A Tangled Battle Tendency

My Poor Soul

AN: Back at it again when I should most likely be sleeping! Doing Casanova in bold in this one, Joseph is the regular font underlined is a character thinking. Also switching between Point Of Views.

~Chapter Six~

Joseph POV
     As soon as Kars was out of sight, Joseph breathed a sigh of relief. Finally. He finished his chores as quickly as possible, when he finished he put on a long sleeved shirt to hide the handprints on his wrists. He then decided to deal with the handsome man himself. He went over to the wardrobe and pulled the somehow STILL unconscious man out onto a chair.

      As soon as he looked to be in a comfortable position, Joseph tied the man's arms, legs, and torso to the chair with his hair. He was slightly concerned that he had killed the man after he didn't wake up for about ten minutes. Then he noticed Smokey sitting on the man's shoulder. That stupid chameleon was hitting the man in the face with his tongue.

     Then he stuck it in his ear, the man's eyes shot open and he jerked forward from the unpleasant sensation. When he noticed he was tied down he started to freak out, desperately trying to break free. "What the? Where am I? What is this?! Is- Is this, hair?" "My time to shine I guess," "Struggling will get you no where!" "Oh, great! My voice was like an octave higher than normal!"

   Casanova POV
     Casanova woke up to a wet sensation in his left ear. It was like a worm, it was disgusting. When he tried to get away from it he noticed he was tied to a chair in the weirdest rope he had ever seen in his life. "What the? Where am I? What is this?! Is-," he looked closer, it wasn't rope, "Is this hair?" He could've fired off a hundred more questions, but then a voice spoke up, "Struggling will get you no where!"

      Odd, they sounded just as nervous as he felt. "Please, where am I? Who are you?" There was a sound of shuffling, then his captor stepped into the light. Casanova gaped at the stranger. They were the most beautiful person he had ever seen! Long golden hair that trailed all the way to the floor, a pale freckled face, plump pink lips, and big expressive teal eyes.

   He was about as tall as him with a lean, muscular build. His body was almost feminine with how his waist curved in and his hips and thighs seemed to fill the loose pants. (;-) Thiccc boi) He had on a dark green, long sleeved shirt and brown pants. "He is very handsome," He quickly shook that thought out of his head as he remembered he was tied to a chair.

   The stranger spoke up once more. "How did you find this place?" Casanova wrinkled his nose, "Ahahaha! That, bellissimo*, is a long story," the man titled his head to the side with an obviously confused expression. "Bell-ee-see-mo? What is that? Is that an insult? Are you insulting me?"

    Casanova chuckled at the adorableness the man displayed. Deciding to be teasing so as to maybe earn some favor from the beautiful man, he said, "That, is for me to know and you to most likely never find out," at this the man got an agitated look on his face. "Well there goes that idea!"

My POV
    Joseph took a step forward with his clackers raised threateningly. "So, what do you plan to do with my hair? Huh? Are you going to cut it? Sell it maybe?" The man sputtered with a confused look on his face, "Why would I want your hair? I mean, it is nice and all, but why would I want it?" It was Joseph's turn to look confused.

     "But father always..." there was a pause as the confusion on Joseph's face was replaced with a slight wariness. "If you aren't here for my hair, then why are you here? I mean, something brought you here, fate, destiny," "A horse," Joseph's eyebrows scrunched together at that remark. "What?"

     "Listen bionda*,-" "Joseph," "What?" "My name is Joseph, not bee-own-da." "Right... So listen Joseph, the only reason I'm here is because I was running from a horse. I hid in a cave and found a tunnel that led here. I saw your tower, which I thought was abandoned, by the way, and thought I could hide out there until all this blows over or until I figure out an escape plan. I had no clue that you lived here, nor did I know about your bountiful hair."

    Joseph looked at the man. He was very confused. "According to father, anyone from the outside is supposed to take advantage of me and use my hair. This man didn't even know about me! Was father, lying?" Joseph was snapped out his thoughts when the beautiful man started speaking again. "Wait a minute! Where is my satchel?!" Joseph felt a smirk rising on his face as replied to the frantic man.

     "I've hidden it somewhere where you will never find it!" The man looked briefly panicked, but his face eventually morphed to that of relief and being unimpressed. "It's in that flower pot isn't it?" Joseph, not knowing what to do, swung his clackers and knocked the man out again. "Crap, crap, crap! Where can I hide it now?"

    He scrambled around madly looking for a good hiding place, he eventually settled on his art box. Though in his haste to hide it, he put the lid on slightly crooked. After the satchel was safely hidden, Joseph began to think. "Maybe, if I use his satchel as leverage, I can get him to take me to see the floating lights!"

    He heard the man stir after a while and looked up to see Smokey had stuck his tongue back into the man's ear. Shaking his head, Joseph went over to the man to collect his small friend. This gave Casanova a chance to get a closer look at Joseph, he was awed. Closer up, the man was still beautiful, if not more so.

    Casanova noticed the little smile the man got when he picked up the annoying lizard thing that had been in his ear again. It was a pretty smile. Joseph looked up at Casanova again and started whispering to his pet.

   "Smokey, I was thinking," at this the chameleon rolled his eyes, to which Joseph responded with a small glare. "Anyway, I was thinking, what if I convinced him to be my guide to see the lights? He probably knows the way so he could take me there and then take me back before Kars gets back! Do you think that will work? I can use the satchel as leverage. "

    Smokey got a pensive look before nodding his head. Joseph turned back to Casanova, "Alright, I have decided to trust you!" He declared, Casanova gave a bored expression and replied, "A horrible decision really," Joseph rolled his eyes and continued on.

   

-Bellissimo/Beautiful
-Bionda/Blondie

AN: Hey peeps! Me again, please please if you are reading this comment! I would love to hear your thoughts on anything! Stay safe everyone!