A Continuum Error: Kuroshitsuji (Slight & BarbossasDaughter)

[SlightPhobia]

The cold way William gazed him was, well... Anguo hated to admit it, but it was sort of cool. Tearing his eyes away from William, he flushed awkwardly as he spouted out her name... Sort of. It was enough for him though. "Lim," he corrected tersely. Surprisingly, he didn't call the many any profanities that time. "...You can reason with me, yeah," he replied, not bothering to look up at William for the time being. He seemed to tune out the man all together, swallowed up by his own thoughts as William asked about rules and guidance.

After some pause, Anguo spoke once more. Still, he did not meet eyes with Spears. "...If you can get Lim back, sure. I'll do whatever you want... But you'd better deliver. I'm sick of being yanked around on some damn dog-collar and chain," he grunted. The sad thing was, there were still ligature marks around his neck, wrists, and ankles from being bound and held against his will at the doll's fortress. Supernaturals were so... violent.

"I don't like it though..." He confessed. "...I don't like the supernatural. I don't like unnatural things. I don't like... you, in essence," he mumbled. "...It's not dying that scares me... not really it's.... " He groped around for some semblance of how to put his fear. "...The black pit... that hideous place thereafter... and the things that can drag you down there... I don't want to become a devil... and I certainly don't want Lim too... so..." He trailed off and stood quietly, allowing William to bark out any orders he pleased.

After some pause again, he added: "I don't have any realistic skills. I can't pay you- my mom's an alcoholic leech living off the system. Dad ran off. I'm not good with math and my school is for lower-income families. Unless you have something janitorial or simple lifting... I'm really only good for beating shit to a pulp with my fists..." Again, he trailed off, standing like a lump. Reaching up, he rubbed a few bruised ribs. He was sore... everywhere.

[Barbossasdaughter]

William raised a brow as he turned away from him. He did accept to reason though, so he let his wrist go. Even if he would attempt to run William would be quick and catch up with him in no time.

"Very well." The young one talked about the girl and what had happened to him, in a way. "Don´t be afraid. I certainly won´t put you in chains." he had other methods to straighten up rebellous boys. William of course saw the marks and he was sure that appart from food, the boy needed some care. He might be hurt and even if this certainly wasn´t his main concern, he couldn´t let the boy in pain.

William put a leathered hand on his shoulder. "It is only natural to fear Death. But neither you nor your friend is on our death list for now, so there is no harm comming to you. So until I have other orders I will even protect you." After all he was not on a to die list, and if something would happen to Anguo now in that time, it would end in chaos and William would get in some trouble as well.

He reached his hand out to him. "Come now. It is late and you must be hungry. We will go to a Pub and get us a room as well. Tomorrow we can begin with our investigation." He raised a brow. "Well?"

[SlightPhobia]

The little pep-talk about fearing death only served to piss him off. "...I'm not interested in being some damsel in distress, John Everyman," he mumbled. The minute William released him, he folded his arms in front of his chest defiantly. "Do what you want though. Go where you want. If you can get me home, I'll follow you. Don't expect --" The boy paused and bristled at the mention of chains. Blanching slightly, he covered his mouth suddenly and gagged. How fortunately he was running on an empty stomach, less he vomit all over his own shoes. Leaning against a near-by wall, he narrowed his eyes and wheezed. "...Shut up. Just... shut your mouth," he grunted, quivering before he straightened. Anguo had... been through a lot.

The mention of getting a room made him shiver as well. His mind was in other places. The dolls hadn't sexually abused him-- but his mind had wandered down that horrifying path many times. He now lived in... fear. "U...ngh... Do what you want. I just want to go home. I don't have any money so... I'll wait outside if you're going to eat," he mumbled. Apparently he wasn't under the impression that William intended to care for him financially.

[Barbossasdaughter]

"My name is William T Spears." Really the boy was walking on thin ice. "To get you home we need to see how those dolls got you here in the first place. I might be a Shinigami but I am not someone that can bring you back with a clap of my hands." he told him.

As the boy grew sick and gagged, William was a bit concerned. "Are you feeling alright?" Well his answer was obvious. He was traumatized and he needed some care and rest. And William had a slight feeling that he would need to get a bit rough to be able to get the boy to rest and care for...

"Silly boy." he reprimanded. "Do you really think I would go and eat and rest while you are out here alone on your own? This is unacceptable. There is no need for you to pay anything. Consider yourself in that matter as my guest." Plus the company would pay for most things, so that wasn´t a problem. "Come now." he said and took the young man´s hand. "I know a nearby place we can go to."

Well if he was going to stick with the boy for a while they needed to play certain roles to be less obvious to others. Spontaneously he thought about a family relationship. But first he needed to make sure the boy was taken care off properly.

