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..:Hiragisawa Gin:..


It was a really cloudy day, around noon. You could hear the current of the river passing by softly. Some birds were singing loudly, they looked as crows, for some reason. The peace got interrupted by a loud stirring truck, that arrived into the mansion. Printed on the box, there was a curious symbol. It was one that involved to sabers crossing, along with a human silouette, and two black ribbons, joining all together. It was from the slave market. Apparently, it was carrying something important for the owner of this place, and some business with her, for that matter.

As soon as the truck pulled over, a bold, chubby old man jumped down from the driver's seat. He stumbled his way to the back, unlocking the massive box. The driver was a human, still the owner of the slave market gave him a special ring to deliver him. Inside the truck box, There was only there a big crystal cage, with angelic chants on it. And, hanging on white chains, there was a young man, with short black hair. He was wearing some long coat and trousers of the same color. He was hanging his head lower, he was actually sleeping. The driver struggled a bit on getting in the box, to unleash the individual. He used the ring to break the cage and to put some sort of angelic energy leash around Gin's neck and wrists. the warden shivered a bit.
Then, he jumped down, pulling the demon as hard as he could. The guy didn't put any resistance. The leash was taking his energy away. They both approached the entrance of the Estate, and the chubby man knocked on the door. "Special Delivery..." he yelled in a squeaky voice, a pretty hillarious one, actually.

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The cage where the slave was locked in was actually a dark box, not a normal cell, with bars, and stuff. The chubby man shivered as he made his way inside, while holding his right hand above his head. The ring he was wearing was attached to the box, pulling it slightly with it. The sweaty man looked around, not being able to see a thing. So he wanted to get out of there as soon as he could. By luck, he got in the middle of the room and, after stepping aside, he took off the ring, breaking the link with the box, and also opening the lock. The man ran as fast as possible from the house, and got in his truck to drive the hell out of there. He wasn't scared of the owner only, but also the slave.

The black iron box remained there, unlocked, for a few seconds. The silence was unbearable. Finally, one of the box's sides fell sideways, making an outrageous sound as it hit the floor. It was followed by the other 4 faces, all of them as loud as the first. All of them raised a deep cloud of dust from the floor, making it a death trap for the eyes, not being able to see anything.

When the cloud faded away, a shadow could be seen lying on the floor, even when there was no light to create such shadow. A strange sound could be heard, bouncing on the walls. It was some sort of...how do you call it?... low snoring. The guy, the new slave...was taking a nap (o3o). Yes. That simple. He had been sleeping since he was captured after going out of Hell. And he hadn't woken up ever since. (What a heavy sleep he has XP)

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Gin felt the kick but he didn't react. He was inmune to it, due to all the time he spent at Hell, being tortured, teared apart, destroyed, and built up again, just to repeat that all over again. He opened his lazy grey eyes and yawned lowly..."Damn, what a nice nap..." he said outloud, supposely at the same park bench he lied down. Then he turned around a couple of times..."Uh?...Wait, how did I get here? Did I walk asleep?" The boy asked confused, while scratching his soft black hair. He, for some reason, seemed innocent, with a childish face, at that moment. He was really confused. he decided to take a nap after climbing up from the Underworld and, a couple of minutes later, he appeared at someone's place..."Was I kidnapped? Ahhh, what should I do??" he yelled, surprised, making a big sarcastic drama about it. After a second or two, Gin devised some pink head girl, with angel wings. "Uhm, who are you, kid??" he asked as he stood up, with a cute tone.

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A dark grin appeared on the boy, who chuckled a bit as she heard what she just said. He could feel the pain running all over his toned body..."Hmm, close enough..." he just muttered, enduring the pain. It was really close to what he felt back in Hell. Ashe withstood the pain, he muttered, still with a grin on his face. "OK, ojoussan (lady in japanese, for the record o3o), I believe in your first, and second statement. But the third, I don't believe I signed in for any slave/mistress thingy. Yet, it seems amusing...It could give me a lovely time..." he chucked again, with a tear coming out of his eye, due to the pain, and the excitement combined. He seemed to be enjoying it, for some reason.

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"Nice try, ojoussama" the boy chuckled, as he felt the pain rising up, at some point, it could be unbearable, for some normal human being, or another weak creature. "You've never been teared apart as I was, but if you want, try it again", this time, he was shivering lowly, he stuttered softly, almost unnoticeable. He couldn't help but to laugh softly. He was some sort of masochist. Not all the way, and not really for that kind of pleasure, yet he was so used to it, that it was part of his life.

As the angel explained her objective with him, he raised an eyebrow, a bit sarcastic. "Eh? A bed partner?", a low voice muttered those words...So this is what is all about...he thought. "Was I "supposely bought" for that??" Gin asked, marking the inverted commas drammaticaly, but got interrupted by Selna's kiss. A bit rough, yet she seemed happy about it. What did I get myself into?, he finally thought.

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"Well, yeah, we're kind of good with those things..." he replied, scratchhing his head after hearing the requirements of the girl. Yeah, demons were natural fighters, sort of masochists, and the first choice for the ladies, or gents, depending of the genre. He wasn't as happy about the fact that he was being used by angels to do so. But, what the hell?? Although he didn't remember about any of the things prior to waking up in that place, he would take advantage of the situation, in some way. The fact that he wouldn't be leaving any time soon...well, he was a demon that didn't like to be locked away (irony XP), but he would need to withstand it for the time being, until any interesting thing could be up.