Forgotten and Alone
Chapter Five
A week has passed since the disaster of Aya meeting with his former friends. It's verging on eleven months since this has all started and Berkeley is finding he's made little progress and a few mistakes. After the disaster, which he calls 'the backing up point'; Aya reverts back to his former habits.
He eats on the counter and once again doesn't use his fingers or a fork. He refuses to stand on two feet and sleeps under the bed a lot. Berkeley no longer tries to correct this behavior and understands Aya will never change unless he experiences a new traumatic experience.
This is also when he discovers exactly why Aya acts like a cat perfectly.
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Around two a.m. Berkeley is woken by yowling. Long drawn out yowling.
Thinking Aya has finally fallen off the book case and hurt himself, he goes to the living room to investigate. Aya is not hurt; in fact he is stretched out on the couch, his claws kneading the fabric as he rubs himself against it. But this isn't a cat that's been hurt or in need if a good scratch; the motion of the boys body is too much like thrusting. The boy is rubbing himself trying to get off. It's an odd behavior in the way Aya rubs against the cushions and presents his ass at the same time. His face is flushed and his pupils are pin prinks and he can't stop squirming.
Concerned that this could be a real problem Berkeley finds the number for a 24-hour veterinary help line. He explains the situation o the operator who informs him that his cat is simply in Heat and he should keep her in doors and away from male cats.
"But my cats male." Berkeley blurted before he could stop himself.
There was a long pause. "Sir, your cat wouldn't happen to be human would he?" the man asked but continued without waiting for an answer. "There's been a few documented cases like that where a human taken on the aspect of an animal. In old traditions it's said a human can take on the animals Ka and become like them. Now I'm not going to ask how you came to own one, but if he got the Ka of a female cat its only natural for him to go into Heat. He'll be hard to handle for about a week, but it should fade, unfortunately unless he's getting regular sex you're going to have to deal with this about every three months."
Berkeley thanked the man for his help and wrote down his personal number just in case new problems arise. Berkeley is tempted to ask if there is a cure but decides not to. Once done Berkeley turns back to Aya, the boy has worn himself out and is now fast asleep but the way he's still presenting himself Berkeley knows that he's still waiting to be taken.
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The next morning Berkeley finds that Aya has striped himself of his cloths and is rubbing on the rug. He purrs and mewls but still can't seem to get the satisfaction he needs. The smell of pheromones is also prominent and Berkeley has to take a cold shower to keep himself in check. Taking the boy to his bed is tempting but he also knows that Aya isn't in his right mind and will not take advantage. He also has a feeling that if he dose decide to that it will be a violent experience.
As promised after a week Aya seems to have gone back to normal, but Berkeley is dreading what will happen in three months when all this happens again.
Things become routine. Aya roams around the house, sleeps in the bookcase, or under the bed. He eats on the counter and walks on all fours. He takes to watching TV with Berkeley at night and finds the Batman marathon interesting, especially when Catwoman is introduced. He sits up with interest when all the cats come around to bring her back to life then looks at Berkeley as if asking if that's what happened to him. Berkeley still can't answer that.
Around the time that Aya would be going into Heat again Yohji shows up at his door step. Berkeley lets the young man in as Aya is asleep under the bed and won't be coming out for a while. They talk for a while, Berkeley tells Yohji what he's found out about Aya and asks if anything has been found concerning why Aya was forgotten. The only thing they've come up with is an out of mind out of sight theory but have yet to find out why and who might have done such a thing.
Then the Yowling starts. The bedroom door is closed and Berkeley knows that he'll have a lot of problems if he opens it. Yohji watches the door for a long while then turns to Berkeley with a raised eyebrow.
"Dose he do that a lot?" he asked wincing at another loud Yowl.
"Oh just about every three months." Berkeley said with a sigh. "Try to ignore it."
"Why? What's wrong with him?" Yohji asked looking at the door again.
"Well I told you, he's taken on the Ka of a cat. A female cat." The older blond said.
Yohji turn back to him in surprise and shock, "You mean he's in Heat?" his eyes narrowed. "You haven't…"
Berkeley shook his head, "He's hard to resist when he decides his cloths are uncomfortable and takes them off, but I haven't touched him."
"Wow," Yohji said impressed. "That's more strength then I think I'd have."
"Would you truly want to take advantage like that?" Berkeley asked. "It might be an animal instinct and he may act like an animal, but he's still human."
Yohji nodded tracing a finger on the table top. "Before all this, I might have tried. I mean not to take advantage like that, but to get him into my bed. I used to ask him out wishing he's say yes and not sure what to do if he did. Aya's a very special person, high strung, stubborn, but loyal and protective as hell. It's a good quality in a man; I only wish he was that same person."
"He is," Berkeley said softly. "Maybe a bit more feline and selfish, but those things are there too, if you know how to look." He smirked. "Well maybe not at the moment, I think all he wants and is right now is a good fuck."
