Into the fire [+18] {fameandfortune212 x Miki_}

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Recently, crimes in Tokyo has been decreasing in an alarming rate. The streets has become less and less threatening. People went to bed at the hour of 9 and hardly anyone wandered about the street after 10. Something was very off about the whole situation, very off. Disappearance of people and appearance of strange folks that come and go that was out of the grasp of the police force, it was very frustrating and left them immobilzed.

 

Apparently, one yakuza clan has dominated the entire city in term of power and finance but that would only lead to the suppression of every other clans and soon there would be a war so bloody. To learn the situation and how to uproot this clan and unveil the unnatural curtain of peace, a secret agent was sent by the police force to infiltrate the clan from within. Will the secret agent be able to reach the head of the clan and collect the information needed for the next step?

 

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My character:

 

Name: Shukaku Kitsune, Hikaru Shiro (underground identity)

 

Age: 28

 

Occupation: Underground agent, prostitue (underground identity)

 

Bio: from a very well-educated but average family, it was rather odd that Shukaku became an underground agent. He encountered no tragic in life and his family was still well and fair. But maybe his mind was engraved with unfairness of the world that caused him to hate crime to his core. His boss now told him they were investigating a human traficking yakuza clan and Shukaku was the first to volunteer, it was just unbeknownst to him that he had to become a prostitue himself to get the information needed.

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Name: Kouji Sadao (Sadao Kouji)

 

Age: 30

 

Height: 1.87 metres

 

Gang: Sadao Group (Yakuza)

 

Occupation: Yakuza Leader

 

Family: Father- Deceased

Mother- Deceased

 

Personality: Kouji is a very serious man when it comes to work. He makes sure that everything is done well. If a client borrowed money from him, he makes sure that the man payed him back or he will kill the client no matter what happens. Although he may seem savage and ruthless, he has a soft side for things that he care like his men who works for him. In addition, he does have a big secret which is that he's a sadist.

 

Background story: Kouji was born as the next leader of his group. He grew up to be trained as one of Yakuza and was made sure that he didn't fail his father. As growing up, Kouji wasn't able to feel the love from his mother or father. His mother was an alcoholic and his father was a workaholic, none of the family members cared for him, but his friends the son of his father's men. When he took over the group, he became the man that his father made him, but deep down in his heart, he still had the heart of a warm man.

 

Things that Sadao Group offers: Sex slaves, Money, and drugs.

 

 

 

 

(I'm sorry for the foul language)

 

Tick Tok Tick Tok.

 

The hotel clock ticked every second. The tick echoed inside Kouji ears, just like an empty hall. The black haired man was facing the window as he grabbed a cigarette from his pocket and lit it up with fire. The fire started to shimmer from tip, burning it slowly. The male put the cigarette in his mouth and sucked on it till he could feel the toxin in his lungs.

 

He blew the air out and spoke, "Where is he?"

 

Kouji turned around, his cigarette inbetween his finger. He gave his men a deadly gaze, feeling the air tension. Their boss wasn't in the best mood. He had just found out that one of his sex slave manager was selling his slaves to his enemy group. It made him feel betrayed and it pissed him off.

 

The men stayed quiet until there was a knock.

 

"Come in." Kouji stated.

 

"Kouji, found this fucker hiding in the basement of his house." His bestfriend, Daichi came inside the room, dragging the manager. The manager already had his face beat up into pulp, showing purple eye and swollen cheek.

 

Kouji stood still, inhaling his cigarette as he gave the manager a deadly glare. "Put him on the chair and tie him."

 

As quickly the men were, the male was tied to chair. Kouji walked up to the man who looked frightened and restless. The boss looked at his cigarette then back to the manager, and smirked.

 

"Don't worry, I won't let you die easily. Just a little bit pain and good bye world to you, my boy." Kouji leaned in and dug his still heated cigarette against the male's cheek, leaving a burnt mark. The manager cried out loud in pain, his tears starting to roll down his cheek.

 

Kouji stood straight back and threw his cigarette and stepped on it. "Boys, show him hell."

 

The boss grabbed his coat and walked out of the hotel room with Daichi. As the door closed, a loud scream echoed through the hallway.

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It has been a month since Shukaku... or more like Hikaru became a prostitue. Despite his outstanding performance and ability to make money he has merely scratched the surface of the clan. His credit was often stolen by the trader and the sex was the most horrible thing. Those disgusting fat men was all over him but thank god they always drank the drugs he gave and passed out before anything got out of hands.

 

Hikaru hissed as he looked at the mirror and ran his slender but slightly rough fingers through his hair, it was dyed. His hair has always been naturally black but for the fake identity he had to dye it white and he hated any sort of products on his hair, it felt unnatural. But finally, there has been some results for his misery.

 

His team messaged him that they found out about the head of the yakuza's meeting place that night. It was his chance. He pretended to have a customer at the same hotel the clan's boss. He once more drugged his customer and listened to what happened and waited for his chance. Once he heard the footsteps down the hallway he pretended to be kicked out of the room by a customer, right in front of the exitting boss and bodyguards. But in a matter of fact, that poor pervert was blacking out and lying dead on the chair with his dick in his hand. He was half dressed, only with a slutty undershirt to show that he was a prostitue, his pants were on, his coat and outside shirt he was hugging tightly to himself which contained a mini camera, his hair slightly messy and fake cum on his cheek to appear very poor and defendless.

 

He knowingly walked into one of the bodyguards of the boss and pretended to fell down and scattered all his clothes on purpose. He tried to pick his clothes up as he mumbled but tried to take a glance at the boss and take a picture if possible for further investigation. "Beefy fuckers. Didn't you see I was walking?" he said.

 

As he saw the boss, surprisingly a young man, he was about to snap a shot until his sex slave manager gripped him by the ear and pinched him hard, caushing him to yelp.

 

"Ouch. Hurt"

 

"Jesus Christ. Do you know who you are talking to. Apologize if you wanna live" the manager said as he pressed his head down to a curtsy towards the yakuza's head. "I'm so sorry for this imbecile. He's new around here, boss."

 

"I... I'm sorry" Hikaru mumbled. He cursed this fucker who spoiled everything he tried to do.

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"Daichi, make sure that the body is removed clean and swiftly, so that the police won't be involved. It's such a hassle if they find out the body." Kouji ran his fingers through his disheveled hair, attempting to fix it. He even thought that he might go bald because of the stress he was getting.

 

With his men by the side, he walked through the corridor to get to the underground bar downstairs in which only the yakuza's knew. It wasn't a pleasurable place, but at least there were drinks provided including sex slaves. To get to the bar, he had to take an elevator only for the "staff." Kouji walked in long strides, his long legs approving it. Feeling the need to get a cigarette, he took a pack from his pocket. Suddenly, a young male looking sex slave tripped in front of them, scattering his clothes. The boss halted on the way to the elevator. Before the man could speak, Kouji didn't expect the slave to swear at him and his men. After all, he was the boss.

 

Kouji put his cigarette inside his pocket back because he found this situation entertaining. Kouji crossed his arms and watched the young male being dragged by his manager.

 

When the young male spoke the word "sorry," Kouji's lips curled up into a smirk, showing his dimples. He waved off his hands towards the manager as he walked up to the young male and grabbed his chin, tilting it so that it met his eyes. "Pretty you got, huh?" Kouji rubbed his finger against the cum on the male's face, swiping side to side, smudging it more.

 

"I wonder how much money you would make if I sold you. Come to the bar and accompany me, little boy." Kouji pulled his handkerchief out from his suit pocket and wiped his hand clean. "But, after you get cleaned." Kouji gave the boy an icy stare.

 

"And you, make sure that he's clean when he comes down. Got my order?" The boss pointed his finger at the manager who looked scared for his life. The manager only nodded right away.

 

The boss started to walk again towards the elevator, with his men following him. As soon as he stepped into the elevator, Daichi questioned him. "What was that about?" The male gave his friend a glare for questioning what he did. No one dared to question what he does or how he acts. Daichi just nodded and left the conversation there.

 

When the elevator door opened, the party begun. The lights, music, and clients were all over the place. Some people, humping each other in the corner, some drinking wildly, some dancing, and some passed out. Kouji walked into to his V.I.P room where only him or his close acquaintance could go.

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His head bow low when the felt his heart race at the distance between him and the boss, how close he got to the mouth of the dragon. Should he made it out alive after this mission, he'd be promoted to captain at the very least. Then the bony hand touched his face. Bony indeed but the grip was stronger than he would expect. So far, everything about this boss was rather surprising to him, he was young and strong but it sort of stopped there when he spoke words of lust and commands.

 

They were so easy, Hikaru thought. Sex-crazed, egocentric were most crime lords, not excluding this one. He shivered awkwardly at the touch when he smeared the fake cum on his cheek to keep his cover. During the moment, he fortunately snapped a shot at the crime lord with his mini camera. He said not a word or rather not quick enough to say anything as the manager dragged him to the bathroom to clean him.

 

He scolded Hikaru as they made their way out "Thank the lord for your luck. The boss noticed you but in a nice way. You could've lost your life back there if it wasn't for your pretty face. Clean yourself properly and I'll take you to him" he pushed him in and closed the door and guarded outside.

 

Hikaru turned on the shower but he did not go in. He after all didn't do anything to have to shower. He intended to send the picture to his team using his phone but that god damn forsaken place had no coverage. "Dammit" he said. Frustratedly, he put back his phone and camera to his pants' pocket. He would have to do it in the morning when he would be outside. He quickly wiped himself and dressed up once more in these prostitue outfit... the goddamn jockstraps. He loathed it. But he swallowed his pride and continued anyway.

 

When he came out, the manager quickly took him to a very hidden elevator for staff only. The manager took him down to a bar he has never seen before during the entirety of his one month infiltration. "What... what should I do?" he whispered to his manager, trying to get some info

 

"Just listen to every word he said, he has some... well rumors said he likes it rough, so try to take it" was all the manager reply to the horror of Hikaru. They walked through the dancing crowd. The dancing light was like some sort of hallucination-induced dream and the music was tearing his ears apart and the drugs. The smells of all sort of intoxication imaginable. In his mind, he thought that he must bust this place. His thought was interrupted as they made their way to the VIP section where guarded 2 beefy guards stopped them, even the manager. It caused them to stop and the manager had to clarify that he brought the boy for the boss.

 

They then stood aside for Hikaru to walk up into the room. It was covered in black leather and soundproof, very much peaceful compare to the outside and even the scent of cologne was much more expensive than all the drugs outside. He spotted the boss and made haste over there and sat down, ignoring everyone else. "Mhmm.... Hi" he said awkwardly in a very tensed environment and also a hi to the boss. "Mhmm... what's going on" he said innocently... or maybe pretend innocently as after all, he was new.

[Miki_]

Growing up, Kouji never had a relationship with anyone. He never got any chance with a girl since he had many trainings to do for his group. Although the man did not have any relationship, he had many one night stands. Every one night stand, he tried different method of pleasuring someone: BDSM, rough sex, and all types. Of course he had at least have sex with someone, he was a human being filled with sexual frustration.

 

As Kouji looked around to check that this room was perfect. Three Black leather couches aligned at the side like a square with a small mini bar at the side filled with many drinks. There was even a pole set on the a small stage for the sex slaves. Kouji looked around once more with his eyes to check any mistakes before sitting down on the leather couch in the middle.

 

The man checked his time as he waited silent for the boy and his vip client who coming to negotiate about their work on sex slaves. Ever since his ex manager sold third of his best slaves to his enemy yakuza, Mizuo group, his sales have dropped. He had to get back his slaves back, but to do it, he needed a help from Mizuo group's sex slave. No matter what methods, he was going to make the manager send his slaves over, even if he had to bride or torture the man.

