Neko Doll
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Descendents of Darkness/Yami No Matsuei › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
Views:
2,678
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Descendants of Darkness (Yami no Matsuei), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter of the 8
Sorry for such a long wait...school sucks. Anyway..I have 2 weeks off now and i hope to get this story done! ^^ Thanks for beong patient with me OH and i fianlly have spell check! XD R&R~ =^.^=
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Muraki slammed Shuichi against the wall once they arrived in his bedroom. His eyes bore into the neko showing his anger. Shuichi shook cowering under his stare. He mewed in apology hoping he wouldn't be hurt anymore.
"You tried to run off. You would've died if you left me." He growled. "You can't live unless you are with me got it Koneko?"
Shuichi nodded his head, feet trying to touch the ground, his arms bruising from Muraki's grip. "H...hai." He whispered.
With another annoyed growl Muraki tossed the frightened neko to the bed. He stared down at the boy silver eyes piercing through him. Shakily horribly Shuichi mewled in fear tears slipping from his eyes in waterfalls. He squeaked when the weight of Muraki's body descended upon the smaller lithe form on the bed.
“You have been very bad Koneko.” He whispered harshly.
“Mew....d-don't...p-please do't hurt me...” Shuichi stammered.
The words that fell from his dolls mouth only served to anger and arouse Muraki more. He smirked demonicly as he viciously pushed the slim pale arms over Shuichi's head and chaining them to the headboard. He licked the salty flesh and moaned in delight as he could taste the fear seeping from the neko's every pore.
“So beautiful you are my little kitten.” He chuckled and tore open Shuichi's shirt.
Shuichi trembled and sobbed quietly as he could sense the pain that was soon to come. It wasn't the first time he had been taken by force anyway. He dared not struggled or cause more pain to be inflicted onto his body that would soon bare scars of neglect and sick desires of the mad doctor. He closed his eyes tightly as his shorts were slowly, and oddly enough, gently down his legs. He was unaware that it was only an illusion, a scheem meant to make the neko boy relax.
Removing his own shirt Muraki reached into the bedside table and pulled a few items from the droor. He smirked and set them down as he tied the first of the items over Shuichi's eyes, a blindfold.
Shuichi squirmed slightly. He wanted to be able to see if he wanted to, but that privlage was stolen.
A smooth rumble escaped Muiraki's throat in a near chuckle. He smiled at the sight of his precious toy. He stripped so he matched Shuichi in completes nudity and grabbed another item from the table. His fingers played across the soft skin of the boy's chest and ran over the small nubs of perky flesh in want. He bent over and ran his tongue over a pert nipple, tasting his prey. Smirking he placed nipple clamps on the delicious buds and sighed in pleasure. He tugged lightly tightening the clamps and elicting a sweet scream to meet his ears.
“Ah...I love to hear your musical voice cry out in pain. I would love it if it was my name instead of just sound.” He whispered as he gently pulled the clamps a bit tighter.
“Ah!!” Shuichi dared not squirm dreading the fact that it would only make the clamps tighten even more creating and agonizing pain.
Muraki smirked once he was satisfied with his work so far. He sat up and undid his pants revealing his throbbing erection. With a satisfied sigh he laid over Shuichi lifting one of his thin legs, positioning himself at the tight entrance he longed for. “I'm going to make you bleed koneko, for trying to escape.” His words were whispered harshly with the violent thrust that tore into Shuichi.
“AH!!” Shuichi screamed and tensed around Muraki, before sobbing hard. Both could feel the blood that now trickled around Muraki.
Muraki chuckled. “Hmm...so beautiful....covered in blood.” He grabbed a dagger from the table and slashed across Shuichi's bare, trembling chest, drawing a nice amount of blood from the large wound. He leaned forward and lapped at the blood, beginning to thrust violently.
Shuichi could do nothing but cry. He longed to be free from Muraki's grasp yet something told him he would die without the doctor. He was unaware that it was the spell he was placed under.
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Hisoka had called Tatsumi right as they arrived back at Eiri's home. It was urgent for him to tell Tatsumi to find Muraki and inform him on the recent happenings. Tsuzuki meanwhile told Eiri about his shikigami and Muraki's powers. It took him awhile to explain all the blond man needed to know.
“tatsumi is starting a wider search for Muraki.” Hisoka said as he hung up the phone. “He'll inform us when he finds the monster.” The green eyed boy sighed and sat on the couch beside Tsuzuki.
“Are you alright Hiso?” Tsuzuki turned to his partner.
“I'll be fine...don't worry about it. May I use your shower Eiri?”
Eiri looked up and nodded. “Clean up when your finished. I'll make dinner.”
