Eto...I finally finished chapter 3! Warning, there is torture scenes in here...Don't say I didn't warn you. If you hate tortures, don't read.

Chapter 3
Needles
Numb

Shuffling voices came from the papers and Ririchiyo stretch, happy that she finished her workload just in time.

"Miss Shirakiin, is time for dinner." One of the servants knocked at the door.

"Wait a while." Ririchiyo insert the documents into a clear holder. "Miketsukami-kun." She called to the sleeping teen on the floor. "Hai? Where am I…" He trailed off, rubbing his eyes. "Master Shirakiin!" He yelped and stood up, terrified. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to sleep in!" He apologized.

Ririchiyo clasped the shackles on his hands again. "I'm going to eat dinner. Just be quiet and stand behind me the whole time and you'll be all right." She walked out of the room, Miketsukami following her.

"Miss Shirakiin. I'll be escorting you tonight." The servant outside bowed. The Shirakiin nodded her head in acknowledgement. The servant lead her to the dining room, after she pulled her chair out, she left hurriedly.

"Oh? You're here? I thought you are still rushing through the piles of papers." Her father smirked, glancing at her.

"I've finished it." Ririchiyo replied stoutly. Forking a piece of cherry tomato and dipped it in the sauce before eating it. "What is the slave doing during the time?" Papa asked. "Nothing." Ririchiyo swallowed it and spooned some curry rice.

"Hand in the work into your father office as usual can you?" Mama said. "I will." Ririchiyo tasted the rice. "Kotarou cooking is good as usual." She commented.

Kotarou Kawasumi. A young boy who is mature for his age, came out. "I'm happy that you like it. I'll be going back. I shall leave everything to them. Goodbye." He said. "Yeah. I'll visit you after I'm free." Ririchiyo answered. He nodded and went away.

"Ririchiyo. Send the slave to deliver the documents to me." Said Papa. She froze, thinking of the circumstance. "I'll send it myself." She replied.

"No. Have him to send it. I won't take 'No' for the answer no matter what."

"I'll send him in after I'm done with him." Ririchiyo spoke softly.

The rest of the meal finished in silence.

"Miketsukami-kun? Are you hungry?" Ririchiyo asked as they entered the room. A slight breeze is blowing from the open window that she forgotten to close. The sakura tree that she planted outside haven't blossom yet. The leaves make a 'Swish…swish…" sound. With the wind as the conductor.

"What is your wish for the answer to that question? Shirakiin-sama?" The teen asked after a silence.

"I don't want it to be like that! I want you to answer the question in your own way!" Ririchiyo burst out. "Now answer it!"

A long silence fell, everything seem to stood still. Only a angry Ririchiyo near the door and a shocked slave.

"I'm sorry if what I said anger you, Shirakiin-sama." He dropped to his knees. "Please forgive me."

"Are you a idiot or what?! I'm asking you are you hungry or not! Uh…Even I know the answer to that obvious question…But answer it! God damn it. I don't even know why did I pity you in the first place." She huffed, crossing her arms together.

"I'm really sorry Shirakiin-sama. But your care are wasted if used on a lowly slave like me." Soushi whispered, keeping his head on the floor. "But yes. I'm hungry. I haven't eaten since about 8 or 9 days."

"8 or 9?!" Ririchiyo slid to her knees and shook his shoulders. "Oi. Are you sure? That's so long ago!" She exclaimed. Soushi manage to squeeze out a small smile. "I'm still okay Shirakiin-sama. They feed me once time a week."

"Is heaven that you haven't die from malnutrition!" She exclaimed. "You don't know the whole story." His leg wobbled from kneeling. "Sit up. You'll drop." Ririchiyo help him to sit up and walked to her drawer. "I haven't expect this but…eat some biscuit first." She throw some packets of biscuit to the boy who catch it weakly.

"Arigato Shirakiin-sama." He clasped the packets tightly. "Arigato."

"Hai hai. Eat it quickly and help me deliver the files. You heard the conversation haven't you?" Ririchiyo search for the files. She forgotten where she left it earlier. Soushi munched the biscuit quickly and threw the packets to a small cute dustbin in the girl's room.

"Here are the files. You remember the way right? Be careful." Ririchiyo handed the teen some file and wishes him good luck.

"Yes Shirakiin-sama." He left the room, running, so that he could complete this task faster.

He reached the destination and knock the door twice. After a comfirmation that he can enter, he opened the door and saw blackness.

