Alright, obviously I had to update this one first. If you're asking why, then let me ask you this: do you want to wait another day to find out why Chase is there? That's what I thought. Anyway, I'll get right to it, so I don't keep you waiting too long! And sorry this took so long to get to tonight, but someone besides me decided to put up a spiral fic on aff (dot) net, and I was reading it. Any AyumuEyes fans go check it out!

CeTe: Lol, everyone told Eys to run, I wonder why that could be? Oh, Chase..right (hehehehe). Hmm, is he trying to get Eyes back? And will he be sucessful if he is? Let's find out! Did I really type it twice? Eek, I'll have to fix that...thanks for letting me know! And thanks for reviewing!

alpha2nd: Lol, there's a reaction. Ew, it's him! Eyes doesn't understand sarcasm (well, he didn't used to; seems he's learned!). Kanone just doesn't like people who use sarcasm (though he seems to use it quite a bit...hmm, me thinks someone's a hypocrite.) Heh, it doesn't have anything to do with Mike, yes it has something to do with slaves (gasp) Am I actually going to touch on the theme of my fic? Ayumu might not be in this chappy, but Jack will! You're welcome for the update, thanks for reviewing!

Kodoku Wolf: By "he", you mean Chase, correct? Then, yes, he's the one from the first couple of chapters. Go ahead, feel free to hate him with a passion, and after this chapter, you all can act on that hate by killing him, because I know you'll want to! Thanks for reviewing!

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The intruder smiled at Kanone, "Ah, Kanone, just the man I wanted to see!" Chase exclaimed, then turned his attention to Eyes, "So you kept this one around, huh? I can see why, I suppose, he is a good fuck."

Eyes winced at this, and Kanone wrapped his arms tighter around the boy, glaring at Chase, "You've got no right to talk about him like that. If you have some sort of business here, state it."

"You're being protective of him? That's a first, I didn't think scum was worthy of such a thing. You were always so nice to their kind, though. I never understood that..." Chase smiled again and shook his head, "Now, your father, that man was a genius! He knew how to keep them in line."

Kanone growled at Chase, "State your business." He repeated, glad that Eyes was there. If he wasn't, Chase might already be dead.

The latter laughed, "Alright, calm down, Kanone. Can't old friends catch up before getting straight to business?"

"We were never friends." Kanone informed him, "You and my father were friends, but we weren't even close."

Chase frowned at this, "Well, then, if we're not friends, I won't give you the opportunity that I would a friend."

"I don't need anything from you. If you have no actual business here, leave now." Kanone told him, leaving no room for arguements.

"It's a good thing that I have business here then." Chase commented, losing his cheery mood.

"And that would be?"

"The boy." Chase said, nodding towards Eyes, "He's mine. You took him from me, and I want him back."

Kanone felt Eyes tense up, and glared at Chase, "I paid you, he's mine." He said, protectively.

"Funny, I have no documentation of that." Chase said, an evil smirk on his face, "In fact, I'm sure I don't."

"You lying bastard!" Kanone growled.

"Woah." Chase said, holding his hands up, "If you're going to get agressive, I can have you arrested. I've already notified the authorities of your swindel. Now, I'm a nice enough guy, I won't press charges if you hand him over quietly."

"Like hell I will!" Kanone shouted, stepping in front of Eyes, "You aren't taking him out of here. Now, get off of my property before I have you arrested for tresspassing."

Chase chuckled, "Actually, I have a policeman here with me. If you'd like, you can take it up with him." Kanone simply nodded, never moving from Eyes, "Fine, then. Remember, I warned you."

Chase strolled outside, and Kanone followed, turning to Eyes, "Wait here." Eyes nodded, but said nothing.

Outside, an officer was standing with Chase, "What' the problem here, sir?" He asked Kanone.

"You know what the problem is." Kanone said, "This man is trying to take what belongs to me." He hated referring to Eyes this way, but knew that the officer would understand better this way; he was most likely just like Chase.

"Well, Chase has informed me that you never payed for the boy."

Kanone glared at the officer, "So he doesn't have documentation of it, so what? It's a piece of paper, he could have easily burned it!"

"I've known Chase for many years, and I know that he's a good and honorable man. He wouldn't lie about something like this."

Kanone stared, dumbfounded, Chase? Good? Honorable? All in the same sentence? It was unfathomable! Still, it had happened. Then another thought entered Kanone's head, "If you claim that I haven't paid for him, then I'll do it now. How much do you want?"

