A Slave's Demeanor

[Teesie]

"You. You is what I was thinking of. I couldn't stand to let you stay in here and I knew you were treated badly." frowning he looked into the boy's eyes.

 

"I have two kids of my own and ... I wouldn't want them to be in this situation." His eyes darted to the smudges on the kids face and he slowly brought his hand up to wipe it away.

 

"I'm going to find a way to save you from this....trust me."

[b.lueeyes]

"God dammit, don't you get it?" He said, looking up sharply at him, his eyes bright and somewhat angry. "You have a family, why would you risk yourself when you know you've got people at home waiting for you? People who love you!" He yelled, shaking his head in anguish, causing one of the shoulders of his silk hakama to slide off. "You should concentrate on yourself; concentrate on stopping them from kidnapping people! Once we're in here, we can't get out! People have tried, and they're all dead!"

 

Lucan couldn't help the slight hysterics. Everything from the day was catching up to him; everything about this entire situation. The stories from today suddenly made sense. Everything made sense; he wasn't going to get out of here, Dimitri ruled everything here. He knew everything, knew everyone. And that meant his brother wasn't safe either. No one was.

[Teesie]

"I do understand, but there is one thing i'm not sure about." he started swallowing once he noticed hakama slid down off his shoulder. "That is how I feel about you. I don't know what it is about you, but you interest me." he finished.

 

Frowning Mihael cursed. "Though I know there is something we can do. I need your help." he confessed. Maybe this is what he needed. Someone working for the opposite team....

[b.lueeyes]

Luc let out a thin laugh. "What, you want me to be an informant?" He said with a roll of his eyes, running a hand through his hair. The teen was tired, scared and a little angry. He couldn't see how that could work. "Do you think they won't be keeping an eye on me? That always do; I'm watched twenty four seven pretty much, we all are. Dammit, I'm not the only one at risk here, and neither are you. I've got-" he choked, biting back tears again, quite literally biting into his bottom lip before continuing in a hushed whisper. "I've got family too. A brother; you think I could risk his life, as all as yours, just to give you info? Sometimes lives are worth more!"

[Teesie]

Mihaem sighed this kid was difficult. "We could work out something. You aren't watched twenty-four seven. You are most of the time I agree, but even thirty seconds would be long enough. I understand your worried about you family...your brother and I can-" he lowered his voice. "I can save him..where is he? Where does he live?" he asked he was serious here.

 

"Plus it won't be you always giving me info I will tell you things that can save you! Just....give it some though, but I need your answer before your taken away."

 

He had a plan. A plan that he thought could work. Yes it was risky on both their parts and deadly for Lucan, but they could try. But....if Lucan was to ever get hurt over him he could never forgive himself.

 

"No...just...forget I asked. I'll have to think of something else." he explained reaching forward to pull the kids hakama upon his shoulder.

[b.lueeyes]

Luc stiffened as the man reached out to touch him, and stayed still as his hand took hold of the fabric and dragged it back up. He reached up to shift it slightly, realising then his state of dress. "Sorry," he said quietly, his tone softer than before. "I...shouldn't be yelling at you, after what you tried to do for me."

 

What was this though? He barely knew this man; he'd met him other than this a grand total of one time. The pianist looked up at him, thinking hard for a moment. This man seemed adament that he could protect him, that some way he would be able to...get him out of here. Just who was he really? If he was that confidant that he could protect him and his brother, if he was offering it, from the mafia, who was he to have that power?

 

"My brother," he whispered quietly, shifting up onto his knees, getting just a little closer. "He's fourteen, his name is Noah. Noah Derosier," he said, some of his French coming back to him as he spoke the familiar last name. "He lives in France, with my mother; they moved back after I left for university." He didn't know why he was telling him this. "But...with me being gone for as long as I have been, I have no doubt he's over here somewhere."

[Teesie]

"Noah Derosier. Got it. I will track your brother down. I will protect him and your mother. I will take them both into my custody or if they refuse that I will have a twenty four hour watch on them. Their house outlined with security. If so there ever were an ambush they will have a safe route through their backdoor...into a getaway car...and to my house. I will give my life to protect them I swear." he said staring into the beautiful silver eyes burning into his soul.

 

Shifting away from Lucan he removed his jacket. The boy had gotten close to him and it was make him feel very uncomfortable. He wasn't strong enough....not enough will power to be that close to the kid. He didn't know what he was capable of.

 

"So do you trust me? That I will protect Noah Derosier and your mother?" he asked. He wanted to know if the kid believed in him. If he trusted the life of his family into the likes of his hand.

[b.lueeyes]

Lucan's eyes followed him as he removed his jacket, a ck of dark hair falling over his eyes. He took a deep breath, wanting to tell him that his mother would not matter; she would probably not care either way. She was more concerned with Noah, but then again so was he; it worked out well for the both of them to care about him instead of yelling at each other. But he chose not to, instead finding himself nodding.

 

He reached out a hand towards him, beathing out "Lucan Antois Derosier." He said quietly, partially introducing himself. "My brother calls me Lucah. He'll trust you if you tell him that."

