Ohaayo! I'm back! For some reason FFN kicked me of the site… here's one of my stories again. I'm going to revise it. Not much will change, I'll only add a few more lines, and cut some things out, but if you've read it before, it may be wise to read it again. I'm going to update one chapter a week I think, and 'cause I was in my eleventh chapter when FFN kicked me off, the ones who read it from the start have to wait until I continue. Sorry for that!
Now, on with my story!

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Mobile Suit Gundam Wing and it's characters. If I did there would be at least another 49 episodes extra, and Milliardo would appear more often ;)

Chapter 1

'Line up!' ordered the slave-driver.
Ten slaves, of both genders about eighteen/nineteen years old, lined up.
'Now behave you scum! The man who's coming will pay a lot for a decent slave, understood!'
'Yes Master.' Answered nine of the ten. The slave-driver walked to the slave at the end of the line.
'I didn't hear you…' he said annoyed
The teen still didn't answer. The man slapped him in the face and pulled his head up with his hear.
'Well!'
'Understood…master…' he said softly, fighting his tears.
'Better. And now behave! All of you!' said the man. He left for a few seconds and returned with a young man, about
twenty-five years old, by his side.
'These are the ten best and most beautiful ones here at the moment your excellency.' The slave-driver told him. He gave every detail of every slave to the man next to him.
The blond teen at the end of the line didn't pay attention…That was, until he got slapped in his face. He held his hand on his lightly bruised cheek and gave the slave-driver a death-glare.
'This one is a bit different…'
'I see…he has cats ears.' Said the man.
'That's not what I meant sir.' Replied the slave-driver.
'What else is different then? Hasn't he been broken yet?' asked the brunette.
'No, that's not it. He was broken when he was twelve, but since he turned sixteen he started to rebel.'
'I see…How old are you?' asked the man to the slave.
'Eighteen sir.' Answered the blond turning his face to avoid the man's eyes, doing as he was trained.
The man made the slave look at him.
'Eighteen eh?' He looked straight in the teens eyes. He saw hate, but also disgrace and fear.
'Undress.' The man ordered but the teen didn't.
'I don't like to repeat myself.' Warned the man.
Meanwhile the teen saw the slave-driver 'playing' with a stun-gun. Knowing the effect of a stun-gun perfectly well, he began
to undress.
The man smiled when he saw a tail wrapped around the teens waist.
'A Neko-jin…interesting. Turn around and unwrap your tail.' The man already assumed he was a Neko-jin, but only ears didn't give a conclusion. He also could've been an Inu-jin.
The teen did as he was told. First the man gently shove away the teens lower back length blond hair.
'Hmm. No electronic chip?' he asked to the man beside him.
'We haven't had time to implant one, but if you want to we can arrange it within the week.'
'That won't be necessary. Without the chip it'll be more fun…' said the man moving his hand to the slave's tail. He gently
stroked the tail, giving the blond shivers.
'Don't touch my tail!' the blond said turning around, wrapping his tail around his waist again. 'I'm sorry your excellency, this is what I meant when I said that he started to rebel. I could train him a bit longer…'
'That won't be necessary. I'll teach him my way…' the man said coldly.
The blond shivered again. Although he didn't like the punishments here, at least he knew what could be coming to him if he
did something wrong.
'Redress.' The man ordered. 'What's your name?' he added.
'Milliardo, sir.'
'Well then Milliardo, from now on you'll only obey me.'
'As you desire, master.' He said after he had finished redressing.

The slave-driver chained Milliardos wrists, and lead both him and his new master to his office. The slave-driver was going
through the paperwork when a cell phone rang.
'Excuse me.' Said the man who had bought Milliardo. He answered the call. 'Treize Kushrenada…hello Nathan…what is it?…o…yes…yes…that's good to hear…no, I'll arrange it, thanks…bye then…'

THE Treize Kushrenada! No Way!

