Starlight

The day for Toby had actually turned out to be alright. He got his arm cast off, he had a new crutch, his body was recovering, Touma took him to the amusement park and his step parents were now married. Life was going fine. The only thing that was wrong was his looking like Yuki Kitazawa.

To the best of his abilities he danced to a sad song he hummed. The neon genesis evangelion theme. He spun, it was dark and there was no one to see him and he'd soon be going home to a nice home cooked meal by Yuki. The weather had changed to being snowy and life was finally taking a good road.

He'd soon be a keyboardist for some band, he'd get to have two loving parents, and maybe spend the summer in New York with his family there on his dad's side. He now hummed at new song something else sad from final fantasy x. He was happy for once in his life. Nothing could bring him down.

He ran a little to the best he could and didn't hear some one coming up from behind him. He was too happy to care life was going to be perfect. He loved his life, he was a good person. And with Eiri and Touma directing him so he became less like the evil part of his father, Yuki and Shuichi enjoyed watching the boy grow up. And so did his older brother who was more close to Ryuichi that anything.

Sora still had his father and spent a lot of time with him now that Ryuichi had grown up a little. But Toby couldn't be around Ryuichi of his family, that was Sora's place not his. It didn't feel right. The brother grew apart slowly. Exiting each others live that they were so wound up in. To start new lives.

Sora was the first to start a new life by finding a girl he loved and dated. But she was never happy. So they broke up. That was the first sine they were growing apart. Sora would have been with his brother that night if he wasn't at Hiro's playing with Hiro's son who was twelve now and was no longer staying at his grandfathers house. The boy was a bastard and was to stay with Ayaka's family, but now live with Hiro.

Toby was still humming and dancing not hearing the foe behind him slowly moving in Toby's foot steps, as he kept humming, no the Totoro theme. Toby then heard the crunch of the snow and turned around to see a man smiling. Toby gave a look of fear, "ca-ca-can I help you" Toby asked as the man kept on smiling.

"Yes. Why yes you can" He said grabbing Toby's arm, "You'd let me have you" The man kept a firm grip on Toby and Toby gave the man a discussed look.

"No, you sick perv I should have you arrested. But if you let me go, I'll keep quite" Toby went to jerk his arm away but it was still stuck.

"Thought you'd say that" The man frowned and gave and angry look, "That's why I brought this" The ma pulled out some a bottle and cupping his mouth to stop all screams the young adult had to offer with a moist handkerchief. With an intake of air to try screaming again, pure air no longer entered his lungs. It was a greenish tasting air that swelled down his throat, making it burn as he fell back, trying to pry out of the strong hold around him. Everything around was becoming swirls to his eyes, and nothing made sense to him any longer as darkness finally came to him.

Behind him, the stranger smiled as he held his victim to his body, comforting the boy close to him with a smile. "All mine." He turned with his prize, and got in to the car typing the boy up and throwing him in the back as another man drove the car off.

Yuki that morning was cooking breakfast. Something that all the men in the house would eat if not be forced to, "Love, Sora Toby, Breakfast" Yuki yelled. Shuichi and Sora sat them selves down at the table and Yuki looked for Toby who never came.

"Toby get up its ten" Yuki yelled and Sora taped the table getting Yuki's attention.

"he's not sleeping. and he not in our room at all. I though he was out here" Sora asked looking at yuki and Shuichi who looked in fear. Yuki was the first to respond by getting up and calling on the phone.

"Good morning Eiri how are you" Touma's chipper voice tuned in, that didn't help Eiri's mood at all.

"Not well. Please tell me that Toby is at your house?" Yuki asked as Shuichi wrapped his arms around Eiri's waist .

"No I sent him home last night, he must have been picked up. You don't seem to have any luck with children" Touma asked.

"Shut up Touma and get the police to my house now, I want my son back" Eiri yelled and hung up the phone breaking it in the process.

It was cold and clammy when all senses returned to his immobilized body. For the life of him, he could not tell where he was, or what was around him besides the darkness. It was to dark, causing the innocent youth to whimper slightly as he stood up on hesitantly legs, trying his best to remember what had happen to him.

That morning, he had went to the doctors, got his cast off, got a new crutch, and went to an amusement par with Touma, talked to a stranger, then…

It all became clear as Toby fell to his knees, unsure where he was going anyway. Tears were filling his eyes, causing it to be hard for him to tell where he was going. The stranger had done something to make him unconscious, something on the handkerchief that had taken the air out of his lungs quickly. Speaking of lungs, they felt like liquid, causing him to reach to touch his throat self-consciously. Everything around him felt cold and chilled, especially his body.

