One Week [Closed]

"Yeesh, would you like some fries with your salt."  A tall man stood up and shook his head as he closed the handheld and stuck it in his pocket.  "That was bullshit and you know it."  The second man, actually a teen, was absolutely furious.  As the first turned back he could see his face was completely red.  He shook his head.  "It's just a game, relax."  The man brushed some of his blonde hair out of his eyes.  The two were in an arcade, and it was rather packed.  The tall man was one many might not expect to be there.  After all, the Grand Commander of the Vizard Squadron was a big shot, why would be be playing video games?  Oh right, it's an actual legitimate hobby.  In the back there were tournaments for various games, as well as just tables for general use.  He had battled that teen for shits and giggles in a game of pokemon.  Of course, the moment the kid lost he began flipping out and making excuses.  Snopy didn't have time for it, so he was gonna go elsewhere.  He played on one or two cabinets, then went back out into the night.

He rather casually looked about.  That was only stop one on his night.  There were plenty of places he could go.  It was a full moon, so going to the park to see it reflecting off of the lake would have been a pretty sight.  He could go to an indoor pool, but then he'd need to grab his bathing suit.  Actually a top floor dinner in one of the skyscrapers might be amazing.  The city has a magnificent view when all lit up at night.  A bunch of fun things to do at night were rushing through his head as he passed various establishments.  One of which was a bar, a light bit of music drifted through the cracks in the door to his ears.  He thought he knew the song, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.  Granted he was thrown off as another...singer kicked in?  Wait that wasn't singing, it was more of an "mmm" sound.  Like someone trying to scream through a ball gag.  "That doesn't sound right."  He blinked and listened.  He heard it again.  It was most certainly not part of the song.  "Please only be one person, please only be one person."  He saw that an alleyway was in the direction of the sound, and holy crap he's seen some...unfortunate things.  Someone's mouth is covered, he REALLY didn't like the odds of him castrating someone today.

Snopy ran, since if it was one of those unfortunate times, the sooner he stepped in the better.  When he turned the corner he only saw a girl, naked, crying, and mouth covered.  "Phew... ... ... ...Oh my god."  He was relieved for a moment, then it hit him what he was looking at was still pretty bad.  He ran over to her side and kneel'd down.  "Hold on, let me get this tape off."  As he bent over he felt his handheld slip right out of his pocket, and in the back of his head, cringed as he heard it hit the ground.  He didn't worry about it.  Worst case scenario he has to replace it if it breaks, big whoop.  More important issues at hand.  Snopy pulled off the tape covering it, quickly but not instantaneously.  He was hoping to minimize the pain.  "What on Earth happened, are you okay?"  He said as he checked for any wounds, though he focused on none private areas of her body until he could get an okay to check for injury there, though those areas at least didn't have any obvious injuries, if they had any at all.

Snopy actually cringed a little as he saw her spit the panties out.  That wasn't new, but to him it was a new one.  Most of the time he's seen things similar to this they didn't stuff the poor girl's panties in her mouth.  She could have swallowed them or something if she wasn't careful.  Actually, that sounded really uncomfortable (specifically referring to not doing the natural swallowing reflex for god knows how long, the other part was OBVIOUSLY uncomfortable).  She just kept thanking him, over and over.  That is until he asked what happened.  She had been crying, but it seemed to become a torrent as she said she didn't want to talk about it.  Nay, she BEGGED to not have to talk about it.  It was heartbreaking.  "Hey, settle down.  Don't worry, you don't have to say anything.  Look I won't look or touch anything you don't want me to, but I'm trained in first aid.  I need to check for injuries.  If you aren't okay with that, then tell me if you know of any inj...eeesh."  

He got cut off as he saw her back.  Her legs and arms, from his checking, were indeed banged up, but her back was far worse.  "You're pretty banged up, actually your back is pretty badly scratched and bruised.  Not fatal, but it should probably be bandaged up.  You're not bleeding anywhere, are you?'"  He knew how these things could be so he decided to walk her through it.  There were two places he hadn't checked for any injuries.  "Look, I'm gonna need you to work with me here.  I've seen your arms, legs, and face.  I need you to check your breasts and your genital area for any signs of bleeding or anything.  If you find anything bleeding, apply pressure to slow it."  Snopy began feeling around his coat.  He usually had some sort of first aid on him, and...he face palmed.  It was in his other coat.  "And I left my first aid in my other coat, of all the lousy days to do that."  He said in obvious annoyance.  "You want me to call an ambulance?  Or the police?"  He really wasn't expecting much out of the latter, but in this case the former could be useful.  "If you aren't super seriously injured, we could try getting you to my place, since I have first aid there.  Of course if you aren't comfortable with that I could at least try and get you some clothes.  You must be freezing."  There were like a million things that needed to be taken care of for this girl and not nearly enough time.

