The ships parked on the dock, and the day went on with the usual morning routine. Merchants were already setting up stands, nobles were approaching the castle--a normal morning. That included the ships lined near the end for slave trade. Though looked heavily down upon, the imperial family refused to make it illegal--or rather, they couldn't make it illegal. What with the kingdom's laws stating that slavery was just a part of their lives. Those weak to live were not meant to be treated as humans. It was at that morning when young Katsuki Bakugou snuck out the castle to see the grand ships. He didn't mean to run into the slave-dealer. Even so, they offered him a slave--one of gorgeous beaty. "This one catches the eyes of many, but I'll be sure to keep him for ya, prince," he said, spitting at the ground. "A rarity, really. I'll sell him to ya for..." The man seemed to think about it. "Five thousand. No more, no less." Katsuki had frowned then. "I don't have any money on me though." The man gave a bellowing laugh. "Alright, princey. How about I save him for you? It'll cost ya more though." He only saw a good bargain. Katsuki remembered that he nodded eagerly. He didn't realize that it would lead to him now. Twenty years later. With the most gorgeous slave he had ever seen in his entire life.