Perfect Pet

Training

Author: Maximoffs forever

Beta: sabakuXnoXsalem (a brilliant beta and a great writer, check out her awesome stories)

"Come pet." the man said.

Slowly Sesshoumaru turned his head, expecting the worst but what he saw shocked him. The man standing behind him wasn't old at all, quite the contrary; he looked to be in his early twenties. His ink black hair spilled over his shoulders and down his back, his eyes were a deep wine red colour that Sesshoumaru had never seen on a human being before, his pale, almost translucent skin was smooth and it didn't look like he had a single drop of ink marking it. This fact might have made Sesshoumaru wonder if he was a member of the yakuza at all, but there was a powerful, dominating aura surrounding this man, everything about him screamed evil and cruelty.

"Well," his smooth deep voice was intelligent, alluring yet dangerous, it made Sesshoumaru shiver internally to his very core. "I'm waiting."

Not seeing any alternative Sesshoumaru stood up and walked towards the man, he was highly surprised that he wasn't visibly shaking, because he sure was internally.

The dark man, his new master, ran his eyes up and down Sesshoumaru's body, they betrayed nothing of what their master was feeling but the teenager got the distinct impression that he was pleased with what he saw.

Moving to stand beside him, the man put his hand on the small of Sesshoumaru's back, which instantly stiffened at the touch. The boy allowed himself to be led out of the room, down another corridor decorated like the previous room and into what appeared to be an underground car park. They stopped by a sleek black sports car. When he was younger Sessoumaru's father would try and share his enthusiasm of automobiles with his son, but Sesshoumaru never really held any interest in them, however even he could tell that this car must have cost more than his father's entire collection put together, and his father had a lot of expensive cars.

He slid into the passenger seat when the dark man opened the door for him. The seats were made of soft leather that felt tantalising under his fingertips, without even realising it, Sesshoumaru was running his hands back and forth over the material. He snapped out of his trance when a dark chuckle reached his ears. Looking up he found the older man watching him, obviously amused by his actions. Sesshoumaru retracted his hand and placed it, along with his other one, on his lap and sat, straight backed, looking ahead imperially. Another chuckle sounded beside him and he narrowed his eyes slightly before he realised that they were moving, he hadn't felt or even heard the engine start.

After quite a short journey spent in silence the car pulled into a massive driveway that lead up to the biggest house Sesshoumaru had ever seen in reality. It was built in the style of a traditional Japanese feudal lord residence, boasting two floors that looked like a complex of corridors and rooms.

His companion walked around the front of the car and opened the passenger door for Sesshoumaru.

"Come along pet, get out of the car."

Sesshoumaru didn't move, he might as well start showing this man that he was no one's 'pet' right now.

He expected another chuckle, or some sort of darkly amused sound but none came, eventually Sesshoumaru ventured a glance at the man. He gulped, the older man was most definitely not amused, he was looking angrily at the teenager, his wine coloured eyes narrowed dangerously. He leaned down until he was nose to nose with the boy.

"If you disobey me, you will regret it."

Sesshoumaru knew the man spoke the truth, he could see it in his eyes. If Sesshoumaru didn't do as he was told, the man would not hesitate in punishing him until he broke.

All the way through this entire interaction and thought process Sesshoumaru's facial expression hadn't changed at all and it was with the same stoic look that Sesshoumaru slowly got out of the car. He may have to answer to 'pet', but he wasn't going to like it.

"That's very good pet," praised the dark haired man, earning a glower from the teen. "Come along, I shall show you your new home."

With that, the dangerous man led the terrified teenager into his house.

The front door led into a genkan area. Sesshoumaru was many things, but rude wasn't one of them, so he joined the man with removing his shoes and placing them in one of the compartments in the shoe cupboard that lined the left hand wall.

"I apologise but I don't have any Uwabaki for you, I'm afraid you'll have to walk around in your socks until I get you a pair." he said as he slipped on his own house shoes, the fact they they were black instead of the traditional white did not surprise Sesshoumaru at all.

The man started leading him down the corridor before stopping abruptly and turning to face him. "I'm so Sorry Sesshoumaru, where are my manners? My name is Naraku, you may call me Naraku-sama."

Sesshoumaru almost laughed when he heard the name, what kind of pretentious idiot called himself 'Hell'? But thinking about the man, it suited him quite well.

Naraku led Sesshoumaru around the large house, giving him a guided tour. The teenager was silently impressed. His father had been rich and he was used to the best, but this place was on a whole new level of extravagance. The bedrooms were large and luxurious, each with its own en-suite and walk in wardrobe, there were three lounges, a music room filled with every instrument Sesshoumaru had ever heard of, as well a few he hadn't, then there was a swimming pool and the man had an actual natural hot spring. Sesshoumaru hadn't failed to notice that the entire house was decorated with rather dark colours; even the swimming pool had black tiles. As luxurious as the house was, Sesshoumaru couldn't help but feel that it was just an expensive cage in which Naraku could keep his precious pet.

