Kusanagi Izumo (
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Sinners and beggars don't play a part here
[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'.]
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'.]
<3
"Ah, Izumo!" Totsuka greets cheerfully, only bouncing up from his spot next to Eric when Mikoto returns as well, looking disgruntled.
Izumo blinks once, not minding it as he turns to Eric.]
Ready to go?
<3
He got up from the couch, giving a nod. ]
Ready.
<3
Seems like Totsuka has been talking his ear off, and for that, there's a slightly apologetic look Izumo gives to Eric - perhaps even sympathetic.
I know.
He gives a nod to the other two.]
I'll see you both later. [And with that, he proceeds to lead Eric out.]
Re: <3
He follows Kusanagi, just slightly beside and behind him, ready for whatever was to come meeting the origins family. ]
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[Otherwise Izumo will throw in a punch at one of his family members himself.
But they're being ushered into a car and Izumo immediately tells the driver to drive to his family house.
The only fortunate thing is that the origin family's house was close to thirty minutes away from where Izumo lives.]
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Alright.
[ He sits in his chair quietly, staring out the window slightly to look at the outside. ]
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There is a reason why Izumo does what he can to avoid his family, and maybe after today, Eric will see why, too.
But as the ride goes on, he leans back in his own chair and closes his eyes.]
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He reached up to fiddle with the new necklace that was wrapped around his neck. It still felt weird to have no collar, he poked it every once in awhile, a foreign feeling. His skin felt weird, the grooves and all. He tried not to think about it. Instead, he turned to fiddle with the marble on his neck, that was familiar, calming. It was better to ignore his neck. ]
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Already, standing there was a man who appeared to be an older version of Izumo, if only with narrowed eyes and a permanent scowl etched onto his face. Beside him stood a woman, beautiful even with wrinkles on her face, but her eyes were cold like ice and her smile sharp as razors.
The car slowly comes to a stop and Izumo places a hand on top of Eric's head.]
Remember what I've told you.
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Understood.
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"Izumo, it's been a long time," the woman greets, her smile widening and no less dangerous. "Where is your darling pet?"
Izumo merely musters a smile at his mother, tense and every bit as dangerous as hers - if not more so. Instead of answering her, he simply waves at Eric to come out of the car.]
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Izumo simply smiles wider.]
He is. But he's mine, so I greatly appreciate it that you don't touch him.
[The threat is there and it has his father's eyes narrow at him sharply.
"Don't take that tone with me, boy."]
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It seemed strange to hear, but he was used to hearing strange things. He kept focus just enough in case they called him, but not enough to really listen. ]
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Izumo breathes out, far from being at ease as his mother shortly follows after the patriarch for the family. He looks a bit ill, as if being even near them makes Izumo want to hurl, but he ignores it in order to lead Eric inside.
The inside of the house seems to resemble more of what should be a castle, servants greeting Izumo and by extension, Eric, as they enter the household. Standing at the top of the stairs were two other men, both of them who appeared to be watching them with thinly veiled interest.]
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He didn't want to cause any trouble, but it's only too soon when he hears one of the men at the top of the stairs laugh.
"Eh? A blond, huh? Guess you couldn't keep the redhead anymore, little brother. Let's see how fast this one adjusts."
Izumo clenches his jaw just as a fighter appears.]
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Izumo recognizes him and he breathes out, glancing at Eric.]
You're to fight. Avoid killing, though.
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[ Eric walks away and in front of his master, watching as the fighter approached him.
It took a fee moments and a few cheers and heckling before the other ran to him. Eric put up his stance and charged as well.]
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His jaw clenches as he hears his brothers making bets as to which one will win.
Eyes glancing over at them, he merely sends them a glare before he looks back at the fight.]
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And this guy wasn't as hard as Mikoto.
Eric went into robotic mode, fighting, dodging, reading where the guy was going to strike. It doesn't take long, but the other fighter landed heavily on his back after a hard spin kick, too battered to get back up .
Eric resumed a casual stance, giving a small bow before standing in place, waiting for additional orders.]
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While he hates it, he can't deny how proud he feels of Eric.]
That's fine, isn't it?
[Grumbling sounds before the patriarch claps his hands together, drawing their attention.
"Now that we've all managed to entertain ourselves - Izumo, come with me. Your fighter can accompany ours to their designated room in the meantime."]
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Still, he looked to Kusanagi, waiting for the dissmissive order. ]
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[He's not happy with it, but he can't outright disobey the rules here.
Here, Izumo is under his own lock and chain.]
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