Disclamer: I don't own anything with D.N.Angel
Warnings: will be yaoi mean boy/boy relationship don't like don't read. they will be a little OOC...
Beta: Darka-Chan thank you very much.
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Chapter 8
Krad woke up slowly. When he opened his eyes he found himself in an unknown room. He sat up quickly and looked around. The room around him was white. All the furniture's and walls was white. He had never seen a room like that before.
When Krad raised from the bed he was laying on he realized that he was only wearing a pair of white pants. He quickly looked around the room again but didn't find more clothes.
Where was he? And why was he there? He couldn't understand. What had happen before? Krad only remembered him being in his room with the slave. What had happen after that?
Hiwatari had hurt him and the slave, that he still didn't know the name of, had healed him, hadn't he? But how? Krad tried to remember what had happen in his room but his thoughts where clouded.
He tried to move again but all his body protested for every move. What had happened? Why did it hurt to move so much?
He shook his head only to regret it a few seconds later when pain went through his body. When he looked down he could se bruises all over his chest and arms. Even if he didn't saw it he was sure his back looked the same. How had he got all the bruises? Why didn't he remember?
Krad brought his arms up and buried his face in his hands, trying to force his brain to remember.
Soon flashes came back to him. He could see the slave getting hurt; Hiwatari's men kicked and hit every part of him. Soon he could even se how the hands and feet were hitting him. They had hit him unconscious, they must have.
But where were he now?
He didn't remember this room. It wasn't in the Hikari house. Krad was sure of that as he had lived there all his life and explored it many times -at least before Hiwatari took over the household.
No, this room didn't belong to the Hikari house. Before he could think more about it he heard the key turn in the door and slowly the door opened.
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When they had arrived at the castle they separated him and his master. They had forced him into a small room and dressed him in a par of tight black trousers and they also put a black collar around his neck. Before he knew what was going on, he was led out of the room towards another. This room was bigger than the other and on the bed in the middle of the room a few other slaves lay dressed like he was with black trousers and black collars. He was forced to lie down beside them and he felt how they started to touch him. They moved their hands over his body in a way he hadn't felt in a long time. Not since he had come to the Hikari household. Was he going to be that kind of slave again? Was he going to be forced into someone's bed?
Dark shook his head and tried to make the hand stop moving over his body. But they continue anyway.
"A cute boy," one of the boys on the bed said.
"You are right. A really cute boy. Long since we had one with us."
Dark tried to see which of them who spoke but he couldn't find the persons.
Hands continue to travel over his body. "Relax," someone said to him. "We aren't going to hurt you. You are safe here."
Dark was sceptical about that. He didn't felt safe. Since he had become a slave he had felt safe once, and that was when he was with his master, the angel. He wondered what had happen to him. Where had they taken him?
A hand followed his cheek. "Don't look sad," a voice said. Dark looked up and met the eyes of the slave that had talked. "We won't let anything happen to you. You are not going to do what you think you are going to do. That is for the lower slaves."
Dark looked into the slaves blue eyes and saw only the truth written there. "What am I going to do?" he asked quietly.
The slave smiled to him. "Mostly just dance or sing for them." The slave's eyes darkened. "But sometimes they want more. It's not often but still it's there."
"What do they want to do then?" he didn't wanted to know but he still wanted to. "Do they force you to their bed?" he had been there before and wasn't surprised if that was the answer. He could see the other slave nod. "I'm not surprised," he whispered and looked away. The slaves around them stayed silent and watched him.
"But it doesn't often happen with us," one of them said. "We are cute boys and so are the slaves that are that kind of slaves but other clothes tell that we are over them."
Dark found the slave that had spoken. "What do you mean?"
"There are different kinds of slaves. The lowest slaves are the once not let in to the castle, they are doing everything outside. Normally everyone starts there and has to work their way up from there. Those slaves had unfitting cloths. The cloths aren't warm enough to hold the body heat. It is a reason why they are the one group of slaves that dies the most. The second kind of slaves are the once that had made it in to the castle. Those slaves have red cloths, or only the pants and collar are red as that is the only thing that they are wearing. All slaves have the same kind of cloths just different colours and material. Those slaves are the sex slaves. Not may goes on from there. The most that had come inside the castle stays as a sex slave. After them we come. We are the entertainment slaves. Our cloths are black leather as you can see. We are never more than ten.
"There is one more kind of slave above is. And that is the white slaves. They don't do anything. But they have to listen to their master. They only answer to their master; no one else can give them an order. There aren't many white slaves. In this castle there are about two that we know of. There could be more but we only know two, the one that they show."
Dark thought about the information he had gotten. Something about it felt wrong. He wasn't sure what bit something wasn't correct. With a light shook on his head he studied the slaves around him. They didn't look like slaves. He had lived as one long enough to know. And something about the 'slaves' around him made him think fake. That they just said that they were just playing. They hadn't the right look in their eyes. If they had gone through all those stages that they said they had it should be seen in their eyes but he couldn't see it there.
