Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Something About Him ❯ The Request ( Chapter 8 )

VegoSacomoto~~Indeed I will reveal who “her” is. I wouldn't leave ya hanging like that! ^_^

Katan really is kind, oddly you're one of my first readers to actually like him lol.

 

Deangelised~~Thank you for pointing out the typos! This thing has gone through 3 proof readers, but some stuff still slips through the cracks, keep calling them out as you see them!

 

As for the people who would be ashamed of a gay BDSM novel, well, they shouldn't be reading my stuff anyway lol

 

I have decided that once it's finished I will pursue turning it into a manga. Speaking of which, I don't know if you've ever seem/read Ai No Kusabi, but there is a very good fan fic of it that is being turned into a manga. It is called Taming Riki and it is by Kira Takenouchi. Check it out, you'll love it, I promise! Also, these beginning chapters are quite short, so, just for you, I'm posting 2 chapters this time around. Enjoy! ^_^

 

A/N: Back inside Jason's scrambled little brain!

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Chapter 8

The Request

 

Jason was deep in thought all through dinner. He was replaying everything that he thought had happened the day of the auction. He saw it clearer and clearer each time. He was horror-stricken that he had made such false assumptions against his vessel master.

 

he is not my master!

 

All the kindness Katan had shown had been genuine; the only actor among them had been Jason himself.

 

What have I done?

 

When Estevan brought Jason to his room he barely noticed what it looked like. He went directly to the bed and lay down, still lost in his own thoughts.

 

I was lucky enough to end up with possibly the nicest vessel in the world, and I made him hate me. If I had just been good to him, maybe he could have helped me find Kara.

 

Tears began to stream steadily from his eyes as he thought about his sister. He missed her so much he felt a very tangible ache inside when he thought of her. He kept seeing her in his mind's eye, being sold as a love slave or worse. She was pretty, that may keep her alive, but would it be a life worth having? Maybe she'd wish she was dead…

 

Kara, I'm so sorry I left you.

 

He lay crying for hours. He cried until he had no more tears, just dry sobs. Finally there was a timid knock on the door, and Mark's head poked through.

 

“Jason, are you awake?”

 

Jason sniffed and turned to him in response.

 

Mark walked forward, grabbing the box of tissues from the bedside stand and handing them to Jason. He sat on the edge of the bed as Jason blew his nose.

 

“I know a lot has happened to you in the last week. I'm sure it's very overwhelming, but I promise you, nothing so terrible will happen to you here. I hope that you believe me now, that Katan is a very good man, and an excellent master. Please don't cry.”

 

“It's not that…”

 

“Then what is it?” Mark's eyes filled with sudden worry and he glanced at Jason's bandaged feet. “Is it your injuries? They haven't become infected, have they?”

 

Jason gave a weak smile, because he had nearly forgotten about the throbbing pain in his feet.

 

“No, it's not that either…I'm worried…” Jason paused, looking at Mark, as if deciding whether he could trust him. “Kara, my sister…I'm worried they'll sell her as well.”

 

Horror registered in Mark's eyes. “That is why you wanted to get away so badly?”

 

“Yes…I have to know that she's ok. I promised my parents I'd take care of her.”

 

“You can ask master Katan, I'm sure if you explain he will look into it for you.”

 

“Do you really think he'd do anything for me? I mean, after the way I've been to him…”

 

Mark smiled. “I'm sure of it.”

 

“Will you ask him for me?”

 

“Jason, I really think this is something you should ask him yourself.”

 

“I…I'm afraid..”

 

“Well now that's just silly. He's your master, you have to learn to trust him sometime.” Mark rose from the bed. “I'll let him know you need to speak to him.”

 

“But…”

 

“Oh, I originally came in here to deliver a message. Your training begins in three days.”

 

“Training…”

 

“Yes, you must be trained to be a proper slave.”

 

“I'm no one's damn slave!”

 

“Jason.” Mark's tone was a warning.

 

Jason sighed, and quieted as Mark turned to leave.

 

A few minutes later Katan came in, wrapped in a burgundy robe and carrying a tumbler filled with a very strong smelling drink. Jason thought idly that he didn't even know his drinks, so he would have a lot to learn as a slave.

 

But I'm not a slave, so what does it matter.

 

Katan sat on the edge of Jason's bed.

 

“Mark said you asked to see me.”

 

“Yes…” Jason felt too ashamed to look the man in the eye, he felt so stupid for thinking he was some kind of monster.

 

“Look me in the eye when speaking to me. Some masters forbid eye contact from their slaves, but I require it.”

 

It took some effort for Jason to look at him.

 

“You've been crying.”

 

“Yes.” Jason's voice was a barely audible rasp.

 

“What is it you wanted?”

 

“My…I…Mark…” Jason drew in a shaky breath.

 

“Do I make you nervous?”

 

“Uhm…”

 

“Tell me the truth.”

 

“Yes, a bit.”

 

“Jason I do not wish for any of my slaves to fear me. Respect me, yes, but not fear.”

 

“I'm not your slave.”

 

“Well, if you're not my slave, and I'm not your master, I guess I have no obligation to listen to or act upon your request, whatever it is.”

 

Katan rose, and began to leave.

 

“No, wait…please…Master.”

 

Katan stopped, and turned back to Jason, who rose from the bed and kneeled at his feet.

 

“Please…I know I've not earned any privileges…and normally I wouldn't dare ask you for anything…but this isn't really for me. It's for my sister. Please, I'm so scared that they've sold her too. I couldn't bare to think of what would happen to her.”

 

“How old is she?”

 

“14, Sir.” Jason's heart sped as he realized his mistake. “Master! 14, Master.”

 

Katan smiled at Jason's sudden willingness to please.

 

“She won't last long on the slave market if she is sold.”

 

“I know…please, is there any way you can help me find out? I have to know if she's ok.”

 

“Of course. I will look into it.”

 

Jason looked up with tears brimming in his eyes. “Thank you, Master!”

 

“Try to get some sleep now. Hopefully I will have word in the morning.”

 

“Yes Master, thank you.”

 

Katan left with a smile on his lips, clearly impressed by the glimpse of obedience Jason was capable of.