Hi this is Innocent Resisitance. I know I know I haven't finished Dragon Magic but nobody would give me a review or anything. Makes me sad *cries*
So yea, I have no clue where to go now. So I'll start this CainxRiff fic 3 yay boy love!
Disclaimer: I do not own Godchild, Earl Cain series or Riff or Cain. If I did, there would be more than implications of CainxRiff
Oh and this is in Riff's POV to let you know~~
To Protect You
Honestly I had never thought of my master in any way but, well, my master before I started bathing him. He was the son of a cruel man named Alexis, he was alone and, well, unloved, as per request of his father. He was a cute little kid, I could admit to that. Being hurt as I was because of the....Incident with my family not so long ago, in a sadistic and twisted wayit was nice to have someone else who lived in constant pain.
But I wanted to protect him. i really did, he didn't need to feel as I did for being so young. I was happy when we established a connection. I found it funny at first how I was always able to find him. Only at first though, for it was when I got closer to him that i understood.
I guess I started to, develop feelings for him if you will, during one winter.....
Lord Alexis had left the mansion for the next week or so. But in order to make my master suffer, he had ordered everyone to not light the fires in my master's room, or make his bath warm. This winter had been a particularly cold one, more so than any other recently. My master was frail as it was. He had pale skin which didn't offer much heat because he was so thin. His eyes, oh, his eyes.... I tried not to look at him, afraid I would stare like everybody else did. They would whisper "His eyes...those are not normal. Those eyes are from, incest perhaps? Oh, the Hargreaves would never allow. He must be a demon...Those eyes..."
I did not see his eyes that way, but I did not melt because of them like females did. it was not the color as much as it was the depth. The pain, the sorrow, the understanding and...Love? There was, and is love in those eyes. Not for anyone in particular. And not the kind of love that would be for a lover, or someone special. A love that was waiting to be given to someone, for someone, from someone who had no one.
Regardless, we were to keep it freezing during the day. "Lord Cain?" I called, seeing the boy run through the dinning room. He did not complain that it was cold. he did not complain at all. he ran up to me with a small smile on his face.
"Yes Riff?" he asked softly and looked up at me. I could hear the soft chatter of his teeth. He held himself, but tried to be descreet about it, as if he wasn't trying to be warm.
"You look cold. And pale." I asked, worried. Obviously he had a fever. he would never admit it. my thoughts were answered with a small "I'm fine." As he left, I was sure that if he had let me care for him, Lord Alexis would have found out, and he would get a whipping. We were both sure.
I sighed and went back to my duties. I could remember when the whippings seemed to start. I wasn't around for the begining begining. But I remember when Lord Cain used to scream. He used to, until he learned how many more whippings he would recieve. So he stopped screaming. I vaguely remember being there once. I say vaguely, meaning sight. It was back when he used to scream. So, I remember the sounds. I remember being yelled at to watch. Watch what happened to disobidient sons. not as much to teach me a lesson, Lord Alexis wanted to make Lord Cain ashamed of himself. He whipped the poor boy. I remember seeing scars, and a few day old scabs. Now there were red markswhere he had began, going harder and harder. I closed my eyes for a while, ashamed of myself for not saying anything, not grabbing the whip and shouting enough. Something inside of me...Something didn't allow me to defy Lord Alexis as my heart was screaming to do. My heart wanted to but my mind couldn't make my body move. I remember opening my eyes at the very end. Seeing him cower and cry, and Lord Alexis laugh. Seeing blood, everywhere.
I never watched another whipping again.
Regardless, this boy was in pain and wouldn't admit it. He was cold, and eating was not a pleasure, for his food was to be served to him raw and cold. I walked after my master, who had gone to his cold room. I knocked on the door softly. "Lord Cain? May I come in?"
"S-sure..." Came the reply and I walked in. He sat shivering in the middle of his bed that had no covers. Those were forbidden as well. Somehow he looked worse than he had about ten minutes ago. The black bags under his eyes had grown larger and he looked paler. His facial expression was so tired, and seemingly weak. He sat, curled up with his knees to his chest and his arms around them. His face was somewhat buried and his hair was matted. He sat shivering with the windows open, well, the windows were not really there, they had been removed for the next week or so as well. It was all really pathetic. I don't call my Cai-I mean- Lord Cain pathetic, I call Lord Alexis pathetic, for letting his son go through this at his own fancy. I'm surprised Lord Cain hadn't killed himself yet.
"You seem sick. Let me exa-"
"I'm fine Riff...And besides, my father would hu-"
"Come with me." I said and lifted him up, I heard a small gasp, but he was too weak to fight back. As I held that little body in my arms, I knew I needed to listen to my heart saying to protect him, no matter what my mind was telling me about what Lord Alexis would do. His arms and legs hung limply and he didn't bother to keep his head up. He was sweating and shivering, this little boy.
I took him into my room and laid him on my bed, I then began examining him. Obviously he was running a high fever, a really high fever. " Lord Cain your clothes."
He closed his eyes. "R-Riff I..can't...."
I understood and carefully took off his clothes, I made sure I locked his door, keeping the keys and locking my own, so it won't look suspicious. I took off his clothes, keeping my eyes closed until I had covered his privacy.
"R-Riff can you..bathe me..? I haven't been able to..These few days..." He looked ashamed of himself, but it could see it in his hair that he had not been able to wash correctly.
I nodded. "Of course my lord." I said and lifted him into my arms. "Just relax." I told him and he held onto me. It felt nice. I enjoyed every second.
I sat him down on some towels and stated the fire under the tub. A few minutes later I started to fill it with water, going through the phases to ensure it be nice and warm for my shivering master.
After it was all set, I sat him in it and a little sigh of relief escaped his lips. I started to wet him down with it all slowly, using a small pitcher to run it over his head.
"Does it feel nice?"
"M-Mhmm..." He agreed with closed lips and closed eyes, his breathing was less erratic now.
I nodded and then it hit me my eyes were roaming, there was no more water in the pitcher and he was looking at me a little funny.
"Riff? is something the matter?" He asked me. I shook my head and looked at him.
"It's nothing my master."
Okay okay I know it wasn't that great buuut It was an idea.
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