Ai No Kusabi Fan Fiction ❯ Forever Caged ❯ Chapter 23 ( Chapter 23 )

Disclaimer: I don't own Ai No Kusabi nor do I make any money from this fanfic.
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Iason/Riki, Raoul/Katze
Parts: 23 Of ?

 

~~**Forever Caged**~~

Marcus tapped his spoon on the rim of his coffee cup glaring at the thong of overly cheap perfumed bodies of tourist and Midasians that stopped, pointed and took pictures of him while he searched the crowd.

 

For the past two days he had thought none stop of the blue haired Mongrel and the kiss the creature had forced upon him to the point that he found himself, early in the morning, in the city, on a work day, seated at his and Aisha's favored café for almost two hours where he had met the Mongrel.

 

He was thoroughly disgusted with himself and hypocritical. Here he was the main voice that made clear how distasteful, to say it nicely, on how he felt about Sir Iason's fascination with his savage uncontrollable Mongrel pet and yet here he sat on pins and needles jumping up, figuratively speaking, whenever anyone with light blue hair caught his eye.

 

To come down and sit amongst trash just in the hopes that he might catch a glimpse of the wild Mongrel…Pathetic. Banging the table with his fist Marcus `tsked' when the delicate cup chattered over, spilling the creamed mocha over his hand, soaking into his glove.

 

Motioning to the waiter that stood at attention only for his needs Marcus paid his bill and headed to the restroom to remove his stained white glove and wash the stickiness of the coffee from his hand.

 

Stepping into the tacky décor of the public bathroom Marcus looked at the paper towels and curled his lip. Trying not to touch anything more then necessary Marcus plucked up one of the paper towels up and used it to turn on the faucet, pulling off his gloves he washed his hand not bothering to use the liquid soap that was offered on the counter not wanting its cheap scent on his skin.

 

Wiping his hand he used the wet towels to turn off the faucet. Cursing when there was no waste basket Marcus used his foot to open a stall door intending to throw the offending wad into the toilet.

 

“My god your prissiness is a fucking turn on.”

 

Taken by surprise Marcus's turned, hands on his chest shoved him hard making him stumble back and sit hard on the urinal with a grunt. The stall door slammed shut, the door locked with a click, and a small body climbed onto his lap.

 

“Gimmie me some sugar, baby.”

 

Marcus gasped as hands yanked his head back and a soft lips and a hot tongue entered his mouth, a moan involuntarily emitting from the back of his throat. Even if he hadn't seen the flash of blue hair and attractive face the spicy scent that filled his nostrils would have told him exactly who was kissing him now.

 

“I swear that high maintenance attitude just makes me wanna dirty you.”

 

Dizzily Marcus looked up into stormy gray eyes breathing heavily, the object of his obsession before him. Fingers massaged his scalp and Marcus's breath hitched as those skillful lips came down on to his again just as hard. The Mongrel's hands let go of his hair to grab his hands, which were braced on the walls of the cramped stall, to pull them around the Mongrel's body. Taking the hint Marcus tightly held the slim muscular body against his. The Mongrel made a purring sound of approval and deepened the kiss.

 

“Joshua? Customer on table six is calling for you.”

 

Marcus froze when someone came in looking for his Mongrel. “Joshua” lifted his head from his and put his finger over his lips silently telling him not to speak, as if he would, a high ranking Blondie like himself getting caught making out in a dirty public bathroom. The scandal of such a thing, Marcus blocked the thought not wanting to picture it.

 

“Could you take care of it for me Shinobu-kun?”

 

Marcus glared at the Mongrel when he started nibbling at his lips and caressing his chest.

 

“Sure. Now that that prick of a Blondie has left I'm available.”

 

Staring at the stall wall with murderous intent towards where the voice came from it took a lot of Marcus's control to hold his tongue besides it was other wise occupied as the Mongrel continued to kiss him.

 

“Thanks Shinobu. I'll take care of that prick till he cums.”

 

Marcus hissed when the Mongrel grinded his rear on his lap, hardening him more then he thought possible.

 

“What did you say?”

 

“I said I'll take care of that prick the next time he comes.”

 

“Thanks Joshua!”

 

Marcus waited until he heard the door close before grabbing the Mongrel by the upper arms he roughly held him away from him but strangely kept him seated on his lap. “You're a shameless creature.”

 

“There's no shame in taking what you want.”

 

“Even if the object of your want does not want you in return?”

