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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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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: 85 of ?
Edited by Tiamate(´∀｀)♡

~~**Forever Caged**~~

“You ever get the feeling that someone’s watching you?” Rio asked, eyeing the nervous waiter tabling their drinks.

Riki sighed. They probably were being watched, and not just by Iason and Orphe’s spies, but by Jupiter as well. Yet, after listening to Rio’s 'someone’s watching me' speech every two minutes, Riki failed to feel the same chill he had the first time Rio had mentioned it.

“What is it this time?” V rolled his eyes. “Did a fly eyeball you the wrong way?”

“Never underestimate the seeming powerlessness of a common fly,” warned Rio, glaring at the waiter.

“You seriously need therapy, you know that?” V muttered, picking up one of the glasses.

“And you’re too quick to trust,” Rio replied, forcing V’s cup back onto the table, his hand covering the top of it. “I’ve been poisoned enough times by ‘innocent waiters’ to smell a rat when one comes sneaking past. We need to kill him.”

The waiter dropped his tray on the table; glass shattered and alcohol splashed.

Riki tensed, ready to protect the server, and, as the tray bounced to the carpeted floor, Rio’s bleeding hand became visible where it was still on V’s glass, on the table.

“I’m sorry!”

The fair-haired boy rushed to Rio’s side, pressing a white cloth from his apron onto Rio’s cut hand.

Rio hissed in pain; Riki and V rushed the assassin just as the he tried to stab the waiter in the neck, holding him back by the arms.

“I’d run if I were you,” Riki advised the server. The guy stared at Riki in shock for a second before bolting out the door.

“Don’t let him escape!” Rio struggled in their hold. “He did that on purpose! We need to kill him!”

“Fucking hell, Rio, chill out!” V said, and slapped Rio across the face. “Be calm, damn it!”

Rio blinked at V in shock. “You did not just bitch slap me…”

“You’re hysterical,” Riki said, yanking Rio’s blades from his fists. “What the hell is wrong with your brain?”

Without him helping to hold Rio down, the assassin was able to break away from V’s grip.

“We need to get out of here.” Rio jumped up, ripping the bottom of his shirt, and wrapped his bloody hand. “I’m not paranoid… Well, maybe a little, but I haven’t been at ease since you pushed that button, Riki. I’ve felt like someone’s been watching and listening to every word I say since I stepped onto this damn planet, but, being with you, that feeling has intensified.”

Standing in front of the door, Riki frowned as he handed Rio back his weapons. “Like how?” The chill he’d felt was back.

“The little hairs on the nape of my neck are standing up. I have goose bumps, and I’m on edge—like someone’s about to shank me in the back.” Rio raked his hand though his hair. “I’ve never had that feeling whenever I was in Ceres, and that fucking place’s shadows are out to rob me.”

“Let’s go.” Riki opened the door. There was only one thing that could set Rio on edge, and that was Jupiter. The bitch probably had her freaky-ass silver eyes locked on him, and in his stupidity he'd led her straight to Rio.

“Go where?” V asked.

Looking at Rio and V, Riki said, “Ceres.”

oOoOoOo

Deep into Ceres, in the abandoned part of the city, Fidget watched with interest as a stranger walked down the street across from his hiding spot in a rundown building. Tall, broad shoulders, and possibly sexy if he hadn't been wearing a black hood obscuring his face.

Fidget had spied the tight-assed maybe-stud on his way to the edge of Ceres, to where the empty part of the city met the desert wasteland of Amoi.

It wasn’t unusual to see stragglers wandering around the ghostly streets, even before the time when V, Sky and him played hide and seek in the buildings. When they had first been released from Guardian he used to see a lone mongrel or two.

An hour ago, Fidget had followed a couple of kids, and messed with their heads for fun until they had run away screaming—chasing them back to the populated section of Ceres, where it was ‘safe’. But the guy he currently watched was different. There was a sense of purpose in his stride—confidence that Fidget had never seen in anyone he’d come across while in this part of the city.

So he followed him, skipping along, and hiding when the hooded guy’s sixth sense was triggered and he turned to look around him.

Having already fulfilled his assignment, and having boredom kick in the second he had stepped out of the aerocar without Niko at his side, Fidget continued stalking his mystery man, because—

Wind rushed past Fidget’s face and a silver blade sang, as it pierced the rotting wood two inches away from his head.

“Why are you following me?”

“That’s pretty…” Fidget stared at the blade’s handle and the snarling silver beast carved into it. “Where did you steal it from?” Prying it from the wall, Fidget twirled the knife.

“I asked you a question,” the stranger said quietly.

“I asked you one too,” replied Fidget, playing with the weapon.

“It is part of a set. I inherited them from my father, after I killed him,” the man said calmly, holding his black-gloved hand out. “May I have it back?”

With a snap of his wrist, Fidget shot the blade back at the stranger. “Giveth as thy receiveth, right?” Fidget grinned, and then gave an appreciative whistle when the guy’s hood fell back after expertly catching the blade without harming himself.

“Well, well, aren’t you a looker. Why would you wear a hood to cover a fine face like that?” Fidget’s taste currently lay in a very tall man with long blond hair, but the confirmed stud in front of him almost swayed him.

The stranger’s pretty copper-flecked eyes stared at Fidget. “I politely answered your question; may I have the same courtesy back?”

Fidget shrugged. “I was bored,” he said. “You have some pretty manners. You’re not from around here, are you?”

“I’d like you to stop following me, or I’ll have to put you down,” the man said coldly.

“I’m currently in a ‘relationship, so I can’t allow you to take me on the ground.” Fidget grinned. “Whatcha doing in this part of town?”

