Hello to everyone who's hopeful to read my story of my favorite pairing and personal OTP, ItachixShisui! It makes me sad to find so few stories of these two together, especially ones that aren't one-shots. So while it upsets me to be writing this as an AU story, since I personally love their original line, this idea was what urged me to write this first story of the pairing.
This is rated M for a reason, in later chapters there will be some smut, lemon, etc. So be warned. But I'm never one to just jump right into the kinky stuff. I like to have a good story and have the characters connect with actual emotion other than lust that has no meaning other than to make a bad story.
I hope you all enjoy my story, reviews and criticism are always welcome!
All characters belong to their rightful owners.
I am Taimukipa.
AU: Shisui Uchiha is the heir to an world renowned silk company. With his parents recently deceased, and the weight of the company on his shoulders. He finds that loneliness is becoming more and more common in his life. With no one to truly share his thoughts with he turns to a borish product, slave trade. Thinking of finding someone sweet he can talk with on a high level on intellect, and daresay, become friends, he heads off to a shady slave shop in search of a cute girl. Though, he never expected to find a raven haired neko that would catch his interest. Especially not with that neko being, male.
Barbed Collar
Isaiah 43:1
"I have called you by name, you are mine!"
Boring scenery of the city slums passed by slowly as the solitary heir sat quietly in his carriage. The city itself was not a rich one, so he was surprised as always to simply find that one part in particular looked and smelled worse than that of the suburban area closer to his home. The cobblestone streets were lines with trash and rats. Some drunken idiots lay uncaringly on the side of the streets, covered in rags and their own filth. A few upper class people walked through the disgusting area with mild distaste on their cleaned up faces. The buildings were dirty and rotting to the core already, windows broken and signs half torn down.
Still some tried to hold their businesses here. Some looked a little more spruced than most of the area, drawing attention to them of course. A few bars and strip clubs housed the corners and basements of the buildings. Shallow signs brought attention to their shady businesses. The boy stared out the small window of the horse drawn carriage before grimacing and turning his head from the gray scenery.
Shisui Uchiha was the sole heir to one of the most renowned silk trades of the world. His parents, who died tragically about a year ago, had in their will relinquished all rights and company ownership holds over to him. Being only twenty-one at the time, he was one of the youngest owners of a successful company that the world had ever seen. While running the company from his monstrous house, his main assistant, his trusted uncle, Madara helped him through the tougher legalities that Shisui had yet to learn about.
Truly though his parents had raised him to be able to take over the company, he was well informed on how to run it and carry out procedures properly on his own. The Uchiha name was a powerful one, but most of his relatives had been scattered around the world, wishing to live off on their own instead of sticking together. His clan was a solemn one, but they all often called Shisui in a jealous rage that he would never share any of his profit with them. He always gave them the same answer. 'why should I share with such greedy bastards.'
Even when he was younger, his parents dealt with their clans greed as well and refused them. Instead his parents decided to annually donate large sums of their money to charity. Shisui found it admirable, despite growing up with luxury, his parents had taught him to be humble about it so he wouldn't grow up crooked like his relatives.
Recently though, Shisui was starting to feel lonely. Not only sexually, but mentally as well. He'd gone out with many fine woman, but found their intellectual knowledge and level to be drastically lower than his own, and so he ended up getting bored with them, and found their company unfulfilling. Getting desperate, and finally unable to stand the thought of living in that huge house with nothing but his uncle and servants all in different halls, far away from him in the desolate lonely nights, he finally gave into temptation and was on his way to visit a shop that strung to a new fad that had swept the world with interest.
It was a shop that breed and sold slaves. Pets.
About thirty years ago, an interesting new breed of human had ben born into the world, and from that sprung up more and more. With this breed taking up about a forth of the population, they finally came to terms with it's species and gave it a place in society. Unfortunately, some greedy rich bastard had proclaimed the species lower than that of a human. Shisui found it disgusting to demote a creature with the intelligence of a human to something less than a human. They called them half breeds. The resembled humans, with animalistic traits. Shisui found this development to be extremely fascinating when he was first shown at the young age of seven. His parents taught him that the half breeds were just as good as humans, but due to social standards, his parents found it increasingly difficult to help them without getting repercussions from other nobles and rich clients.
