A/N: OMG, this is an epic fail. My original prompt is to make Emil rescue a cat in an alleyway one day and the cat turns out to be a cursed boy (Leon). And now like every other fics, I've turned this into a twisted, dark story (I'm too used to this genre). Feel so sorry for my favourite pairing T.T Anyway, feel free to comment on this scary piece of work.

(1) Creep

Bang.

The sound echoed in Emil's ear. His head collided with the wall. His eyes were clouded with tears before haze overtook his vision. He swallowed his cries as blood dribbled down his forehead, gradually crawling down his cheek and staining his white collar. His knees buckled. He collapsed when the hand wrapped around his neck loosened its grip.

The pain was unexpectedly rejuvenating.

'I asked what you put in his drink,' said one of them in his husky voice. He raised his left foot and shoved Emil against the wall. 'Answer us!'

Emil wiped the blood off his face with a ghastly smirk, which only irritated the boys more.

'Dude, you're creepy as fuck,' added the blond, gazing at Emil through his glasses with his sky blue eyes. Cold. Nonchalant. 'Why don't you just hang yourself and save us some trouble?'

Emil remained quiet. Even when Yong Soo's shoe came in contact with his chest several times and he almost felt his rib cage fracture, his eyes were fixated on the third boy in the gang.

Leon stood there motionless. He was still holding the lukewarm milk tea. Emil knew it was lukewarm because he had tasted it in advance, making sure he left his saliva in there before adding in a special gift.

'Why are you, like, staring at me like that?' asked Leon.

He looked so flashy. He was always flashy anyway. His dark brown hair was styled every day. His bangs would always cover his thick eyebrows. His eyes were dark, large and sparkly. His crimson jacket went well with his white T-shirt on which the phrase 'I Don't Give a F**K' was engraved. The tight jeans made him look taller than he actually was. It was adorable, in Emil's opinion, that he was trying hard to hide his inferiority, that he was only 5 ft 4. He looked more slender that way and as Emil scanned him from head to toe, he noticed Leon's brand-new converse. Limited edition.

Always the trendy one.

The smile spread wider. Leon frowned. Yong Soo and Alfred were muttering curses. When they couldn't elicit any response from Emil, they decided it was not fun anymore. Leon dumped the milk tea on Emil. It poured down on his silvery white hair and drenched his awfully pale face that made him look like an albino. His lips quavered. His eyes fluttered shut as the warm liquid covered his entire body.

There was a shriek from somebody, followed by a moment of dead silence in the canteen. Everyone saw it but nobody stood up.

They all watched in amusement as the colour of Emil's grey cardigan darkened. Some of them continued with their lunch. Some scrunched their noses in disgust. Some turned away and resumed their chat. Some gasped and took out their phones to snap a picture.

'Stop stalking me,' said Leon. He turned around and walked away with the empty cup.

Next time, he swore he wouldn't leave his tray alone on the table and went to the washroom.

(2) Curse

Emil poured the milk into a bowl. He placed it in front of Leon.

'What's wrong?' said Emil with a smile. He kneeled down to stroke the black fur. Leon retaliated with a scratch. 'Ouch!' Emil yelped and scowled. He grabbed the cat by his neck and hoisted him up. The cat struggled and meowed. Emil flung the creature across the room.

Emil stood up and stared at Leon, who had hit the wall and collapsed to the ground. Gently, Emil picked him up and stroked his fur. Leon didn't respond his time. Instead, he barely let out a faint meow and curled up in Emil's arms.

Emil put Leon down on the floor and slid the bowl towards him.

'Drink up,' ordered Emil. 'Before I force it down your throat.'

Leon glared back at Emil. Shimmering dark eyes. Gorgeous. His black fur was soft and smooth, like how his hair used to be. Those triangular ears twitched a little as if he was acknowledging Emil's words. As he opened his mouth, his canines showed. Instead of biting Emil, Leon bent down and licked the milk.

'That's a good boy.'

After breakfast, Emil packed his bag and got changed. He locked all the windows and opened the door.

'Come on, you can go out to the sitting room,' said Emil.

Leon cowered in one corner, making sure he was as far away from Emil as possible. Emil sighed and went over to pick up the cat. The cat shuddered a little upon his touch. Emil held him close to his chest and caressed him.

'You know I'm a reasonable person,' he muttered as he left their bedroom. 'If you behave, I'm not gonna do anything to hurt you. But if you choose to disobey me, then I'll just get angry.'