When he looked closer he couldn't see any marks after whips or other things that he knew could be seen on his. There wasn't one slave that never had been punished let alone ten. But why lie?
"How come I didn't become the lowest kind of slave? I just came here." Dark waited for the answer. He could see how the 'slaves' around him look at each other, like they didn't know how to answer the question.
"There must be some reason."
Dark shook his head at the answer and started to rise from the bed. Before he could leave it one of the other slaves placed a hand on his bare chest and put him back down.
"Rest," the 'slave' said. "You will need it."
Dark looked him in the eyes before he closed his eyes. Why? He didn't understand, as he didn't trust the others in the room, but there wasn't much he could do about it anyway. Not long after he had closed his eyes he fell asleep and dreamed about his family.
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He had long wanted to own the Hikari heir and now he did it. The king slowly opened the door to the room the heir was in. when they had arrived the day before he had ordered the both boys to be separated. The slave had been locked in with other slaves and the heir had been brought to the white room. It wasn't called the white room only because it was the only colour inside, but also because that was the room the white slaves were held before they started with their chores.
The door opened slowly after the king had turned the key. When he looked in he could se the Hikari heir watching him. Calculating something he couldn't understand.
"You are mine now," he said and closed the door behind him. Slowly he stepped closer to his new slave.
"I belong to no one," the heir answered and got a look of steel in his eyes. The king only smiled. He would love to break this one. Still before that happened, he needed the other heir.
"You belong to me," the king said again and stepped up so he could touch the person in the bed. He placed a hand on the heir's smooth cheek and traced his cheekbone. "You look beautiful," he whispered. "I will love to have you by my side for eternity. You belong to me and I will never let you go. Soon no one will be able to stop me. Soon I have the two keystones in this kingdom." He stopped talking and looked the heir right in the eyes. "You are the first."
When the king had said the he looked the heir over one last time before he turned to the door. "Soon I can start using you," he said when he opened the door and left the room.
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In the Hikari household life went on as normal. No one had noticed that the heir and slave were gone. Not that anyone cared about the slave but still no one knew that the real Hikari heir was alive either.
The only one that knew about Krad was the Hiwatari family. And the only one caring about was Satoshi. Maybe because it was his half brother, maybe because something else. No one knew and that was perfect.
Satoshi Hikari/Hiwatari (he wasn't sure which name he should use) stood in his room by the window watching the slaves below him. He was sure he should use his father's name but he didn't want to make him angry because he refused to use the name his father used. But it didn't felt right to use a name he wasn't related to. Sure he had the same mother as Krad so he had half the blood, but still... The family name comes from the father not the mother.
With a sigh he tried to think about something else. Satoshi had since his brother had disappeared been locked in to his room with nothing to do except to look out of the window. Had Krad done the same thing in his room al the day he had been locked in? Satoshi could help to think.
Below him he could see the slaves run over the courtyard. One particular slave caught his eyes. A slave with bright red hair. Not the normal hair colour. Satoshi wished he could go out to the slave, he wished he could talk to him. At least one more time. Even if the slave hadn't said anything last time he had met him he wanted to talk to him and make him talk back to him. There was a connection between this slave and the slave that Krad had, help he was sure of that. He could see it but couldn't place it.
Satoshi shook his head and followed the slave's walk over the courtyard. What ever he was doing he seemed to be in a hurry. Why?
When the slave came over to the slave-house he looked around before he entered. Why did he look around? What was he doing? He didn't plan anything, did he?
Satoshi hoped he didn't. If the slave did he would only get in trouble. And trouble was something he could afford to do.
"Don't do anything stupid," Satoshi whispered and hoped that the slave would listen even if he didn't hear anything. "If you don't I will protect you as much as I can. Just don't do anything stupid."
When he had said that he turned from the window and looked around in his room. Nothing had changed since last time he looked around. With a sigh he walked over to the bed and lay down.
Satoshi wasn't allowed to lie down for many seconds before the door to his room opened.
"Hikari-sama wants to talk to you."
Before he could answer he was forced out of the bed and room. They forced him down the hallways to the throne room as Krad had called it.
They stopped in front of the throne and his father looked down on him.
"I'm very disappointed in you," his father said. "I thought more of you. It looks like the punishment I gave you wasn't enough."
Satoshi stood with his head down ad he knew that his father would have wanted him to do. Sure, he didn't enjoy standing like that before his own father but there wasn't anything he could do about that now. His father didn't like him and he didn't really like his father either.
"I have been thinking," his father continued. "About what to do with you. Nothing useful has come up in my mind so for now you will stay in your room and only be let out for meals. And after the dinner every night you will come here and I will tell you if you have behaved correctly or not."
With that he was dismissed and the guards that had led him to his father led him back to his room. Once there he let himself fall on the bed.
He wasn't that upset about his so called punishment. And something in the air told him that things soon would change.
