Eyyy, finals coming soon. Assignments unfinished. We're also moving houses. Shit going wrong. Ugh. I haven't written for more than a year. Kinda scared to write? hahaha. These are just drabbles with my oc. I apologize before hand for crappy english and grammar.

I'll try to update whenever i can though honestly everything depends on my mood.

Thankyouforputtingupwithme.


What's your name? Ryou, Akiyama Ryou. A hand grabbed my face through the rusty bars. Twisting and turning roughly. I heard a small chuckle before the hand retracted. "I'll take this one."

I'm not here because I want to be. Long story short, my parents borrowed money from the wrong guys. Debt happened and a bunch of other shit. In an attempt to protect my loving family I was kidnapped. I was…I was sold. Obviously not once or twice. Perhaps a dozen times. With some luck I was always assigned kitchen duties as a servant in various places I was sold to. Other times, I wasn't so lucky…But, I managed.

Somehow I ended up here. The Varia headquarters. The head of servants thought I'd be of good use and bought me…Well, I'm guessing that much anyway. I don't know much about Varia other than it's a ruthless group of mafia. Honestly, I rather be just sold away again than be involved with the mafia. They're nothing but bad news. I just want to live my life normally…freely without being constricted. So of course that means not as a servant or a slave.

"Akiyama, stop spacing out!"

I jerked back to reality and shakily apologized. Well, shit. I can't afford to make mistakes here... especially not here.

"Go wake the boss up…"

What. What. What. No way. "Can't someone else do it?" I was taken back. I've only met the man once and that was when I had to go clean up the broken glass from the dining hall…the one he had thrown at a fellow comrade's head. Like hell I'm going to make direct contact with a man that dangerous. No way in hell.

"The people who usually do it are out on a mission. Most of the reliable staff members are on vacation. And, honestly, Akiyama do you have the right to question my order?" The head servant looked down at me from where he was standing. I mentally flinched at his reply. "I bought you, remember?"

Holding in a sigh, I nodded my head. "I apologize for my behavior." I quickly bowed and hurried out the room. I was nervous. I was scared. I was near my wits end. How could this be happening to me? Seriously, I've got the worst luck ever. Ugh. I heard the Boss hates being woken up. What if he beats the shit out of me….Worse yet, what if he shoots me with those scary looking guns of his? Oh God… I stopped in my tracks. My heart was beating so fast that I thought it would tear out of the chest and run away from fear. Which was something I really wanted to do right now. To run away and cower in a corner where no one would find me. God, I couldn't have been sold to a nicer environment. After taking my time, and trying my hardest to calm down I went back on my way to the boss' room. It's just my heart won't stop beating so hard. Ah, dammit.

I stood outside the room. What should I do? Should I knock? Should I enter? I raised my hand up shakily and knocked on the door. Once, twice, no answer. Twisting the door knob, the door opened with a slight creak. The room I entered was dark as the night, with the exception of a single lamp in the corner of the room. The windows were covered with heavy drapes so not even a single ray of light could get in. The room gave out an intimidating feeling much like the man it belonged to. I really don't want to die…That's basically all I was thinking the entire time. Taking a huge breath of air I stepped in meekly. My pace was slow as I made way to the bed. The lack of light wasn't helping me move faster. It was when I had reached one of the bed posts that I felt a presence next to me. No time to think I was tackled to the ground. My head hit the marble floor hard enough to make me see stars. Those were definitely not human limbs pinning me down. Claws dug into my sides and without missing a beat I let out a shriek. I'm going to die. I'm going to die.

"Shut the fuck up before I fucking blow your guts out."

Oh God. Help me. I was honestly so confused. My head hurt. My sides stung. I was 100% sure that I was crying. "Bester get off of him." Suddenly the pressure that was on top of me was gone. I laid on the floor just staring into the darkness where the ceiling was supposed to be. I don't know how long I was there. All i know was that time suddenly stopped for me.

The room was suddenly flooded in with sunlight. My eyes burned and I slowly sat up. What's…going on? I rubbed the back of my head and flinched when I felt a bump. "Who the fuck are you?" There was someone standing in front me. There was a lion standing next to the man.

Gasping loudly I backed up unconsciously. Looking up I saw fiery red eyes glaring at me. "I-I was asked to wake you up!" I shuffled up on my feet quickly. "Since you're awake I'll take my leave now!" Bowing I ran out of the room, literally. Pretty sure it was rude to run out on someone like that but like hell I was staying in that room a second more. Well, that's that. I won't see him after today. Hopefully.