Ai No Kusabi Fan Fiction ❯ The Unexpected ❯ Naming ( Chapter 2 )

The Unexpected

Chapter Two: Naming

Disclaimer: The Ai no Kusabi world and its characters were created by Reiko Yoshihara. And the puppy is based off a real counterpart.

Author Note: Thanks Kira for your support and help!

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When Iason returned home to the penthouse he found it quite and still. Daryl greeted him at the door with Raoul, who had learned of the puppy he had received as gift. "Where is Riki?" He knew where ever Riki was the puppy was too.

"He fell asleep on the couch no too long ago." Daryl said, glancing toward where Riki was lightly sleeping near the windows. With a nod Iason dismissed him and proceed to where Riki lay. Sure enough, right next to him on the floor laid the slumbering ball of fur.

But that wasn't what held Iason's attention. Riki's peaceful face did. While Riki hadn't awoken, someone else had and was peeking its face over the edge of the couch looking at Iason and Raoul who stood just behind him. Two blue eyes meet Iason's and a white tail thumped a few times. The puppy then jerked its body, let out a little huff and gave a long "Rouou" before scrambling around the couch to Iason. This little "Rouou" was enough to stir Riki, considering this little vocalization was done right next to his head.

A few light moans of discomfort had Iason focusing on Riki again as the man slowly came to and rubbed his eyes. "Baka dog." He groaned softly, his eyes blinking from the light before focusing, and seeing a figure looming over him. He took a sharp breath of surprise, but quickly his mood soured, seeing another figure behind Iason. "What is he doing here?"

Amused as always Iason's eyes were light with it while is face was emotionless, and he quickly moved to discipline his pet. Grabbing an arm he hauled him forward over his legs with such forced his pet landed on all fours. His breath knocked out of him Riki didn't even have a chance to think before he felt the biting sting of his master's hand on his rum. With a cry of surprise he quickly scrambled off the couch and glared at his master but held his tongue.

Oblivious to the tension growing in the room and upset at being ignored by Iason the puppy whined and gave a weak woof bark while jumping at his legs. So desperate for his attention she lost her balance more than once. Riki grew more agitated with every second Iason ignored the puppy. "Pick her up already!" With a growl of frustration he made his way around the couch to pick her up. "Would it kill you to pick her up? I don't know why she seems to want your attention, you ignore her." Iason crossed his arms, narrowing his eyes at his pet.

Proceeding this, the puppy began to growl and struggle out of Riki's grasps. In seconds one sharp puppy tooth sunk in and Riki nearly dropped the fragile life. Iason quickly grabbed it with one arm and took Riki's wrist with the other, looking at where the puppy's tooth had struck. "Damn sharp teeth, shit." Before Iason could reply, he realized the puppy had anchored its back legs into his arm, allowing it arch its neck and proceeded to lick is neck and chin. Riki was grinning to ear to ear. "SEE! That's all she wanted. You're always mean." Iason lifted his hand to slap Riki and Riki was off running, laughing before he could get in a hit.

"Riki get back here!" Iason was furious, but puppy was still in his arm and still licking away, unheeded by Iason.

"Hell no!" Was all Rik managed out as he was laughing his head off from the door way of a neighboring room. Iason finally put the puppy down and proceeded to stalk toward Riki. The puppy on the other hand beat him to Riki, who was now on the floor gripping his ribs. As Iason was about to grab Riki by the hair the puppy gave a lunging pounce onto Riki's groin and landed quite painfully. At ten weeks old the puppy was at about ten pounds, ten pounds landing squarely Riki's precious part. To make it worse, the puppy was oblivious to the pain she had cause, scrambling up his chest to start her tongue assault on Riki, stomping on his poor groin eve more.

At this point Raoul reminded them both that he was present. "Strange how that animal bites your pet after his bad behavior." Iason laughed openly at this, since Raoul had a small smirk of his own. He didn't feel the need to correct Riki now. However, Riki didn't find it funny at all. Swearing under his breath he shoved the gently puppy of his chest and rolled to his knees.