“I'll help!” Tsuzuki jumped to his feet.
“NO!” Hisoka snapped. “No, just relax. We all need it.” Hisoka gave Eiri a look that said -he can't cook-
Tsuzuki pouted and sat back down. He flicked on the TV and waited as Eiri cooked and Hisoka showered.
***
Hisoka tried to ignore his reflection in the mirror but the red marking that ran over his torso and arms. He shovered as the memory of the night Muraki raped him resurfaced. He shook his head to clear his mind and stepped under the hot water. He thought of Tsuzuki to release his mind from his tortured past. “Tsuzuki..”
***
Eiri watched the food cook as he remembered cooking for Shuichi. He smiled slightly as he remembered the hyper man waiting excitedly for his favorite dish to be prepared. He pushed the memory form his mind as not to burn the food.
***
Tsuzuki had seen the red marks of the curse on Hisoka's body peering form under his sleeve. He sighed as he thought of how bad Hisoka had it when he was younger. He could understand. All Tsuzuki could think about was wrapping his arms around those small shoulders and comforting the frightened shinigami. He had for so long wanted to tell Hisoka of his feeling, but chances were the empath already knew of them.
***
Eiri ate in his room when dinner was finished leaving Hisoka and Tsuzuki to eat together in the living room. The golden eyed man just needed to be alone for the rest of the night.
Tsuzuki and Hisoka didn't talk much, mainly about the case and what they thought they should do as they waited for Tatsumi to locate Muraki and Shuichi. After eatinf Tsuzuki did the dishes and went back to sit on the couch with Hisoka. He smiled softly as he saw the younger man had already drifted off to sleep. Quietly, and gently, Tsuzuki crawled next to Hisoka and pulled him close, allowing the blanket to cover the both of them.
Eiri laid staring at the ceiling alone in the bed he shared with his lover. He sighed and rolled over to stair at the place that was usually occupied by the purple eyed hyperactive singer who violently shoved his way into Eiri's life and heart. He took a deep shaky breath as he tried to stop tears from falling. “When will you be back in my arms Shuichi?” He whispered pulling the pillow that smelled like Shu close to him.
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Shuichi laid covered in dry blood and bruises on Muraki's bed. He stared off at nothing seeming to be asleep curled against the side of his master. He mewled softly and closed his dull eyes, drifting again into the dreams filled with Eiri Yuki.
Eiri-san
9/24/06
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Thanks for reading. I hope you enjoyed! I will get the next chap up asap! see ya soon! ^^
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Muraki slammed Shuichi against the wall once they arrived in his bedroom. His eyes bore into the neko showing his anger. Shuichi shook cowering under his stare. He mewed in apology hoping he wouldn't be hurt anymore.
"You tried to run off. You would've died if you left me." He growled. "You can't live unless you are with me got it Koneko?"
Shuichi nodded his head, feet trying to touch the ground, his arms bruising from Muraki's grip. "H...hai." He whispered.
With another annoyed growl Muraki tossed the frightened neko to the bed. He stared down at the boy silver eyes piercing through him. Shakily horribly Shuichi mewled in fear tears slipping from his eyes in waterfalls. He squeaked when the weight of Muraki's body descended upon the smaller lithe form on the bed.
“You have been very bad Koneko.” He whispered harshly.
“Mew....d-don't...p-please do't hurt me...” Shuichi stammered.
The words that fell from his dolls mouth only served to anger and arouse Muraki more. He smirked demonicly as he viciously pushed the slim pale arms over Shuichi's head and chaining them to the headboard. He licked the salty flesh and moaned in delight as he could taste the fear seeping from the neko's every pore.
“So beautiful you are my little kitten.” He chuckled and tore open Shuichi's shirt.
Shuichi trembled and sobbed quietly as he could sense the pain that was soon to come. It wasn't the first time he had been taken by force anyway. He dared not struggled or cause more pain to be inflicted onto his body that would soon bare scars of neglect and sick desires of the mad doctor. He closed his eyes tightly as his shorts were slowly, and oddly enough, gently down his legs. He was unaware that it was only an illusion, a scheem meant to make the neko boy relax.
Removing his own shirt Muraki reached into the bedside table and pulled a few items from the droor. He smirked and set them down as he tied the first of the items over Shuichi's eyes, a blindfold.
Shuichi squirmed slightly. He wanted to be able to see if he wanted to, but that privlage was stolen.
