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The Name: Rui
The Sentence: "Ah! Where are you taking me you kidnaper!"
God dammit!
Just because he was Hiruma's slave for the rest of eternity or whatever didn't mean that the mother fucker could just sneak up on him, put a blindfold on him and drag him away to where ever.
This qualified as kidnaping! Hiruma was a God damn kidnaper!
"Where the hell are you taking me!" He demanded, but the only response he got was one of Hiruma's trademark chuckles. Usually hearing it would make a shiver run down his spine, but he was far too pissed of to be afraid.
He had stuff to do! Important stuff! Well, not really, but still!
"Alright, we're here." Hiruma said as he removed Rui's blindfold.
"What the hell! Did you have to blindfold me just to take me to your clubhouse!?" Rui demanded, after all, he was still Hiruma's slave, if the God damned blonde had thought to ask him to come over he would have, but noooo, he just had to do things that hard way didn't he.
"Go inside the clubhouse." Hiruma said lowly and Rui could hear the distinct sound of a gun being cocked. "The fucking shrimp wants to ask you something."
Rui glared at the door to the clubhouse. 'The secretary huh, what the hell does he want with me?' He thought before bursting through the door, a frown prominent on his face.
"Ha-Habashira-san!" Sena jumped up in surprise and Rui frowned even more, wasn't the brat the one who wanted him brought here.
"Oi, Hiruma tells me you wanted to ask me something." He said harshly and Sena looked thoughtful for a moment before realization dawned on his face. "Ohhhh."
"'Ohhhh?' What is this 'ohhhh', why the hell am I here?" Sena twiddled his thumbs absentmindedly.
"Well you see, we were doing this thing in math class where we measure out height and the span of our arms to see if we're proportionally correct, and I guess I wondered aloud if your wingspan is the same as your height, since your arms seem so long."
He, Habashira Rui-sama, had been kidnaped so the secretary for the Deimon Devil Bats could measure his wingspan and height! What was the world coming to!
Well, the sooner he got it over with the sooner he could forget that it ever happened.
"Well, get a damned tape measure or something and make it quick, I have stuff to do."
Important stuff, well, not really, but he was pretty sure it was more important than this.