Two humans sat on opposite couches facing each other. The first was a pure white albino with shaggy snow colored hair that shaded his odd golden orbs surrounded by a sea of obsidian. He was dressed properly in a casual dark red business suit with a black tie and shiny black shoes. One of his pale, black nailed hands was burrowed in his small pet's chocolate colored locks. The pet was smaller than him by at least a foot and had almost chin length waves of brown hair and glowing blue orbs that glared across the room at the other human. The pet happened to be a hybrid with black twitching ears and a sleek tail wrapped around one of his master's arms as he curled closer to his kind master. The hybrid was also dressed nicely in a long navy blue dress shirt and loose black dress pants, though he was missing footwear.
The other human on the opposite couch was not the picture of youth like the albino. He was probably in his late 40s, early 50s at least. Parts of his graying black hair were missing, leaving him spots of baldness. His eyes, a dark gray spoke of his age. He was missing a few teeth. But he was still a strong, powerful man, which is why the albino was here to talk with him.
"So... you want fresh females?" The old man stated, before laughing. "I can see why. You've not had any new ones going into your business in a while."
"Fresh females would be very nice... the current ones can only hold so many cubs before they are unusable anymore," the albino replied.
"Yet you say you want a discount..."
"I have been a customer of yours for a long time... surely you will give a discount to such a loyal customer, besides I do give you part of the profits I make with my business," the albino replied smoothly, petting his hybrid a bit more for the tensing in his pet's shoulders.
The old man laughed. "Very well. But at least let me show off a new pet of mine first. I'm sure you'll like him. He actually came from your company when your father was running it."
"Of course, I'm intrigued about him."
The elder clapped his hands and a few seconds later another hybrid came in, this one holding a leash. The brown haired hybrid on the albino's lap gasped before turning his face to hide his fury and disgust at what the human did to another of his kind.
The other end of the leash was connected to a thick leather collar that was around another hybrid's throat. The chained hybrid was heavily bruised and bleeding in various places, and he was very thin, his height only about 5'5. He had long, orange hair that was matted and unwashed, and his cat ears and tail were the same color, one of them torn completely in half. He only wore a torn shirt that barely covered everything.
"He likes to resist, and even though he's been a slave his whole life he's still defiant sometimes, so I had to teach him a lesson." The old man waved it off. "He's used to it, anyways." He was now holding the leash, and the hybrid stumbled before falling onto his knees when the man pulled on the leash to make him sit at his feet.
"I will assume you haven't had him long if he's still on a leash," the albino stated as he held his own hybrid closer, knowing he was upset now.
"I said new pet, didn't I?" he chuckled. "A few weeks at most. His old master grew tired of him when he lost his voice from screaming so much. Such a waste, I heard he had nice screams too."
The brown haired hybrid started to growl lowly at the other human. "Still, no one really enjoys a pet that refuses to listen."
"Oh, he listens with the right motivation. Isn't that right, Ichigo?" The oranget flinched at his words and quickly moved to stare at the floor.
"I see," the albino nodded slightly, trying to quiet his pet who's growls were getting a bit louder.
"W-where..." it was the hybrid, his voice raw and just barely a whisper, "are th-they?" He looked up at his master. "Y-you said... that y-you would give them back if I b-behaved!"
"Yes, yes, well, I lied about that bit. You see, dear little Ichigo, I sold them."
"Y-you... wha.." Ichigo's eyes went wide, their amber depths holding horror.
"Sold them."
"B-but..." The oranget gripped the cushion of the couch and pulled himself up some, only to get knocked off. "Insolent pet. If you do not wish for them to be used for something other than manual labor you will behave, and I will tell them to refrain from doing so." The hybrid shrunk back against the coffee table and curled up into a little ball.
"You see, no-one ever thought of controlling hybrids like him like I do. Simply take away what they hold dear and they will behave. In this case it's his newborns. It's extremely effective. But don't you think he's cute? Glad to add such a uniquely colored hybrid to the collection."
