A Beast in the Cage

[Youko]

It was a pleasantly dismal day. The sky was a dark a foreboding shade of dark gray with the smell of oncoming rain in the air. People made a run for their carriages, or for cover depending on where they are and their social class. People were so afraid of getting wet these days, save for the small children that broke from their parents as soon as the drops of rain began to plummet from the gloomy sky above. A storm was set to begin soon, but one could never be sure.

That, however, didn't matter to the young man sitting calmly in the compartment of the carriage, having ignored the driver's words on the storm. He was so undeniably bored. He hadn't been able to find anything to do back at the castle, despite everything there actually was to do. See, this young man easily lost interest in anything he tried in the past two years.

Not only was he bored, he was horny as hell too. Not a very good combination for whoever he came in contact with. This usually had the 'fuck anything that'd prove to be amusing' sort of thing going on. The young man didn't care if people thought he was slutty for it, in fact, he preferred it.

Dark blood colored orbs peered out the now water spotted window of the carriage, seemingly looking for something. What was he looking for? A potential new Slave. It was a sort of hobby for the crimson eyed man. He enjoyed collecting people and shattering their wills, turning them into completely obedient slaves. It was boring other wise.

Slender fingers calmly placed a few stray midnight blue locks behind his ear, completely ignoring that fact his hair was falling out of the thin ribbon it was barely held back with. He was glad in rather odd Victorian style clothing; a white, slightly frilled, button up top with pure black slacks, forgoing the style that went with his top, and an ornate jacket of black with silver embroidery. All in all, the young man, who was Abel Henningten, the soul heir of the famous and successful Henningten Corp, was drop dead gorgeous.

It didn't take long for his rather sadistic nature to shine though, however.

"Hn. I wonder if there's anyone hot enough to take tonight," He said to himself in a deep tenor.

[Lin]

It was a delightfully dreary day, if one cared to listen to the multitude of sniveling servants that rushed about his chambers, seeming to mimic headless chickens. Since there was obviously no reason to their 'flight' paths, if the never ending murmurs of apologies was anything to go by. Rain seemed to make even the more refined and elegant elves, turn in to something akin to their lowly human counterparts; scattering about at the mere sound of the natural occurrence that was taking place outside the castle walls.

"I wonder if the servants are not in fact disgusting half breeds, instead of low class elves as I'm told all the time," He said aloud to himself, uncaring if he happened to hurt one or all of their feelings as a result. After all, he was the prince of elves, no one could win against him when it came to one's word against his own.

It took some time for him to decide upon an outfit for the day, having decided to be extra difficult due to his slumber being disturbed so early. Allowing one of the many maids to finish securing the single button that held his trousers in place, before having the same woman fix the sleeves of his poet's shirt.

Aqua hued orbs eying the jackets presented to him by several other servants, dismissing all but one after a few moments of quiet contemplation, deciding it was best to choose the coal hued jacket with royal blue embroidery since his slacks were the same color blue. Heaving a wary sigh and slipping the garment on, Alyster ordered his golden locks to be tied back with a black silk ribbon.

Before the young elven prince dismissed everyone that was within his sight, which happened to include his multitude of guards. Taking a moment to look himself over in the full length mirror, preening a bit at his own breath taking appearance.

Prince Alyster soon deemed his appearance acceptable for the day, turning sharply on his heel and strolling out of his chambers, heading for the nearest exit of the castle. He was going for a walk and no one was permitted to come along, after all, a horde of royal guards simply screamed his identity to all.

[Youko]

With a bored hum to himself, the young company heir promptly opened the door to the carriage, not seeming to care that it was still moving. As soon as his feet were firmly on the ground, he began walking. The carriage stopped as soon as the driver realized that his master had once again got tired of just riding silently in the back.

"Stay here, will you?" Abel said to the driver, who was clad in some very... risky clothing.

The driver, a beautiful youth with shining black locks, nodded at the obvious order. He leaned back against the wooden bench calmly, holding the reigns tightly to keep the horses steady and calm.

