Authors note: Sorry for the late update, but i've been really busy, AND i saved this part on another computer, which is broken. I found my notes again, but had to rewrite almost the complete chapter. Here's the last part of the sidestory, the last few weeks that Milliardo spends with Akira. Enjoy, and please, review.


Previous time

'You are once again beautiful.' said Akira when Milliardo's transformation was complete.
'Thanks.' said Milliardo. 'But don't leave your family…not on your birthday. I'll amuse myself. Go to them.' said Milliardo, really meaning it. He didn't want his Master to spend time with him when he needed the precious time with his family.
'O, but I will go back, and so will you.'
'What? But… I'm…'
'Don't worry. I'll explain first, then I'll call you in.'
'I…'
'Milliardo-kun…' he said with a hint of warning in his voice.
The tiger lowered his head and didn't say anything.
'I'll call you…stay here until that time.'

Milliardo nodded and sat down on his rear legs. He stared outside, his tail swishing slowly behind him.

'You don't have to worry Milliardo-kun. They won't hurt you.' said Akira after he stood up. He could see the uncertainty in the body language of his slave.
'I know… it's just… I'm not used to it.'
'I know, but you'll have to get used to it. I won't show you around, but others might.'

Others? He's gonna sell me?

Save the tears for the right moment, Part E.
Others? He's gonna sell me?
Thought Milliardo, not knowing how to react. He could feel tears welling up.
Meanwhile Akira explained everything to his family
'Milliardo-kun. You can come.'
Milliardo was a bit hesitant. He could live with the fact that his Masters family would stare at him, and would want to touch him, but the fact that his Master had made clear that he was eventually going to sell him, that was something he couldn't live with. He entered the living room slowly, timidly.
Akira noticed the sudden change in his slave's behaviour, but didn't act on it. He would do so when his family left.
Before the blond entered the room, the adults were busy talking, but as soon as they noticed Milliardo everyone went silent. The tiger sighed inwardly. He looked at his Master with a pleading look, but Akira didn't say anything.
'S…sugoi…' (Wow, wonderful, great) said Tomoko, the mother of Eiko and Yumi.
Nozomi was the first to approach the tiger. Milliardo saw her in the corner of his eyes, and turned to the teen.
'You're stunning.' she said, carefully laying her hand on Milliardo's head. Instinctively Milliardo's ears lay down, and he softly purred. 'You're so cute when you purr.' she added. 'Can I…hug you?'
The tiger nodded. 'Of course.'
'You can talk? Wow! Awesome.' reacted Nozomi excited. 'I would've never thought you could transform… You're really beautiful.'
'I'm just a tiger.' said Milliardo softly, really not understanding why everyone kept saying he was beautiful.
'No, you're not just a tiger.' said Nozomi. 'You shouldn't think that way about yourself.' she said, hugging the tiger softly.

I've been taught to Nozomi-san. He thought, but didn't speak. He sighed softly, and closed his eyes for a sec.