'No…no…NO!' Milliardo screamed. 'You can't sell me to him! I'd rather be sold to the devil himself!'
'Milliardo, Milliardo… You don't have a choice…' said the slave-driver approaching him.
A split second later the blond felt an enormous pain in his tail and he collapsed on hands and knees. The slave-driver had used the stun-gun to silence him.
'Now, without further interruptions…If you could sign, here, here and here he is all yours.'
'Was the stun-gun really necessary?' asked the brunette concerned while signing the papers.
'That's the only way to show him that he isn't superior to us and that he can't command us anything.'
'I see…anyway, it was fine doing business with you.' He said shaking hands.
He walked over to his new slave who was struggling to stay conscious. He took him in his arms and left the building. Treize helped his slave in the limo and gave the driver a sign he could leave.

Milliardo was lying on the backseat, only half awake. Through his eyelashes he saw that Treize was crying. He moaned so Treize would have time to wipe away his tears.
'Master? What's wrong?' asked the teen carefully. He slowly sat up.
'Nathan, my butler, just called…my mother died a few hours ago.'
'I'm so sorry for you Master.' Said the blond sincerely. He sat beside his Master. 'Correct me if I'm wrong, but if I recall
correctly you said: 'That's good to hear'.'
'Yes, I did say that yes. My mother had been very ill the last time. Nathan told me she died with little pain.'
Milliardo gently removed a tear with his tail. Treize smiled faintly.
'Thanks. How's your tail?' asked Treize when he saw it was bruised.
'It'll heal. It wasn't the first time.' Answered the blond indifferent.
Treize gently stroked the blonds tail. Milliardo tensed and pulled his tail back.
'I'm sorry Master…it's just…it's very sensitive…' apologised the teen.
'Your body is mine to do with what I want, you know that, don't you?'
'Yes, I know Master.' Said Milliardo soft.
'Your Excellency, we will be arriving home in less than five minutes.' The driver suddenly said.
'O.k. Thanks.' He said to the driver.

Was the driver listening or was it just coincidence? Did he just change the subject on purpose? thought Milliardo.

'Hold out your hands.' Ordered Treize. Milliardo snapped back to reality and held his hands out. Treize unchained him.
'And what would you do when I open the door and jump out of the car?' asked the teen rubbing his wrists.
'You wouldn't. And besides, the doors can only be opened from the outside.'
'I see…' was the only thing the blond said. He hadn't planned to escape…he wanted to know on what lever his Master was
thinking.

Nathan was already waiting outside.
'Your Excellency.' He said bowing slightly. 'Duke Dermail is waiting for you in the library.' He said.
'Tell him I'll be with him in a few minutes.'
Nathan nodded and left.
'Duke Dermail?' asked Milliardo.
'Yes, do you know him?'
'O yeah, I know him alright. May I ask what he is doing here Master?'
'He was good friends with my father and mother, and we're related. Far away, but still. How do you know him?' asked Treize while leading Milliardo upstairs.
'He…he was my third master, two years ago.'
'I see, don't worry. You're not going to see him…' said Treize when he heard in his slaves voice that he didn't want to meet the man. 'Well, this will be your room when I don't request you in mine, or when I'm on a business trip. You can use the bathroom at all times, it's two doors away from your room. We'll discuss the remaining things after dinner. Until that time I want you to take a bath or shower, and stay on your room.'
'Yes Master.' said the blond indifferent.

Treize went downstairs and Milliardo made his way to the bathroom. When he opened the door he immediately smelled the
different kinds of shampoo and soap.
'Wow, this bathroom is enormous…' said Milliardo looking around. The bathroom didn't have any windows, but was well
lit. There were two huge baths, a shower, and still had room for two more baths. The whole room was decorated in a warm
dark red colour. Milliardo checked the bottles of soap and shampoo.
'Expensive…how rich is this guy… To have a bathroom this big, and the expensive stuff…'
The blond decided to take a shower. When Milliardo was drying himself someone knocked on the door.
'Just a second.' He said quickly wrapping a towel around his waist. 'I'm ready, the door is unlocked.' He called. One thing
he had learned from the start was that he mustn't never lock the door. He wasn't the one to have privacy. He was a slave
after all.
Nathan came in and said: 'His Excellency wishes you to take these clothes on.'
'Thank you sir. If you could lay them over there, they won't get wet.'
Nathan nodded, laid the clothes down, and left.