She kept silent most of the time, she was mostly terrified.  She was rightly terrified, the whole situation was an insanely scary one.  Snopy could fight back when people tried to fuck him up, this poor girl didn't have that kind of opportunity.  She was cooperating in that she wasn't really stopping him from checking her, but she wasn't helping much either.  In fact, when a lot of things were mentioned she just kept shaking her head no.  Actually, she flinched when the police were mentioned.  "A police officer didn't...never mind, lets not make you talk about it."  He dropped that for now, though if a police officer did this he'd have some corruption to purge down the line.  She then began to explain how she was awake.  "You're sure you didn't pass out?"  He had to ask, and once he got his answer he continued to listen.  She didn't want to go to the hospital, and she didn't want to go home.  "Hmm.   This is a far more complicated situation than expected, but alright."  He checked his pockets for anything important before taking his coat off.  "Here, it's a little big, but this will cover you up."  He put it around her shoulders, she could pull it closed and, due to their height difference, it'd pretty well cover her.  All her private areas would no longer be exposed.

"Alright, if you can't go to the hospital, and you can't go home, then come with me."  He held his hand out to her as he stood up, to help her stand up.  "Lets go to my house.  Get you warmed up, and patched up.  We can go get you some new clothes once you feel a little better."  Once she was up, he'd begin leading the way, though he stayed close.  "You can walk right?"  He stayed close in case she couldn't, or she lost her balance.  "It isn't too far away."  If she couldn't walk on her own, he'd help her.  If she couldn't walk at all, he'd offer to carry her.  "If you can't walk, I'll have to carry you, since you can't stay here all night."

She was certain she remained awake the whole time. He was using his powers to the best of his ability to detect her bodily state, and nothing showed up that should make him doubt her. He wasn't exactly a medic, so he just hoped he was right. She seemed to try and smile when he wrapped the coat around her, but she was understandably unable to really get a genuine one out. She turned to button up the coat, which would make this easier. Though he didn't know what to say when she turned back and it was incredibly snug in the chest. The buttons looked like they were going to burst. "This is only a temporary solution. Try and relax, we'll get you clothes that fit." She offered to pay him back when she found a way to. "I really don't think being a decent human being warrants payback." He said, he really wouldn't accept payment. He already had more than he needed. Honestly he had no reason to snag his handheld before helping her up, he could replace it easily. He had plenty of money.

As they walked she stepped on something and hissed in pain. "You alright?" He saw her toss the glass to the side and he immediately stopped. "Your foot isn't cut is it?" He realized though he had no first aid on hand though. "If it's cut, don't walk on it. Just support yourself on my body. We don't want it to get infected." Of course no sooner does he say that then she ends up clinging to him hiding from some car. "Try and stay calm, I'll get you there as fast as I can. It'll be a little longer though cause you want to walk." He continued to lead her, unless that miraculously made her okay with being carried, at which point he'd carry her. Eventually they hit a really rich neighborhood. Upon reaching one of the largest houses, more of a mansion really, he stopped. "Here we are." It had a giant front yard, giant trees, and a long nice stone path. He lead her up the path and quickly unlocked the door. Upon getting in he took her through the foyer and into the living room. He brought her over to the couch and sat her down. "Take this chance to gather your bearings. I'm going to go get some bandages and antiseptic. We need to make sure none of these get infected." He out really quickly, but within a minute returned with a first aid kit. "How you doing?"

Snopy had to resist from rolling his eyes. He doesn't see why she should have to put energy into helping him when she's the one who was fucked over. "Trust me, even if I was keen on this payback, which I still say you have no obligation to do, the last thing I need is money." He was kinda filthy stinking rich. Granted he wasn't filthy, or stinky. He was just loaded. Of course then she offered to watch his house. That sounded weird. It was pretty, but how would staring at it help him? Oh, she meant keep an eye on it. But...kids? Pets? Well actually he always considered getting a bird, maybe a cat. But kids? He actually laughed a bit. "If I had kids...well that would be one impressive defiance of the laws of reproduction." He just shook his head. "I am not well versed in mitosis though. So until I have a partner." When the glass thing happened, and the car flew by, she ended up raising her arms up to him like a child. She was an adult, she had a rather young looking body but she had a few traits that pointed out to him that she was at least 18. He picked her up as requested, and ended up carrying her princess style cause it was easy. This sped up the trip since he wasn't escorting her.