"I would have to disagree... Tensa is much cuter because he is happy with his life," the albino replied. "Though I will agree about him being uniquely colored."
"So you are saying my methods aren't good?" The old man asked.
"No, I'm just saying unhappy pets are more likely to rebel and if you already took away what they hold dear, they have nothing to lose."
"You just treat your pets differently. You spoil them." The elder stated and waved the comment off. "He's perfectly obedient as long as I keep from killing those newborns."
"They will eventually die. Only 1 in 3 hybrids live to the age of 5... relying on such small and weak newborns for your power over a pet... it's kind of pathetic," the younger male chuckled. His pet, Tensa giggled a bit, glaring at the other human.
"It's as if you're trying to get on my bad side." The old man said. "And as long as one lives, he will do as I say. This isn't the first time I've dealt with one like him."
"I am simply stating my own opinion of the situation. If I do get on your bad side, oh well, I will simply take my business elsewhere. It's not like you are the only one of your kind. I could easily find someone willing to take less money for more hybrids. I'm only buying from you because of your closeness with my father."
The old man frowned and tugged on the leash, forcing Ichigo out of his hiding place underneath the table. The oranget looked extremely upset but he seemed to be trying to hide it. He was forced to sit at his feet. The elder sighed. "You will learn sooner or later. You're still young and do not know how hybrids must be treated, and do not seem to realize you are one of few who pamper their pets."
"Shut up about my master! Or I will claw your throat out and gouge out your eyes!" Tensa snarled.
The old man looked rather surprised at the hybrid's sudden outburst. "You will do well to control that spoiled thing in my presence."
The albino smiled amusedly. "Tensa, no being violent... you should be polite to the old man or you can't come along with me when I go out," he playfully scolded.
"Yes Shiro," the hybrid replied, ears down in a mock of submission. He knew Shiro didn't mean the threat. Ichigo stared at them, holding onto his arm where it had scraped against the sharp metal detailings on the table. His ears were back and his eyes were red from something other than the bruising and cuts.
"Just leave before I revoke your discount." The old man sighed and tugged the leash again, forcing the oranget to look away from them.
"Before I go... I have one last proposal to make," Shiro stated.
"Hmm?"
"I would like the orange haired hybrid, Ichigo... name your price."
"You want my newest pet?" He questioned. "If you're interested to see if you can hear that pretty little voice of his, I really wouldn't bother. He lost it over a month ago and I doubt it'll ever heal."
"I have other interests in him other than that," Shiro replied.
"Why, thats what he was bred for. Don't tell me you've never had a hybrid meant for what he is?"
"That's what Tensa was, I decided against using him for that," Shiro replied.
The old man frowned. "You're a very odd man." he said. "But very well, without that voice he's not exactly fun anyways. Name what you're willing to pay. May I remind you that he was relatively hard to find."
Shiro paused for a moment to think. "How much did you pay for him?" he asked.
"He was about double the normal going for, even in his damaged state."
"... I will pay 15,000 for him." Shiro replied.
"Oh? The price of three hybrids for one? Alright then." The old man laughed. "To be honest I expected you to offer the same I payed."
"I don't like to do as I'm expected, so do we have a deal? 15,000 for Ichigo?"
"You have a deal."
"Excellent," Shiro smiled.
"W-wait..." It was Ichigo. "M-my kittens... I-I can't leave... they'll kill my kittens!"
"Quiet!" Ichigo flinched and covered his head.
"I shall take my leave and return in an hour with the money for Ichigo and the females." Shiro stated.
"I will have the papers for you."
"Thank you," Shiro stated as he stood, Tensa at his side, clinging to his arm with a soft purr. His master was very kind to adopt the oranget away from this man.
Again with the new stories xD Me and Via love to roleplay I do, Sigs... and this one's been loved so much that we're actually almost finished with it already.. and we, what, started it a few weeks or so ago? Please review xD
This story is awesome and I love it... Via probably does too...