Little Boy

Chapter 9 ~ Blackmail

A week had passed since the incident. Faust had made sure Manta stayed home to recuperate, which put Ren in somewhat of an angry mood (though nobody was aware of this cause).

Yoh looked down and smiled at Manta, who walked close to him, holding onto his hand while the other held his school bag. He was happy to see Manta was starting to feel better.

Manta looked up curiously at Yoh, realizing the shaman was watching him, then he blushed a little. “What is it, Yoh-chan?” he asked.

Yoh shook his head with a smile. “Nothing. I’m just happy that you’re feeling better,” he replied. “Oh, Manta? Will you be okay to walk home alone tonight? I have to take care of some errands after school.”

Manta blinked, then looked at the ground quietly. “Hai...”

Yoh looked at him worriedly. “If you don’t want to be alone, I’ll walk with you. I don’t want you being scared or hurt or anything bad.” He frowned, recognizing the change in Manta’s aura. “Manta-chan, what’s wrong?”

Manta continued to look down, then looked up with teary eyes. After a moment he hugged him. “Yoh-chan, can I come with you? I don’t want to be alone...”

Yoh returned the hug immediately. “Manta-chan...” He sighed. “Manta... It’s okay. You don’t have to cry.” He smiled. “You know what? Forget the stupid errands. You’re what’s important. I’ll walk you home, okay?”

“You have too many things to do tonight, Yoh,” Anna’s voice said icily.

The shaman looked back with a bit of a nervous smile. “Anna-san,” he said nervously.

Manta looked up a bit, then pulled away from Yoh and straightened his posture. “Ohayo, Anna-san,” he said with a bit of a bow.

She cocked an eyebrow. “Yoh, I’ll take the water-meat-bun home tonight. You take care of the shopping.”

Yoh looked at Manta. “Is that alright with you, Manta?” he asked.

“Hai,” he replied while looking back to the ground, then turned and began walking towards the school again.

Yoh stood and watched Manta worriedly. “Anna-san... Please be careful of what you do or say around him.”

“The shrimp needs to learn to be strong for himself,” she snapped.

“Anna-san, hasn’t it crossed your mind that maybe something is wrong with him?” Yoh demanded angrily.

“As my fiancee, you will refer to me as Anna-chan. Not ‘san’,” she said with a cocked eyebrow.
Yoh gave her a dark look. “Anna, I will swallow rat poison before I ever call you ‘chan’.”

“Yet you call that coward ‘chan’?” she replied icily.

Yoh watched her angrily, then turned and walked away, fuming.

“And it will be me who takes him home, Yoh,” she called in warning.

Manta swallowed nervously as he walked down the hall towards the gym. Now that he was back in school, he had to obey Ren’s demands or else the Tao would carry out his threat. Slowly he entered the boys’ change room, his face red as he scanned the area. When his gaze found Horo, who was laughing at two guys who were wrestling, he slowly walked over and jumped up on the bench next to him. “Konicha wa, Horo-kun,” he said meekly.

“Hey,” the Ainu replied, then looked to Manta. “You don’t usually change out here,” he commented.

“Um... Well...” Manta blushed while staring at the floor, grasping the shorts and t-shirt in his tiny hands tightly. “I... I don’t really like... being alone...” he whispered nervously.

He blinked, then smiled some. “Well then. Welcome to the other side of the change room,” he said with a chuckle.

Slowly Manta nodded, then began to unbutton his shirt.

Horo looked to him, then blushed at the sight of his friend’s soft, pale skin. “Manta...” he said quietly and watched as Manta slowly pulled the shirt off then began to fumble at the button of his pants. Horo slowly reached over and placed a hand on Manta’s trembling hands and smiled softly at him. “Need help?”

Manta looked away, fighting tears and his face redder than before. “N-No...” After dealing with the bothersome button, he slowly pulled his pants down, desperately fighting the urge to start crying as he revealed pink, floral panties.

“Manta!” Horo yelped in a mix of shock and interest.

“Hey! I didn’t know they let little girls in here,” one of the guys declared, drawing an immediate audience to Manta.

“Manta,” Horo repeated, staring at the boy voraciously. The Ainu thanked the high heavens his shorts were lose enough to hide his hardness, then tried to give himself a mental slap for feeling the way he did about Manta, only to fail and want the blonde more.

Obeying what Ren’s note had said, Manta dressed again, pulling his gym shirt on first, and then his shorts and keeping a slow pace.

Manta,” Horid aid as he reached forward and placed a hand on the side of the childlike face. He frowned seeing Manta blushing in shame, then waited until the rest of the guys, who were in hysterics, had left. “Manta, why are you wearing those?”

Manta kept his eyes closed as he pulled away from Horo, then sighed and looked at the floor as he walked to the door.

“Manta, wait!” Horo said.

“H-Hai?” he whispered.

“Ren made you wear those, didn’t he?” Horo asked gently.

Without a word, Manta walked out of the change room.

“Oyamada, you’re up,” Feng-san called an hour later.

Slowly Manta slid off the bench and walked towards the rope that hung from the high ceiling. As he walked, a majority of the boys began to make a variety of vulgar sounds and comments.

Horo frowned, then looked at the teacher. “Shouldn’t you be stopping them?”

“Ehn,” he replied. “Boys will be boys.”