The puppy was still wanting Riki's attention and demanding it by licking every bit of exposed skin she could get her tongue on. Even as Riki rolled into a ball to try and escape as he couldn't manage to get up from the pain below it was useless. Iason finally took the puppy and held it away from him as it was trying to nibble him and was almost ripping his outer coat. "Daryl, tend to him." Was all Iason said before turning to take the puppy to the table, allowing himself and Raoul to inspect her closer.

All that handling was something the puppy wasn't use to unless it was play and as far as she was concerned, it was definitely not play. She was soon growling and trying to bite both Iason and Raoul to get free. Finally giving up on a serious examination Iason put her back down, since Raoul had been able to hold the puppy too.

Riki was starting to right himself, with Daryl's help of course. And a good thing too, because she went directly to him and would have pounced him again given the chance. Riki was not at all thrilled to have Raoul in the penthouse. However, Iason noticed Riki couldn't focus his attention on the them. The puppy was keeping Riki's attention, keeping Riki from glowering and getting into trouble with his mouth.

Perhaps the puppy would be useful after all.

"Did it come with a name?" Iason turned his attention back to Raoul.

"I think so, mentioned somewhere." Iason replied, taking out the letter, the very thing that gave the puppy away. Raoul had caught him reading it, and he pestered Iason until he knew what the letter was about. Scanning the letter Iason did indeed find a name. "According to this her name is Sephria, named after the ice blue moon of the planet she was born on because of her eyes."

"Its fitting." Raoul stated who prepared to leave, having seen the puppy. "I'll keep your secret, Iason." He was shown out by Daryl.

Once Raoul was gone Riki brought up the issue about potty training the dog. Riki had picked up the puppy while explaining the pros and cons of what was suggesting in books. While he waited for Iason's to reply he unknowingly clutched the puppy tighter to his chest. Something that did not go unnoticed by Iason.

"I will look into was can be done, Riki, but start training the dog to go outside of the penthouse on the balcony." With that Iason turned away to head for his study, need to finish some things before relaxing for the night and inspecting Riki and Daryl's work with the puppy's stuff.

Dismissed Riki breathed a huge sigh of relief. Smiling down at the puppy he carried her toward the kitchen to find Daryl. "Make one of Iason's favorite meals, kay?" Daryl knew what Riki was up to but decided to go along with it.

Iason ended up in his study till dinner time. Afterwards he sat on the couch reading bits of the various books delivered with the dog. Riki was busy playing with the puppy with a remote controlled ball and had taken a seat not far from Iason on the couch. The puppy soon tired and Riki picked up the toy and puppy before lying down next to Iason, his head brushing Iason's thigh. He dozed there while Iason read on, but it wasn't long before Iason's hand strayed from the book and found its way to softly petting Riki's head.

Though these moments were simple, quite, and peaceful, it was short lived. When bed time came Iason found just how powerful his new puppy's lungs were. Because Iason would not allow the puppy into his bedroom they found the only way to hush the puppy was for Riki to sleep with.

A daily routine soon followed for the rest of the week. Riki would have to sleep in his bedroom with the puppy. When morning came there were accidents from Riki not getting up quickly enough because it was obvious the puppy couldn't hold it. After the third day Riki was programmed to the puppy's 'I got to go NOW' noise and would get Sephria out in time. Riki had also pulled the training crate for Sephria out. The idea was once she got use to sleeping alone in the crate for her naps during the day she could advance to night time too. But it was slow going and Iason was seriously thinking about contacting the trainer suggested.

In the mean time, Iason had contracted a number of high profile architects about his new found problem. One known for taking on challenging projects was enthusiastic and was hired under sworn secrecy. When the puppy reach three months the hired tech found a solution. Within a week necessary parts had been imported that were not found on Amoi.

But during those weeks everyone in the penthouse was a mixed ball of emotions. Iason was finding the puppy to be amusing and a useful tool in keeping Riki out of trouble. Riki was having to learn from trial and error even with the number of books help on training the Sephria. But Daryl was finding the added chore of cleaning up after the extra member of the family anything but rewarding. Though sometimes watching Riki's frustration while trying to teach the puppy and the puppy's clueless expression.

All in all it had many ups and downs that everyone felt, except the puppy. Each day she and Riki grew closer Iason became a little more jealous. Having been deprived of much of his normal activities with his pet his behavior too shifted. Luckily the puppy was starting to accept a few hours at a time in her kennel without a big fuss, and it wouldn't be long before whole nights.