Slave shops held, traded, breed and sold these half breeds for exceptional rates. They had making a list and categorized each slave according to personality traits, flaws, etc. Shisui had never seen one up close though, being told by his parents that in order to live away from the subjected cruelty of the world, most half breeds hid in abandoned forests or shallow, underground cities in fear and discontent. Some where not so lucky and due to the given rights of half breeds, it made it easy to capture and sell one without it being a kind of injustice.
Shisui was excited, and frightened, to finally be able to see one close enough. He felt a little giddy though, if he ended up purchasing one, he'd be looked on as a hero, a savior for the half breed! Of course he was looking for companionship, someone that could hold a conversation with him, his interests, maybe even more.
Sex was one thing that he didn't consider a requirement for whoever he decided to take home. That wasn't something he needed companionship for when it was easily found almost anywhere. He just wanted a friend...
A shallow jolt of the carriage snapped Shisui out of his thoughts. He heard the clattering of his driver getting down from his seat and then open the door beside him. Shisui looked to him as he stepped aside and bowed lightly.
"We've arrived, sir." He said politely. Shisui nodded and then stood himself up and exited the carriage. He was hit with a wave of nausea from whatever disgusting scents filled the street he was on. He made a face of disdain before looking to his driver.
"Wait here, I'll be back shortly." He said turning from him and heading into the small, cramped slave shop. His expression calmed down a bit as the small bell attached to the heavy cloth, draped over the door way to act as a door went off, drawing attention to himself. It smelled a little better in here than outside at least, but everything still held an unconventional stench of unbathed people and disgust.
"Welcome! 'ow can I be of service to ya sir?" Said an accented woman with stringy blonde hair, tied in a crude pony tail. He blinked at her and then looked around. The main floor had flickering lights ahead and a dirty tile floor. Cages littered against the walls and in the back corner sat a chair and desk, most like the paying station. Inside the cages sat people, tails flicked at times, coming from behind them and some had animal-like ears on their heads! Shisui was a bit stunned.
"Well I..." He was a bit lost for words as he looked at all the creatures in the room, some young, some old, some about his age it seemed. Some were excited to see him and pressed against the bars of their cage, trying to draw him over for attention, a few with thick black leather collars glared at him as if he were some small animal they wanted to rip apart in aggression.
Hearing the woman clear her throat, Shisui flinched and then looked back to her. He gave her a charming smile.
"Forgive me, this is my first time at an establishment as this." He said to her. She visibly flushed at his kind -secretly fake- smile and then laughed nervously.
"Oh! It's alright, very understandable sir!" She said pushing some hair behind her ear. "Please take your time! Look 'round we have a great selection!" She said and then turned pointing to a large poster on the wall, with colors lined down. "If you inspect th' chart there, you'll be able to tell them apart by personality an' choose one of your liking!" She said. "If you 'ave any questions for me, please ask!" She said before heading back to her desk, to let him look in piece.
Shisui watched her for a moment before looking around, hesitantly, wondering where he should look first. It made this a little awkward, seeing the caged half breeds watching him intently. They were people! It was weird, to people shop. He gulped and then inhaled. He wouldn't let a little discomfort dampen his personality. He was Shisui Uchiha! He would show no nervousness or apprehension. He was purchasing something and he had to check over the products!
He glanced at the chart and quickly looked over the collars. It seemed that pink collars would be more suited to what he was looking for, pink signified a sweet and caring personality, someone you can spend time with easily. Red was some sort of aggression and would often turn against their 'master'. He frowned though, he wasn't looking for some difficult project. Green represented a spunky personality and high energy, whether it be good, bad, or a nuisance was not specified though. He held back from rolling his eyes. A shady business was still that, shady, untrustworthy. Black it seemed was either an extremely unruly slave, or someone with a bad personality. Shisui could only imagine the sick people wanting to tame that kind of project. He shuddered, feeling pity for the creatures.