"And here, gorgeous is our room." said Naraku as he walked into a huge bedroom, filled with furniture made out of materials that looked like they had come from the feudal era.

Sesshoumaru stopped dead in his tracks. "Our room?"

Naraku turned to look at the teenager, obviously amused. "Of course pet, you didn't think I'd make you sleep in a dog house outside did you? I'm not that cruel."

"This Sesshoumaru is not sleeping in the same room as you." Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes, in the past this action would cause every other person in the room to cower in fear, with Naraku however it seemed to have the opposite effect. The darker man's face lit up with the prospect of a challenge and he licked his lips as he advanced on the smaller male, his smirk ever present.

"It does seem that I will have to house train my new pet, ne?"

Never one to back down, Sesshoumaru sent him a look that clearly said 'come and try it'.

Practically shivering with anticipation Naraku reached into his pocket and pulled out a mobile phone, without breaking eye contact with Sesshoumaru he hit speed dial and brought the device to the side of his face.

"Hello Kagura, yes of course I got him. I always get what I want remember? But it seems that training will have to start a little earlier than anticipated, come over now." After replacing his phone, he advanced on the cautious teenager. "I really didn't want to have to do this until you'd gotten used to living here, but I suppose that now is a good a time as any. A guest is coming over pet, so get dressed properly, only I am allowed to see so much of your flesh."

It was then that Sesshoumaru realised that he was still wearing those distasteful auction house garments. He was about to rip them off of his body when he realised that Naraku was still standing in front of him, apparently with no intention of leaving.

Sesshoumaru looked up at the older man. "This Sesshoumaru will not dress in front of you."

Naraku chuckled darkly, "Alright then pet, I will leave you be. If you should need me just ask, I shall be on the other side of the door."

Not trusting him to leave, the teenager watched the man exit the room and then went to confirm that the door was indeed closed. After discovering the affirmative he quickly tore of the clothes he had been forced to wear before realising that he had nothing to change into.

He briefly thought about calling Naraku back in but dismissed it more quickly than he thought it, there was no way he was letting that man see him naked, at least not without a fight. Scanning the room, his eyes landed on the built in wardrobe, judging by the conversation Naraku had earlier on the phone, he had been planning on 'purchasing' Sesshoumaru for a while now, if so then he might have already bought some clothes for him to wear, if not Sesshoumaru could always wear some of Naraku's clothes. Even though they would be much too big for him and he felt ill at even the thought of wearing something that that filth had worn, he was not going to exit this room naked!

Upon opening the doors Sesshoumaru was relieved to find that his earlier assumptions were correct and that Naraku had indeed set aside some clothes for his new pet. The boy didn't even glance at the garments before putting them on, he was too concerned with covering himself up before Naraku decided that he had waited long enough and came into the room. But after he had finished dressing and found that he was still the only person in the room, he went and stood in front of the full length mirror to appraise his current attire. He was pleasantly surprised, it was no shock to him that his clothes were traditional Japanese garments, as Naraku seemed obsessed with the style. He had on white sashinuki hakama made of thick cotton, a yellow and blue sash, which he had to wrap around his waist three times to prevent it from tripping him up and a beautiful, silky hankimono that was predominantly white but had a delicate red floral pattern on the left shoulder. Along with the make-up still on his face, even to himself Sesshoumaru looked stunning.

When he opened the bedroom door Naraku started towards him but froze when he saw the boy, Sesshoumaru watched impassively as the older man's eyes slowly ran up and down his body, devouring every detail. A small, possessive smirk formed on Naraku's face as he placed his hand on the small of the boy's back and led him downstairs into one of the larger reception rooms.

Naraku sat down and, much to Sesshoumaru's complete disgust, pulled the boy down onto his lap. The teenager struggled, trying to get up but Naraku only laughed as he wrapped his arms around the slender waist and held him tight. Sesshoumaru quickly realised that he would not be able to physically overpower the man holding him and so stopped struggling and went rigid in the hope that Naraku would grow bored of a non-responsive partner. However that was not the case as the dark haired man simply found himself a more comfortable sitting position and pulled the boy flush against his chest, a fact that made Sesshoumaru want to gag, of course it did and it absolutely, definitely did not make him feel secure and wanted in any way, shape or form.

"So," murmured Naraku as he breathed in the boy's scent. "Do you have any questions so far?"

Sesshoumaru thought for a while. Actually there was something, something that was at the back of his mind, a feeling of unease struggling to make itself known. Something wasn't right, but as soon as Sesshoumaru tried to think what it was the doorbell rang.

