He didn't really know what to think of it; his heart hurt when he did. His head hung, eyes closed as he felt the first rays of sunlight stream through his single, barred window; burning through his eyelids.

Kaoru Hitachiin's eyes snapped open; his body jerking back against the cement wall behind him to get away from the unforgiving rays of sun.

He lifted his arm to shield as he bit his lower lip lightly; growling. He hated this place; but what choice did his have?

"You're awake, Kaoru?" Kaoru blinked slowly, turning his head to look out through his jail cell bars, seeing Haruhi Fujioka in her own cell; her small hands holding onto the bars as she looked at him with her deep brown gaze.

He let out a soft sigh; his golden eyes closing for a moment, "Yes, Haruhi; are you alright? I heard what happened last night." Haruhi sat back on her knees and spat at the floor, "Yeah, I'm fine. I don't really care what out 'master' does with us anymore." Kaoru gave a cold smirk, "You mean, our pimp?" Haruhi glared at the floor, "Yeah."

Kaoru turned his head from her, glancing at the stone wall across from him as he thought, "It's been…6 months, 1 week and 5 days… since the disaster."

What Kaoru was referring to was the night of November 18th, 2011: when an unknown assailant broke into his mansion home; killing both his multi-millionaire parents & kidnapping him and his older twin brother, Hikaru Hitachiin.

They, along with Haruhi -as Kaoru later found out- were sold into the Japanese sex trade. Kaoru & Hikaru were devastated to be seperated; but Hikaru vowed to find Kaoru again someday; and Kaoru hoped that he would. If he didn't manage to find Hikaru first, that was.

When his 'master', son of a Japanese mafia boss, named Kyoya Ootori, purchased him, he learned that Haruhi was also taken from her home and sold.

Kaoru felt slight comfort at having at least one person he knew; the chance that it even happened was one in a million. Haruhi the same; but she was devastated as well to learn Hikaru was seperately sold.

So, not only was it Kaoru's desire to get Hikaru back; it was also Haruhi's. The group had been like the Three Musketeers since 2nd grade; when Haruhi moved to their town. Despite their differences -like Haruhi's seriousness and poverty, compared to the Hitachiin Twins' silliness and millions- they immediately clicked; Haruhi being the first person to understand the twins; and honestly, that was all they wanted.

Kaoru was pulled out of his thoughts as the heavy metal door, that locked he and Haruhi in their part of the dungeon Kyoya saw fit to keep his slaves in, opened.

Kaoru frowned as a servant of Kyoya entered: Umehito Nekozawa; he was his and Haruhi's primary caretaker.

"Morning, darlings." Umehito cooed, his black cloak's hood hiding his eyes. He walked in between Kaoru's and Haruhi's cells, and asked, "Do you guys know what day it is?"

Kaoru looked at the cell wall on his right side; the side that wasn't the bars, and examined his deep gash marks on the wall.

"It's May 30th." He answered shortly. Umehito chuckled darkly, "Ah, yes; your… personal calendar." Kaoru rolled his eyes as Umehito continued, "While you are indeed correct on the day, Kaoru-chan, I mean it's yours and Haruhi's bath day."

Haruhi immediately ground out, "Umehito, no. The guy I was with last night was incredibly harsh; my vagina is still throbbing. I can't walk." Umehito let out a light chuckle at that, and said, "No worries, Haruhi-chan. I will carry you to the bath house after breakfast."

He then turned on his heel and left; shutting the heavy door behind him. Kaoru let out a breath, "That guy is unbelievable." He glanced over to see Haruhi biting her lower lip, "Kaoru, I'm also worried that… the water and soap will sting me…" Kaoru frowned at Haruhi's concern and replied, "I know… but it can't be helped. You know what happens when an order is refused." Haruhi didn't have a chance to reply as Umehito re-entered with their breakfast.

Kaoru frowned as their regular breakfast -a bowl of porridge- was passed through the bars to him. "Hm; was 'master' Kyoya not happy with the money I brought in last night?"

Umehito gave a soft laugh at Kaoru's obvious use of sarcasm as he passed Haruhi her bowl of oatmeal, "Ah, you always know when he's not pleased. He simply took pity on Haruhi-chan; he knows that Takashi Morinozuka is a… very sadistic customer." Kaoru nodded slowly, "Hm."

