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Chapter List
- 1-BOUND
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 14-Fourteen
- 15-Fifteen
- 16-Sixteen
- 17-Seventeen
- 18-Eighteen
- 19-Nineteen
- 20-Twenty
- 21-Twenty-One
- 22-Twenty-Two
- 23-Twenty-Three
- 24-Twenty-Four - END
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~ Twelve ~
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Bodily thrown into the shower stall by the cat, who was most definitely not a cat, I barely threw up my hands in time to keep my face from getting bashed into the tile wall. That's when I discovered that the water was scalding hot. My skin turned bright red on contact. "Ow! Shit!" Hissing in pain, I threw myself out of the direct spray and grabbed for the cold water knob. It wasn't even on. I twisted it hard to get the water down to a temperature I could bear.
The almost seven-foot tall, white-haired being co-occupying my bathroom snorted. "Princess."
I shot him a scowl, but grabbed for the long-handled scrub brush and the bar of yellow soap. Truthfully, I did want to bathe very badly. Despite the shower I had taken in Natori's hotel room, I didn't feel clean at all. I could still feel his fingers on my skin. I started scrubbing with a vengeance.
The white-haired youkai walked over to the tub and sat on the edge. "I'm still waiting to hear how you foolishly ended up entangled with that sorcerer."
I froze, scrub brush raised over my back. I stepped back to catch the creature's eye and gave him my most vicious glare. "Look, Cat..."
He smiled, flashing his fangs. "Madara. My name is Madara."
I waved the scrub brush in dismissal, scattering foam. "Fine, Madara! I didn't go to him, he sent a paper demon into the house after me!"
Madara's silver brows came together and a growl rumbled from him. "When?"
I glanced at him. "Last night while you were gone."
His frown deepened. "That should not have been able to get past the barrier to enter in the house."
I rolled my eyes. "Well, it was in the hall when I found it, then it slid through my closed door into my bedroom. I jumped out the window to get it out of the house." Chilled by the memory, I stepped back under the warm spray. "It caught me, but I broke loose. That's when Natori stepped out of the bushes." I averted my face and started scrubbing again. "And he told me he could see spirits like I could."
Madara snorted. "And distracted by his sweet words, you allowed him to seduce you."
I swallowed. I didn't want to admit to any such thing, but... "Yeah."
Madara shook his head and chuckled. "Well, that answers that question."
I looked over at the tall white-haired youkai and frowned. "What's that supposed to mean?"
He dodged my gaze and waved his hand. "Never mind." His suddenly looked back at me. "Were you bleeding?"
I blinked. "Just from where the paper scratched me." Some of those scratches were still etched on my skin. "He didn't actually hurt me."
Madara flashed a smile. "Oh, so you like it a little rough?"
I glared. "What?"
Madara heaved a deep sigh and waved his hand. "Not important!" He scrubbed a clawed hand through his white mane. "So, the brat used blood and semen."
There was nothing to add to that, so I didn't. I turned away and kept scrubbing everywhere that man had touched until my skin was raw.
Madara didn't speak, but then as Nyanko-sensei, it wasn't unusual for him to lapse into long silences every now and again.
Eventually the water turned cold on me and I was forced to shut it off. I stepped out of the shower stall finally ready to soak in the bath, only to find a crumpled pile of red silk on the floor and the tub already occupied.
Madara, still in his tall masculine form, was stretched out in the bath with his arms perched on the rim on either side, head back and his eyes closed. His robe was on the floor so he was clearly naked. A soft rumbling that sounded suspiciously like a purr emanated from his chest.
I folded my arms and tried very hard not to shiver in the slight chill. "Do you mind? I’d like to soak in my tub."
Madara turned to look at me with hooded eyes. "I don't mind at all." He lifted a long pale muscular leg and set his ankle on the far edge. He filled the tub. He waved toward the water and a smile curved his lips. "Come on in."
The mere thought of being in that tub with such an incredibly beautiful naked man held me frozen in place for several heartbeats. Long enough for heat to trickle down to my dick and that place deep in my gut gave a small tight lurch of interest.
Then my sense kicked in.
The son of a bitch was teasing me! My temper flared white-hot. I was far too exhausted mentally, emotionally, and physically to have any patience with that creature's games. I smiled, walked over, and slammed my fist down on the top of his head.
He yelped like a puppy and popped into curls of smoke. When the smoke cleared, Nyanko-sensei in his small and chubby calico cat form, floated in the steaming water.
I scooped him out, tossed him onto the bath rug, then climbed into the tub. I sank to my neck with a moan of sheer bliss.
The cat moaned in his creaky old-man's voice. "That was mean, Natsume!"
I curled my lip. "So was your teasing."
The cat sat up on the bath mat to shake like a dog, scattering water. "Who was teasing?" He aimed a fierce feline pout at me. "I meant it!"
I rolled my eyes. "Yeah right." As if something that incredibly beautiful, would be interested in a bony human brat? Not likely! Even Natori's interest in me was purely because he wanted an apprentice that could see the spirits he worked with.
However, Kaname had said I was hot.
That brought a smile to my lips -- and an idea. "So, I need distance and a distraction right?"
The cat tilted his head to the side and a frown curved his tiny mouth. "Yes."
I nodded and smiled. "Good." I leaned back in the tub and closed my eyes. "I know exactly what to do now." Kaname would help me. I could even tell him the truth -- that a sorcerer had put a binding on me and was trying to seduce me into being his apprentice. Of course, I had no intention of telling him that it was Natori. I didn't want Kaname to hate him.
