Information aquired: check. I'll write up the report and send it back with Sune in the morning. I hope he didn't see.. that was too close to, Daebru shakes his head of the thoughts of what might have happened if he hadn't acted when he did, too many men like that, take what they want and don't give a damn. I should have used more of the drug on him... damnit! He shivers slightly as memories from a year ago surface in his mind. He looks around the darkened area, the festival in full swing just down the road, pink hair ... Tamashi! He gets a light smile on his face and starts to jog over, but slows his pace.

Tamashi is bound, being dragged away from the street, Where's Natsuki? What the hell is going on? A large hulking figure on either side of Tamashi dragging him down the dark alley away from people, there seems to be someone in front of them, I need to look for a way to get Tamashi away from them ... I have a really bad feeling about this... hang on Tamashi, I'll figure something out. He follows after the group silently, years of training as an assassin coming in handy for following them. The man in front steps up to a door swinging it open for the others as he looks out into the alley before heading in himself, "get him ready!" he barks out in anger as Daebru approaches the door to look through the window.

Tamashi is being strapped to a pillar with a crossbeam to hold his arms out at his sides. The man that was yelling lays out tools on a nearby table, opening a volume nearby, What are you up to?

"Why did it have to be you? Why'd he choose you!?" the man grabs hold of Tamashi's face as his eyes flutter open, "What makes you so damned special? It should be me on his arm!" Tamashi struggles against the bindings, eyes wide, "not anymore, oh you'll be at his side, sure, but you won't remember, nothing more than a tool, as you always should have been, something to use and toss away"

"Why-mm!" his voice cut off by the man squeezing his neck

"You don't get to speak! You're nothing but filth, a vile taint on his soul! You bewitched him with your very existance! No MORE!" Tamashi coughs as the man turns away muttering something in a tongue Daebru doesn't understand. How do I get him out? There's only one door, but I know I can't take on those golems! The boy's eyes are drawn to the dagger in the man's hands, now glowing as he raises it up in front of Tamashi, "May your damned soul craft the perfect blade"

"AAAHH!" Tamashi screams out in pain as the dagger carves runes down his chest Tamashi! No! I need, what do I do!? time seems to slow as Tamashi locks eyes with Daebru through the small window of the door, his screaming the only sound, as runes are carved and clothing falls in ribbons away from his body Tamashi... tears stream down Daebru's face as he watches hoping for an opportunity to stop the pain, to somehow ... get Tamashi away to safety.

Satisfied with the runes the man steps back and lifts up a circular device that he places on Tamashi's head. Bolts, slowly screw into the beautiful huncubi's head and small crystals light up as his expression seems to dull to a seemingly mindless state, "No matter how hard you try, you'll never remember what you are, who you are to him, and especially won't ever remember what he was to you" no... why... why would you ... why Tamashi?

Daebru can't help but stare on, afraid to move for fear of making noise. Unsure of himself, feeling weak and usless as he watches Tamashi's body start to crystilize and turn to ash. The ash is beautiful, like embers floating against a night sky, it streams through the air, swirling like an orb above a box, a mold of some fashion, by the looks of the groove down the center. Daebru's mind struggles to understand what's going on as the ash seems to light up, the man muttering more words that Daebru doesn't understand. Hot metal is poored through the swirling ash, grabing the particles as it fills the mold. a sword? He must have made a sound as the man looked up at the door, those golden eyes flash in confusion.

He runs, as fast as he can away from the door, tears streaming down his face, Natsuki .. I have to ... have to find him! I can't let that happen to him too .... I can't! He runs through the festival, bumping into people that look at him startled, "are you alright dear? are you lost?" an older woman asks of him but he just shakes his head and runs on.

Where is he!? Please don't be dead! NATSUKI!!! his mind screams for the man he's only known a short time, but feels deeply connected to for some unknown reason. He skids to a halt near an alley a few blocks from the other side of the festival, "N-natsuki?" the man is leaning against the wall like he had been trying to crawl away from something, his clothing ripped away in someplaces, rumpled in others, "oh gods... Natsuki.." he kneels down next to the man placing a tenative hand on his shoulder.

