TW: Kidnapping, Emotions, family issues, Abuse, mentions of homophobia

The bag held many things for Toka. Practically everything in his head. Because that's basically where the bag was.

He was being guided to a room. He heard snickering as he was roughly being pulled by the chains connected to his neck and wrists. He also felt the breeze of swiftly going down what seemed to be a hall, all while being unclothed. The floor was dirty and cold and felt like people tracked in mud through the halls. The only things he was able to see were a bit of light illuminating from the bottom of the bag and small holes in the bag.

He got pulled into the place where he was supposed to be and almost stumbled on the step-up ledge to get into the room. Toka grits his teeth behind the bag. "Sorry, should have told ya." The man laughed at Toka who almost fell onto his face.

Soon, they stopped in the middle and Toka was forced to stay still. He heard footsteps. Light, yet powerful clicks, whoever it was.

"He seems a bit malnourished already. Have you not fed him this morning?" A woman spoke. Toka felt a strong domineering aura coming from her. More than any of the guys in this building.

"No ma'am. We were told just to bring him." One of the men hesitated.

He heard a few heel clicks and then what sounded like a slap. "That doesn't fucking mean not to feed him, dipshit." Toka started to swear he heard such a voice before. Especially the swearing. As he was thinking, the lady started speaking again. "You better go get him something to eat or so help me God, I will end your life." The men scurried out of the room.

It was awfully quiet for the next while. He then started hearing the lady. "So, how did you get caught by these assholes?" He felt surprised, hearing her ask him a question.

Toka bit his lip. "I... I went out with one of the men here, and I broke it off with him because he was being toxic in the relationship. Then he came back and kidnapped me." He spilled out the truth. He, for some reason, felt a comforting aura around her. He felt the aura before. Seemed like a long time ago.

There was a pause. Silence as Toka heard his own heartbeat. After a bit of hesitation, she started asking. "What's your name, kid?" He found it quite strange how this question is being asked.

"Toka, ma'am. My name is Toka."

He started hearing a whisper,"あり得ない(Ari enai/ Impossible)..." He whipped his head up knowing that Japanese from anywhere. She took the bag off his head and he saw so many tears in her eyes. "Toka. Honey. I'm going to get you out of here." He heard his mom say.

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Jeremy was quick to keep up with Rowan, who just got in the car, and was already starting to call some connections that could help with the situation. Jeremy fidgeted with the cuffs of his rolled-up sleeves. He rolled them up due to his running.

"I want you to try to get me into the building...I don't care if it's for reservation only!... No...Just get me in. I'm on my way." He sped for the building Jeremy had told him, and Jeremy was too nervous to ask Rowan to slow down. So all he could do was hold on to what he would call the "Oh shit!" bar.

They soon made it to his father's building. Rowan made no haste as to going to the door that led to the basement. He fixed the cuffs of his sleeve before pushing open the door and going straight to the desk that was the secretary.

"Excuse me, ma'am. I do have a reservation, under Jeremy's name, to see one of the items here." He cringed at his own words, vowing to never say a person as an item ever again after this. Jeremy came into view.

The woman smiled at the upcoming candidate for owning the building. "You finally came to this part of the building, your father would be proud of you!" Jeremy could only simply nod as she let them in.

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"Mom... What?" Toka couldn't believe what he was seeing. But then he remembered something embarrassing. "Can...Can I have some clothes?" Toka looked away from her and she realized that he did need clothes.

She threw a blanket over him. "This is the best I can do. If I did any more, they would probably skin me alive." She started to look guilty.

He then wanted to ask questions. "Why did you kick me out? When I tried to introduce you to Chris."

She flinched at the sadness in Toka's voice. After a moment of thinking of the words, she carefully knelt in front of him and took him by his hands, "I should have told you, but I was mostly angry at Chris, for even coming near you. Plus, your father...could be a bit stubborn in his ways. Please believe me, Toka. He's fine now. Plus, it was also protection, if your father fully knew you were gay, he'd already send you to this place. You know how he is with money."

Sighing, Toka knew his father fully well. He nodded and tears started gathering up. "Just...try to get me out of here. Please, Mom."

She nodded, but as soon as she did, she heard some yelling out in the hall, along with some sirens. "I guess I don't have to help you out, Toka. If you would like we can schedule a dinner, to talk things over. You know my number. Call whenever you can." With that, she ran out the emergency exit just in case she needed to bail.

Toka sat there in an uncomfortable silence. "She could have at least taken my restraints off..." He mumbled. He let the commotion die down, and he heard a bullet and a metal dropping from the other side. The door started opening to reveal a familiar man, with a bunch of cops behind him. It took all his willpower not to cry, now that he was going home, as he was one of the lucky ones that made it out. 

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