"Number 0879" the auctioneer called for the next person to be sold off.
"Shiro" I whispered "what the hell are we gonna do?"
"Fight?" Shiro offered.
"Cause that's not going to get us killed" I muttered rolling my eyes "I don't know why I even asked you since we both know you didn't get the brains in this relationship"
Shiro clicked his teeth and snickered "well at least I'm not a bitch."
"What the fuck does that have to do with anything?"
"I couldn't think of anything else ta say" shiro admitted
"See obviously not the brains" I muttered giggling, forgetting about our current predicament.
Shiro headbutted my shoulder also laughing. I looked down at the piece of paper clipped to my shirt holding it in my fingers and read the number.0915, I read over and over again imprinting it in my brain. Shiro must have seen me gazing at my paper because he slipped his hand in mine and whispered "If we can't escape Ichi, I will never let ya stand up there by yerself, so if they want you, they're gonna have ta take my crazy ass too."
"They might just take us back" I laughed.
"That's what I'm planning on" Shiro cackled "that or them not being able to handle your temper."
I scowled, elbowing Shiro in the ribs.
"See there it is" Shiro said laughing, rubbing his side.
The calling of the numbers kept going, and now people from the boat we were brought here with. They called 0914, the number right before mine. The girl who's number that was burst into tears, hyperventilating and the whole nine yards. I couldn't blame her though, I was alternating feeling like that and being pissed off. I heard the auctioneer call out the price and the bidding start, until she finally got sold. My body froze waiting for my number to be called. A guard walked up to the front of the cage we were in, smiling ready to force me up on stage.
"You're up next cutie, get ready" the guard smirked.
I stood up followed by Shiro, putting on a smile.
"Number 0915" the auctioneer called.
The guard opened up the cage and I walked out slowly, Shiro trailing after me and when I got close enough to the guard, I punched his mouth and his lip started bleeding.
Shiro cackled. "Lesson one. Never call Ichi cutie, or somethin' girly, he'll beat the shit outta ya"
I kneed him in the groin, and I could hear Shiro in the background 'ohh'. I know I'm a guy, and that was a chick move, but I'm too pissed to give a fuck. I could hear the auctioneer saying something about being 'sorry for the inconvenience' as I kicked the guard in his stomach. I heard more guards running towards us, as I finally knocked the motherfucker out. Shiro joined the fight when the other guards finally made it over.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw people in the front of their jails staring at us in awe (or stupidity, since we started a fight with a bunch of guards). I tackled a guard and put him in an arm bar (years of karate and MMA ever since I was a child). I rolled over with his arm, putting pressure on it, successfully dislocating it. All of a sudden I was lifted by my shirt and put in a hold I couldn't break out of. Shiro ran to come help me but ended up in the same position I was in, but with an oily haired blonde man.
"Take this one back to the cage" the big guy who was holding me said, talking about Shiro.
"Fuck no!" Shiro screeched "like hell I'm gonna leave my baby twin." Shiro threw is head back and it connected with the man's face who was holding him.
"You little tram-" the greasy blonde guard started to pull back his fist to hit Shiro. Before he could get the chance to, I jumped up and dug my foot into his face with the man still holding me (thank whoever's out there I'm flexible) and he stumbled backwards. Before the man had the chance to retaliate a man with slicked back brown hair with an obstinate piece of hair that hang near his forehead with an unnerving smile walked into the room towards us. The guards stood straighter and bowed their heads toward him.
"What seems to be the problem here?" the man started off.
The guard who was holding Shiro cleared his throat "these two started a fight with us because they wanted to stay together, but we are fixing the problem and putting him back in the cage" the guard said keeping his eyes on the ground.
"Now why would you want to separate these two? It's the first time we've had twins here and they could go for a very high price" the man who seemed to run this place said.
"But" the guard started "never mind sir, I understand" he bowed again.
The man with the fake smile turned around and left, leaving us alone with the guards. They started to push us towards the curtain and we finally got to see past it. Well not really, because we got blinded by a white spotlight. The guards pushed us on to the stage and I turned back and swiped at him, pissed at being manhandled.
"Fucking touch me again, I swear I'll knock your ass into next week" I growled.
