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 Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2012 2:24 am
Ion stumbled back as the other pushed him, wincing softly at the impact before turning his gaze to the door. Ion walked over slowly and opened it to tell the man that he was fine and to leave everything to him. Once he had finally convinced the owner to leave he wandered to a closet to pull out a spare blanket. He couldn't exactly pick up the male so instead he grabbed the blanket and wandered to Mr.Snakes. He nearly hesitated at the sight of the gun, but placed the blanket over the man anyways "Don't want you getting sick" He cooed gently, before he grabbed a blanket for himself and simply sat on the floor next to the couch, bundled comfortably in the blanket. He wasn't sure when, but at some point Ion had actually managed to drift off, leaning against the couch for support. We he hadn't slept on the bed was a mystery to him too, but he had felt like he needed to watch over Mr.Snakes, though he'd fallen asleep himself.
No one dared to enter the next morning and Mr.Snakes men had with no doubt spent the night outside the door, maybe switching with other members of the gang...Ion remained wrapped in the duvet, his long brown hair having fallen loose from his ponytail and now fell messily in his face. And thus he remained curled up basically at Mr.Snakes side, though Ion remained on the floor whilst the other was passed out on the couch.
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2012 2:43 am
In his unconscious state, Donny had fallen into several nightmares though they were all memories, things he mind did not fabricate during his REM cycle. The alcohol had caused unwanted memories to resurface and so throughout the night, every now and then Donny would twitch his hand or his head, the finger on the trigger squeezing it every now and then but luckily the safety was on. One memory that stuck out most was the one of him as a child. He was in a large room, sitting at a large dinning table staring at the food given to him. His parents were not around and he never really had the appetite to eat alone. He was a child around the age of six and he had no one to really talk to other than the maids or butlers.
Yes, he could remember the large home he used to live in and he could remember how he was always left alone, how he rarely spoke to his own mother. There had been one day in particular that had been the moment a bitter and dark seed had planted within his very soul. How could he forget the day his nanny sat him down and tell him that he was to have a sibling? How could he ever forget how his mother would walk around happy and rub her belly that would swell with each passing month? Or how his father shared the exact joy while he was continued to be left ignored and neglected? Donny had been a child that was never wanted but was nonetheless brought to the world. Before such memories could continue however, he had woken up at last.
The hangover was terrible, as if he was hit on the head with a bat over and over and over again. Groaning, he sat up and rubbed his face with his hands, keeping them there for awhile as he tried to understand what had happened. Where was he? After removing his hands he looked to see that he was at the Black Lily and in the room where Ion had brought him before. Why was he hear? Looking around more he saw the table broken and then he spotted the young man curled up on the ground beside him. For a moment he wondered if the boy was dead. There had been several occasions when Donny killed a couple people in his drunken state.Honestly now that the 'demon' had settled, he became uneasy and a bit frightened at the fact that he killed an innocent person (though speaking of a different kind of innocence). Reaching down, he placed his hand on the boys shoulder and shook him a bit, to see if he was dead or alive.
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2012 2:54 am
Ion was having a dream of his own, where he found himself standing in the middle of a field, though around the field there were bars. He always felt trapped, even in his dreams and it was then and only then that he was afraid. Afraid that he would continue to live out his days hidden behind walls, unable to walk freely like so many others could.Why had he been chosen for such a life? Then again that was probably a question all the others asked themselves as well.Ion would have run away long ago if he wasn't so well guarded. Sure it didn't seem like it, but there were almost always people watching him, even the other girls and boys who also worked as he did.
The slight shake of his shoulder drew him out of his slumber and large brown orbs slowly drifted open to peer up at the male sleepily. A tired smile pulled at his lips as he looked up at the male "Morning. I bet you feel like you've been hit by a car" he murmured softly, the sleepy tone in his voice quite audible. He lifted an arm to rub at his eyes before he pulled the blanket tighter around himself, not wanting to give up it's warmth. "Would you like anything to eat or drink?" He added gently, being sure to keep his voice soft as to not irritate the man. He didn't bother to bring up what had happened the night before, it was probably quite obvious due to the slight wreckage in the room which Ion had chosen to ignore.
He wouldn't be allowed to clean it up, the owner would be too afraid of him hurting himself, though he did seem to have quite the bruise on his arm now from Mr.Snakes grip, which was now throbbing dully and had probably been visible to the man when Ion had rubbed his eyes. His head hurt a bit too since he had hit it on the wall, but all in all he was fine. Ion forced himself to get too his feet, tired muscles protesting as he did so, though he kept the blanket pulled over his shoulders.
