Lunar

"Toby!" Sechi cried from the back rooms, causing Toby to growl as he started towards them, never glancing back. A sudden taste of nausea struck him as he made it towards the door, his body giving out on him, causing him to crush onto his broken wrist. The pain was gone as a sudden burning sensation in his stomach turned, causing him to gasps, his stiffening erection causing a friction with the cool floor - it felt so good.

Sechi stepped out of the room, staring at the man with slight joy, fingers to his hips. "All ready?" He gushed, reaching down towards the boy to drag him into the room as Mono started down the hall walking into the room.

As Toby stared up, he was over came with another sense, making his rub his lower region against the single blanket on the raggedy mattress, a breathless moan escaping his lips. Sechi thru him self on top of the boy. Warm skin touched cool, and Toby emitted a gasps of surprise. Toby couldn't control himself as he shifted his body under Sechi to benefit him, and making him feel comfortable.

Toby was less then amused by the situation as his hands grasped upon Sechi's shoulders, trying to push the older man off of him, lower body wiggling - innocently - to get loose. His face paled as he felt the man harden considerately against his inner thigh, staring up to meet the bright red light of a camera hooked in the wall. "please, you need to stop! No, please, don't do this!" He fought feverishly to get loose, Sechi's cold hand spreading his legs, seeking another body to deal with the pressure in his lower abdomen. "Please!"

Sora ran up towards the stoop of the building the old lady had given him, his fist slamming against the door to catch attention to those that lived inside. He didn't care if they were asleep or busy, he needed information. After a few excuses from the inside, the door opened where another elderly women stared at him, obviously had been awakened. "What may I do for you?" She asked, irritated.

Ignoring her state, Sora asked, "Your friend suggested I come and speak to you about a few days ago. An American boy was around here, said you'd probably know where he went." He tried stressing the details, eyeing her as if he could see into her soul.

Nodding, the old women closed the door some, blocking the inside of her house from the strange man that dared bother her. "Yes, the American. Couldn't miss him. Was arguing with and older man, just outside my house."

"Are you certain?" Sora asked, eyeing her further. Damn old people, bad sight, bad hearing.

"Couldn't forget the boy, broke this old lady's heart. Luckily, he said no. Boy had some sense - if not understanding he shouldn't be talking to strangers. Walked down that road, never saw him again." She made to shut the door, only to be stopped by Sora's hand. "Look, that's all I know. American boys would be noticeable on this street, I'm sorry I can't do any more for you, maybe someone else saw him. If you're his boyfriend, you should be ashamed of yourself for letting him wander around like that alone." She slammed the door, causing Sora to withdrawal his hand, cursing in pain.

He didn't need her telling him how to live his life! Walking down the stoop, he turned the corner, still nowhere at identifying Toby's location. Nothing times nothing was still nothing, and he had thought he had gotten so far too.

Eiri turned a corner with skill, staring around as if he were a detective. His golden eyes scanned the area, looking for people that could have lived there for a while, until he turned towards an alley, staring over a man sitting patiently on the side. "Excuse me, have you seen a American boy in this area a few days ago?" He stared at the man, the homeless guy stared up, raising an eyebrow smugly.

"I've seen a lot of people, refresh my memory." Was the snide remark. The blonde shook his head, clutching his fist to his sides.

"I don't have to refresh your memory." He stepped forward, wanting to strangle the man. "Just a American boy, who was around him, and if he was okay." Eiri snarled, walking towards the man, only to see him hold up his hands in defence.

"I saw a American boy, but my memory is scratchy." He held up his hand, signalling what he was talking about.

Growling, Eiri pulled out his wallet, pulling out three hundred yen, but made no move to hand it over to the homeless man. "Tell me what you know, and I'll pay you. More money for more information - correct information." He smiled, enjoying the scowl on the man's face.

"American fag was walking down the street, humming. I was watching him, fresh meat you could say - had to have money on him. I just knew it, but if someone was following him, I don't know." Yuki took out another three hundred, teasing the man with the money. "Ah, it comes back black haired man grabbed him, put a rag on his face, and the boy passed out. Fighting was not there, and he passed out. Which way did they go," he scratched his chin, trying to remember the information. Yuki took out a thousand. Finally, some good information. "All right, well he turned down that alley," he pointed his finger towards a lonely street, "that area is druggie land, if the boy's still alive, who knows. Now, my pay." He held out his hand.

Grinning, Eiri turned away from the man, pulling his phone from his pocket to finally call the police. He had enough information, now he knew his son was in trouble. He glared at the man that stared at him, mocking him with the money before putting it back in his pocket. "I don't pay worthless help. If he was in danger, you should have helped him." He walked away, giving all the information he could to the person that answered. Finally, he was away from the alley, where the man was yelling at him that he was being unfair.

When he hung up, his phone rang, causing him to place it to his ear as a voice mail was brought to him. It was for him, but it was obviously forward to him when he heard Toby tell him that he was okay - and he was obviously lying when he let out a scream. As the message ended, he stared down at the ground, frowning. He was correct; Toby, was likely in danger.

Fighting with his conscious, he called Shuichi up to tell what he knew that far. He was thankful, but he didn't feel any better as he stared in the distance. "Dammit Toby." He yelled driving home.