Fidget knew how to push a person’s buttons. He had started practicing in Guardian, and on V, then honed his skill to a deadly point. Words were a weapon, and when he had been a kid, that was all he had… It mostly got him in trouble, but people would say the most useful and interesting things when pissed.

But not this guy…

He had a feeling that he could say the most annoying thing, and the dude would remain as calm and collected as he currently was. Fidget wondered what it would take to break the guy’s cool.

Because if he couldn’t annoy the truth out of the guy, then he’d have to beat it out him, and Fidget did prefer words over fists—not that he couldn’t fight. Being a wild spawn of Ceres, knowing how to kick ass was engraved in his genes. He just didn’t like getting hit if he could help it.

“You’ve been warned.” The stud sheathed his blade and turned away.

Fidget gave an inward sigh. Fight it is. “I like warnings, rules, and idle threats. It’s fun to break them.” Unwinding the long, shiny, thin chain from around his waist, Fidget wrapped the deceptively delicate silver links around his fists.

“I would have loved to keep talking to ya, but you seem set on going your way.” Fidget smiled when the man looked over his shoulder at him. “I can’t have you roaming around my city unchecked, now can I?”

Those lovely-copper flecked eyes narrowed. "Your city?”

Grinning, Fidget nodded. “Yup. My city. I can’t have you wandering around my city unless you tell me what you’re doing. I have orders.”

“And who—“the stranger stepped closer to Fidget—“gave you these orders?”

Fidget swayed his hips. “That’s for me to know, and you to find out. I tell you what,” Fidget said playfully. “If you can pin me to the wall, I’ll tell you everything you wanna know. But if I get you under me…”

Riki had told him to not confront their target… But how was he to know if he had the right guy if he didn’t talk to him.

“So, you wanna do this with or without our shirts on?” Fidget grinned, twirling his chain.

The man moved the edges of his coat behind him, revealing those snarling-beast blade handles. “If you don’t mind, I’ll keep my clothes on.”

“Pity.” Fidget pouted. “I have a thing for sexy studs with hot bodies.”

oOoOoOo

“So what now?” Lilly asked. The meeting had finished a lot faster than he or Sky had predicted. There hadn’t been any fighting or arguing. The gangs had all too quietly agreed to work together, without his incentive or the enforcing powers of Sky’s crystal blades.

"Now we find a bar, buy a few drinks, and start asking questions about why the hell everyone is on their best behavior,” Sky answered.

“Drinks?” Lilly said warily. Getting drunk with Riki and the gang was one thing, but other mongrels? He knew how to defend himself, but he’d seen the way V, Fidget and the others fought. And Sky wanted them to go to a bar where they only had each other to watch their backs?

“Do you think it’s a good idea? If we piss someone off…” There was no way he could control everyone without Jade by his side.

“It’s not about pissing people off, Lilly.” Sky smiled devilishly. “It’s about fear. Nosler whispered a little sweet something in every one of the leaders' ear the second he got in. We need to know what he said, and use it to our advantage.”

“Knowledge is power, and power is fear…” He’d heard Mikhale say that numerous times.

“Yeah, but power is useless if people think you won’t use it,” replied Sky. “If your enemy knows you won’t kill him when he’s caught, but be tortured then you have the fear you need to win any kind of war.”

Times like these, Lilly became afraid of Sky. It was hard to look at the mongrel’s face and not shiver with dread, not when he talked so nonchalantly about tormenting an invisible opponent so happily.

Lilly had his doubts, but he did agree that they needed to know what made all the fearsome mongrel gang leaders so cooperative. Riki would be coming into Ceres even if he didn’t locate Rio.

He and Sky had to get everything perfect so that Riki could come in, and not have to ask questions about what was going on. However, the last thing Lilly wanted to do was get into another mongrel battle. Mikhale had been ‘understanding’ last night, but he could only push the Blondie so far.

“Can you promise not to start a war while we’re there?” Fights were one thing. Lilly could handle a fight. A small scuffle that he could control and not be forced to make people his zombies.

“I’m not out to cause problems,” Sky said, making Lilly sigh. He could see Sky struggling not to smile. Times like this, he could see how alike Sky and his twin were. But Fidget was more of an ‘innocent’ troublemaker, while Sky was an evil menace.

“Sky…”

“I won’t start anything,” promised Sky, “but in this place there is no such thing as a peaceful interrogation. Don’t worry, I won’t ask you to get your hands bloody, just make sure no one stains their hands with mine.

Blood?

“How about we find a room and you bring who you want to question to me, and I’ll ask them?” To do what Sky wanted, he needed Jade.

Sky shook his head. “I have to hear what they are saying. They could say something meaningless to you, but will be the answer I’m seeking.”

Lilly bit back his groan. “Mikhale will kill me if I come back hurt again…”

“A little bit of pain won’t hurt you.”

The last thing Lilly wanted to discuss was how wrong Sky was in his statement. There was pain, and then there was pain. Sky had no clue the agony he'd lived though. Mikhale was gentler with him, and hadn’t punished him since they returned to Amoi. However, it was always in the back of his head, the fear of doing something that would push Mikhale over the edge and his back chained to the Blondie’s bed.

“This isn’t something we can play safe, Lilly. My people are being stolen. Maybe even killed… If the gang leaders are hiding something that could lead us to finding the asshole, then I’m going to make damn sure they tell us.”

Lilly said nothing. The evil light was gone from Sky’s stormy-gray eyes. Whatever was rolling around in the mongrel’s mind was more than the problem on their hands. Yet, whatever demons were weighing down on Sky’s shoulders, the mongrel kept them to himself.

“Okay… Let’s do it then.” Lilly could only hope that Riki found Rio and came to find them next, because he could feel a chill going down his spine.

Making sure his laser blade was tucked inside his back pocket, Lilly followed Sky to the hover bikes parked outside.

TBC…
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