 

“Oh I can safely say that you want me.” Fidget grinned as he grinded his ass down on the hard length of the Blondie again. He couldn't believe his luck; he had been flirting with the chef in the kitchen when he saw the Blondie come in and head to the restrooms, he had been working inside away from the windows, he should have known that the Blondie wouldn't enter and wait to be seated like a normal customer.

 

Marcus `huffed' and let go of the Mongrel's arms letting him touch him again. “So your name is Joshua?”

 

“Umm…well that's what I'm called here.”

 

Marcus fingered the Midas identification tag that was pierced higher up on his ear lobe, tags that all Midasians wore. “I'm assuming that this is fake?”

 

“Your assumption is correct.”

 

Marcus was surprised that the Mongrel was telling him the truth; he expected a string of lies to start flowing.

 

Fidget laughed. “What? Did you expect me to lie my ass off? That would be pointless since you already know I'm from Ceres.”

 

Marcus raised his eyebrow at the Mongrel's carefree attitude. “That's very dangerous don't you think? Telling me, a Blondie that you're here illegally?” Marcus removed the pink flower pin from blue locks, thinking to use it as a distraction from the burning heat from below, and bringing it close to his eyes to take a better look at it. The pink crushed stones looked very familiar but it was the nearly translucent yellow stone in the middle that captured his attention the most.

 

“Awwee but if you turn me in then for sure I'll get killed and then you'll have no one to play with you.”

 

Marcus rolled his eyes but it was true. He wasn't going to turn in the Mongrel for masquerading as a legal civilian for just that reason. Why? He wasn't quite sure yet. “I don't need to turn you in. I'm sure you'll get caught all by your self with your erratic behavior.”

 

“Nah baby. Didn't I tell you before that I can be anything I wanted? Anything you want me to be?” Fidget grinned as he unbuttoned the Blondie's shirt, slipping in his sneaky fingers and digging them into hard pecks.

 

“Why yo-“

 

Fidget quickly silenced the Blondie with a well placed squeeze between the legs.

 

Marcus dug his fingers into the Mongrel's hips. “If you can be anything I want you to be then you wouldn't be doing this to me.”

 

“Ahh true but then again,” Fidget caressed what he so cruelly grabbed. “I think what you want is someone that shakes the control you have over yourself. You want someone that makes the discussion when it comes to playing, like how we are playing now.”

 

Marcus gasped and tilted his head back, shivering when teeth bit him gently on the neck. Fingers tangled into his hair and he allowed the Mongrel to monopolize his movements. Just this once…

 

“That's right baby just give it up nice and easy for daddy.” Fidget grinned wickedly and shimmied off the Blondie's lap, kneeling between long legs Fidget bit the exposed flesh just the Blondie's waistband, sucking hard enough to leave a large dark purple mark. Wanting to see how far he could go Fidget unbuckled the Elite's belt and unsnapped the top button on the Blondie's slacks when the only reaction he got was a pleasing twitch from the cock hidden from his eyes Fidget continued, easing the zipper down and licked his lips.

 

Marcus watched with passion fog glazed eyes as the Mongrel spread his legs wider to fit in closer nuzzling his hard length under his briefs and he would have let the shameless creature continue with his path if he hadn't tightened his hand around the pin of the Mongrel's he still held. The sharp pain snapped him out of the daze making remember who he was.

 

“Stop!” Marcus pushed the Mongrel way.

 

Fidget made a little face. But ahh what he was able to take was pure gold Fidget thought climbing back up on the panting Blondie's lap. “It's ok sexy. We can…talk.” Fidget tried not to gag when he said the “T” word.

 

Marcus ignored him and looked at the flower pin that's design was imprinted in his hand from holding it so tightly, amazed that he hadn't crushed the delicate looking thing. It was a very lovely piece.

 

“I am a struggling waiter here. Your not planning on stealing my cheap little trinket are you? Buuuttt if you wanna keep it as a memento of our little tryst then go right ahead.”

 

Marcus glared at the Mongrel and handed the hairpin back who pocketed it.

 

“Now how about we continue huh? Just a little more? Just my lips I swear.” Fidget bragged the Blondie slowly closer to him by the collar of his shirt.

 

The door banged open. “Joshua the boss is calling for you!”

 

“Coming!”

 

Marcus growled in disappointment at the second interruption even as he thanked it.

