Chapter 2
Shoto was dragged down the cold, smooth concrete floor of the dark hall for around five minutes, the woman leading the men carrying him around a few turns, enough so that Shoto found himself discombobulated in the darkness of the maze that these people walked through.
It wasn’t long before a door appeared before them, the blonde giving a small snicker and kicking it open a moment later. “Boss!!~ I brought you a surprise!” She giggled, Shoto looking up just in time to see an all too familiar face.
Touya todoroki. His brother turned bad.
He was sitting at a desk in front of a large window overlooking the city, the outline of the sky scrapers and business buildings illuminated against the colorful sky. It was filled with beautiful reds and purples and pinks, the clouds fluffy and white against it… it filled the office with a pink light, giving it an almost calming look.. besides the fact that touya was there, his skin long since graphed and scarred.. it was disgusting.
Two people stood behind him, a large man with a shaved head that was covered in a cap. He had dark eyes, a shark jawline, and he was probably twice shoto’s size. He was built like a tank, the dress shirt he wore a size too small for his bulk.. and his pants. They too, were tight. They expressed his muscles perfectly.. every detail; even down to the outline of his bulge.
No one seemed to mind though, not even the man. He wore a devilish smirk on his face as he stared down at the dual colored male. Like a predator stalking his prey before he devoured it. It was animalistic and.. terrifying.
The man on the other side of touya wore a set of red, laced lingerie, leaning against the back of his chair as a thin leather rope attached to the collar around his neck. Tags hung there, shining delicately in the light. He too had a smug grin on his lips, his messy blond hair and narrow eyes resting on Shoto too.
Suddenly, Shoto felt on the spot as he brother began to speak.
“Ah! Little Shoto..” he hummed, licking his lips and snapping his fingers. The two men holding Shoto immediately dropped him, the drugged male landing on his knees with an exasperated exhale as they turned to walk out. The doors clicked close behind them, the blonde woman giving a giggle as touya stood up.
“Good to see you, Shoto.” He hummed, stepping around his desk to lean against the front of his casually. “I was wondering when I’d eventually find you here.. or rather, you find yourself here. It was only a matter of time.” He gave a slick laugh, giving a smile and displaying a mouthful of teeth that didn’t even look.. human.
His brother turned to the blonde, who still stood to the side with a giddy smile on her face. “Thank you, Toga.. you did a good job. Shigaraki will handle your reward.. I’ll send him the order here once I’m done here. Now be gone.” He waved a hand dismissively, the blonde laughing once more before she skipped out of the room too.
Once the other newcomers were gone, touya sighed and looked around the office. “Well, it looks like you’ve lived well until now, Shoto. I’ve heard of your outings, I’m glad to see that you’ve… put yourself out there. I was surprised your funeral wasn’t the next booked after mother’s. My minions told me about your behaviors.. the hospital visits that led to far too many weeks in mental hospitals, even the drug abuse.. for someone as delicate as you, I’m surprised you lasted long enough to come into my possession. I’m glad you did however, I think you should be the first of our siblings to learn what abiding by dads rules gets you in life.”
He stood up once more, opening a cabinet to the side of the room and grabbing a bottle of wine and a glass. He filled it, taking a sip of the red liquid and clicking his tongue before continuing.
“You see, our dear father cast me out when I was fifteen. I had to live on the streets with the rats and the other vermin Of this city for years.. slowly working my way to the top. It was worth it in the end though, one would assume.. as here I am. Almost ten thousand people at my beck and call, willing little minions who will kill to achieve a simple word of their masters praise… it's surprising how easy it is to manipulate people when you offer them all they desire.
“But for someone like you, Shoto… Shoto Shoto Shoto.. what can I even say? An offered modeling career, a missed opportunity to give in to your desires.. I was infuriated when I was told you’d passed it up. Though I don’t know what I expected, you never had much to go on besides your beauty. A beauty that even someone like myself, your own brother, would love to treasure.. but sadly, I am not one for inbreeding.” He laughed, the blond man he’d had on a leash a moment before moving to sit down on a cushion besides the desk. The other didn’t move, his eyes stuck to Shoto like glue.. still as if he were imagining all the ways to prepare him for his next meal.
Touya continued though, taking another sip of his wine.
“So here you are now, all mine for the taking.. what shall I do with you now?” He asked, Shoto gritting his teeth and glaring at his brother darkly. “Let me go, touya.” He huffed, touya’s blue eyes lighting with a fire a moment later. He moved faster than Shoto cousin process, the glass in his hand shattering against the desk and spraying the wine it held a moment later over the floor and over shoto’s pants.
“DO NOT CALL ME BY THAT NAME!” He shouted, slamming his hands down on the desk. “That is no longer my name, Shoto. That was a disgraceful taunt given to me by my cruel mother and father. I haven’t been called by that in years.. and I won’t let that pick back up again.” He hissed, turning around and looking down at his little brother. “It’s Dabi now. You shall address me as so.. unless you wish to be stripped of your beauty and thrown to the dogs and rats that live in the sewers of this city. I’m sure they’d love to use your body as their public toy.. but if you don’t wish for that, don’t address me as that name again. Dabi, or master even.. I’d appreciate either.”
He seemed to calm down after a moment, taking a deep breath and folding his hands behind him.
“For now… I’d like to hand you over to someone who will show you how we do things here.” He looked to the man with the shaved head, giving a nod. “Inasa Yoarashi. My most trusted subordinate. A man who will use your beauty to the utmost possibility. He’ll treat you well, I assume.. as he deserves his own pet after all these years.”
Yoarashi’s smile widened, his hand moving to top the hat upon his head in a silent thanks to his boss. He was far more thankful than he met off, his chest filling with pride at the mention of his achievements. He was far too happy for something like this.. as he finally, after all these years.. got someone of his own. He was pleased, at the least.. especially to be rewarded with such a high standing prize.
Dabi snapped his fingers the two men from a moment prior reentering and gripping Shoto again as he turned back around. “Boys, take him to the baths and have him cleaned up and prepped. Bring him to inasa’s living quarters once he’s done. I’ll send you any special requests.. have it done as soon as possible.”