Without another word, the crimson eyed man strolled down the road towards the castle in elven territory. He didn't hang around here often, though that was probably due to being what they know as a 'Dark Elf'. This was completely out of his over territory and the perfect place to find someone attractive that didn't know who he was or what he did.

A small smirk formed on his lips at the sight of the simply lovely pale skin of the light elves, his own flesh a deep bronze color; nearly seeming as if he spent his entire life out in the sunlight. It had been a very long time since he had been around the paler elves, though that was for a good reason. To them, he was evil even if it was only due to his appearance. Sure, he probably was evil, but he liked to think he was merely misunderstood.

Abel paused just outside the castle boundaries, meaning far enough to where the local guards wouldn't see him as suspicious, and merely surveyed the area with haunting crimson eyes that seemed to almost glow in the slight darkness of the day.

[Lin]

Apparently, word of his leaving had reached the royal and local guards around the castle grounds, which was rather bothersome to the young elf. Several times the young prince had to stop and glare at this or that guard daring to stop him. Thankfully, it only took a simple glare or flick of his wrist to shoo them off.

After all, in Elven society, no one disrespected or disobeyed a Light Elf of royal blood, otherwise, they would suffer dire consequences. And no Light Elf wanted to be branded a traitor to their royal family. It was the worst crime one could commit in Elven society, and it was something that would never be forgiven.

Flicking a few stray strands of golden silk from his face, Alyster sighed lightly before slipping out the side gate. Taking a moment to look about before starting towards the street, it's cobble stones whispering an invitation for him to take a stroll upon them. Wrinkling his nose at the foul scent of garbage near by, plucking a handkerchief from his jacket pocket and covering said nose.

"Commoners are disgusting," Alyster muttered in disdain, changing direction in order to escape the awful scent assaulting his delicate nose.

[Youko]

The Dark Elf rose a slender eyebrow at the sight of someone leaving the castle from the side gate, the one he happened to be near. Silently the young man watched the other elf that happened to be walking away from him. With the way he walked, he was obviously of royal blood; no commoner or servant walked like that. Abel didn't move from where he stood, however, as he watched the beautiful blond got further and further away from him.

Silently, the young man began to devise a way to 'capture' the pale youth. Of course the blue haired man was confident in his appearance and knew that if the noble saw him, he would approach him. With a small smirk, Abel leaned against the brick wall. He was quite the contrast to anyone else in that city that surrounded the castle.

Before his thoughts could truly go far, the Light Elf had turned in his direction and began walking.

At that moment, the crimson eyed man decided that he would try the 'kind tactic'. Going completely against his normal nature should do the trick this time around.

[Lin]

Seeming have escaped the foul smell finally, the young prince sighed softly and tucked the handkerchief back in to his pocket. Glancing about curiously, aqua orbs taking in the strange environment, realizing the only time he had ever been outside of the castle boundaries when he was far smaller and with his parents. Even then, it had been for this or that important event the King and Queen couldn't ignore without looking like heartless rulers.

Shaking those thoughts from his mind, Alyster sighed softly and looked up at the dreary sky, smiling softly at the feel of cool drops of rain landed upon his face. Though, a part of him was heart broken at the sad reality around him, not even the cleansing rain was able to rid his land of disgusting ignorance.

"I understand why Mother and Father choose not to interact with the rest of society unless it's necessary," He murmured to himself, uncaring if someone took offense, after all, it was their fault for eavesdropping.

[Youko]

Abel pushed off of the wall calmly, a soft, very fake, smile playing on his lips. He had learned a long time ago how to manipulate his appearance to make him look a lot kinder then he actually was. Sure, the Dark Elf had his moments, but usually he was quite the cruel bastard. Unlike the Light Elf currently heading his way, he rather enjoyed being out with society; it was amusing to see just how screwed up people were these days. Sometimes he would give people a little budge with faint whispers from the shadows.

