Savin' Me

Sorry its short, been ill and busy this weekend. And there’s no action in this bit, but there’s a lot of Iruka. I also watched a lot of Anime this weekend, stuff I bought at the con. I was disappointed I didn’t get to meet Stephanie Sheh, (Hinata’s American voice.) Way too many people in the lines, I made a complaint about it. Well, at least I have already met Yuri Lowenthal and Tara Platt earlier this year. I bought Initial D, and Ghost in the shell Solid State Society, the next Naruto (8) and the next Eureka Seven (7) funny that my equal favorite VA is in all of them… But I caught up with old friends, one of them gay, though he was undecided when I saw him last. And I have yet to decide where to put my new wall scroll with my two favorite sensei’s and the kids. So if I can kick off this cold I have I hope to get the next piece a little longer. It was so hot today, unusual for October in Melbourne. So enjoy, Fyrbyrd.

Savin’ Me continued…..

Iruka was dressed in tatty old clothes as he came into the town again. He had a small backpack, and a staff, but that was all. He stopped at several businesses seeing if they had work for him, and when told they didn’t, he begged for food. He decided to only try half to begin with, then try a few farms outside the town. He got a day or so on the farms, but soon returned to the town.

But that work on the farms had established him, and as he tried more of the businesses around town, the farmers could recommend him. Still if he did happen to strike something it was very short lived. So he moved on to his target. The brothel.

He went to the back entrance and did his usual request. But the house manager said that he had nothing for him. He was about to leave when he heard another voice, Hirose himself.

“You, can you clean?”

“I can do anything sir,” he said bowing.

“You know what we do here?”

“Yes sir, I know this is a brothel.”

“You might have to clean up some messy things, can you do that? You may see things no normal man might want to see. And if you do it all stays here in this house. The last cleaner told someone something that should not have left this house, he has been silenced permanently, do you understand?”

“Yes sir, I understand. I have kept secrets for my masters in the past.”

“Oh really, and who were these masters?”

He smiled, “That too is a secret.”

Hirose laughed, “Very well. I’ll hire you; I will need more hands before the yearly event anyway.”

“Event?”

“That’s a secret you will have to earn.”

“Thank you sir.”

“Master Hirose. I own these premises. You can start in the whore’s room. If they happen to be in there at the time, just work around them, but don’t take any of their shit, you are there to do a job. I keep my place clean.”

He bowed.

“Oh, what is your name?”

“I am called Iruka.”

“Very well Iruka, Renji here will take you to the supplies and show you the rooms you will clean, then any other cleaning duties he might have.”

He bowed again as the man left.

“Come on,” said Renji. “I’ll give you some clothes; the master won’t like to see you in those rags. Do you have a place to stay?”

“No, I’ve only been in town a couple of weeks. There is some space in the supply cupboard; it’s the best I can do. If you can be trusted you will be needed at all hours, so you’d have to live in.”

“Trusted?”

“There is a further area downstairs that really important clients use. And our star male attraction gets played with down there.”

“Male attraction?”

“We have two male whores. One Shingo, he works up here with the girls, and then there’s the Bitch, he’s a slave owned by the boss. The Bitch can’t talk and he can be a little disobedient at times, but he rakes in the money. So don’t touch the merchandise, the girls—and boys—are off limits, if you want them off the beds you have to change you roll them off and listen to them bitching, they might even slap you around once they know who you are. Do as the boss said, work well and keep your mouth shut, there are privileges to working here, but only when the boss says.”

He followed Renji as he was shown around the place, then he got what he would need and began to work. The whores were sleeping in their own rooms, so he was to clean their “work” rooms first. Sometimes they slept in the work rooms which is what Renji meant by rolling them out of bed. Most of his hours would be early morning till a little after noon. Then he could rest until he went to work in the whore’s room while they worked, and had another rest period before morning. Of course there might be times he would be called to clean up the work rooms if they got too messy. He just hoped he could learn every thing about the place, and be trusted enough to check out down stairs. Becoming a cleaner had worked out much better than he thought.

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No one bothered him in the first few days; everyone either ignored him or looked at him curiously. The place went through sheets like anything, he was glad Hirose had hired a very good linen service. There was also a bag of them in the room that the girls used after seeing a client and had to go out again. One morning after taking them all down to the pick up room he was walking past the kitchen and felt like having a cup of tea. He sat down while the kettle boiled and soon found a woman in a tatty yukata and a cigarette handing out of her mouth.

“Oh shit,” she said on seeing him and quickly got rid of the cigarette. “Don’t tell the boss you saw that, we’re not allowed to smoke inside. If he knew he’d beat me.”

“Ah, thanks okay,” muttered Iruka as she tried to cover her naked breasts, he knew she had done that on purpose.

“Can I have some tea?” she asked.

“Sure, I’m just making some.”

She sat herself down at the table and was rubbing at her eyes, her breasts once more making an appearance, and she only slowly covered them.

Iruka ignored her and moved to get another cup. She sighed noticing that she was being ignored.

“I bet Renji gave you the do not touch the merchandise, huh?”

Iruka didn’t turn as he got the pot ready, “Yeah.”

“But I don’t think that is why he is not noticing you deary,” came a male voice.

She looked up at him and Iruka turned to see him standing there, Shingo, the other male working there. He had a very short robe on that came to his upper thighs, this brought Iruka’s eyes.

“See, he likes boys. You can try me any day honey,” said Shingo.

Iruka blushed and turned back to the pot feeling a little flustered.

“Oh damn,” said the woman making sure she was fully covered.

“You’ve been smoking again haven’t you Aya?”

“Oh shut it. I had a shitty night, all older guys that thought they could still do it like they were young. Premature ejaculators the lot of them. One lasted less than a minute, idiot, mustn’t get any from the wife I guess.”

Shingo sat down next to her and parted his legs, he too happened to be naked underneath, “Oh I don’t get those, mine want to fuck me for hours.”

Iruka heard a slap, “Dream on Shingo. Oh and I don’t think your little display is attracting him any more than mine did.” She said looking down at his groin.

He crossed his legs in a hurry, “I’m sorry for her talk ah…?”

“Iruka. My name’s Iruka. Do you want some tea too?”

“That would be wonderful Iruka, you’re a real gentleman.”

“I’m just the cleaner.”

“I heard there was a new one.”

“Oh wow, Iruka this tea is exquisite,” laughed Aya

“So is he,” said Shingo.

Again another slap from Aya, “Stop that, he didn’t even look at your dick/ I don’t think he’ll be going down on you anytime soon.”

“Maybe he’d like me to go down on him?”

Iruka got up quickly and put his quickly emptied cup in the sink and hurried out, “Sorry got work to do.”

“See now, you’ve scared him off. He doesn’t want you Shingo, leave him be.”

“I bet he’d go for the Bitch if he saw him.”

Another slap a lot harder sounded, “Shut up Shingo, you know he’s off limits to everyone.”

Iruka’s heart was pounding as he retreated to the cleaning cupboard. He didn’t think he’d get teased by the whores there. But making friends with them would not be a bad idea, he was sure they would know a lot about the place. He’d heard a few more mentions of something called the event coming up, it was a yearly thing, but that was all he had learned.

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Naruto was having a much tougher time learning about the slave trader. A lot of people didn’t want to admit that they existed, but others were sad to recall the loss of someone to them. He had leaned of at least three different traders. But was able to eliminate one who dealt in farm workers only. So that meant he had to find two others and hope that one of them was the one to have taken Kakashi.