Adrian listened to the other quietly. He'd expected the normal screaming and yelling, maybe a bit of begging. But, then again, Toshiro didn't do what people normal did when faced with a knife and camera. He hesitated at the giggle, and frowned, sighing. "You'll die either way." He stated simply. He'd already assured Toshiro of that, and now that he had, he may as well make sure the boy didn't forget. "Just hope your father sends the money, so it won't be painful. It could be as easy as taking one of those vitamins."

He did leave the room then, without bothering to unlock it. He would be back within a few seconds anyway. He took the few steps to the tiny kitchen, setting the camera down and filling a glass from the tap, which drew seawater through a filter, cleaning out the minerals and, of course, salt, to make it drinkable. Then he moved back to the room, offering the boy the glass. "Drink it slow." He ordered.

"What...what are you doing?" Adrian questioned, watching the boy. He'd looked at the water and curled up. Now he was rocking and shaking. Somewhat alarmed, Adrian set the glass down and moved to the boy, eying him. Maybe a panic attack? Celeste had had those when she was younger. Unsure of what else to do, Adrian decided he would treat it at one.

He reached out, trying to grab the boy's wrists and tug him over to him, intending to rock and whistle. He'd started that long ago, when his sister had them, it seemed to help calm her.

(HIIIII Lurker!)

((Daww! ^^))

Toshiro couldn't hear the other male through his own fast, shallow breathing. He was scared out of his mind right now, and he wasn't being very successful with coping right now. He felt someone tug on his wrists and he let out a hoarse cry as if he was being attacked. "Stop!" he sobbed. He stopped moving completely, as his whole body became dead wait. He let himself be drawn into the other's arms. He was too tired much to care right now what the other male was going to do to him.

Adrian almost obeyed and dropped the boy's wrists when he cried out, but after a moment's hesitation, he continued to tug Toshiro into his lap. As planned, he whistled softly, and rocked the boy back and forth. One arm held him gently, the other rubbed the boy's back.

((By the way I forgot to ask, but you can read the writing right? It's a little late now though for me to be asking so sorry)).

Toshiro felt himself being pulled into the other's arms, and he immediately tensed because of it. However, he relaxed a little thought when he heard the other beginning to whistle a little bit, and he relaxed even more when he felt the other's hand on his back. He leaned into the touch wanting to feel more of it. Letting out a contented sigh he let his legs come away from his body. He moved his arms so they were curled up in front of him. After a few moments he placed his arms around the other's neck and held onto the other as he inhaled deeply. The other smelled of mint and oranges, his favorite fruit. He leaned forward, eyes still closed as he said quietly," Thank you," before falling back asleep. The days events finally taking a toll on his mind.

(It's fine! No trouble at all.)

Soon, Toshiro did relax, and Adrian glanced around awkwardly. He didn't really want to wake the male up, for fear he would behave the same way. After a bit, he just sighed and leaned backwards, shifting himself on his side and closing his own eyes, moving the male as little as possible. He began to snore, something his sister teased him for all the time.

((Okie dokie))

Toshiro dreamed of another time when his parents had been together. Sure they were still married, remember appearances were everything to his father, but they were actually together. Living in the same house, spending time together, and having their meals together. Normal family things. He smiled in his sleep as he opened his eyes to find that it was now daylight outside. He remembered that it had been dark when the other male had come into the room. The events of last night came flooding back to him, and then he noticed that his arms felt oddly stiff, not to mention he felt rather warm as well. Glancing around his eyes came to rest on that of the other male's. Letting out a squeak he tried to move without waking the other up. He heard the other let out a rather loud snore and he froze, not wanting to risk waking the other up from his movements.

Glancing back over to the male he finally got a good look at him. Sure he had stared at him enough, but never in this light, and never so calmly. The other's two toned color hair picked up the sun, and he could see where the dye mixed with his natural colored hair. Leaning forward he tentatively began threading his hand through the silken strands. He then got a little more adventurous and kissed the other's lips before pulling quickly away from the other and shutting his eyes feigning sleep.

