I Have A Butler? ((For SpankingGuy))

[Sassy_World900]

Even with the sun setting ending the day, it was rather warm out. A young man named Dane had just gotten off of work. It did pay much, but it covered what he needs. He stood at 6'2", had a slender body with little muscles. His face was covered in freckles, forest green eye and his hair was down to his neck and dark red. Wearing a casual T-shirt, jeans and flip-flips. Carrying a bag of food for dinner tonight.

He arrives to his one bedroom apartment tat he has been living in for almost a year. At the end of high school he had lost his father from an illness and was now living alone. His mother walked out on them when he was little, but he can not remember her anyway so he was not that upset about it. Life was pretty good to him. He never really asked much so he was good.

As he was eating a convenient store meal at the coffee table, he hears a knock at the door. He was curious as to who would be at this hour. It was not one of his friends because he had work today and he tends to only see them on his free days. Getting up he wiped his hands on his pants before he answers the door. "Hello. Can I help you?" he asked. Not aware that there was some food on the corner of his mouth.

[SpankingGuy]

As the sky got darker and darker, a bus came to a sudden screeching stop in front of Dane's apartment. As the doors opened, an irritated looking man emerged from the vehicle, quickly stepping out, and dusting off his clothes as the bus pulled away once again. He absolutely hated public transportation.

The aforementioned man was Neil Graves. Neil was well-built, standing at 6'4", with a lean body. He was well in-shape from his work as the personal assistant for the late millionaire, Skylar Fitzpatrick. He had medium-length wavy black hair and dark brown eyes which probably could be considered a weapon if looks could kill. Almost out-of-place for the area, he wore a black suit, complete with a red necktie.

Now, back to the task at hand. As mentioned earlier, Neil's former employer, Mr. Fitzpatrick, had recently passed away. And according to the millionaire's will, he had left his estate to the only member of his family who was still presumably alive. Around 20 years ago, his daughter Susana, who had died just 3 years ago in a car accident, had a son named Dane. He was completely isolated from the family, and not many people knew about him until the reading of the will. It was Neil's job to inform of the young man's inheritance.

Neil took a piece of paper out of his suit pocket, unfolding it to double-check that he had the correct address. Once he was sure this was the right apartment, he walked up to Dane's door and gave it a knock.

It wasn't long until the door flew open. Neil blinked, and looked over the young man standing in the doorway. He definitely didn't look like someone who has millions of dollars waiting in the bank. His clothes were messy, his hair unkempt. The food on his face was rivaled only by the rest of it smeared all over his pant legs.

Neil gave a small sigh before speaking up. "Uhm... yes. I happen to be looking for somebody named Dane who lives at this address. Would that happen to be you?"

[Sassy_World900]

As he looks at the man at the door, he was not really sure what to make of him. The first impression he got was that he was working for the government. Which worried him a little. He made sure to pay his bills on time and his taxes and he wasn't doing anything that was against the law. Then again he has been watching a lot of spy/action films as of late and thoughts kind of thoughts were rolling in his head. Still the eyes, it looked like he pissed him off the second he opened the door.

As he spoke he asked if a guy name Dane lived in the apartment and was asked if he was him. "Uh, yeah, I'm him. Dane Turner." he tells him. Turner being his father's last name. "Is there something you need of me?" he asked in a curious tone. Licking his lips out of nerves and taste some of the food that was on his face. "Oh, sorry, you caught me at dinner time." he said. Realizing he was talking with a messy face.

[SpankingGuy]

Neil watched Dane's movement's, noticing the clear discomfort the shorter male was expressing. Neil didn't pay any mind to it, though. He 's always had that effect on people. Besides, he was in a pretty bad mood regardless, what with him having to deal with Dane from now on.

Neil gave a slight nod as Dane confirmed himself as the man he was looking for. "Ah, of course. May I come in? I have important matters to discuss with you, Mr. Turner."

[Sassy_World900]

Red flags were going off of his head when the stranger asked him if he could come in. But his good heart tells him that it was okay. "Sure." he said calmly and steps aside for him to enter. He was always told to give people a chance before judging. Sure he might seem a little scary on the outside, but maybe he is a nice guy under the tough guy expression. Besides he knows how to defend himself if need be. He took karate from a young age and stopped in his final years of high school.

Inside Neil can see that the space was rather small. It was a living room, kitchen, and dinning space. Yet it was still a bit on the messy side. There was some old T-shirt laying around and a basket of clothes on top of the dinning table. Wither or not they were dirty or clean it was hard to tell, even Dane was not sure. There was also a pile of cans and bottles by the sink that was piling up. At least the place had a tropical fruity scent and didn't stink.

"Sorry about the mess." he said with a smile and took a seat on the couch. It could seat to three people and he took the seat on the far left. "So, what is it that you want to talk about? More importantly, who are you?" he asked. "I'm pretty sure I had never met you before."

[SpankingGuy]

Dane could almost see a smile as Neil stepped into the house. However, any trace of it was gone as soon as he saw the state the inside of the house was in. By the average person's standards, it probably wasn't that bad, but Neil was used to being in a completely spotless environment. If this guy was going to inherit Fitzpatrick's mansion, he is definitely going to need to better his cleaning habits.

"...Yes, well. Shall we get to business?" Neil stated, going to the couch. He hesitated a moment, dusting off the cushion before sitting down, leaving a space between him and Dane. "Your mother... do you know anything about her?" He decided to see if Dane had any idea of what was happening before going right into it.

[Sassy_World900]

As he sat down on the couch on the other side. He asked him of his mother. "My mom?" he repeats in a questioning tone. Taking a moment to think about her. "I honestly don't." he tells him. "She...she left my father and I when I really young." he said. Feeling a slight tug in his chest. For it was short of hard for him to talk about. Even if he can;t and tries to tell himself it's fine. A part of him still wonders what happened. "Um, how do you know her?" he asked.

[SpankingGuy]

Neil nodded when he learned Dane new nothing about Susana. He figured that would most likely be the case."Of course. I work... well, used to work, for her father."

Neil glanced towaeds Dane, noticing how he seemed a bit upset about the answer. He decided to move on from that. "That brings me to why I'm here. Your mother was the daughter of Skylar Fitzpatrick- you may have heard of him." The man began to explain. "Well, Mr. Fitzpatrick recently passed away."

[Sassy_World900]

He was a little taken back when he tells him that he worked for his mother's father. Which meant that he worked for his grandfather. Which he remembered asking his father about his grandparents for a class work assignment. Though he did not give out much detail on his mother side. When asked why, all he was told was that they lived a different life style from them. Never understood what he meant by that.

The stranger then tells him the name of his grandfather. The name did sound familiar, but he could not place it. But then he was really hit with news that he had just passed away. "Oh, I'm sorry." he said. He just learned he had family, but they were gone. "Were you close to him?" he asked. "Or are you the lawyer?" he asked some more. For he still had not told him who he was.

[SpankingGuy]

Neil blinked when asked if he was close to Skylar. "I... suppose you could say that." he answered after a moment, absent-mindedly wringing his hands together. He raised a brow at the next question and shook his head. "No, I was his personal assistant... butler, if you will."

Neil turned his body so he was fully facing Dane at this point. "Well, I'll just get to the point. Mr. Fitzpatrick's will had instructed that his only grandchild- that would be you- to be the sole heir to his fortune." The man said , waiting for Dane's reaction.