A/N: Back with another chapter! Plus, my spell check is a huge bitch and just shut down, so if you guys find any mistakes, feel free to report them c:

So orry for the wait too- I give an gigantic thanks to anyone that subscribed or faved this story, t means a lot ;A;

I. Own. Noten' o3o

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About a million things were zipping through Teito's head before he could really realize that the man had been yanked back from infront of his face and was whining something along the lines of,

"Konatsu, why are you such a kill joy?"

"I am not, I was just instructed to have him dealivered," A paused, and as Teito uncurled himself from against the door, and looked at the boy talking,"Untouched." The boy, or, 'Konatsu', as the man had called him, decided.

'Konastu', had golden hair and at the moment, the remainders of a blush disappearing from his cheeks. The same shining color that resided in his thick locks plagued his eyes, big and blinking.

Teito would definitely have to remember to hook this one after the appointment with 'Sir Ayanami', damn, he was cute. On that note, he looked over to the man, apparently named 'Huuga'. He was also quite handsome, with ebony hair and a mischievous smile. 'Dammit, why are all of these people so beautiful? Does the Sir just use them as rape toys constantly or something?' Teito thought, finally settling into the leather cushions of the seat. Ironic, Teito probably had more leather in his own closet then in the whole interior of the car.

Well, Teito Klien was a very ironic person indeed.

Suddenly, a voice came from the driver's seat, sending the prostitute's train of thought wheeling off of the tracks.

"So, Emerald, have you ever been on a boat for a long time before?"

Teito took the question and analyzed it, trying to grab at his memory in a strained attempt to find something that would suffice as an appropriate answer. Well, nothing there, lets just skip to the rational approach shall we?

"When will we board and what do I pack?"

"Woah- Shortie doesn't pull any punches does he?" Huuga said with a whistle tailing the sentence. This earned a scowl from the driver as he started up the engine and replied,

"Five hours from two minutes ago. We'll drive back over to your place so that you can get basic clothes. No costumes, the Sir will have plenty things for you at his mansion."

Teito turned to his window, trying to hold back a grin that had almost creeped onto his features. It had been a long time sense Teito had gotten to wear regular clothes, and it might be a tad more comfortable. In an exhaling breath, the brunette muttered the words,

"Twenty-five Dear Elm Road."

In means of his apartment's location, and as the car roared to life and sped through the near empty streets, Teito gently put his hand on the glass and brought his face close, close enough to fog up the window and blur vision.

"Dammit!" The loud curse echoed through the hallways of the tiny apartment building, no doubt waking the other ocupants. "Why is my key being such a goddamn bitch!"

A very angry brunette was now litterally kicking his home's door, mostly as a gesture to make the slab of wood open, and also just because he hated his his run down little apartment.

A lot.

Now, the thing about this facility, is that there are little vents lining where the lazily wallpapered walls met the dirty cement floors. One appeared every, oh, twenty centimeters? Well, two of those little vents just happened to be on either side of Teito's door, and with all of the kicking and yelling that the prostitute was doing, one little key in his hand slipped, and fell, and fell, and fell. Right down one of those cute little vents.

Dammit.

Emerald eyes widened and if you watched very closely, one even twitched. So, with the little dignity he had left, Teito padded out of the hallway, down the stairs two flights, and into the black car. No suitcase. No extra clothes. And definitely, no key. Sliding in next to Huuga again, the boy didn't even make eye contact before whipping a hand out with his pointer finger out stretched, right in front of the black haired man's half open mouth. Teito then slowly turning his head towards the sunglassed man with a kind of, 'say-a-word-and-I'll-rip-out-your-jugular-vein' look on his face. Though just to clarify, a sentence sounding as though it had been recently dropped in a vat of acid left the boy's mouth,

"Not a fucking word."

Fia sighed and started up the car. Glancing in the rear view, he raised a questioning eyebrow at Teito and said in a low tone,

"I'm sure that they'll have extra clothes on the boat."

The brunette slammed the car door, sick from the four hour drive to the port. He hadn't gotten car sick sense he was thirteen and his foster family went camping, though in order to get to the camp ground they had to drive up this stupid winding gravel road. Everyone except Jenny (the mother) had gotten sick, so she had to drive the rest of the way. Teito looked down with a heavy sigh. They were probably he best family he had ever been part of. The boy ran a slightly shaky hand through his ebony hair as he walked over to the rest of the servants, absentmindedly turning to Fia. Though before he could ask anything like, when are we leaving, when do I get on, etcetera etcetera, another man came into view.

Teito's eyes slightly widened at the sight of the man. First thing that the boy noticed is that this guy was tall. Like, stupid tall. He even had a couple inches on Huuga! Next, he had these really captivating eyes. Blue, icy, not like anything Teito had seen in all his years of whoring. Said whore was also having a hard time restraining himself from staring at the man's strange hair. It was a kind of light golden, all spiked to one side. But, it looked natural. This guy obviously didn't use gel, and if he did, Teito would need to get some of that!

"So, this is the guest of honor, hey?" The near giant said with a smirk. He then bent down, now looking Teito in the eyes. "I see where he got his name. Kids got the eyes."

Now, Teito wasn't one to blush. Blushing was for stupid Japanese school girls who giggle and trip on air. Though, this statement was not being very well recognized considering the shade of scarlet he had just turned. Teito stepped back from the blond's amused gaze, turning his head to look over his shoulder in a futile attempt to hide the growing blush.

"Emerald, this is the head boat hand, Frau. He just informed us of our rooms on the third floor, the floor closest to the deck." Fia stated sternly, beginning his striding steps toward the boat.

Frau straightened and winked at the brunette as he began to jog towards the ship as well. But before disappearing completely from Teito's vision, he called out,

"It was nice to meat you, Shortie!"

The boy made a quick 'pfft' noise before slightly fuming towards the ship, mumbling two sentences in means of an answer.

"I'm not short. I'm fun sized."

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Pffffffft. To short, I am so sorry ;3; I just never get time anymore, yanno?

But holy crap we met Frau 0-0 Tell me if they start getting too OOC, I have a bad habit of that Dx

If anyone guesses the next four boat hands to meet Teito you'll get treats. So reveiw it up people c;