Milliardo let himself be 'examined' by his Masters family. Afterwards he sat outside, together with Nozomi.
'Milliardo-kun.'
'Hai.'
'I…never mind.'
'You can ask me everything you want, you know that Nozomi-san.' said Milliardo. He lay his head down on his paws, staring outside.
'You won't like my question, and I don't really need to know. I was just curious.' said the girl, not sure how to handle the fact that she was 'higher' than Milliardo.
'Oooh, you wanted to know how I became a neko-jin, didn't you?'
'Hai… but… I know you'd rather not talk about it, ne?'
Milliardo nodded. 'But if you ask me, I'll answer.'
Luckily Nozomi wasn't put up for the decision because Akira came closer and sat down between Milliardo and Nozomi.
'Master?' asked the tiger, somewhat confused. He hadn't expected him to come sit with him when his family was present.
As if Akira read Milliardos mind, he answered: 'Nozomi-chan is family too you know.' he teased.
If the tiger was able to, he would have hit himself for his head. He turned the other way, not wanting to disturb the two. He looked at Eiko and Yumi sleeping. After a few minutes Eiko woke up. She blinked a couple of times, and let out a scream.
'Okaa!' (Mother!) She screamed.
Yumi woke up because of the sound, but she didn't scream. She just stared at the tiger. Meanwhile Eiko had jumped into her mother's arms.
'Daijoubu Ei-chan. (It's okay Eiko (nickname)) 'Milliardo-kun dake desu. Daijoubu dayo.' (It's only Milliardo. It's okay.) She said, trying to comfort her child. 'Yu-chan?'
Yumi didn't hear her mother, nor did Milliardo. The both of them were staring at each other. Milliardo felt like he could look right through her. He somehow saw visions of the past. He saw things Yumi had done. He immediately hoped that she wouldn't be in the same situation. She wouldn't be able to see so much pain in someone's life… he thought.
'Milliardo-kun?' asked Akira carefully, tapping the tiger on his shoulder blades.
Milliardo snapped back to reality and turned to his Master. He suddenly realised everyone was, again, staring at him.
'I…'
Suddenly Yumi started crying.
'Yu-chan, daijoubu.' said her father, who had stood up, and took her in his arms. 'You don't have to be scared. It's Milliardo-kun.'
'Wakkateru.' she said between sobs. (I know) 'Milliardo-kun wa…kurushii jinsei ga aruyo…' (Milliardo has a difficult/painful/ life)
The blond's eyes opened. She had seen parts of his life like he had seen some of hers.
Yumis father and Akira looked at each other; hoping one of them would know how to react.
'Tatte mo ii.' said Yumi to her father. (I can stand) She didn't really like to be held that much.
He kissed Yumi's forehead and put her down. 'You sure Yumi-chan?'
'Un, daijoubu… Miri onii?' (Yeah, I'm fine. Bro Milliardo?)
'Hai?' (Yes?)
Yumi didn't say anything. She walked up to the tiger, which was now standing, and hugged him. Milliardo felt the sincerity in the girls hug. He pulled his tail closer, and curled it around one of Yumi's wrists.
Everyone was staring at them, not knowing how to react.
'Kimi no kimochi, wakkatteru.' whispered Yumi in the nekos ear. (I understand your feelings.) 'Genki ni natte ne.' (Be more happy.)
'Un.' answered Milliardo. (Yes.) 'I'll try. Thanks Yumi-chan).
After hearing that, Yumi lost consciousness, and leaned into Milliardo. The tiger softly lay down, making sure Yumi wouldn't fall. Her father sped towards her immediately.
'Daijoubu desu.' said Milliardo. 'She's just tired.'
'What happened?'
'I…I'm not sure…' answered Milliardo. He knew what had happened, but he didn't know how to explain it. For some reason there was some kind of bond between Yumi and him, but he couldn't figure out why. He would be leaving soon anyway. When thinking about that, he became a little bit down again. He lay down, his tail slightly teasing Yumi's arm.
'Milliardo-kun.' said Akira, with a somewhat firm voice.
'Hai Danna-sama?'
'Shinshitsu he ike.' (Go to the bedroom.)
Milliardo was about to ask why, but he saw his Masters face. There was no room for discussion tonight.
'Sumimasen. Shitsureishimasu.' he apologised and went to the bedroom, wondering what he had done wrong. (I'm sorry. Excuse me)
'Akira oku?' asked Nozomi. 'Why did you send him away?'
'He lied, I need to talk with him in a few minutes. I'm sorry for disturbing.'
'Iie iie…' (no no) said Yumi's mother. 'He scared me for a second there.'

Meanwhile Milliardo was thinking what he possible could've done wrong.

Does he blame me for Yumi fainting? Or is it something else? Do I miss something?

He decided to close his eyes for the time being, but he fell asleep only a few minutes later.

