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Forever Caged	By : Savagehunger47 Category: +. to F > Ai no Kusabi Views: 44150 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Nishi Imaidegawa , Kay ( this chapter has Jade :>) alexxgalaxy & Lyran .

Lyran & everyone :> - A few months ago I wrote two short chapters for Riki and Katze’s past. Actually one story is about Riki’s mother (Gates of Guardian) and the other short story is about Katze’s father (Amber Eyes), which I only posted on my Live Journal page (All extras I write about FC I post only on my LJ page). Amger Eyes will explain who Latzen is :> sorry, I should have put it in the last post… but I forgot…

On another note… I will be disappearing again after the next chapter of FC. Last year I wrote an original story called Deadly Secrets/ Dark Kings of Eternity series which will be published :D Which explains all the times I took off from updating FC (rewriting/ Editing). I’ve gotten lucky again and a short Christmas story (coming out some time in December) is also being published, and that series has three other stories. Two of the stories have deadlines (they need to be written and submitted for another holiday & an analogy)… And after that I’ll begin writing book 2 for my DKoE series although I have no deadline for that book I want to get started on it since so much time as already passed…

Please forgive all the future late updates :<

I hope you enjoy this chapter! Thanks again!

Disclaimer: I don't own Ai No Kusabi nor do I make any money from this fanfic. However, I do own all the original peeps I've chosen to invade the AnK world.

Rating: NC-17

Pairings: Iason/Riki, Raoul/Katze, original characters and novel character pairings.

Parts: 61 of ?

~~**Forever Caged**~

Seated at a fine restaurant, Kirin stabbed at the seasoned fish before him. Pausing as he reached for his wine glass, Kirin, scowling, arrogantly snapped his fingers to the waiter standing not to far away. “My glass is smudged,” Kirin stated, glaring at the Midas boy. “I would think in an establishment as pristine as this would have cleaner dishware.”

“Forgive me sir,” the boy said, bowing. “I’ll return with a clean glass right away. Is there anything else?”

“Picky little shit, aren’t you.” A mocking voice said suddenly

Kirin waved the waiter away. Wiping his mouth, Kirin threw his napkin on his plate. “You dare show your face to me after calling me about your failure?” Kirin said to the handsome, darkly dressed, man standing in front of his table. Kirin masked his unease at the assassin’s presence.

Chaz snorted. Pulling out the other brittle looking little chair at the table, Chaz sat down. “You ever think those smudges were from your greasy fingers?” Chaze asked, slouching in the chair.

“Your little bitch fit has drawn everyone’s staring at you too,” Chaz continued. “But it’s not just your “I’m the man”.” Chaz snickered, “attitude which is making all these ‘fine’ people stare at you. This world seems to have lots of those kinds of people, so it’s normal here.”

“Really,” Kirin growled lowly. “Then why don’t you explain to me, since you seems to be an ‘expert’.”

Chaz reached over and plucked a roll from the fancy basket in the middle of the table. “Same reason why they’re staring at me,” Chaz replied, biting into the roll. “My cloths- to them- is trash. My nose is crocked because of that fucking pretty boy Riki breaking it, so my smoking good looks are now flawed.”

“In other words.” Chaz smirked. “We’re shit, and we’re stinking up the place. And you,” Chaz said, his mouth full of buttered bread. “No matter how much you fluff yourself up, or spray yourself down with expensive cologne, you still smell like shit.”

Kirin, shaking in anger, began to rise. “You-“

“Sit down,” Chaz ordered coldly. “Let me tell you something. The only reason why I responded to your request is because when I investigated who you were, I stumbled upon Riki’s name, and what you wanted with him. That’s the only reason why someone as ‘high class’ as me would stand in the same sludge as you.”

Kirin grudgingly sat back down. “Be it as it may, you still answer to me. Considering the fact I’m paying you an ungodly amount to bring the product I’m requesting you to bring to me undamaged.”