Deep crimson orbs lifted to peer at the sky for a moment, his sharp gaze forcefully softening. If he learned anything over the years, it was that most could tell a lot about a person from looking into their eyes. After he was sure that everything about him seemed inviting, he turned his now soft, yet extremely guarded, gaze to peer at the approaching youth.

Then is when Abel took in the other's appearance completely. Beautiful long golden locks that were so neatly pulled back and aqua colored eyes that appeared to be a bit condescending towards others. He knew for a fact that breaking this simply gorgeous Light Elf was going to be a load of fun.

[Lin]

Feeling an undesired gaze upon his back, Alyster drew in a small breath and steadied himself, turning slightly and confronting the nosy commoner. Aqua colored eyes narrowed slightly, expression a bit cold while expressing his distaste for being stared at so blatantly. The tiniest of amused smiles tugging at the corner of his lips upon seeing the young woman turn away hastily.

"Women are so flighty," Alyster muttered, turning back around and frowning at the sight of yet another unwanted watcher.

"It's apparent that all commoners have a staring problem," The young prince stated disdainfully, crossing his arms lightly over his chest before taking notice of the others appearance. "Disgusting! Who let such a vile creature step in to the boundaries of this land?!" The Light Elf screeched, uncaring if he seemed to be causing a commotion, he was outraged at the moment.

"I want this vile creature removed immediately, Dark Elves have no place in this land and never will. They have no sense of honor or dignity, simple minded barbarians who only seek self satisfaction from any and all situations." Alyster spat the words out, placing a slender hand upon his stomach, holding back the intense desire to vomit right there.

"Keep your distance, vermin."

[Youko]

An elegant brow rose at the Light Elf's sudden outburst, though he couldn't resist the urge to comment, "Commoner?" he asked with a snort, his kind demeanor vanishing for the time being. "I don't know of any commoner here," Abel stated with a deep, slightly cocky voice. With a roll of crimson eyes he smirked, "Those clothes, their of the Henningten brand, correct?" He asked, though didn't reveal who he was just yet.

"Vile creature indeed," he said before he chuckled darkly, "the only vile creature here is the one my eyes are on at this very moment," the crimson eyed man stated as he peered at the other elf passively. "Just the moment I thought I might have found a model beautiful enough," he murmured, purposely peaking the other's interest before he sighed dramatically.

"Oh well, looks like I'll have to search elsewhere." With a slight shrug, he moved to walk past the noble, his scent wafting though the air after him.

If this didn't work, he was planning to take the other by force. It wouldn't be pretty, but it would definitely be enjoyable.

[Lin]

"Of course, it's the Henningten brand." The Light Elf stated with a slight sneer, indirectly implying that one had to be a complete idiot not to know the designer brand. After all, it was widely known that the best clothing was designed and created by the Henningten Corporation; and no one was able to escape wearing their label, not even royalty.

Though, at the verbal slap in the face, Alyster unconsciously stepped back putting a bit more distance between himself and the Dark Elf. To be called a vile creature by a lowly Dark Elf, or even anyone for that matter was grounds for punishment, for it was an indirect act of treason even if the culprit was unaware of his status. And yet, the young prince couldn't bring himself to call for the guards, finding himself a bit fascinated with the other man for having the guts to stand against him.

But then aqua orbs widened slightly in surprise, instinctively following after the Dark Elf as he brushed past him so casually. "Don't be silly, there's no finer Light Elf than myself."

[Youko]

A smirk formed on his lips at the words before it vanished as he turned to face the Light Elf once again, "I'm not convinced," he replied to the other's last comment, "you're so determined that I'm vile, unless you have reconsidered that statement of course. Then I might think about it." He was about to continued when he was cut off by a rather girlish squeal. The look on his face clearly revealed that he was less then pleased to be found out so quickly.

"Oh my God! It's Abel Henningten!" One teenage girl nearly screamed to her friend who squealed with her.

"Oh, he must be searching for new models again," said her friend as they gazed at him admiringly, though didn't even move to approach him. "Ah, it's a shame he only chooses men for most of his new lines," she sighed before she and her friend turned to leave. Probably to share this news with their other friends.