Beyond what went on inside the penthouse Riki was totally unaware what preparations Iason was making. Two weeks after the puppy had turned three months to the day Iason took Riki and the puppy to a hotel for a few days with only giving Daryl warning. Luckily the penthouse suite had a small garden and tiny lot of grass for the puppy. One reason Iason had picked the hotel, even though Riki found out really quickly the hotel did have one draw back. It did not have any private elevators. Meaning people saw the puppy and by the second day rumors were circulating of Iason Mink having a strange creature of white fur, giant paws, floppy ears, and ice blue eyes. The hotel suite was completely tiny compared to their penthouse and Riki was finding it quite quastephobic.

"Iason, why are we here, I hate it." Riki complained on their third day at the hotel. He was laying flat on his stomach with his arms and head over the edge while he was playing with Sephria. She had adapted well to their move and her kennel cage was set up in the corner nearest to the door of the bedroom. Iason sat at the head of the bed, reclined against the headboard reading in one of his robes.

"Hush pet, necessary renovations are taking place and that's all you have to know. We'll be leaving in a day or two." While there were no furniture to tend to their every need the hotel was going to exceptional ends to please the head of the syndicate and his pet.

"I was reading those books again, and the one that has everything ordered by their age says she's about the age she needs to start to get use to crowds." Riki and sat up and was facing Iason from the foot of the bed, Sephria engrossed in her toy. Iason paused at what he was reading and looked toward him.

"And?"

"Well…. The hotel lobby seems like a good place to start. It says to start with a meeting place for people but not noisy or really crowded." As he was explaining this Riki went to the bag that held almost all of Sephria's things. Pulling out the book he brought it over to Iason and flipped to the desired page before handing it to Iason.

"Hm…" Iason quickly read the section as Riki laid down next to him. Sephria attempted to jump onto the bed but as always so far she couldn't make it and fell down in a heap. She made her way over to Iason's side and poked her head over the edge and watched them. "Alright, but behave Riki. I'll inform the hotel."

Riki knew that 'informing the hotel' meant to keep from someone causing trouble with Riki because he was a mongrel. When Riki wasn't with Iason he didn't wear usual clothes that pet wear. He wore outfits similar to that other mongrels did, only Iason had a tailor and designer use better materials and keep his pet looking good in a fashionable manner.

"Oh, and you'll be wearing you collar." Iason even dare look at Riki. He knew the fit that was to follow.

"WHAT! No way!" Riki was now sitting up away from Iason with his arms cross and the pouting face Iason loved.

"Pet, don't argue with me or I'll have to punish you." Arguing didn't co-inside with pouting. But Iason had a surprise for Riki. "Come pet, I have a surprise for you." Leading his pet from the bedroom with Sephria on their heels Iason went to his coat he had worn for the day hanging by the door. He pulled out a small long leather box. Sitting down at the couch in the center room Iason handed it to his pet. "Open it"

Riki slowly opened the box, a little nervous about what this gift could be. Iason rarely used such means to give him a gift; normally the Blondie would put it on himself. Inside the box was what looked like a chocker necklace. Black leather and silver chains entwined in an inch long band. In the center that centered was a silver plate with the engraved initials: I.M. "It's just a collar."

"True, but did you recognized it as one when you first looked at it?" Iason watched his pet carefully. He had these specially made off planet be a famous jewelry for his unique designs.

"Well no.. But.." Riki looked at Iason in the eye. Sighing he pulled out the collar and fingered it, and suddenly saw there was a matching set of bracelets only with no plate.

"I know how you prefer to be independent, but there are times where you need to have my proof of ownership. Unless someone was to really look they wouldn't recognize it as a collar. You'll just look like a wealthy mongrel to those who have no idea who you are."

"I didn't think about it like that…" Riki laid out the set on the marble table in front of them. Sephria interrupted his brooding by noising his arms and giving a special "rooouf" that Riki had come to know well. Standing up he walked toward the glass door connected to the balcony garden and let her outside.

