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Disclaimer: I don't TnC.

Warnings: Shiki's a bit perverted.

Shiki placed the smaller male on the floor, since he refused to stand on his feet, before heading to his bedroom.

The teen followed after the man but had a door slammed rudely in his face. He back tracked and went to go lay down by the fire place when a hand grabbed the scruff of his neck, pulling him off the floor.

"You filthy, grimy mutt! You left a trail of dirt and blood all over the floor." He hauled the body into the bathroom. "You're in dire need of a bath."

Akira immediately began thrashing about, lashing out with his nails, and growled. He hated bathing with anyone other than Kau. And it was all Gunji's fault.

=^.^=

"Gunji, please give Akira a bath. He got into the garbage…again," Arbitro said as he lead Kau into the kitchen for dinner.

The teen tried to follow his brother but a large hand grasped his collar, pulling him backward. Akira struggled and whined as he was dragged to the bathroom.

"I don't know why I have to wash you. Why did you get into the garbage in the first place? What's in there for you? You shouldn't eat the garbage, kitty," Gunji chastised as he pulled an orange peel and small pieces of plastic from the fair hair.

Akira snorted at the nickname the man called him. He had always called him that and he wasn't sure why. He called the small cat in his room 'Poochie'. Even Akira could tell that thing wasn't a dog.

He was divested of his clothes and plopped into a lukewarm bath. The smaller male made a noise, trying to alert Gunji that he didn't like it. Akira didn't like bathing alone. For as long as he could remember, he had taken baths with one of the kids from the orphanage or with Kau.

"What's with that look, kitty? Do you want me to get in too?" Gunji easily removed his clothes and clambered in before Akira could respond.

It wasn't so bad, at least someone was in the bath with him now. Akira had never washed himself before, since he was too little at the orphanage or Arbitro would do it, and he looked to the blonde.

Gunji smirked, knowing that he had to scrub down the teen in front of him. "This'll be fun."

The teen moved away at the smirk, almost fleeing the tub but arms around his waist pulled him straight onto Gunji's lap. He whimpered and wiggled in the grasp.

"You're only making your situation worse by moving. Now stay still, kitty." The blonde ran his hand down the small, toned stomach into the silver, curly pubes. "I think I found Kitty's treat," he chuckled deviously.

Akira yelped as a hand coiled around his cock and started stroking it. He began to fight roughly against the man. In the process knocking over bottles and splashing water all over.

"Hold still! You're making a mess! Papa is gonna kill me if you don't stop!" Gunji yelled at him.

Suddenly the door slammed open. Arbitro stood speechless in the doorway. All he saw was a flustered Akira being smothered by Gunji. It didn't take him long to jump into action and yank Akira out of the tub and into his arms. "Gunji, what were you doing? Akira is terribly upset!" Arbitro looked at the trembling form and noticed that the teen was clinging to him.

"I was just trying to clean him off and he freaked out! Oh and I also started to touch his cock. He doesn't like that too much," Gunji said as he unabashedly climbed out of the tub.

"Gunji, he isn't that kind of a pet! He's supposed to be Kau-kun's friend." The older blonde set Akira on the floor so he could properly dry him off.

"How was I supposed to know? No one told me that!" The young blonde stomped out of the room.

The teen didn't like being touched so intimately by the blonde. That was his private area and no one had rights there, except Arbitro or Kau. Akira looked down at himself and poked his cock until Arbitro slapped his hand away. He pointed at the open door and whimpered.

"I know, puppy. I'll deal with him later. Let's get you into a proper bath and cleaned up." Arbitro carefully led the teen out of the bathroom into the older blonde's kingly one.

=^.^=

"Stop it! A bath is not that bad!" As Shiki got closer to the tub, Akira struggled harder and he began biting at his hand. "Stop that!" he growled. The raven finally lost it when teeth clamped down on his free hand. "Bad dog!"

Akira whimpered and slowly began to lap at the crimson liquid that flowed from the wound he had created. Master had said he was bad. Now Master was disappointed in him and he wouldn't get any treats.

Sucking on his blood seemed to calm him down considerably. Just like a real animal. "Does my blood taste that good, Akira?" Shiki purred into the teen's ear. He was seeing if he could get the fair haired male to blush.

The teen peered at the man from the corner of his eye as he nodded honestly. Master seemed to be enjoying the treatment but the wounds were starting to clot. Akira pulled away after gently kissing it.

"Now stay still." Shiki knelt next to him and removed his tattered red shirt. He was definitely going to throw that out. The raven undid the snap and zipper of Akira's trousers before the teen himself removed his pants and briefs.

If he liked it or not, this man was his master and he would do as he said. Akira knew he had to be exposed to take a bath and he did just that so his master wouldn't have another reason to take his treats away.

"In the tub," he ordered. After tasting his blood, Akira seemed a lot more compliant than earlier. Shiki just hoped he wouldn't have to offer him that every time he wanted him to listen.