Natsuki looks up at him, blood dripping into his vision, "Dae.. bru..." he winces in pain as he tries to move.

"Don't ... er let me help you .. who?" he shakes his head, "no, we can talk later. I'm going to get you somewhere safe"

"Tama.."

"I'll look for him once you're safe, I promise I'll bring him back to you .. somehow" he tries to lift Natsuki, "shit .. I'm not .. can you walk at all?" Natsuki tries to help but seems too weak, and that's when the smell of sweat and musk hits his nose, oh gods, he looks down at Natsuki's body more tears streaming down his face, "I'll call help over in just a moment" his hand move over Natsuki as he hums a short tune over and over until he's sure the smell of sex and whatever other traces of it are washed away, "I'm not a healer, I wish I was so I could help more... I'm sorry I didn't get here sooner"

Natsuki shakes his head, "it would have been worse, if you had" his voice sounded hoarse, but all Daebru could think was, I could have offered myself so you didn't have to suffer as much...

"Help! Someone help me! Please!" he calls out to the small crowd filtering away from the festival, as he tries to help Natsuki closer to the main street, "Help! Please!" After much shouting and straingin his small frame to try and help the older man, someone comes and help him move Natsuki to a nearby inn, "I need a room and a piece of parchment" he asks the inkeep at the bar.

"Sure thing kid," the woman gives a weary look to Natsuki, "do you need me to call a healer"

"That's what the parchement is for, I've got a friend nearby that will help. Thank you for your concern," he glances up at Natsuki between him and the man that came to help, before taking the key and going to the upper floor, "Thank you for comeing to our aid, if I can do anything for you-"

"No need," the man holds up a hand, "I was just glad to help. Stay safe, both of you. This area is full of all sorts, especially around festival time," the man nods and takes off after making sure Natsuki is on the bed.

"Natsuki..." Daebru sits on the edge of the bed, "I've sent off the note, the healer I know should be here by morning, but I'm going to go down and ask for some bandages and salve for now. I won't be gone too long."

"Tamashi... we need ... to find Tama-"

Daebru puts a finger to Natsuki's lips, "I know, and we will. I will, and I'll bring him back to you. You need to be patched up and get some rest, I'll be right back" he gets up from the bed quickly moving out and coming back with what he needed, "I'm sorry if it hurts, I'm not exactly a healer," he gives Natsuki a soft smile before peeling back the man's kimono to start patching up cuts and bruises, "I used prestidigitation earlier to .. wipe away the ... what was left from whoever did this to you. If I find them ... they're as good as dead" his voice going icy with rage

Natsuki's eyes widen in concern at Daebru's words and he puts a hand over the top of one of Daebru's "Daebru, you should not be burdened with such things. Death is not something that comes easy, and-"

"I know, for most it doesn't," he looks away from Natsuki, trying to pull his hand away but Natsuki is stronger and hold him firm, "I ... I'm an assassin, Natsuki, death is my job"

"Oh, Daebru.." The older man cups Daebru's cheek gently pulling him so they are looking at one another again, "I'm not sure why you have to, but I would never wish that life on one so young. You deserve a much better life than what you have, I ... I can see that you're hurting because of it"

"I only hurt, because of seeing you hurt," he blushes at his comment going quite for a moment, "Death ... I actually enjoy killing, the people I kill, are not worthy of air, let alone life to torment others. It is a good thing they are gone" he stands up suddenly and Natsuki lets him go, "I'll head out now that you're patched up. Maybe I can find Tamashi quickly," he ran from the room before anymore could be said will they still be there? What do I do if they are? I can't fight them ... and what do I do about Tamashi? I told NAtsuki I'd bring him back .. but what if ... what if he's dead? What do I do? he wipes away tears and goes out into the night.