Yohji snorted back laughter and sobered with the returning yowl as if Aya wholly agreed. "Really, is he going to be alright?" he asked with genuine concern.
"Are you talking about his current problem or the whole thing?" Berkeley asked watching the door. "He'll be fine in a week, but as for the rest," he shrugged helplessly. "I don't know if he will ever be alright, but I'm willing to take care of him"
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That night Aya slept curled up on Berkeley's bed. He sleeps without too much problem and Berkeley has even managed to dress him in soft cotton pajamas. At three Aya is woken by the sound of the window opening and goes to investigate. The man standing in the living room is redheaded like he is and vaguely familiar. He smiled at the younger redhead and stepped forward earning a hiss and swipe of claws as Aya backs up.
"Now, now kitty, no need to be feisty." The man said his smile widening as vivid images of Aya naked and on hands as knees as he's taken an image of exactly what his instincts want at the moment. "Wouldn't you like that fire between your legs quenched?"
Aya shook his head fiercely trying to wipe the images from his mind, sure he wanted it, but not with that man. The man was creepy and made his hacks rise. Aya hissed at him again, but can't seem to get his body to move to run away.
The man frowned then grabbed Aya by the hair forcing him forward. "To bad Kitty, I'll have you anyway."
Aya screeched and Berkeley came running. Without thought or hesitation Berkeley had his gun out and run into the living room, seeing the man attacking Aya he raised the gun and fired. However without his glasses on and the treat of accidentally hitting Aya he only managed to hit the man in the shoulder. But that was enough as the man quickly fled out the window. Berkeley slammed the window shut and put the gun in a safe place, luckily he kept the silencer on it after he was warned this might happen so no one was going to call the police and make him have to explain catboy.
Speaking of which.
Berkeley put on his glasses and went back into the living room where Aya was still crouched on the floor. The thin body was trembling and the whimpers sounded very human and very afraid. Berkeley walked to the boy slowly and knelt beside him afraid to touch him for fear that Aya might bolt and hurt himself.
"Its alright Aya, the man's gone now." The blond said very softly and placed a hand on the boys head soothing the spot where his hair had been gripped.
Aya trembled for a moment longer then threw himself into Berkeley's arms and there was no mistaking his tears and sobs were fully human. This wasn't the cat asking for comfort after being scared, this was the young man seeking sluice. Berkeley picked up the young man and held him tightly in his arms then went to the couch where he could hold him more comfortably. Aya shivers and cries, his legs straddling around the mans lower torso his face hidden in the gap of Berkeley's head and the couch. After several minutes the crying stops, then slowly the shivering follows; when Aya lifts his head his eyes are puffy from the tears and his nose is red. Berkeley grabs a tissue from the side table and wipes the remaining tears then puts the tissue against the redhead's nose and tells him to blow.
After they stare at each other silently, the only sound filling the room is of their breathing. Aya takes a shuttering breath every once in a while but has for the most part calmed down, he hasn't moved since he lifted his head and seems to be contemplating something important. Then in slow motion the redhead leans forward and presses his lips against the blonds.
Berkeley makes a surprised sound and lifts a hand to keep Aya still as he deepens the kiss. He isn't sure if this is because Aya is in Heat or because of the trauma he's just experienced but he also isn't going to let this chance go.
Aya is very compliant as his shirt is unbuttoned and used to hold his arms down as Berkeley sucks and licks his way down the redhead's chest. The boy is panting now his interest in proceeding evident against the blond's stomach. Yet Berkeley doesn't want to talk him on the couch so impersonally, he wants Aya to know he's loved and cared for as a person and not as an animal.
This is so beyond attraction.
Placing his hands under Aya's ass Berkeley manages to get to his feet and walks to the bedroom. He lays Aya on the bed gently and strips him of his remaining cloths before shedding his own. Aya is feeling the full effects of being in Heat and is panting hard as he squirms on the bed waiting to be taken. He tries to turn onto his hands and knees but Berkeley keeps him on his back. He finds a jar of oil in his dresser and sets it aside as he proceeds to drive Aya crazy. It isn't a hard task to do, the redhead is already delirious with lust and ready for him even before he true is ready.
Berkeley teases him as he works to stretch the tight opening so Aya won't notice any pain or discomfort. He knows this is Aya's first time with sex and won't spoil the experience with any unneeded pain. He takes his time when he enters the tight body for the first time and once fully seated waits until Aya's own instincts take over and he tries to move; but he doesn't let Aya move too much after that knowing an inexperienced move at the wrong time will cause them both pain. He's slow and gentle as he makes love to the redhead and only takes his last bit of pleasure after Aya has had his.
After Berkeley gives them a quick shower then puts Aya to bed with him. The redhead curls up against him in a way that isn't apart of the feline habit, but is human in nature. It's a progress Berkeley doesn't notice and a change that will mean everything tomorrow.
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A/N: ack i'm just forgetting to update everything arent i? next chapter will come out a lot sooner if people remind me, their are nine chapters in this fic and two more parts to go in the trilogy.
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