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"Stray"
Chapter 4: Smell
"Mangetsu... wake up."
The white-haired teen felt his body being gently shook as a quiet, soothing voice sang his name. His amethyst eyes shot open only to remain in darkness; he was still blindfolded.
"Kisame?" he asked as he felt the familiar chest beneath him.
The man chuckled. "You fell asleep, hun."
"Oh." Mangetsu laughed nervously as he felt Kisame's strong arms position him in a sitting position. A ripple of contemptness rushed over his skin where he was touched and radiated throught out his body, causing him to shiver in delightment.
'What a strange sensation' he thought, wondering why no one had made him feel this way before, with the exception being Suigetsu. I guess it couldn't be helped that Kisame was just a sweet man.
Kisame looked at the clock and sighed. "It's time for you to leave now."
Mangetsu frowned at the melancholy tone of his client's voice, also making him upset at having to leave. "Will I see you again tomorrow?"
He almost laughed at the question, seeing as he had never actually seen the man, nor probably ever would see him.
Kisame gently cupped Mangetsu's round face in his hands, stroking the lightly blushing cheeks with his thumb.
"Of course."
Without even thinking Mangetsu leaned forward and embraced the man in front of him. Kisame was caught off guard for a moment but returned the embrace, inhaling the interestingly floral scent of the boy's hair. Why hadn't he noticed the fragrance before?
"You're a really good guy" Mangetsu mumbled into his broad shoulder, tentatively running his dainty fingers through the man's soft spikes. His hair wasn't too long or too short and smelled faintly of cinnamon.
"Thank you." Kisame ran his fingers through the teen's long white silk before resting his hands on his lower back.
In such close proximity, they could feel the other's heart race against their own in a frantic yet calming metronome. The two remained woven for what seemed like hours until a harsh knock battered at the hotel room door.
"Hello Zabuza."
"Good evening Master."
Mangetsu stepped out of the room when he felt a small being glomp him from out of nowhere.
"Nii-san!" Suigetsu yelled, shoveling his face into his brother's soft cotton tank. Kisame chuckled in his trademark hearty fashion before giving the teen a final pat on the head and closing the door behind him. Mangetsu freed himself from the blindfold as they all walked down the hall, him holding hands with Suigetsu.
"Nii-san, what were you doing with that man?"
Mangetsu stared at the ceiling carefully formulating an appropriate answer. "We were uhm... having a party." He pulled his lips into a reassuring smile, though Zabuza couldn't help but wonder what had made the boy so happy.
"Why would you party with him? He's so ugly. I mean, he looks like a-"
Suigetsu was immediately cut off by Zabuza clamping his hand over the boy's mouth and giving him a death stare. "Sorry." His head drooped as the demon let go, his baby soft lips in the most heartbreaking frown.
"Sui," Mangetsu started, getting down at eye level, "it isn't about what a person looks like. It's about who they are inside." Zabuza quirked a brow at this little display, wondering just how close the boy and Kisame were getting. Mangetsu was in for 3 more sessions with the man, and Zabuza silently hoped that nothing developed anymore between the two.
Because if it did, he would have to put a stop to it.
"Whatever he was still ugly." Suigetsu picked his head up and continued walking, squinting when the piercing blood red light of sunset invaded his eyes. The trio walked over to Zabuza's truck, the demon keeping quiet to analyze the conversation between the siblings.
"No one will ever be as pretty as you" the boy mumbled, almost inaudibly. Mangetsu laughed and ruffled his brother's short white hair trying to hide the fact that, internally, he was freaking out. Did Suigetsu just call him pretty?
"Mangetsu wait." Zabuza's harsh voice echoed through the entrance hall of the mansion and stopped the teen dead in his tracks by the foot of the stairs. Mangetsu slowly turned, dreading what words the demon would spit at him. Zabuza quickly made his way over to the boy, grabbing the front of his navy blue tank and pulling him dangerously close to his face.
"I hope you and Kisame aren't having too much fun."
Mangetsu's eyes widened in fear, and he wildly shook his head.
"No, no Master! I was just doing what you told me to do!" Tears unwillingly dripped down his pale cheeks as the demon gripped him even tighter.
"You told me to make him happy."
Zabuza seemed to contemplate this statement for a moment before reluctantly letting the boy go.
"You are to make him happy, not the other way around."
Mangetsu nodded and bowed before heading up the grand staircase. Since when had Zabuza been so possessive?
"Good evening Zabuza."
Zabuza merely scowled as he shoved Mangetsu into the hotel room.
"One hour" he grumbled, snatching up Kisame's payment and storming away.
"Well that was rather rude."