 

"Hey, when is the client coming?" Kouji spoke getting irritated by a minute.

 

"The client's coming soon, sir." One of the men said.

 

Before Kouji could ask when the boy was coming, the door clicked open revealing the young male who was dressed in nothing, but a jockstrap. The boss scanned the male from head to toe. From the boy's bare feet, gliding over to his slim thighs, then to... his private area which was covered with his undergarment. Slowly, He traced his eyes over to his glistening pink nipples, then to his bare neck which didn't show any hickies which a lot of sex slave had. Kouji's eyes travelled to the male's face, innocence being spotted. Kouji wanted to crumble his innocence, but he had to hold his desire back because the boy wasn't for him, but his client.

 

Kouji crossed his legs and beckoned the boy to come to him with his fingers. "Why don't you entertain me before our client comes, right there on the stage with the bar?" Kouji wanted to see the male's sex slave skills on entertaining their client. After all, sex slaves were for entertainments.

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OUR clients? Did the boss really want to sell him? If this trading happen, all will turn to ruin and he would belong to another clan and his investigation would only be harder from there. He then looked at the boss then to the stage with the poll in the middle. During his one month working, he never for once perform any sort of entertainment, he usually just got to the business and then drugs the customers.

 

He hesitated for a long while before awkwardly standing up and climbed up the stage. "Yes, sir" he said. Eventually he recalled back of all his training back in the academy and all those rope climbing and assassination rescue mission that require acrobatic skill and he applied it onto the silver glistening poll.

 

He gripped on it tightly and swirled around for a couple time for starter and then pulled himself from the ground and upside down, perform all sort of positions. But all those movement he made was hardly sexual, it was powerful just like how a secret agent would make it to be. The only thing sexual about him was the scanty clothing he has got on his body and sometimes either his ass or his bulge ground against the poll. His cheeks turned red, probably from the humiliation.

 

During the dancing session, he clients came in. They were having quite an eyeful at the slave, Hikaru, as he was quite exotic. But they shook their head and immediately got to their seat and put down their suitcase. They ordered some heavy drink before taking their eyes off Hikaru and turned to Kouji to discuss business. "So... what do you want us here, Kouji?" he said. Hikaru in the mean time was determined to remember everything in order to make a report later during the day but continued to dance awkwardly as he was slightly distracted.

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Kouji eyed the male's butt that swayed side to side as he went up the stage. The male nodded the boy to go on. Before the boy started dancing, Kouji asked one of his men to give him a drink of Jack Daniels. His man quickly poured the liquid into a small cup and gave it to Kouji. Once Kouji grabbed it, he took a sip as he watched the male dance against the pole.

 

While watching, Kouji's brows creased. The male's movement was nothing like a sex slave's move. Kouji rolled his eyes, but his eyes caught the boy's crotch and his butt grinding against the pole. Kouji let out a small laugh and continued to watch the male try to pole dance.

 

Suddenly, the door opened, revealing two man. One with suit case who looked like an assistant and one who looked like the manager. Kouji stood up to show formality. Kouji saw them take a peek at the young male before they sat down on the couch. When they settled, Kouji snapped his fingers, signing to bring drinks for the clients.

 

When the Client asked the boss why they were here, Kouji did nothing, but smirk evilly. "Oh, I know that you work for Mizuo clan. One of my manager sold my sex slaves to your clan. I want them back. If you choose to help me, I have rewards for you." A man brought out a case and opened it in front of the men. In the case, there were 10 Billion Yen in cash. Kouji saw the two men drop their mouth open.

 

"Would you help me?" Kouji was sure that they were going to be on their side at the end of discussion.

 

"This is not enough." The manager said. Of course, this manager was being greedy, but Kouji knew what he would do.

