General RP Owed Debt (Knight_of_None)

For the first time, Elliot didn't resist as Sam carried him out. Lee was once again left alone with the yakuza. Not that he minded it, they knew how much he wanted to stay. It was strange after seeing his friends. They truly were determined to help him.

He didn't tear his eyes away from the passport and box as it slid over to him, silently nodding. "Yeah, yeah..." He and Elliot were too alike, it seemed. He thought Sam had a mouth on him, but Elliot surprised him. It wasn't the first time witnessing Elliot's mouth, but... he had a feeling that maybe, just maybe, Elliot was trying to swap places to save him. There was a good chance he was wrong and that Elliot was just stupid, Lee wanting to believe the latter.

Looking back, Ishida disappeared somewhere in the penthouse. Crouching down, he picked up the things that fell out of the box, putting them back carefully. There were plenty of things in the box that he hadn't seen before or for a long, long time. Standing, he wandered back into the main area of the penthouse, relieved to spot Takahashi. He quietly approached the other, sliding the box over to him, the Chinese passports sitting on top. "I just... I never knew." He had no idea what to say or think. Why keep such a thing a secret? Then again, he never understood the way his father thought.
 
At the posed question, which Lee had expected, he nodded toward the passports. He sat down beside the other, slumped over. At first, Lee wanted to take actual offense to what Takahashi said until the pieces connected. He supposed he was right, then again, he did see some of his mother in himself, mostly in the eyes and maybe even the facial structure. How was he supposed to know what made him Asian?

Was he bothered? Sure, he couldn't understand why it was kept a secret. Finding out he was whatever part Chinese, well, it was interesting. He shook his head, "No. Just typical secretive bullshit." He long ago gave up trying to understand the bastard. All he could do now was accept and move on. Ishida seemed to like it. He managed to replace one Chinese tea boy with another. "It's useless trying to figure out how my father thinks. But I don't get hiding something like this."

With a small groan, he leaned back, frustrated over the whole thing. The things the bastard kept from him... "I can only wonder what other things he hid from us..."
 
"Second family? Secret royal blood? Maybe your actually a superhero." Taka said as he looked over to Lee from the side "Families and Secrets are not uncommon, they only come out when. It's time. " Taka said touching on Lee's back gently. "And you have much larger things to worry over than such a small drama."
 
The many things Takahashi rattled off actually made Lee laugh. What if he were secretly royalty? It may have been a better life than he lived with his shitty father. Being with the yakuza actually made things better, somehow. In the end, he supposed Takahashi was right, especially the latter. Why waste his energy on his father, whom he cut out of his life, while he needed to focus on pleasing Ishida? At this point, it was all he wanted to do. "You're right." Smiling gently, he leaned back into the touch. "And to think I'd get a therapist out of all this." He joked, amused by such a notion.

"Heh... Imagine that, Ishida beating a secret prince." He had to laugh at that. "I wouldn't mind it then, either." He felt he would still be the same, masochistic and submissive. Alas, he wasn't anything special.
 
"I think he would only be just as cruel only to a nation of slaves." Taka said simply as he quirked a brow at Lee's word of choice. A Therapist hm? "And I am not much of a therapist in my books. " He said as he hooked a finger underneath his collar. "Don't therapists act in the patients intrests?"
 
Just as cruel, he couldn't be more right about that. Ishida would have the time of his life owning and abusing a prince, and Lee wouldn't be able to get enough, much like now. "Mmm... I disagree~." He felt the slight tug on his collar, Lee leaning a bit closer to Takahashi. He loved it for things like this, his owner or handler finding some control over him through it. "I think I would have snapped by now with everything Ishida's put me through." He wouldn't have it any other way. He'd take the abuse and then vent and ramble with Takahashi, his voice of reason. After that conversation on the roof, the man reminded him he very much wanted to stick around.

"Are you looking to destroy me, too~?" His words amused him.
 
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