The sun had long since set, the night buzzing with noise as two men walked through the streets. Side by side, their combined aura kept most people away, though the sight still drew their eyes. What handsome men, they thought, admiring the two.
The taller of the two, with hair blazing orange, smiled at everyone who met his eyes, smirking as a few women seemed to lose their footing at gesture. His clothes, though worn, stretched over every inch of muscle on him. The man was handsome, muscular and joyous. The women shivered at the thought of being beneath him, of pleasuring him with their bodies. Some women were more brazen about it, brave enough to actually offer themselves to the redheaded god before them, but he refused the gently, always staying near the shorter man in front of him.
The shorter man, though not by much, was a man with soft brown hair with gentle eyes and a even gentler smile. He gave off an aura of control and strength, a kind of strength that defended their children and saved damsels. He walked down the street with such ease, no one tried to stand in his way, the path parting as he walked. And it wasn't as if the women hadn't wanted him. They did, it was just that the man had never even looked at the women making passes at him.
"Hey, Captain, can I ask you something?" The red head asked as the pair continued down the streets of the town.
"Of course, Josak." The brunette replied, briefly turning to his long time friend. "But please, stop calling me captain. We're not captain and subordinate anymore" The two had fought side by side and seen hell together The least that the man could do is speak to him like a friend.
"Right, right. Sorry." Josak conceded with a grin. "I was just wondering where we're going." He asked, looking around. The roads were getting darker and more difficult to memorize. As a soldier, the red head had trained himself to learn the way to any place he had ever gone to but this path never seemed to end. "This is pretty far from home and there's nothing I can see that needs investigating in this town, so why are we here?"
The brunette remained silent and continued to walk. After a long silence, Josak decided to speak, to make a guess really. Then again, it was kind of obvious. "You're here to buy another guy for the night, aren't you, Conrad?" The brunette flinched, turning swiftly to his companion in surprise. Before the obvious question would be flung, Josak continued. "I know because I saw you doing this before in another town when his majesty was sleeping. I followed you." Conrad cringed at the mention of the young demon king. Josak figured that Conrad didn't want the young boy to know where he was going every night.
"Will you say anything?" Conrad said with his back to the taller man. His spine was rod straight and his hands were clenched tight. The only time Josak had seen him this nervous was when King Yuuri was in danger of death.
"Nope." Josak replied, walking ahead of the stiff man. He didn't turn around as he spoke. "I've seen the castle you live in. His Majesty already has to deal with Lord von Bielefeld and Lord von Christ. I can imagine his horror if he found out your sexual preference. I don't care either way. You're still my captain so I will respect your choice." Conrad didn't move. He had worried about how the conversation would go. It was good to know that he could trust Josak
"Thank you." He whispered, but Josak, with his excellent hearing, knew he said it. With a confidence he hadn't had moments before, Conrad walked down the alley leading to the more private brothels.