[Teesie]

Smiling he reached to shake the boy's hand. "Mihael Aust Miller. Thank you. I will be sure to mention that." he said feeling a bit ecstatic. The boy had trusted him with his family's lives and that made him feel special. He would make up for this situation by protecting his precious brother. When Lucan...or Lucah said Noah's name it held so much emotions. He could tell that the boy really cared for him.

 

Pulling away his hand quickly he looked away. That touch....even for less than a minute sent tingles through his body and it disgusted him. The boy was only seventeen, yet he possessed feeling unknown to him for this boy. Was it......love? No! It couldn't be right? He had met this boy only twice...this being the second time; and mind you neither were proper dates. Though if it wasn't love what was it. What feeling besides love can make his heart race this fast? What feeling besides love can make him give everything he had for this one boy? What feeling besides love made him want to protect this boy with his life.

 

He closed his eyes and let out a dry chuckle. Pathetic....he had fallen in love with this kid that he barely knew.

[b.lueeyes]

Mihael. He knew it was something like that. It sounded German, but he couldn't be sure. His hand was warm and his grip not too tight; it was reassuring and pleasant. He looked up into those hazel eyes and nodded. Luc blinked once at the man when he chuckled, pulling his hand back to his body and stepping a little closer. This was private, and even though they were in a room like this, he didn't want anyone to hear. It was a stupid kind of paranoia, but he had it.

 

"In my apartment," he said quietly, seriously, but in his tone was a little waver of emotion. "There's a box by the side of my bed; it has some CD's in it. Give...give them to Noah; it'll give him something of me while I'm gone...please. This is the longest I've ever gone without contact."

[Teesie]

He smiled. "Your apartment? Hmm sure i'll find it. I'll be sure to give them to him and tell him that your fine. That you should be seeing him soon, because that is what I plan." Mihael stated moving back a little. The kid just kept getting close. He needed distance or else Lucan would lose all hope in him once he's ravished to the very inch of his life. Mihael was being as strong as he could be as it already was. He couldn't take no more than this. He was afraid he would crack. One whiff of the kid would drive him insane and that is what he was avoiding.

 

So CD's. Oh! That's right....he had forgot that the kid attended an art school for music lessons. Maybe the CD's had his recording. Mihael smiled....well that was cute. Making CD's for his brother was thoughtful.

 

"If I may ask....does those..." voice lowering. "CD's have your recordings?" he was curious. He wanted to know. Maybe if Lucan gave him permission he could listen to one as well.

[b.lueeyes]

Lucan's eyes widened in alarm and he took a half step back, his mouth dropping open. He floundered for a little while before his eyes narrowed in suspicion. "How do you know that?" He asked in a quiet whisper, looking even a little upset. This man knew him. He knew his age, he knew his name, he now knew his family, and he knew he was a music student! What else did he know? He was defensive; being kidnapped would do that to you.

 

There was a deep suspicion there, but of course there would be. Luc looked up at him, the emotions there, his silver eyes sharp even.

[Teesie]

Mihael eyes widen....he had offended the boy? Maybe he shouldn't have asked. "Um...i'm sorry if i made you upset. It wasn't in my intentions. Uh...i'm-i'm an agent. I know more about you than you think." he whispered. The last thing in his agenda was to make the boy angry, upset and or defensive.

 

Chuckling at the boy's defensive state he smiled at him. "Don't worry. I'm not a stalker." Although..... Hmm that made Miahel frown. He was in love with this kid. Plus he knew a lot about him in one day...did that make him a stalker? Of course not! He kicked himself virtually. He didn't search up on the boy after the club it was merely business. This room had him going crazy.

[b.lueeyes]

The teen's eyes had been wide, but if they could get any wider, they did. "An agent?" He breathed under his breath, his tone slightly shaky. That explained practically every question he had. This man was here, had come through here, because he was an agent; he had the power, ability and manpower to tear up the place (Lucan realised the must have tried to raid the place) and obviously, he'd been trying to uncover the cartels. Luc took a deep, shuddering breath, swallowing once. "Then..."

 

Was he here because he cared as well? Lucan wanted to kick himself for the thought. Just what kind of question was it? He barely knew him, yet...he was here trying to save him. The teen couldn't help but think...if he had the drive, and he had th power, and he had the ability, the manpower and of course the guts to do this, then, he probably would. "Yes," he whispered under his breath, looking up at him through his lashes, still tentative. His music was...private to say the least. "It's some of my recordings." The ones he didn't use for classes because they meant too much but still. They were his.

[Teesie]

Mihael smiled. "I can tell your very much emotionally attach to your music. I find that to be.....interesting." he confessed. The boy in front if him shouldn't belong in this bullshit of a place. He deserved to be out in University studying music in which he had a zeal for.

 

Shifting to the wall Mihael glanced at Lucan. "You seemed a bit surprised from before. I failed as an agent....I should have stayed away and prepared for this situation, yet I was repulsive and came here without a second thought."

 

He sighed. He had basically put everyone's life in danger because oh his absurd thinking.