About an hour later Akira had walked his family out, quickly cleaned up, and went to the bedroom. When he saw Milliardo sleeping his expression softened a bit. He was quite angry with him for not telling the truth, but he decided to sleep now, and ask later. He lay a blanket over Milliardo, knowing he would transform back in the morning. Milliardo could sleep without a blanket in his feline shape because of his fur, but he didn't want Milliardo to get sick after he'd turn back to his human shape. Akira turned off the lights, and fell asleep. What he didn't now though, was that Milliardo had woken up when he felt a blanket put over him.

Guess he isn't really that angry. If he was, he would've woken me up…

When Milliardo woke up, he noticed breakfast standing next to him on a plate on the ground.
Then the blond remembered the night before. 'Guess he is angry then…I always ate together with him…' he said to himself… He shrugged, and took on one of his kimonos. He ate some, but not all. He wasn't hungry.
He wasn't sure to go and look for his Master, or wait for him. In the end he decided to go outside, not searching for his Master at all, but when he shove the paper door open he saw Akira feeding the fish.

Damn, too late to go back…he heard me…

'Ohaayo Gozaimasu.' said the blond (Good morning)
'Ohaayo.' reacted Akira, not looking up at all.

What's going on. What did I do to make him this angry? What should I do?

'Master, about last night…' he started, hoping his Master would explain why he was so angry against the blond.'Why did you lie to me?' asked Akira, looking up at the blond.
Milliardo swallowed. He'd only seen his Master this determined before. When he'd freed Milliardo from the slave driver.
'Lie to you Master?'
'Don't act like you don't know. You lied to me in front of my whole family. Why?'
'Honestly Master, I don't know what you're talking about.'
'Milliardo!' he snapped, not using the suffix he normally used.
The blond flinched. His tail quickly wound itself around the blonds waist, and his ears hung down. Milliardo kneeled down, and didn't say anything, hoping Akira wasn't like Dermail, and would punish him. Too hard.
'What happened last night?' he asked, approaching the blond. 'With Yumi.' he added when he saw the confused look on the blonds face.
'I don't know Master.' answered the blond.
Akira slapped the blond in his face. 'Don't lie to me. You know what happened. Tell me!'
'I…Master…'
'Tell me!'
'I don't understand exactly what happened Master…' Did he mean I lied to him…that I said I didn't know what had happened last night? Is that all?
'Then explain at least what you do understand.' said Akira irritated.
'I…Yumi-chan and I… we were somehow connected. I saw…some things…'
'What did you see?'
'Some parts of her past. I saw her playing, swimming, at school…'
'What do you mean? You actually saw things that really happened?'
'I'm certain of it.'
'How are you so certain?'
'Because she also saw my past…at least… parts of it…I don't know which parts, but she saw enough to realise what sort of life I've had. She said that I had a painful life, didn't she?
That's why I'm so certain about it. There wouldn't be another way for her to know what I've been through during my training.'
'Yumi saw how you were trained?'
'I'm not exactly sure of that, and I certainly hope not.' said the blond lowering his gaze. Only thinking about it made his hate grow more and more.
'Why did she faint?' asked Akira.
'I don't know. Probably because of all the memories suddenly showing up.'
'Then why didn't you faint?'
'Because the memories I saw weren't bad, and I'm older than Yumi-chan, my body can handle more than hers.'

Not to forget I've lived through many punishments and experiments…

'Tell me about your training.' ordered Akira, sitting down next to his slave.
'My training? Why Master?'
'Tell me.'
'Which parts?' asked Milliardo, with a bit too much sarcasm to Akira's liking. The man stared at his slave.
'From the beginning then…When I was twelve, I…'

Milliardo didn't go into the details, but even so he needed a few hours to tell the most important things. Akira was shocked. How can someone put a person through such things? Even a slave doesn't deserve to be treated like that…Now I understand why he was shocked when I said I was going to sell him. I thought I was strict some times, but compared to his past, his life here is like staying in heaven.