"I'll be back in ten minutes to collect your bowls, then it's off to the bath house!" Umehito announced as he made his exit.

Haruhi slowly ate her maple sugar flavored oatmeal, "Cheer up, Kao. Tonight's Wednesday; I'll bet you'll pull in some big money for our oh so gracious 'master.' "

Kaoru rolled his eyes at Haruhi's use of the term master, and quickly finished off the offending porridge, "I guess that's right; what about you? Will you be able to work tonight?"

Haruhi chewed thoughtfully, shaking brown bangs out of her eyes, "Well, I would say no, but Kyoya isn't so 'gracious' as to give us a night off; no matter how bad we've been hurt during an encounter. It's business, he says."

And how Kaoru hated this business.

Umehito was back as promised within ten minutes; he disposed of their breakfast bowls, then unlocked their cells.

"Can you stand, Haruhi-chan?" Umehito asked as he stood inside her cell; awaiting to carry her as he said. Kaoru just stood outside her cell; arms crossed, golden eyes focused on her.

Haruhi didn't respond; she just simply grabbed the bars in front of her, and hauled herself up; wincing.

Umehito nodded, and carefully picked her up bridal-style. "Alright; off we go to the bath house, darlings." He said as he left her cell; Kaoru trailing behind.

(A/N: You remember the bath house from the anime movie Spirited Away? Well, that is how I imagine this bath house looking similar too.)

When they arrived, Kaoru could tell their were other servants/caretakers with other sex slaves using it. He glanced around as the walked down the huge, single dividing hallway; recognizing some of the slaves he saw.

"Ah, here we are!" Umehito said, walking into a cubicle with a tub the size of a big hot tub.

Kaoru undressed himself and slowly slipped in; his ass barely hurting from work the night previous.

As soon as he was in the soothing aloe water, he turned his head and saw that Haruhi was in so much pain she couldn't undress herself, so Umehito had to strip her.

"Ah… ow…" Haruhi murmured as Umehito slid down her panties. "Sorry, Haruhi-chan." She gave a slight shrug, "It's fine…" Then, he gently picked her up and lowered her slowly into the water next to Kaoru.

"Kaoru-chan, I have to run a few quick errands for Master Kyoya, so take care of Haruhi." With that, Umehito made his swift exit; leaving Kaoru and Haruhi alone.

Kaoru glanced at Haruhi's slightly pained face, "Does it burn?" She licked her lips, "Yeah, kinda… but the aloe in the water is making it… not so bad…" He gave a tired smile, and turned to grab a cotton wash cloth and soap off of the ledge attached to the tub.

Kaoru had always seen Haruhi as his little sister, and felt that it was his duty to look after her; especially since they were all they had at the moment.

Haruhi turned slightly so Kaoru could wash her back. "This must suck…" he murmured, washing her shoulders next. Haruhi gave a breathless chuckle, "Yeah, well… it's life, Kaoru." He rolled his eyes as he washed the rest of her body; being careful of her vaginal area.

After he had washed her hair, Kaoru was nearly done bathing himself as Umehito returned with two towels and a fresh change of clothes.

"Ah, did you get her taken care of?" He asked, putting the towels and clothes on a table in their cubicle.

Kaoru nodded, rinsing his hair out, "Yeah." Then he stood, and got out of the tub; leaning down to help Haruhi out.

After they were both dressed and the water drained from the tub, Umehito took Haruhi from Kaoru's arms and said, "Now; Master Kyoya wants to see you both in his chambers immediately. He wants to speak with you about your patrons tonight." Kaoru and Haruhi shared apathetic looks as Umehito turned with her, and led the way out of their cubicle.

A/N: Aha, well, I had this random desire to write a fanfic with... sex slaves and shit like that. So, after a hard decision, I chose Ouran. As you can probably tell, I changed the relationships between the characters quite a bit; if I didn't, there's no way I could write this. lol Kyoya a sex slave owner... right. More like a pimp, but you get the idea. Oh, and this IS a yaoi fic for the most part; Haruhi is a main character as well as Kaoru, but she is not a romantic interest; Kaoru is still gay. Review please! ~Aly~