Shiro snickered again, looking highly amused. When my eyes got accustomed to the light I turned back to where the sound of murmuring was that I didn't hear when I first got up here, and my eyes widened. 'Holy fuck, that's a lot of people.' I thought. It looked like a theater with all the people sitting in the rows of seats and we were the entertainment. I put on the scowl I was known for and glared at everyone in this hell.
"Ladies and gentlemen" the voice to the side of me shocked me out of my reverie "we have a treat for you tonight!"
"Here we have for you, the first pairs if twins we have ever had at this auction!"
The audience clapped, and it made me want to beat the shit out of them.
"They have some fiery tempers and would love to be put in their place" the auctioneer winked.
I visibly blanched, disgusted. "There is no way in hell that's gonna happen" I scoffed, not giving a damn if anybody heard me or not.
"Damn straight" Shiro agreed.
"See, definitely feisty" the auctioneer said without skipping a beat.
He started to describe us what we looked like (as if no one here could see). I just blocked him out, not wanting to hear the things I already knew about myself. I shifted closer to Shiro, when I knew it was time the bidding was about to start. I intertwined my hand with Shiro's squeezing it once, and felt him squeeze back. I scowled even harder if possible and directed it towards the audience letting the loathing roll off me in waves.
"Since we have twins gracing our presence here tonight, let's double the starting bid" the auctioneer babbled on "Let's start off with $700,000" then the thud off the mallet hit.
I blocked out the sound of the jittering voices bidding on us. I toned them out until all I heard was just a constant buzz, and trying to distance myself from what was going on. That was until a sinfully sexy voice said a price that brought me back to the present, and made everybody else close their mouths.
"Two Million" he spoke confidentially (more like a cocky bastard).
No one said anything, they all looked surprised as if they weren't here to spend money. I looked at the audience to find where I heard the voice came from. My eyes met cerulean, and I glared harder than I already was. He raised a perfect blue eyebrow at me and his mouth erupted into a feral grin. 'Holy fuck, he's hot' I thought, but I wasn't going to let that change my opinion of this situation, so I rolled my eyes and kept scowling. Next thing I knew I heard the word 'sold'. I whipped my head back to the auctioneer, surprised at how long I wasn't paying attention.
I looked toward Shiro but he was looking into the crowd, I followed his line of sight and saw that he looking at a silver haired guy with him his eyes closed, and his mouth upturned into a foxlike smile. He seemed to be looking towards Shiro even though his eyes were shut tight. I looked to the side of him and there stood the blue haired brute still smirking at me. I mouthed 'screw you' at him. His eyes lit up in amusement, 'how about tonight?' he mouthed back, his shoulders shaking with laughter.
Before I had the chance to flick him off, I was being forced off the stage along with Shiro and they took us to some sort of waiting room. Kind of like at the doctor's office, but instead of getting something to make you feel better, we get sold to asshole criminals. Phenomenal. They forced us to sit on one of the many worn out, navy blue chairs in the room and told to wait for our new 'owner' to get here and take us to our 'new home', and they walked out of the room. Shutting the door behind them. Fucking idiots.
"Yeah fucking right we're gonna wait in this damn room" I muttered, standing up.
"That's my baby twin" Shiro cackled.
"I can't believe they just left the room like that. When we kicked their asses last time, did that knock the small amount of brain cells they had left, out?" I asked in disbelief walking towards the door.
I opened the door, a small inkling of me thinking it wasn't going to be locked, so that I wouldn't have to Houdini my ass out of the room. I turned the handle open and pushed, and the door swung right open. 'God, this place is seriously run by idiots' I thought. I looked back to see if Shiro was just as baffled as I was.
"You see this crap Shiro?" I asked.
"Uhh, Shiro? Did your brain stop working or something?"
"Umm Ichi, behind you." Shiro finally said.
"What?" I questioned spinning around, only to stare at a hard chest covered up by suit. I looked up, just to see the same attention grabbing blue hair (not that I could talk) and cerulean eyes I glared at in the audience. I scowled again (which I've seen to have been doing a lot today), and his face broke out into a grin.
"Hey there kitten, guess we'll be seeing a lot of each other from now on." He purred.
That's when I punched him in the stomach.
