~Locked in Chains~ (S.U. and Serah's)
 

Name: Kyle West
Age: 16
Personality: Kyle can be very cruel, if you get on his bad side. He is not one who puts up with much crap, and his patience can run very thin.
Bio: TBD
Appearence: http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/x..._01/zkick9.jpg

Name: Clarid Calia
Age: 15
Personality: Shy and timid. He's been a slave all his life and has learned to deal with it. He mostly tries to stay out of his masters way and does what he's told.
Bio: TBA
Appearance:
http://www.menewsha.com/forum/member...cture40447.jpg

(Yay. Can you start, though. Sorry, I'm short on ideas right now.)

((lol okay))

Clarid sighed laying on his bed with a silent sigh. It was 5 am and he was only just getting to bed he had been cleaning the house all day. He curled up on his side knowing that he would have to go without sleep. He hoped his second wind would kick in soon. He knew looking tired and weary was a bad sign. He rubbed his face gently watching the clock carefully.

Kyle sighed, sitting in his chair at his desk. He bounced a ball against the wall, and caught it as it bounced back. He repeated this a numerous amount of times, before looking at the clock that hung on his office's wall. It was five o'clock in the morning, and yet Kyle found himself unable to sleep.

"Clarid!" He called, assuming he was still awake. "Clarid, get in here!" He ordered inpatiently, not bothering to give Clarid a chance.

Clarid jumped he was just about to fall asleep. He quickly scrambled getting up and went to Kyle's office, "Y-yes Master?" He asked softly as he arrived. He tried his best not to look tired and sleepy.

Kyle angerily stood up, slapping his slave clear across his face. "I should not have to call your name twice!" He lectured, not seeming to happy.

"Now, go make me some tea, and do it fast," He barked, annoyed, "And when you are done, go run a bath for me." He said, quiet amused with this.

Clarid bowed, "Yes Master I'm sorry...." He said quickly going off to make his tea. He rubbed his face as soon as he was out of Kyle's sight. His face stung but it wasn't the worst he had gotten. He sighed quickly making the tea bring after checking to make sure it was perfect as he went to give it to Kyle, "How hot do you want the bath water Master..." He asked gently placing down the tea.

Kyle watched him closely as he came in with the tea, "As hot as normal..." He said, sipping his tea. "You did well with the tea," He praised, before purposly knocking over the cup, causing all of the tea to spill out on the floor, "When you are done with the bath, clean this mess up."

"Yes Master...." Clarid said softly as he turned to go run a bath for him. He sighed as he plugged the drain carefully running the water making sure it was nice and hot. He looked down as he watched the water with a sense of longing. He took a deep breath pulling himself together. "Just suck it up Clarid..." He said softly getting up and turning off the water as the tub finished filling.

Kyle waited in his office, stairing up at the clock. Time wasn't exactly going by all that fast for him, and he refused to go to sleep.

"Clarid, are you almost done in there?" He called from his office irritably, "It's taking you a long time. You know I don't have that much patience for you." He reminded.

"Yes Master all done..." He called heading back to the office with cleaning supplies to clean up the spilled tea. "The bath is all set for you Master..." Clarid said bowing.

Kyle nodded, standing up and walking to the bathroom, "After you are done cleaning up, set out a pair of clothes for me, and make sure they get ironed." He demanded, before shutting the bathroom door.

He quickly got undressed, and sat in the tub. He slowly closed his eyes, being carefull not fall asleep. He felt relaxed as the warm water ran across his body.

Clarid sighed quickly cleaning off the stain and cleaning up the rest of the tea carefully making sure it was perfect. He head up to Kyle's room gently selecting clothes as he went to the ironing room carefully ironing the clothes. He was making sure it was all perfect.

Kyle stepped out off the tub, slipping a towel over himself. He entered his room, waiting for his clothes. He hummed a song to himself while he waited.

Clarid was there almost instantly with his clothes which had been freshly ironed, "Here you go Master...." He said softly holding them out to his Master carefully.

Kyle quickly snatched the clothes from his slave's hand. He quickly got dressed, having no problem getting dressed infront of Clarid. "Hair." He snapped, assuming Clarid would know what he meant. He handed him a brush, waiting for his hair to be brushed.

Clarid nodded taking the brush as he gently set to combing it. He smiled softly to himself as he worked, grateful his master never seemed to have knots.

Kyle waited as his hair was being brushed, "Remember at 10 we have very important guest coming over for breakfast, so you must be on your best behavior." He reminded, "Make your best dish for breakfast, because if these guest aren't happy, then I am not happy." He said, figuring that would speak for itself. "Also, at 12:00 I want to go on walk, understood?" He added.

"Yes Master...." He said softly still brushing his hair gently. He mentally prepared what he should cook for the guests.

Kyle stood up, pushing the brush away, tired of waiting. "I'll be in my office, I want you to clean the house, and start cooking for the next few hours." He said, before walking off to his office. He looked at the clock, seeing it was now 7:00. He sighed sitting down while closing his eyes. Even though he didn't want himself to, he drifted off to sleep. It was just a 'quick' nap, right?

Clarid nodded putting the brush away carefully as he quickly went around checking the house for any imperfections fixing them as soon as he found them. It didn't take long since he had stayed up all night cleaning. He sighed as he set to worked cooking keeping a close eye on the clock knowing to let his Master his guests would be arriving soon. He paused in his work at 9:30 going to his Master's office knocking before he entered, "Master...." he said softly.

Kyle was still asleep, his head now resting on his desk. He couldn't hear Clarid knock on the door, his sleep was so deep. Kyle continued to sleep unaware of the time.

Hearing no reply and growing worried Clarid went in carefully. Seeing him asleep he sighed in relief as looked at his master, "Master..." He said a bit louder worry in his voice. He softly reached out shaking him a bit.

Kyle woke up, blinking a few times. "Clarid, what time is it?" He asked wearily. He stood up pushing Clarid into a wall, "You should have woke me up sooner," He scolded, pushing his hand into Clarid's shoulder as he was pressed against the wall. He moved his hand, and shook his head with a heavy sigh. "When the guest come I want you to stay upstairs unless you are called." He growled angrily, before stomping out of his office. He knew he shouldn't have blamed his slave, but what else could he have done...