Kisame closed the door and sighed heavily. What was up with that guy lately?
Mangetsu stood in total silence, consciously aware of the demon's earlier threat.
"Are you okay hun? You look tired."
It was true. Mangetsu was up all night fighting away nightmares of his caretaker while being forced to cuddle with his adorable, yet annoyingly attractive baby brother.
"I'll be alright."
Kisame frowned, unseen by the teen's masked eyes and wrapped his muscular arms around the boy's lower back. Mangetsu tried his best not to react but couldn't help but sink into the man's embrace, his stomach fluttering.
Almost nothing could beat the way he was feeling right now, and Mangetsu wanted to sink a little deeper.
He felt around in the air blindly until he came in contact with his goal: Kisame's cheeks. The man blushed as the boy before him stood on his tiptoes and leaned in for a kiss. Mangetsu kneaded his plush lips against Kisame's, sticking his tongue out a little to catch a taste of the man. Kisame groaned at this unexpected action and continued to kiss the boy in his arms, parting for a quick breath.
"Are you sure you want this?"
Kisame stared Mangetsu down throught the teen's dark blindfold; he nodded in compliance. Kisame took those baby soft hands and led him over to the now familiar bed, laying down while the boy straddled him. Mangetsu leaned over to place a kiss on the man's cheek and slowly found his way over to his lips.
Being in such close proximity, Mangetsu began to inhale the cinnamon scent of his lover, the spice tingling in his nose and throat.
They continued to kiss a while longer until Kisame pushed through with his tongue, exploring the boy's not so innocent mouth. Mangetsu had to adjust to be able to move in closer to the man's face, causing their hardening dicks to brush against each other. Kisame moaned rather loudly as Mangetsu began kissing the sensitive skin of his neck, gently biting and sucking and teasing the shit out of poor old Kisame.
"Oh my God..."
The words left Mangetsu's lips in a breathy moan as Kisame flipped the two around, now being straddled by the man who gently kissed his neck. He had of course experienced this many times before, but with Kisame it was truly pleasurable. He arched his back as Kisame continued his assault, hands slipping up the teen's black t-shirt.
"Ngh... no Kisame.." he begged in between moans to rid himself of the man who was causing him so much pleasure. Zabuza's threat echoed through his head as the client began rubbing his nipples. "Please, we can't." Mangetsu had wriggled free from underneath the man and adjusted his shirt.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable."
Mangetsu crawled over to the pouting Kisame and rested his hand on what he assumed to be the man's knee. "I should be the one apologizing. I was rather foreceful." The teen blushed as he felt the man's hand take his own.
"It's okay. I really liked it." Kisame chuckled nervously and ran his hands through his spiky hair. Mangetsu leaned in for a kiss when the two heard rough knocking at the door. Kisame glanced at the clock. "You know, I'm starting to think an hour isn't enough time for us. Maybe I can persuade Zabuza to-"
He was cut off again by more knocking and what sounded like a foot tapping furiously and unpatiently against the wooden floors of the hallway. "I guess you must go." Kisame bent down and pulled the boy into a quick tender kiss before releasing him to the waiting demon.
"Get down on your knees."
Mangetsu complied silently, knowing any further hesitatation would lead to a worse punishment. Zabuza pulled out some handcuffs and restrained the boy. No doubt these cuffs were obtained from a police officer; the whole city was corrupted and controlled by the demon's vile industry.
Mangetsu couldn't help but begin to cry. He was restrained without any hopes of escape while kneeled in front of a table.
A table that was covered in a familiar white powder.
A table covered in cocaine.
Zabuza pulled a debit card out of his wallet and began crafting little lines of the powder, four of them about an inch and a half in length.
Tears spilled out of Mangetsu's amethyst orbs as his heart raced furiously in his chest. Zabuza and some clients had made him snort before, but never this much. He didn't know much about drugs but knew enough to deduce that this was a near fatal dose. Zabuza was really intending to make him suffer.
"Why? Why do I have to do this master?"
"Because you're a little whore."
Zabuza palmed the back of Mangetsu's head and shoved him furiously into the table. His nose took the brunt of the hit and he began bleeding immediately. The crimson liquid dripped onto the table and began tainting the illicit substance. Mangetsu cried and bled all over himself but managed to keep quiet as to not irritate his master.
"You know what I want you to do."
This was by far the worst punishment he had ever been given.
Yo I know this was really late and I apologize! I hope the craziness at the end made up for it. And as if writing that scene wasn't awkward enough, I wrote it in a hospital conference room. Thank you guys for reading and reviewing and staying patient with me and my crazy depressing college life that keeps me so anxious I can't sleep at night. D: