WARNING: this story contains rape, violenceand non-consensual elements. 

Chapter Four, Part One 

"You can't be serious! You honestly expect me to wear this?!" Kyou exclaimed as he held up the uniform that looked more like some raunchy playboy bunny costume- chip'n'dale bow tie and all.

Lyall sighed as he propped his chin on his palm and looked at the purplette. " Yes. And your god awful hair has to go too. It'd be different if it was your natural color," he added with a sniff.

Kyou blushed.

"Well fucking excuse me," he snapped to hide his embarrassment. He looked at the suit again and sighed long and hard.

Lyall stopped the purplette by grabbing his shirt sleeve in a light grip. "Come on, sweetie, I was only teasing," he said and made a sharp 'tsk' noise when Kyou slapped his hand away. "But you really should consider changing your hair," he added as he retracted his hand.

Kyou snorted and put the outfit down in relief. "And why should I?"

Lyall leaned forward. "Because I think black hair suits you better." he smiled like he knew something Kyou didn't. It gave him the creeps.

Kyou shivered and unconsciously reached his hand to cover his roots.

"I think it's fine the way it is," he said defensively. Like hell, he was going to change it now that Lyall had said something. Honesty he couldn't afford all the hair product it took to maintain his current hairstyle, but he'd rather die than look like he'd taken Lyall's suggestion.

Lyall shrugged. "Whatever," he responded as he snapped his thumb and forefinger suddenly.

Two fiends immediately appeared beside Kyou, dressed in dark grey suits. One had two long, huge black horns on his head and the other had red skin covered with darker, iridescent red scales. Both freaked Kyou out, but he did his best to hide it.

"Enoch, Mew, please show your new coworker around. Tell the others to help if he needs it."

They nodded and gestured the purplette move toward the back of the club.

He wanted to object, but he honestly didn't have the balls. Once they passed through the door the tension they projected seemed to dissipate, though.

"Whew…" The scaled man sighed, and ruffled his own hair in relief. "Glad to meet you, Kyousuke! I'm Mew. That's Enoch," the scaled man said as he introduced himself and his coworker. "If you have any questions, please ask."

Kyou gave the silent, and tall Enoch a sideways glance before nodded. "Thanks. Please take care of me…"

***

Kyou decided something very early on that it wasn't just Aloys that was weird, it was all Fiends, and they were all fucking perverts, too. He was bending over to pick up another damn knife when he felt a large hand grab his ass.

He straightened and turned. The demon gave him a grin, his handsome face only marred by a pair of scars that ran over his right eye and down under the collar of his shirt.

"Looks like Lyall hired another cutie~" he grinned and gave Kyou's butt cheek another squeeze. "But to think you'd be human. I don't discriminate though," he added and licked the corner of his mouth.

The purplette's left eye twitched in aggravation but fortunately, he knew just what to do. Without much thought, he brought up his hand and impaled the table with the knife.

"Please be so kind as to take your fucking filthy hand off of me," he ordered, his smile close to murderous.

The demon opened his mouth in what looked like a protest, but then his yellow eyes widened and he quickly retracted his hand.

Kyou felt some satisfaction until he turned around and bumped into another customer.

"Hey, watch- Oh, lord. What the fuck are you doing here, Aloys?" he asked the vampire with distaste before moving onto to clean up an unoccupied spot at the bar.

"It's almost time to pick you up, love," he said, his accent getting on Kyousuke nerves quicker than the younger man thought possible.

Kyou faced the other direction as he cleaned up, so he didn't see the look of death Aloys gave the yellow-eyed demon that had groped him. "You didn't need to come here."

Aloys leaned against the bar counter. "How else am I supposed to see you? You have been avoiding me," he pouted mockingly.

The movement of his arms drew Kyou's eyes for a moment to the vampire, but he quickly looked away. "I don't know what you are talking about," he said and clinked the glasses together as he moved around to the other side of the bar. "I always try to avoid you, so I don't see a-"

Aloys grabbed the front of Kyou's black work shirt and tugged his upper half over the lacquered countertop towards him.

Kyou went rigid. The albino looked at him through snow-white lashes. "Don't play coy," he said slowly as their faces moved closer and closer.

"And don't harass my employees!" Lyall scolded and hit Aloys on the back of the head with a rolled up magazine.

"Che," the vampire tsked with disdain and let go of Kyou.

The human let a breath he hadn't realized he had been holding.

"I need to get back to work…" he muttered and scurried off, leaving the two vampires standing at the bar.

Lyall crossed his arms and leaned back against the bar with Aloys. "Honestly," he exhaled, "You really need to learn some self-discipline."

Aloys grinned as he watched Kyou scurry away. He gave Lyall a sideways glance.

"And who are you to preach at me? Get off your bloody soapbox," he retorted.

Lyall shook his head and tapped the rolled up magazine lightly against his chin.

"Touche," he admitted, "But you need to stop teasing him so much. He won't be around forever, and I don't want you getting too attached."

"And what makes you say I am becoming attached?" he challenged and looked off in the other direction.

Lyall gave Aloys the look every parent gives when their child tries to bull shit them. "The more you like someone, the more you tease them, Aloys, I know you. But I don't think I've ever seen you this bad," he informed the younger vampire. "That boy has gotten under your skin and you are acting like a pathetic animal trying to get his attention."

Aloys straightened and gave Lyall a snarl the older man was not in the least threatened by. He walked away from his sire and over to the other side of the bar where Kyou was currently talking to Mew and a mutual acquaintance of the coworker.

Kyou laughed and rubbed the back of his neck with some embarrassment at the question that Mew's friend asked. It was almost the end of his shift so he thought he could take a little break.

That thought was crushed when Aloys slid up next to Kyou and sat down with the trio heavily in a nearby chair.

"You shouldn't be talking so casually when you are working," he said coldly.

Kyou turned to glare and retort but Mew beat him to the punch. "Why don't you mind your own business, boy?" he said.

There was a sudden silence that spread through the bar and the air instantaneously turned thick with tension.

"Pardon?" Aloys asked, his voice dripping with cold anger. Kyou swallowed nervously.

"This is and a and b conversation, see your way out of it, vampire," Mew said just as coldly.

Aloys stood back up to his full 6'1" height and looked the naga in the eye. "Pray tell I just heard you wrong."

"You heard me: leave Kyou alone. I know exactly what you've been doing to him and while I have something to say about it, at work you will back the fuck off."

"Oh, so he's been telling you about me, huh?" Aloys laughed humorously. "Has he been bitching about how I saved his scrawny arse, or about how I have been caring for him, feeding him, and even found him this pisspot job? Hmm?" He stepped up to Mew, their bodies no more than a hair width apart.

"More like harassing him! He's not some plaything!"

"'Harass' him? Are you fucking kidding me?Are you even a demon saying shite like that? And don't act like you haven't been eyeing him this entire time, you prick," he accused the naga coldly.

Mew's reptilian eyes narrowed into slits, the action betraying his true anger toward the vampire's words.

"Not all of us are savages, Aloys Keiran. You think that you can do and say whatever the hell you please because Lyall is your sire? Don't fucking kid yourself you manwhore."

Kyou was silent during this whole exchange. He wanted to say something, sure he did, but the two monsters in front in him made him bite his tongue. All he could do was watch with the rest of the club in weary silence as the argument between Aloys and Mew grew more and tense. He felt fucking pathetic as he held his breath along with the others as they waited for the other shoe to drop.

Aloys reached out to grab Mew's shirt when there was a blur and Lyall was suddenly in between the two.

The human could hear everyone let out a collective breath of relief.

"Get the hell out of here, Aloys," the club owner growled through his teeth.

"But, Lyall!" Aloys tried to argue, his eyes on fire as he reached for Mew again.

"Did I fucking stutter? I said to get the fuck out, Aloys! And take Kyousuke with you!" He snapped angrily, one hand shoving Aloys toward the door while the other was on Mew's chest.

Kyou managed to grab his coat and put it on as he muttered a quiet apology to Mew. The demon huffed and told Kyou not to worry about it as he patted Lyall's arm to let the vampire know he was fine. Lyall released him with a sigh and told Kyou to come back the same time on Saturday.

The human meekly nodded and followed Aloys out, who hadn't waited for him and was halfway down the street by the time he was out of the door.