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Kyle still shut his eyes. "I don't want to see it! It's too hard to look." He was 12 and all the ages below. 12 when he was able to act mature. 3 when he was crying. 7 when he was able to gather up courage. He wasn't near the age to stab someone just because they told him to. Kyle's eyes hid behind eyelides and tears. Tears from being afraid.

The little boy, so timid and fragile, barely opened on of his eyes blurry with hot tears. He peeked to see blood and the knife stabbed into his chest. Oddly, Satoshi wasn't in pain nor cared. Blushing in a deep pink, not understanding what he was so afraid of. Perhapes he had depicted more pain and distress from him. Kyle wiped his tears on his shirt. The man seemed like he was completely unharmed.

Alexis pulled himself up out of the pool after a long swim feeling refreshed, the constant motion of his muscles doing laps of the pool had relaxed him and eased all tension from him. He walked over to the showers used to clean off the chlorine after a swim and stood under the warm sprinkling of water, he even managed to find a small bottle of shampoo and washed his long hair which was now trailing down to his hips with the weight of the moisture that clung to it. He dried himself off and then managed to persuade a passing servant to get him some clothes. He came back with only a pair of pants a little reluctant to carry out orders not given by a master even if Alexis was a senior here. The rent boy thanked him anyway seeing no trouble in just wearing pants for now. His skin was still slightly damp anyway, his hair more so as he didn’t have the patience to completely towel dry it all. There was simply to much of it.

With a contented sigh he headed through the mansion down the familiar hallways and out into the grounds. He moved towards the fountain and stretched out on the stone rim, heated nicely by the sun it felt pleasant on his bare back. It wouldn’t take long for the sun to naturally dry him off now so he closed his exotic green eyes to doze lazily in the afternoon heat. One hand across his stomach and the other hanging in the edge of the fountains water, his fingers making soft ripples.

Kyle nodded as his hand inched towards the knife. He slowly gripped it as he pulled it out. It was stained with blood as the blood on it started to drip on to the floor. Kyle's eyes turned sore just looking at it. "What would you like me to do with it now..."

Kyle slowly wiped off the blood from his knife and wiped it on the grass. Kyle put the clean knife on the ground. Thinking. Was he happy that he had stabbed him? Complicated.

"What do I do now.."

Caine lounged nonchalantly, in the kitchen skimming through a retail, newly released magazine while snacking on a bowl of cherries getting a few looks from the bypassing servants that peeked inside or went to deliver something to the clients. The infamous, lavender-tinged ears that adorned ontop of his golden, silvery-blonde locks pricked forward in all directions when there was an unusual reverberating sound in the air.

Satoshi frowned and leaned forward, whispering in the boy's ear. "I won't let you go until you answer me. Does it feel good? Yes or no. A simple answer." Satoshi smirked at the boy and his dilemma. He remembered when he, too, was forced to go through this. It had been so hard...but he had made it through.