 

Kouji took a glance at the male sex slave and beckoned to come to him. The boss patted his laps so that the male would seat on his lap. "I can also give you this slave...an innocent slave you can corrupt. I will show it to you right now." Well, this sex slave needs to be prepared because he was going to show the boy what a sex slave does.

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Human trafficking would be enough to arrest these fuckers for the rest of their lives. It distracted him a bit. But it wasn't enough for him to forget putting drugs into the drinks of everyone just in case things got out of hands. The stage was also served as the table on which all the drinks was put there, he quickly did a quick swirl and put a pill in each and every drink, except for the Jack Daniels that Kouji held tightly in his hand.

 

It was for extra measure in case things get out of hands and it did. He was motioned to come over to Kouji to which he hesitated. But eventually he came over "Yes sir" he said and... sat on his lap like he was motioned to. He could feel the expensive fabric against his skin which felt rather nice. These things he would never dream of even if he served in the force for the rest of his life.

 

All his thought shattered when Kouji said he would offer him to the other clan. Which thing made him lost him focus and stood up from the other's lap and said No loudly. If this trade happened, all his effort would be fucked. He gulped as he realised what he did. He quickly sat down again in the lap of the boss and apologised

 

"mhm.. I... I'm sorry, boss. I... I'm new and... I still have debt to pay... so" he began to breathe heavily. Right then he just wished everyone would just drink their goddamn drink so he could flee the place. He also observed Kouji carefully just to make sure he can put the drug in his drink without being caught. He pretended to be sad and leaned closer to the other's shoulder while he was talking to the clients and was just about to put a pill into his glass.

 

The manager of the other clan gulped and scanned over Hikaru. The offer was too much tempting, this fine body would make him a lot of money as well as for his personal pleasure. He eventually agreed. "I'll take this slave. AND 10 billions. All those slaves will be returned to you on Monday" he picked up his drink and down it in the high of the moment and laughed, thinking he would have both money and sex. Unbeknownst to him, the drugs slowly seeped into his blood stream.

 

Hikaru noticed a gap as Kouji was listening to the other's agreement and the deal was settled, he put a pill into his drink with noone noticed. After everyone passed out, he'd just exit this place and never return, everything he's got would be enough to arrest these fuckers. He needed not to risk further exposure, he thought.

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Kouji knew better than anything that if he gave a person a sex slave, they would do anything for him. When the young male sat down on his lap, Kouji put his hand on male's bare skin and caressed it gently, but the male abruptly stood up from his lap as he shouted no. Kouji's brows furrowed on sex slave's reaction. But then, the male sat on his lap again, and reasoned with Kouji that he should stay, the male pursed his lips, thinking. When the sex slave curled up against him, it surprised Kouji. His hand automatically went to the other's head and stroked it.

 

"I'll take this slave. AND 10 billions. All those slaves will be returned to you on Monday." Other client's answer satisfied Kouji as the male took a sip of Jack Daniels.

 

Dump.

 

Suddenly, the clients fell on the floor, his cup shattering into pieces as it hit the floor. Kouji's men were alerted and the male realized that the boy wasn't on his lap anymore. The male's eye lids started to close, sleep drifting into Kouji's system. The boss looked at his drink and groaned, realizing the young male put something into his drinking without him noticing it. Kouji thought how easily he trusted the boy.

 

Before Kouji could pass out, he groaned, "Get this...Fucker." Then, Kouji slumped down on the couch.

 

Daichi, Kouji's right hand man, crashed into room seeing his best friend passed out. The man's nose flared as he called in all men and alerted the hotel. "Get his ass over here when you get him. Shoot him or hurt him, but do not kill him. I will not accept failure, understand?" Daichi shouted on his radio and to the men beside him.

 

The men started to run, searching for the male sex slave. They all had guns in their hand, ready to shoot at the male if they did find him. One of the guard yelled, "Target found."

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The clients as well as Kouji quickly fell asleep, the pills quickly took effect. What a punch of loser, Hikaru thought as he made his way out of the room without a sound nor a trace. But the building had only one entrance to the outside world and it was the staff elevator. Hikaru had to knock out one of the waiter and stole his clothes in order to disguise himself and made it outide.

