Ura-Omote Host

01:

"I want to be a person just like you, can't you see?" ~Joy Dreamer, Self-Inflicted Achromatic

I gasp for air. The thoughts in my head swirl around, distracting me from all the people I see. A spotlight shines where I am standing. Everybody out there...they're all perverted men. Am I...no, they didn't actually mean it. I'm not actually being sold...right?!?

"Here is Miss Shiro Tsuki, being sold for $1,000,000 dollars. She can: cook, clean, fulfill any "desires", and do gardening work. She will not cry, shout, or talk without permission..." The announcer says. The list just goes on and on. Tears well up in my eyes and I hope and pray that no one will raise his hand.

But then...somebody does.

"I will take her for $1,000,000!"

"I'll taker her for 1,500,000." Another man shouts, holding up his hand.

"1,750,000!" The other screams.

The other man that offered $1,500,000 slowly lowered his hand. The first man licked his lips and rubbed his hands together. A shiver went up my spine.

"I will take her for $5,000,000 dollars." The creepy man stopped in shock as this mono toned voice spoke.

"SOLD FOR $5,000,000!" Father yells.

Before, I was just in a daze. But now...I let out a sob and fall to my knees. This isn't really happening! I look down at my knees and notice what I am wearing. I-I'm wearing barely anything! Just see-through lingerie.

"Come on backstage after the show and we'll finalize it."

"Wh-what show?" I whisper.

Father picks me up by my hair and gets in my face. "You'll be showing off."

"Showing off?" Before I could say anything more, he rips of the little clothing I do have on with one hand, the other still tangled in my hair. More tears flow out of my eyes, but I know better than to let out a sound. The men in the crowd let out an "Ohhh" while some unzipped their pants.

"Well...?" My "boyfriend" asks.

Show off? Show off what?

Dad lets go of my hair suddenly and I almost collapse to my knees again. My boyfriend, whose name was Taylor, grunted impatiently and grabbed both of my wrists with one hand and pulled me up. I can't cover myself...what do I do?

Fifteen Minutes Later

"Mhm, yes, I see." The man says. "She is quiet beautiful." I blush a little.

"Isn't she?" Taylor smirks and pushes  me at the man.

"How old is she?"

"Fifteen."

"I have some boys at home around her age."

"That's great!" Dad exclaims. "Right, Shira?" Dad asks through gritted teeth.

I gulp and nod.

One day later:

I sit silently in the limousine. I was surprised at first at the car, but then I remembered that he bought me for a high price.

"Shira."

I turn my attention to the man.

"You do not have to perform any sexual acts, nor do you have to wait to be spoken to to speak. I am a butler at the Hitachiin residence. We have been looking for a new maid as well as the madam looking for a girl she could treat as her own. We also have our two young masters, the twins Hikaru and Kaoru Hitachiin."