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2012 3:03 am
When Ion had woken up, Donny sighed a sigh of relief before leaning back again and resting there for a bit. His head hurt too much for him to be able to even keep his eyes open. Shutting them tightly he rubbed his temples and listened to the other speak. Food and something to drink sounded both desirable and disgusting at the same time. If there was anything he really wanted right now it would be a bottle of pain killers to drive away this bad hangover though some soup would be good too. With another sigh he glanced over at the young man with his eyes partially open.
"Some aspirin will be good....though I suppose eating before taking one is best," His eyes had scanned the boy, trying to find anything that would indicate if he had touched him and when he spotted the bruises on his arm he realized that he had indeed must have threaten him in some way. Frowning he rubbed the back of his neck for his whole body felt sore again.
After a moment of silence he would no allow the boy to speak. Instead he stood up and grabbed his wrist and pulled him out of the room. Everyone seemed to be busy and so yet again Donny would sneak the boy out. Two men stayed behind like before while another helped sneak them out and once in the comfort of the car he told the driver to take him home. Donny had freed the young man for the day since he had seen the world at night now he could see it during the day. It was the least he could do after what had happened last night even though he could remember none of it.
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2012 3:17 am
Ion had been about to drop the blanket and turn to go get the male something to eat and a some pain killers, but he soon found himself being dragged around by the wrist and inside that suitcase again. He wasn't sure he'd ever get used to that and well.. Once he was in the car he simply stared at the male dumbfounded. He then looked down at the bruise on his arm, had that bothered Mr.Snakes? There was no reason for the man to fret. "I'm fine you know. It's only a bruise" He voiced calmly, peering at the man to see what his reaction would be like. He had told the driver to take him home, did that mean Ion was going to see where the other man lived? He couldn't say he wasn't curious....what was it like to live in a home of your own...
'Home huh..." He pondered silently, a soft glimmer of sadness finding it's way to his eyes. He didn't have a place to call home, The Black Lilly surely wasn't a home to him, but a prison. After a moment of gazing at the car floor he looked up at Mr.Snakes "What's having a home like?" He voiced, unable to keep his curiosity to himself. Well, Mr. Snakes had been the one to take him out again so he'd either have to ignore his questions or...answer them. Still Ion felt his tension ease away as they drove further and further away from the Black Lilly...how wonderful it was to be out of that place.
Ion cocked his head to the side ever so slightly, why did Mr. Snakes even bother? Ion was simply some boy from a brothel anyways, it simply did not make sense for the other to do this for him. Ion simply stared intently at the other man, no he didn't find it awkward...why? Well because he didn't exactly know what was socially acceptable or not, he lived behind walls after all. Plus Mr.Snakes simply made him feel curious...it was hard not to wonder what this man was like and what he did during his days... He was fascinating. What drove him to drink like that or be so violent? How could kill without batting an eye, why was he so kind when others weren't looking? He was simply puzzling and impossible to read! Which just made Ion hunger to know more about the man, even if his instincts screamed at him to leave him alone.
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2013 11:40 pm
It didn't take long for the driver to drive up a very long drive way after the gates open to let them in. The man parked in front of the house and opened the door to let Donny and Ion out before driving off again. The two now stood in front of a a very large home...well mansion since it was far too big to be a house. With a yawn he made his way up the stairs and to the door, rubbing his temples more and as if by cue the door swung open, a butler addressing Mr. Snakes and his guest. The door was shut once both were in and they were lead into the dinning area, the table stretching from one end of the room to the other. At the end of the table sat two bowls. Really, this seemed to be all prepared as if they knew they were coming and Donny had a head ache for their sat a glass of water and a pain killer beside the bowl of soup.
Donny sat down and began to eat slowly, Ion being ushered in by the butler and sat down and offered the young man if he wanted anything to drink. There was a variety for he asked if he wanted water, soda, lemon aid (strawberry or even mango lemon aid), milk...the list went on.