Well, let's see what I have to wear…

All clothes were white. White loose pants, white top and a white jacket. Even the shoes were white.
'Good thing I don't hate wearing white.' The blond said a bit sarcastic.
He took the clothes on. He had some difficulties with the pants. The waistband was to high for his tail to be comfortably wrapped around his waist. He could make a little hole but he decided not to do it, not knowing how Treize would react. He started brushing his hair and went to his room. It took the teen 30 minutes before all tangles were out. Meanwhile his hair had dried already. He threw the brush on a table and examined the room.
'Nothing special…bed…desk…books…closet… And a beautiful view outside…' he said dreamy. He opened the balcony doors.
'Wow, beautiful.' Milliardos tail swayed from left to right and back again, showing he liked it.
'You like the view that much?' asked someone behind the teen.
Milliardo quickly turned. 'Master?'
'I'm sorry if I startled you. I just wanted to know how you were doing.'
'I'm fine…Has Duke Dermail left?'
'Yes he has.' Said Treize coming out on the balcony as well. He leaned on the railing and watched his land.
'Do the clothes fit?' he asked
'Yeah, perfectly. Do you fashion white Master?'
'Sometimes.' Said the brunette smiling. 'Depends on my mood. And I thought white would soot you perfectly well.' He
added.
'By the way, about the clothes Master.' Said Milliardo on an asking tone.
'Yes? You don't like white?'
'No, that's not it…it's my tail…The waistband is a bit to high and I didn't know if I could make a little hole…' said Milliardo a bit unsure.
'Of course you can. Just keep in mind that your tail can't be visible all the time, so spare a few pants.' Said the man smiling. 'C'mon. Dinner should be ready by now…' he added while going inside again. The teen followed quietly.

Nathan had just finished setting the table when Treize and Milliardo entered the dining room.
The blond waited for permission to sit down. Meanwhile he was astonished by the amount of food on the table.
'Master? Isn't it a bit to much?'
Treize smiled. 'Maybe…please, sit down. I want you to take a bit of everything so you can decide what you like and not.'
He said while Milliardo sat down.
'A bit of everything? I don't think I can eat that much…'
'Don't worry about that.' Said Treize kindly and started telling his slave what was what.
'All of it is new to me…What do you recommend Master?'
'Everything.' He joked. 'I assume, 'cause you're a Neko-jin, you like fish?'
'Yeah! I love fish.' Answered Milliardo excited.
'Then I think you should try this first, and after that…'

In the end the blond had had a bit of everything and he liked it all.
'And?' asked Treize who had eaten only little himself.
'I can't choose. It's all delicious Master.'
Treize smiled. 'I'm glad you liked it…So, what rules are you used to?'
'About everything I guess…Why do you ask Master?'
'Just curious. You'll probably find that I am a very strict person, but if you follow the rules, you won't have it bad. I'll be
very, very strict the first time, but in time I will become more tolerant, if you behave properly. But you'll find it out when the time comes. First of all, you are not allowed to leave the estate.'
'May I go outside Master?' asked Milliardo carefully.
'Yes you may, but stay nearby.. By the way, let's go outside now, its warm enough to spend a little time outside before it gets dark.'

Treize and Milliardo went outside and took a 'little' walk through the enormous gardens. Treize told his slave the rest of the rules. When he was finished the sun was already setting.
'Let's go back before it gets dark. Although I know the way back, I don't want to get lost.'
'We won't.' assured Milliardo. 'I can see when there is little to no light.'
'You can? I should have known that. Cats can see in the dark as well….By the way, except for your tail, ears and eyes, what is more cat about you?' asked Treize interested.
'My teeth, and I can grow sharp, pointy nails in less than a second, and my hearing is more than normal human…And every full moon I transform.'
'Transform? In what?'
'Well, that's hard to say…sometimes I turn in a white tiger, or a white lion, but the last four times I turned into a white panther.'
'Amazing…and when you're transformed, do you have control over yourself?' asked Treize interested.
'Yes, I have. I can even talk…and it's just for one night, so that shouldn't cause any troubles.'
'That's good to hear.' Said the brunette smiling

Treize and Milliardo went inside. Meanwhile Milliardo tried to suppress a yawn
'Tired?' asked Treize nicely.
'Only a little.' Said the teen yawning again.
'And you call that a little? Let's get you into bed…' said Treize while taking the tired boy in his arms.
'You don't have to…' yawn… 'carry me…Mast…' and Milliardo fell asleep in his Masters arms.
Treize brought him up to his own room and tucked him in bed.
'Sleep tight kitty.' He said kissing Milliardos forehead and left.

