Master and Masuta are two seperate people, before anyone asks. From here on out, Masuta refers to the next person who will appear in this story.

Enjoy.

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The young Maidloid snaps up when she hears the loud ramming of something against the door. She registers it as Master banging on the door...But why? What for?

What time is it, anyway?

Why-

"Get your lazy asses up! You better be out here in five minutes or I swear, I'll-" He stops short, but they're already moving anyway.

Iku felt her body shake suddenly, looking down to see Ikuto scrambling up from her lap. He clutches a wad of the blanket in his fist, keeping himself covered while he searches in the darkness for his clothes.

"Hurry it up in there!" Master yells again, before finally quieting a moment.

"I-Ikuto-san, what's going on...?" She asks, yawning slightly while watching him. He doesn't answer her though, too preoccupied with his search.

Groping his hand blindly along the floor, Ikuto grabbed up his clothes and set them beside him on the mattress, staying beneath the blanket while shimmying into his boxers and pants.

Master's voice boomed at them again, suddenly. "Pack up whatever damn junk you have with you! Augh..." It sounds like someone else is with him...

And...What does he mean? Iku looks about frantically. Pack up? Pack what up? They own next to nothing besides the clothes on their backs, and even then...

Ikuto stands up, letting the blanket fall away. Already he was working on straightening his butler suit, before pulling on socks and shoes.

Why was Master doing this?

Were they going out again, to that place Master had taken them a few times before...?

Oh, he hoped not...He truly hoped not...The people there were just like Master, all of them. And having more than one Master was like...He couldn't even bring himself to think about it.

"W-What do we pack...?" Iku asked, slowly standing while studying the empty room.

The room was bare, with no decoration or furniture to speak of. All they owned that was considered precious was each other's prescence, and anything else was merely something Master gave them to live off of.

"I'm not sure-"

"I said get the Hell out here!!"

Shivering, Iku flung her arms around Ikuto and gripped on, forgetting he was still fragile and in pain. Her sudden grasp made Ikuto gasp and cry out in pain. Retracting her arms, she stepped away from him with a look of fear.

"I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to! P-Please, I'm sorry, Ikuto-san!"

"I'm...Fine..." He lies, choking back the groans that want to escape. The burning in his area begins to flare up again.

Before they can leave, Master tears the door open with a look of annoyence and anger. A small scream leapt from Iku's throat.

"Either get out here, or I'll make you come out." He glared at them before lashing out, grabbing Ikuto's arm and pulling it hard.

"A-Ah! Master, t-that hurts!"

"Good! It had better hurt! If you don't get out, I'll tear it right off if I have to!"

Tears formed in the corner of the Butlerloid's eyes. It hurt, it hurt, everything was hurting again! He wants it stop, make it stop...!

Behind him, Iku's hands pull on the back of his suit, tugging him away from Master and pulling him into a protective hug, which he returns. The siblings clung to one another in fear. What would happen to them?

There was a long silence between them, until Master motions for them to leave, walking out ahead of them.

No other choice is given but to follow, filled with uncertainty.

Down the hallway they go, the long walk feeling unusually longer then it should. Each step Ikuto took made him wince, and every little jerk made Iku grip on tighter.

When they reach the living room, there is company to be found.

Standing in front of the Acme siblings stood a girl with short, brown hair, with a sky blue shirt covered in clouds and long black pants.

Her arms were crossed, and she didn't look too happy to be here.

Master came up to her, reaching back and pulling the two along behind him forcefully. "I got them, happy?"

"Very...Now it's time to pay the deal."

"I hope you know what you're fucking doing. Without them, where else will the customers go?"

"They'll find someone else. They always do anyway." She shrugs nonchalantly. Iku stared almost in awe, wishing she had that much courage to stand up against Master.

The girl reached into her pocket, pulling out a paper of some sort and gave it to him, receiving a glare before the two were shoved in her direction.

"W-What's going on, Master...?" Ikuto asks, legs quaking slightly.

Out of all the time he'd spent here, never had he been given a look as dark and infuriated as the one Master gave him.

"Shut up and get yourself out of my damn house. I don't care what you do now, just get out and never fucking step foot in here again!!"

Whoever she is, the girl slowly pulls Iku and Ikuto towards her, glaring at the man that they called their 'Master'.

"Stay away if you know what's good for you. We had a deal, and I swear that if you ever break it, you're going to regret it forever."

A final glare, and she's heading for the door, leading the two on either side of her.

With the little courage she could muster, Iku glanced over her shoulder, taking in her final glimpse of the house before being shooed out the door fast.

The outside world feels cool and misty, a harsh breeze sending chills up her spine. High above, the sky was still darkened.

Sitting in the driveway is a small red car, large enough for four people. The brunette haired girl opened the back door, urging them to get inside. "Come how, hurry both of you."

Ikuto didn't hesitate, climbing inside and sitting on the far left seat. A second later, Iku is sitting beside him before fiddling with the seat belt. She hadn't been in a car for so long, she'd nearly forgotten how to put it together.

She jumps when the door shuts, and the girl gets in the drivers seat.

"Are you two alright?" Her tone is much different than the one she spoke to Master with.

"...I-I think so..." Stutters Iku, her gaze turning towards the house distractedly.

"Tell me your names."

When Iku doesn't respond, her brother does instead. "I'm I-Ikuto...And she's Iku...My sister." He adds quickly, somehow feeling like it must be stated.

"Ah...You may call me Masuyo."

"Masuta?" Iku swerved her head back to the front, staring. Masuyo stared back through the front mirror, before shaking her head.

"Masuyo."

"Masuta..."

Tugging on her ponytail, the Maidloid felt her cheeks turning red. She'd grown so used to saying 'Master'...Now she couldn't even say this person's name right?

"...You will learn. Let's just go..."

"Where are we going? Is Master coming?" Ikuto interrupts, a tiny clench in his fist.

"We're going...Well, we're going far away. And...No. No, he isn't coming with us."

Something that felt very much like relief flooded through the male, and he found himself almost falling onto his side on the seat. As though he were about to faint.

He was beaten to that, though, as Iku abandoned trying to snap the seat belt and instead settled for laying upon the seat, resting her head on Ikuto's leg. His blurry gaze trailed down to meet hers, fingers absentmindedly beginning to fiddle with her long ponytail.

"Ikuto-san...We're leaving...?" Her voice trailed off, eyes closing as the sleeplessness of the night took her over.

"...Yes, Iku...We're leaving for good and...We're never going back, r-right, Masuta?"

Masuyo couldn't help but sigh. Again with the whole 'Master' routine...

"Yeah, for good. And...Please don't call me that, okay? You don't have to."

"I-I can't help it..." He looked away, wishing his voice didn't sound so awkward in that moment.

With a shake of her head, Masuyo started the car up and backed up out of the driveway, before starting to drive off. Catching her last gaze of the house, Iku realized it was the first time she had seen the outside of the building clearly since she and her brother had first stepped inside of it.

There was so much more she wished to ask, but her body's crying need for sleep took over first, and she easily dropped off ten minutes within the drive.

Her hearing just barely picked up Ikuto and Masuyo speaking with one another, but her dreams overshadowed their echoed voices, until she only heard one voice aside from theirs.

Ikuto's words resounded in her head over and over.

"Never going back...We're never going back..."