Anything for Master –Chapter One

by dejectedxangel a.k.a. MsKittenK

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of its characters.

It wasn't anything new. From time to time, I would be home alone and I would hear the door click twice as it was unlocked. I would hear someone come in and shut the door behind them roughly. I would know it was him because I live alone and he's the only other person with keys to my apartment.

So it wasn't surprising when I heard the footsteps approach the kitchen where I was making myself dinner and felt arms snake around my shoulders.

"Hello precious.." he whispered softly into my ear. The hot breath caused a tingling sensation and I couldn't help but smile.

"Hello Se-" I began but was quickly cut off by his hand covering my mouth.

"Now now, precious, what did I ask you to call me?" he purred. He slowly pulled his hand away from my mouth, slipping his fingertips along my jaw line and down the side of my neck before letting his hand rest on the center of my collar bone.

"...Master."

"That's right."

He stood still, holding me in his embrace, and just softly breathed down my neck as I finished making my simple dinner of the white rice I found in my cupboard with a few chopped vegetables I found in my refrigerator. As soon as I turned the flame of the stove off, he silently took a seat at my table and crossed his arms over his chest. He watched me the entire time as I served myself food, sat myself at the table and ate. We did not speak a single word.

Upon my finishing my last bite, I took my single plate to the sink and ran some water over it, then left it there. I returned to him and stood before him in all my simplicity; old navy blue sweats, plain white tee shirt with some faded logo on it and white sports socks.

"I'm sorry I'm not better dressed, Master, it's just that.."

"It's fine," he replied as he grabbed my arm roughly and lead me to my living room. He took a seat at the couch and pulled me down next to him forcibly, pushing me down by my shoulder and making me lie down on the couch with my head on his lap. This was what first surprised me.

"Is my master angry?" I asked sweetly, looking up at him. He didn't reply, but rather yanked my scrunchie and freed my hair, only to have his fingers run through it. I took it as a sign to be silent and so silent I remained. He turned on the television to some horror movie, oddly enough one of the movies that truly frightened me, and I shivered for a second as a chill ran down my spine. Was he trying to scare me?

"There there, precious..." he said, a grin appearing on his sharp-featured face as he stroked my cheek. I was confused, but remained perfectly still. I had learned the last time that when unsure of something, I must simply wait for some sort of sign from him. Acting out my personal will could get me into trouble.

I did not have to wait long as he soon pulled me up and sat me on his lap, bringing my head to rest on his chest. I did not complain as he wrapped his arms around me tightly, so tight in fact that it hurt quite a bit. I liked it when he held me, even if it hurt. In fact, I mused over the idea of the bruise I would find there the next morning as a reminder. I liked spending time with him when he needed me. I wanted to make him happy.

I did not really feel myself falling sleep, but I guess I did for when I next opened my eyes, it was to meet his azure blue ones, blank and completely emotionless. Although I should've been used to it by now, those eyes sent a freezing chill down my spine and I shivered again. It was then that I realized we weren't sitting on the couch anymore.

"Master?" I asked meekly and was answered with a hard slap to the face. I winced from the pain, then stayed perfectly still and looked up at him. My cheek stung and felt hot from where he had left his handprint on me.

"As long as I am awake, you are to stay awake, understood?" he asked, his voice quiet with angry undertones. I nodded and bit my lip, realizing I was lying down on my bed and he was sitting on me in a straddling position. I panicked and tried to move, but I found my wrists securely tied to the bedposts. I trembled for a moment and looked up at him in fear, just in time to see those emotionless eyes soften ever so slightly as they gazed into mine. Giving him a gentle smile, I took a deep breath as he came down and kissed the crook of my neck, sucking on it tenderly and biting it roughly from time to time. I let his hands roam wherever they pleased and didn't complain when I felt him caress my skin ever so softly, grope hard, trace delicately then dig his nails into me.

It went on like this until I served my purpose. After he had tired out, he released me from my binds and neatly placed the rope on the dresser next to my bed. I lay there silently as he drifted off to sleep with his arms round my waist and one leg possessively over mine. Slowly I crept out of his grasp and gently examined his arms as to not wake him, letting my fingers trace over the fading scars. I examined my own wrists and licked a bit of the torn flesh from the tightness of the bonds he'd put me under, and then smiled as I glanced at his own again.

There were no new scars. The ones that were there the last time had healed and were beginning to fade.

Smiling and content with myself, I crawled next to him as his arms naturally wrapped themselves around me again. I lay awake for gods know how long, listening to his breathing softly down my neck, my fingers interlaced with his in his hand. At one point I drifted off to sleep again, this time knowing I wouldn't be punished.

Come the morning light, he was gone.

It didn't hurt to see him leave or wake up alone anymore. Even if his visits weren't as frequent as they were in the beginning, I was content in knowing that I'd at least helped him be happy.

I didn't care if he was the richest man around. I didn't care that everyone thought him a heartless jerk or some sort of robot machine type thing that only worked for his company and cared for no one else.

He was still human. He still needed someone's warmth from time to time...

And I was pretty damn happy to give it to him.

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Updated Wednesday, August 13th, 2008.