 

Fidget stared at the Blondie and after a second pulled him roughly to him, wrapping his legs around his waist and squeezing his sides with his thighs, slanting his mouth over his before jumping off his lap. “Sorry Honey but daddy's gotta make some money.” Laughing Fidget unlocked the stall and ran out.

 

Marcus stood on wobbly legs bracing him self before stepping out. He surprised himself when he caught his reflection in the mirror. His hair was a wild tangled mess and the Mongrel had pulled out and unbuttoned his shirt, one of his hands held his pants up. His face was flushed, lips swollen and his eyes shined but it was the throbbing mark that he stared at, touching it. Marcus was horrified by his unkempt appearance even though he was filled with a sense of strange satisfaction.

 

“What the hell am I doing…”

 

Fidget waved at his boss and rushed over to the customer that was seated by the host. Taking their order he made his way to the kitchen smirking when he saw his Blondie sneak and take the back way out. Looking around him and making sure there was no one around Fidget aka Joshua walked around the corner until he found a secluded spot and pulled his cell phone from his apron and dialed.

 

“Keita?”

 

“Contact has been made with my Blondie.”

 

“Were you able to get close to him?”

 

“Ohhh yeah, did I ever.”

 

“And?”

 

Fidget pulled then flower hairpin out of his pocket throwing it up in the air and catching it. “Optical scan recorded.”

 

oOoOoOo

 

Opening and closing the front door as quietly as possible Katze just about tip toes his way down the hall to his room. He already knew he'd get hell from disobeying a direct order to return at ten last night and coming back at nine in the morning the next day.

 

Raoul should be gone, off to his labs so getting caught by him want a worry. The reason he was sneaking in like a thief was so Niko didn't see him and record what time he came in and report it to the Blondie. If anything he could hack into the entry logs delete what time he used his card key and replace the time with something earlier. Not that a few hours would matter but he thought it would be amusing if when the Blondie checked, and he would, he would see that he had been home and in bed while he had been at home.

 

But in all honesty he had just plain forgotten all about Raoul and the consequences if he did not show up at the apartment in the allowed time it took to drive from his location to Eos. The moment he stepped out of the last security door one of his people, which had come to see Alex, had spied him and stopped him from leaving. He had been about to tell Alex all about his findings of the device Guy had planted in the security's computer to jam the alarms, Katze had end up in the Tech room where they had been studying how such a crude lump of junk could override one of the most sophisticated secured systems in the galaxy.

 

Iason had taken the device and switched it with a cheap scrambler wanting Katze and his hand picked crew of professionals that thought outside the box and would have been about to come up with more then the typical “We are still working on it” answers Iason normally got from the overly educated yet simple minds of the Midasians that could not think of the impossible being possible.

 

Katze had not told anyone, besides Alex, that he was back, wanting to look over everything that had transpired before announcing his return but the word that of his return had spread like wild fire and he had been bombarded with managers, assistant managers, loaders, dealer, and purchasers. Hell he thinks even the janitors crowed around him with problems that occurred in the short time he had been away. It seemed that the prick Iason had let take over had taken it upon them selves to rewrite he's whole means of operation.

 

When he looked at the changes it looked perfect. Everything was in perfect order. Schedules for the loaders and shipments, for every department had been spot on and he could see the absolute brilliance in the new plans a sure change that would double if not triple profits if they had been running a legitimate business. As it were those plans were shit and the only thing it did was cause problems after problems until it escalated pitting crew against crew until his smooth pristinely organized little empire rained fire and war raged between the departments until sections complete shut down because of it. Having just a section close they stood to lose hundreds of thousands but to have sections…

 

After making a quick calculation of what he stood to lose if they continued one more minute as they were he had every P.I. from all ten warehouses on the phone telling them to cease with the new orders they had been given and go back to the old ways. It took him eight hours to get everything back to normal then called Iason with, waking him up at almost seven in the morning with the total loss and of the device and items that had been stolen while he had been in Eos. Iason had him come over where they had, in hush tones mindful of Riki sleeping; they had talked for nearly three hours. Now all he wanted to do was sleep for just a little while before heading back out.

 

Making it to his room without being detected Katze sighed tiredly not bothering to turn on the lights or drawing open the heavy drapes to let in some sun light but headed straight to the bathroom so he could take a quick shower before hitting the sack. His sleeping garments were already in the bathroom so after wiping himself down and stepping in a pair of loose cotton sleeping pants, Katze stumbled wearily to his bed and lay down with a long drawn out sigh closing his eyes.

