Clarid whimpered a bit scared as he held his shoulder. "Yes Master...Sorry Master..." He said softly looking at his feet as he quickly went back to the kitchen as he finished cooking the rest of the food nicely arranging it all on the pre-set table going around several times to make sure it was perfect. Though no one else might care Clarid took great pride in his work.

Kyle dashed to the door when the doorbell rang. "Clarid, it is time for you to go upstairs." He demanded, before answering the door. Infront of him stood a young lady, as well as an older man, both of them holding clip-boards to take notes. he watched as they entered, both of them looking around. He lead them to the table, seeing how nicely his slave arranged everything. Everyone sat down, as they began talking about bussiness things, as well as eating.

Clarid easily slipped upstairs to his room silently not making a noise. He curled up on his bed his ears open waiting for his name to be call and for him to have to get up. He wanted so badly to sleep but knew he couldn't not yet anyway.

Kyle pushed the rest of his food aside, and watched silently as his guest finished up. "Clarid!" He called waiting for his slave to come downstairs.

Clarid instantly stirred from his little nap quickly appearing, "Yes Master?" He asked softly.

"Clean up the table, and when you are done give our guest a tour of the house." He ordered, "Don't take long, or there shall be consequinces." He said, giving him a small glare, before vanishing off, leaving the guest to him.

(Sorry if it takes me a bit to reply. Karate time.)

Clarid bowed to him before he vanished as he quickly cleaned the table acting for the while as if the guests weren't there though managing to never get in there way. He finished quickly making the table spotless once more. "Is there any thing else I could get you before the tour?" He asked softly.

((mkay have fun I love Karate!))

The two shook there heads, "Just get on with the tour, you disgusting little slave." The woman said with disgust. The man chuckled, his laugh booming threw the kitchen.

((Mean woman XD poor Clarid!))

"Yes mam…" He said as he did so only speaking when absolutely nessisary as he lead them through the house. He disliked giving tours. He didn't like how they would follow and watch him it made him want to run.

(Hehehe)

The two followed, not seeming to like the house to much. The man sighed boredly, before purposly tripping the slave, and put his foot on his back, "Whatda ya say we make this tour a bit more interesting." He said, looking around making sure Kyle wasn't anywhere close. He picked Clarid up by his collar, pushing him against the wall, the slave's feet off the ground.

Clarid groaned a bit not bothering to struggled it would only make whatever the man was going to do worse. His body remained tense.

Still holding Clarid against the wall, the man to off his belt, which he only wore to make himself look better, not to hold up his pants, and began hitting Clarid in the face with it, "Isn't this much better?" He smirked, his hits getting harder and harder, "Answer my question, slave!" He demanded, his hits still getting harder.

"Y-yes Sir…" Clarid replied refusing to show his pain as he was hit. It hurt so much he wanted to scream but he wouldn't he would stand and take it. No matter how much it hurt.

"And when Kyle ask you where all you bruises come from, you will not tell him it was us, got it?" He said, not wanting to get in trouble. He then let go of Clarid, and laughed as he hit the floor. He kicked him hard before yawning, "Well, you are boring me, so let's continue on with the tour." He said, acting as if nothing had happened.

"Yes Sir…" Clarid said softly as he struggled to his feet forcing the groan he felt comming down as he stood. He took a small breathe and continued on the tour silently.

Kyle walked around a corner, seeing Clarid and the other two. "Clarid, have you finished the tour?" He said, not noticing Clarid's bruises, yet.

Clarid nodded looking down, "Yes Master…"

"Where did all of those bruises come from?" He asked Clarid, eyeing him suspicously.

"I-I fell going down the stairs Master…" Clarid said fearfully.

"Well, watch were you are going." He said, a bit of anger in his tone, "I hope you didn't cause trouble to our guest." He said, looking at the two. "No, no, he was just fine." The woman said, a small smirk on her face. "Well, we must get going now." The man concluded, before they left with out another word.

Kyle sighed, "You clumsy little-" He stopped, turning away with a heavy sigh.

Clarid kept his eyes on the ground not moving, "I'm sorry Master I'll be more careful next time...I should be punished..." He added softly forcing the tears away.

Kyle sighed, "Just go get some rest, we will deal with a punishment later." He said, "I'll wake you up when I think of a decent punishment for your clumsiness." He added, before walking off.

"Yes Master...." Clarid said hurriedly as he went to his room curling up on his bed. He winced as the pillow touched his face. It hurt but he refused to cry out. Nor did he let the tears come he was too tired and was asleep in seconds.

Kyle sighed, as he walked to his room. He sat on his bed, lost in thought. He silently yawned, before laying down, and falling asleep.

Clarid slept happily even through the pain. Eventually he woke up staggering to his bathroom. He groan he wasn't able to stand upstriaght and when he tired to he couldn't stop the cry of pain as he doubled over again holding his ribs. He whimpered loudly as he decided to go bac to laying on his bed.