He didn't have to stare down to realize he was naked, his could tell such due to the lack of friction that was normally there. Once more, he stood of his feet, straggling to catch a glimpse of the door, but it was too dark He had to get on his hand and knees his body was too week to hold him up that was the purpose of the crutch to hold him up. . His hands went out in front of him, searching for compounds of the room, each step being hesitant, almost as though he were to touch a fire. His hands stopped to rest of the cold metal of, what Toby could guess, the doorknob, quickly making him grasp it as if it were the hand of god. Turning it slowly, he smiled as the door opened, bringing in the hallway light to the dark room, causing Toby to hiss in slight pain from an unknown headache.

Blue eyes stared around, expecting some monster to come out and yell at him, but he heard nothing giving him the heads up to continue on his way. It was a long hallway, where it was heading to was unsure to the boy as he stared about. A window on one side was covered with plywood, making sure Toby had no signs to whether it was day or night, or how long he had been unconscious in the dark room. Turning, he started towards the other side of the hall, brushing past two doors, yet had no courage to open and see what had been inside. Likely one was a bathroom, the other a bedroom.

Staring around once more, Toby checked the remaining of the apartment he was in. Just an ordinary living room with attached kitchen. Nothing spectacular. It was clean, that was for certain. Not as clean as his apartment was, but Toby could only guess no rats were living there besides the stranger himself. Walking towards the door, the singer once more made sure no one was around before grabbing the handle and got ready to turn it.

"And where are you going?" A voice boomed behind the boy, causing Toby to turn and face the from before. "You're not escaping that easily, Toby Yuki." The man said clearly.

Licking his lips, Toby packed up against the door, his eyes staying on the man as his heart beat quicker. "How do you know my name…?" He whispered, before mentally kicking himself.

"Everyone knows who you are. Eiri Yuki's youngest step son. I've been watching you for a long time." He stepped closer, causing Toby to fall to his knees from lack of strength to hold himself up. "I spent countless hours tracking your schedules, your likes, your dislikes. I found all about your family, your life. I wanted to show those around me that I knew what I wanted, a cute boy. A boy with a life like hell. A boy who was under a spell to be a top class whore to the men who wanted him." He smiled down at the boy.

Fear was making it's way throughout Toby's face, his heart quickening further. "W-Who are you?" He whispered to the stalker.

"I?" The man smiled. "I am your new owner, as they say. You, my pretty little pet, will only refer to me as such." He ran a hand down Toby's face, cupping his chin in his hands to lean the kissable boy towards his face to keep the avoidant eyes on him. "Others will, or may, refer to me as Sechi Morota." He smiled, almost in a sadistic way as his hands left from under Toby's jaw, and to the boy's throat in a hold that captured all the air from the boy quickly.

Feet kicking, Toby grasped the man's wrist, trying to pull free as his body was lifted from the ground, his once pale face becoming blue over time. "And I think it is now time to show you who is the master, and who is the pet." Sechi's mischievous eyes sparkled with delight as the boy, once more, lost consciousness with one word escaping the boy's lips.

"Father…"

A faint tapping upon his cheek made his heavy eye lids lift up to allow the light from the many outside lights to make their daring entrance. The tapping stopped, and the hand moved to his chest, tweaking his perk nipples with his palm, not playfully, but just to stimulate them. Toby brought his hand up quickly, grasping hold to Sechi's hand to stop it from touching him. N one could touch him that way. Swallowing, the glare on the man's face was not passed up by Toby. He tensed completely both of his hands were grabbed and slammed above his head, awkwardly. Pressure was growing quickly in Toby's upper arms, the muscle (and likely the bone) not use to being stretched in that direction were burning as they were stretched.

Crying out Toby turned his head, building up the courage to let out a scream for help. Someone had to hear him, it was the residential area of Tokyo, where everybody lived in apartment complexes. He was backhanded for the defiance, causing his head to roll slightly to the side, his face wanting to take cover in the pillow. Sechi was not pleased, obviously, with that scream. He reached into the bedside draw, pulling out handcuffs that had seen finer days. Blood stained the rims, telling Toby that they were not dull enough to not slice into his wrist.

Sechi reached forward, clipping the boys wrist in the restraints, chaining them to the bed frame so Toby didn't have ideas of running away. Standing up from the bed, the man walked towards a closet door that was on the other side of the plain bedroom, reaching in to find a whip that, too, was stained with blood.