Adrian woke almost as soon as Toshiro wiggled in his arms, used to being on edge. Curiosity kept him still, however. Instead of trying to get away, the other male was now lying still. It was strange. Actually, everything about the boy was weird. He was jerked from his thoughts as a hand smoothed through his hair. It felt amazing, to be honest. Adrian almost moaned, caught up in the sensation. He couldn't think of anyone ever doing that.

He didn't notice the boy shifting in his arms, but he didn't notice when soft lips brushed his own. Adrian's eyes jerked open and he stared at the male. He didn't seem to notice his captor was awake, and right after he'd...kissed him, Toshiro laid back down, squeezing his eyes shut.

Letting him pretend to be asleep, Adrian stood and moved from the room slowly. He was a cute little piece, that Toshiro. Still, this was a job. He didn't need to create feelings for the boy, or become involved, because that in itself would create feelings. He wouldn't even be the star in the snuff video, if it happened. So why would Toshiro kiss him? Shaking his head, Adrian paused, locking the door once again, before going upstairs. Very, very soon, they'd arrive at their destination.

Eventually, Adrian was pulling up to the rather old, but nicely cared for personal dock. The house behind it wasn't large, though it wasn't small. Somewhere in the middle. Like the dock, it as extremely old, but well cared for. Around the house was a large open space, surrounded by trees. Even further than that, about three hundred feet into the forest, was a tall wall. The only spot the wall could be seen was through the small driveway, a large gate blocking the entrance.

On the dock, a blonde haired, green eyed female was jumping up and down, wearing a lolita dress and clapping her hands. "Addy! You're home!" She bellowed, before catching the line her brother threw to her. She helped tie the boat still, before Adrian shoved out the thin boarding plank. She rushed on board, and gave him a hug, excited by the visitor. "Can I see him? He looks so adorable!" She was holding a picture of Toshiro, making it clear who she was talking about. Adrian sighed. Leave it to his sister to view a target as a pet.

Before he could answer, she'd moved downstairs, unlocking the door and stepping into the room, gushing over the boy. "OH! You are cute!" Adrian had followed her slowly, and frowned. She was in the process of hugging Toshiro's head to her chest, cooing over the boy. Her sea green gaze focused on her brother's. "Can I dress him up and put on makeup? He can be my little doll for a bit!" Adrian sighed again and hung his head.

"See, Addy....He likes me!" Celeste cooed while Toshiro did some strange mixture of a hug and push. He rapped his sister on the head gently, before issuing his orders.

"Get the camera from the kitchen and get the videos mailed off. We'll talk about all this after I get him inside." The female pouted and reluctantly let Toshiro go with a huff, before skipping from the room. A second later she passed by aain, going the opposite way with the camera.

Adrian viewed Toshiro for a moment before grinning. "You made a friend. How cute. Come on. Don't try to escape, alright? You'll just end up with a broken leg or something. I dunno yet." He gripped the boy's upper arm, not waiting for Toshiro to walk out, and almost dragged the boy off the ship and towards the house. Once Toshiro was settled into the basement, he'd come back and finish up with his boat.

((Last one for the night. Work from 2:30-9:00p.m. but then I have Wednesday and Thursday off, so if we have time maybe we can continue later. I will also be checking during my break at work my posts from you and other peoples))

He smiled at the woman's antics in front of him. If anything else maybe this was his angel, his black clad angel, but an angel none the less. Maybe she could convince the male that he was better off alive than dead. He listened intently to what the other was saying. Maybe they were going to go along with the snuff film. Toshiro found himself nodding as he was practically dragged off of the boat. He fumbled a little bit since he didn't have his dry land legs back yet, but he manged to stumble after the other male. Once they were in the house he was dragged through the various rooms, down some stairs, and into the basement where he was left. It was rather dark and it was damp. There was a makeshift bed down there, and he brought a blanket that was on it around his form as he huddled for warmth.

(That's fine. I suppose I'll head to bed too. I'm working two to eight tomorrow, so I'll be on after that. I'll check, but if I reply the post will be short...v.v Hate typing on a droid.)

The basement wasn't too bad. It was considered finished. The room Toshiro was put in had an attatched bathroom, and outside the door was what looked to be a high tech office. Celeste was sitting at a desk, typing quickly, her tongue poked out between her lips. She looked to be editing the videos. Once Toshiro was in the small room, Adrian closed the door, locking it. It appeared to be a basic deadbolt, though it was on backwards.