The next morning Milliardo woke up because of the sun shining in his face. He stretched himself on the cat way and turned
on his other side.
'Hey sleepyhead, I didn't open the curtains for you to go asleep again.' Teased Treize.
'Master?' said the still half sleeping teen, turning to him. 'What time is it?' he asked yawning.
'Seven thirty. I will be away till dinner, you'll be staying here. Don't cause any troubles understood? If you need anything,
ask Nathan. He'll be around.'
'Okay…where are you going Master?' asked Milliardo sitting up.
'My mothers funeral. By the way, I forgot to say yesterday that you can stay on your room at night for the next three weeks.'
'Why? I mean…normally I only get a week…'
'I want you to feel at home first.' Said Treize patting his slave.
Milliardo closed his eyes and purred. 'Thanks Master.'
'You're welcome.' He said and left.

Why is he so nice to me? He killed loads of innocent people in the war…I don't understand him… (1)

Milliardo got out of bed and washed up. He dressed himself and tied his hair in a pony tail. When he was going downstairs
Nathan was going to his room to get him.

'Good morning Milliardo. Breakfast is ready.' He said nice.
'Good morning, sir. Thank you.'
'Just call me Nathan.' The butler said smiling.
'Okay Nathan. What's for breakfast?' asked the teen walking downstairs together with the butler.
When they were at the end of the stairs they saw Duke Dermail coming in.
'Dermail…' growled Milliardo softly
'Duke Dermail! What a surprise to see you.' Nathan said. 'I thought your were also going to Mrs. Kushrenadas funeral…'
he said approaching Dermail.
'I am. Treize and I planned to go together.'
'You did? He hasn't told me that.' Nathan said.
'Is he still around?' asked Dermail inpatient.
'Master Treize left five minutes ago, sir.' Said Milliardo boldly, continuing going downstairs.
'Good day to you too Milliardo.' Said Dermail annoyed. 'Do you like it here Milliardo? I must warn you…Treize'll need you
every night.'
'Every night with Master Treize is far better than once a week with you…sir.'
'Milliardo!' warned Nathan. 'Go to the dining room.'
'Yes sir.' Said the blond very annoyed, but he left.
'I'm sorry Duke, he's just……….'

Milliardo went to the dining room and started with breakfast.
'If his excellency had been home just then you would have been in serious troubles.' Said Nathan while entering the dining
room.
'But Master Treize wasn't here.' Stated Milliardo.
'No, he wasn't. But I have to report this, and it won't stay unpunished, that's for sure.'
'I don't like Dermail, ok!'
'That doesn't matter. No matter who it is, you must treat him/her with respect.'
'I know' snapped Milliardo standing from his chair. 'I hate Dermail from he deepest part of my heart, and he knows it! He's
just playing with me!' yelled the blond.
'Pleasure-slaves are meant to be played with.' Answered Nathan cruelly.
Milliardo walked away from the table and went to his room.
Milliardo stayed on his room for the rest of the day. He didn't even bother to go downstairs for lunch nor dinner.

After dinner Treize came up to the teens room. Milliardo was standing on the balcony, staring outside. He had heard Treize
come in but he didn't react.
'Why?' asked Treize simply.
'Why what?' the blond asked.
Treize slapped his slave in his face, making him loose his balance for a few seconds.
'Why what Master?' corrected Milliardo immediately, holding one hand on his cheek. 'Why did I 'offend' Dermail?' added
the teen sarcastic.
'No.'
'Why I yelled at Nathan?'
'No.'
'Then what is it! Master.'
'Why do you hate Dermail so much?'
'What?' asked Milliardo confused. He lowered his hand in surprise. 'I mean…I…' Milliardo hadn't really expected that
question. 'I…that doesn't concern you Master.' He answered.
Treize slapped him again.
'What was that for! I addressed you properly Master.'
'I asked a question and I want an answer.' He said firm, leaning against the wall, with his arms crossed over his chest.
'I…I hate the way he treated me, talked to me…used me…I just hate him. Do I have to have a good reason to hate someone!'
'There is more…' said Treize calm.
'O? And how do you know!' snapped Milliardo
Another slap.
'I don't want to talk about it, okay?' said the teen very annoyed, quickly adding 'Master.'
'Is it because you're a Neko?'
'No.' lied Milliardo.
Treize slapped him again. 'Address me properly, and don't lie to me! We'll talk about this later. As for your punishment…'

Here it comes…What will it be?

