Morning. Worst fucking time and it didn't help being in this shit hole of a castle for the rest of his life. His sleep was bothered by a man waking him up like a freaking child slapping away his hand. "...God.. what's so fucking important!? You couldn't wait until I woke up?!" Kuroro shouted out completely grumpy now.

"Shut up, I'm to look after you now and I'm not lenient like Lily." he stated. "And I won't hold in my opinion like she does then cry when your not around." he added. "So what I say goes; get dressed you're going down to breakfast." he demanded.
[hmm what do you think we should do about Kuro and Haru?]

Kuroro had to get off the bed still cranky as hell crossing his arms up. "Get out so I can get dress." he bluntly said.
(I don't know... < 3 > you have any ideas? Like punishment or something...)

The man pulled his hair, "What the hell did you say to me?" he growled. "What your tone." he demanded.
[hmm well fist we'll have to work on Kuroro's attitude.... Lily tried and won't be back for a while maybe this guy will show him how much he fucked up the good thing he had going in the beginning and he can try to get that back by changing]

"Ow Ow Ow!! Don't pull! I just need my privacy!" Kuroro flailing his arms around shutting his eyes.
(Hmm... I see, I see~ Let's see how it goes.)

"You don't get any anymore." he stated letting go. "Get dressed or I'll do it for you." stated the man serious. "
[okay.]

"..You're not my mother... asshole.." Kuroro thought to himself putting on the clothes from the dresser still very tired and yawns very loudly.

"Alright, get moving or I'll carry you out." he said opening the door. "Come on, move it."

"Don't.Tell.Me.What.To.Do! I'm not an animal!" Kuroro grabs his own head getting dizzy very fast stomping out of the room.

The man pulled his hair again then pulled out a knife. "I unlike the king have no sympathy for you and care nothing for your safety." He stated. "So shut your mouth and don't speak." he commanded. "The only reason you aren't dead is because the king says you are not to be severely harmed. But then again he never said anything about taking a finger of two... or that I couldn't take them from you or your friend." he smirked. "Disrespect me again and I'll cut a finger off his hand, he's so beaten cause of you doesn't look like he'll live much longer to need it anyway." he let go of him then pushed him forward, "Walk."