"Do you really think you're my first pet, Toby?" Sechi asked, walking towards the boy who was starting to cry.

"Believe me, a pet that is unable to learn, has no reason to live. Where you lie now, they died. I am certain you may know of some of their names. Say, Emily?" He smiled as Toby took in what had been said.

Emily had been a voice actress from many popular shows, what seemed ten years ago. Toby would know, he would watch her show every day with Eiri or Touma because they had cable and when she suddenly had gone missing. Detectives had been puzzled; she left without a trace only to appear three years later. Well, what remained of her did. She had been decapitated. Her remains burned. It was grieving news to the world of fans.

Toby's eyes had been wide for what seemed and eternity as he stared away from Sechi's face, trying to picture himself as ending up the same way. It made his stomach churn. "Please don't hurt me. I want to live. life was finally starting to treat me right" He finally whispered, staring at the whip in Sechi's hand.

The man ignored him, placing the whip in his left hand as he slowly dug under the bed, pulling out a box that looked to only be opened once. He pulled out what seemed to the sweet and innocent Toby as a weird thong with a small ring up front, and a plug on the other. Curiosity over took him as he watched Sechi move to the end of the bed and place the elaborate article on the boy. Lifting up the boy's hips, the man slipped the plug into Toby's derrière without so much as preparation.

It was painful, to say the least, but Toby refused to cry out as he stared at the ring that had been holding the crotch together on the male thong be slid over his cock before resting at it's base. In the effort to get the article in place, Toby had hardened in pleasure; his cheek's finding a rosy tint.

With fascination, Sechi ran his hand over Toby's cock, grasping hold of it in a playful hold - as if testing to make sure it wasn't too fragile in his hands. Toby covered his face in his pillow as his body reacted to the playful ministrations. In the matter of minutes, he was hard, but he refused to show his face as he ducked further into the pillow, his voice whimper and pleading for Sechi to stop what he was doing.

A sudden rushing of wind, Toby let out a scream as the leather of the whip hit his side, causing him to fall back where he was again, no longer seeking to get loose as the action was repeated. Toby let out a scream that time as his back arched off from the bed, the handcuffs beginning to cut into his wrist. "Open you eyes, pet." Sechi muttered, and Toby did as he was asked. He met the emerald ones that stared into his soul. "How many swats have I given you so far?"

Toby couldn't find his voice as he stared at Sechi mutely. His fist clenched, no longer trying to escape their bindings. "T-Two." He finally said.

Nodding, Sechi ran his hands through Toby's hair, brushing it back from his face. "And how many times have those tears fallen from your eyes, ruining your face and making you weak?" He smiled, and Toby turned a complete pale color as he met the connection Sechi the wiped tears away. "Don't worry, I'm going to teach those tears to never fall again, it doesn't fit you to cry as you did." He lifted his arm again, readying to whip the small child.

He screamed again, the pain was becoming hard to take. After awhile it was no more than a stinging pain, a reminisce of the last strike. He had to count every strike, thirty-five. He was praised for not passing out, but deep down, Toby felt like doing so. His stomach and chest was in pain, and every time he had lost his erection, Sechi had made it rise once more. After around the twelfth time, it didn't go away no matter how much pain Toby had been in.

Releasing the handcuffs, Sechi placed them along with the bloodied whip in the box, placing it under the bed before he stared at the pink haired boy that tried to get up. When Shuichi did manage to sit his body completely up, a firm hand pressed against his back, shoving him, head first, into the floor. No cry escaped the boy's lips, no tears from his eyes as he sat up, holding his head, eyes turned to the strict man near him. "Crawl I don't want you to tire you body out. That's my job." He said, walking out of the room.

Not feeling like disrespecting the man, Toby followed the man out and into the dining/living room. He sat back onto his thighs, staring up at his restrainer as the man worked in the kitchen. Making dinner. In almost an hour, around the time Toby had fallen asleep, the man placed two silver dishes onto the floor near a pantry. "Eat." Sechi ordered, sitting at the table with his own meal to.

After dinner, while Sechi was watching television, Toby was brought to the bathroom, and - watched by Sechi - go the bathroom, before being taken into the room his whole ordeal started with for bed. His pet life began completely the next day.

Tibus: I almost have all the chapters done for this but I'm holding them hostage because I want to so ahahahahhahahahahah. But you will get one to two chaps a day. no two the first day and one every day after that. hee hee