Emil looked down at those glistening orbs. A low growl. He knew Leon was probably cursing but he wouldn't dare attack him again.

'No, you don't hate me,' said Emil calmly as he placed Leon on the sofa. 'You just need more time to get used to this.'

Leon leapt down from the sofa and hid under the table. He lay down on the ground and squinted at Emil.

'I'm heading out now,' said Emil. He slung his bag over his shoulder and waved at Leon. 'The food is in the kitchen. See you tonight, love.'

He got a meow in response.

(3) Brother

Leon looked into the bathroom mirror. He still couldn't believe it. His beautiful hair. His handsome face. His charming grin. His slim body. Everything. It was gone! He wanted to screech but all that came out was a high-pitched meow.

It had been five days since he got captured. He still remembered vividly how he was so fed up with Emil stalking him every day and night he decided to confront him. He made a terrible mistake confronting him alone because when they argued and Leon pinned Emil against the wall, Emil just took out a cloth soaked in chloroform and pressed it against Leon's face. Before everything went black, the world spun around Leon and Emil was laughing hysterically.

When Leon regained his consciousness, he was like this.

Trapped in this body.

He jumped down from the sink and lingered in the hallway. Again, he tried to enter Emil's study room but no matter how hard he pushed or scratched the door, it wouldn't open. He was so certain that he could find something useful in there. It must be a curse. There had to be a way to break the spell.

Emil was a fucking weirdo. His side bangs were always long enough to cover his right eye. He wore purple contact lens and always came to school in the same grey cardigan hand-knitted by his deceased older brother, Lukas Bondevik. Lukas was also a creep and it was all written in the school history. He practised voodoo and once set the school hall on fire because someone was humiliating his brother. He also made sure that Emil's bullies died a miserable death. All of them ended up in some sort of grotesque accidents. A sixth grader got run over by a truck and dragged for more than twenty metres. A seventh grader got hit and impaled by a falling plank on his way to school. His friend fell off the cruise and drowned while on his vacation with his family. Another boy got trapped in a burning forest but survived with fifth degree burns. They had all once tormented Emil.

And the worst part was yet to come.

Rumours had it that Lukas once abducted his classmate, Mathias, a jock at school he had had an unrequited crush on for some time. The boy simply disappeared for weeks and when he was found again, he was lying at the bottom of the lake nearby. Together with Lukas.

They said it was suicide and now Leon had a second thought. Lukas probably dragged Mathias to death with him.

Damn it. He missed out the fact that with a bizarre and warped brother like that, Emil might perhaps be capable of magic, curses and voodoo as well. He definitely didn't see it coming.

He thought Emil was just a nerd. An emo. At most the traumatised, mentally disturbed brother of Lukas Bondevik.

Who would have thought that he was a devil in disguise?

(4) Control

Emil didn't understand why Leon wouldn't love him. He was a perfect lover. He could devote his entire heart to him if he even asked for it. Why would someone as angelic as Leon even hang out with those delinquents? Emil always wondered. Leon didn't belong in that gang at all. He belonged with him.

When Emil returned to his apartment, he quickly put down the groceries in the kitchen and looked for Leon. He called out his name and eventually found him snoozing on their bed. The little snores. The peaceful face. The frail body. He giggled at the sight. He mumbled something. Leon's body began to grow and expand. The fur disappeared, replaced by the familiar human skin. The ears and the tail remained however.

The boy opened his eyes and stared at Emil in astonishment. He opened his mouth but still, no words came out. Leon sat up in bed, examining his limbs. They were back!

Not quite. When he leapt out of bed, he fell to the ground. Emil stood there smiling. Leon wanted to kill him right there but all his strength had left him. He could barely stand without hobbling and tripping. The obnoxious cat tail swayed behind him. Only then did he realise that those cat ears were still attached to his head. He glanced at Emil in horror.

'You look cute that way,' said Emil. 'Should've turned you into this form instead.'

He picked Leon up and laid him down on bed. He fondled those furry ears, earning a quiet moan and a fiery blush on Leon's face. Leon's feeble struggle and embarrassed expression turned Emil on. He kissed his masterpiece slowly and gently. Leon bit back at first, his canines digging deep into Emil's lips. Blood stained Emil's mouth. He glared coldly at Leon and slapped him hard. The boy let out a melancholy whine. His cheek was bleeding and it ruined the sight.