[SlightPhobia]

"I don't care about your name. As soon as you take me back, I'm out of your hair anyhow, old man," he bit back at the repeat of his name. Rude too? Well, he hadn't many good fatherly role models in his life. "...But I'll call you William if you need it, I guess. I am not calling you Mister Spears though. That's ****ed up." Potty mouth. Egh! The boy would have to learn to talk without profanities.

William's concern for his ill spell struck him as odd, though as he recovered, he decided it was best not to dive into the matter. "I'm fine. Stop hovering, you old hen." Hen?! The image of William clucking on a pile of eggs was... comic at best. Anguo twitched at the whole silly comment, but folded his arms as William insisted they move along. "...I don't like to be in debt to people. I know how it works and I'm not int--" He was about to say he wasn't interested, but William took hold of his arm and began tugging him along. Flushing scarlet, the boy glared at him.

"O-Oi! Let GO, you idiot! I can walk! We're not gonna hold hands like lovers... 'the ****?!" He squealed. He looked very much like a boy who'd been caught out passed curfew at the brothel... and was presently being lead home for a tanning of a lifetime. "Let go!"

[Barbossasdaughter]

Oh indeed. William had definitely enough. Those profanities and that bratiness. He sure would teach the boy a lesson. "As you apparently lack parental guidance I will take it on and teach you are lesson that is long overdue. If i'm going to help you then it will certainly been in more than one way." He said. He dragged the boy to an Inn and held him in his grip. Luckily that no one could understand his howls and curses.

He greeted the owner of the Inn and demanded a room for them both. He also ordered some dinner which should be brought to their room. He paid the man a bit extra and dragged Anguo up to the room in question. He locked it carefully to avoid the boy running off and laid his death scythe away. Then he sat down on the bed and stood the boy before him. "Now young man. I have enough of that childish behaviour of yours. You certainly are in need of a spanking. You accepted my help and my rules and as such, poor behaviour and foul mouthiness will be punished accordingly!"

Without any other hesitation William bend Anguo over his lap and reached under him to unbutton his shorts. He pulled them down to his knees and raised his leather gloved hand, while he held him down with the other. SMACK SMACK SMACK Down and down came it on his still brief clad bottom.

[SlightPhobia]

Anguo stared at William in appall as he mentioned a lack of parental guidance. "Too little, too late. I'm already ruined," he mumbled bitterly. It was a starkly cruel thing to say, not to William... but about himself. "If I didn't have shit to do, I'd probably tell you it'd be fine just to re--" He grunted as WIlliam began yanking him to the inn. The struggling began, followed by the protesting. "HEY!! -ugh... LET GO!" How fortunate his entire dialogue was in Chinese. People gawked, but only briefly. They indeed assumed it was either a foreigner caught stealing... or a naughty child about to catch it from his papa. Into the Inn they went, and thank GOODNESS Anguo had common sense about him. Once they went indoors, he glared at William poisonously before falling silent. Standing cooperatively, he ground his jaw together, taking the opportunity to stomp... rather hard... on poor Will's foot while he paid for the room and dinner.

Up the stairs they went, and as they did, Anguo found himself hoping that every step hurt William's stomped foot. Glaring at his foot, he remained rather quiet, even when they entered the room. Looking around, he wasn't really impressed. William sat down on the bed and drug Anguo in tow. He only struggled again as his mind trailed to the gutter. "Keep your filthy hands off of me you sick ****!" His expression changed entirely as he had been drug over the man's knees. "Hgk!" He hadn't been in this position for... quite some time, so to speak. Glaring up over his shoulder, he gawked awkwardly at William as he lectured him about childish behavior. "What the hell are you doing? Just how old do you think I am?!" He choked. "I'm eighteen years old, for crying out loud!" He shouted with a twitch of his brow. "Nineteen in two months! --Hyagk!" He grunted as he felt William's hand creep beneath his shorts. Awkwardly enough, the boy flushed and lifted his hips lightly almost so as not to hinder the awkward deed. "C--- Come on! Be serious!" He choked.

His face went from crimson to beet-red as his shorts soon found the crook of his knees. His stark, black underpants were on display-- which he had not picked for himself. He was more of a boxers sort of guy. Ahem, I digress! "Ugk!" He grunted from the first smack, turning his head to the side as the second and third fell. His cheek was smushed to the bed and his hands quickly moved to try and shove himself to sit up. "KNOCK IT OFF!" The fourth spank brought forth an adorable sort of groan from the boy that suggested he could indeed feel the sting through his underpants. "E--Ehn! Let GO! You're not ..." Clenching his teeth, he began kicking his legs wildly; truly the part of an admonished toddler.

