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SAINTS (1x1 w/DarkMukip)

Amaya held her head, unable to find her phone or think coherently, slumping back against the door with a groan.
 
Aoto pulled up to his home and moved to pull Amaya from the car, carrying her inside and down into the basement under the stairs. He set her on a small mattress and tied her hands and feet to keep her from running off.
 
Amaya didn’t struggle at all, too out of it to try and fight him off, and from the looks of it she was going in and out of consciousness.
 
It was several hours of watching her before she started to stir. It was small at first, only small twitches of her hands, but soon she was groaning and opening her eyes.
 
Amaya looked to Aoto with confusion when he spoke, unsure of who he was. She vaguely remembered meeting him at some point, but her memories were hazy; had she passed out, and where was she now?
“Where..?”
 
Amaya felt cold panic grip her entire body, and she scrambled up the best she could with her hands and feet bound, staring at him with wide eyes. Had he drugged her? She could barely remember the day before, and she had a pounding headache.
 
“You have me tied up!” She snapped at him. “Did you drug me?” Her head was still hazy, but even then, she didn’t recall seeing him slip anything to her.
 
Amaya had to do everything in her power to keep herself calm, heart pounding in her chest. “Let me go now.” She demanded.
 
Amaya felt her mouth grow dry, so he was a ghoul? “I wouldn’t do that, not if you let me go without hurting me; you’re a fan right?”
 
Amaya felt like screaming, having to swallow a noise of fear; so this was something he had done before? “What do you want from me?”
 
“You can’t just have me, I’m a person..” Amaya knew her trying to reason with Aoto was like trying to reason with a wall, but she had little else she could do. She didn’t know where her cell phone was, and she couldn’t check to see if she still had her panic button with him looking.
 
Her blood ran cold when he said Sasuke’s name; how did he know about him? “N-No, Sasuke’s just a body guard, we aren’t an item or anything..!”
 
Amaya clenched her fists and lowered her gaze, a soft frown on her face. “So what are you going to do to me?” She asked quietly.
 
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