Emil decided to shift his attention to Leon's lower half. He took the soft length into his mouth and started sucking it. Leon's face got redder. He gripped the sheet and squirmed. Emil stopped sucking and let Leon's length stand hard. He licked his bottom lip in anticipation and tilted his head. Leon looked away with a deep blush. It was humiliating, even more so when Emil poured some lube onto his hand and plunged a few fingers into his hole. He yelped in pain, but that didn't stop Emil from fingering him. He went deeper with his fingers, touching Leon's prostate directly. Leon moaned as his length twitched with pre-cum.

Emil removed his fingers and spread the other boy's legs. He thrust in fluidly, causing Leon to gasp. Emil began to move rhythmically, thrusting in and pulling out. He clutched Leon's tail and pulled it hard, causing the boy to moan even louder. It didn't take him long to find Leon's weak spot and keep assaulting it. He grabbed Leon's length and stroked it until it began to leak. Leon came with a faint moan. Emil rammed deeper into the boy and finished with a satisfied groan, coming plenty inside Leon's shivering body.

He pulled out of Leon and lay down next to him. They were both panting in sweat.

'Are you hungry?' Emil asked softly, stroking Leon's ear.

He forgot the fact that Leon still couldn't speak. He had taken his voice.

The boy nodded.

'Let's clean up and we'll have dinner together.'

(5) Submission

Leon missed the sun. It was always dark in Emil's apartment. And it was cold.

No matter how many times he begged, Emil wouldn't let him out. Of course, he was not a fool. If he ever let Leon out, he would run away.

It had been weeks. No, months. Leon had long lost track of time. Emil had removed the calendar. He knew Leon would be counting the number of days he got abducted. It was unnecessary, because he would be staying there forever.

When Leon thought about the word 'eternity', he grew scared. He always broke down in tears. In daytime, he stayed alone in the apartment. As a cat. At night, Emil would turn him back into a human, only to make love to him.

He had to get out. Somebody must have noticed. Why didn't Yong Soo and Alfred do something?

Leon got his answer when he watched the news one day. He accidentally stepped on the remote control. They were playing the news. He saw the pictures of his two buddies. Yong Soo died falling off a tower while dream-walking. He had never dream-walked before! Alfred disappeared after he went camping in the woods a few weeks before.

What about his classmates? His family? Even though he was studying abroad alone, his family would call from time to time. They would have noticed that he had gone missing. Right?

Leon didn't want to lose hope. He had to survive and break the curse, but Emil was becoming more intimidating and unpredictable. Sometimes, he would come back irritated and grumpy. When he got an unsatisfactory grade in his test, or when somebody teased and taunted him at school, he would vent all his stress and wrath on Leon. He would throw things and hit him, or experiment various spells on Leon. Once, he turned Leon into a mouse. Another time, he turned Leon into a merman. Still, he was fonder of Leon being a kitten than anything else. He always said Leon acted like one.

Sometimes, Leon would struggle. When he had strength, he would fight back. Mostly, he would just lie down and let Emil do whatever he wanted with him. He was scared of being beaten, being tossed around and most of all, being turned into a hideous insect. Emil always threatened to turn him into a cockroach and trampled him until all his insides gushed out.

It was horrifying.

'Lukas has left me piles of spell books,' said Emil. 'I can try them all out on you.'

Leon stared at him in terror.

'I like your expression,' commented Emil. 'You look absolutely scared.'

Leon shook his head, hoping his pleading eyes could make Emil change his mind. Emil held him in his arms and smiled. 'But of course, I have no intention to do that right now. Maybe one day, when I get tired of you, I will.'

Leon's heart was racing. It was going to pound out of his chest. He quivered and wept.

'I'm just kidding,' said Emil with a chuckle. 'I won't get tired of you. Lukas always told me that I'm special. And I deserve something special.'

Leon wanted to puke but if he did, he would be punished. He would have to starve for two days straight.

'You're special enough,' continued Emil. 'So I don't plan to let you go at all.'

Leon felt his hope dying.

As Emil laid him down again, he closed his eyes bleakly.

Hot kisses were planted all over his body, over his bruises and scars.

In silent tears, he spread his legs and wrapped them around Emil's hips.

'So, kitty, are you ready to love me back?'

Rendered no choice, Leon nodded. Emil thrust in.

'That's a good boy.'