She seemed very caught off guard by his house. Upon seeing it she complimented it. "This is part of why I feel like repayment is unnecessary." It was, he really had the necessities down and then some (by some I mean a lot). As he returned he saw her draw her hand away. "Relax, it won't explode if you touch it." As he set it down she sorta shrunk, asking for a shower. "I guess since none of this is super serious, you may as well. What do you want me to do about clothes? Should I run down and grab some while you shower? I can't really help you with the bra, but I can get you a shirt and some pants, at least as yet another temporary solution. And...um..." How to put this. "You're underwear, they should probably be washed so you can wear them." He pointed, giving the directions of the shower. "You go there, then there, then there, then loopty loopthere, then finally it's the door in the here."

Snopy sighed and shook his head.  Fine, she owes him a favor.  Not like he ever has to cash in on it.  "Fine, you win.  Just don't get your hopes up, I can't guarantee that when I have something that you can do for me that I won't get it done before I think to ask you for help."  One thing that caught him off guard was that not only would she have just rather borrowed some of his clothes, but she didn't want him to leave.  He'd understand if they knew each other prior, but not wanting the man she just met to leave seemed a little strange.  Then again, she'd be left alone in his house.  Yet somehow, if there was something to worry about, it'd have to involve him being the danger, in which case she's safer alone.  "Um, alright.  If that's how you feel.  I'll go find some clothes, you just take your shower."  Somehow, he felt like he's done this before, but the reason he couldn't quite put his tongue on. Strange girl, staying at his house. Hmm...nope, nothing. Must be his imagination. He searched around through his clothes, grabbed a plain shirt and....did he even have sweats? He thought he owned a pair but he never really wore them, so he didn't know if he donated them to charity or something. He searched through some drawers. He was about to give up, when tucked away in some off corner was a pile of clothes to be donated to charity. "Huh." He walked over and found it sitting right near the top. Hooray for procrastination!

He went to bring the clothes back, she wouldn't be out of the shower for a bit he figured, then he saw her panties. They looked kinda gross, but that was only because they had been stuffed in her mouth and had some time to marinate in the saliva. He decided to just go and wash them, if she got upset because he touched her panties he'd just point out that if he hadn't, she would not have any underwear at all. He went and threw them into the wash, setting it to a setting he was sure wouldn't damage them, and then went to go bring the girl the clothes. As he got to the bathroom, she was actually stepping out, completely naked. She began to speak to him. "Woah, sorry. Didn't mean to...wait a second." He had turned away out of decency but he face palmed. "I never got you a towel." He tossed the clothes on a nearby table and ran out, returning a few moments later with a towel. He handed it to her, making sure to keep eye contact (and prevent himself from looking downwards). "The clothes are on that table. Come out whenever you're ready. Also I hope you don't mind, I just decided to throw your underwear in the washer, set it to delicates. Figured you'd at least want some clean underwear to wear." He turned and went to go wait out in the living room. He stopped and turned. "Snopy, by the way. My name's Snopy." He continued out into the living room, where he'd sit down on the couch and just relax until she came out.

The girl immediately hid most of her body, so avoiding looking at it wasn't actually hard.  When he brought back the towel, she took it and merely wrapped it around herself until he was gone.  Snopy had pulled out the handheld and just glanced it up and down.  Huh, not even a scratch.  It didn't really change much, a scratch was only an incredibly mild annoyance.  He just placed it on the coffee table and waited.  When she finally found her way back to the living room, he found that his clothes were, as expected, way to big.  His frame was small but that didn't say anything about his height.  He had to hold his hand over his mouth to stop himself from laughing a little too hard.  "You really know how to work those clothes."  He said while holding back a laugh.  The girl began to speak up though, with hesitation.  "Hmm?"  He waited for her to continue.  She introduced herself as Yuki.  Now Snopy's pretty damned good at reading a liar, but with all factors considered it didn't occur to him that she even might be.  Her being a liar wasn't important given the scenario, she was already shaken up so lies and the truth often came out the same, and all of that on top of him simply not looking for a lie.