"I'll wear them." He said to Iason as he returned to the couch and sat in his lap. Not that he had any choice really Iason mused. Iason held his pet close, running his fingers up and down his arm, kissing his forehead, then his neck. Riki closed his eye and leaned back in his master arms, his breathing changing rapidly. With a chasten kiss on the lip Iason set Riki on the couch much to a certain mongrel's displeasure. However Iason headed to the door, and allowed in dinner. Riki hadn't even heard the polite chime. Red faced he headed off to let in Sephria who at staring at him through the class door.

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The following morning Riki found himself waking up as he normally did, to a woofing and whining puppy. Getting up he quickly let her out he led her to the balcony door and proceeded to let her out. Taking her bowls from her stand he headed toward the kitchen. On his way he gave Iason his morning kiss at the table before getting Sephria fresh water and her morning meal. Having done this he went back to Iason and proceeded to sit down and eat.

When breakfast was done Iason kissed Riki goodbye and left for work, Riki in turn let Sephria in and headed to shower. As she usually did she followed Riki to the bathroom. At home Riki would have to shove her outside of the bathroom or she'd try to get in with him. For some reason she didn't try to in the hotel bathroom, she'd play with one of her toys while waiting for him to finish.

Once done Riki put on a bathrobe, started to towel dry his hair, and headed toward the walk in closet with Sephira in toe. Riki always found it strange how she would watch him with a notched head when he was naked or changing. Today was not different and threw the large bathrobe over her body and she floundered in it while he dressed. By the time she got out of the mess Riki was completely clothed. Dressed in his normal black style he went to get the new collar and bracelets Iason had given him.

He put her outside while grabbing some treats, a toy, her collar, and leash. Putting the treats and toy in his jacket he fetched Sephria and they headed out. As they began their decent to the lower floors Riki put on his collar. Luckily the trip down was without incident, though Sephria wasn't quite use to the elevator. They were smooth and silent to a human's ears, but it was just so unnatural to it all for a dog it took some getting use to. She used the back wall and Riki's legs as a brace.

When the doors open Riki lead Sephria toward the exit doors. When he reached them he turned left and walked the entire wall. He had taught her how to walk and she did that well in the penthouse, but now there were people, new sounds, and new smells that distracted her. He stayed out of the way and far from people the open area of the center of the lobby was almost completely empty, Iason always got up early and Riki always got up with Iason. Iason did not like having breakfast without Riki.

It was apparent that the rest of the hotel guests were most likely still sleeping. After being under the scrutiny of the hotel front desk staff for nearly twenty minutes Riki headed toward the lounge off the side of the open area. From there they would watch people coming and going for a few hours or so. Taking off his jacket Riki sat down on the largest couch, it was long enough for him to lie down later if he felt like it.

Taking out the ball with a rope attached to it toy he left Sephria off her leash for a while and tested her return commands. She did well; only a few times did she make him have to repeat the command because of being distracted. When the first elevator with guests Riki put her leash back on and decided to move to the very rim of the lounge. There she'd be in easy view of anyone walking by.

Riki attracted just as much attention as Sephria did. It wasn't just that he was a mongrel, but his fashion was dark while everyone else was tailored in fine light coloration. With his fashion, skin color, and the dog, he stuck out like a sore thumb. Eventually a confrontation did indeed happen. A Blondie from one of many space colonies was visiting Amoi on business. And when he walked into the hotel he was accompanied not by one, but two pets.

The Blondie didn't even noticed Riki, but one of his pets did. The gasp from his pet had him focus in his pet's direction and then in the direction his pet was looking. Right at Riki and Sephria; both lay back, through the puppy gnawing on her toy and totally oblivious to the heated gaze they were receiving. It was oblivious to the Blondie that this was ordinary mongrel. His cloths were of fine materials, but he was a mongrel none the less, and did not belong in the hotel.

"What do you think you are doing in this hotel mongrel?" Both pets had never seen a mongrel, only heard about them, and both were horrified.

"What does it look like?" Riki crossed his arms over his chest and leaned more into the seat.

"How dare you! You are not fit to be in this hotel; only the high class and elite can grace such, not scum like you." He approached Riki and stopped within a foot of him, the Blondie's pets following his lead and looking down at Riki with distaste from behind there master.