Manta slowly climbed the rope, tears threatening to reveal his silent pain. As he climbed, he would once in a while look down. “I wonder if I’m small enough?” he thought as reached the top of the rope.

“Move it, Oyamada!” Feng yelled after a minute.

Horo stared worriedly. A couple more minutes passed, then he looked at Mosuke. “Go make sure he’s alright.”

“Hai.”

Manta continued to stare at the floor sadly. “Maybe... everything else wouldn’t hurt so much,” he thought softly, then let go of the rope.

“Manta!” Horo yelled seeing his friend falling.

“Manta-dono!” Mosuke cried as he shot into the blonde, took immediate control, then caught the rope about two meters from the ground.

“Jesus Christ!” Feng yelled as he and Horo ran over. “Oyamada, what the hell was that?!”

“I... I’m sorry,” he whispered after Mosuke left his body.

“Dammit, kid! You got a death wish or something?!” Feng yelled.

Horo knelt down and hugged the boy. “Manta, are you okay? What happened?”

“I’m fine,” Manta whispered.

“Ugh! Stupid kid! Everybody hit the showers!” Feng yelled at the class.

Horo scooped Manta up, ignoring his protest, and headed for the change room quickly.

Mosuke watched with fear for his master’s safety, but not knowing what to do. A moment later, he disappeared to go and find Faust.

Meanwhile, Horo had retreated to a shower stall with Manta and locked the door. “Manta, we need to talk. What were you thinking?!”

Manta looked at him with confused eyes.

“Manta, that was no accident! You deliberately let go!” He caught Manta’s face in one hand as he tried to look away. “Look at me! Manta, what on Earth is going on?!”

“N-Nothing,” he whimpered. “P-Please let me go...”

Horo stared at him quietly, then felt a mix of guilt and hunger starting to mix in him. “Manta, please answer me,” he said quietly. “Why are you wearing girls’ underwear? Why did you let go of the rope? Why are you letting people hurt you?”

“I told you... There’s nothing wrong,” he whispered.

Horo looked at him quietly, then slowly leaned forward and pressed his lips against Manta’s, which quivered nervously. After a moment, Horo ran his tongue over Manta’s lips, then pressed into his mouth and began to caress Manta’s, while he let one hand run up Manta’s shirt to play with one nipple. After a moment, he heard Manta begin to whimper. He pulled his head back and saw Manta’s eyes squeezed shut, tears running his face.

“Manta...” Horo said gently, then he kissed the tears. “Shh... You’re so cute when you cry,” he whispered, then pulled away. “Take off your clothes,” he said as he stood up.

“H-Huh?” Manta looked up at him shakily. “What?”

“It’s okay, Manta. I won’t hurt you. I promise,” he said quietly as he began to take his own clothes off.

“H-horo-kun... I shouldn’t even be in here with you,” he whimpered. “Y-Yoh-kun will be angry.”

Horo finished kicking his boxers off and shoved the pile of clothes away, then knelt down and looked at Manta. “Yoh-kun will be angry if he finds out you let go of the rope,” he said quietly.

Manta looked at him shakily, then with a miserable whimper he began to strip while Horo turned on the shower.

“Come here,” Horo said after a minute.

Timidly Manta made his way over to the Ainu, then cried out as Horo placed his hnds on Manta. He looked down at him with a smile. “Manta... Since Ren seems to think he’s so smart, why don’t we just have fun?”

Manta stared up at him miserably, then closed his eyes and let Horo pull his face close to his crotch. Slowly Manta took Horo’s hardened member into his mouth as much as he could, and began to suck gently while caressing him with his tongue.

Horo moaned as he leaned back against the wall, then looked down at Manta. “You don’t have to be so easy with me, Manta.”

Manta whimpered, a familiar sick feeling forming in his stomach, but continued to suck, doing as Horo told him. He gagged for a moment when Horo thrust hard, trying to get more feeling, then tried to pull away.

“W-Wait, Manta,” Horo panted as he held the blonde’s head.

The blonde began to cry, then pulled away after Horo came in his mouth. He sighed sadly as Horo did the expected and made him swallow, then looked away. “May I leave?”

Horo suddenly knelt down and pressed Manta against the wall.

“H-Horo, what are you doing?” he cried.

Horo smiled. “You made me feel good. I want to return the favour,” he replied.

Manta shook his head as tears ran down his face and mingled with the water droplets from the shower. “Nono no.... Horo, please no...”

“Shh...” He began to rhythmically squeeze Manta’s member. When there was no response he squeezed a little harder, ignoring Manta’s whimpers.

“Manta, it’s okay,” Horo said as he kissed his eyes softly.

“Please... please stop....” Manta sobbed, his mind beginning to fog.

Horo frowned in annoyance, still getting no response from Manta, then slid his hands back and caressed the soft cheeks, slowly advancing one finger towards Manta’s opening.

“Please stop, Hao...” Manta murmured as he collapsed against Horo, trembling violently.

“Huh?” Horo stared at Manta is surprise. “Hao? Manta, what are you talking about?” He gently slapped Manta’s face, realizing he was beginning to pass out. “Manta, come on. Wake up. What’s wrong?”

Manta’s eyes fluttered open, then he began to whimper. “Can I please go home?” he whispered.

Horo watched as Manta pulled on the clothes, not bothering to dry off, then opened the stall and ran out as quickly as possible.

“Hao?” the blunette repeated in confusion.