 

He was close. He got out of the elevator and made his way to the dinning room of the grand hotel which was only three or four more hallways away from the front door. But fate was cruel and let him be stopped by one of the guards, saying that they were shutting down the building and noone were allowed to exit or enter. Out of impatient he uppercut the guard and ran as quick as he could.

 

The guard was knocked down but not knocked out. He quickly informed the others, yelling that he has been found and shot him on the left leg. It was not major but it slowed him down drastically. Hikaru panted as the adrenaline started to fill his veins, trying to find the way out. The guests, hearing the shot, screamed and ran all over the place, making it a bit easier for him to blend himself into the crowd, away from the sight of the enemies.

 

He reached the gate only to found out that it was guarded heavily with armed guards. "Fuck" he cursed and turned back to find a place to hide until he could find an alternative route. Left and right, up and down to looked for a place to hide. Lo and behold, a storeroom was at the end of the hallway, he quickly dragged his shot leg to it and hid in it. He blocked a shelf by the door so they could not get in, just in case. Meanwhile, tending to his wound.

 

The outside was getting louder and louder with voices of security speakers and people screaming, shoes trampling nearer and nearer. It went on for hours and did not seem to stop. The darkness of the room began to seize his brain and capture his heart, he grew desperate. Fearing that he would not make it out alive, he quickly took out his phone and sent any information he got from the very beginning and informed himself... as dead. And then he smashed his phone as well as the camera so they could not trace back to which organisation he worked for.

 

He then sat there and wait for the trampling approach ever nearer and he to be killed. If not, he would kill himself. Or so he thought.

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"Fucking close all gates. Do not let anyone out. When I say anyone, I mean anyone." One of the guards yelled at the men who all had guns in their hand, gripping tightly. All guards were lined up side to side, looking from one point to another, searching for the male.

 

"This little fucker drugged our boss. If you find him, do not kill him. Just hurt him a little bit." Daichi said in the radio. "We'll deal with him with the boss."

 

The hotel was full of tension. Guests in the main dining hall, crying, sobbing, and shouting to let them out. The men did not move or let them out. One thing that people should know is that Yakuza's don't let anyone get away if they hurt their boss. The mens' Loyalty is an important value that they don't take it lightly in the group.

 

As the tension grew, when one of the men shouted that they spotted the male. Literally, almost everyone went to the place to look for the male. They searched everywhere for him. The male somehow managed to knock off one of the men. One said that he managed shot the male's leg. There were blood traces, but it stopped at one point. The men searched the place that the blood traced stopped. They were sure that the male might be near.

 

With their flashlight, they were able to see hidden corners. The men started to get tired every minute because they were looking for the boy, it's been hours and hours looking for him. A man slumped down on a wall, feeling tired. He really didn't want to go out and search for the boy. When he heard foot steps, he quickly got up and acted as if nothing happened. He looked around and realized that he leaned on something that wasn't a door, but something that blocked the way in.

 

"There's a suspicious area that I located." The man spoke in the radio.

 

After a while, many men ran to the location even Daichi went there where the man was standing. "Something's blocking it. Break it." Daichi commanded.

 

The men started to kick the object, trying to break it down. But since it didn't budge, one of the men brought an emergency axe and started to break it. The sound of the man grunting and the sound of the clock made the hallway tense.

 

Dump.

 

When the "door" finally fell over. It revealed the young sex slave who was sitting down on the floor, his legs bleeding. Daichi spotted a broken phone which seemed to be destroyed by the male. He seemed as if he's hiding something. Daichi had to bring

the male to his boss to interrogate.

 

"Knock him out and bring him to the vip room."

 

One of the men walked over to the tired male and punch him in the face, to knock him out.

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Each thrust against the door was a pound against his heart. The enemy found him. It was not entirely inevitable as he after all was shot on the leg. Had he not seen the god damn guard, he would have gotten out. But it mattered not anymore, every evidence had been sent and another agent would continue his work to file an arrest against this clan.