The fair haired male slowly slipped into the steamy water. Akira curled his fingers around the rim of the tub for security measures. He flexed his fingers experimentally while Shiki grabbed something behind him.

Shiki took the hand-held shower head down from the cradle and brought it into Akira's eyesight.

The teen reached for it, only to be sprayed in the face. Akira jerked away and swatted at the shower head, even though there was no water coming from it now.

The raven released the trigger on the head after the teen moved. "No touching. This is for me only." Shiki reached and pulled him forward by his collar. "I don't want to have to tell you again to stay put." He began to once again to wet the sullied hair, then he shampooed the hair.

Akira purred softly as fingers worked against his scalp. This was much nicer than when Kau or Arbitro washed him down.

The man took the shower head back up and rinsed the soap out of the teen's hair. "Do I have to wash the rest of you also?" he inquired as he put the shower head out of Akira's reach.

The teen nodded before he sat back on his heels, baring his chest and stomach to Shiki.

The raven huffed as he grabbed the soap and rubbed it between his hands. He slowly smeared the substance onto the pale skin. Shiki ran his fingers over pebbled nipples; eliciting a gasp from the teen. One digit traced down a diagonal scar across the young male's stomach, then the identical one going the opposite way, making an X.

Akira shivered at the soft touches. The scar on his stomach marked him as Arbitro's pet. No one touched it, not even Kau, who had an identical marking. The fair haired male brought his hands over his stomach, hiding his scar.

"Do you not like me touching it or are you ashamed of it?" Shiki asked, gripping the younger male's wrists and moved them away. It wasn't like the teen could really fight against him.

Cocking his head to the side, Akira made a small, confused sound. He didn't understand the last part of what the man said. He wanted him to elaborate.

Shiki rubbed over the intersection of the scar, gaining a groan from supple lips. "So you don't mind me running my fingers on it. Does it mark you as Arbitro's?" He couldn't imagine the blonde doing something so gruesome and sadistic to someone, he was just too squeamish.

The teen nodded quickly and he moved away from Shiki's fingers. He didn't like him touching it, even though it felt good. It made him feel like he was cheating on Arbitro…but wasn't this man his new master? The raven hadn't taken him home, so until he did, the man was his surrogate master. He wanted to go home.

He tucked that small piece of information away for later and resumed washing Akira. Once he rinse him off and emptied the tub, he had the teen step out. If he didn't think he was going to get wet, he was wrong.

Once out of the porcelain fixture, Akira shook his entire body, flinging water everywhere. He stopped when a towel was dropped over him.

The raven tossed a towel at the shaking teen and patted himself dry with his own towel. "Stupid mutt," he grumbled while leaving the bathroom to his room. There, he went to his closet and produced a long shirt and boxers. Shiki didn't have much of a selection for pajamas since he slept in just his boxers. The raven grabbed the first aid kit on the way out.

He went back to the bathroom to find Akira gone. "Mutt, where'd you go?" Shiki went to the living room. The raven discovered a pale, naked teen curled up under a towel by the fireplace. "Mutt, get up. I need to dress you."

Akira heard the man's voice but didn't want to get up. His shoulder was hurting, making it hard to get around. The fair haired teen groaned and rolled onto his back, baring his entire body to the man. The raven hadn't hurt him severely yet, Akira felt relatively safe with him.

Shiki couldn't believe what was in front of him, almost offering himself up to him, begging to be taken.

Long, sinewy muscle wrapped tightly in pale skin, like a beautifully wrapped present. Blue eyes watched him lazily as he scoped him out. Full lips parted to take in a breath. Two claret peaks stood proud along the vast expanse of flesh, begging to be tweaked, licked, and bit. A perfectly round belly-button sat right below sensuous abs and above a light feathering of hair that went straight down to a thick bush of silver curls. Nestled in the curls was a limp cock. Two pale legs twitched slightly at the prolonged staring. The only thing that marred the beautiful creature was the scar across his abdomen.

A sharp whine caught his attention, pulling him out of his musing. Akira was trying to sit up. "Stay off your arm, Mutt. I'll bandage it in a minute." Shiki quickly dressed the teen in boxers, trying to make it as comfortable as possible for the both of them.

The teen was wondering why he was wearing shorts without underwear. He pulled at the waistband, flashing his cock as he did so. Akira pulled open the boxers and pointed inside.

"Do you not wear that type of underwear?" Shiki noticed the other male was extremely innocent and it would take a lot to make him embarrassed.

These shorts were underwear? That's bizarre. Arbitro dressed him in briefs, saying that they held him better. Akira inspected the shorts again and noticed the small button on the front and it had the place to take his cock out. So these were underwear.

Shiki brushed off the fact that he was ignored. What was he expecting? It wasn't like he could have a conversation with Akira. He took a hold of the teen's arm and inspected the cut. "How did you get that?"

