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Wanted!
Drama, violence, action, Romance

Character: Mafia, yakuza, gangster leader. Seme. Why he actually wants Asa can range from having his own disease to healing a family member to plain ole greed. I lean more towards anime profiles for this one.

Side idea: If not the leader of the syndicate, perhaps the second in command or a guard surprised

Profile:

Name: Asa Midaire
Age: 20
Orientation: Uke
Status: Jobless. Healer.
Nicknames: The Healer, Midaire
Background: The Midaire family was greatly known for their healing abilities. Almost all diseases and ailments were cured or minimized depending on the Midaires. They've been enslaved, threaten, and caged. One day, the Midaires decided to end their suffering end their curse that was once a the greatest joy and duty. Asa was born seconds after the Midaire family cured their curse by healing each other. Asa was the only one left out as his father was healing. His mother at the moment was weakening from all the labor and bleeding out. Therefore Asa was the only Midaires to remain with the gift. He was raised into a great teen whom decided it was best to try healing people, but his form took a beating afterwards. He would end up passing out for a day or more depending on the extent of the case.

As he was the last of the healers, Asa ran from his family. He was already hounded after by many. He changed states constantly. He changed his name constantly. He couldn't remain in one spot. Something always gave him away.

The waft of decaying fish and salt washed over the structure. Horns blared from the vessel along the shores. The warehouse was in motion under the reign of the most infamous man in the crime scene these days. Notorious for so many crimes, unfortunately, it was hard to ever pin it on the fellow. Inside, he strolled about taking in the details, noting and glaring at any who's eyes fell on him. His second and his guard flanked him a such an acute animosity. With a slow and dominant stride he walked from his minor profits of embezzlement, human trafficking, and drug goods. A minor smirk had donned the male's features of with his pale white flesh. His legs stretched as he went faster hoping to see his new found money maker was doing. Guards were allowed to stand about the door, but he had yet to inform them what was inside. Only his second knew the truth. Those who had finally captured his prize merely were told he was a child of a wealthy family he needed to have.

He walk up to the door looking at the guards. He wafted his hand telling them to leave. His second and own guard took post. He waltzed in latching the door carefully. He wished to keep this as quiet as possible. How many would try to steal it? He was thrilled he had this room sound proof. Originally it was designed to host beating, but his new found toy needed a home. The mobster looked at the youth. He was on the mattress curled up in the blankets barely breathing. “Asa.” He uttered the male's name. No reaction. Asa's skin normally a bronze hue dropped several shades. He neared slowly. It was when his eyes latched on to the unconscious male. He recently healed one of his near dead men. A gun shot to the lungs and another to close to his heart. It was perfectly easy to let the other die however he was tested the his new toy out. Nearly beat to harshly for refusing his orders. Asa didn't seem to recover yet. Still deep in slumber. He was thinning slightly. The Leader would have to remember that. He needed this being alive and well if he wanted to become extremely wealthy. Slowly he removed himself from the healer's side.

Once outside he spoke to his second, “Ensure he is well fed from now on. Even if he has to be forced. Also time how long it takes before he seems able to walk about. We must start timing his limits.” Perhaps make him stronger...


Asa wavered along the walls. It seems maybe weeks since he had been taken. He was slightly dazed and stumbled a bit as he followed three men huffing through his nose as he held back the need to sleep. He wanted to sleep more and more it seemed. His body took a great deal. What he was stumbling to now he hoped wouldn't be such a critical need. He gulped staying at the wall hoping to regain some strength. He was pushed hard and found the floor immediately. He gasped huffing. Asa golden hues locked onto the one who pushed him and closed trying to get up. He had yet to fully recover from what he healed last. The male forced his shaking legs up heading to the main control room of the warehouse where the man responsible was lurking. How much longer did this man think he could move in these conditions...

Once more his powers were used. He could feel himself dragged. This was done numerous times. His arms ached from it, but Asa could not utter a word as his mind swam in cloud nine. His form was so light and he was sinking further in the dark barely keeping his blurred eyes open. Every now and then he could focus. He needed to escape this. How would he if he was always so weak. There had to be away. His golden eyes fluttered and was gone into the dark...