 

“Did you take a wrong turn on your way back here last night? A little detour that took you eleven hours!?”

 

Katze groaned into his pillow. “Shouldn't you be at work right now Sir Am?” Katze asked, opening his eyes and looking to the Blondie seated in the dark corner of his room. Katze wondered how long Raoul had been sitting there and if he had been there the whole time since he entered his room without him even noticing. He must be more tired then he thought if he had missed him.

 

“I should be shouldn't I? I should be in the lab right now trying to figure out why every time Riki's blood is exposed for longer then five minutes it turns into nothing but thick colored water to which I have used the full vial I took before he entered the healing chambers and now need more. I should be looking into why when I try and process his blood, analyze it, all my machines go haywire and tells me every single time that a malfunction has occurred but no…I spent the whole night LOOKING FOR YOU!”

 

Katze sat up, rubbing the bridge of his nose. All he wanted to do was sleep, not have to deal with the temper tantrum of a Blondie. “Sir Am…I was unable to get away. I have responsibilities as Master Iason's Overseer and couldn't get away. I am sorry but it wasn't as if I was tramping around the city partying. Things were worst then I originally thought and I was approached the moment I tried to leave. ” Katze said irritably.

 

Raoul stood and walked over to Katze, dressed only in an emerald green robe, forcing the redhead to crank his head to look up at him. “And how am I to know that you weren't “tramping around” like you say?”

 

Angered but cautious realizing that Raoul truly was at his breaking point Katze tried to stand but was held down. “Sir Am I would never-“ Raoul's knee pressed down into the mattress between his legs shaking him from his train of thought. The Blondie was visibly shaking with barely contained rage. Not good.

 

“Never what Katze?” Raoul leaned forward, with his hands on the redhead's thighs, all his brilliant Mongrel could do was stay sitting up while he came closer or lay down and he made sure it was the latter of the two. “Never went into the Red Zone in the pleasure section of Midas and into a darkened room to fornicate with some nameless person?” Raoul hissed.

 

Katze's eyes widened, no one should know about those liaisons, he had made sure, covered his tracks. He stared up at Raoul who loomed over him in shock.

 

Raoul brushed the still damp locks from Katze's forehead. “Did you think that I woke one day and thought that I wanted you? I've always been watching you Katze. From the time you entered Iason's household till the time he cast you to the underground dealings of the Black Market till now.” Raoul moved his knee up between Katze's legs forcing him to move further up on the bed. “I've secretly checked on you, seeing what you were doing and I had noticed that sometimes you would disappear for a few hours although your entry logs would say you were somewhere else while you were in fact tramping around.”

 

Katze stayed silent. There was nothing he could say really, he was busted. Sure he had made Raoul think that he might have had sex with someone other then the Blondie but he would never have admitted it as being the truth. The way Raoul treated him and had confessed his sincerity since then Katze had stopped with that kind of talking. Not just because he had been deeply touched and pleased to know but also because if the Blondie truly felt that way about him then he didn't want to awaken the green monster within him any more then he had.

 

Blondie's did not share their things and made sure to drill that in the head of the one they had their eyes on and got rid of anyone that took the attention of the poor bastard in their clutches. One just had to look and Iason and Riki and what Iason did when Riki's affair with Raoul's female pet had been brought to light.

 

“Is it any wonder Katze that the mere mention of you with someone else angers me?” Raoul whispered feathering kisses on Katze's chest as he lowered himself down Katze's body. “The only thing that kept me from doing you serious harm was that you never found favor with anyone of them. Never saw them more then once.” Raoul slipped his hand into the redhead's cotton pants and between his legs to caress his hole. “But it did not save them, not after touching what was mine it didn't matter if I didn't know it myself. All I knew was that knowing they touched you was unacceptable and so they had to go. I couldn't take the chance that you might favor them.”

 

“You didn't…”

 

Katze leaned up on his elbows looking down at the Blondie who looked back at him with a hardened expression.

 

“I did and my only regret was that I didn't get the pleasure of extinguishing their lives with my own hands. The only reason your little friend Alex is still alive is because I know you've never been with him. Someone that you work with would disrupt you when you should be at your best and the one thing you would never do is disrupt your work, having a fling with him would do that.”

 

Katze tried not to sigh in relief but he was still glad he had the foresight to tell Alex be M.I.A when every Raoul came by. Just because the Blondie left him alone now didn't guaranty he would tomorrow.

