After their peaceful stroll through the indoor garden, Umehito escorted Haruhi and Kaoru back to their cells.

"Well," the blonde-hooded man began, "I have a sex slave auction to attend in Master Kyoya's place, so I will see you darlings around supper time."

Kaoru raised a thin, light orange eyebrow as his cell door was closed and locked, "A sex slave auction?" Haruhi looked bemused as well, but didn't say anything as Umehito prepared to leave.

"Yes, Master Kyoya has sold a few of his... how he says, 'less desirable' workers, so he heard this auction coming up was supposed to be a good one; he gave me quite a bit of cash for this one."

Kaoru nodded slowly, "Oh... so we'll be having guests?" Umehito chuckled good-naturedly as he opened the heavy metal door and prepared to shut it, "Room mates, to put it more accurately."

There was silence for a minute after the door was shut, before Haruhi spoke up. "Do you think Hikaru could be at this auction?" Kaoru frowned slightly, having seat on his cot, "No, I don't think so... being who we are and everything, whoever bought him at that Regional Sex Trade Convention most likely still has him. We're both worth a lot, after all; especially my brother."

Haruhi thought about this for a moment, realizing he was probably right, "Well, that's true; but perhaps, Hikaru could have been disobedient. That sounds like something he would do in a situation."

Kaoru shrugged dismissively, "I guess we'll see when Umehito returns, hm?" As much as Kaoru missed his brother, he didn't really want to talk about him all the time; it just brought the strawberry blonde down.

After a few minutes of silence, Haruhi yawned and stretched, "Well, I'm going to take a nap." She then snuggled under the thin blanket on top of her cot without another word.

Kaoru scratched the back of his head; feeling kind of worn-out as well, and so he also decided to take a nap; hoping the time would fly by to when they would meet their new coworkers.

"I fucking swear, if you thugs don't get your hands off me, I'mma set it off in here!" Kaoru's eyebrows furrowed in his sleep when he heard the random outburst from a voice he didn't recognize. He groaned and rolled over towards his wall when another unfamiliar voice spoke up.

"Just chill; you're going to make it worse..." The strawberry blonde then frowned; wait? TWO new voices? And a mention of thugs? His eyes shot open as he realized these two new voices must belong to the new sex slaves Umehito must have purchased.

He quickly sat up; looking across the isle to see Haruhi was also awake; the sheet pooled at her waist as she looked at the intruders questioningly.

Kaoru then glanced in the direction she was, and realized he was correct: there were 5 of Kyoya's henchmen. Two escorting a seemingly calm dispositioned young teen with short, razored brown hair, a striped long-sleeved shirt, tight jeans and leather gloves; not to mention some weird goggles. The other the henchmen were having trouble holding onto a feisty blonde clad in leather.

"Fuck you! I can't believe I listened to YOUR stupid plan to catch Kira, and we end up attacked and surround by Japanese sex slave traders and sold at an auction! Fuck you!"

While the blonde was thoroughly freaking out, his brown-haired friend simply shrugged his shoulders and said nothing.

Finally making his appearance, Umehito flew through the opened metal door and past the henchmen, chuckling nervously, "Sorry for the wait, gentlemen; Master Kyoya had words to discuss with me." Then, without further ado, he opened Kaoru's cell, and the blonde was tossed in there; while the brown-haired male was tossed in Haruhi's cell; said girl's eyes widened in surprise.

After the henchmen had left, and the cells were securely locked again, Umehito gave a creepy grin and said, "Well, I'm back from my ventures, darlings! I see you two were in the middle of a nap!"

Kaoru glanced over at the cursing blonde in the corner of his cell, an elegant eyebrow raised before he responded, "Um... I see it was a productive visit for Kyoya."

Umehito chuckled in glee, "Yes, yes! It was a great auction! I wanted to purchase more for Master Kyoya, but he set the limit at two; two good ones." He had a seat in the chair he kept for him beside Kaoru's cell, "I believe these young men are very good picks."

Haruhi glanced wearily at the brown-haired male sitting on the other cot in the cell, smoking a cigarette. "Well... they're certainly intriguing, all right."

Umehito clasped his thin, pale hands together, "Yes they are! Beauties, actually." He paused before casting a glance in Kaoru's direction, "The blonde is Miheal Keehl."

Haruhi and Kaoru both turned their attention to said blonde, who had pulled a chocolate bar out of no where and started munching on it, "It's Mello."

Kaoru blinked, "I'm Kaoru. And this is Haruhi," he said, pointing in said doe-eyed girl's direction. All Mello did was nodd.

After a small pause, Umehito introduced the other, "And this young man is Mail Jeevas." The young man known as Mail also corrected Umehito, "Matt," as he pulled a video game hand held.

Umehito then stood and said, "Well, my darlings, I must fetch your supper!" I'll be baaaacccckkk~" And with that, he made his exit.

Another awkward silence before Mello mumbled, "That fucker is weird." Kaoru laughed lightly in disregard, "Yeah, he's a bit eccentric, but he's not a bad guy actually... considering where we are."

Mello simply studied him, before replying, "You're one of those Hitachiin twins, aren't ya?" Kaoru blinked, answering, "Yes..."

Mello nodded, finishing off his chocolate, "I'm in the Japanese mafia; so it's not entirely weird that I know more about you than you think I would." Kaoru looked taken aback, but said nothing in response; instead choosing to look at Haruhi.

Haruhi shrugged, and asked, "So, are you in the Japanese mafia as well, Matt?" Matt took his sweet time replying, caught up in his game, "Not exactly. More of a ally of Mello, is all."

Mello smirked, rolling his neck to get the kinks out, "Might as well not deny that you're my best friend now, Matt." Matt simply rolled his eyes and murmured something that was not audible do to the cigarette that hung loosely from his lips.

Haruhi then cleared her throat, pulling back her sheet so she could sit cross-legged on her cot, "You know Kyoya, the master of this hell, won't allow you to smoke once you've been properly initiated?"

There was silence as Matt's fingers paused in their assault on the hand held's buttons, and then Mello laughed out loud, "Oh fuck."

A/N: Yesssss I know it's been FOREVER! Besides working all the time and whatnot, I just have not been motivated to write. At all. Therefore, this is not very long but I hope the DN characters threw you all through a loop. ^^ Reviews would be welcome! I hope this was enjoyable! ~Aly~