The place looked incredibly posh, and Toko couldn't help but forget his worries for a second as he craned his neck to see more of the beautiful place. it had golden round lights everywhere. and a table which resembled a reception. Now that he was inside, Toko felt strange that a mafia hideout would look this amazing. He always imagined them to be dirty, dull, and packed with a few chairs which they use for discussions. He even expected hidden maps around. But this place was the polar opposite of what he expected. Even the walls and tabled were painted gold. Maybe even real gold! Like, it was mafias he was talking about.

Some of the securities guided him away from the reception to a corridor, and started walking with him following. They walked for at least 15 minutes, but finally reached a door. Even that was of gold, and had interesting patterns on it. Toko looked at it nervously, this was the door that awaited his fate. One of the guards opened it, and a yell welcomed them.

"YOU LITTLE BRAT! DON'T YOU KNOW THAT I DON'T LIKE HOT COFFEE? AND WHAT IS THIS? A DEAD RAT? I TOLD YOU TO MAKE ME A CUPCAKE! AND IT LOOKS HALF BURNED AS WELL..." The person's voice trailed away as he saw Toko and the guards. Toko took the time to look at the situation. A boy around his age was wearing a maid dress, tears streaking down his face. A beautifully baked chocolate cupcake was kept on the table, along with a steaming coffee. Toko instantly felt for the poor boy, the insults playing again and again through his head.

"Haven't I told you to knock, guards?" The man sitting on the chair behind the table asked in a dangerously calm and silky voice. One of the guards, the head probably, bowed 90 degrees.

"We are sorry, sir. When you told us to deliver him immediately..." The man waved a hand.

"I will forgive your stupidity for now, only because we have a guest. Next time..."

All the guards gulped, then bowed and left. Now it was just Toko, the boy and the man.

"You, this trash is inedible. Make me some new ones." Saying so, he threw everything to the floor. Toko widened his eyes.

"Um, sir, it did look good. And the cupcake looked far from a dead rat."

The boy smiled gratefully at him, but it soon faded when the man held an evil smirk. 

"Now, being our guest, I expected some manners. Did you really thought that crap tasted good? Or do you wanna lick it off the floor to taste it?"

Toko flushed. The boy looked hurt as well. That person was one heck of an evil guy. The boy was dismissed, and it was just Toko and the man.

"Theodore Glass." He introduced.

"Toko Aoi" Toko said moving his hand forward to shake it with Theodore's, but the man slapped it away.

"I don't go shaking hands with my slaves, no thanks." Toko's eyes widened. Slave?

"Your maid outfit will be given by Sasha when you reach the maid's room. Your schedule will be with her as well. And if you do any work in the wrong way...There are no chances here for mistakes, so you better be careful. It's not like the slut house or whatever you worked on before."

Toko's blood boiled. "Excuse me, I worked in a bakery!"

"What did they eat? You?"

Toko flushed again. This guy was real annoying and evil.

"Just go to the maids room, kid. You will get all your clothes there."

Toko left the room, still feeling empty. Was he send to be a maid? Then the image of the boy came to his mind. He sure as hell won't let anyone treat him like that. 

He reached a room with the sign 'FOR MAIDS'. He knocked the door timidly. A girl with ginger hair answered.

"Oh...You must be the new maid. I'm Raika. Nice to meet you. Come in."

She moved inside a bit to let Toko pass. There were 10 to 15 maids here. Toko shuddered slightly.

"Everyone, this is Toko Aoi and he will be one of us from now. Everyone introduce yourself please."

"Sasha"

"Gumita"

"Aiger"

"Wakiya"

"Dante"

"Cuza"

"Ukyo"

"Akira"

"Honey"

"Naru"

"Kit"

Toko's heart sank. It was the same kid from before.

"Basara"

"And I'm Raika, as I told you. Your dress is there." She pointed to a closet, but before Toko could go in, Raika whispered in his ear, pulling him lightly towards her.

"Don't wear something too revealing. You don't know the son of the mafia, Shu Kurenai. He's such a pervert. Most of us had lost our virginity to him." Toko shuddered. A mafia, a maid dress and a pervert. What's better?

After changing, Toko looked at himself in the mirror. He looked so vulnerable and petite in the dress. It went too high to his thighs and showed a lot of his ass even when he bends a little. This wasn't a good sign. But it was the longest maid outfit he found, and the shortest one will show half of your underwear when you wear it and stand up straight. He wondered it the mafia's were just trying to strip them off their dignity making them wear this.

Toko went outside to ask how it was. And when he was in front of everyone, he felt all of their eyes on him. And one of them got a nosebleed, making Sasha fume.

"Cuza!" Cuza giggled. "Sorry, but man, you look so sexy in it, try not to get fucked by master Shu, huh?"

Toko started feeling uncomfortable, and Kit noticed that.

"Guys, I will take him out to show him around, huh? Do all your work, break finishes in 3 minutes."

Everyone started to move around leaving or wearing their bows on the head, which luckily Toko didn't have. Kit held Toko's hand and lead him out.

"Thanks for standing up to me today." Kit murmured quietly. Toko smiled.

"You seemed like you were in trouble, so I just helped. Besides, I don't like people getting hurt, physically or mentally."

Kit smiled. "Let's be friends?"

Toko grinned as well, "Yeah! Let's!"

It was night, the others left for bed. Toko was the only one awake, or so he thought. He was arranging a few books on the library shelf in the hideout, which looked untidily scattered. But then, he felt arms around himself. Before he could turn, the owner of the arms pulled him close and grinded Toko's rear on his front. Toko tried not to groan at the feeling, the person behind him was already groaning slightly. Then Toko blushed realising that he was totally bending over a second ago, trying to find a book which fell under the chair. Oh no, this is bad...

"You like that..?" The voice was deep and seductive, and it gave chills to the teenager. Toko looked at the person in the face for the first time when the person slammed his back to the wall, making them face each other.

The person looked a lot like the one Raika described back in the maids room. White hair, red eyes, overly handsome...

It was the mafia's son, Shu Kurenai.

TBC. 

Dunno if it was good, but it sure as hell was perverted slightly, but the next chap would probably contain a light smut. Don't like smut or innocent? Don't read the next chapter.
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Fin.