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Warning: Contains mild OOC, and language use.

I now give you chapter four of Words That Hurt Us: Pet

Fan's POV

I watched as my pet whimpered in pain. God why did he have to be such crybaby? I mean, I haven't even really hurt him that much…yet. It had been two days since I had left my first message at N-G studios. I had watched the pink haired brat's friend's fall deeper and deeper into despair with each passing day.

They didn't seem to know about the cameras that I had planted weeks before and I took great pleasure in watching their frantic search efforts. For some reason watching their pain, and knowing that I was its cause, made me feel like a god. I especially enjoyed watching Eiri Yuki's pain.

"Ahhh, now, now pet, don't cry, it only makes things worse for you," I purred to my captive, Shuichi from the band Bad Luck. He tried to pull away from the hand I placed gently on his forehead. "Haven't we talked about this, a pet should never resist his masters touch," I said as if I was talking to a misbehaving five year old. The scared look in his eyes gave me great pleasure.

"How can I be mad at you when you look at me like that?" I asked sweetly. "Don't…stop," Shuichi whispered his voice hoarse from trying to yell for help. "No talking back, you shall have to be punished," I told him wagging a finger at him. I picked up the knife that lay on the table. "Now to make the lesson stick," I said and I ran a hand over his shirtless chest. I slid the knife across his smooth skin, from collar bone to the opposite side of his chest.

He arched his back, and threw his head back as he screamed, arms tugging at the ropes that bound him. "Baby, you'll make yourself bleed more then you have to," I told him putting the knife down. He was sobbing, and if he thought it would get me to stop, then he was a slow learner.

"Now let's get that blood cleaned up, before you make a mess on my floor," I said before I bent down and licked the blood from the wound I had made on his chest. "You liked that didn't you?" He continued to sob, and said nothing. "I asked you a question; good pets speak when told to!" I yelled, and stabbed a fingernail into the same cut I had just 'cleaned'.

He screamed again, but this time I could tell he wouldn't be able to keep screaming for long, all that yelling for help had left him with very little voice, and his screams were not as loud nor as painful as I would have liked.

He had continuously asked me why I had brought him here, and each time he asked I heard more and more terror creep into his voice. I hadn't told him anything yet, and the only reason I spoke to him was to tell him how my pet should behave. He was a slow learner, and I had to educate him in the same lesson repeatedly.

What's so hard about answering when your master asks a question? Or doing what you're told? I thought harshly as I removed my fingernail from his cut.

"Now be a good little pet, and be quiet while daddy leaves your friends another message," I cooed. I tied a piece of cloth, from the same table that held the knife, around his mouth, as a gag, incase he decided to try and get a message to his friends. There isn't really anything he could tell them even if he wasn't gagged. I haven't told him my plan nor did I think he knew where he was. I mean, how could he know he was in an unused warehouse? I had put him in a backroom, with no windows and only the one door.

I walked over to the phone, and dialed the number to N-G studios. To my surprise someone picked up.

"Hello, N-G studios, Tohma Seguchi, speaking."

"Ah so this time it's Seguchi-san" I said slyly.

"Um…excuse me? Do you have business with me?" He asked clearly confused.

"Don't you know who this is? I'll give you a hint, I love leaving messages."

"Oh, so you finally contacted us again. Where have you taken Shindo-san?" He asked me very business like.

"I have him here, he's safe, well," I laughed, "he doesn't listen very well, but I'm reeducating him."

"Why did you take him?"

"You're telling me the great Tohma Seguchi-san hasn't figured it out yet," I jeered.

"Are you trying to hurt N-G studios?"

"No, that's just a plus."

"Then…" his voice trailed off.

"So you get it now don't you?"

"What do you want with Eiri?" He sounded angry now.

"Now, now, don't worry, I don't plan on any physicalharm coming to Eiri-sama, I just want him to play my game."

"Your game! Is that what this is?"

I ignored his question, "I have a message I would like you to make sure Eiri-sama gets." I put the phone to Shuichi's mouth and removed his gag. "Say hello to Tohma, pet." He obeyed, "Tohma…Yuki…"

"Good day, Seguchi-san." And I hung the phone up.

"I told you to say hello, and you didn't," I told him dangerously. He shrank back in his chair and I advanced on him with the knife.

A/N: Hello all its me again. did every one enjoy this chapter? I bet many of you are thinking that I'm pretty messed up right now, but I'm sane, believe me. Anyway, please review and let me know what you think of my story.