Truthfully, despite all he'd done to me, I didn't hate Natori. He was so much like me I couldn't hate him. I understood his loneliness, his fear, and his private battles all too well. I'd been there myself, so I knew exactly how he felt. I honestly thought that we could even be friends. Well, after he got it through his thick skull that I was not a pet to be kept at the end of a leash.
With Kaname's help, I would break that binding and show Natori that was not to be taken lightly.
The cat toddled up to the tub and set his tiny paws up on the side of the tub to peer at my face. "What are you planning?"
I looked over at the cat with sleep-heavy eyes. "I'm planning to go to bed and sleep like the dead." The absolute truth.
The cat tisked in annoyance. "The binding, idiot! What are you planning to do about the binding?"
"Oh, that." I smiled lazily. "I think I'll go do some homework with a friend who lives a good hour away from here by bus." And then watch TV in his room, so to speak.
The cat snorted and one ear tipped back. "That won't work."
My smile broadened. "Sure it will."
The cat dropped onto the rug and turned away to lick at his paws. "You'll see."
I chuckled and closed my eyes to enjoy the heat of the bath sinking in and relaxing my sore muscles -- among other abused parts of my anatomy.
About an hour later, I stepped out of the tub barely able to stand from the lethargy caused by the heat. My fingers and toes were beyond prune. I pulled on my warm gray sweats, then pulled the plug in the tub to drain the water. That done, I hung my towels up to dry, shut off the light, then padded barefoot out of the bathroom and into the hall.
My feet dragged all the way to my room. When I slid the door open, I discovered that Touko had unrolled my futon and laid out the blankets and pillow for me. I smiled at her kindness then flopped face-down on the thick comforter and groaned.
A knock came on the door frame. "Takashi, I have your supper."
I rolled over and struggled to sit up. "Yes, um... Come in!"
Touko came in with a bowl on a tray with short legs. "I've made you some miso and chicken soup." After fussing me under the covers properly, she knelt by the futon, set the tray across my lap, and proceeded to fuss me into eating every bite of the soup.
Somehow, I remembered to tell her that I’d been invited to do homework with the younger Tanuma. I even had his phone number in my wallet, or rather Mr. Tanuma's card from the temple.
She smiled, took the card, and assured me that's she'd call Mr. Tanuma and confirm it.
We spoke of other things too, but unfortunately, that's all I remember of our conversation. I was that tired. By the time the soup was finished, I could hardly keep my eyes open.
Touko patted me on the head, helped me under the covers, and shut out the light.
I was unconscious before her footsteps faded.
Once again, my dreams were filled with shadows and accusing voices. "Liar..."
I jerked awake in the dark with tears streaming down my cheeks and loneliness squeezing around my heart hard enough to ache. I wiped my wet cheeks with my sleeve and rolled over onto my side.
Curled up on the edge of my blanket was the cat. His open eyes gleamed.
Relief surged through me. I was not alone in a world no one saw, but me -- not anymore. I reached out to stroke him. His fur was soft under my fingers, and warm.
The cat closed his eyes and purred.
I closed my eyes to go back asleep. However, I couldn't help but think that Natori felt exactly the same loneliness I did for exactly the same reasons. That didn't excuse what he had done to me, but as soon as the binding was gone, I fully intended to sit down with him and have a long talk.
~ * ~
I awoke just after noon feeling better than I had in days. Most of the smaller bruises around my upper arms and thighs had faded to pale yellow. However, the mark on my neck had gone vivid red, purple, and blue with yellow accents. Luckily, it was actually cold outside, so I was able to get away with a black turtle-neck under my blue hooded sweatshirt. Best of all, my...lower region had recovered enough to sit comfortably.
I spent the early afternoon studying and then helping Touko with some of the household chores including the laundry.
While pulling sheets from the dryer, Touko let me know that she had indeed called Mr. Tanuma. Apparently, he would be very pleased to have me stop by to help Tanuma with his homework. He had assured her that I would be on the nine PM bus, which would get me home in time for a proper family dinner.
That suited my plans perfectly. Since it was still early autumn, sunset was around six PM. By nine, the binding would be gone and I'd be free.
Just before four o'clock, when school normally let out, I walked to bus stop just a block away from the house. It was actually cold enough to need my heavy brown coat and my green scarf. My breath plumed from my lips in the chilly air. I shoved my hands into my pockets, very glad that my book bag was actually a backpack instead of the more common briefcase-style.
At the bus stop, the cat sat down at my side.
I looked down at him. "I don't think they allow cats on the bus."
He scowled up at me. "You're going to that temple aren't you?"
I nodded. "I figured I'd be safe--"
"No." The cat shook his over-sized head. "A temple barrier will hold back spirits, but it won't stop a human sorcerer. They use sutras the same way as a priest."
I smiled grimly. "He has to find me first, and Eight Fields is several miles away."
The cat shook his head. "A few miles is nothing. I could be there in a matter of minutes."
I snorted. "Yes, but you can fly." Or rather his monstrous dog form could fly. "As far as I know, he can't."
The cat heaved a dramatic sigh and stood up on his four tiny paws. "I'll be waiting for you when you get back." He turned away. "We'll discuss it then." He toddled off.
I watched him go with a frown. Did he know something I didn't?
About ten minutes later, the nearly antique diesel bus roared to the stop. The bus was late, but then it wasn't known for ever being on time. I climbed on to find a smiling Kaname waiting for me.
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