A/N: This chapter has subject matter that some may not find within their taste. You have been warned [it is near the end of the chapter]

-Oxford - Tuesday: Part 5-

Shoko Aki didn't exactly like this part of her job and who could really blame her for not liking it. Her charge was a handful of a child and it had been one of the reasons why she had wanted a female over a male, still, this had not been new to her. Temping for multiple talents she had learned quickly that some were really bad, some were heavy into drugs, gambling or drinking. In her mind she supposed him being so young he was just acting out as such. Add in the fact that he came from a family where he was honestly used to being given everything he wanted and when he didn't well let's just say that rarely happened from the information she had gotten.

Sho really had no understanding of the words "you can't have this" nor "you can't do this." No, if you said something along those lines she had quickly learned that he became a true pain to deal with. Like a small child throwing a fit… and that the quickest way to deal with it was just given in. So she had started to try and figure out ways to sway him into doing what she needed him to do. So far more times than not, she failed.

She took a hit of her cigarette but the Akatoki agency that she had gotten employed by had a different goal as far as they cared the job was to not let their talents get caught in the bad kind of scandals. Managers were to protect the agency and their talents at any cost. Even if it meant lying, cheating, stealing or threatening to make it happen. So she began to believe it was the same with all big agencies so she just stops trying to change that, instead she focuses on being the best at her job and she was really good at what she did.

Still, she knew this was a bad idea. All she could hope was that security for that floor, for those people, were good and he couldn't find a way to either of them but if he did she would have to figure out a way to make him the innocent bystander and them the bad guys. It would be so much easier if they were home… the laws there were much more relaxed than here.

'Why does it have to be one of these two? Of all the choices…' she closed her eyes. How was she going to make him understand these two could not be his muses. No more than likely they would refuse to be his muses. So how was she going to keep this from going sour? It was with regret she opened the door that broken their two rooms apart.

Sho eyes fell upon the young man, who was clearly enjoying himself with the blonde between his legs. Her eyes scanned the trash can before checking her phone's time. They have been going at this for couple hours, what was taking him so long to be done? She pinched the bridge of her nose. "Sho." The woman tried to lift her head but Sho had placed his hand on the back of her head pushing her back into place.

The woman gagged a bit on Sho's cock as he lifted his hips some to drive his point home that they weren't done. "Don't worry babe, just keep enjoying yourself." His eyes, however, weren't on the woman he was now forced to keep blowing him they were on Shoko's trailing the lines of her body. Soon perhaps because the blonde had really been enjoying herself prior she began to take over. Sho leaned his head back some running his fingers through her hair. "That's really nice, just like that babe."

Shoko had to admit it was hard to look away from the act, she crossed her arms in front of her chest. "Sho, I don't think you should go after either of these girls. I'm pretty sure they won't agree to work with you."

Sho smirked as he lifted the girl's head off of him kissing the side of her mouth. "Are you happy?" she nodded her head "Do you want to keep going?" again there was a nod and he leaned back on his arms. Shoko had to admit she was amazed at how women seemed to really enjoy spending time with him… if that's what you could call what they were doing. Sighing she shook her head puffing on her cigarette. The blonde was already in the groove of blowing him again as he let out a groan.

"I mean it Sho, these two…" his eyes narrowed towards her. He shifted on the bed and pulled out a condom before lifting the girl's face again. Clearly, he wouldn't even bother putting on his own condoms but at least he was listening to her about protection. Looking up towards the gods above she wondered how long before he stopped listening to her even about that.

"So give me the blonde's information and then get out unless you plan to join us." Shoko eyes turned towards him the girl had already crawled into his lap. Her hands moving up and down his arms and chest. He pulled her closer to him forcing her arms behind her back as he did so and began to run his tongue down the side of her throat before kissing it all the back the moans as she rubbed her body against him trying to get access to him. While he denied it to her he wasn't there with her at all, no he was watching Shoko and she had frowned.

"At least be careful Sho. This woman is married and I don't think her husband will be happy if you mistreat her. So just make sure you have a witness on your side if you attempt this with her alright?"

"Name and room number Shoko" he had switched to the other side of the girl's neck never once taking his eyes off of Shoko.