 

Raoul took his hand out of the font of Katze's pants only to grasp the waistband and with a powerful yank ripped the thin material off of him, throwing it over to the side.

 

Katze hissed in pain as the cloth cut into his back before giving way. “What the hell is it with you and ripping shit off me?”

 

Raoul ignored him and stood, slowly untying his robe, rolling his shoulders so that it slide off and pooled at his feel revealing his nude body underneath. Kneeling before him Raoul kissed up Katze's inner thigh, sucking, making a trail of love bites inside each silky thigh, racking his dull manicured nails down Katze's trim sides and smiling when he heard the redhead sucked in a breath.

 

Katze moaned his heart racing when Raoul slowly made his way up to the junction of his legs then gashed his teeth in frustration when the Blondie changed directions and instead treated the flesh on his hip bone up to his nipple the same love as his inner thighs.

 

Raoul wrapped his arms under Katze pulling his upper body up, sucking on that tantalizing rosy peek growling when he felt nails bite into his shoulders taking it as encouragement for more Raoul sucked harder, pinching and rubbing the other before trailing down and flicking his fingertip over the wet tip of Katze's growing arousal.

 

“Nnnh!” Katze cupped Raoul's face and dragged his tongue over perfect lips.

 

“Do you want me?” Raoul whispered against Katze's lips.

 

“Yes.” Katze hissed when Raoul aligned their cocks together, stroking each other as one.

 

“Then wrap your legs around my waist.” Raoul pumped the both of them slowly while Katze followed his order. Still kneeling Raoul pulled Katze even closer on his lap, supporting his back with his one arm.

 

Katze panted and closed his eyes, all his scenes felt like they were all coming alive as he drowned in Raoul's touch. The Blondie nibbled his chin as he carried them closer to the edge. Katze tightened his legs around Raoul. “I'm almost there…”

 

Raoul smiled and let go, golden eyes snapped open and glared at him. Hugging Katze hot sweat slick body to tightly to his Raoul slipped his fingers, from the back, between the cleft of his redhead's firm cheeks. “Your Cowper's gland is working over time. You're so wet for me.” Raoul entered two fingers into Katze, scissoring in him to prepare him.

 

“Shut up and give it to me!” Katze gasped as those fingers probed him, licking his lip in anticipation.

 

“I'll make sure that your eyes only see me.” Raoul entered slowly; even as wet as Katze was for him he was still careful not to hurt him with his considerable girth.

 

Leaning Katze back in his lap so that he could penetrate deeper Raoul started to move slowly clenching his jaw in the effort not to slam into him. Molten heat encircled him but he still continued with his slow pace.

 

Katze held on to Raoul's forearms twisting his body way every so often when Raoul hit his sweet spot and the intense pleasure was too much for him to take but soon the slowness of the Blondie movements became maddening. Every time he came close to cumming the damn Blondie would stop and kiss him waiting until the need would pass then continuing on repeating with the same unhurried pace and stopping. Kissing him until his head spun. It was torture.

 

Unwrapping his legs Katze placed his feet on Raoul's powerful thighs and took over, quickening the thrusts, needing that sweet release that the Blondie kept out of his reach. Katze nearly hit Raoul when the Blondie restricted his movements. “Please Raoul.”

 

Hearing just his name slipping pass of his redhead's kiss swollen lips shattered his control. Without withdrawing Raoul laid them both down on the bed and bore down into the redhead, going faster and faster, moaning when the Mongrel under him moaned, shouted and shuddered only then did he let go and everything exploded in white light. Grasping Katze's chin Raoul swooped down taking his lips, forcing his mouth open with a little pressure from his fingers, tangoing his tongue with his as he emptied himself, every last drop, within his redhead.

 

After a while Raoul lifted his head and looked down at the already sleeping face of his Mongrel. “Look only at me Katze.”

 

oOoOoOo

 

Iason sat in his study for ten minutes after Katze left thinking. With narrowed eyes he went back word for word of what his ex-Furniture told him. With Jupiter at the reins he never once thought to look to the Black Market with any worries thinking that it would be in very capable hands and he also had other more important matters that had occupied all of his thoughts namely Riki.

 

Thinking about his beloved Iason stood and with long strides entered their bedroom and walked quietly to the bed and lay next to Riki, pulling him into his arms. “I know you're awake.”

 

Riki opened his eyes but said nothing.

