Kaoru trailed along behind Umehito, carrying Haruhi, as he lead them to the part of Kyoya's mansion that was used for the illegal activities.
Kaoru frowned as the entered the first hallway; this part of the mansion was always lit with red lights; a reference to the legal red-light district. Aside from that, there was a long oriental rug that spread the entire length of the hallway; of every hallway for a sense of home. Though everyone knew better than to be fooled by the décor.
They traveled down a few more hallways until the group came to a mahogany door that had a gold plate on it that read, 'YASUCHIKA HANINOZUKA'.
Umehito turned to Kaoru; his black cloak seeming more ominous than usual, "This is where she gets off, Kaoru-chan." Kaoru glanced down at Haruhi and sighed, "Be careful, Haruhi." Haruhi shrugged as she was handed to Umehito, "Where has that gotten me?" Kaoru nodded; as she had a point.
After Umehito returned to the hallway, he shut the door and said, "Kaoru-chan? Follow me." Kaoru nodded, and followed Umehito further down the hallway; glancing back at Yasuchika's door.
Soon after, they arrived at a door with the gold plate, 'TAMAKI SUOH.' Umehito seemed nervous -as he was messing with the button of this cloak- and said, "Kaoru-chan, remember what Master Kyoya said to you. This is important."
Kaoru crossed his arms, and nodded, "Yeah, I know, Umehito; I won't let Kyoya down. I know better than that…" Umehito turned towards him, giving a fleeting smile as he knocked on the door, "Master Tamaki?"'
It was quiet a moment before the door slowly opened; revealing a stunning sight.
Kaoru's eyes widened noticably; he also felt his breath hitch. Umehito wasn't kidding when he said he was beautiful; for he was: a golden mop of messy blonde hair covered Tamaki's head; he had shining deep violet eyes and porcelain skin. Kaoru swore he had never seen anything like him.
"Oh, Nekozawa-san? How good to see you again." Tamaki said, flashing a smile at Umehito; Kaoru could tell that Umehito was also having trouble controlling his natural reactions to this man.
"Master Tamaki, you look well. I never thought we'd meet again for a while after the last Regional Sex Trade Convention." Umehito said, playing nervously with his fingers.
Tamaki chuckled, raking a slender hand through his blonde hair, "Ah, yes, I know what you mean; with Master Kyoya Ootori being a great rival of mine, you didn't expect me." He paused, leaning against the door frame, "To be honest with you, I didn't expect I'd be here either; but a patron and close friend of mine from France, Éclair Tonnerre, told me about an extraordinary encounter she'd had with a young sex slave from Japan; and he just happened to belong to Master Kyoya."
Kaoru's eyes widened; Éclair Tonnerre was a regular of his, but he didn't know she was associated with the Suohs. He couldn't believe what a small world it was.
Umehito nodded, "Oh I see; yes, Mistress Éclair does visit Master Kyoya often… for Kaoru Hitachiin." He then gestured to the young 16-year-old boy beside him.
Tamaki's violet eyes flickered to Kaoru's golden ones, and he gave an easy smile, "Why, Kaoru Hitachiin; Éclair was right." Kaoru blinked, "W-what do you mean, Tam- I mean, Master Tamaki?"
Tamaki gave a good-humored laugh at Kaoru's slip-up, and said, "Well, Éclair told me that you have the prettiest strawberry blonde hair and molten gold eyes that sparkle like diamonds; she is correct. You are a beautiful sight, Kaoru; I see why Kyoya charges high dollar for your company."
This was all news to Kaoru; he didn't realize that Kyoya charged more money for him than some of the other sex slaves; but he did know he was gorgeous, and that was probably the reason why. He still couldn't help but blush at the blonde master's flattery.
"Uh, um… thank you so much, Master Tamaki." Kaoru then bowed slightly as Umehito chuckled, "Master Tamaki, have a good evening with this one." Tamaki gave a slight smirk as his answer and then said, "See you in a bit, Nekozawa-san."