"So you're here… Let's have some fun, shall we?" The files fell from his hands as someone gripped his wrists tightly.

"It-It hurts!" He whined. "Ara ara. Let's start, shall we?" Papa pulled him to a trap door behind a big picture of the Shirakiin family.

"Where are you bringing me to?" Miketsukami tumbled and fell. The older man grunted and drag him in. The rough cement floor brushed against his thin skin and reopened the wounds earlier. Murky bloods came pouring out. "Aargh!" The white head teen screamed. Sure he have been punished like this before. But he can't get use to it.

"Urusai!" Ririchiyo's father shouted and took a whip out. The sound of Miketsukami's chains made a tantrum. The man heaved the boy up and handcuffed him to a long chain using a pair of handcuffs. "That should do it." He grinned and walked behind him. "Let's get you to the top shall we?" Papa cranked the lever one by one. The metal bite into his pale frail skin, making it swollen purplish-red. Thick dark red blood came trailing down like rain trails.

"Wh-what do you want from me?" Soushi cried as he was lift off the floor, finally touching the ceiling. The metal bit into his wrist more. "Is very simple. I want you from the start. But I can't say it after my precious daughter have placed her bid, can I?" The senior came forward and trailed his hands all over the boy. "I know what scars you have under this piece of cloth. Scars which you refuse to show to my dear Ririchiyo. You're scared. Scared and terrified. But if you come into my arms, you'll be comfort. In my ways." He smirked at the kid.

"I-I-I won't…" Miketsukami mumbled. "Huh? What did you say?!" The whip landed on his abdomen, making him tear away. "You should be grateful I haven't tell Ririchiyo about this. You'll be thrown away like a piece of garbage. And when I'm here to help you, you're going to turn me away?" He asked, while getting a box from the drawer near them. "Don't! Don't tell Master Shirakiin-sama!" The younger boy pleaded. Papa shuffled through the box and produced a black silk cloth. He tied

"There's only more to add if you speak again…" Papa trailed off, landing a other kind of whip on his hips. "A-ah!" Miketsukami whined a little. "This whip is specially made. You didn't feel any pain just now right? It'll come later. When it is clashed with objects, or in your position, skin, it will make you feel numb. But it only last for ten minutes. Enjoy it before time is up." He smirked. Clashing the whip to the frail boy's body over and over again.

Miketsukami panted. Sweat rolling down like marbles dancing on the skin. Innocent red liquid form a river and trailed down. Velvet red blood drops dripped, making noises like rain falling onto puddles, in his case, the puddles of blood. He winced. His whole body felt numb. Very numb. The pain later will be horrifying. "Pl-Please…Stop it…I'm-I'm…tired." He pleaded and start drifting to Never land.

"I'm not going to let you fall asleep." Papa smirked and poured a cup of blazing hot water on the boy. When the water trickled and reached the wounds slowly and slowly, the wounds burst into life and the victim screamed. "Aargh! Onegaii! A-ah! Ouch! I-i-itaiii!"

"5,4,3,2,1…" Papa counted and Miketsukami almost screamed the whole house down. "It seems that the whip's poison is starting to fit in." The captor chuckled and stuffed the teen mouth with a ball-gag. He buckled the strap on and laughed. "The poison is actually salt. You know what happens when salt is rubbed on a raw wound. Don't you. I think even slaves like you should understand."

"Hn…" Miketsukami tried to scream again but it was deliciously caught by the gag. "Shit! Is time for my meeting with the damn old yakuza now!" Papa took a glance at his watch and cursed. "I'll let you off this time. And…you have your master to blame." He purposely make the last line louder, knowing Ririchiyo is outside the trap door. "Well, I'll be good enough to untie you from the chain." He continued, making the chain lower, and unhooking the boy.

"I hope you have enjoy this night." He smirked and loosen the blindfold, only to found the boy looking at him with terror in his eyes, but eyelids dropping by each minute. "Let's play again soon."

Footsteps pitter and patter away.

She was not shocked to find her slave at her door the next morning, tied with a piece of red velvet ribbon with a card hanging on it. But shocked to know how his body is violated. Every bruise, every scar, every wound, shines on the pale skin, taking the limelight.

"Miketsukami-kun! Miketsukami Soushi!" She collapsed to the floor and hug him tightly. "I'll need to bring you to them…" She murmured and flipped her cell on. "Renshou!"

Hehe...here is a little hint~Some more characters are appearing in the next chapter. And thanks for the reviews. Even I guess you hate me now for this crappy storyline. TT_TT