'You're confined to the bedroom for three days. And with confined I mean really confined.'
'Doesn't matter to me.' Said Milliardo bold. 'I'll just stay in bed for three days.'
'You will be staying in bed for three days yes, but not your bed. You'll be staying in my room.' Said Treize. 'Starting from now.' He added pulling the teen inside.
'But…'
'No! You'll be staying in my room for three days.'
'And what if I go to my room instead?'
'You won't.' said Treize pushing the blond on bed. He connected a chain to Milliardos slave-collar. 'I'll let you go to the bathroom three times a day and Nathan will bring you something to eat.'
'And what am I supposed to do in the time you're keeping me here, Master?' asked Milliardo sitting down, leaning against the headboard.
'That doesn't concern me. Find a way to amuse yourself.' Said Treize angry and left.

When Treize went to bed at 22:30 Milliardo was still awake.
'Still not sleeping?' asked Treize while unbuttoning his shirt.
'I can't sleep.'
'And why can't you sleep?'
The teen didn't answer. He took out his pants and crawled beneath the blankets, at the very end of the bed.
'You're afraid I'll take you right here right now, am I right?' asked Treize getting into bed as well.
'Well, I won't.' said Treize after Milliardo had nodded.
'I gave you three weeks, so three weeks I'll give you.'
Milliardo turned to his master. 'But…the punishment…I thought…' he said confused.
'Milliardo…I won't take you, yet. But you do have to get used to me touching you, and eventually more.'
'I know master, but I…'Milliardo lay on his back, staring at the ceiling. 'I'm sorry Master.'
'Apology excepted. Now try to get some sleep.' Said the brunette kind. He gently removed Milliardos long bangs and kissed his forehead.

The blond smiled faintly and closed his eyes. A few minutes later he noticed that Treize was crying again. Going against his standards, Milliardo cuddled against the older man. He pretended he was already asleep so Treize wouldn't know he did it on his own.
Treize embraced his slave and cried himself asleep after half an hour. In the meantime Milliardo had already fallen asleep. Being held by Treize didn't feel as bad as he thought it would.

The next morning
Milliardo woke up 'cause he felt someone touching his hair.
'Good morning.' Yawned the teen. He snuggled closer to Treize instinctively, seeking the warmth. He closed his eyes and
purred.
'Good morning to you too kitty.' Said the older man hugging Milliardo, softly kissing the boys collarbone.
Milliardos purr changed into a moan.
'You're a sensitive kitty, aren't you?' asked Treize teasing. He gently rolled Milliardo over so he would face him. 'Or is it
because you're not awake yet?' he added kissing Milliardo on his mouth.
The teen opened his mouth for him and let his Master explore his mouth.
'Both.' Answered Milliardo after Treize broke the kiss.
Milliardo would kill himself if he could, for giving in so quickly, but his defence just after he woke up was always zero, and somehow he couldn't resist the man he thought he hated so much.
'Master?'
'Hmm…?' said Treize who was playing with one of Milliardos ears.
'I need to go to the bathroom…'
'O…of course… Just a second.' Said Treize. He sought the key and unchained the teen. 'Do I have to follow you or can I
trust you?' he asked smiling.
'That's for you to find out…Master…' answered the teen while making his way to the bathroom.

A few minutes later.
Treize had just taken his pants on when someone knocked.
'Your Excellency, I have something of you.' Said Nathan.
'Come in.' answered Treize.
When Nathan came in the man smiled.
'Where did you find that stray cat? If I remember right I already have one.' He teased.
'Okay, okay, I get the point.' Said Milliardo. 'Could you let go of my tail now?'

(1) The war ended one year before this story sets place. Endless Waltz doesn't exist, I only took the characters.

TBC

Yay, my first chappy is back! Nothing really changed tho… anyway, for the ones who have reviewed the first time it was posted on FFN, thanks! For the ones who haven't yet, please?