Morg: Heyo! So I did something.

Ikuto: Hey! What did you do?!

Amu: What happened?

Morg: I started this story a long time ago when I was young and dumb.

Ikuto: So you took all of it down? We were almost at the end.

Amu: Do you know what would be really great? If you deleted it completely.

Morg: I took it all down. And, yes! I am rewriting it with a much better plot and much better themes.

Ikuto: You better make it even better this time.

Amu: You shouldn't even write it. You don't own us.

Morg: I hope you're all ready for a wild ride.

~Indebted~

"Speak to me."

"She showed up on the auction website. They're calling her The Pinkette. She's being sold for millions."

Ikuto clenched his free hand into a fist. He'd known something bad had happened to her. "When?"

"Tonight. 11 pm. She'll be the last one sold."

Despite his anger and frustration, Ikuto couldn't help the bit of shock that hit him. He'd known the girl was beautiful. He'd never have thought she would be the final girl at an auction. "I'm going. I want to be there by ten in case they get ahead of schedule."

"The profile on her is quite extensive."

"What do you mean?"

"Whoever sold her out knew her."

Ikuto didn't say anything else as he ended the call. It took everything he had not to throw his phone at the wall.

XXX

Amu woke slowly. Everything was hazy. The lights were too bright and someone and she felt too cold. Her mouth was too heavy for her to do anything but sit with her lips parted. She could feel drool starting to run down her chin. It took every ounce of strength she had to lift her head, and even then she didn't lift it far.

Blinking slowly, Amu focused on what was in front of her. There was girl. She was kneeling on the floor. She was naked.

Amu felt her eyes slid shut and her brain tried to process what she'd seen. The girl. She had pink hair.

Opening her eyes again felt like it took all her energy. Amu just wanted to sleep. She wanted the lights to be turned off. She wanted to lay down.

Lay down. She wasn't laying down. Amu looked down at herself. She was kneeling. She couldn't feel the ground below her knees, but she could see it. She was kneeling. She was naked.

Lifting her eyes once more, Amu looked at the girl in front of her. She was kneeling, naked and chained. There was a collar around her neck and a chain that led to the floor. Two men stood behind her. They were holding her arms behind her back. They were keeping her from falling over.

Amu looked into the girl's golden eyes and shuddered. She was looking at herself.

Moaning, Amu let her eyes fall shut once more. She didn't want to see. She couldn't understand. Nothing made sense.

She swayed but the men kept her up. No one spoke. Not a sound was made.

Then the lights dimmed. Amu whimpered as she was pulled up onto her feet and forced to walk. She staggered but one of the men caught her. His hands touched her where they shouldn't.

Amu wanted to tell him to stop. She tried to move her mouth and found her jaw was too heavy. She could do nothing but allow for them to half-carry her out of the room.

Amu moaned again as she was shoved down onto a bench. She shivered in the cold. She couldn't wrap her arms around herself to keep warm. They were still secured behind her back.

"Just inject her. We don't have all night."

"She's a pretty one. I just wanted to look for a moment."

"You can't touch her. You know what the boss said."

"I didn't say anything about touching."

"Just give me the needle. I want to go home."

Amu couldn't see what they did. She didn't feel them do anything to her. Not at first. Then her body began to heat up.

She stopped shivering. Amu blinked a few times before moaning. Her veins felt as though there was fire running through them. It was too hot. She felt too hot. "Pl-Please."

"Shit, this stuff works fast. We have to get her dressed and out to her buyer."

"He said just a robe was fine."

"I know that some of the guys like to fuck them right in their little rooms. Either way, let's go."

"Get her up. I'll get the robe on her."

Amu could do nothing as she was shifted and her arms were released from their bonds. She wanted to tell them to stop. The fabric they draped over her made her skin burn. She was too hot for clothing. She wanted them to stop.

She stumbled again as they pulled on her chain to get her to walk. She barely stayed on her feet. They didn't touch her this time. She was made to walk on her own.

Amu fell. She didn't feel the impact of the floor. The only reason she knew that she had fallen was because the floor was suddenly under her hands. She could see the scuffs in the concrete.

"Get her up. We have to go."

The hands on her made her cry out. They were rough. They burned her skin. "N-No."

"Come on. Get going."