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Mousy, Mousy, the Mousy family, what were their colours? The king didn't remember. It was a long time ago the family had been in the castle. Long before the war broke out. And he hadn't been king at that time.
Together with the Hikari family the Mousy family had power, great power. And he was going to get that power. He already had half of it.
He shook his head. That was something he didn't need to think about. He needed to concentrate on fining the heir of the Mousy family not thinking about the heir he already had.
As days went by he still hadn't a clue to find the Mousy heir and he started to get frustrated. Soon, really soon the Hikari heir had his birthday and he was sure something was going to happen on that day. But what he wasn't sure. And after that it was time to use his price. He was sure he could use him to get the other heir. They had to have a connection. They had to.
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In days he had been a prisoner in the little white room. Krad had no idea what was going on outside of the four walls. He had a small window but nothing he could look through.
At the moment he sat on the bed and thought about his life. In a couple of hours he would turn twenty. And that was an important age, at least he thought that. His mother had mentioned it but he didn't know what was going to happen. But soon he was to find out.
Krad let out a sigh and fell back on the bed so he could look up at the ceiling.
He tried not to think about what was going to happen as much as possible. But it was hard. He was nervous.
Krad also wondered what had happened to the slave he had had in his room. Was he all right? He didn't remember that much about what had happen before he woke up in this room. All he remembered was a song. Someone had sung for him. What the person had sung fore him he didn't remember but it had been beautiful. He had felt safe in the voice. The only problem was that Krad had no idea whose voice it was. And he wasn't sure he was ever to find out.
He let out another sigh and closed his eyes. As they closed he could only see one pair of eyes. A pair of violet eyes stared at him behind his closed eyelids, the eyes of the slave. Another face came before him. A red-haired boy with deep red eyes looked at him. The boy he had promised that he would bring the slave back to. The brother of the slave he had saved. He could see the accusation in those red eyes. Krad had failed his promise. As he didn't know what had happened to the slave, he couldn't let the brothers meet again. And he had promised…
Krad hated to break promises but he was sure had broken this. There was no way he was going to see the beautiful slave again. Not when he looked to be a slave himself… or maybe there was a chance.
He quickly sat up and opened his eyes. Maybe there was a chance that the beautiful violet-eyed slave was in the same building as him. Maybe there was a chance that he would meet the slave again.
Krad shook his head to clear it. He couldn't think so much about it. No, he couldn't get his hope up to much.
With a sigh he fell back on the bed and without knowing he fell asleep dreaming about a beautiful slave he hoped he could save.
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Dark started to get the routine down. Most of the things he did were entertain the guests of the king by dancing or singing. Nothing that hard to do. The only thing he didn't like was that they liked to see him in chains. It wasn't easy to dance with chains around his feet and hands. But he had done it before and he could do it again.
When he didn't was the entertainment he was forced to sit in a small cage in the same room until night fell. Then he was either led back to the room he had been placed in from the beginning or he was forced to one of the guest beds. Dark hated this life. He hated his life. Why was it so unfair?
And he hadn't seen his last master anywhere since he came here. He wondered where they had taken him.
With his thoughts elsewhere he danced for the guests. Dark could feel eyes watch every move he made but ignored them as he was used to people staring.
In the middle of a dance step a loud scream what echoed through the whole castle made him fall.
Everything around him disappeared and he got lost in the scream. He didn't know what happen but the scream made him feel small. Like he should be where the screamer was but couldn't. And that was right. He couldn't. Even if he tried the chains should stop him.
Dark tried to shake his head but found that he couldn't move as the scream echoed in his ears. Whoever it was that screamed was in a lot of pain.
As abruptly as it had started five minutes before the scream grew silent and everything around Dark started to move again. Everyone except him. He sat on the floor and tried to suppress the urge to run to find the screamer. Deep inside he knew he needed to find him but he also know that he couldn't as long as he had eyes on him. How was he supposed to get away?
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In the household of Hikari everything was silent. On the ground in the throne room a body lay. Around the body a frozen wet red liquid lay. No one dared to walk closer. They all thought the same thing. If the real Hikari heir had been alive, the world would have found peace long time ago.
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A/N: First I want to say that I'm sorry for the long wait. But I have been busy. I had a nice time in usa but I didn't get any time to write. It wasn't the right feeling writing in the car... And with only stones on the brain it was hard to think otherwise. hehe. and when I got home I got a new distraction nanowrimo... so a story of 50 000 words was written during november or it became about 70 000... but at least I finnished it before november ended. about half an hour or less.
any way I hope the wait hasn't been too long and you have enjoyed this new chapter. will see when the next one will be out. I haven't had the right feeling latly either... thank everyone that has reviewed. and please leave a review so I know what I should do. if you have any ideas you are welcome to tell me. my ideas are running low.. anyway see you in the next chapter
And Merry Christmas everyone. see this as un early christmas present :-) bye
