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Hey guys! Sorry we haven't updated in FOREVER. Both Sarah and I have been crazyyy busy. But, I have finally written the first chapter for Life of Emptiness. WE are going to try to write more often, but I have no idea how often that will be with school (midterms are oming up O.o) and swimming. So we'll try to write and update as often as possible for all y'all!

-Lexie

Chapter One

"Ryoma!" Rinko shouted up the spiraling staircase. "I need you to come down so I can introduce you to some of my clients."

Ryoma sighed at the odd request that his mother asked. He is never been invited to these parties she holds at the Echizen Manor. In fact, this was the first party he will attend. "I'll be down in a minute, Okaa-san." He said this with no emotion in his voice. As he buttoned up his shirt, he had a thought pass through his mind. 'Why does she invite me to attend these parties now?' The thought quickly passed as he threw on his black suit coat. With a quick comb of his emerald-black locks, he headed downstairs to his mother's party.

With his arrival downstairs, everyone got quiet and looked at him, almost as if they were judging his looks. Pricing him it seemed.

"Well, everyone, I'd like you to meet Ryoma Echizen, our next item up for bid." The sweet voice was from Rinko.

'What?' Ryoma thought. 'What?' Ryoma thought. 'What does she mean by bid?' For the first time in years, the boy's eyes showed emotion. It wasn't the emotions he's wanted. No. This was panic. His mom was SELLING him.

"1,000 yen."

"2,000 yen."

Who were these people? Why were they bidding on him? So many questions ran through the boy's head as the people in front of his stacked prices, higher and higher.

"10,000 yen. His eyes are beautiful! Worth way more than a petty 2,000!"

"20,000. Look at that gorgeous bone structure!"

Ryoma had no idea what was going on. All he knew was that people were trying to by him away from the only home he has known.

"100,000."

The voice was monotone and stern. The man was of middle age, and had sandy brown hair, with a pair of glasses resting on his nose.

There was a silence in the room.

"Going once. Going twice, sold to Tezuka Kuniharu!"

And that was the moment Rinko sold Ryoma. As he walked out of the Echizen Manor, he took one look back at the place he once called home. But now, he was being taken away, and was being put into a life of emptiness.

Hey! Sorry it was short. It was hard to make this chapter any longer. O.o Anyway, the next chapter will be longer. And with the votes in, this will be a RyomaxTezuka pairing (if you didn't already know. :P) So, we will write and update as soon as possible! I hioe you enjoyed!