Shiki watched the other man's actions with a smirk. He was planning to escape? Not likely.<br/><br/>There were guards everywhere, though no one was visible at the moment.<br/><br/>They walked up a decently long path, weaving through two gardens and a large pond with a small bridge over it to cross.<br/>Then they were at the door to the mansion and Shiki quickly dragged the other male through and straight up a flight of stairs covered in red carpeting to a small room at the far end of the hall.<br/><br/>Awaiting them was a hair stylist and an entire salon set up.<br/>The young woman glanced up from messing with one of her nails and beamed at Shiki and his new toy.<br/><br/>"Oh! You brought me someone manageable this time!"<br/>The older woman stood up and quickly hurried over to them. She was taller then both of the boys by an inch or two and the second she was over there her hands went to Shiki's mop of hair and she mussed it up badly, eliciting a growl from the young male.<br/><br/>"You need to let me cut this mop you call hair." She scolded him, enjoying the fact that she was pissing him off.<br/>"So, what do you want done to your little friend?" She cooed, still not releasing his hair yet.<br/><br/>"Jus' make him look better." Shiki grumbled, stepping back out of her reach and glaring up at her, his hair sticking out every-which-way.