"Yuki huh.  Means Snow, that's a pretty name.  I like it."  She awkwardly rubbed the back of her head, before asking if it'd be okay to thank him so often.  "I don't mind, but seriously you don't need to say it so often.  I get it."  She asked to sit on the couch and he just made some space, she'd get the hint.  Of course now the fun question.  How was he so rich.  Bribe money, donations, and bounties, even if the end result was solely for the sake of helping people and harmed really no one but the greedy, didn't sound good on paper.  "Investment, I guess."  He did get some of his money from sources like that, so it was't a lie.  In fact that was how he got a portion of his personal spending money.  "Some business needed money, and I gave them what little I could offer.  They hit it big and next thing I knew I got a ton of money as thanks.  I'm not exactly an investor, but somehow I got lucky.  They still pay me too.  I have other sources, I run a bit of a business of my own.  It's...hard to explain how it functions, but helping people is a large part of it.  There are also people under me who have their own businesses.  I've done a lot for them, and well."  Actually he started to laugh.  "They're a lot like you, they just have to pay me back.  I saved most of their lives, some literally and some, as they call it, figuratively.  I kept refusing their money, but after awhile I gave up.  And when you have like 15 or 20 people like that giving you some of the profit from their business, it adds up."

Then there was the final question.  Oh boy here we go.  "I'm not drowned in work, well not anymore.  Once I got to a certain point my little business could half run itself.  I have plenty of free time, but that only began a year or two ago.  As for why I'm still single.  I mean I only just started looking a short while ago so that's one issue.  And it isn't as easy as you'd think.  I mean first off I have to weed through anyone who'd want to stay with me just because I have money.  I'm looking for someone who...clicks, you know?  It's not just a matter of finding someone to be here for me when I come home, it's a matter of love."

Yuki sat down right next to him, and she unexpectedly mentioned she's bad with business.  Someone not being good with it isn't surprising, after all it's very hard to get right, but the fact that she brought it up seemed odd.  As if she had experienced it before.  She had giggled so it could have just been a way to keep the conversation going.  "Not many are, business is complicated."  She then moved onto asking about his relationship status.  She...didn't seem to happy with the subject.  Traditional.  OHBOYHEREWEGO1  Tradition and relationships tended to go one of one ways.  Arranged by the parents for some kind of monetary or class status purpose.  He kept smiling, but it sorta melted into a "I'm smiling because I have to" type of smile.  She said she didn't understand why the money mattered.  "Out of respect for you, I'm going to refrain from answering that question.  I don't think you want to hear my take on the matter.  I'll give you the nice version and just say I honestly think you should meet someone you love, but I understand me saying that isn't helping."  

Nowadays, tradition was a bit back burner.  Most men who stuck to it, he's seen at least, tend to have their own selfish reasons.  This was reinforced by her not wanting to go home cause her father might be drunk.  He wasn't making the decision for the best interests of his daughter, odds were it was for himself.  "I'm not going to ask what you even mean by that."  Her was referring to the mom comment she made of course.  "Alright, I have plenty of guest rooms."  Snopy stood up.  He lead her down many of the same halls as before.  "Here it is, my room is down the hall so if you need me, just holler.  It has it's own bathroom, and it's nice and clean.  Actually this is the only guest room that I had dusted recently."  He had a lot of rooms, so he didn't get to all of them if there wasn't immediate need to.  "Look, stay as long as you need to.  I'm sure the whole thing still has you shaken up.  Also, need a glass of water?"  He'd offer before going to go get ready for bed himself.

Snopy got ready and went to bed, expecting tonight to at least be peaceful if nothing else. Oh boy he wished. In the middle of the night, he suddenly felt hungry. Right, he hadn't eaten last night. He got distracted by the whole thing with Yuki. He got up and headed for the kitchen. He actually grabbed some bread and decided to make some toast. Just something at least. It was after it popped up and he went to take the first bite that he heard something. Did Yuki wake up in the middle of the night and get lost? Still, something was curious about it. He went to go check it out, toast in hand cause, well, he was still HUNGRY. He was taking a bite as he caught her hand in his wallet, pulling money out. His hand dropped, leaving the toast hanging from his mouth for a moment before he finished biting into it and it just fell to the floor. He slipped up behind her. "Are you really though?" He spoke up, full volume and quite pissed as she apologized to him. "Are you fucking kidding me? I go out of my way to help you out, try to make you feel as comfortable as I can, and you have the audacity to steal from me?" He was steaming. "What the fuck? What the actual fuck? What happened to all that honor bullshit? How is it honorable to steal from the person who just did everything he could to make you comfortable? To help you?"

Then something occurred to him. "Did you even NEED my help? Did you have some friends hiding around the corner to make sure you didn't get taken by some jerk, and you just waited for someone to come by? Ask to go to their place to steal from them?" Snopy shook his head and took a few deep breaths. The fury was a little overwhelming, so he tried to calm down. "To think I actually wanted to help you. And this is what happens."