Chaz laughed. “There is no way he’ll come to you all nice and neat like you want,” Chaz said, rocking in his chair. “Which is why I wanted to trank him, but the fucker didn’t go down. And I sure as hell wasn’t about to keep plugging Riki with darts. For all I know it wouldn’t have an affect and I’d just end up pissing him off.”

Chaz also couldn’t take the chance the black haired, demon eyed, Riki could somehow follow where the shot came from, and find him. Crazy he may be, but Chaz wasn’t stupid. He knew he couldn’t take Riki one on one. He tried that and had been lucky the last two times there’d been a healing center close to heal all his broken bones.

“And what about the Blondie?” Kirin whispered. “Did you find a way to remove him as the Black haired Elite wants?”

Finishing off the roll, Chaz grabbed the bottle of wine in the silver bucket next to Kirin. By passing the extra glass on the table. Chaz tipped the bottle to his lips, gulping down a generous amount before answering. “You’re not serious, are you?”

Chaz didn’t know every much about this world, however, he’d gathered enough intel to know Blondies weren’t people to fuck with. Chaz already is testing his luck, and skill, trying to nab Riki from the ruler of Amoi, some Blondie named Iason. But to kill one of them…

“That is the deal I made with him,” Kirin said.

“And what? You’re going to honor your part of the deal?” Chaz snorted. “You’re paying me to get Riki for you, not to kill some guy.”

“I’m paying you to do both,” Kirin hissed.

“Read the contract,” Chaz said smiling. “You hired me to acquire Riki for you by illegal means, not to paint my hands with the blood of a high raking member of Amoi society. You want the Blondie dead, then you do it yourself, or hire someone else to do it for you since you, and the dude your scheming with, don’t have the balls to pull the trigger yourselves.”

Chaz stood. “The money shouldn’t be a problem for you though, right? You’re some big shot back on your home planet, right?”

Kirin held his tongue. He was more than just a ‘big shot’ on his world, and he could afford to hire more than one assassin, which he secretly did. Kirin had hoped the seemingly moral less man striding away- with his bottle of finely aged wine- would save him the obscenely amount of money he’d offered to the other hired killer. Whom Kirin never met, but knew to be on the planet, and is a higher class of killer than the fool he’s dealing with now.

Smiling, Kirin waved the waiter back over to his table. The professional who’d contacted him only agreed to his ‘request’ for the challenge more than the money. After all, to claim they’d taken the life of an Amoian Elite, and have the proof to back up their boasts would give them an edge in their business of killing.

oOoOoOoOo

Biting his lip, Jade tried not to whimper as Gideon’s talented fingers trailed up his aching, hardened member. Cradled between his spread legs, the shirtless Blondie, with his impossibly muscular body, pinned Jade to the bed.

The second night in Sir Gideon Lagat’s apartment, Jade had been summoned by the Elite to his bedroom. Jade, frightened, stood in the middle of the room while the Sir Gideon had spoken softly to him. Asking him questions of his time with his former master… More intimate questions than the one’s Sir Gideon asked when he first woke up in the Blondie’s apartment. Some of which had Jade blushing, and trembling at the rage he’d seen in the Elite’s eyes when he’d answered honestly.

However… Unlike Sir Jerico, Jade hadn’t feared Sir Gideon, and when the Blondie came to him, Jade didn’t flinch or try and run when Sir Gideon raised his hand to caress his face. Only two days in the Blondie’s presence and Jade became charmed by the Elite’s gentle manner.

That night the Blondie had laid him down upon a bed the size of… Well, Jade never seen a bed as huge and Sir Gideon. He’d been sacred, but relaxed when the Sir Gideon didn’t remove his clothing, just kissed him softly… sweetly. Never forcing Jade to give more than he was comfortable with. And if Jade wanted to stop Sir Gideon respected his wishes, even though Jade could feel the need of the Blondie’s body pressing against his leg.