[Barbossasdaughter]

"It is never too late to learn something." William hummed and dragged the boy with him. At least he was reasonable enough to not make a huge fuss at the Inn. Though, even if William didn´t feel the stomp on his foot, he still glared down at the boy. Such insolence and disobedience! He was clearly in need of some discipline.

In the room the boy continued his fuss and even thought that William would do improper things with him. "I will kindly ask you to stop thinking about any improper things. I am not that kind of man." He said before he bend him over and pulled his shorts down. After all he wasn´t Sutcliff. Who knows what the redhead would have done with him. Well have him probably already cut into pieces for his insolence.

Anguo of course resisted and fought. William didn't expect anything else. He grabbed his hands and pinned them down on his back. "18 or not, you are nothing more than a naughty boy in need of SPANK SMACK some discipline SPANK SMACK. Now be grown about it and stop kicking or I'll give you a reason SMACK to fuss around." His leather clad hand rained down on the boys upturned rear. He wasn't going easy on him but still held back a bit of his force, not only was he a human, but he had been though a lot. But this didn't refrain William from dishing out punishment! Bratty attitude was inexcusable. And as such never tolerated, not even in extreme situations.

SPANK SPANK SMACK he alternated from left to right, even moved down to spank away at his thighs, were his underwear had already ridden up a bit. He certainly would feel those spots. "Now...will you SPANK SPANK be reasonable and apologize for your poor behaviour towards me?" He had a doubt that the boy would already give in. He was stubborn and had a certain pride, so he would need to "break" him first.

[SlightPhobia]

The boy's brows twitched downward as William suggested he was in need of schooling. "...Never too late, huh," he repeated bitterly. He didn't directly cheek the man for now. That must have been quite refreshing! Anguo was capable of great mild streaks, albeit he was rather dull in those moments.

Diving straight into the chaos, the boy twisted lightly, frowning and grunting as he was wrenched over the man's knee. "I don't care what kind of man you are-- This is-- Egh!" He grunted, wincing as he was smacked and spanked. The loud noises forced him to flush. He was already praying no one was listening in on the embarrassing noises. The threat dropped about his kicking did little to curtail him; particularly not as his wrists were trapped at the small of his back. Given the way he writhed around, he'd probably wind up dislocating his own shoulder! "Let... Go-- AUGH!" He shouted as the spank fell roughly on the backs of his thighs. "Uhgh!" He groaned, his protests soon falling into senseless, angry grunts as the spanks fell. "...I'm not... UH! Apologizing to any--OW!--one! AGH!" The stinging pain was creeping up his rump, heating up even the backs of his legs. The boy... was not fond of this situation! Not fond at all!

"...--Hurts! -- Are you an idiot? You do this sort--OW!-- of thing to grade-school kids-- UGH!" He grunted. The sting was becoming quite unbearable. His eyes were beginning to sting... and that was a raw fact that panicked him. He was not about to cry in front of a 'subhuman' creature. "...Fine. Just stop, already. I'm sorry," he mumbled, doing his best to still his legs. His knees still remained bent-- he was more tense than a drawn bow-string! His shoulders ached from his struggling... his bottom stung the worst-- or was it his pride? "...Just let --OW! -- go..." He wasn't really pleading, not yet.

[Barbossasdaughter]

William noticed that the boy didn´t cheek him directly. Maybe this would teach him a thing or two, but he certainly would need more of this kind of attention.

"Stop struggling so much SPANK SMACK you will only hurt yourself...SPANK and make it worse." he warned him as he struggled and tugged against him. He heard the angry grunts and continued to let his gloved hand fall down on the boy´s buttocks. Good...he was struggling with himself. "Oh you´re not?" William said raising a brow, "well then I´m not going to stop...simple as that." he stated. This would take a lot of work and time...and a great deal of care to whip the boy into shape again.

"Being disrespectful certainly won´t help you...and as I can clearly hear you are not sorry at all." William had stopped but this didn´t mean that Anguo´s ordeal was over, oh no, it only began. William gripped the boy´s underwear´s waistband and tugged it down under his buttocks. They were slightly red and William would make sure to do a good job and make it sore and stingy. "You will remember this lesson well. I´ll make sure of that."

He wasn´t going anywhere until his job was done. Will moved his hand to his mouth, and nipped the leather glove off. "As you are still so keen on behaving like a naughty boy, then you´ll get a bare bottomed spanking just like one." and he raised his bare hand.

SPANK SPANK SMACK SMACK! Oh! This had to sting twice as much! Spears´hand rained down on Anguo´s unprotected bare skin, showing no mercy at all.