Umehito bowed to Tamaki then turned to Kaoru and said, "Do well, Kaoru-chan." Then he disappeared down the red glow of the hallway as Tamaki said, "Please come in and join me, Kaoru." Kaoru turned his attention to him, and said, "Yes, thank you." He was really nervous now, but he could only perform to the best of his ability.
Kaoru could tell as soon as he stepped into this 'performance room', that it was one of the most expensive to rent; a lavish purple silk carpet covered the floor, and the tapestries on the walls were mixtures of purples, blues and golds. Essentially, everything matched the blonde master perfectly; even the violet-silk bedspread where there were rose petals strewn across the king-sized canopy-top bed.
He was absolutely stunned; Kaoru had never had a patron that could afford this room; therefore, he'd never seen it.
As he looked around more, noticing the candles on the black table with two wine glasses, Tamaki said, "Kaoru?" Kaoru, who was still standing by the door in awe, shook his head and looked Tamaki's way.
"Yes, Master Tamaki?" He asked, noticing that Tamaki had the adjoining bathroom's door open.
"I think I fancy a bath first; care to join me?" He casually asked, already unbuttoning his white silk blazer.
Kaoru's eyes widened; okay this was definitely new to him. Any patron he'd ever had -granted he'd only been there six months- wanted to go straight to the sex; not take a bath.
Although surprised, Kaoru quickly gathered his thoughts and gave a smile, "Why, I'd be delighted to, Master Tamaki," Kaoru walked towards him, now starting to flirt, "Would you like me to help undress you?"
Tamaki gave a sly smile, reading through Kaoru's ruse, "Is that your wish, Kaoru? To undress me?" Kaoru didn't allow his perfect mask to falter; although he hated this business, with someone as gorgeous as Tamaki to fuck with, it didn't seem too bad; so he really couldn't say he didn't want to.
Kaoru gave his best seducing smile, and his gold eyes flashed due to the candle light around them, "Yes, Master Tamaki," he drawled; running his right hand down the older teen's clothed chest, "it would be my pleasure to undress you for your bath."
Tamaki found himself even more facinated and turned on by the golden-eyed Japanese boy; even though he could tell Kaoru was just doing his job, something felt slightly different about it.
He chuckled as he gently grasped Kaoru's thin wrist, and slowly bent down to whisper in the boy's ear, "Please undress me, Kaoru." Kaoru swore he felt something snap in him when he heard those words.
He pulled back far enough from Tamaki to where their eyes met; and he just stared into the violet pools for a minute; surprised that Tamaki didn't say a single word.
Kaoru wasn't really aware of this silence as both his hands cupped the blonde smooth face, and continued to stare into his eyes, searching; and something told him that no one could fake that kind of sincerity.
Tamaki searched Kaoru's golden orbs as Kaoru did his; he wasn't sure what it was the boy was looking for, but he let him do as he pleased. Unlike most sex slave masters, Tamaki held a certain kindness for them.
After Kaoru came back to Earth, he quickly slammed his and Tamaki's lips together; kissing him frantically.
Tamaki was caught off-guard by this sudden change, but that didn't deter him one bit; he kissed back just as fiercely as he felt his undershirt being unbuttoned.
Kaoru moaned lightly as he felt Tamaki's warm tongue invade his mouth; the man tasted of strawberries and cream; a delicious mixture.
He managed to get Tamaki's undershirt off during the kiss, and went straight to his white silk slacks; undoing the belt before unbuttoning the pants.
Soon, Tamaki was so enveloped in the kiss that he lost track of what was going on; there was just him and this gorgeous boy before him. He fought Kaoru in a battle for dominace and easily won; freely exploring his mouth. It was then he felt that his boxers had been removed.
Kaoru licked his lips as Tamaki pulled back; obviously noticing that he was no longer clothed, and was sporting a raging hard-on.
