With those words floating through his mind Sena did not notice the rest of the trip up to the villa. Only as the driver opened the door, sweeping his arm our in a wide invitation for Sena to proceed him did he remember that he was supposed to be terrified at that moment. Sena froze eyes wide as he took in the interior of the villa; it was bright and wide, sun filtering in from every window. The walls and decorations were all done in soft pastels but the edges were worn the air a little musty, as if the villa had not been properly cared for in some time. The place appealed to Sena, it made him want to find a sunny ledge to warm himself on.

"I thought this would probably appeal to you." Sena surrounded by the wonder of the air and the sun felt more secure than he ever had before. It was a feeling he had not experienced before, a kind of contention that radiated out from his stomach. "It's perfect," Sena breathed, closing his eyes and raising his face to catch the slight breeze coming in from the door.

It was the sharp almost dangerous laugh that had Sena coming back to himself, his eyes trailing from the ceiling to the shadowed doorway. The profile that rested within was tall and angular and leisurely uncoiled from his position strolling confidently into the light. Sena's breath hitched and the soul within him coiled dangerously, taking extreme notice of him.

The man came to a stop just in front of him, staring down with piercing jade eyes that slanted hard in the corners. His blonde hair defied gravity, spiking into the air, a mouth of dangerously pointed teethe smirked down at him. Sena couldn't look away from his eyes, it seemed as if a green fire had lit within them, and that fire demanded complete attention.

Sena was unaware of a smirk that grew larger or of the hand that Hiruma raised. Sena gasped as Hiruma placed a single finger under his chin. Inside him his soul pranced, running in circles. "Sit" Hiruma purred his voice deep and compelling. Sena's mind was foggy, unprepared to resist as his soul filled him forcing his knees out from under him. Hiruma did not remove his finger as the boy fell but simply leaned over at the waist, smiling in utter satisfaction.

"Well it would seem your soul approves of me quite well."

Sena shuttered at his voice, clenching his fists at his side. "Well," Hiruma stated decisively, "That should be enough to last you for a while." He took away his finger, stepping back a distance. Sena gaped up at him, "I..What?"

Hiruma's smirk was dangerous, "Off the floor shrimp, there are refreshments in the dining room." With his back turned to him and his presence lessened Sena was able to control his soul although it whimpered and whined wanting to follow immediately. Sena slowly rose to his feet, his legs still shaky from the affair. With halting steps he followed, in his current mental state unable to do anything than he was told, however he was unable to deny the new lightness to his steps or the relaxation to his muscles.

Sena followed Hiruma into the dining room, his eyes unable to look at anything than the man's back. "I don't understand." Sena whispered quietly

Hiruma turned around, one eyebrow raised quizzically. "What's not to understand? Did your parents not explain that you were here to see if I would be appropriate to take you as a mate? And it would seem that your soul is quite ready to be claimed."

Sena blushed furiously his mouth dropping open slightly. Hiruma's grin was vicious as he once again approached him, his hands resetting arrogantly on his hips, leaning in uncomfortably close to Sena, his nose almost touching his "So tell me, do you want to be claimed by me?"

Sena's mouth opened and closed, his heart close to exploding in his chest, his soul demanded that he say yes immediately but Sena clamped his mouth closed, teeth clicking together sharply.

"Hmm, not yet than." Hiruma retreated his smile becoming less predatory. "Now fucking take a seat. I'm hungry."