| Not Everyone Can be Saved; Yuuki is introduced to an underground community that sells homeless people. | |
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| Topic Started: Mar 23 2018, 04:01 AM (2 Views) | |
| basketkitty | Mar 23 2018, 04:01 AM Post #1 |
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He wasn't sure how he found himself in that sort of place. It was a suggestion from an...acquaintance, you could say. They had told him to go out for a night, see what sort of people he could meet, make connections, have a few drinks... But what he was met with wasn't anything he had expected. Sitting upright in his chair, Yuuki stared at nervously at the stage as the lights dimmed even more. The talking around him soon hushed to nothing, and a voice boomed over speakers, announcing the first contestant. His first thought was that it was a gameshow, as the voice described a woman in detail. Beautiful, pale skin, dark hair, demure attitude... Maybe it was a sort of bachelor thing, where girls were brought on and men were allowed to interview them to go out with one. ...But sadly, that wasn't the case. No where near the case. The woman soon being prodded onstage, Yuuki felt his heart drop into his stomach in dread. She was malnourished, beaten up, visibly in tears...and naked. But the worst part came when the men around him suddenly started calling out numbers: prices. Five-hundred thousand, one-million, two-million, ten-million... Before he could react, she was quickly sold off and was dragged offstage, the chain around her neck handed to the smug man who yanked her back to his seat while another auction started. This time, it was a man, who looked even sicker than the girl before him. He, too, was naked and bruised, but unlike the girl, his eyes still held some glint in them. As the call for bids arrived, no one seemed very interested. A few hands raised with small numbers: fifty-thousand, seventy-five thousand... Panic settling in quickly, Yuuki bolted out of his seat. "Ten million!" he yelled, clutching his coat tight to his chest. No one else taking to raising his offer, all eyes were laid on him as he shakily made his way to the stage, where an ice-cold chain was pressed into his hand. Swallowing hard, Yuuki nodded and gently lead the man away, after writing out the desired check. Ignoring the whispers and murmurs of the people around him, Yuuki lead the way towards the exit, wanting out of there as quickly as possible. Once they were above ground again, and a few yards away from the entrance, he stopped and turned to the man, quickly doing away with his collar and handcuffs with the key he'd been given as well. Shaking too hard to really say anything, he wrapped his coat around the man's shoulders, it seeming to swallow him whole. Then, he lead him by the shoulders to his car nearby. He knew he couldn't really do anything. He hated running away like this, but he managed to save one person...maybe. He wished he could do more, but he didn't have that much money. And...sadly, he knew he couldn't call the police. That sort of place probably paid the police to protect them. Short of buying everyone they brought in, there was nothing he could do. Arriving to the actually somewhat modest house, Yuuki glanced to the man sitting beside him. "U-um...I'm...I'm sorry..." Not sure how to proceed, he rested his hands on the steering wheel. "Just...do what you're going to do with me..." the man mumbled, his face turned downwards as it had been this whole time. Silence holding for another minute, Yuuki breathed in. "Let's...let's go inside, then," he murmured, opening his car door. Leading the way into the house, which was silent and empty as usual, Yuuki turned on some lights and gently lead the man towards the bathroom. "You can wash up in here, I'll bring you some clothes. Um, feel free to use anything you want, the clothes will be folded by the door," he said, giving a small smile to the man. "Though, um...can I...ask your name? They didn't say one...did they?" "...You're supposed to name me, yourself..." "Ah?" "I'm your property now...right? So choose one yourself," the man said, his voice still a mumble as always. "A-ah, n-no, I can't. Um...if you don't want me to know it, though, then, um...c-can I call you...um...Sir?" Though as serious as he was for this offer, the man glared over his shoulder at him. "...Are you mocking me?" "N-no! Not at all! I just! I...I don't want to name you. Please...I just want to be polite. I-I'm sorry...I'll leave you to shower. O-or bathe, wh-whichever you'd like. I'm sorry," Yuuki said, stepping back. "Um... My name is...Yuuki Shunya, though. So if you need help...you can just call for me, okay? There's, um...a first aid kit under the sink, too. I'll help with anything you can't reach," he said, giving a small bow. "I'll be back with your clothes." Closing the door now, Yuuki breathed in slow and let it out shakily. Name him? How could he? Was that really how those people were going to be treated? As pets? Slaves? What a horrible thing...why would that person recommend such a place? Was that really the sort of people he was surrounded by at his new job? Were those the sorts of people his parents had wanted him to be with? Had his...parents...been to places like that...? Quickly shaking those thoughts from his head, Yuuki went into his room and gathered anything he could find that might fit the man in the shower. He was so thin and frail, anything Yuuki had would definitely suffocate him. He was already swimming in just his coat... Managing to find some things that had shrunk in the wash fairly recently, Yuuki ran them through the dryer again in hopes that made them shrink further, then folded them and laid the clothes by the bathroom door as he'd promised. Heading into the kitchen now, he honestly wasn't that hungry, but knew he was going to have feed the poor man something. He wanted to make something big and hearty...but he was terrible at cooking, and everything he had were easy-make pre-packaged foods. Guess...anything was good enough, he supposed. As long as it was filling in the end. Watching the soup cook in the microwave, Yuuki nearly jumped when he heard the bathroom door open. Peeking down the hall, to make sure the man found the clothes waiting for him, he saw an arm reach out and take the pile before slipping back behind the door. The microwave soon