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2013 11:52 pm
Ion slipped out of the car to look up at the large mansion, why would someone live in a place this big? It seemed to him that it would be just as lonely as living at the Black Lilly was...not that he would ever admit to being lonely. And thus Ion followed Mr.Snakes up to the door and was instantly surprised by the butler inside who ushered the two of them to the dining room. Ion was sitting down before he knew it and the butler was listing off a bunch of drinks which was obviously making him a bit flustered when he remembered a drink he was actually quite fond of, though others liked to tease him about it. "Do you have strawberry milk?" He piped up, looking at the man with big questioning eyes. The butler simply nodded and took off, he hadn't actually said if they did or not...which made Ion wonder if he had to go buy it and that brought a frown to his lips. "He didn't have to" He murmured to himself, not liking to be a bother to other people, even if it was their job. Perhaps he was simply too used to catering to others that he did not enjoy being catered to himself.
Ion looked at the bowl of soup before him and well, tentatively ate the food before him. It was good, which he had expected but...he wasn't exactly sure why he was being fed. Suddenly, he felt like some kind of pet cat which actually made the male pull a face to himself before he shook his head to clear the thought away. When the butler returned with his drink [which he did fairly quickly] it made Ion think that perhaps they had already had it....though he wasn't sure but he kept his mouth shut except for a polite 'thank you' to the man. He then took a sip of his milk, enjoying the sweet flavor that many people cringed at.
"Umm, Mr.Snakes, how's your head?" He piped up as he took another sip of his drink and gazed over at the man from behind the glass cup filled with the bright pink milk. Yup, this likely made him seem even more girly than before, but he liked it so that was that. He placed the cup down and leaned forward in his seat a bit, letting his gaze wander the big room for a moment, before he looked to Mr.Snakes again. "This table is unnecessarily large" he stated suddenly, not really knowing why...but it was just so big and he couldn't see the point of eating in a big room all by yourself...Did Mr.Snakes eat alone? That seemed...well lonely.
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 12:07 am
Yet again Donny had been lost in thought. This place was always so much better than anywhere else because it was so empty and he could get lost in any room and be left alone. Once he had enough money and he could leave the mafia in peace he would stay home forever and just live life doing hobbies and what not. He had watched the butler come and go and soon Ion had asked him a simple question about the table but the question would go unanswered and they sat there in silence. There were a couple things he was contemplating on but soon enough he would come up with the answer. He was simply weighing the positives and the negatives after all. It would take him just a bit more time to make a final decision and so the whole time they sat there quietly. Donny finished his bowl of soup and popped the pill in his mouth swallowing without the need of the water. His hand gripped the glass and he drank some however, his eyes staring into Ion's. Finally he set down the cup and spoke.
"Would you oppose toward me buying you?" It was all he said as he then waiting for the male to answer.
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 12:17 am
Ion had just about taken another sip of milk, but he choked and placed the cup down, obvious surprise flashing in the boys chocolate orbs. "I wouldn't say I'd be opposed, but surely your joking" He stated after he managed to get in a nice big gulp of air. That had been..unexpected to say the least. "I mean there's no real reason for you to buy me, I'm not the most useful person to have around. Sure I can clean, but im only mediocre at cooking and..." He muttered, almost ashamed to admit the last bit, but he would anyways "the only thing i really know how to do is pleasure others... I'm not exactly the best buy in the world" He murmured, letting his gaze wander away from the man now. He was a bit uncomfortable to say the least, but he had to be honest.
Ion couldn't see himself being worth anything at all, and the price for him was simply ridiculous in his eyes. People liked him because he was good at....entertaining and pleasing them, no one actually wanted to buy him exclusively! Finally his brows knitted together as he looked up at the male obviously confused. "Why? If you don't mind me asking... I just don't get it" He stated bluntly, yep, that same bluntness that could get him in to trouble one day. This was the second time Mr.Snakes had slipped away with him and now he was asking if Ion would be opposed to being bought by him. He then realized he hadn't exactly answer the mans question and...well became flustered again.
"But no. I wouldn't be opposed. You're the only person who's actually shown me kindness....real kindness. Not just pretty words" He murmured as he cast his gaze downwards to his lap where he fiddled with the hem of his shirt.
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 12:34 am
Donny again simply spoke very little but even speaking a little would make anyone speak ten times more in reaction. "Then this is your new home now. I already bought you." Then before Ion could really respond to that Donny called out for the butler who came in and ushered the young man out and began to give him a tour though Donny tagged along as he walked several feet behind him. The butler took him into the big kitchen, then the living room though there was about two and then about three bedrooms on the first floor along with a theater room and a game room. He then lead the boy up one of the flight of stairs and began to show him the other bedrooms the biggest one being Donny's. The room they entered next was the room right in front of Donny's and it was very decent size and decorated lovely.
"And this will be your room Master Ion," Though Ion would probably hate being called that the butler simply had a habit of doing so. He left Ion and Donny there and went back to doing his butler like duties.