Kaoru chuckled, his voice laced with lust, "Well, well…what do we have here, Master?" He reached out with his hand and wrapped it around the pulsing organ; earning a moan from Tamaki's throat.
"Hm… it would appear you've turned me on a great deal… but," Tamaki said, jerking back from him, "we should finish this in the bath."
With those words, Kaoru undressed himself, and followed Tamaki into the large platinum tub as he turned on the jets.
"Ah," Kaoru moaned softly; the water and the jets felt amazing. During his 6 months of forced sex slave labor, he had truly forgotten of how good it felt to be rich.
Tamaki chuckled lightly, "Feels good, hm?" Kaoru blushed lightly, opening his eyes to look at him, "Um, yes, Master Tamaki; I've forgotten how it feels to be rich." Tamaki looked and looked at Kaoru like he was utterly confused; until he realized.
"Wait! You're last name is Hitachiin, isn't it?" Kaoru gave a blank stare, and nodded in response, "Um, yes, Master, it is." Tamaki's violet orbs widened, "You… you're the son of the famous fashion designer Yuzuha Hitachiin! But wait; don't you have a brother?"
Kaoru bit his lip in response to Tamaki's questions, but knew it would be in his best interest to answer him.
"Yes, my mother is Yuzuha… or was." Tamaki's face saddened when he remembered, "Oh yes… that's right; both your mother and father were murdered some time ago, weren't they?" Kaoru looked down, and nodded slowly, "Yes; and after that Regional Sex Slave Trade Convention that you and Umehito were talking about, I don't know what became of my brother, Hikaru."
Tamaki swallowed, his eyes filling with tears, "Oh, I'm so sorry, Kaoru! That's awful!" He paused as Kaoru gave a soft smile and said, "Yes, it is; but… I'm gonna find my brother one of these days."
Tamaki smiled; his eyes shining, "That's the spirit, Kaoru! I bet you will! Which, makes me think… why would sex slave workers go after rich, well-known twins?"
Kaoru blinked, looking at him, "Um… that's a good fucking question. You would have thought it would have been in the news or something-" "But it was! I've been in Japan for a few months to visit my father, and it's been in the newspapers and magazines that the famous fashion designer and her husband were murdered and then their twins mysteriously disappeared." Tamaki interrupted, sitting back against the tub, "There's a search going on, of course, because your brother is the heir to your mother's fortune, but you know that the sex slave business is a hush-hush situation."
Kaoru frowned slightly, "Hm… I figured as much." Tamaki nodded slowly, showing sympathy, "I'm sorry about that, Kaoru." Kaoru shrugged, "Well, I'll get out of here one day; with Haruhi." Kaoru then went on to explain about his childhood friend as Tamaki gave a confused look.
"Oh, so she was kidnapped as well?" Tamaki asked, bewildered. Kaoru nodded, "Yep; amazingly, we were both bought by Kyoya." Tamaki tapped his chin, thinking, "Hm… what if… I could buy both you and your friend Haruhi from Master Kyoya, and then we could track down your brother?"
Kaoru was absolutely surprised at Tamaki's suggestion, "A-are you fucking serious?" Tamaki laughed freely, "Oh yes, most definitely! You seem like a fine, wonderful boy, and I'd love to help you out." Kaoru blinked, still awe-struck, "But…but Kyoya would never go for that; he'd never sell me."
Tamaki smirked, leaning forward in the warm bath and cupped Kaoru's chin, "I wouldn't worry about that; he may be rich and powerful thanks to his daddy, but I have my own businesses in two countries that I am the owner of; plus my father; so if I want you…" he whispered, ghosting his lips across Kaoru's, "I'll have you."
A/N: Okay, sorry guys! I originally wanted to do just a one-shot chapter with Kaoru and Tamaki, then a one-shot chapter with Haruhi and Yasuchika, but as you can see, as I was typing this up, random shit popped into my head and so… here we are. Anyway, I hope you like and I'll update soon! Review please! ~Aly~