He felt rather than heard a sigh of frustration coming from the man he was sitting on before he was lifted of the lap that he had unintentionally relaxed into while thinking.

"Don't move boy."

When Naraku left the room, Sesshoumaru tried to regain the chain of thoughts he had before his concentration was broken by that accursed doorbell. Whatever he was on the verge of grasping was important and he was determined to find out what it was.

Naraku re-entered the room, this time with two people in tow, Sesshoumaru straightened up as he gazed coolly at the new arrivals. The first was a woman who bore a striking resemblance to Naraku was looking at him with a look of slight shock on her face.

Naraku chuckled beside her. "Don't look so surprised Kagura, I told you he'd be here."

"Yes but I never thought he'd look so…" she stopped quickly after sensing the danger signs emitting from Naraku, her brother really was possessive of the boy she concluded. "I brought him, just like you asked." she said, indicating the man behind her.

Naraku accepted his sister's sudden change in topic, she was treading in dangerous waters before and he really would hate having to discipline her again, well actually he would quite enjoy it but now was not the time. He had to train his new pet first.

The dark haired man strode over to the second newcomer, reaching down he roughly yanked the man's head so that he could see his face. The man did not have a scratch on him, 'Good,' Naraku thought. 'At least my men listen and obey my orders.'

He dragged the man into the hallway. "Come pet," he called behind him. "I have something to show you."

Back in the lounge Kagura started to sit down on one of the other couches.

"You'd better get going," she said to Sesshoumaru. "If you don't it'll only be worse for you."

Internally Sesshoumaru was shaking with fear but physically he was as controlled and as stoic as ever as he rose and followed the other two men out into the corridor.

After finding that his pet was indeed following him, Naraku opened a door and started down the stairs to the basement, dragging the now sobbing man behind him.

Sesshoumaru followed cautiously, why was Naraku leading him down here, was he going to attack him along with that other man? No, by the looks of it their second visitor was more terrified than he was, so why were they going into the basement and why, with such a grand house above it, was it so damp and cold down here, it was just a room made of concrete. Sesshoumaru was getting a very bad feeling about this place.

The clinking of chains brought the teenager's attention to the wall opposite him where Naraku was chaining the other man up with manacles attached to the concrete, soon his arms and ankles were in restraints that spread his limbs in an 'x' shape.

Once Naraku was done he stood back to admire his work, after deeming it satisfactory he walked back to the silver haired boy.

"Sit." he commanded, pointing to a comfortable sofa against the wall opposite the man.

"What are you going to do." again Sesshoumaru's voice showed none of the fear he felt.

"We're just going to play a little game, pet," purred Naraku as he forced Sesshoumaru back onto the couch. "It's called 'What If It Were Me?'. The rules are simple," he continued as he lent right into Sesshoumaru so they were almost nose to nose. "I am going to do unspeakable things to the man in front of you and as you watch, imagine me doing it to you, imagine the pain and suffering, imagine the humiliation and the terror and most of all remember that if you disobey me, this will happen to you."

With that Naraku turned and walked to the man behind him.

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Kagura sighed, it had been over three hours since Naraku had led the other two to his torture chamber and she was concerned about the boy. He looked so angelic when she saw him. Never in all her life had she seen someone gorgeous enough to take her breath away, but Sesshoumaru did. No wonder her brother wanted him so much. She sighed again, this one laden with sadness, by the time her brother was done with him that pretty little boy will have his spirit completely broken and he'll end up as nothing more than a pretty little doll that was only used to sate her sadistic brother's desires. Kagura knew first-hand how much he enjoyed tormenting people, playing with their lives and emotions until they didn't want to live anymore. She knew because it had happened to her, many times, whenever anything in her life made her happy Naraku would grab hold of it and turn it into something mutilated and horrible, just to see her break again because that's how Naraku liked all his possessions; broken. 'And soon,' Kagura thought despairingly. 'He's going to break that poor boy too.'

I'm lazy with my definitions, so I've taken them from Wikipedia and Aura Depths.

Genkan (玄関): traditional Japanese entryway areas for a house, apartment, or building—something of a combination of a porch and a doormat. The primary function of genkan is for the removal of shoes before entering the main part of the house or building. Genkan are often recessed into the floor, to contain any dirt that is tracked in from the outside (as in a mud room). The tiled or concrete genkan floor is called tataki (三和土).

Uwabaki (上履き): a type of Japanese slippers worn indoors at home, school or certain companies and public buildings where street shoes are prohibited.

Sashinuki hakama: hakama specifically worn by courtiers that tie at the ankle, allowing the fabric to gather over the wearers feet.

Hankimono: Literally means 'half-kimono'.

I owe the definition and naming of clothing to Aura Depths and her awesome post on Dokuga 'Glossary of Japanese clothing: InuYasha characters' where they painstakingly described the clothing that each character wears.