 

Soon the door was pried opened with an axe, like the shinning. He even snicked at his own thought, thinking that he would die any moment now. One of the guard knocked him out cold as commanded. His head hit against the floor, his eye lids slowly blocked out any sight.

 

He felt as if the deep dark sleep lasted forever. His body weighed heavily, his feet dragged against the floor, every thing seemed blurry as he slowly waking up. He entered the same room he entered before, black leathered all around with the pole in the middle as a stage. He exhaled heavily, seeing none but the boss and the two guards holding him up to his feet. He wearily said to Kouji "Kill... kill me. Or I'll kill y'all... or myself. I would say nothing". Still very defiant and and determined, he spit a pile in front of Kouji.

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The men looked at the past out male. Two buff men grabbed the male by his arms and dragged him out of the room, not caring if the male's body was getting scratches from the friction of the floor. The men walked straight, quick, and mute. No sound was made only the heavy foot steps, entering the underground bar where no one was there.

 

Kouji who seemed to have woken up few minutes ago held his head and looked up. He saw his men bringing the young male to his room. The male shook his head, trying to get shake off the headache that was torturing him. "Fuck..." He muttered under his breath. He wasn't fully awake yet, but he was soon to be.

 

"Here's the little fucker you told us to bring." Daichi snorted, making way for the men to get closer to Kouji.

 

The boss observed the little male. The young male was forced to stand on his feet, but it seemed his legs gave up on him. When Kouji was about to speak, the male threatened Kouji and spat on his face. Wiping his face with a handkerchief from his pocket, Kouji snickered.

 

He walked over to the sex slave and slapped him across the face as the impact of the noise echoed inside the room. He then held the male's chin by his finger, tilted it upwards so that the male's eyes met Kouji's. "Young boy, I won't kill you after what you did to me. Who knows what you did. If you don't tell me why you are here, I'll torture you until you beg me to stop." Venom came out of Kouji's mouth as he finalized his words.

 

Kouji knew very what to do with the male. It wasn't just normal torture. Who knows if it's painful, but Kouji was going to make it pleasurably painful. He was break the innocent mind of his. Kouji was going have the male wrapped around his finger and find out what he had done.

 

Kouji let go of the male's chin and turned around. "Bring him to my bedroom and make sure he's fully naked. Don't forget to bring a cock ring." He took a glanced at the boy and smirked, "It's a gift of mine to him."

 

The men nodded and dragged the boy outside of the VIP room. As they went outside, they made sure that their grip was tight on the male's arms so that the young male won't escape.

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His head felt as though it was splitting as he was still waking up. The slap he received hardly hurt any as his brain was still not functioning properly. However, it did make him accidentally bit his lip and bled a little. He spat it out.

 

His vision slowly cleared up as he was lifted by the chin to look at Kouji. The male was strangely attractive for a crime lord. This one must be newly granted as lord. Normally crime lords were disgustingly fat with hardly any hair and... even the thought made him shivered as this was not the first time he infiltrated a clan.

 

He was expected to be killed off after the spit but this time, everything was nothing as he has calculated. He was to be brought to the... bedroom? He was going to say something but nothing came out, he was still yet recovered from the blood loss and being knocked out.He went back to a sort of half-sleeping trance and mumbled something inaudiable as the guards obeyed the Kouji and dragged him from the VIP room through countless corridors to Kouji's private bedroom.

 

They reached a grand room, ivory door, antique vases and every expensive and illegal decorations imaginable. At the end of the room was a king-size bed, maybe slightly over, donned with pure white sheet and pillows. They roughly threw him upon the bed and began to strip him off.

 

"Fuck off" he screamed out as he woke up just in time and scratched and punched anything close to him. It took 5 men to subdue him and eventually removed all his clothes as they were not given any order on hurting the boy. The white sheet was tainted with his blood from the shot wound on his leg. They then put the cock ring on the table near the head of the bed and left, locking the door.

