Hot Gimmick Fan Fiction ❯ Given No Choice ❯ Chapter one ( Chapter 1 )

Given No Choice

 

 

A/N: Once again sorry for any out of character ness, and I do appreciate constructive criticism and I would love to know what you think.

 

Disclaimer: I don't own Hot Gimmick or any characters affiliated with it, Miki Aihara sensei does.

 

 

 

Chapter 1

 

“Mother, I have called this meeting with you to discuss the matter of my personal slave,” Ryoki Tachibana announced, he looked as stoic as always, as if nothing was important enough for emotions. “The slave that is now currently in my possession is…” Ryoki paused, “well lets just say he is old.” “Of course Ryoki we shall set out early in the morning to the villages,” Lady Tachibana-sama simpered. “Pageboy,” Lady Tachibana-sama's voice immediately became imperious,” send out a missive to all the villages. It will read,' all able bodied, youthful villagers, who are unmarried shall be ready for inspection Monday morning. If chosen the person will say goodbye, pack then will be promptly brought back to the castle to be slave to my son. By her royal highness, Lady Tachibana-sama's royal command, be ready.

Bright and early Monday morning the Tachibana's set out for slave hunting. The first and second villages were busts, Ryoki wrinkled his nose sniffing, swept a calculating glance at the lined up humans and promptly stepped back into the carriage. At the next village Ryoki stepped out of the carriage and sniffed, he could make out the most intoxicating scent. The scent consisted of vanilla, a hint of cinnamon, sakura blossoms, and the sweet, sweet fragrance of honey. `I wonder if what they say about woman and the smell of honey is true.' To the relief of his mother, Ryoki walked up to the line of people stopped a few feet away to study them. After a few seconds he walked up to the line and started sniffing the woman. `Could that mean he…no, no that's to ridiculous' Lady Tachibana-sama pondered. A slight frown soon marred Ryoki's handsome face, Ryoki had sniffed every woman even those who weren't eligible for slavery. `Why have I still not found the scent?' Ryoki questioned himself impatiently. “Someone isn't here who is she and where is she?” Ryoki demanded in a tone that said, `someone had better answer me or else.' A still good looking woman of her late 30's stepped up and volunteered,” My daughter Hatsumi ran off to the forest in that direction,” pointing her index finger the way she went, ”I am terribly sorry but she was upset over something and I couldn't keep her here.” Mrs. Narita bowed back to her spot then stood.

Ryoki sniffed again and sped off in the direction implied. `I have to find out exactly who the person is who owns this delectable scent.' Ryoki ran and sniffed his way to a clearing; he stopped dead in his tracks. `This is her, I have to get closer so I can drown in her scent.' Ryoki walked forward until he was about a foot away and stopped, Hatsumi had quite her pacing and peered up at Ryoki. `Oh Kami, this is her, she's beautiful.' “What do you want? I don't feel like company right now,” Hatsumi choked out then started sobbing wildly. Ryoki, discomfited, did the first thing that came to mind: he wrapped her in a hug and growled low in his throat, like a purr. ` Moans inwardly she feels sooo good' Soon he felt her sobs subside and could smell calm replace hysterics; a pair of arms encircled his waist when he stopped his purr, “ No, don't stop I feel safe and warm.”

`Why do I feel safe and warm?' Ba-bump ba-bump `Why is my heart pounding?' Hatsumi dropped her arms but Ryoki stayed like he was and started sniffing. “Wha what are you…” Hatsumi eeped when Ryoki dropped to his knees and started sniffing her crotch. Ba-bump ba-bump ba-bump “ Oy, what do you think you're doing?” “ Just answer a question I had,” Ryoki replied vaguely. “ Well it's decided, you will be my slave.” “NANI????!!!”