Chase grinned, this had been his plan all along. Now, though, he wanted more. He didn't just want Kanone's money, he wanted the boy back. He, of course, had his pick of any of his slaves, but none had been quite so obedient or good in bed as the silver haired boy. His hair was silver, wasn't it? Chase shrugged to himself, it didn't really matter. He turned back to Kanone, "I'm sorry, I don't want to sell him. Do you think I would go to all this trouble for a kid I didn't even want?"

Kanone was horrified, "If you don't want my money, then what do you want?"

"He already said." The police officer said, a bit sarcastically, "He wants the boy. Are you going to hand him over peacefully, or are we going to have a problem?"

Kanone was about to inform the man that they were going to have quite a major problem, before another voice entered the conversation, "Kanone?" The british accent asked quietly.

Said boy turned to see his boyfriend standing there, coat and shoes on, "Eyes? I said to wait inside."

"I know." Eyes replied, coming to Kanone's side, "I just...don't want to make any trouble for you. I've already explained everything to my mother, and I think it would be best if I just go." He said, sadly.

"What?" Kanone asked, blindsided, "No way, Eyes, I'm not letting you go."

Before he could do anything, Chase yanked Eyes to his side, "You heard the boy. See, he even wants to come with me."

"Well, I guess that's settled." The officer said, smiling, "Have a good night sir." He said to Kanone, then to Chase, "I'll talk to you later, Chase."

"Thanks, Rob." Chase said, smiling back, then looking to Eyes, "Let's go, boy." Eyes had already aimed his sights to the ground, and nodded.

"Eyes..." Kanone said, helpless to do anything. How could he just stand there and let them take his boyfriend? How could he not do anything? He always ahd all the answers, how could he be so helpless now? Now, of all times, when Eyes needed him the most. Eyes...Kanone knew right away that he wouldn't stand for this. He would get Eyes back. But...how? Shivering against the cold, he knew that standing outside would do him no good. The three were long gone. Kanone looked down the road that led to his house once more, "Eyes," He thought, "I will get you back. Just hold on. Please, hold on."

Walking back inside probably wasn't the best idea right then. Kanone entered his house to an angry, crying Callia, "You let them take him." She said, hatred filling her voice, "How could you?"

Kanone sighed, "There was nothing I could do at the moment." He said, suprisingly calmly, "And there's nothing I can do tonight. Just...try to get some sleep." He suggested, and headed to his bedroom to do just that.

Callia. however, had different plans in mind, "You're just going to sleep? How can you just stand by and let that horrible man take him? Why aren't you doing anything? Why aren't you at least more upset, don't you love him?"

Stupid question. Kanone turned on her, "Don't you dare ask me if I love him. I love that boy more than my own life. If there was any way at all to get him back, do you think that were would be even the slightest chance that I would be here right now? The only reason that I've been so calm is because I know, without a doubt, that I'm not going to lose Eyes." Kanone paused now for a breath, but continued, "I will get him back, but there is nothing I can do tonight. Getting all worked up over this is not going to help, which is why I am going to sleep. Do you think that this isn't killing me? Do you think that I'm not dying inside right now?" There were tears threatening to fall now, but he wanted to be strong. He needed to be strong, for Callia and for himself, "Don't think that I won't do anything about this. Don't for one second think that I will rest for a second that I could be dedicating to getting Eyes back." He stopped there, suprised at his outburst.

"I don't think any of that." Callia said, apologetically, "It's just too painful to think of him with that horrible man."

Kanone walked over to her, and placed a hand on her shoulder, "I know, but we'll get him back. And once we do, we'll never let him go again." Callia nodded, and leaned into Kanone. She started to cry as he hugged her tightly, "Come on." He whispered, and led her to the bedroom she had claimed as hers.

After getting Callia tucked in, Kanone entered his own bedroom, and layed down in his bed. This didn't last long, however, as he hated the feeling of being the only one in his bed. He missed Eyes, plain and simple. He missed the boy more than he thought possible, and knew that laying in his room thinking about him wouldn't do anyone any good. Realizing that Callia was right, and sleep wasn't happening tonight, Kanone got out of his bed (not bothering to make it), and went back downstairs. Wondering around his house, he needed to find something to take his mind off Eyes. One thing came to mind: tonight, Kanone would clean.

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How cruel is it to leave off here? Heh, that bad, huh? Sorry, the next chappy will be up asap! Review!