"Fine… Her name is Juliena Hizuri, she is one of LME's top actresses and models. Her room number is somewhere on the Top Floor but that whole floor has been sectioned off minus for a select few people who have been approved by the Royal Family. She works for KYO another company you don't want to mess with Kyo of KYO is very well known in the world. " There was a warning in her voice but he clearly didn't care.

Sho pulled away from the model's neck, "Would you play with me if you were married" all she did was nod her head as he wrapped his arms around her waist and leaned back. "Show me."

Boss looked over the photos that had been taken from his dear man Heth. That man had a talent for working with the girls. It did mean give him a bit of leeway that the others didn't have and two weeks. If he couldn't get a response from them within two weeks then they would never be any use to them. "Looks like he found some good candidates," he said as he sat in his hospital room. The biggest thing he hated was that he was stuck here. That guy had done a number on his chest... his flesh had been torn completely off leaving nothing but the muscles behind. It would not heal on its own, they were using fake skin right now while he waited for a transplant that fit his requirements.

"Do any of them look dead?" he said putting that folder down and looking at the second folder, doing business in here was a pain.

"It looks like we have two, they won't be any good either way."

"Make it look clean... they might be of use after all" He looked at the two girls, one was a real looker " That would have been a pretty damn flower."

"Still no good even after Heth. It seems he agrees though, not worth keeping it alive it's already dead inside."

"We are getting too many dead ones lately. Get a new doc while we're at it. I don't care what you want to do with this one." He said handing them back. Finding a good doctor was hard enough. Not many in their world became doctors. Tomi had been a blessing they ended up with far more healthy flowers than dead ones. Then again maybe it wasn't Tomi's fault maybe the boys just weren't sure how to handle things now that he was out of business in that department until he healed. It didn't matter to him much though. "Get a new one. Also, I want you to take over for a bit. In checking them. I want Jia removed from the task." He might have been the best at the time but he needed to make sure everything was in order. "I want to see improvement in our flowers health make it happen before the next batch gets here."

Mick bowed his head "Of course sir. I'll see to it right away."

Kyoko was walking back and forth in the hallway that led to three rooms that they were using in this section, from one end to the other.

Her mind was flooded with her newest problem well not so much new as old and back in her life. Wanting to assure she wouldn't run into him in the place she actually felt safe alone she had gone to the floor below to talk with the staff there. As the only way up from the private elevator, then the floor branched into four halls. This hall had the biggest rooms apparently. Though the others were pretty good sized too. There was actually four rooms here but due to the Royal family booking, the last room was on hold. In case any more family members showed up. The rest of the halls held a total of six rooms, that did not set all that well with her but again due to the nature of her family. Extra security measures had been put into place. Only three of the of the Oxford Fashion Show's owners slash designers had been allowed up here, simply due to their names. Well, she reasoned Kyo would have still been on this floor, simply due to her husband's position.

It was with that she began to recount the information she had now. There were three of the rooms that had people in the same idea of government power in some way or another as Dachi Fukumi. She wasn't exactly sure of the details and she didn't feel it was her right to know even though she could when it came to them or so she had been told. She doubted Shoutaro would be able to use them, so she had not cared that much. No, her worry was that five of them were models... and of that five only one she could be sure wouldn't invite him up. The second she was sure wouldn't likely do so but as she didn't know what would happen if Shoutaro used work as a reason she may agree to listen to him. Still, that left three who could be a problem. She had found it strange of course that Ren was the only male model on the floor but then perhaps that was more because he was Maria's friend but then why was his manager also there... maybe it was something her father had pulled that seemed more likely the more she thought about it. Her father had a very unhealthy relationship with the man... more so than his unhealthy relationship with anything dealing with people in love.

Mentally shaking her head she went back down the line, There were two other managers as well, though she didn't know she wasn't sure who she worked with either or for who. That brought the number to four... she was going to have to hope that Echo even though they had seemed to hire him would not bring him up here but there was a chance but he was done with the performance wasn't he? She shook her head trying to process more as she did so. That meant five and she was going to assume Kyo and R'Mandy heads would not be bringing him up here either.

Five was still too high. That wasn't the only issue she was having right now while feeling trapped inside this place. Kyo was in a business meeting with Echo and R'Mandy and the rest of the heads for other labels. Ruto was busy, Juliena was somewhere... she had no idea that woman was honestly hard to keep pinned down anywhere. As she had not been able to focus on actually cooking because of how she felt she had told everyone that they should just go out to eat. They had, of course, asked her to come along but again she had pointed she wasn't really feeling well... it wasn't a lie either. She was pretty sure she wouldn't have been able to hold down anything with the way her stomach was feeling at the time.

