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Coincidence	By : Kiba Category: +. to F > Ai no Kusabi Views: 9481 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Thanks to everybody for reading and reviewing! I'm actually quite overwhelmed by the nice reviews.

To Lena:

It was your website that 'hooked' me to AnK. I never heard about AnK befor I accidentally stumbled on it. I'm still grateful for introducing it to us.

I plan a sidestory with Janus and Coba (with a happy ending). Please don't be mad at me for 'selling' him. It was for his own good.

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chapter 9: accommodation and memories

Raoul was exhausted from the hearing and disappointed about Raven's absence.

He inserted a piano piece, leaned back and closed his eyes.

Footsteps.

He's back.

The boy rushed to his side and embraced him from behind.

Raoul didn't expect such a welcoming:

�What has gotten into you?�

�Nothing special. I'm glad you are not Kyle.�

Raoul giggled.

Silly answer

Once he buried all his emotions with Iason, who had been stolen from him when a mongrel came into Eos.

And now again a mongrel came. An almost perfect copy of the first.

A copy on whom Raoul intended to release his hurt, his anger and frustration. One he could make regret.

Fortunately this one woke his heart again. Down at the very bottom lingered a tightly guarded feeling, that took possession of him.

He pulled the tiny mongrel into his lap and kissed him.

The boy leaned back and eyed him.

There they were. Strangers. Surviving dependants. Unable to adapt and accept.

As stubborn as they were, they could only find comfort in each other.

Raoul kissed him again and Raven melted into the kiss. It felt perfect. The warmth of the embrace felt perfect.

Skilled caresses sent waves of pleasure through his body. The Blondie was talented.

What was the sense of making him that way when he isn't supposed to have sex?

Raoul pulled him tighter. He undid Raven's vest and pants.

His gloved fingers touched the scar on his belly and remained there.

Raven pushed the light control on the armrest. The lights turned off.

�That doesn't change the fact.�

Raven forced the Blondie to kiss him again. For some reason he couldn't get enough of him.

The reason was Kris but neither of them had the foggiest idea about it.

The Feron was near his second interval. His body started to emit pheromones. Faint at the moment but potent enough to stimulate.

Raoul waited for Raven's next action. There was something strange in his expression, something new.

�Will it do?�

�It will.�

Raoul pulled his vest down. Raven bit his lips. A shiver ran through his body.

Raoul was amazed. The mongrel was sensitive and incredibly flexible.

He wanted to familiarize with every line of the tanned body.

He relished every moan from the boy, knowing he was the one eliciting it.

Raven kissed his throat.

prohibited by law...

Raoul moved him away from his sensitive throat but he kept touching him.

The boy, by now weak in his legs, let him have his way.

Raoul brushed his nipples. He gasped.

Raoul touched his lips. He kissed his fingers.

Overwhelming.

A warm feeling consumed the Blondie.

He desired.

He slid his fingers down until they reached Raven's groin. He softly pressed against it.

The boy's breathing became chaotic.

Raoul stroke kim from root to tip and circled his thum over the head.

Drops of precome leaked out. Raoul licked his lips and teased until the boy pushed in his hand.

�That's it. Come for me!�

Raven threw his head back and reached conclusion, covering Raoul's hand with his semen.

Fascinating.

The boy was licking his lips while he still panted, his chest rising and falling violently.

