Disclaimer: I still don't own it.
Note: Jeez! No one was able to guess that Tobrian, also known as To-to, was based on the Towa no Shirube from DNAngel! Do none of you people read or watch DNAngel? You need to! It's good!
Well, no use crying over it now. But from this chapter forward, nothing about Toto is going to be anything like the playful Toto we know and love. Sorry!
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"H-hello, Toto," Ryou stuttered, noticing just how different his cheerful, playful, glompy friend seemed. "You wanted to talk to me?" Toto frowned and got up from his chair, walking to in front of Ryou before backhanding him across the face.
"How dare you, Ryou? I allowed you into my territory. And yet you slept with Kutabara. He's my customer, you little slut!"
Ryou gasped at the murderous rage in Toto's eyes. "I-I didn't know! He was the one who approached me, Toto."
"I don't care!" the other shouted, grabbing Ryou by the hair. "Ow! Let go of me!" Ryou jerked away from him, only for Danner to grab him and force him to his knees.
"I'm sorry, Ryou. I really am. But I can't let you get away with moving in on my territory! Do you know what happens to some people who steal customers? Some of my accomplices' thieves found themselves in a dirty back alley, bruised beyond all belief, with no memory of what had happened in the past week. Do you really want that to be you?"
"N-no, Toto! Please, no!" Ryou's silver hair was gripped in a firm fist. "I didn't think so. Besides, it would be a waste to scratch up that pretty face. I wouldn't want to do that." Tobrian released Ryou's hair in order to run his nails softly down the side of Ryou's face.
"Now Ryou. Come on. Let's work together here, okay? I know that you have a lover. Isn't his name much like yours? Bakura, I think it is? Well, that's what Karin said, anyway. Either way, I think he'll be an important part to making our deal."
The silver haired teen fell to his knees. "Please, Toto! Don't drag Bakura into this! He doesn't know anything about this! Toto, I'm begging you! I'll do anything! Just don't get Bakura involved in this."
Toto snapped and Danner punched Ryou in the stomach, causing him to double over in pain. "Oh, Ryou. You're such a fool. But you're so pretty on your knees like that. So I'm willing to compromise. I don't tell your boy-bitch. You become mine."
Ryou turned red. "W-what?" "You and I sleep together whenever I want. You act my slut. My slave. My pet. That way, I'll be too sated to let a word slip out concerning your hobby. Sound good, little 'Shiroi'?"
The albino let out a terrified sound. "No! Please, Toto! There has to be another way!" Toto reached out and fisted his hair, forcing Ryou's head back, and planting a passionate kiss on his lips. "Give it up, Kitty-Kitty. Either I get a piece of that fine ass, or you'll be out on the streets. After all, who could love a whore, right?"
Danner let his grip on Ryou's arms tighten so that small bruises formed where his fingers were. "Ow…." Toto made a flick of his wrist so that Danner would begin leading Ryou up to a door almost totally hidden in the wall. "Please, Toto! None of this! Please, just let me leave!"
The behemoth that was Danner paused at the cries of the albino child. "Tobrian?" "Did I tell you to pause in completing my orders, Danner?" "No, Tobrian-sama." "Then go!" Danner whipped the door open and shoved Ryou inside.
Ryou let out an 'oomph' as he landed on the black, plush carpet. He stood up and looked around to see red-painted walls with a black bed. Chains were attached to each of the four posters of the bed. It was a dominatrix' dream, and, judging from Toto's outfit, it was his.
He ran to the door and tried to get it open, only to find that it had been locked from the outside. On the other side of the door, there was the hiss that was very reminiscent of fighting before harsh silence.
Toto walked into the room looking like the cat that had eaten the canary as he cleaned small bits of flesh from under his nails. "Well, that's that. I think you'll find that Danner has little more to say on your behalf now."
Ryou whimpered and backed up against the wall. "Don't worry, Ryou. I think you'll enjoy this, you little whore. And guess what! Even I'll fork out the cash for a little bit of boy. So you won't be doing this for nothing, anyway! 240 dollars as long as you can keep it up for a few hours!"
The albino gasped as Tobrian forced his hands up under Ryou's T-shirt and over his ribs, making shivers run up his body. The long, painted fingernails trailed over his skin before diving in to an area of skin made sensitive from the goose bumps. "Toto!"
Leaning closer, Ryou stared frightened into Toto's icy eyes. Quickly, Tobrian dropped his head and started to kiss, lick, and nip at Ryou's neck. "Let me go! Let me go! Bakura!"
Toto sucked even harder and dug his teeth in to punish Ryou for calling for his lover. "Leave me be! I don't want this!" Toto continued to love on his neck as he ripped Ryou's shirt off, kissing down his chest and suckling on the soft, fleshy nubs he encountered.
"Shh! It's all right, I promise! This will feel so good! For both of us! So let's just enjoy ourselves, eh?" Ryou didn't respond, just simply stared. "Now take off those pants, little Shiroi."
The albino resigned himself to his fate and slid the denim off of his hips, along with his undergarments. Ryou finally settled against the wall and simply watched as Toto reached for his underwear.
About two hours later, Toto sighed as he pulled himself out of Ryou's limp body. He pulled out a leather wallet that was still attached to his belt-loop by a chain. He dropped a large roll of bills on Ryou's sated form.
"It's all there. I hope to see you again." Ryou nodded and took the money, trying to combat the horrible feeling of deja vu that had been washing over him since Toto had started. "Well, another night?"
How could Ryou refuse! If he didn't agree to sleep with Toto again, he would loose his lover; the one person who meant the world to him. "I think so." "Good boy! Now, let's the two of us get you looking nice so you can go home to that boy-bitch of yours, eh?"
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Bring! Bring! Bakura picked up the telephone just before it could ring for a third time. "Who is it? What the fuck do you want?" There was a moment of silence. "Bakura? It's Jou. I dink we need to have a talk abou' Ryou." "…What about him?"