The colors went on after that, but still, his head told him to find someone with a pink collar. He looked around the shop, walking by cages with energetic slaves in them, or ones that were asleep, some made light animal noises at him, beckoning him and hinting to him what kind of half breed they were.
He saw a black collar glaring at him dangerously and bare his teeth, the ears on his head were small and pointed straight up, but by the fangs in his mouth and the way he growled at Shisui, he assumed he was some kind of dog. As interesting as it was Shisui turned away quickly, not wanting to entice him any further and made his way through the shop still.
He saw a variety of dogs, there was some kind of rodent like half breeds. He stopped at a few of the female cages with green, yellow or pink collars. To each cage there was a clipboard attached, giving more details about the slaves. he was mostly interested in the IQ levels of the slaves, where he was at a brisk 5.0 most of these slaves were scored low, around 2.3 if they were lucky. Some had about a 3.0 grade, but they were black or red collars and looked extremely unhappy that he was looking over their clip boards.
He paused at a girls cage with a pink collar. She had a thin face and a cute voice as she looking to him curiously. There was something folded against her back, what he was surprised and excited to find as wings. But looking over her clipboard, he found she had one of the lowest IQ's he'd seen so far.
What a shame... He thought sadly before letting out a sigh. He had come in here so excited, though his hope was slowly withering. A few in the cages tried to paw at him, and some snarled at him. He made a face, about to give up on his search for a well mannered, intelligent companion, until he looked ahead into the dark corner of the room. He blinked, seeing a larger cage there with a man sitting in it. This man, even Shisui had to agree was almost stunning. He had pale skin, much like Shisui's, but with more of a porcelain attribute to it, there were dark tear trough lines trailing down his face, giving it some kind of flaw, making Shisui remember he was not some kind of doll. He was thin, with an almost feminine figure, as far as Shisui could tell under the baggy black clothes he wore. His hair, despite being in such a place, looked like the fine black silk his company produced. Compared to the shop keepers hair, it looked feathery-soft. He had a subtle air about him as well, quiet, reserved. In fact, he wasn't even looking at Shisui, not at the woman, not at anything other than the blank wall, almost like he was so deep in thought the outside world meant nothing.
Shisui saw a thin black tail, curled up and unmoving on his lap, and small black ears adorned on top of his head as well. His eyes were dark, hidden from his sight in the shadows he was casted in. Shisui was almost breath-taken by the subtle, far away beauty of the man. Thankfully though, having these thought didn't shock Shisui as he thought they would have... thinking a man was beautiful.
He hesitantly made his way over to the cage, seeing the shop keeper look to him out of the corner of his eyes. Still he only stopped when he stood in front of the cage. The first thing he noticed was the black collar around the mans slender neck. He looked to the clipboard and his eyes widened, when he read the IQ level was 6.0. Unlike the other black collars' in the shop, he didn't even growl or glare at Shisui at all. He saw his ear twitch though when he picked up the clipboard. He faintly saw a shift in his eyes, being able to see Shisui out of his peripheral vision most likely. He was quiet, almost accepting? with an aura that demanded respect, even from a half breed who had been labeled with no real freedom or rights.
He didn't seem like he would kill Shisui first chance he got out of the cage, so why was he black collared?
"Oh, you don't want that one!" He heard a judgmental voice from behind him. He turned to look to the woman at the counter who was watching the slave with displeasure and regret, like she didn't want him there. "I bought 'im cause he had a pretty face, thought he'd sell easily! But he's just so darn stubborn, he has no personality and no reaction! The few times I managed to get 'im out of here, the owners came back and demanded I return their money!" She scoffed, rolling her eyes.
Shisui watched her and then looked back to the slave in the cage, and then to his clipboard.
"Itachi." He read aloud, causing Itachi's ears to twitch somewhat. "... Well, he is marked with a 6.0 IQ level..." he said and then looked to the woman. "Maybe the previous owners were just too incredibly low level to understand what he had to say..." He said lightly. She grimaced and then let out a shrill laugh.
