Odoriko
By: Rosiel
Disclaimer: The only thing we own is a K plushie, please don't sue!
"Spoken Words"
(Thoughts)
Author's Notes: Wohoo! And the next chapter is finally going to get done. I've been trying to work on the other ones, but then I figured I better get this one out as well, so here it is, the next chapter, hope everyone enjoys! Sorry it's been taking so long, working on Gràvida and the others; it's been a time trying to get this sucker out! I'm finally going to update it and may decide to work on it and Deliver Me for a little while, before I go back to the World of Crime Universe. So stay tuned and keep sending reviews! I need 'em to get motivated!
Chapter 2: The Harem
Tetsuya led Hiro down a long corridor that twisted and turned. It would be impossible to figure out how to get back to the courtyard because it winded so much. Finally, they stopped at a massive set of mahogany doors. The hallway with it's rich tapestries and expensive carpets screamed wealth, but the doors looked almost a little plain, like something one would see in a regular home not a palace. Hiro was certain that's what this was, not a regular castle, but almost a home for a God not some kind of king. The doors were pulled open and they entered a large bathing chamber. (Obviously a harem.) Hiro thought sourly, as he looked at the beautiful men and women lounging around or in the bathing pools. A few were receiving massages from servants and others were having their hair brushed. All in all not a bad place for a slave to be. Considering the fact that he or she would be pampered like no other, Hiro hated it immediately though.
He sighed as Tetsuya continued moving through the room and to another set of doors that led into a large chamber covered in pillows and drapes of the finest silks of burgundy and purple. Hiro took in all of his surroundings, noting and dismissing the slaves in various states of undress lying around the room, relaxing, talking, drinking or eating. Guards were posted at the large bay windows that were covered in the same trappings as the ceiling. Hiro could even see a large gilded mirror hung up on the sandstone ceiling.
"This is where the Emperor's Harem is kept. You'll stay here." Tetsuya's soft voice interrupted his assessment.
"My wife Noriko is a groom, she will help you get adjusted to being here." With that, Tetsuya walked out of the room, the door falling shut behind him.
Hiro turned to look at the door, before turning his gaze back to the slaves, they were all watching him, some whispering to each other and giggling, some were even glaring openly at him.
"Just ignore them. They always act that way when someone new is brought in." A voice close to his left calf spoke.
Hiro looked down at him. The boy, for he couldn't be any older than fifteen, looked up at him with large purple eyes and a soft smile. His pink hair spiked every which way made him look more like a street urchin than a pleasure slave.
"I'm Shuichi. What's your name?"
Hiro didn't respond at first, unsure of the boy's motives. As a slave he had learned the golden rule quickly, Trust No One. Everyone was out for themselves. But looking at the pink haired boy's innocent expression, he couldn't help but wonder what it would hurt if he at least talked to the boy, and learned from him about this strange place and land that he had been so suddenly dropped into.
"Hiro." He replied softly as he sunk down gracefully into the silk soft pillows.
"Hiro, that's a pretty name. You're not from around here are you?"
"No, I'm from Asia." Hiro replied back a little coldly. The boy didn't notice.
"I've always wanted to go to Asia. What's it like? People say it's really pretty and nice there. Yuki has gone their before and he says he's ready to go back, of course he may have just said that cause he was tired…" The boy continued to prattle on.
"Do you ever shut up?" Hiro asked irritably.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you." Shuichi's purple eyes filled with tears.
"I'm just really tired, I didn't mean to snap at you. I'm a little disoriented, maybe you could explain some things about this place?" Hiro said, not knowing why he suddenly felt bad about hurting the seemingly fragile boy.
"Sure, but if you're tired why don't you lay down and rest. I'll explain whatever you'd like to know afterwards."
"Fine." Hiro said, laying down on the pillows and closing his eyes.
Author's Notes: Damn it's about time! I got this thing up and going again. Sorry for the incredibly long wait, like I said, I've been busy with other fics and really wasn't sure what direction I wanted to take this one, but now I'm back on track and up and ready to get to work on this! So expect more chapters! See ya next time!