As Snopy went on and on, the little theif was more and more frightened. She was absolutely terrified. At first he was so angry that he couldn't think straight, but as it wound down he began to cool off. He was still pissed, but he could think clearly. It was an uncharacteristic amount of rage, and as he cooled he realized it was not going to help him find the truth. He sighed, normally he could keep his cool but he just hated that he'd be treated like that, even after he did so much. It's part of why he thought the whole thing was a lie. As soon as she began to really cry, Snopy shook his head. He was too nice, but at the same time that might not be a bad thing. As she finished dumping all the things she stole, she went to make an exit. "Hold it." He'd say, putting an arm on her shoulder. He didn't grab or anything. It was firm but gentle. "It's freezing out there. I can't let you go out dressed like that, you'll catch Pneumonia." Me motioned towards the couch. "Look I lost my temper, I'm sorry. I should have figured out why you were stealing from me before reacting like that. Sit down, let me get you a blanket, and lets talk this out."

Snopy was lucky. He was strong enough that he could afford these kinds of risks. Worst case scenario, she was just a thief. But between his wealth and power, he could AFFORD to search for the truth like this. If this really was a poor girl who needed help, though, he'd never forgive himself for letting her go out into the freezing cold night like that, after making her cry no less. He luckily had a blanket sitting right in the next room, so he quickly grabbed it and handed it off to her. He sat down on the couch and, had she not yet done so, would motion for her to do the same. "I'm sorry, I really didn't want to make you cry. But...why? Why steal from me after I did so much to help you?"

Snopy shook his head and sighed. "You'd be surprised how much good talking things out can do, rather than making assumptions." He handed her the blanket and sat down, and as he apologized she said he didn't need to. It was true, but. "You were wrong, but exactly how wrong is the question." So he listened as she told him everything. He did not speak, he let her tell the whole story first. He...well it sounded about right. "Ah the police, the most useless humanitarian force since the beginning of bribery." He shook his head. "The Yakuza has their hand so far up the police force's ass, I think I once saw fingers behind one officer's eyes." Snopy turned to Yuki. "Your father is a terrible father." He knows most people hate hearing that kind of thing but it had to be said. "No good father offers his daughter's body up as payment for his own debts." All of this said and done, Snopy went on to the next point.

"So why didn't you just tell me you needed the money?" Snopy asked unblinkingly. "If you had told me all of this, or even just that you're in trouble, I would have given you the money. Why just steal it? Cause you're right, I wouldn't miss it. I got mad on the principle, not because I'd be down a few thousand dollars." Snopy looked towards the laundry room. "Besides, think about this. If you have left without a word, your panties would still be in my washer. I feel like you'd want them back." He said with a laugh. Then he got serious again. "So, any clue by chance of where they're holding your sister?"

Snopy sighed as she hid in the blanket.  "I suppose that considering your experience with borrowing money was less than optimal, it would be a little...frightening to say the least."  Of course she was shocked when he said he'd have just given it to her.  He laughed.  "Well it's not doing me any good just sitting in my pocket now is it?  I have a lot, may as well use it to help people if I get the chance."  Then he brought up the panties, and she got incredibly red.  Maaaaaybe that could have waited.  "Sorry.  Guess that could have waited."  Finally he got the location.  He could just go in and beat the shit out of them, but even if he broke an arm, it'd just heal back.  He knew that there was no stomping out the Yakuza, and they weren't like the mafia anyway so it wasn't necessary.  Snopy walked over to the pile of previously stolen goods.  He left the few jewels he had lying around, and took the money. As he made his way back to where they were currently talking, she suddenly shot out and hugged him. Snopy froze up for a second, a little unsure how to react when suddenly she kissed him on the cheek. "Ah, uh, umm...no problem." He stuttered a bit, actually he was probably blushing a little if she looked at his face from this point on.

"So, how much do you owe exactly?"  Snopy walked over to the wall where the TV was positioned, reaching behind it and pulling out another stack of cash.  "For a rainy day, you understand."  He started to count the cash.  There was no way she owed more than half of it, odds were it was actually triple, so he handed Yuki the whole pile.  This should cover it, and the extra should be in case you somehow owe more.  He put both of his hands on her shoulders.  "I'm giving this to you in good faith.  Do not break my trust, alright?  I'm putting faith that you are telling the truth."  Then she told him her name, but it was different.  She lied about that too huh.  He sighed.  "Alright Ayumi.  My name is...still Snopy Saika.  And if you're telling the truth, I'll completely forgive that you went to steal from me.  No catch, whatsoever."  Snopy wondered though, would she be alright?  "Will you be fine on your own?  The Yakuza have a code, so if you simply came to pay them their money they probably wouldn't do anything to you...but."  He trailed off for a moment.  "Would you feel better if I was there to back you up?"