finishing, he carefully took the bowl out and set it on a tray with various crackers, bread, and toast, and carried it over to the small dining table. Pouring a glass of water, hot tea, warm milk, iced coffee, and juice, he laid those out on the table as well and returned to the hall just as the man quietly stepped out, his hair still damp, but otherwise he looked comfortable. The clothes, however...were definitely still too big for him. "Ahh...I'm sorry, those were the smallest I had. Um...we can go out and I can buy you more tomorrow. For now, I made you dinner," he said, motioning for the man to follow him to the kitchen. "Sorry it's...not fancy...but I hope it's alright. I can make anything else you'd like, if this isn't any good." "It's...it's fine," the man said, as he sat down and picked up the spoon. Trying to busy himself with his own mess while the man ate, Yuuki couldn't help but glance over every now and then, easily noticing that the man didn't really eat very much. Though any comment about it was brushed off with a 'It's fine'. It was odd, though. Yuuki was used to the idea that people who were thin like that ate as if there was no tomorrow, that they gorged themselves at any instance of food. Was that not the case? Or was he holding back? Several minutes passing by, the man set down his spoon and finished off the water. "A-ah....are you done?" Yuuki asked, stepping forward. Getting a small nod from the man, he smiled. "Mm, alright, then I'll take you to your room," he said, motioning for him to follow. Sadly, there wasn't a guest room. The house was small, only two bedrooms, and one he had quickly turned into a library-study room. But he didn't say that. Leading him to the master bedroom, Yuuki flipped on a light. "Sorry for the mess, but feel free to make yourself comfortable. If the clothes aren't any good, there's some more in the closet, of course, but...they're even bigger than those ones," he said, motioning to what the man was already wearing. "There's another bathroom in that room there, if you need it. And if you want to change the temperature, feel free. It's not central, so don't worry," he said, pointing to everything respectively. "If you get hungry again, let me know. Or if you need anything, you'll be able to find me--" "What, you're not going to fuck me?" Stopping mid-sentence, Yuuki stared at the man for a second. Of course...that's what the point of it was...why had he not realized? They were naked to show off their bodies. They were supposed to be sex slaves... "...What...you didn't realize...?" The man's frown deepening, he turned more towards Yuuki. "What you were there for?" "I...don't know..." "Why did you bother buying me then?" "Because...that was the only choice," Yuuki replied, still somewhat dazed. "If I tried force, I'd be dead." "You mean I'd be dead. You're too rich to be killed. They'd cover it up and you'd get off scot-free. ...Why me, though? Why not the girl before me? Or the next guy?" "Be...because...I...I couldn't watch them take another person out like that...!" "Why not the girl before me, then?! What about her, huh? Isn't she important, too?!" Flinching back at the sudden increase in volume and anger from the man, Yuuki stepped back as well. "I! I'm sorry...I didn't know what was happening until it was too late for her. I can't compete with that kind of money... If I could, I would buy everyone and set you all free! You shouldn't have to deal with that sort of thing!" "But we do." His tone suddenly shifting, the man looked at Yuuki, his hands clenched to his sides. "Do you know why you don't see people on the streets anymore? That place is why. Even if you bought us all and set us out again, we'd be back on those streets and we'd be rounded up and sent back into those fucking places again. It would be a neverending cycle. So...knowing that...what are you going to do to me?" Once more, there was a tense silence. Swallowing hard, Yuuki slowly straightened his stance and looked down. "You can...live with me...if you'd like... You're right...I can't do anything for the others...but I can help you... I was going to make sure you were healthy again and let you go...but if you end up out there again...then you can stay here until you have your own place to live... O-or if...if you don't want to be with the person who paid money for you...then you can stay with some friends of mine... They're all really good people and would take really good care of you, too..." "At least until I'm found and killed..." the man murmured. And in noticing Yuuki's surprised expression, he let out a silent sigh. "If I'm found living with someone other than the person who bought me...they'll believe I ran away." "How can they tell?" Breathing in deep, the man pushed up a sleeve and stepped forward. On his wrist, there was a small lump. "They tag us." "W-we...we can get a doctor to cut it out." "Doctors are in on it. They'll call it in and I'd be dead." "W-what if we tried? I'm sure we could manage it! It doesn't look that dee--" "Unless you know how to suture, I don't think I want any knives around my wrists, thanks. No matter what, I don't have a choice." Wetting his lips, Yuuki watched as the man pulled his sleeve back down and turn away to look back at the bed. "You...you only mentioned living with other people, though. What happens if you lived on your own? Like your own house?" "If I can prove the house is mine...or that I'm paying rent, and have a job...then they'll leave me alone." "What if you shared rent and had a job while living with someone else?" "...I don't know. Maybe it would work... They didn't bring that up," he murmured. "I don't want to risk it..." his voice softening further, he visibly shrank more, his shoulders drooping and head lowering more. The conversation seeming over with there, Yuuki wet his lips again and nodded. "...Alright... We can talk about this more tomorrow then, and...and decide what to do... Try to get some sleep. Goodnight," he said, bowing his head as he shut the door behind him. He felt awful...and he wondered about the girl that the man had brought up several times now...but there wasn't anymore information he could get out of the man right now. Maybe tomorrow... For now, he supposed he could look it up a bit and sleep on it as well... Hopefully they could figure out what to do... |
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