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Define Arc	By : BlackberryPatch Category: +M to R > Pet Shop of Horrors Views: 8525 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Pet Shop of Horrors, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Desecration
- 2-Despot
- 3-Damask
- 4-Definition
- 5-Damsel
- 6-Dearth
- 7-Dirigere
- 8-Disturbance
- 9-Decadence
- 10-Disease
- 11-Draht
- 12-Darkness
- 13-Dva
- 14-Daguerreotype
- 15-Draconigenae
- 16-Deification
- 17-Deviant
- 18-Doyoubi
- 7
- 8
- 9
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Pet Shop of Horrors and no money is being made from this fanwork.

WARNINGS: yaoi/lemon, NCS/rape, language.

For Koro-chan. Hope you like.
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-Interlude-

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"Disturbance"

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The night was dark- moonless. An oppressive humidity hung in the still air, a feeling of anticipation heavy around it. Leon leaned on the railing of the balcony. People moved beneath it, their voices drifting up to him; the unfamiliar cadence of their speech emphasized the fact that he was no longer on familiar shores. The ice in the glass he held in one hand clinked against the side as it melted, falling over into the forgotten remains of his drink.

A hand reached around him, and, pulling the glass form his lax grip, sipped its contents. �Really,
Detective. This is even worse than your usual degradations.� A figure leaned on the rail of the balcony beside Leon and poured the contents of the glass over the edge. Several voices rose in protest; seeming not to notice, the lean figure spread his fingers so that the glass followed after its contents and shattered on the cement walkway below. Stepping closer to Leon he seized the man�s chin and brought their lips together with bruising force. His other hand drifted down to rub suggestively against the crotch of the detective�s jeans, causing Leon to moan into the kiss.

Leon brought his hands up to grip the lean figure by the shoulders, but did not push him away. He explored the mouth under his eagerly, moaning, pulling the other closer. They moved back through the sliding doors that separated the porch from the room and Leon fell back on the bed, the lean figure silhouetted above him in the dim light of the beside lamp. His jeans were practically ripped from his body as the other figure threw off his own clothes, one hand returning to Leon�s groin and wrapping around the stiffening flesh there. Gasping, Leon raised his hands, cupping the other�s face between them, letting his fingers brush through long, dark hair. He inhaled the sweet, sharp scent of the man and a shivering moan ripped from his throat, �D!�

The man smiled, the expression dark. �Yes, cry for me.� He let long fingers trail along Leon�s jaw then brush back into his hair, playing with the strands in morbid fascination. �You disgusting worm, cry out like the mindless creature you are.� He pushed Leon�s legs up to the man's chest, positioning himself at an entrance where oil slicked flesh found easy entry. Leon hissed as that hard cock burned against his abused passage, his fingers clutching in the bedclothes. The lean figure above him moaned, shivering, thrusting into heat that resisted but which promised a grip that would be tight and satisfying once fully entered. Leon was silent, his jaw clenched tightly, but it wasn�t long before sound was ripped from him unwilling- pain, overwhelming him, tumbled into a pleasure that was just as distasteful. The body above him chuckled softly, long hair falling oppressively around Leon�s face, the strands brushing over his chest as he shuddered.

�D,� Leon moaned again, his eyes shut tight as he reached up with sudden hands and, gripping the other man�s face, pulled him close and kissed him fiercely.

Breaking off the kiss, the man above him chuckled again, deeper this time, truly amused. �So fickle in your affections? Or so blind in your stupidity that you cannot know the differences between those you fuck?� He grabbed Leon by the hair and pulled his head back; in a move that had become familiar to Leon, the other nipped and bit his way down Leon�s throat. �No,� the voice continued, disembodied to Leon�s closed eyes, �it is the first. You are all the same, you humans. So fickle; so disturbingly fleeting in everything you do.� He licked a particularly rough bite on the side of Leon�s throat. �You are powerless, as all of your kind, when faced with the lasting force of our rage.� He bit down again on that spot, and Leon cried out, his hands clutching into fists.

As if his pain was an aphrodisiac, the figure above him shivered, his thrusts growing more urgent. His hand in Leon�s hair tightened painfully. �I am the only thing that has power over him,� he whispered in Leon�s ear. �Think about returning to him, and imagine this- that you will never know whose hand touches you until it is too late for you to care.� One last shudder, and he reached completion, releasing himself inside of Leon.

Leon shivered, and suddenly there was a hand on his cock, still half erect, nursing him to full hardness and past. His eyes still closed, he moaned, shivering again as the man above him licked his ear. �Like an animal, you respond to your lust without thought. But you are worse, because you deny it and think yourselves better.� Leon threw his head back, coming hard in the hand that held him, a sadistic chuckle echoing in his ears as long hair brushed over his shoulders.

Lying still for a moment, the man above him suddenly reached out and wiped his hand clean on Leon�s shirt. He took Leon by the chin again, long nails pricking at Leon�s skin. �Remember this,� he hissed, �when you think yourself higher than the scum you are.� He pushed himself up from the bed and, gathering his clothes, left as silently as he�d appeared.

