Sinners and beggars don't play a part here

[toremainbehind]

[Auctions.

Izumo hated those with a passion, and his family coming and forcing him to partake in one is enough to raise his shackles. It's inhuman to sell people for entertainment, especially ones experimented on to be used as fighters.

He's lost his taste for them quickly the moment his family has decided to use Mikoto, his best friend, as one of the earlier models. Reining in his best friend was easy at first until he's gone control, forcing Izumo to submit control over to Totsuka. While it hurts, Izumo can trust Totsuka to care for Mikoto, allowing them to stay in his house so that Izumo can find a way to reverse whatever's been done.

Nothing's worked out so far, though.

Izumo ignores the excited chatter as he makes his way through the crowd, his disgust for it evident on his face.

"It'll be okay, it'll be okay!" Totsuka's voice rang in his ear as Izumo presses his phone against it. "King and I are fine--so will everything else. Don't worry too much."

Izumo has to hold back an urge to sigh, ending the call after Totsuka promises him to give him an update on Mikoto's condition.

He idly listens to the seller list off the 'products' when Izumo's eye catches sight of a young blond man.

Still in his teens, but looks as if he's seen through enough fights in his life.

Izumo frowns, interest piqued, and he makes his way to the front.

His family wants him to get something? Fine. But it'll be on his own terms, and he's not going to allow anyone to touch what belongs to him and tell him what he should do with whomever he decides to 'purchase'.]

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[redstray]

I see.

[ It still felt weird but, it wasn't so bad. ]

It will be something I will get used to.

[toremainbehind]

I'm glad.

[A light gesture for Eric to follow as Izumo leads him back to the living room area.

There, Mikoto can be seen sleeping on one of the sofas while Totsuka was singing about...something and playing the guitar.]

[redstray]

[ He follows along quietly, still brushing his neck every once in awhile. It felt weird to touch his neck again

Even though Mikoto was sleeping, Eric still tensed lightly on instinct. But the singing had him tilt his head. It was certainly something strange. His owner didn't do these kinds of things. ]

[toremainbehind]

[Izumo chuckles at hearing the singing, glancing back at Eric.]

Totsuka picks up these random hobbies once in a while. This week's hobby is singing.

[As if he heard him, Totsuka sings louder, joyfully even as he even waves to them in greeting.]

I try not to stifle them so I usually allow them to do whatever they want generally. This will include you, as well.

[redstray]

That so?

[ This was all weird. But it didn't mean anything in the end. He was still a fighter and he woukd still be used to fight. He was made to obey. So that's what he'll do. He didn't know what else to do. ]

[toremainbehind]

[Izumo doesn't say anything for a moment, listening to Totsuka sing.

However, once it sounds as if Totsuka is about to end the song, Izumo breathes out.]

We never did exactly test your fighting, did we?

[At the mention of it, Mikoto is suddenly up and aware, eyes seemingly glowing with a red hue, as if he was waiting for a fight.]

[redstray]

No. There's been no testing as of yet.

[ Eric snaps his attention to Mikoto as he wakes up, already ready to brawl if neccessary. Even if Mikoto was still stronger, he could hold his own against many people. ]

[toremainbehind]

I know I've told you that I don't want you and Mikoto to fight, but this will be the one exception as he will test your skills.

[Izumo steps of to the side while Totsuka seems to back away.

Mikoto, on the other hand, grins and gets up from the chair.]

I don't want any bloodshed from either of you.

[A curt nod from the redhead to show he understands before he looks at Eric, seemingly awaiting his response to Izumo's orders.]

[redstray]

Understood.

[ Eric nods, getting into a fighting defensive position, albeit slightly. Waiting for his opponent. ]

[toremainbehind]

[At a nod from Izumo, Mikoto charges forward.

Mikoto isn't one to ever let up his attacks so he'll be charging at Eric with full force.]

[redstray]

[ Eric watched as Mikoto came forward, ready for anything. He wouldn't let up either. Just because he was not allowed to kill, did not mean he was not allowed to seriously hurt. ]

[toremainbehind]

[Mikoto is relentless in his attacks, never once budging as he continues to attack Eric.

Off to the side, Izumo and totsuka watches them, both of them quiet, waiting to see the verdict.]

[redstray]

[ Mikoto was strong, for sure, but Eric had the small advantage of being a bit faster. Enough to dodge and back away when needed. He was able to hold his own for quite sometime, even landing a few hits of his own, before a kick to his side caused him to skid across the floor and tumble down.

He winced, scrambling to get back up to continue before Mikoto stood over him, one arm poised to hit him if necessary. Eric glared, wanting to continue, but knowing this was the end of the fight. A spar was a spar, and he lost this one. ]

[toremainbehind]

Mikoto.

[End.

Mikoto stands down, still looking as if he was itching for a fight while Izumo walks over to Eric.

He gives him a quick scan to see if he's alright, giving a nod.]

Stand down.

[redstray]

Understood.

[ Eric slowly stood up, still in the mood for a fight. He hadn't had many challenging opponents, but he could say that Mikoto was one.

He turned to Kusanagi, tilting his head. ]

Was that satisfactory?

[toremainbehind]

It was. It's not often many people are able to be faster than Mikoto.

[Mikoto looks a bit disgruntled by the fact while Izumo flashes him a smile of amusement.

His eyes return to Eric.]

You're definitely trained as a fighter - that's for certain.

Mobile tags are the woooorst

[redstray]

[ The compliment has him nod in thanks, a bit proud he was able to at least do sonething to this stronger fighter. And his master was pleased with his performance, that was always good.]

Thank you. I hope I am of use to you in the future.

[toremainbehind]

[Izumo gives a soft hum, placing a hand on top of Eric's head.]

Even if you're not, I'm still happy to keep you around.

[redstray]

[ Eric starts a bit from the head pat, confused. The statement Kusanagi said confused him even more. What a strange thing to say...he was suppose to be useful why would he be kept otherwise?]>/small>

Ah...yes...of course. Whatever you want.

[toremainbehind]

[Being useful or not has never mattered to Izumo.

He takes his hand back.]

Are you tired?

[redstray]

Ah...I'm able to keep going if you want...

[ Normally being tired was no good...even if he was a bit. It wasn't answering the question very well though.]

[toremainbehind]

If you're tired, it's fine.

I don't want to push you to the point of exhaustion.

[redstray]

Then...I suppose I am tired

[ He said it a bit uncertain, trying ti test out the waters almost to see if it was okay to say. ]

[toremainbehind]

Then you're free to freshen up and head to bed.

[redstray]

Alright.

[ He nods lightly as a way to excuse himself before he goes over to where his room was.

He frowned as he prepared himself for bed, although it wasn't much doing sinc ehe was already in different clothes and it was easy to tidy up. He stared at the bed a bit unsure before he sat upon it.

This had all been strange. But, this was his nee life, he would have to adapt or be terminated or punished. There was no other way. It wasn't bad per se but...it felt so out of place for what he was trained for.

He sighed, laying down on the bed, though he did not go under the covers. Curling up he fell into a light sleep. ]