He’d slept in Sir Gideon’s room with him, and in the morning the Blondie kissed him again, going slowly, never taking more than he could give. And when Jade’s fears came to the surface from his horrible experience with Sir Jerico, he never needed to voice them. It was as if Sir Gideon knew and stopped. Every morning the Blondie would wake him with tender kisses.

In the afternoon, even if Sir Gideon schedule was demanding and the Elite couldn’t afford to leave his place of command, the Blonde would return and hold him. Just hug Jade in his lap and ask him about his day.

And the nights… From just kissing Sir Gideon would remove one piece of Jade’s clothing. He’s shirt the third night. Petting only his upper body, and loving his lips and neck. Doing the same in the morning. Then from Sir Gideon removed his pants the fourth night. Caressing his thighs, but never pressuring him or making Jade return the Blondie’s feathered touches. When the pleasure became too much, the Elite would reach into his undergarments and work his shaft to completion, but made it clear he didn’t expect the same service in return.

Sir Gideon did this to him for three nights until finally on the sixth night, with much anticipation, the Blondie stood him beside the bed and removed all of Jade’s clothing, and for the first time Sir Gideon took his shirt off allowing Jade to see the Elite’s naked chest for the first time.

Jade couldn’t help comparing Sir Gideon’s body to Sir Jerico’s. With clothes on Sir Gideon had an impressive, and intimidating form. With a height of maybe six feet six inches, Sir Gideon was heavily muscled unlike Sir Jerico who was much slimmer.

Sir Gideon invited Jade that night to explore his body any way Jade wanted. And with nearly a week of being licked, fondled and kissed, Jade didn’t hesitate in stepping forward. He’d gingerly ran his fingertips down Sir Gideon’s chiseled abdomen first, then up to palm the Elite’s pecks, peek up quickly to see Sir Gideon’s reaction when he’d glanced his thumbs over the Blondie’s pink nipples.

Jade, with the amount of sexual energy coursing though his veins to give him courage, had stepped behind the Blondie, and traced his fingers from the top of Sir Gideon’s spine all the way down to the waistband of the Elite’s trousers. In awe at the vast difference of his body in comparison to the Blondie’s.

Jade didn’t consider himself to be soft. His body was fitter than that of all the pets he’d physically been with, and seen in Eos. However, seeing just the naked upper half of Sir Gideon made Jade feel weak. Even Sir Jerico’s fully naked body paled in comparison to Sir Gideon.

However, besides taking his shirt off the Blondie didn’t remove any other articles of clothing, while Jade lay on the bed without a stitch of clothing. Two tormenting days of wanting Sir Gideon showing him nothing more of his body. The fear Jade had felt in the beginning about Sir Gideon, and the fire in which the Blondie looked at him- in only eight days- Jade’s fear turned to annoyance.

And now as Jade felt the hot wet tongue of Gideon’s sweeping across his weeping tip, Jade dug his heels into the covers, and arched his hips up. “P-please…” Jade softly begged, knowing that is all he needed to say for the Blondie to give him what he wanted.

Only Jade didn’t get what he wanted. Instead Gideon flipped him onto his stomach, and roughly lifted his hips up. Using more strength than the Blondie ever used on him before. Startled, Jade whipped his head around, his heart pounding in his chest and breath becoming harsher from anticipation rather than fear of being in a different kind of vulnerable position, with his chest pressed down on the bed, and hips in the air.

Jade gasped, and moaned when Gideon’s tongue lapped at his tender entrance. The sight of the Blondie behind him, Gideon’s pale turquoise eyes hold his with such intense fire- desire for him- filled Jade with a wealth of emotion. To know someone like Gideon wanted him, and wanting Gideon back with the same fiery need. Knowing he didn’t have to pretend all the things being done to him was something he enjoyed, like he had with the pets he’d been with-

“Stay with me Jade. Think of only of me,” Gideon commanded him.

Still trying to hold the Blondie’s gaze, Jade nodded. Licking his lips and shivering when Gideon began his loving attention again. Between Jade’s spread legs Gideon grabbed his quivering length, stroking him.

