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Post by ode on Mar 5, 2011 21:17:46 GMT -5
"I'm assuming he's in the Green room. I can spy from the salon right next to it," he said, kissing his mate once more before they made way into the house.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Mar 7, 2011 22:16:08 GMT -5
Izo made his way to the green room and walked in a few steps. "Father?" he asked a large man with cat ears, but not a tail, manly, and the same color of hair as Izo turned. His eyes were dark, unlike Izo's cerulean and squinted as he glared at his youngest son.
"Boy, why are you here. Were you or were you not ordered to stay home. How am I suppose to keep up with your condition if you're running around doing who knows what with who know who," his father reprimanded.
"Not like you would know either way," Izo whispered then widened his eyes at his father who looked at him angrily. The man lifted up a hand and brought it down on Izo's cheek who squeaked in surprised as his head turned the other way from the force and he stumbled back. He never talked back to his father.
"I did not teach you to speak so to a giver. Do you know the trouble you've caused disappearing like that last night? One of your possible buyers came to have a look at you and when I told him you were out he cancelled his bid. He was a high bidder, would have given you more than an ungrateful brat like you deserves."
Izo looked away.
"What are you even doing here? Probably snuck in here with lies, come along now, I've moved the auction to this afternoon, you'll have a mate to pick you up in the morning."
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Post by ode on Mar 7, 2011 22:37:06 GMT -5
Kaoru had seen no more than than slap and walked in on the last. Fangs had exploded in his mouth and a growl erupted from his throat. How DARE the man slap his mate?!
He knew he had told Izo he'd collect him tomorrow but it seemed as if that were no longer an option.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Mar 7, 2011 22:49:01 GMT -5
Izo turned feeling Koaru there, cerulean eyes wide. He shook his head at his mate, hoping the other would get the message. He needed to go home, if just for today, if just for a few hours even. The hit had been a surprised, only an occasional punishment in the past, but he knew there would be no more of it and he didn't want his father knowing he was mated just yet. He begged him with his eyes to stay quiet.
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Post by ode on Mar 7, 2011 22:51:26 GMT -5
Kaoru reigned his temper in and took a deep breath. "Forgive me, sir. I was unaware I had guests. I thought perhaps intruders had entered here."
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Post by phantasmalunar on Mar 7, 2011 23:15:45 GMT -5
The father looked toward the man that appeared. "You're the lord of this house? Please forgive my son for intruding on you, I have no idea of what he could have been thinking."
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Post by ode on Mar 8, 2011 0:45:08 GMT -5
"I am the lord of this house," Kaoru said, putting every bit of haughtiness in his act as he had seen so many of the upper crust do for so long. "And I do not take kindly to unannounced visitors. Now. Who is the boy and who are you?"
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Post by phantasmalunar on Mar 8, 2011 9:03:59 GMT -5
"Lord Saxon-Hertz," said the father and took a hold of his son's wrist. "This is my youngest son, it seems he got a little lost finding a friend's home. I'll be taking him back now." Izo couldn't help but smirk at Koaru's attitude.
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Post by ode on Mar 8, 2011 16:12:57 GMT -5
Kaoru turned his eyes to Izo, raking them up and down the boy's figure. "A sale, did you say? I heard as I was about to storm in," he mused. "Is this prime piece on the block?"
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Post by phantasmalunar on Mar 8, 2011 19:24:15 GMT -5
Izo blushed a bit and looked down at the floor, still smirking. His father eyed Kaoru. "Yes, but I'm afraid the bids are closed, they'll be tallied today."
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Post by ode on Mar 8, 2011 20:41:38 GMT -5
"Really?" Kaoru snorted. "Your son intrudes my home. YOU intrude my home and take part in my generosity in merely allowing you to be here and yet I am not able to place a bid on an article such as this?"
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Post by phantasmalunar on Mar 8, 2011 20:59:32 GMT -5
Izo chanced a glance at his father. The man's ears were slightly flattened on his head and he seemed to be deep in thought. "I suppose it is only fair." He reached into a pocket and brought out a card. "This is were you can place your bet, you can do so after twelve as soon as I make room it closes at four. If you'll excuse me, I'll be taking my son home."
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Post by ode on Mar 8, 2011 21:00:31 GMT -5
Kaoru nodded and stepped back.
Later that day at twelve, he appeared at the address given.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Mar 8, 2011 21:26:12 GMT -5
There, there was a lady in a booth answering and writing. "Yes, how may I help you?"
Izo was at his home laying on his bed. He was trying to decide when to tell his father that he would need to cancel the auction since he was no longer pure goods. For that was what brought most his worth, clearly stated, a virgin of high class taught, well basically all the fancy words used in the description could be summed up as he was raised to be a doll.
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Post by ode on Mar 8, 2011 21:41:11 GMT -5
Kaoru handed her the card.
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