 

Iason leaned forward and kissed Riki's cool bronzed forehead then sighed when his Mongrel still said nothing. “I know your having a hard him but-“ Iason raised his voice slightly when Riki `huffed' and made like he were going to interrupt him. “I still need answers from you on what happened that morning with Guy.”

 

“I thought you fucking knew everything?” Riki sneered.

 

Narrowing his ice blue eyes Iason rolled his black haired Mongrel under him. With Riki still weak he barely struggled when he spread his legs wide, fitting him self between them and held his arms above his head. “I've had enough of your mouth. You purposely anger me and try to make me jealous-“

 

“Try?” Riki laughed humorlessly.

 

“Alright did make me jealous resulting in me holding you too roughly and you sleeping a full day away to recover.”

 

“Awwee what's the matter Iason? Did it screw with your perfect schedule?” Riki turned his face away. He seriously didn't need this shit yet. Yeah sure if he talked to Iason about it the pain that threatened to crush him might ease up…but he couldn't. He knew he was taking it out on Iason and he couldn't help it, he couldn't help lasing out at him…he couldn't stop him self from doing it. If the bastard would just leave him alone for a little while, a few days at least, to just think, to deal with killing his..his…

 

Riki sighed and closed his eyes. He just wanted to be left alone.

 

“Riki!”

 

Growling Riki looked back up and his Blondie. “Fuck off Iason.”

 

“Tell me Riki!”

 

“Or what? You'll punish me? Make me your slave? Imprison me for the rest of my fucking life? I don't have to tell you jack shit if don't want to.”

 

Iason held Riki's wrist with one of his hands and grasped a stubborn set chin with the other. “So you'll make me force it out of you?”

 

“I'm not forcing you to fucking do shit. Just back the hell off about it!” Riki yelled jerking his chin out of Iason's hand.

 

“Tell me damn you!”

 

If it were different Riki knew he would have been shocked and would have laughed and teased Iason for lowering himself and cursing but times weren't different. The only thing he felt was crowded. Riki wiggled under Iason trying to get some space. “Why the fuck do you need to know so bad?”

 

“Why? Guy had an accomplice and I want to know who it was and that just the gust of what I want to know from you. You've been keeping many secrets from me.”

 

“Accomplice?” Luke Riki thought. It had to be that punk ass. Probably was trying to get him to Guy that night they met in the city. Stupid shit should have known better then to go up against a Blondie. Iason wasn't going to stop until he had Luke under his boot, bleeding.

 

“You know who it is don't you?”

 

Riki looked Iason straight in the eye. “How the hell would I know who was working with Guy? Ahhh I know it was when I went out and had a few drinks with my friends but wait…I don't have anymore fucking friends thanks to you.” Riki spat.

 

“Damn you.” Iason whispered cursing again. Iason could see that Riki knew exactly who that person was just by the look that reflected in those, pain filled, shinning pearly black eyes. “I don't have time to force what I need to know out of you right now.” Getting out of bed Iason looked down at the perfectly imperfect bronze muscular body. “But I will when I get back tonight.”

 

“Yeah, yeah. Bye-bye.” Riki put his arm under his head and gave Iason a little wave.

 

Iason curled his lip and left.

 

“Fuck…” Riki rubbed his face with his hands. The look Iason gave him had been enough to tell him he was royally screwed when the Blondie came home tonight. Standing up Riki walked naked to the bathroom and washed up then dressed in a simple black T and black pants, simple but insanely pricey.

 

Stepping out of the bedroom he was stopped by Cal standing in he way. “Move Cal.”

 

The young Furniture bowed and held out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. “You were out Master Riki…so I got you another while you were sleeping.”

 

Riki eyed the kid but took the expensive brand and gold lighter. “Yeah…umm thanks.” Turning Riki headed to the balcony. The morning sun blinded him but its warmth calmed him, soaking into his cold body. Lighting up Riki walked over and sat at his normal spot by the large fountain and stared up at the cloudless sky.

 

“Master Riki?”

 

“What?”

 

“I'll be leaving to go to the market for a couple hours…If you need me for anything I'll be taking a com with me so please call me, no matter what it is or how simple of a task it maybe-“

 

“I can take care of myself.” Riki sighed at the kids chest fallen look. “If I need something real bad I'll call you.”

 

“I'll be taking my leave then.”

 

Finally alone Riki smoked in blissful silence listening to just the wind as it rustled the leaves of the potted plants.