Jade’s eyes closed, and head fell forward. The intensity of pleasure overwhelming him so much so that Jade tried to lean away from Gideon’s silky tongue, only to be forced back up with a strong hand. The moment Gideon penetrated him with his wet appendage Jade came hard. Shouting out, Jade fisted the covers under him, sobbing as Gideon continued to milk him for all he had.

Jade didn’t know what happened next. One moment he’d been happy and spent, then in an instant he was crouched in the corner of the wall. Gideon was on his knees, a little higher up on the bed. His hand frozen in mid reach to his shirt which would have been next to Jade’s head if he’d still been on the bed.

Immediately Jade straightened from his crouch. “I-I…” Jade didn’t know what to say to the kind Blondie. How to explain his sudden dash. Of the sudden fear which filled him all because Gideon simply caught him while his guard was completely down. Past trauma maybe from his experience with Sir Jerico. He’d never told Gideon of what Sir Jerico did to him, but from the answers he did give the Blondie while trying not to lie might have been all the clues Gideon needed to piece together the type of relationship he’d had as a pet with his previous owner.

Jade flinched when the large Blondie sighed, and sat at the edge of the bed. “Come to me Jade.”

Nibbling on his lower lip, Jade, with his head lowered, walked to the Blondie, sitting besides him. Jade heard Gideon sigh before the Blondie picked him up and sat Jade in his lap, pulling the bedding to cover his naked body. Trained to be a pet, Jade was comfortable with his nudity, but still appreciated Gideon’s consideration.

“Jade look at me,” Gideon said.

Jade didn’t want to look at Gideon. Didn’t want to see the disappointment in Gideon’s beautiful eyes or on the Blondie’s perfect face. Jade knew the Blondie wouldn’t hurt him, and Jade wanted Gideon to take the next step with him, was in fact frustrated with the Blondie for not just… taking him already.

“I’m not going to hurt you Jade.”

“And I know you won’t,” Jade softly whispered, still refusing to meet the Blondie’s eyes. Jade couldn’t express how much he knew the Blondie wouldn’t do harm to him. Yes, he’d only been with the Blondie for barely over a week, but it was just how the Blondie spoke to him. Touched him. Let him know that his opinions mattered. Being an Elite- a Blondie Elite- Gideon didn’t need to speak to him with respect. He didn’t need to speak to him at all…

Gideon gently tilted his chin up. Staring at him for a long uncomfortable second. Jade’s anxiety faded when the Blondie looked worried than angry at him.

“If you ever find yourself fearing for your safety- Listen to me,” Gideon said when Jade shook his head in denial. “I want you to use your gift, and command me to stop- no matter what it is- should you become sacred.”

Jade tried to assure Gideon he wasn’t afraid of him, “But I’m not-“

“You clearly are afraid of something I did.”

Tongue tied, Jade became frustrated with himself. Not knowing how to explain to the kind Blondie that he wasn’t frighten. The reaction he’d had may have been misleading, but it had nothing to do with Gideon and all about Sir Jerico, but Jade didn’t want his past tainting what he had with Gideon.

He needed help… Advice from someone, because if he didn’t then Gideon might begin pulling back. Jade wouldn’t be able to bear it if- if Gideon regressed, and instead of taking off more of his clothing he’ll put back on the only thing he’s taken off!

“Jade. Will you promise me you’ll do this? Jade?”

Maybe he could asked Lilly for a few pointers on how to seduce Gideon. Jade’s schooling to become a pet never went pass the first level. The doctors were only interested in what was in his blood than concerning themselves he could pass himself off as an actual pet, with pet skills.

But Lilly knew all there was to know about being a pet. Lilly is considered royalty amongst all the classes of pets in Eos. Jade also would be going to Riki’s apartment, so he could – even though it would be terribly embarrassing- ask Riki of how he could… entice Gideon into wanting him to the point he would ‘hold’ him. After all, Riki somehow grabbed the attention of the most powerful Blondie on Amoi, so there must be something Riki could tell him to help him out.

“Jade!”