The male and his sister were heard through the walls easily. "So...how long will we need to wait for the videos?"

"Well, since these will be shipped out as first class mail, we should know by the end of the week. Boss said Toshiro's dad would have one day to reply...Then we'd send the second one, and send copies to the new stations. If he still doesn't pay the ransom, Boss said he'd come here, and we'd run the snuff. If we have to do that, you'll send it straight to the news feed while it runs. Didn't think it would be a problem for you..."

"Addy..." Celeste whined, pouting. "You're heartless...you normally don't kill them if we get the money." There was a pause, while Adrian shrugged.

"It's not my choice, remember? This guy is a friend of Ryu's."

The female didn't answer for a long while, and when she did, she sounded like her heart was breaking. "He's never gonna let you be, is he?"

"Probably not. But hopefully after this one, we'll be done, okay?" Celeste didn't respond once again, and she began to type again.

(Should I time skip, so you can decide whether or not he sends the ransom?)

((Sure we can, regardless though he isn't going to be sending one)).

(Aww. Poor Toshiro. I'll skip to both having been sent then.)

During his stay, Toshiro wasn't treated too badly. There was Celeste coming in to eat meals with him and beg him to try on dresses so she could alter them for herself. And Adrian even played a few games of checkers of played some movies for the male. Unlike the time in the boat, Toshiro was fed three times a day, and was even allowed to change the temperature in the room. The male was supplied with small luxuries too, such as shampoo and extra blankets, and occasionally a sweet treat.

Currently, Adrian was wheeling the television into the room again. This time, however, he hadn't asked Toshiro if he'd like to see a movie. He flipped it on, changing the channel until it reached channel ten. He hadn't kept anything a secret, and had filled in Toshiro when he'd sent the videos, and when no response had been sent. Now, however, it was a bit different. Both tapes had been sent to the media, along with a letter stating what would be done if the ransom wasn't received.

Adrian flopped unto the bed, laying back, tucking his hands behind his head, and nodding towards it as the news emblem came on. "watch." He commanded quietly.

The video ran becoming full screen, revealing Toshiro speaking the the camera. Then the punch. It continued on for a minute. Once it was done, the female kept a professional composure. "And the second tape we have acquired." She fell silent again as she slipped the second tape into the player. Like before, the video filled the screen. This was the second tape of Toshiro. It ran, and once it was over, even the professional in front of the camera looked slightly pale.

There was a short pause, as if the prompter had failed, then the female touched her ear slightly, a look of surprise crossing her face. "These weren't the only tapes we've received. We just now gotten another tape. The writing on this one states it is from Young Mister Hitsugaya's kidnappers themselves..." She had no tape to place in the player this time, but glanced off screen. When she turned back, once again it became clear she read from the prompt. "We've yet to review this tape ourselves, and so viewer discretion is advised."

The newest tape filled the screen. This man wasn't Adrian, though his hair was dyed much like the male's. He was also wearing contacts, and a mask with a long pointed nose. When he spoke, his voice was distorted. "Good evening...Almost a full week ago, Toshiro Hitsugaya was taken right from under his father's nose. Not three days ago, the politician was sent the tapes you just saw. Instead of paying replaceable, easily won money, he has chosen to lie to the media...Telling them he was with a mother who hasn't lived with either male for years. He now has three more days to deposit the money into the account he was given..." The screen turned grey, large black lines moving through it.

Adrian stood, shutting the television off. "There you have it. Do you think your father will send the money for you now?"

"It does matter." Adrian snapped. He sighed, and rubbed his head gently, looking away. "Look...I would have stopped killing people years ago. But, I did something when I was younger." He paused, swallowing. "Something really bad. And someone found out about it. So he's been holding it against me. I'm a pawn in this, just like you. I don't want to see you hurt like that, and killed." He paused again, flopping unto the bed. "At least if he pays the money, I'll be the one to kill you, and you won't feel a thing."

Adrian sighed softly, moving the the bed and sitting as Toshiro urged. "Look, just don't worry about any of this. If you can think of a way we can get the money, or prove that we don't, then let me know, 'kay?" Music began playing through the thin walls, a female lullaby. Celeste could be heard singing, her fingers clicking across keys.