The Dark Elf rubbed his eyes in an irritated fashion before lowering his hand to look at the other, "As I was saying, do you think you have what it takes to be a model?" Abel asked lightly.

[Lin]

Temporary distractions seemed to be the going theme at the moment, or at least, unwanted visitors were rather popular. Before the young elven prince had a chance to speak, after being so gracefully informed by the gossiping girls, of just who he was dealing with. Alyster was suddenly bombarded by a small body, which made solid contact with his long legs and immediately attached to said appendages.

Making a face rather unrefined of a Elven prince, the aqua eyed male tentatively looked down, a slender hand instantly dropping to the mess of golden locks at his hip. Which elicited a soft whine from the small elven boy, who, ended up tightening his hold upon Alyster's thighs.

"Brair.." He whispered the boy's name in an almost loving tone, smiling faintly when the child tilted his head up and gave him a watery smile. "You know, I should punish you for coming out here without permission and all alone at that." He stated simply but softly, raising a slender brow when that cute mop of golden locks was sent flying as the boy shook his head. "Not my fault! You're the one that left without a word, Aly." Brair whined, the tears that had been threatening to fall all along, finally spilling over and running down his plump cheeks.

[Youko]

Abel merely watched the scene before him silently. His mind was working with the idea of having the child as well, though that would mean that he would have to be just a little more tricky. It was too late to change tactics now, but he could always add to his little... story. Placing on his best, and most deceiving, smile; he turned his crimson gaze to the child.

He could tell that the child, Brair, wasn't related to the other Light Elf, though not by much. After a moment, he reached into his pocket and retreated a piece of colorfully wrapped hard candy; usually it was for himself, but he figured that this one time, he could use it to try and use it as a tactic.

The smile widened slightly as he held it out, "Want it?" he asked softly, his voice taking on a different tone before his gaze fell on the noble once again.

"Now that you know who I am, I can tell you why I'm here," Abel began, "I'm looking for models for my new line of men's clothing as well and my new children's line." With that, his eyes shifted from one to the other before he nodded once, "You two, if you accept my offer," he cleared his throat, "and clear up that attitude" he added with a mutter, "would be perfect."

[Lin]

Wiping his runny nose on the older Light Elf's pants, Brair turned his watery gaze to the other man present, sniffling slightly and letting a few more tears roll down plump cheeks. Innocence shining through as a little hand removed itself from Alyster's thigh, reaching out for the offered treat before dropping it quickly with a yelp. Once again adorable orange eyes filled with tears, though, this time they were from being swatted on the butt by his favorite person.

"You know better than to take things from strangers, Brair," He scolded firmly, reaching down and picking the boy up, pleased at the prompt response of little legs winding around his waist.

Disliking the sight of salty tears upon the small boy's face, Alyster plucked his handkerchief from his pocket once more. Using the soft blue cotton square to gently wipe away the streaks on his left on plump cheeks. Smirking lightly to himself at the feel of the boy's 'excitement' against his hip, no one would believe this innocent looking child was a sex fiend.

"Well, it's good to know, you have high standards for your models." The aqua eyed male purred in reply, adjusting his hold upon the boy slightly. "Though, I must inquire what we get in return for being models?"

[Youko]

The crimson eyed male chuckled lightly before he shrugged and placed the piece of candy back into his pocket. He wasn't offended at all that the other elf wouldn't let the child take candy from him. If only he knew what was in store for them once they finally accepted his 'offer'. He had to force himself to keep from getting excited as he thought about the various things that he planned. After a moment, he tilted his head slightly to the side, almost as if he were thinking about it, causing more of those midnight colored locks to fall from the ribbon.

"Something that no one else in the world would have," he replied calmly, "not to mention that you will get to see and receive everything that you model for without a price." With that said, he smiled charmingly.

One thing that Abel prided himself with is his ability to lie though his teeth and be convincing. He was quite the manipulative bastard, and he knew it. He knew for a fact that there were very few that would deny such a promising offer. Where he really would use the two as models, there was much more to it then that.

Much more.