Laynie

"Where did you get Sakura's clothes?" he chuckled. "Nevermind, just go clean up and change into something more... appropriate before I rape your skinny ass,"

"Yes you dumb shit. Now c'mon, you need a shower," he sighed, walking up the stairs with Mammon tight in his arms. He kicked the door open and stepped inside, placing Mammon on the couch. Haru untied his blind-fold and gave him a 'jeez, look't you,' kinda stare.

"Let me finish. You never told me that you wanted to be in a relationship. You just said you loved me, and then you slept with me. There's a difference. Now if you wanna be in a relationship, then I'll stay faithful, but you were the only one in on this earlier. Understand?"

Oh reeeally? Because Haru just happened to punch the guy in the face. "Dammit, Jones, why don't you leave him alone!? He's not the kinda kid who's desperate for money like I was, you can't have him!" He proceeded to beat the living shit out of the man, who screamed and yelled until he was knocked out. Without untying the blindfold, he scooped Mammon up bridal style and started to carry him back. "What did I say? Don't go out at night, not without me. And having a relationship and sleeping with someone are totally different. I learned that the hard way. Do you understand?"

"You like stories, kid?" the man asked. "Once upon a time, there was a stupid lil' blonde kid who ran around like he was all that. One day I captured him and forced him into my prostitution ring, he wound up in it for two or so years before his sister bailed him out. Now take a wild guess what's gonna happen to you,"

And then that scary guy from waaay back when grabbed Mammon by his waist and flung him over his shoulder. "Weeell, looky here. A lil' piece of meat runnin' around by himself. You know that guy you've been staying with? Well, let's just say that him and I have a bit of history together," he chuckled, blind-folding the boy.

"Mammon, don't you walk out that door! Not at this hour!" Haru broke the chains and ran to the door in an attempt to stop Mammon.

"Dude, you saw the messes in the bathroom. Actually, if I were you, I'd get yourself tested now. Just cus parts of me were in you doesn't mean that you automatically own me and my actions. Now for the love of god, get offa my dick! Ow!"

"You think this is all new to me? Kid, you woke up in heat, and I helped you out. I didn't do it for my own benefit," he knew all these lines back from his prostitution days. Gooood times. "Now, that hurts my dick when you do that, so please stop,"

"You can't cheat if you're never with someone in the first place, babe," his brow rose as he spoke. "And what in god's name are you wearing? Outfits straight from manwhore monthly?" Haru gave a roll of his eyes.

He tried to get up to get a drink of water, but instead, he felt something gripping his wrists. Chains. Shit. "Aw firetruck," he cursed, trying to get free. When he spotted Mammon, he narrowed his eyes at the boy. "I've slept with some crazy bitches, but you're the worst. What'd I ever do to you anyway?"

Manwhore! Weee! But seriously, Haru had no idea that doing that was wrong. "I am?" he blinked a few times. "I'm tired, I'm just gonna go to bed," he was too sleepy to think. So Haru retired to his room. ~~~(Next day)~~~ Haru's eyes cracked open around twelve-ish. Last night WAS exhausting, plus he'd stayed up late.

"Huh? What'd I do?" he blinked a few times to himself, before walking over to the bathroom door. "Yo, what's wrong?" he knocked on it with his boney finger, waiting for a reply.

"What? These?" he lightly touched the bruises with his finger tips. "Hickies," he smiled proudly. "I totally split this chick in half, dude, it was awesome," he laughed ever so proudly.

Haru returned later that night with a proud grin on his face, and hickies trailing his neck. "I'm home. I take it Mimi's asleep?"

"Later," he walked out the door with that eerie/sexy smirk on his face. (YES IT IIIS~)

Sakura, who had never been on a motorcycle, clutched Skull's waist tighter and giggled the entire ride. "He better not firetrucking crash!" Haru flailed, heading for the door. "I'm going out, okay?"

"Ike?" she climbed onto the back and hung her legs over the side like a lady, before wrapping her sickeningly thin arms around Skull's back. "I like that,"

"No I won't," she'll just use it against you when she's annoyed with you, like when she calls Ru 'Haruhi'.

"I haven't watched TV since I was like," she clicked her tongue. "Seven," she finished giggling. "Sounds fun. So hey, is your real name Skull? Kat said it wasn't,"

"I had not known that 'wow' was an adjective. So!" she clapped her hands together. "Where're we goin'?" she walked out the door and shut it behind her, stepping in front of Skull.

"Oh, he's here," she said aloud, hopping off the stool and opening the front door. "Seven thirty, right on the dot. Good job," she folded her arms and leaned against the door frame.

"Is his real name Skull?" she chuckled softly to herself, swinging her legs in her chair. "And speaking of which, shouldn't he be here soon?"

7:20. Sakura stared in the mirror at her store, shocked that she could manage to look this nice for once. She was wearing an old pink lollita dress she'd dug up, all finished off with lace and ribbons, ruffles, and cuffs. "I wonder if I'm overdressed..."

"There's no where around here. You'd have to take her out of Beauport. But Sakura likes sweets, so take her somewhere that has cake and shit. And she'll pig out, by the way," Haru groaned. "But that's only cus she hasn't been eating recently,"