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Priceless Diamond – Chapter 1
By: Demonic Faye
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters... T.T not that I
would complain if I did...I mean, who would complain if they'd own
Cain and Riff XD sparkle I know I wouldn't! ;
The room was almost completely dark...only one single candle was burning, leaving most of the bedroom in a pitch-black cold state...
Softly the door opened and a young handsome man walked in, holding a younger boy in his arms, trying his best not to harm him more than he was already harmed...
"Hang in there, sir" He whispered to the boy, "It'll be alright..."
Carefully he laid his master on the bed and gently stroke some hair out of his pale face...
This had happened many times before, but he still couldn't help but worry about him... Every time the boy went out without him, he worried... Most of the time he actually gave him a good reason to get worried sick about...
"Please try to get some sleep, sir." The young man said and walked away to get some water and towels to wash the blood from the boy's body.
When he came back and started to unclothe his young master, two beautiful golden eyes studied all of his movement.
"You shouldn't worry so much, Riff." The boy softly said, "It's not healthy to do so..."
The young man looked up for a second and sighed, "It wouldn't be healthy if I didn't worry either, sir..." He looked back at what he was doing without looking up again...
While he gave him some medicine and started to wash the blood of his body, he completely avoided looking into the boy's eyes...
The boy softly groaned when Riff washed his bruised arms and said, "Yes it would be..."
The pain in his voice was clearly audible, and Riff knew this wasn't just from his bodily harm, but also from the mental wounds he got in his short life...
"It would be, because I'm not worth worrying about..."
The man looked up and dropped his towel without caring where it went to and turned red
"If you say that one more time," He said, with a desperate voice "I'll see myself obliged to show you how valuable you are to some people... sir."
The boy smiled a sad smile, which made him moan from pain... At the sound of the boy, Riff continued to nurse him, while desperately searching for words to comfort him, to show him how valuable he precisely was... how valuable he was to him...
"You're wrong sir, you are the..." The man started, but he couldn't say it... For god's sake... this was his master... he was his servant. If he'd ever say something like that... He'd get in trouble and he didn't want to get fired... he didn't want to get separated from this boy...
"What am I, Riff?" The boy asked, wondering why his servant had cut off his sentence like that...
"It's nothing sir, absolutely nothing..." Riff didn't look up, hoping that the red on his cheeks would stay unnoticed in this darkness, but the boy had already seen it...
"If it's nothing, than why do you blush?" He asked kindly, "Am I doing that badly, that you don't want to tell me... No I don't think so..." He smiled a little evil smile and said, "No, you wouldn't blush if I was that wounded, so speak up..."
The man turned away, trying to avoid what he wanted to say... trying to avoid that he would really say 'You're wrong sir, you are the most valuable person I know sir...'
"Riff, speak up..." The boy ordered and the man looked over his shoulder.
Unfortunately he couldn't think of a way to get away from this boy, out of this room without telling him something...
"You are very valuable, sir, that's what I wanted to say..." He softly whispered, while he looked at the towel in his hands.
"I'm not valuable, Riff..." The golden eyes looked at his back and the man felt him looking at him...like he always felt what the boy was doing without seeing... "My father made that already clear to me, so did my mother, they made it all clear..."
The young man turned around and what he saw made him curse the boy's parents...
On the bed lay the boy, shiny in the candlelight. If the situation wasn't like this, Riff would have thought of him as beautiful... his hair glanced in the soft light and his eyes seemed from pure, melted gold, shining like twinkling stars... But the man didn't think of him as beautiful this time, because he knew the glance and shine from those eyes were from tears... tears that shouldn't have been shed... tears that wouldn't have been cried if it was up to Riff...
"Cain..." He softly whispered while he rushed towards the boy.
The boy wrapped his arms around the man and pulled him nearer. His head lent on his shoulder and tears left a wet spot on his shirt. The young man softly stroke his hair for a moment and sighed while he broke away from the boy...
"You're more valuable than you can imagine, Cain..." He said "Never think of yourself as less than you truly are..."
The boy looked up at the young man and tears were still rolling from his eyes... "Why do you keep saying that..." He shook his head and started to scream... "I can't stand you! Stop lying! Don't try to comfort me with your sweet talk when you don't mean shit of it!" He looked at the man who was wondering why this sudden outburst...
"Cain calm down..." He said, trying his best not to take him in his arms and to held him close, but he couldn't... He was still his servant and he was his master...