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SAINTS (1x1 w/DarkMukip)

“I promise, I won’t!” She said firmly, giving an oft smile. “I wouldn’t leave you like that, Aoto.”
 
Amaya didn’t move an inch as he untied her ankles, a soft smile on her face still. “I promise to earn your trust, Aoto-kun.”
 
Amaya was sure of it, with Aoto as close as he was there was no mistaking it; he was a ghoul. She could smell the faint scent of blood on him, just like Yukimura and Sasuke had. “Salted mackerel sounds good..” She couldn’t let him know that she knew though, keeping up her act for the time being.
 
Amaya gave a nod, staying where she was on the mattress as he left. Looking around the basement she found that it had no windows, and the only things down there was an old fashion toilet and a sink with a mirror over it. Besides the bed, there was very little down there, the floor and walls covered in the same tile.
She studied the mirror shortly before looking up to the door at the top of the stairs. She could break the mirror to try and use as a weapon, but her two biggest issues were that he’d hear the mirror breaking, taking away her chance of a surprise attack, and that if he really was a ghoul, the broken glass would only work on his eyes.
 
He must have thought this out extensively, there was no way a normal human would leave such an easy to make weapon within her grasp. Which meant that he more than likely was a ghoul and was overly confident that he could overpower her.
 
Amaya scowled softly, but stayed where she was, knowing she’d have a better chance of living longer if she obeyed what Aoto wanted.
 
Amaya shook her head. “I’m sure it’s fine, I’m not picky!” She said, holding up her hands. “It might be a bit hard to eat though..”
 
“You’re too kind, Aoto-kun, thank you.” Amaya didn’t show that she was bothered at all, waiting to be fed patiently.
 
Amaya are slowly, knowing so long as she kept his mood good, she could manipulate him to a degree. Still, she wanted nothing more than to get out of that basement.
 
It was like this for what felt like days; there weren't any windows so Amaya wasn't sure about the passage of time on the outside. He was nice to her, at least.
 
Amaya was glad he also hadn’t tried anything with her, seemingly content with just watching her and having her trapped in his basement.
“Aoto-kun, do you think I’d be able to go upstairs to shower today?”
 
“But I want to stay cute for you, Aoto-kun, and it’s going to get hard to do that if I’m not bathing properly..” Amaya said with a soft frown.
 
Amaya was starting to get nervous, how long would he buy her act? How much longer could she keep this up? She was waiting for Sasuke, but what if she didn’t have the time to wait for him?
Amaya smiled. “You saved clothes for me? How thoughtful. I can’t wait to try them on for you!”
 
He stood quickly and nodded, "Maybe a nice soak would be good, hm? It's been a few days, hygiene is still important," he reached to untie her hands before he stopped, "however...if you try to run from me, Amaya-chan, I won't hesitate to eat you alive."
 
Amaya nodded. “I promise I won’t try and run.” She said, turning her head away with a blush. “You can even watch me to make sure I don’t..”
 
Amaya nodded, rubbing her wrists tenderly when he released her from the ropes. “I won’t try to run, I promise.” She said.
 
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