Leon lay there, unable to move, to even open his eyes. Finally, he turned his head and looked over to the other bed in the room. Tetsu stared back at him, eyes glowing. Chris lay just beyond him, dead asleep.

Pushing himself up, Leon pulled all the sheets form the bed and threw them in the corner of the room, adding to the pile the jeans he�d been wearing and the t-shirt he peeled off. Naked, he went to the shower and turned it on full blast, ducking under the scalding water. He held up his hand and let the water fall through his fingers, reminded oddly of his and D�s first time together, and Leon's body suddenly rebelled. He threw up, feeling better afterward- cleansed from the inside. He scrubbed at his skin, almost desperate to rid himself of the feel of fingers upon him. He longed suddenly for D, staying in the shower long after the water ran cold as if waiting for the other man to appear as subtly as his father had.

Getting out of the shower and wrapping a towel around himself, Leon went back into the bedroom only to find a cloaked figure leaning over Chris� bed. He swore, reached for a gun he wasn�t wearing, and grabbed the chair standing near him in almost the same breath, raising it in preparation to slam it down over whoever it was.

�Peace,� a familiar voice said, and something clicked in Leon�s mind.

�Count,� he said softly, and the figure straightened, meeting his eyes.

The Count�s face was unreadable, his eyes glowing in the dim light- like Tetsu�s had. �And how do you know that I am who you think?� he asked. Leon wondered if the Count had been there while his son had,
watching.
He smiled predatorily. �I�m a quick study. Your left eye is three shades darker,� he added, indicating the telltale eye with a finger.

Unreadable as he was, Leon imagined the Count looked impressed, though slightly saddened. �He was here again,� he said, the statement needing no confirmation or denial so Leon offered none, only staring at him. The Count sighed. �This entire situation has gotten out of hand,� he said with a frown. �And I suppose it�s not entirely your fault,� he added, his eyes flashing in dark humor as he regarded Leon.

Leon sorted and glared at him. �Jeez, thanks. I'm so glad you�re on my side in all this.� He waved off the Count�s response before the man could remind Leon that he wasn�t in fact on the human�s side, and looked at Chris. �What does that goat do to Chris anyway?�

T-chan snorted at him, but, surprisingly enough, the Count answered his question. �Tetsu casts your brother in a deep sleep so that he will not awaken, and makes him invisible to my son.� He hesitated, adding, with a reproachful glare at
the totetsu, �It is very draining, even for such a powerful creature.� T-chan snorted expressively at the Count.

Leon looked at Tetsu sharply. �What?� T-chan glowered at him, then looked away. Leon stared thoughtfully at Chris, lying peacefully on the bed. �Alright, you keep hanging around I'm going to make you be useful,� he said suddenly, looking up at the Count. �He said he�s the only thing that has power over D, and I believe it- to a point. But,� he jabbed a finger in the Count's direction, �If it�s true it works both ways.
You have that same power over him. So tell your son to keep the fuck away from Chris, but don�t worry about me.� While D�s father hadn�t shown any interest in Chris as a source of attack as of yet, Leon figured it was only a matter of time until he discovered that threatening Chris was the easiest way to make Leon do what he wanted, namely get lost.

The Count looked at Leon appraisingly, in his eyes the flicker of something that might have been respect, or something like it in another lifetime. He nodded and turned toward the open balcony door, but paused and turned back toward Leon. �I do not like you, human. I do not like that my grandson cares for you so deeply.
I have never 'worried' about you, as you quaintly put it, and you are in no
position to demand favors.� He shook his head. �But your handling of this situation is... admirable. This one speaks for you,� he gestured to T-chan, �and he is not alone.� He frowned. �So I will do as you ask and
we will see what comes.� He bowed formally; Leon couldn�t tell if the gesture of respect was aimed at him or Tetsu, but he had an idea. Like his son, the Count moved silently and disappeared as mysteriously as he�d arrived.

Leon shivered, the chill of the night suddenly overcoming him. He moved to his bag, its contents strewn over the small table near him, and pulled out comfortable pants and shirt. Dressed, he came over to stand looking down at Chris. T-chan regarded him as one might a slice of chocolate cake; Leon snorted at him and reached over to run his hand wildly through the creature�s shaggy fur. �Don�t worry, I won�t get mushy on you. Just� keep keeping an eye on him.�

T-chan leveled a withering glare at Leon before turning away and pretending that he hadn�t been listening. Chris stirred and blinked up at Leon, smiling. �Big Bro!� He hesitated. �You don�t look too good. Are you okay? You look like you haven�t slept.� He took Leon�s hand worriedly.

Leon knelt beside him, smiling as he ruffled Chris� hair. �I�m okay,� he said, surprising himself by actually meaning it. �I�m okay,� he repeated, liking the sound of it. His body ached and he hadn�t slept, it seemed in ages, but something in him was realizing that he really was okay. He had a promise- Chris was safe. He knew what was going on now, and he was confident he could deal with it.

It was about time he headed home.

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- -Interlude--"Disturbance" -

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-Interlude-

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"Disturbance"

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