To Riki it was obvious the Blondie was a hot head. But the hotel manger was quickly approaching from behind them. Riki shifted his body and put his hands behind his head. Before the Blondie could again verbally attack Riki the manager intervened. "Is there a problem?"

"Yes there is a problem, you have allowed this mongrel filth into your hotel and I will not stay in any such facility that allows such stench to mingle with better class." The two pets lifted there nose at Riki as their master vented. The manager was not fazed at all; Iason had stayed true to his word in alerting the staff Riki would be doing downstairs.

"I'm afraid sir, you are gravely mistaken. While he maybe a mongrel he required to be here with all rights that his master allows." The Hotel manager placed himself off to the side be centered between the Blondie and Riki.

"For a furniture his behavior is rude and his attire is that of a commoner." The Blondie said in a dismissive manner as if that explained everything.

Riki couldn't help but laugh, and laugh loud. "Man you're an idiot, I'm no furniture, I am fully functional!" He was still laughing even as he spoke. He tilted his head back, keeping his eyes on furious Blondie. If the Blondie would just look he would see the plate with his master's initials.

"Who is his master, I wish to leave him a message on his… his… pet's behavior! Who would ever want a mongrel for a pet?" The Blondie directed his anger on the hotel manager at this point knowing the laws about pets. Riki was again laughing.

"His master is Sir Iason Mink." Silence followed. Three pairs of eyes landed squarely on Riki.

"Impossible!" The Blondie said in disbelief, but there they were, the initials: I.M. square center on Riki's neck.

"Like my collar?" Riki was enjoying himself, he'd get some punishment later, but the Blondie was the first to step out of line. "Its not as flashy as my gold plate but my master says it fits me well."

During the entire time Sephria was in between Riki's legs, nervous from the angry voices, but Riki's calm had her feeling safe. At her current size her head reached Riki's knees. The audience throughout the lobby who could see her was now whispering with the news that Riki was Iason's Mink's pet. Now what was another tid bit to talk about was what Sephria was, how cute she was, and what her she was for.

The Blondie tried to keep his dignity and walked toward the front desk. To say that you weren't good enough to stay in the same hotel as Iason Mink was a political or business death wish should anyone find out.

As things quieted down Riki couldn't help but wonder how and when the gossip of this little event reached Iason. He hoped it wouldn't be till after he had a chance to tell him, even with the possibility of Iason punishing him, he thought it was funny.

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Sure enough the gossips reached Iason before he even reached home. Though he wouldn't even know what was circling if Raoul wasn't always telling him. Iason was not left to wonder what of the stories were true. Luckily the hotel manager was awaiting him to give a word for word fact base for him. In the end, Riki was out of place, but he didn't start the confrontation. Iason had found just talking to Riki on some things have worked. Something that had only been work for a little over a year, but many times it still didn't work.

When Iason entered the suite it was apparent from the noise coming from the main room that Riki was in another play session with Sephria. When he stood at the door way he found more than that. The room's objects had been moved from their play, but they were no where in sight. For a moment; then suddenly a running puppy high tailing it around the furniture toward him, Riki behind her yelling "I'm going to get you!"

Sephria diverted her course going around another set of furniture with Riki chasing her. Normally Iason would stand and watch this play, but when Riki was running past him Iason use his strength to snatch Riki. "Hey!" Was the only out burst from Riki. He struggled a bit but quickly gave up. "Is this about today?"

"Yes. You know better Riki." Holding him back to chest Iason leaned over to talk into his ear. Sephria came searching for her playmate and stood in front of them. She stared at them with the normal notch of her head, waiting.

Riki sighed and leaned into Iason's warm arms. Even though he was in trouble he felt good in them. "Yeah, yeah, I know. I won't do it again." A chuckled vibrated from behind him and messaged his back. A hand slipped under his shirt, caressed his abs then fingered his nipple. A kissed on his neck at the same time and he was instantly developing a hard on.

A "Rurroo!" told them both someone was not happy being ignored. A frustrated groan game from Riki throat as Iason released him.

"I can't wait to get home, then Daryl can puppy sit!" Riki stomped off trying to get his mind and body off of sex. Iason's laughter erupted throughout the suite. Iason went about selecting their dinner from room menus, secretly knowing they'd be returning the following day. Riki was in for a surprise.