Odoriko

By: Rosiel

Disclaimer: The only thing we own is a K plushie, please don't sue!

"Spoken Words"

(Thoughts)

Author's Notes: And new chapter is coming up! I've been working my ass off to get it done; I have a nice weekend of nothing to do, so I figured might as well get another chapter of Odoriko up. It's been so long since I updated it, that I figured as an apology to all my sweet reviewers, another chapter was in order, before I start work on my new fic as well as Gràvida. Thanks for being patient and stick with me, I'll get it done eventually.

Chapter 3: The Dancer

Hiro opened his eyes slowly. His mind felt a little disoriented about where he was and why he was here. For a moment he believed he was back with his old master lying among the sinfully soft pillows he had so adored. But Hiro had hated them, just as he had hated the man he was once forced to call Master. He sighed softly as he pulled himself from those thoughts and forced himself into a sitting position. He shook his head, causing his beautiful red hair to reveal the highlights of blond and light browns. He glanced around, trying to figure out where that pink haired annoyance went, when suddenly said boy was sitting beside him.

"Hiro, you're awake!" Shuichi squealed.

"Yeah I am." He answered, his voice sounding deep due to the sleep still present.

Shuichi smiled up at him, before moving to stand. He reached out his slender little hand to Hiro, expecting the older boy to take it. Hiro sighed and slowly got to his feet ignoring the hand. He looked expectantly at Shuichi, waiting for him to tell him about this place, but he never got a response. Instead of waiting for Hiro, the pink-haired blur raced out of the room, and into the bathing chamber.

"Shuichi, what are you doing?" Hiro called as he followed though at a much slower pace.

"I didn't get a chance to tell you before you drifted off. My Yuki and his troops are coming home! The Emperor said that his harem must be at it's best to get the soldiers and he even said that we must dance in honor of his victory! Isn't that exciting? You'll get to meet the Emperor and Yuki at the same time!"

"And who is this Yuki you keep going on about?" Hiro asked watching the boy bounce on the balls of his feet.

"He's the captain of the guard. And he's the most amazing person in the world! He's such a good fighter and he makes sure the kingdom is safe from all sorts of riff raff. The Emperor says that he owes a lot to my Yuki. He even told him that he might give me to Yuki and I'm sure he will. Even though he's kind of a hot head the Emperor is a very fair man. He takes care of all his people and they say that he's always kind to his slaves and servants, though he seems kind of like the mean type. But he's really not or at least that's what Yuki says. I've never been around him that much, so I really don't know." Shuichi gave this little speech with only two quick breaths.

Hiro's jaw dropped. How could anyone talk that fast or that much without passing out? And what had he said about the Emperor? What the hell had Hiro gotten him into?

"Don't worry, I'll help you. You have to make sure you look pretty tonight though, it's a must. My Yuki must have had it so hard without anything pretty to look at or be with, so we have to give him a reward for that!" Shuichi cooed as he slowly began to strip, revealing his perfectly soft tan body.

"Are you coming in Hiro?" He asked as he slipped into the pool. His purple eyes were wide and almost begging.

Hiro sighed as he slowly slipped out of the tight leather pants and ragged boots. He slipped into the water, sighing as it slowly began to relax his muscles.

"Turn around and I'll wash you're hair for you." Shuichi said softly, something Hiro didn't think the boy was capable of doing.

He nodded and turned his back to the other boy. Shuichi's hands were soft and slowly worked to get the tangles and snares out of his hair until he could run his fingers through the damp strands. He slowly massaged his scalp trying to work the soap in.

"You've got really pretty hair, almost as pretty as the Emperor's." Shuichi spoke softly as he cupped his hands and began to pour water on the soapy locks.

"He's got long hair?" Hiro asked, relaxing. It had been a long time since someone had washed his hair for him. And he had to admit it was one of his sinful pleasures. He loved having his hair washed.

"Yep, he has long pretty blond hair though not as pretty as my Yuki's." Shuichi replied.

"You really think a lot of this Yuki don't you?" Hiro asked as he turned back to face Shuichi, his eyes shining.

"Yep, he's my whole world! I love him so much!" Shuichi replied with a smile.

Hiro smiled at him now. (I wish I knew what that's like to be in love, to love someone that much and have them love me back. Of course I don't know if Shuichi's love is one sided or not. I've never met this Yuki, but judging by the way Shuichi talks about him, he must be special.)

"You're really pretty when you smile. You should do it more often." Shuichi said, smiling right back at him.

"I've never had a reason to smile before." Hiro answered, his cheeks slightly flushing with embarrassment.

"Well now you do. Come on let's get out before we turn all pruney. Noriko will help us get ready! She's really good at making sure we look good for this kind of thing!"

"Who's Noriko?" Hiro asked, then he remembered the name, hadn't Tetsuya mentioned that to him, when they were coming here. He had said something about her helping him, but with Shuichi around, he supposed he really didn't need that help anymore.

"She's one of the grooms; she's a really great person. And she has the best fashion sense!" Shuichi said smiling.

They stepped from the pool, grabbing large fluffy towels to wrap around themselves as they made their way back to the main room. Obviously there was no such thing as modesty here. Many of the slaves were naked, some of the females only half with their large soft breasts exposed to the air. Hiro turned his gaze away and followed Shuichi to a corner where a pretty purple haired woman stood behind a pretty male slave gently brushing his green brown hair. The slave was clutching a pink rabbit and was gently speaking to the stuffed animal in hushed tones.