A smooth rumble escaped Muiraki's throat in a near chuckle. He smiled at the sight of his precious toy. He stripped so he matched Shuichi in completes nudity and grabbed another item from the table. His fingers played across the soft skin of the boy's chest and ran over the small nubs of perky flesh in want. He bent over and ran his tongue over a pert nipple, tasting his prey. Smirking he placed nipple clamps on the delicious buds and sighed in pleasure. He tugged lightly tightening the clamps and elicting a sweet scream to meet his ears.
“Ah...I love to hear your musical voice cry out in pain. I would love it if it was my name instead of just sound.” He whispered as he gently pulled the clamps a bit tighter.
“Ah!!” Shuichi dared not squirm dreading the fact that it would only make the clamps tighten even more creating and agonizing pain.
Muraki smirked once he was satisfied with his work so far. He sat up and undid his pants revealing his throbbing erection. With a satisfied sigh he laid over Shuichi lifting one of his thin legs, positioning himself at the tight entrance he longed for. “I'm going to make you bleed koneko, for trying to escape.” His words were whispered harshly with the violent thrust that tore into Shuichi.
“AH!!” Shuichi screamed and tensed around Muraki, before sobbing hard. Both could feel the blood that now trickled around Muraki.
Muraki chuckled. “Hmm...so beautiful....covered in blood.” He grabbed a dagger from the table and slashed across Shuichi's bare, trembling chest, drawing a nice amount of blood from the large wound. He leaned forward and lapped at the blood, beginning to thrust violently.
Shuichi could do nothing but cry. He longed to be free from Muraki's grasp yet something told him he would die without the doctor. He was unaware that it was the spell he was placed under.
~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~
Hisoka had called Tatsumi right as they arrived back at Eiri's home. It was urgent for him to tell Tatsumi to find Muraki and inform him on the recent happenings. Tsuzuki meanwhile told Eiri about his shikigami and Muraki's powers. It took him awhile to explain all the blond man needed to know.
“tatsumi is starting a wider search for Muraki.” Hisoka said as he hung up the phone. “He'll inform us when he finds the monster.” The green eyed boy sighed and sat on the couch beside Tsuzuki.
“Are you alright Hiso?” Tsuzuki turned to his partner.
“I'll be fine...don't worry about it. May I use your shower Eiri?”
Eiri looked up and nodded. “Clean up when your finished. I'll make dinner.”
“I'll help!” Tsuzuki jumped to his feet.
“NO!” Hisoka snapped. “No, just relax. We all need it.” Hisoka gave Eiri a look that said -he can't cook-
Tsuzuki pouted and sat back down. He flicked on the TV and waited as Eiri cooked and Hisoka showered.
***
Hisoka tried to ignore his reflection in the mirror but the red marking that ran over his torso and arms. He shovered as the memory of the night Muraki raped him resurfaced. He shook his head to clear his mind and stepped under the hot water. He thought of Tsuzuki to release his mind from his tortured past. “Tsuzuki..”
***
Eiri watched the food cook as he remembered cooking for Shuichi. He smiled slightly as he remembered the hyper man waiting excitedly for his favorite dish to be prepared. He pushed the memory form his mind as not to burn the food.
***
Tsuzuki had seen the red marks of the curse on Hisoka's body peering form under his sleeve. He sighed as he thought of how bad Hisoka had it when he was younger. He could understand. All Tsuzuki could think about was wrapping his arms around those small shoulders and comforting the frightened shinigami. He had for so long wanted to tell Hisoka of his feeling, but chances were the empath already knew of them.
***
Eiri ate in his room when dinner was finished leaving Hisoka and Tsuzuki to eat together in the living room. The golden eyed man just needed to be alone for the rest of the night.
Tsuzuki and Hisoka didn't talk much, mainly about the case and what they thought they should do as they waited for Tatsumi to locate Muraki and Shuichi. After eatinf Tsuzuki did the dishes and went back to sit on the couch with Hisoka. He smiled softly as he saw the younger man had already drifted off to sleep. Quietly, and gently, Tsuzuki crawled next to Hisoka and pulled him close, allowing the blanket to cover the both of them.
Eiri laid staring at the ceiling alone in the bed he shared with his lover. He sighed and rolled over to stair at the place that was usually occupied by the purple eyed hyperactive singer who violently shoved his way into Eiri's life and heart. He took a deep shaky breath as he tried to stop tears from falling. “When will you be back in my arms Shuichi?” He whispered pulling the pillow that smelled like Shu close to him.
~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~
Shuichi laid covered in dry blood and bruises on Muraki's bed. He stared off at nothing seeming to be asleep curled against the side of his master. He mewled softly and closed his dull eyes, drifting again into the dreams filled with Eiri Yuki.
Eiri-san
9/24/06
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Thanks for reading. I hope you enjoyed! I will get the next chap up asap! see ya soon! ^^