Stumbling once more, Amu managed to stay on her feet. She swayed along as they led her out the door. She used the wall for a support as they coaxed her down hall. Once they reached a door, Amu was made to stand in front of it. She blinked slowly as she looked at the wood before she leaned forward to rest against it. It felt cool against her heated skin.

The knock made her head hurt. Amu wanted to tell them to stop. She wanted to tell them to leave her be. She was tired. Too tired and hot.

The door opened. Amu fell forward as she lost the only thing supporting her weight. The collar around her neck tugged as she pulled the chain taut in the man's hands.

A pair of arms caught her. Amu felt the shirt under her fingers as she blinked hard. There was a chest. Someone was holding her. She weakly pushed against them. The fire under her skin made her too hot. She was burning. She would burn them with her. "Pl-please."

Words were spoken around her, but Amu couldn't understand them. She was lifted from her feet and tucked against a strong chest. She whimpered in pain just once before the darkness crept back into her vision and she knew no more.

XXX

Ikuto didn't look down at the girl leaning against him. He knew that she was drugged out of her mind. The girls that were sold in auctions like this one always were. If he looked down at her then he would get angry. If he got angry then he would forget to ask questions. If he forgot to ask his questions then he wouldn't be able to take care of her.

Sucking in a deep breath, Ikuto centered himself. He turned his cold gaze on the two men standing outside his door. One held a chain in his hands. A chain that was connected to the crude collar that the girl before him wore around her neck.

Breathing slowly, Ikuto looked from one man to the other. "What have you given her and how much?"

The man with the chain shrugged before he looked over at the other. "The usual stuff. She's high off pain meds. She won't feel anything for at least a day. She got her dose of aphrodisiac before we brought her out. It kicked in fast so she's ready for you."

Ikuto ground his teeth together. He did his best to not show his anger to the two men. There was already going to be talk about him attending the auction. He did not want anyone to know why he was there or why he bought the girl he did. "Is any of it life-threatening?"

The second man blinked a few times before shrugging. "As long as you don't give her more drugs she'll come out of it just fine. She'll need a few days to feel normal again. That also depends on how rough you are with her."

Deciding to ignore what the other male was insinuating, Ikuto turned his gaze on the girl. She was blinking slowly at his chest. He could feel her fingers flexing but it seemed as if she couldn't really control them. She mumbled something. Her voice was too soft for him to understand.

It made him angry to see her this way. Anger didn't begin to cover it. He wanted to rage. He wanted to break everything and everyone who thought they could do what they did to the innocent girls they did them to.

But he couldn't do any of that. Not if he wanted to get her out of there and to safety. She had to come first.

Slowly, Ikuto moved to pick her up. She whimpered as he lifted her from her feet and tucked her against his chest. Ignoring the two men, he tugged the chain free from their hands and turned back into his room. Without looking back, he kicked the door shut.

Ikuto returned to the chair that he'd sat in during the auction. He dropped into it, careful with his charge, before shifting her to sit up better in his lap. Her head lolled back. She'd passed out. He took a moment to remove the collar from her neck. He paid no further attention to the damned thing after it hit the floor with a thud. "Kairi, are you sure about the dosage?"

Kairi stepped forward from the corner of the room. He adjusted his glasses before he nodded. "I did my research. I also talked with a couple of the guards when we came in. I know how much she needs."

"Give it to her. She feels likes she's burning up."

Nodding once, Kairi stepped forward. He removed the cap from the needle he pulled from his pocket. Carefully, he filled it with the meds in a small vial he drew from a small case. Tapping the syringe to be rid of any air, Kairi stepped up to where Ikuto sat. "It'll stop the aphrodisiac from harming her without you having to do anything sexual to help her. It's not going to make it go totally away. She's still going to feel it."

"Give it to her."

"You have to let it kick in. She shouldn't be moved for about half an hour."

Ikuto nodded once. He grit his teeth and watched as Kairi disinfected a spot on her arm. The needle pierced her skin without her knowing. "Be ready to go get the car. I don't want to stay here any longer than we have to. Give me my coat. I'll put it on her."

Kairi did not hesitate to follow Ikuto's orders. He handed him his coat before bowing and making his way out the door. If there was one thing that he could be certain of, it was that the girl was safe with Ikuto.

Ikuto waited for the door to shut behind Kairi before he moved to brush his fingers along the girl's cheek. Her skin felt like fire beneath his touch. She was sweating through the flimsy robe that she wore. "You're going to be okay. I'm going to take care of you."