Beautiful.

~~~

After seven days the Feron woke. The accommodation interval was over.

He felt complete - for the first time in his life.

His master waited for him but he didn't want to be awaited � he didn't want his master.

It took Kyle only a second to realize the spirited aura that sprung from his pet.

The Feron's eyes burned him.

His movement was smooth and provoking in a sexual way but he was not the centre of this interest.

The boy eyed him with disgust:

�I hate you!�

�I see.�

Kyle smiled and left.

The first one to endure his anger was Coba but his punishment was only additional.

Kyle wanted to get the mongrel under his rod.

Not the slightest hurry fastened his steps when he made for Raoul's penthouse.

He came like a war god over the boy.

His first strike hit Raven across the face, the second tore the thin fabric of the suit.

The mongrel yelped in pain.

Ryo creamed: �Sir Kyle!� but the merciless Blondie didn't stop.

He delivered strike after punishing strike. Kyle looked like a demon and produced a fear in the furniture, that reached into his very marrow.

After the tithe strike Raven felt darkness reaching for him and something hot running down his face.

The fluid reached his mouth. It tasted ferrous.

Blood.

He was overwhelmed with fatigue and allowed himself to drift into the comforting darkness.

�Call your master, boy!�

Panic clenched Ryo's jaw. He was unable to move until the Blondie left the apartment.

�Raven! Answer!�

The mongrel lay on the ground with an almost satisfied expression on his face.

The floor was drained with blood. Ryo hesitated to touch him. His fingers jittered when he contacted Raoul:

�Master Raoul, I need assistance.�

�What happened?�

�Blood, there is blood � lots of.�

�Pull yourself together, Ryo!�

�I can't handle this on my own. He needs an emergency doctor.�

Instead of getting more informations out of his furniture, Raoul traced the youth and called the clinic.

Ryo accompanied the medic team to Kalga. His master was already there.

Raoul sat in a chair, cross legged with his arms sustained on a cane in front of him.
His face betrayed no emotions.

The medic reported: �Multiple fissures and bruises. The spine is affected in three vertebrae. Easy to fix, but ...�

�But?�

�It's expensive.�

�So?�

The physician looked a trifle bemused. He lowered his voice:

�He's only a mongrel.�

Raoul didn't bother to address the issue.

�What supplies are going to be taken?�

�He can undergo surgery within an hour. Recovery in a hydroflation chamber?�

�Yes.�

�Seven days, nine if you wish for his lungs to be cleansed from tar.�

�See to it!�

�Anything else?�

�Remove the scars!�

The medic ticked off his report-papers.

�Is there anything else, we should know?� He looked up: �You classified him as an experimental type.�

�Unimportant for the medical procedure.�

�Would you please?�

Raoul pulled his right glove of and retrieved the controller ring to the man:

�I wish to be informed when the waking is scheduled.�

�Treatment for this one too? He is under shock.�

�See to it.�

Kyle took a bite of an egg roll and watched fascinated the two pets performing on the floor.

�What's wrong with you, my friend. You hardly look at them. Not your liking?�

�Not exactly.�

�It seems you have tired of your pets, lately.�

�Years ago, Kyle, but I have no interest to discuss my private life with you. You interfere far to often.�

Kyle snapped his fingers:

�Coba! Take them away!�

�Yes, Master.�

The pets were mortified at the dropout. One whispered to the other:

�Did we not please him?�

They obviously feared their visit to Eos was cut short.

A whiff of leniency clung to Kyle's voice when he informed the furniture:

�Both of them for the party tomorrow. Have them ready at nine.�

�Yes, Master.�

The pets giggled and Coba hurried to lead them away.

�Will you bring the mongrel, Raoul?�

�I have no such intension, nor will I participate.�

Kyle frowned: �We are expected to appear together. Otherwise rumors will spread.�

�As I told you, Kyle: I have no intentions to discuss my private life with you.�

�And I have no intentions to discuss my private life with Jupiter.�

Raoul pinched the bridge of his nose. A headache was imminent.

�Jupiter has neither special interest in you nor me but as a matter of fact you will report
to Jupiter for violating it's clauses and my rights in case of Raven.�

�That's a joke in poor taste! Not because of a mongrel. He is a nice toy but don't enjoy him too much.�

�Like you on the balcony?�

�Touch�.�

�I desisted from reporting it to Jupiter but don't repeat this mistake.�

Kyle turned pale:

�I apologize.�

~~~

'I didn't want to accommodate to him. You liked me the way I was.'

Raven strolled into the library. He had still trouble with breathing. It would probably take a few days until the fluid in his lungs was completely outgone,

Raoul made him stay (more likely sit) in bed. The boy was fidgety and decided to ignore his master's order.

Unfortunately Raoul was still up and made his plan went up in smoke.

He heard the boy and called him in. Raven hesitated.

Can I get you something, Raoul?�

�No. Come over here.�

Raoul sat on his big round bed. The mongrel rarely saw him in private clothing and blushed.

He is gorgeous.

�Raven! Didn't you hear me?�

�I'm sorry. It's just ... I have never been in your bedroom.�

�Come here and sit down!�

Raven scrambled onto the bed next to Raoul.

He's warm.

�Are you angry with me because of Kris?�

�You deliberately disobeyed my order to stay in bed. Therefore I am angry but not about the Feron.�

� Why would anyone want a pet to accommodate to a master? They become useless for every new owner.�

�Kris series is meant for deep space.�

Deep space. No wonder Kris is so young.

Deep-space-travelers didn't reach civilizations for decades.

Of course they would deplore to get rid of an unappealing pet. The acquisition was far expensive.

An accommodated pet may be a necessity in deep space but on Amoi... cruel.

The Blondie put his arm around the mongrel's shoulders and kissed his forehead:

�I'm not angry with you.�

�Don't make me go back to bed, please. I'm bored to death.�

�As responsibility for disobeying me you have to stay in my bed, where I can keep an eye of you. Get rid of your clothes.�

Raven bit his lower lip. A part of him wanted to cringe away but another part couldn't get his eyes of the beautiful man in front of him.

He vividely remembered Raoul's hands on him and blushed.

His body had own ideas about the prospect of being naked with his master in his bed. He was aroused and Raoul was too.

This sort of relationship was not appropriate, but it was not that easy.

If Raven only behaved as expected... If wild and rough... but the mongrel didn't.

