hey guys! I am a big fan of Voltage Inc (all rights belong to them and shit), so I decided I would do a fic for KBTBB. It contains some swearwords, sorry for that. Also I want to say sorry for any mistakes I made language wise, English is not my first language. And ehm... oh that's right! In order for the characters to fit into my story, I changed some childhood stories, and Eisuke is incredibly OOC

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Eisuke's pov

Pff, how i hated that woman. Once again she had dragged me to one of the fancy hotel boutiques to buy her a dress. For my own sake I had told the manager I wanted no one else in the shop. One thing less I had to deal with. After a few minutes of looking around I saw the perfect dress. Not neccisarily for this girl, Elisa I believe she was called. It was just the perfect dress. It was a navy blue fitted dress, with a few subtle sparkles at the top. "This one", I said to the lady helping me. She swallowd nervously. "I'm so sorry sir, but that isn't possible" she looked absolutely frigtned. I groweld and gave her a stern look. "And why would that be?" I asked her. She looked as if she was going to cry. "We already sold it sir..." her voice trailed off. I asked who had bought it. The lady simply looked over my shoulder. There stood a boy, no older than sixteen years, looking at me with a mischivious look in his eyes.

"So you are here for that dress?" I asked him, while raising an eyebrow. He simply nodded and took the dress out of my hands. "Give that back!" I said, raising my voice. The boy simply shook his head. "No, I have already payed for it." That pissed me off. How deared he, the little bastard. I felt like screaming at him, but I had no time for this nonsense. I let the dress go with a grunt, and then I turned around. I looked at the lady that helped me earlier and said: "don't let that happen again."

Joy-Anne's pov

When Marc came home with the dress I was totally exited. "Thank you honey!" I hugged him tight. He pushed me away, laughing. "You should have seen his face!" "Who's face?" I asked him. "I don't know who he is, but he was pretty pissed when I came to get that dress." He couldn't stop laughing. "Now calm down Marc", I couldn't help but giggle myself.

A few hours later, after going to the salon, I stood before the mirror. I held the dress in front of me. "Marc!" I called "What is it Joy?" He said from the kitchen. "Do I have to wear the suit with this?"

Marc walked into the room and looked at me. "I think that tattoo looks really awesome with this dress, but like always it's a bit much. He said referring to the large blue dragon that was tattooed on my left arm and my back. Sighing I opened a drawer and pulled out my 'suit', a one piece that fitted me perfectly, and covered the tattoo. I sighed again. "But it so hot with that thing on..." I looked at Marc with puppy dog eyes (our dog, Maya had tougt me how to do that), and pouted. "Please..." But he was not going to give in. "if the wrong people see that tattoo, it might get you into trouble. Again."

Although I did not want to wear that horrible suit, I had to agree with him. The tattoo always drew a lot of attention. Sometimes it was good that people immediately knew I am a Ice Dragon. Other times it was less convenient, as people weren't too happy with our business. In the end I decided to go with Marc and put on the suit. I let a girl from the salon come over to do my hair and makeup. "You look absolutely wonderful, Miss Writer." She said. I smiled at her. "That was my intention. "

Eisuke's pov

It was about ten o'clock, when I went downstairs to the Mad Hatter's Party. I went alone this time, as I just couldn't stand that Elisa any more. She had whined and cried, but I still broke up with her. Not that I had cared for her in the first place. When I walked in I was greeted by the usual desperate girls, trying to hit on me. I pushed them aside and walked to Soryu, who was talking to Baba.

"And that's why I have three girls chasing me right now." Baba ended his story laughing. Soryu didn't seem to notice. He was looking over his shoulder.

"What are you looking at? " I asked him. He did not need to give an answer. I looked over his shoulder and saw saw the most beautiful woman ever. She had long red hair, ice blue eyes, and she was wearing... wait a second! That's the dress, I thought. It made her -if possible- even more gorgeous. The blue looked amazing with her hair and her eyes. I couldn't take my eyes of her. Baba started talking again. "Hey Eisuke! Wake up dude!" He snapped my fingers in front of my face. I teared my glance away from her and looked at him with an annoyed expression. "Was that necessary?" "Absolutely" He answer with a smirk. Asshole. I looked around again, but but she but she was gone...

Joy-Anne's pov

I was happily talking with some people when my eyes met his. Soryu. Shit, shit, shit. I so hoped I wouldn't bump into him...

I quickly looked away again, and started talking to a Russian friend of mine. I had not seen him for a couple of years, so it was nice to speak to him again.

After a while I excused myself and when to the bathroom. Biggest mistake ever...

In no time eight lady's surrounded me, asking angerly who I was, and what I did here. I explained calmly that I was here for business, and business only. They did not seem to notice. Some of the started crying, something about attention being paid to me, instead of to them I believe. Others started shouting that I had to leave. I refused. No way these skinny barbie dolls, with their blonde hair and their fake boobs could stop me. I tried to get out, but they wouldn't let me. I punched one in the face. I had to suppress a smile when I felt her nose break. An other one I kicked. She felt to the floor, dragging four others with her. Pff. Drama queen. I turned around to beat the rest of them up, when I heard a clicking sound. "Don't move, or you're dead." A deep voice said. I slowly raised my hands. "Now turn around" I did as he said. I looked straight into the barrel of his gun. Damn. "You shouldn't have beat them up." The man said. Oh my god, he is huge! I don't think I can beat him... The man started telling me about the auction. Like I did not know what that was already. He said that they were going to sell one these ladies there tonight, because she broke some important piece of art or something like that. Anyways, she could not be sold looking like that. Now I think about it, she really did look awful. Her hair was messed up, and her face was starting to get bigger, and an interesting shade of purple. Oh yeah, the point was that I was now going to be sold, to replace her.

I did not think much of it. I would just offer the one that bought me his money back, and that was it. Right?

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