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Slaine shuddered from the touch. Opening his eyes, even in the dim light they looked red, almost bloodshot. Having heard of Shinto's so-called 'fate', he had retired himself to his room immediatly. There, he had cried himself to sleep. From what he had heard of this Radevel from others, it wasn't likely his friend would come out in one piece, if even at all. Shinto had been like a brother-figure to him, and the loss was just as bad. Seeing the other above him, the dark-haired boy reached an arm up to wrap around Mizi's neck. He pulled him into a tight embrace. "It could have been anyone," he sobbed into the other's shoulder. "But it was him. Shinto was taken and he could be dead by now. It was him and he's gone."

Mizi frowned in concern as the younger male shuddered. Was the sleeping form just cold or could it be that there was something wrong with Mizi's gesture? The fingers that lingered by Slaine's brow now shrunk away from his skin in hesitation. When the stirring boy opened his eyes, Mizi didn't miss the redness they held. He couldn't suppress a soft gasp. 'Oh, no. He's been crying! He must have been really upset and I didn't even know.' So Slaine had retreated to his room ever since Shinto was taken. How ironic. Mizi searched every room in the house for him last night and skipped the most obvious location the other could have been in.
Mizi sat on the side of the bed as Slaine looped an arm about his neck. He easily fell into the tight embrace. Managing to slip an arm between the other's raised shoulders and the mattress, Mizi returned the hug as best he could. It was rather uncomfortable to his ribs and being in that awkward position, but that was of no consequence to him. Slaine's muffled words were a little incoherent to Mizi's ear, but he could relatively understand what the younger male was trying to say. His other hand rubbed Slaine's back soothingly. "God, I'm so sorry, Slaine," he whispered. Mizi didn't know what to do but just hold the sobbing boy and try his best to help console him. "Shh, it'll be okay. I promise. Shinto is not going to d--" Mizi stopped himself. If he actually said the word, Slaine could get even more upset. It was already breaking the brunette's heart to see someone he cared for in such agony. Besides, he couldn't promise that Shinto would be alive when.. or if they found him, either. Tightening his grip on Slaine and quickly correcting himself, the mixer continued, "The police are going to sort everything out, Slaine. Shinto's no pushover. He'll fight to come back." Mizi turned his head to the side and kissed the younger one's neck lightly, letting his warm breath wash over the skin as he exhaled. "P-please, please don't cry. He wouldn't want you to..." he added softly, "It's painful to see you so upset."

As the other rose, the brunette slipped both his arms around Slaine's torso in a more natural embrace. He smiled inwardly as Slaine's tears ceased. He was so pleased that the other wasn't crying anymore. He understood everyone needed a good cry, but it was so hard to sit and watch and not be able to do much to help them. "You're welcome," he replied, closing his eyes for a moment. He couldn't imagine the place without Shinto either. It would be so quiet, lonely, boring... just not the same at all. "I can't either... but try not to think that way. Let's just wait and see how successful the police are before we think about that, okay?" he suggested and opened his violet orbs again. He nodded with the plea. "I understand. Of course I won't make you go," he said softly. This, however, did not mean Mizi was exempt from his duties. He also needed to talk to Lady B about Slaine's absence. His shift was supposed to start at 11am and it was... Violet eyes read the clock: 10:37am. "Slaine, I should--" he began but stopped himself. He felt so guilty going off to work and leaving Slaine alone. Maybe he could take the day off too if Lady B didn't really need him. There were others that shared his job title who could cover his spot if the club was even open today. "Would you like me to stay with you?" he asked quietly. He would not mind at all getting food for, making drinks, talking to, or just remaining with Slaine for the entire day.

Mizi gazed at his friend's tired frame with soft violet hues, hands moving to rest on either side of the seated boy once their embrace ended. Something tugged on his heart. How could he have not been here last night when Slaine had obviously been in so much pain? Considering that, how could he think about work when the attractive male was still so upset? He just couldn't leave him like this. Hearing Slaine's answer, Mizi offered him a hopeful smile and shook his head. "No, not selfish. I'd rather not leave you here all by yourself today, if it's okay with you." A hand reached up and combed dark locks from Slaine's face before he kissed a tear-streaked cheek. "I'll go talk to Lady B about it, okay? Just relax until I come back," he said as he slipped off the bed. The brunette paused as he reached the door and turned around. "Do you want anything? Like something to drink or breakfast? Or should I just come back as soon as I can?" he questioned.

The sun outside had grown too bright to be hidden by the mere blinds of Talis's room. The boy who had sat unmoving for yet another hour shifted his tired body again. He supposed he couldn't ignore the inevitable day forever. Slipping off his comforter, Talis moved slowly to his simple bathroom. Cotton pajamas hit the floor before his naked form entered a warm shower. He'd taken one the night before, but the frustrated boy didn't know what else to do with himself. After showering, Talis moved through his wardrobe. He decided to wear undergarments today. After all, Radevel had a more preferred... Talis couldn't bring himself to finish that sentence and think about his new whore. Shaking his head, he pulled on looser leather pants. They were still flattering, but for once left something to the imagination. A fitted pink t-shirt lie under a much less flattering hoodie. He didn't know why he didn't lay everything on the line for the man to take as he desired. For some reason, today Talis was just tired. Tired of feeling shoved away when he practically threw himself at the man. Maybe he was trying to send a message? If Radevel was unable to see anything wrong with his boytoy, he had to be blind. Because Talis wasn't going to flaunt anything for his master today. Or so he thinks.

The pretty youth exited his bedroom and made his way to the kitchen. He ignored stares from the other boys of the business due to the small scene he made the night before. 'Oh god, I hope Rad didn't find anything out.'

The warm kiss was like a reassuring light entering into Slaine's fatigued body. With the say, he paused a moment before settling back on the large pillows. "I could go for a pancake," he answered. In fact, he hadn't eaten since breakfast the day before so the mention of food suddenly caused him to realize his hunger that had taken a backseat to grief. If Mizi didn't want to see him upset, then he would try his hardest not to be. Besides, the police were on it, right? Every was going to be fine! 'I hope..' Swallowing the growing lump in his throat, the youth looked back up to the other standing by the door with a soft smile. "And maybe some juice.. I don't think I could quite stomach coffee today. That is, if it's not all too mmuch trouble for you. If it is, you can just come back here after talking to B.. Or whatever you want."

Fiore gasped and froze *i..he...were....!!!!* he quickly sat up "i..i...i....im sorry!!" he gasped out