 

Taking a deep breath he looked to the ceiling. "So tell me....how long have you been here?" he asked curiously. He hoped not for a long length of time. He didn't want the boy to break. To give up. He wanted him to continue with his hopes of one day escaping this place and Mihael will make sure that day would be soon.

[b.lueeyes]

Luc turned his eyes up a little more to the agent, thinking on the question. Then he sighed and turned away, walking slowly towards the couch and sinking into it again, his legs tucked under him in a way that covered them, but it didn't quite matter. He ran a hand through his hair, looking over to Mihael. He looked almost like a prize geisha lounging on a chaise. "Its been...just over a month. I've been here specifically, working here, for about two weeks. They put me ob last night...because they thought I had mellowed down since they first tried to get me to serve customers at the start. So...last night was really my first night on tables." He looked up at the agent from across the room. "Before that...they'd had me in the private rooms."

[Teesie]

Private rooms? "Private rooms? With you being only seenteen do they make you engage in sexual activities?" He hated having to ask that, but he wanted to know. He didn't want to remind the boy of the nights he was forced to do, but he needed a confirm answer to mark it as evidence in his memory. He wished...with a miracle that the boy didn't; or at least if he did they would let him keep his virginity in tact.

 

Mihael didn't know how he would feel if the boy said yes. After all, his new found feelings would only make it worse. Looking at the beautiful boy he awaited his answer.

[b.lueeyes]

Luc's eyes softened to a sad expression, knowing what he was probably thinking. Pity and horror at the prospect. Well, yeah. That would be the usual reaction, he supposed. Slowly, he nodded, looking down at the couch. "Y-Yeah." He said shakily. "Since I got here..." he paused for a moment, biting his bottom lip as he brought up his arms to wrap around his torso, his sleeves falling back to reveal his slender triceps. "He...Dimitri, he was the first. The others...I don't even know." He shuddered, closing his eyes as he thought back to the first few days. Hazy, red and dark. He could scarcely remember it. Just red, and black...

[Teesie]

Saddening Mihael stares at Lucan. So they had made him go through with it. They had defiled him. Tried to break him into succumbing to their dirty antics.

 

Letting out a deep breath he looked away. He could feel his blood boil. How could they do that to him? Couldn't they have the decency to wait 'til he was legal.

 

The nerves that damned Dimitri had to have a soft spot for this kid. When he was the one responsible for deflowering the beauty. Tsch...

[b.lueeyes]

(Lol, i've always loved the word 'deflowered' Xp)

 

Lucan kept his eyed down, away from the man, feeling embarrassment, apprehension and even fear about speaking of this. How would he judge him? "I...when they tried to put me out there on tables, I was...I ended up glassing a man with a wine glass. I didn't want to be out there with...with those eyes on me, I hate it...so last night, it was more a threat..." he finally turned his silver gaze back up to the agents.

 

"You have no idea what they do to people here who don't obey order."

[Teesie]

"Well I don't know what exactly happens, but I do have an idea." he explained. "Though if you would like you could give me details. Some that you have seen happen." Mihael would be keeping this all in his memory. It wouldn't come in handy on the battlefield, but in court it would. He would make sure that Dimitri deceased in prison. A horrible death. Him and whoever else were involved.

 

(Lol strangely so I do too. XD)

[b.lueeyes]

His eyes fell closed and he shook his head, a small, just noticeable movement that spoke of fear. "The punishments are public; always in front of us...I haven't seen any myself, I've only hard stories. But...I-I can't even repeat them."

[Teesie]

Mihael smiled sadly. "I see."

 

Mihael wondered how long they had left to talk. He enjoyed his time with the kid. He was learning more about him. Once he left here he would have to go and meet Noah Deroiser. He would explain everything to him, but make sure that he didn't tell anyone. He was in danger already as it was.

 

Looking at Lucan he smiled. He was in love with someone he hardly knew, and what made it worse is that this boy intoxicated his mind more than his wife.

 

Was he in love with his wife? Hm...he began to laugh dryly it was pathetic.

[b.lueeyes]

Lucan wrapped his arms a little tighter around himself, opening his eyes to look over at the man, and giving the very slightest of smiles. "None of us...none of us are in this alone, you know," He told him quietly, thinking of one of the good things. Ray, of course. Now, even Erik, Kenneth and Cas were coming around. "I do have...some people I can talk to here, room mates. They're...getting better, I guess." He paused, thinking on whether or not he should say the next part.

 

"Each time one dies, they simply replace them," Luc whispered, his eyes darting around the room with some paranoia. "That's how I ended up here. One of the ones...he tried to escape and things ended up happening."

[Teesie]

Mihael looked to him. "That's what angers me. They treat you all like toys. Like a person can be replaced. They can't! Every person on this earth has a life to cherish, not to just die for foolish reasons. I wish I could leave with you today instead of having to wait 'til I come up with another plan." he confesses. Mihael should have approaches this in another way and he knew that it could have been a success, but there was no need for that now. The deed was done...and it had failed.