for him to finish up with the paper work. Kryo flinched when the older man stood over him and spoke, the tone he had used was not one Kryo could say he liked, but at least he wasn't yelling and he didn't look to mad at him.

He got up, lifting his bag in front of him, and followed his new owner out to the car, climbing in as he was motioned to, the door slamming shut behind him. He did up his seat belt, his bag sitting in his lap as he chewed at his lip. He would not say anything unless spoken to, but this was an almost awkward silence. At least to Kryo it was very awkward, he didn't know how the other man felt about it. To try and void off this awkward feeling and awkward fidgeting he looked out the window, not that there was very much to see. As far as the eye could see was grey steel or brown brick. Sometimes a spark of colour from a person's clothing or a sign. He didn't like this 'metal country' in fact he borderline hated it, but he couldn't do anything about it except dream that one day he would see the sky.

He did briefly wonder how long this car ride would be, what they would do when they got where they were going, how he would live from here on out. But he couldn't ask, even if he opened his mouth to try and ask he quickly snapped it shut and looked out the window again. He let out a slight frustrated sigh but aside from that kept his entire self completely expressionless, hiding his emotions the same way he had for many years before this.

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