Jade jumped at the loud tone Gideon used, which didn’t help his case in trying to convince the Elite he wasn’t scared of him. “Yes. I promise,” Jade said, which was the only thing he could say since the Blondie probably wouldn’t accept anything else but that response from him.

“Thank you.”

Jade smiled, slipping off the Blondie’s lap so Gideon could refresh himself and get back to his duties.

“Riki are not in Eos, so you cannot visit them today. I’d prefer if you’d stay in the apartment, however, I will not order you to remain indoors if you choice to venture out. I will have you promise me you will not go down to the main lobby,” Gideon said. “Sir Jared Kyl will be entertaining a man of great importance from another world with Sir Jerico, so in no means are you to go down below.”

“Okay,” Jade said absentmindedly, his mind filled with all the ways he’d be able to broach the subject of getting his Blondie to have sex with him, without saying those exact words more than what Gideon was saying to him.

oOoOoOo

Jared smiled pleasantly to the richly dressed business man, while mentally checking his list of things he still needed to do for the handsome, green slicked back haired, and strange pink, cat like eyed, human. Outsiders, if permission has been granted by his Excellency, Sir Iason Mink, were allowed to come into Eos and gawk at the richness of their lobby, and only the lobby.

However, because of the incredible profit the human could potentially bring, Jared could show more of their home to the curious human, and thus the percentage of the attractive man selling them stocks in his highly lucrative companies would go up.

“This, Mr. Riadson, is the entrance to our home.”

Jared furrowed his brows at the Onyx over the shorter human’s head. Making it clear to the lower ranking Elite, Sir Jerico Ervic, to keep his mouth shut. While the Onyx’s duties were to charter around dignitaries around their world, the only reason why Sir Jerico was with him now is because Jared was intruding in Sir Jerico’s department. However, in no terms was the Onyx allowed to interfere by talking to the human since by doing so the Elite would be interfering with him and his department.

“Yes, Sir Jerico. I see that this is the entrance,” The man said, making Jared frown. He’d found the human to be an attractive specimen, yet until now the human hadn’t spoken a word other than nod to him in greeting. The man’s voice tantalized Jared in an almost unsettling way.

“What the fuck are you looking at asshole?”

Jared grit his teeth at the growling voice behind him. The one person Jared hoped not to be around, and even prayed – believe it or not- that the beautiful, but savage, black haired mongrel got into trouble and would be confined to his master’s penthouse apartment.

Unfortunately, from the way the mongrel staggered through the grand doors entering Eos when Jared, Jerico and Riadson all turned to the disturbance the mongrel caused, Jared could see the uselessness of human prayer did nothing.

Hair wild and a wind blown tangled mess down the mongrel’s back. Jared’s annoyance faded as the mongrel intimidated every non-Elite in his path. The amount of profanity the young man spewed from his lips, and the offended gasps never failing to entertain him.

“Who is that finely built man?”

Jared stiffened, not understanding his sudden anger filling him at the interest he heard in Riadson’s voice, but not like it one bit. “I would advise you to turn your eyes away from Riki,” Jared warned. “That is our Syndicate leader, Iason Mink’s property, and it would be… unhealthy should your interest in his pet be made aware of.”

As if hearing his name, the great Elite, who’d been following at a more leisure pace behind the mongrel, turned his cold eyes in their direction.

“Impressive this leader of yours.”

“Very much so, yes,” Jared replied. Holding back a sigh of relief when Iason and Riki powerful presences left, and normalcy returned to the lobby.

“May I met him? And his partner? To stand in the same room as such a dynamic couple would be a great honor.”

“His Excellency’s schedule is full-“

“We may be able to accommodate you with your request,” Jared said, cutting the Onyx off.

“Wonderful.”

Jared lips tilted downward slightly at the deeply satisfied look which crossed Riadson’s handsome face, but it was the man’s eyes which had Jared almost leaning forward, staring hard. Because for a second Jared thought the color of the man’s eyes changed color.

TBC….
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