 

"Let me go. URG!" he crawled off the bed and tried to walk to the door, finding a way to get out but eventually fell to his knees and hands as the wound hurt him greeatly. "Fu... fuck" he ground his teeth, cursing. "If i get out, i'll kill y'all", panted as he hugged his leg.

[Miki_]

"Boss, all prepared for you." One of his men told him, passing on the information from the guards outside of Kouji's room who was guarding it so that the sex slave wouldn't escape.

 

"Alright, I'm going there right now." Kouji stood up from the couch in the VIP room and walked out the room casually with his men behind him. He had to ride the elevator to get to his room which was in the top floor that he occupied for the rest of the week.

 

Kouji's men bowed who were lined up beside the wall as Kouji walked the corridor. As soon as the boss arrived in front of his door, Kouji's emotionless face turned to a sinister smile. He turned the handle, revealing the naked young sex slave who was on the floor in pain. Kouji spotted the male's injury, and something glistened in his eyes; pity? Sadness? He did not know what it was. Before Kouji could continue what he was going to do, he walked up to the male and crouched down.

 

Before the male could hurt him, Kouji grabbed the male's leg that was bleeding. "Daichi," Kouji called from the radio. "Bring a first-aid kit." He quietly spoke so that the men didn't have to come in.

 

Daichi heard the radio and quickly went to his room to get a first aid kit that he kept in case of emergency for his best friend. Daichi knocked on the door before going inside, to find his boss holding the male's leg. "Here." Daichi placed the kit on the floor and exited, feeling confused at his boss's action.

 

"Be still." Kouji grabbed some cottons and damped them in alcohol and cleaned the blood surrounding the wound. He was sure that the bullet wasn't stuck in his leg so he grabbed some applicable medicine and applied gently, tending the sex slave like a doll. Finally, Kouji wrapped the wound with a bandage so that the wound wouldn't open and bleed again.

 

When the boss finished tending his sex slave, he swifted the male up in a bridal style. His hand supporting the leg and his other hand supporting the back. He slowly walked to the bed and threw the male on the soft blanket. Kouji grabbed a cigarette which was on the stand and lit it with the candle fire that made the room smell good. He sucked on the substance as he stared at the male.

 

Kouji leaned in and grabbed the male's face, his hand holding his cheek. He blew out the smoke in his face and asked, "What his your name and why are you here?"

 

 

(;-; I'm really sorry, I won't be able to answer for 3 days because school trip.)

[fameandfortune212]

While Hikaru was minding his own bleeding leg then in came the crime lord. His eyes were attentive... much too attentive to his liking. It was either lustful or vengeful and with the state of his mind, Hikaru could not tell which was which. He quickly crawled backward as the other take a step forward.

 

He suddenly crouched down and caused Hikaru to instinctively raised his hand to hit the male. But before he could manage to do so, Kouji has already grabbed his wounded leg and dragged Hikaru to himself. Violence, torture and wounds normally would not bother him much. However, being a bit disoriented from just waking up, he winced at the rough and sudden touch and yelped.

 

To his surprised, Kouji ordered a first aid kit to be brought. Just moments later, a man who seemed to be very close to Kouji entered the room to give what he wanted.

 

One odd thing to another, Kouji himself started to tend for his bleeding wound. Hikaru could not help but furrowed his brows upon seeing such action. He hesitated to allow the other hold him any longer than when he finished. But nothing was as he wished. Soon the other quickly caught him into his arms and carried him like a pillow and then threw him back onto the bed.

 

"What are you doing?" he said as the other was lighting his cig with the candle. His breath quickened, his mind boggled. He pulled away from the other's palm as he breathed the smoke into his face with a few cough. "I will kill you if you dare touching me." his voice gained some strength. "I will never tell you who I work for and why I'm here." He looked around, analysing the space and what he could use to escape. But what bothered him much was the other's overfriendly and overgentle behavior. "Why are you not killing me yet?" he asked out loud.