"Noriko, when you're through helping Ryuu could you help me and Hiro?" Shuichi asked giving her his best smile.

The woman nodded, before turning an inch or so to look at them. "My, you're friend surely is a pretty thing. He should catch the Emperor's attention quite quickly." She said in a high pitched voice with a small giggle.

Hiro blushed a pretty shade of red, causing her giggles to increase. "I'll be there is just a minute Shuichi, why don't you go see if you can find something pretty for yourself and you're friend to wear." She said motioning to a large clothes rack that had been brought in.

Shuichi nodded and moved to study the clothes, dragging Hiro along with him.

"Let's see here, what have we got that'll look good for tonight." Shuichi was speaking mostly to himself, as he dug through the various silken items.

"You'd better get veils, Shuichi." Noriko called out as she finally allowed Ryuu to get up and move around. He smiled prettily before moving past them, all ready for tonight.

"Oh right. What color do you think would look good for Hiro, Nori?" He asked softly.

"I'd go with a blue or a black to set off those pretty eyes and skin he has. But if you use black make sure it's got some silver or gold in it, so we can intertwine that with his jewelry." She said in a professional tone.

"Okay. What color do you wanna use Hiro?" Shuichi asked.

Hiro shrugged, he really had no preference either way and what did he care anyway, he was getting out of here as soon as possible!

"Black and silver it is!" Shuichi cheered.

All ready for the evening the slaves were slowly marched out of the room and out into a large open aired courtyard. Slowly lined up against the wall, Tetsuya walked among them making sure they looked well enough to be in the Emperor's presence. He smiled as he saw Hiro. Yes, the boy would more than likely be the Emperor's choice of personal slave for tonight and probably for many years to come. The boy was breathtaking in his tight black sheer pants with a silver belly chain and anklets with small chains that ran out to the rings of his slender toes. He even had silver slave bracelets on that jingled just slightly when he shifted his body. A thick silver and garnet necklace choker covered most of his slender neck, but it was enough only to enhance the overall picture the boy made. Silver chains connected his veil to his face and ran down the rest of his hair and back, causing his beautiful hair to glitter. All in all, a vision to behold.

Tetsuya smiled as he walked past him, and continued down the line. After giving his nod of approval the slaves went to their designated tables and picked up their trays, those that were to dance lined up as well. He was glad to see that Hiro had been one of the ones chosen to dance. He had the body of a dancer, with his long slender limbs and would easily be a favorite among the men tonight. The doors opened and the men flowed in, ready to be entertained and easily intoxicated by the beauty around them. Tetsuya smiled as he saw Shuichi immediately begin to search the crowd for his beautiful captain.

He noticed the stance Hiro moved into. Obviously the boy had experience in dancing and as the music started up, he closed his kohl lined eyes and began to sway and move to the intoxicating Arabian beat. Tetsuya as well as many others were mesmerized by the sight and though the other dancers were beautiful and knew how to dance, none could compare to this new slave. The other dancers knew it and backed down, doing their best to enhance him rather than try to compete with him.

This was the sight the Emperor, his captain, his brother and his advisor came upon when they entered the courtyard. The Emperor was immediately taken in by the beauty that danced to the exotic rhythm. The way his slender hips shifted back and forth, his arms crossing and uncrossing, lifting above his hand and coming down, brushing the veil on its way. His eyes were closed and the Emperor found himself longing to see them, to see if they were as beautiful as the rest of him obviously was.

"Who is that? I've never seen him before." Prince Tohma, the Emperor's younger brother breathed as he too became enthralled by the dancer.

"I don't know, but I fully intend to find out." The Emperor responded right back, his dark blue eyes never leaving the vision before him. He snapped his fingers, immediately bringing Sakano, his advisor out of his trance.

"Yes Mi Lord?" Sakano responded as he tore his eyes away from the dancer.

"Go and find Tetsuya and bring him to me." His cold voice rang out.

Sakano bowed and immediately went off to find him. The Emperor turned his gaze back to the dancer, but not before noticing that his Captain had moved down the stairs and had taken his pink-haired lover into his arms. The Emperor smiled as his Captain moved back up the stairs, his hand firmly gripping the smaller one of the pink-haired beauty. He sat back down in his chair, a step below the Emperor's, pulling his lover into his lap.

The dance had stopped and another began with the same haunting melody as before and the beautiful slave continued to show his skills as he moved with the music.

"You asked for my presence my lord?" Tetsuya's soft voice was barely heard over the throbbing beat of the music.

"Yes, who is that slave?" The Emperor asked motioning towards the beautiful slave dressed in black.

"That would be your newest acquisition my lord. His name is Hiro. I bought him just today in honor of your victory oh most noble leader." Tetsuya replied with a bow.

"Have him brought to my chambers when this dance is over." The Emperor spoke, his voice booming over the courtyard.

"As you wish Sire." Tetsuya responded going over and waiting until the music stopped before pulling the dancer aside. A few groans and curses were heard, but a glare from Captain Yuki immediately silenced them.

The Emperor watched as Tetsuya led the boy away. He smiled, he hadn't shared his bed with anyone for a while, and tonight would be a very interesting night. (Especially if that dancer is as sensual lying down as he is dancing on his feet.)

The Emperor smiled before getting to his feet and after a few quick words to his advisor and brother, he left to enjoy the spoils this new battle had brought him.

Author's Notes: Damn this was a long chapter! But it was a thank you and I couldn't find a good place to end it until here. So thank you again for being patient and waiting for it to come out! I really appreciate the reviews! Keep 'em coming and I'll keep working!