"Yeah! If he said anythin' at all!" She snickered. "He doesn't speak, I don' even know if he sleeps! He's a strange one he is." She said and rolled her eyes. "I'd get rid of him if he hadn't cost me an arm and a leg!" She said angrily. "No one will buy him from me cause of his history neither!" She said and then started coughing.
Shisui watched her with bored eyes as she excused herself and went into the back, most likely to get some water or something. Slowly though, Shisui turned his attention back to the silent man in front of him. He let go of the clipboard and then knelt down, watching him with interest. Itachi didn't move though, or look at him, and the ever impassive expression remained on his face.
"... My name is Shisui... Shisui Uchiha." He said to him. Still no reaction. He pursed his lips. "Don't you even want to attempt to act appealing? To get bought and get out of here?" He asked him. Itachi still remained silent. Shisui sighed. He took a moment before looking back up to Itachi. "From what it seems, you've been here for a long while... yet you still don't show any interest in getting bought, to get out?" He said lightly. "I'm sure everyone that comes in shows you some kind of interest, yes?" He asked, for Shisui surly wouldn't have though he would have... "So why do you look so dampened?" He asked.
Still Itachi remained silent. Shisui let out an exasperated sigh and rolled his eyes. If he couldn't even get Itachi to talk, what would be the point of potentially buying him. He shut his eyes in momentary though, and soon after a dark, smooth voice snapped him out of it.
"There's no value in showing off in order to be bought by someone who thinks they own the world." Came the low voice of the man in the cage. Shisui watched him with wide eyes and then he grinned.
"So you can talk!" He said. Itachi's ear twitched again and Shisui could have sworn he saw those misty coal eyes narrow in annoyance. He quickly cleared his throat and then watched him. "But don't you want to be taken away by some nice person to live in luxury?" He asked him. Thankfully, Itachi responded to him again!
"Being able to live in luxury comes at a high price, half of the time that price is pain, and the other half it is pleasure." He said lightly. "I've been involved with both, and found neither appealing." He said looking away from Shisui more.
Shisui watched him quietly, blankly. He figured, that those are what some people were like... an in retrospect, they were most likely liars before hand to attempt to gain trust before brutally raping, or beating Itachi, or other slaves. So even if Shisui were to say that he was there for good intentions, Itachi probably wouldn't believe him.
"I'm not like that though..." He said, trying anyways, for whatever reason. It had really been instantaneous. He just instantly liked Itachi when he first saw him. "... I'm actually here on a trip of justice! I wanted to find someone that I could just get along with, like friends, and be able to save from this kind of life style!" He said smiling. At these words, Itachi finally looked to him. The look on his face was cold and almost frightening, sending shivers up Shisui's spine.
"There are no hero's here." Was all he said in a low, dark voice. Shisui was a bit taken back, but said nothing and merely pursed his lips, watching Itachi with curiosity.
From behind him, he could hear the woman coming back.
"You're still on 'im?" He questioned. "If I may sir, we have plenty of other fine slaves you could-" She started to go on, but Shisui spoke up, cutting her off.
"I'd really like, if I could take, Itachi home today." He said standing of from Itachi's cage, feeling the gaze of the cat in the cage as he turned to the woman. She stared at him, blinking with wide eyes. She gave him a disbelieving look.
"Are you sure?" She asked. Shisui merely nodded. She stared at him for a moment longer before nodded. "Alright then! He's yours, the price is on the clip board, and this sale is final!" She said to him sternly.
Shisui merely gave her another dashing smile and nodded.
"Of course, miss." He said walking over to fill out the paper work, and pay the extravagant price that Itachi was labeled for. Shifting his gaze towards Itachi once more, he saw Itachi was no longer looking to him, instead the mans eyes were closed and he remained silent.
Alright! Well there is chapter one, it was a little shorter than I thought it would turn out when I was writing it. Though I'm pretty pleased with the length. I assume the other chapters will be about the same length.
Well, please send me some reviews, I'd love to hear what you guys thought!
I am Taimukipa.