 

“The view is very beautiful is it not?”

 

Riki choked on smoke as a feminine voice spoke out. Wiping the tears from his eyes he coughed into his fist as he turned freezing to the sight before him. Floating slightly above the ground was a shimmering silver female form.

 

“Do you know who I am?”

 

Riki swallowed. “I've never seen you before but I'd be an idiot if I didn't know who you are.” Riki whispered. Swirling mercury eyes bore into his, a touch of fear shivered down his spin. His morning couldn't get any better could it?

 

“Good it saves me time then.”

 

“What do I owe this…pleasure?” Riki threw his cigarette behind him into the fountain and looked down.

 

“You have an acquaintance that is at this moment infiltrated Eos in an attempt to rescue you.”

 

Riki gave a sad dark little chuckle. “That's old news.”

 

“If you are speaking of the Mongrel Guy then yes he is old news, dead news.”

 

Riki glared at his feet, fisting his hand on his thighs.

 

“I am speaking of the violet haired, violet eyed Mongrel that is at this moment working with one of my Blondie's to secure the building against any new threats.”

 

Riki jerked his head up panicking. V!

 

“It has also come to my attention that two duplicates and another are helping him. You know who it is I'm talking about so do not bother denying it.”

 

“Why are you telling me this?” Riki whispered in fear to the frightening glowing form.

 

“I want you gone from here.”

 

Riki looked at her…it? In disbelief. “If you want me gone then why don't you tell Iason…err…Master Iason,” Riki corrected himself when the being narrowed its eyes at him. “Why don't you tell him to get rid of me?”

 

“Iason is my most favored of all my Elite children. At first I allowed him to keep you, after all he never broke the law when it came to pets with you. The smartest of all he found every loop hole just to keep you. But you are getting in the way. Because of you two other of my Elites have broken the law.”

 

“Two?”

 

“Raoul Am with his Mongrel pet Katze, Iason's Overseer of the Black Market, and as of last night Jerico Ervic with his pet Jade. Both have had sexual relations with their pets.”

 

“Jade…”

 

“Because of you infecting my Blondie, my appointed leader, others are looking to him and are starting to follow in his example.”

 

Riki rubbed his sweaty palms on his thighs. “What do you want from me?”

 

“As I said, I want you gone. Iason has become very powerful and if I…remove you…he will turn against me, war for control will come and when I win, and I will, I will be forced to terminate his life. This is something I want to avoid with all cost.”

 

“So…?” Riki whispered.

 

“So human, I want you to leave.”

 

“And how am I to do that? From the sound of it you don't want Master Iason to know you're behind my getting gone.”

 

Such fire. Jupiter looked at the beautiful, superior creature before her. An excellent mate for her chosen Blondie. “No I don't that is why an alarm has not been set off and your Mongrel friends are not in custody. I have made sure that the one walking my halls now is protected. What ever their plans are I will make sure it succeeds.”

 

“All this just to get rid of me, I don't know whither to be insulted of flattered.” Riki hung his head. “He'll come for me.”

 

“If you are talking about your pet ring there is nothing to worry about. I will remotely unlock it from around your genitals and you'll be able to slip it off.”

 

Riki blushed. “And if he still finds me without it?”

 

“He won't.” Now yet anyway. Not until your transition is complete. But first…

 

“How much time do I have?” Riki looked up and almost fell into the fountain behind him. The A.I. was so close, kissing close; he never felt her come in front to him.

 

“Be still.”

 

Riki froze when a glowing silver hand came to his face, touching him. He thought that its touch would be cold and since he could see through it that it would be like the wind but it was warm and solid as if it would be if anyone else were touching him. The side of his face tingled as the A.I turned his face from side to side as if studying him like one would a bug before letting him go and floating away. He could still feel its touch; it felt like it was soaking into his skin, into his blood weird as it sounded, like even if he took a shower he wouldn't be able to wash that feeling away.

 

“Your Mongrel friends are working hard so it should not be very long before they come for you. From what I see their plan is much more thought out then the thing that tried to get you.”

 

Bitch.

 

“And I would also advise you to keep this conversation from Iason for his well being.”

 

Riki thought about what Iason told him not that long ago. “And if I can't?

 

Unblinking mercury eyes burned through him “Then he dies and I'll make you watch while he screams and begs for death.”

 

TBC…..

 

Author's Note: “Gimmie some sugar, baby” - Army of Darkness :D