The teen shrugged since he wasn't sure himself. He had heard a noise inside the hotel and ran away. Akira realized he must have gotten it on the way to the alley.

"It's not that deep, so it won't leave a scar." He opened the first aid kit and removed several items. "This is going to sting. Don't scream." Shiki rubbed antiseptic on the wound.

Akira winced but no sound escaped his lips. He clenched his boxers and tugged on them. Slowly the teen relaxed and tried to lick at the wound.

He flicked the teen's nose, receiving a whimper. "Don't do that. It'll get infected." Shiki placed healing balm and a band aid on it. The raven held the shirt up and slid it onto the small frame. As he tried to stand up, a pale hand gripped his pant leg. "What?"

The fair haired teen's stomach growled loudly, making Akira wrap his arms around it and blush.

So he was hungry? And that made him blush? Shiki turned from him before beckoning Akira to follow him. The raven went to the refrigerator and pulled out a container with Omurice. He had gotten the ingredients from outside Toshima. Shiki placed one on a small pan and began to heat it up.

As soon as the man opened the container, Akira salivated. He loved omelet rice! The teen followed the man at his heels, begging for food. Arbitro never let him into the kitchen, seeing as all the cooks would feed him. The blonde said that no one could refuse his cute face when he used his puppy eyes.

"I'm not feeding you until the foods ready, Akira. Now out of my kitchen." He shooed the teen away with a flick of his hand. Shiki flipped the omelet and let it sizzle a little before taking it off and placing it on a plate.

Before he placed the food on the table, he set his own omelet in the pan. Shiki set the plate on the small table and watched Akira stare at it with hungry eyes. "Go ahead, sit and eat it, Mutt."

Akira did just that. He sat on his haunches and whined when he couldn't see the food. Was this some type of test? He didn't like it, he was starving.

Shiki chuckled at the sight of the teen being teased by mere food. "Sit in the chair, idiot."

The teen snorted at the name but didn't move. Master was supposed to sit there and give him food. He got up on his knees and peered at the food waiting for him to devour it. Akira knew he wasn't allowed to touch it. Anything not directly given to him was not his.

"Do I have to shove it down your throat? Or did Arbitro not feed you food like this?" That would surprise him. He knew the man treated his pets exceptionally well. Shiki took his food out of the pan and sat down at the table, continually watching the teen for slight sadistic pleasure. But what he didn't expect was Akira crawling over to him and propping himself up, placing his hands on the raven's thigh and opening his mouth.

He was really going to have to feed the teen. "Eat your food, Mutt. I will not feed you like a child. Now eat." Shiki nudged Akira away and began to consume his meal.

The fair haired male whimpered and rubbed his face against the man's leg, trying to get some food. Akira hadn't eaten since this morning and it wasn't much since Gunji yanked him away from the table and took him out for 'hunting' of faux entrants.

"I'm not giving you a crumb. Go! Eat it or go to bed!" Shiki grabbed his collar and tossed him away. As he went to take a bite, he saw the teen sulking.

Akira didn't understand why he wasn't allowed to eat. Was it because of earlier? He didn't mean to make him mad. The teen slowly crawled over to the man and laid down at his feet.

Shiki felt the body heat against his feet and looked down. "Arbitro hand fed you," he mused out loud. The raven speared a piece of food and offered it reluctantly after the teen sat up. This was the only way Akira had ate. The man had plenty of time to change that.

He eagerly accepted the omelet and growled in appreciation. This was exactly what his stomach needed. Akira chewed and swallowed it, then opened his mouth again.

"This feeding will not be tolerated any longer after tonight. We'll share it 50/50. Bite for me and a bite for you," Shiki reasoned.

They finished the food in a span of five minutes, with Akira almost climbing into the raven's lap when Shiki tried to take two bites in a row.

"Bed time," the man said as he stood from the table. He'd do the dishes tomorrow. The raven went to his room and brought out a blanket and a pillow. Since the teen liked the fireplace, Shiki made his bed there. "Sleep here."

The fair haired male crawled from his place in the kitchen quickly and laid down. The blanket was soft and thick. He curled himself up in a ball, the blanket covering him by Shiki.

"You'll stay warmer this way." The raven leaned over him and placed a log in the fireplace. "Night, Mutt."

Akira reached up with his fingers and ran the tips over Shiki's cheek. Then he turned quickly onto his side and nuzzled his pillow. For some reason that made him feel giddy and slightly embarrassed. It was a quite intimate act between Kau and him.

For the first time in years, Shiki blushed. This teen maybe a pain but he could be sweet too. The raven stood up and went to his bedroom. He hoped there would be no dreams tonight or he'd have messy sheets.

After he was sure the man was asleep, Akira picked up his bedding and crawled to the raven's room. The teen laid his bed on the right side of the single bed and nested himself once more and promptly fell asleep to Master's breathing.

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