She didn't respond, but then again, Ikuto didn't expect her to.

Waiting the thirty minutes Kairi insisted on was one of the hardest things Ikuto had ever had to do. If she hadn't needed him to be patient then he would have left immediately. Being in the club that he was in made Ikuto feel nauseous. If it wouldn't have made him a target, he would have cut all ties with the underground long ago.

Ikuto checked his watch before sighing. He had a few more minutes before he could follow Kairi and escape back to his place. Shifting carefully, Ikuto lifted his hand to brush her sweaty hair from her face. She felt as though she was suffering from a severe fever. Ikuto couldn't help but worry.

She moaned as he watched her, but she didn't wake. Ikuto wasn't sure if he should consider that a blessing or not. He wanted her to be awake and lucid. He did not want her to suffer. The more she slept now, the less she had to deal with what those assholes had done to her.

Checking his watch again, Ikuto shifted the girl in his arms. He pulled his coat around her and shushed her when she cried out. He knew that she was too hot. He also wasn't going to carry her through the halls in practically nothing. She'd already been demeaned more than enough for a lifetime.

Keeping his face neutral, Ikuto made his way through the underground labyrinth of the club. There as only one elevator that allowed access to the floor that the auction was held on. Ikuto was pleased to see that there wasn't anyone else waiting for it as he approached.

Ikuto shifted the girl in his arms before reaching out to press the button. He watched the light above the doors as it alerted him as to where the elevator was. He watched it descend without care. They were on their way out. She was safe in his arms. He was going to get her out.

"Hey, man! You bought the Pinkette, huh? She's smoking hot."

Ikuto forced himself to not react. The idiot that yelled at him was still a ways behind him, and, if the uneven gate of his steps was any indication of his intoxicated state, he was likely to catch up any time soon.

"Did you fuck her in your room? Is that why she's passed out. Good for you, my man. Goods like that deserve to be spoiled."

The doors slid open to show a blessedly empty elevator. Ikuto stepped into it. He turned and pressed the button to take him to the garage. Kairi was sure to have the car pulled up for him. He did not lift his eyes until the man that was yelling at him called out again.

"Hey! Hold that for me. I'm coming."

Ikuto watched him trip into the wall before pressing the button to close the doors. He bit back a smirk at the sound of the man's indignation. Ikuto hadn't been about to share an elevator with that fool. He wouldn't have held the doors even if he was alone.

The ride was short seeing as the garage was just a few levels up. Ikuto stepped out into the dimly lit garage. He did not have to look for his car. Kairi, as expected, had it pulled up and waiting for him at the entrance to the elevator. A lone guard stood to the side of the doors. He pulled them open for Ikuto as he made his way out.

Kairi was quick to exit the car and open Ikuto's door. He made sure that the girl wasn't further injured as Ikuto slid into the backseat. Once the door was shut, Kairi nodded once to the guard before making his way back to the driver's seat.

The girl whimpered as Ikuto settled in. He shifted her on his lap so that they could both ride comfortably. "It's okay, honey. I promise you're going to be fine. Kairi is an excellent driver. He'll get us home in no time."

Though he was loath to do it, Ikuto removed his coat from the sleeping girl. Her comfort was more important than her modesty. As well as he was able, he kept her secure on his lap during their ride. Every once in awhile, she'd let out a whimper or a small moan. He hoped that her dreams weren't plaguing her with a reality worse than the one she was currently living in.

"Sir."

"What is it?"

"Midori has messaged to say that she has already arrived at your home. She's awaiting our arrival. She's brought all her medical equipment."

Ikuto nodded before he looked back down at the girl he held "Good. I want Midori to stay with her until she's lucid again. I don't want any unexpected complications to arise without a medical doctor on hand."

"She has agreed to stay until her patient can be released from her care."

Ikuto didn't respond to that. He lifted his gaze from the sweating girl to the window he sat beside. They were almost there. He would make sure that she was taken care of and safe.

It wasn't until they pulled into the parking garage at Ikuto's building that he spoke again. "I wonder, Kairi?"

"Sir?"

"I wonder when I shall learn her name."

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Morg: So there's the new and improved first chapter.

Ikuto: I am a gentleman.

Amu: Lies! I thought this was new and improved?

Morg: It is?

Ikuto: I like it.

Amu: Then why am I still naked!?