Bleed for you

~Chapter 4~

A small word with a big meaning is pretty nice. It's a fun word to use. However a small person with a big personality can not be used. Even if you think you're using them. Most likely it's the other way around. You see Spike was always good at seducing men. Or rather he was good at being noticed by men and sleeping with them. And being left by his brother to be alone most of the time. Meant it was a moment of freedom. Where he didn't have someone else breathing down his neck. Coming home marked up and bruised and limping. Not that he bothered to deal with it. It's part of the job. Part of the fun. He liked it rough, fast, abusive nearly.

Coming home and passing out wasn't unnatural and surely it wasn't unwanted. As long as he didn't pass out at someone else's place. That was the key. Jason still haunted the back of his mind and passing out somewhere where he couldn't lock the doors and be sure Jason couldn't get back to him.

Now, being the towns most known slut red light district was no forbidden area. However much as it was. Meeting people there was just as normal as normal teens at the mall. However today his 'appointment' was late.

"Hey you? Kid? What are you doing down here?" A slightly accented voice was bouncing off the wall. Clearly too clean to belong there and too intimidating to get rid of.

"Who are you calling a kid?" Spike, at this point, was clearly no kid. Crossing his arms he watched as he was approached. The man was clearly taller than him but looked about his age.

"I can call who I wanna call kid, kid. So once again. What are you doing here kid?" He said placing a hand on his hip.

"I'm not a kid. And who the hell are you to come to me like that. Clearly if you don't know me you don't belong back her. If I were you I'd leave." He waved him off holding back his tongue. He didn't know the guy and the way he was acting he could be dangerous. And Spike had enough danger in his life. He wasn't so desperate to throw himself into it immediately.

"Oh... you're one of those kids." He said grabbing the arm of Spike. Pulling him back.

"One of those kids?"

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Lymn City... was a place that was too crowded for my liking. It's how come my place there is well out of city limits. No one even knows about the land. But it's mine. I own it and not even the government can take it from me. "Jeez... been awhile since I've been here. I bet everything is different now."

His first line of action was to head to The Red Gala. His first destination. On the invite of course. But that didn't mean he had to go it yet. He was a few days early and he didn't have to be there for a while. So a good look around the city could help him reacquaint with the lay out.

Somehow he found himself at the Red Light District. He despised this part of town. But something or rather someone caught his eye. A small figure. Slightly masculine, slightly feminine. "What is a kid doing over here?"

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The two looked at each other for a moment. The silence in the small alley pungent and suffocating.

"Yes. One of those kids." He said a bit forced. "Come on let's get out of here." He said pulling him along.

"Where's out of here?" Spike looked at him incredulously. "You can't take me anywhere."

"Let's take you home then. Just not here."

"...fine my apponitment is late anyhow. Nothing here for me anyway." He groaned and allowed himself to be pulled along.

"Glad we can agree on one thimg for the moment. What's your name kid?" The male asked the smaller male.

"Spike. Spike Williams. What's yours Golden boy?" He said pulling his arm away crossing them.

"Tonio. Antonio Versuci. Not Golden boy." He said raising an eye brow.

"Okay then. Golden boy. You gotta ride? I walked here but I didn't plan on walking back."

"I do. But you've got to respect the hell out of her. Or I will kick you out." He said before holding up a pair of keys.

"Let's go then Golden boy."