She paused for a moment thinking before shaking her head. This was not doing her any good actually and she knew this. She didn't even have her phone anymore and Ruto had said he would be back before lights out so she could call her father and write her brother. Even if that wasn't the case she could just borrow someone else's if it got too late. Still, she had to do something, she had to find a way to calm down. She hadn't felt so trapped in such a long time and it was starting to rattle her deeply. "Corn... I need Corn." Hadn't her fairy prince cast his magic on that man earlier. To the point, she was missing time? That she didn't even notice Ren or Shoutaro leave... or anything after she had cried out.

"Yes... Corn... I need him." she whispered softly. As she made her way to her bedroom and opened the little pouch that Tomi had hidden the blue stone for her inside. She smiled softly as she stared at it and let it fall into her palm. "Hello Corn..." she said holding it close to her heart as she took a deep breath. Now she needed to move. Turning on her heel she walked out and made her way down the elevator to the floor below. So she could truly go for a walk, she nodded to the security as she pushed the button for the main elevator.

As she stepped into it she pushed the button for the main lobby. Closing her eyes she took several deep breaths she needed to stop thinking. It was the thinking that was causing her problems right this moment. Looking down at the small stone in her hand she felt a tightening her heart, sometimes she knew this would happen. Whenever she thought of the boy who had given it to her. Whenever the real Corn crossed her mind. She couldn't help but worried. She had not been a very good friend to someone who had problems all that boy seemed to do was focus on making her smile. Corn even if he was a human had and been a true Fairy Prince-like in her stories. She didn't realize that the elevator had stopped until he heard his voice.

"Well aren't you a real beauty" the man spoke in Japanese and her head snapped up towards him.

She held the stone to her chest. 'No... no, not here... Heth can't be here... no no.' she closed her eyes trying to find her center. It wasn't working, of course, it wouldn't work. Shee felt his arms on her waist, the way he pushed her against the wall.

"You will do rather nicely on the market" he leaned in touching her neck, "I wonder if you are a virgin... oh but that doesn't matter. Not right now. I can still have a nice taste...You have such a sweet scent it reminds me of someone." She felt his tongue on her neck trailing down her collarbone as he pulled her dress. Her brain snapped her back to her nightmares just like that.

"Hello, Blue." The man was one of the better-looking ones. "You are in luck today." He said pulling her towards him as he ran a hand down her side. "See the Boss is hoping with a face like mine you'll come back to him and make all those pretty noises you used too..." he ran his tongue across her cheek "Ah. Plus I'm going to teach you how to please me the way I like..." he said pulling the tie string of her dress open.

"Much better he said taking her breasts into his hands. "Oh these are growing nicely..." she wanted to wince and cry out as he dug his nails into her. It hit her then, he wasn't the kind like the others. There would be nothing but pain... he was not a gentle master by any means. He whipped her until she was raw. She did not cry out, it only made it worse. He used things on her that she never wanted to live through again, the electricity had been the worse of it though. The shock collar had been the nicer of the things he used on her. All while she pleased him or he took his pleasure... but never her virginity it was the worse two weeks of her life.

She pushed his hand away, she knew that was the first mistake. He smacked her hard across the face. He had been allowed to do that in the past, to try and fix what might be shattered. She wasn't supposed to respond, yes it made him worse, but he was so much worse when you fought back. She had seen the damage to other women who had done so. She had seen how they took the most pleasure out of every man that came to them after him, all so they wouldn't have to deal with the pain. They came back...

"Bitch," he said wrapping a hand around her throat, she felt like her breath was going to give.

'Don't fight... don't fight... it's only worse.' He must have seen her relax some, accept her face because he forces his tongue in her mouth. She bit down. That too had been a mistake. It was disgusting as she spat the blood back in his face.

"Fucking whore!" she closed her eyes, placing her arms on her chest instead, she knew he would not hold back now. She had seen their faces she knew what she expects, she had also seen and taken care of several of the broken ribs. One of the girls had died from his outrage.

A/N: Special thanks to H-Nala for pointing a few errors I had.