His presence was pleasurable and Raoul's desire for him rose.
The wild beauty aroused Raoul to some extend.

He tried to justify himself: 'I just want to know.'

The truth was he wanted.

He wanted to touch Raven, to feel the heath of his body, the intimacy � he wanted the boy.

And he wanted him now!

Raven's eyes darkened attractively. Raoul reached for his bathrobe and opened it hastily.

He already knew it was a lie, when he said:

�I'm just curious to see the surgical results.�

The Blondie leaned down with impatience and touched his lips to the boy's:

�Open your mouth.�

A wanton little moan escaped him.

He closed his eyes and entangeld his tongue with Raoul's.

The Blondie's hands were running down his body, setting him on fire.

Blond hair tickled Raven's face and caused his eyes to open.

Raoul's distracted look confused him.

�Raoul?�

The Blondie slid his fingers over the now flawless skin on Raven's belly.

Raven rolled to the side, away from him:

�Why couldn't you just accept it? It was proof of a life. Now it is, as if nothing ever happened.�

Raoul snuggled up to him:

�You are my pet now. There is no need for further proof of your life.�

Not mine!

Raoul turned him back. He wanted to kiss him again but Raven turned his head away:

�Pets are nothing but trash.�

�You are incorrigible. How many times must I tell you to be proud of being an Elites pet.�

The moment was ruined. Raven rose in a quick movement and fled the room.

He sat on the ledge, deep in thoughts.

His hand moved unintentionally over his belly. It has been his habit for years.

He remembered Danae, the proud leader of the Midgets.

How had he gotten into it back then?

He ran away from guardian � from the cruelty of the beds he had to warm.

How he hated it. How he despised it. How much he wished to crank his claws into the man's face.

'In Ceres your life means nothing.'

But when it was without any importance why live?

When he escaped from the center, he had been too young to live on his own.

Rumors about a mongrel, whose gang mugged some Midas catering, lead him to the Midgets.

He was clever enough to break free from the center. He could make himself useful to them.

That's what he thought. Of course they had no use for a kid � instead of Danae.

At first as some sort of good-luck charm, once realized, as a hacker and in the end as a pairing partner.

That was about the time when other men started fantasizing about him.

They tried to seduce him, to force him, to persuade him but Danae made clear he was untouchable.

He became proud, even arrogant and he had dreams.

Intrigued with the rumors, spreading about them, the Midgets grew more and more incautious.

It never occurred to them they would fail once - not with Danae as leader.

Danae.
Everyone in Ceres knew Danae back than.

For the Elites he had been scarcely more than a little nuisance, but in the slums he had the reputation of a hero.

The Midas-police was not able to get hands on him.

'It's cause of you, my lucky-charm.'

The Midgets never robbed the cargoes � they hacked into the systems and redirected them ... until that faithful day.

A bright day. Raven smiled bitterly.

Damn it! It was all my fault. I have done the hackings. I have blundered into the trap!

That only he managed to survive made him feel guilty even more.

They all knew the risk, but he felt like he himself killed his comrades.

He had not even the will to survive.

Danae sacrificed himself to give him an opportunity for a break.

Since it was Danae's will, he survived - marred for the rest of his life.

Marred on the in- and outside.

The police never humiliated themselves, admitting the brat's escape.

And then ... Katze.

Of all people it had been Katze.

After the shock about the incident faded away, he wanted to repay Katze for nursing him.

He didn't want to owe that man.

At first he served coffee. Later he ran errands. He never failed in his duties.

When Katze travelled to Daars, he reprogrammed the storage-database. It became more efficient.

The dealer was intrigued with the most unexpected skills.

He intended to educate him but Raven's abilities went above his reach. He only lacked training.

Katze faced a galling truth: the kid's emerge was more than pure chance.

Katze himself was the reason.

When the Midgets more and more affected the marked, he was forced to do something about them.

Not at least because of Raoul's interfering.

He had trapped the squall and he knew about the missing one.

Without even realizing it, he wanted to make it up to the boy.

Maybe, deep within, he even wanted to make up to Riki.

Wasn't it ironic? Of all people a second Riki.

The market was indispensable for Ceres.

As long as he bent to the dealer, Raven was able to do a stint of his own.

He decided to take care of him.

He threw himself into work, every time the numbness on his mind subsided.

He didn't allow himself to dream anymore.

In Ceres absolutely nothing was for free, not even dreams.

He became a loyal servant to Tanagura in many ways.

Unfortunately there are still dreams remaining...

Raoul entered the balkony.

Who could stand such a hurtful expression?

He lifted Raven from the ledge and the boy buried his face into Raoul's chest.

There was no one else, to rely on and yet he felt trapped between Danae, Katze and Raoul.

He crawled to the side of the bed and curled up into a ball.

The Blondie's arms came around him. Raoul may never be able to understand but he wanted him - whatever reason for.

He silently cried himself to sleep.
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