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 12:45 am
Ion simply stared at Mr.Snakes in silence, that is until the butler returned and he was being lead around the house in a bit of a daze. Had he heard that right? Then again if he hadn't then why on earth would he be leading him around the house like this...well following, The butler was doing all the leading. It seemed to finally hit him when they reached the last room...his room? Home? It seemed the shock was finally ebbing away and thus a few unexpected tears seemed to fall from the boys eyes which in turn, startled even him. He quickly lifted his arm to wipe them away, he couldn't remember the last time he cried...he'd been so young and he had resigned himself to that way of life! He'd never expected well...this. Finally Ion turned to look at Mr.Snakes, obviously so confused and baffled and... relieved? that meant he didn't have to go back...he was free, well, as free as being bought by Mr.Snakes meant.
"I...Don't even" He muttered, completely at a loss for words for once, which was probably quite obvious at this time since Ion looked as if he was about to break down right at that moment and just bawl. "If this is a joke, it's a very cruel one" He stated, his own voice surprisingly timid and shaky...he was feeling far too vulnerable at the moment.
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2013 6:46 pm
"Sick cruel joke? I wouldn't waste so much money just to play such a joke on you. Now, go in and see if you like it or not, if you don't there are plenty of other rooms," Donny replied as he gently pushed Ion into the room with his hand placed on the young mans shoulder. He was still getting over his hang over so he wasn't showing much emotions and thus why he looked pretty expressionless.
((OOC: So Rinny is sick DX and so this was all my brain could muster v.v I sowwy ))
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2013 7:57 pm
Ion shut his mouth whilst he let his gaze wander about the room, it was lovely actually and so he simply shook his head. "No it's fine. Thank you..." He murmured, realizing his voice had just cracked. Ion clenched his teeth in order to control his emotions, he didn't want to get all teary eyed now though it was kind of hard. Was he actually free of that place? It just...didn't make sense to him what so ever. Ion turned his brig brown orbs over to "Really, it's lovely....thank you" He murmured, a small smile making it's way onto his lips. He had not expected this, not in the least. Honestly he hadn't even thought that Mr.Snakes liked him all that much.
Ion bit his bottom lip gently, was it alright for him to ask for the mans actual name? Well.... he figured he might as well ask. If he wanted him to keep addressing him as mr.snakes, that was fine to. "I umm...was wondering. Whats your first name? I mean i can keep calling you Mr.Snakes! But it feels...awkward" He voiced, admittedly it did feel weird to call him that. He felt like he was addressing some classy old man...
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 9:35 pm
Donny was lost in thought for a moment for he too began to question what he had just done. Would this make the boy think he liked him or would it make him believe that he was a pervert, wanting to keep the young lad all too himself. Figuring he could sort that out later, Donny looked at Ion and gave a faint nod to indicate that he would be telling him what his name was. "It's Donald, but you may call me Don if you wish. Now, you can shower in your personal bathroom, you'll find some clothes both new and the clothes you had at the Black Lily. I'll be down in the kitchen if you need me..."
Turning around he headed down the hallway, going down the stairs. Soon he sat by the counter drinking a cup of vodka that the butler gave him while the cook was making a dessert. Strawberry cheese cake.
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Posted: Thu Feb 07, 2013 7:10 pm
Ion features lit up when the male finally told him his real name. Donald, Don for short, alright! He watched the other male walk off before he turned to do as he had been told, picking out some new clothing from the drawer. He chose a soft off white long sleeved shirt and a pair of beige pants. He then wandered into the bathroom, letting his gaze wander for a moment, it was....big. Honestly Ion was used to having a smaller room...and he was also used to sharing it with someone, either a client or just one of the others at the Black Lilly. After a nice long, and rather relaxing shower the boy dried off and dressed himself, though he didn't really bother completely drying his long black hair before he left the room. The shirt was a bit baggy, which he quite liked because it was cozy.
After a while of wandering he found himself to be a bit lost, leaving the dark haired boy to wander the halls for another ten or so minutes. Finally, he made it to the room Don was in, a slightly foolish smile making it's way onto his lips "I got all turned around...there's too many hallways" He stated simply, letting his shoulders rise and fall in a simple shrug. The scent of Vodka reached his nose which made the male almost cringe, he never did like the stuff, vile tasting to him.... "Is drinking wise? I mean..." He muttered, his mind wandering back to the events of the night before and Don in his drunken rage.
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