'How Van got into this situation, he did not know, but soon he found himself sitting across from Dilandau at some expensive restaurant, eating some uneconomical cuisine with god knows what in it. He looked down at the gray matter in his bowl, his left eye twitching spastically, before shifting his glare to the boy across from him. The tingling of bells reminded him of the thin, red-leather collar, studded with bells around his neck. A long leash led from a ring attached to his collar, down underneath his shirt and into his pants, where another ring was slipped around the tender flesh there. Dilandau held the other end of the leash, so that if he chose to tug, both organs would respond dually. Being the sadistic individual that he was, he chose to do this regularly, tormenting Van with quick jolts of pain/pleasure.

"What's wrong Van? Lose your appetite? No matter, I was done anyway." The albino boy abruptly stood up, dragging the other with him, smirking