Milliardo leaned against his Master, and soon cried himself in sleep.

When Milliardo woke up again, it was almost time for dinner. He blinked a couple of times, not immediately remembering how he ended up falling asleep outside instead of in his bed. The blond looked up at the sky, and only then he realised what time it was.

I slept this late…wait…I woke up pretty early this morning…O…I remember now…Where's Akira? He wondered. He sat up and stretched himself. He couldn't help but moan in slight pain. 'Damn…sleeping on a hard floor is something I'm not used to anymore…my back…' he groaned, in English. He always switched back to his native tongue when Akira wasn't around, or when the blond thought that his Master wasn't around.
'Need a massage?' heard the neko-jin come from behind him.
'Danna-sama…I'm sorry.' He replied immediately in Japanese, sitting down on his knees.
'Sorry for what?'
'I…nothing I guess…custom reply…' he said softly, lowering his eyes again. He remembered again why he had fallen asleep outside, and he wasn't really happy with the fact that Akira knew what had happened during his training. Now more than ever he was more willing to follow orders, he was more timid, more aware of his situation.
'Milliardo-kun. I want you to know that I wish I weren't that blunt towards you yesterday when I said I was going to sell you.'
The blonds ears raised, a small smile escaping his lips.
'I will eventually though.' Added Akira, not wanting to raise false hope. 'But I've been thinking while you were asleep. I want to teach you as much as I can. I don't have much time left. My sister is very ill, and she'll be needing around the clock care. I'll be staying with her. I can't take you with me though. She would never let you set one step in her house. I'm sorry Milliardo.'
Milliardo's ears slumped down. 'I understand Master.' He whispered. He did understand, he didn't want to understand. Akira was one of the best things that happened to him in his whole life. He turned his gaze to the pond, watching some Koi jump out of the water. His Master approached him from behind, and snaked his arms around the blond's waist, pulling the blond on his feet.
'Mast…Danna-sama?' he asked surprised. Akira had never been fond of too much body contact between the two of them. He looked over his shoulder at the Japanese man, and looked him straight into his eyes.
'I don't want to loose you Milliardo.' Said Akira, almost whispering. He lay his head on the blonds shoulder, inhaling his slaves scent he knew well by now.
'Danna…are you…do you want me to…' asked Milliardo confused. His was learned to react on his masters actions, but he knew Akira had never made a move in that direction. Though Akira was Milliardo's Master, he'd never forced the blond to sleep with him, never even forced a kiss out of the blond. The blond hadn't mattered, not at all. He had to admit sometimes he missed the intimate part, mostly because he really liked Akira, but he'd never even thought about complaining, not even within his thoughts.
'Am I confusing you?' asked Akira slightly on a teasing tone, kissing the blonds neck. He also knew he had never approached Milliardo like that, mostly because he didn't need the blond in such a way.
'Yes, I mean…no, I…' said the blond immediately, not realising he had switched back to English again.
'Nihongo de hanase.' Ordered Akira, but not on an angry tone. (Speak in Japanese!)
The neko wanted to reply with an apology, but a purr escaped his mouth instead when Akira's hand slid under the bonds kimono and started roaming the blonds body. Because of the lack of sexual contact between the two in the time they had been together, Milliardo was quite responsive to even the slightest touch.
'I…what do you want me to do Master?' asked Milliardo, choosing for the safe route. He knew that if he would screw up now, he would screw up good.
'I want you to do what you want to do.'
'But…'
'I told you before, I don't want to hear the word 'but'. What do you want Milliardo-kun?' asked Akira, turning the blond around so he would face him.
'I…' Milliardo closed his eyes, and leaned into Akira's embrace. 'I want you…'
The blond felt a soft kiss on his forehead before he was lifted in his Masters arms. His eyes snapped open.
'What are you doing?' asked the blond. 'I can walk myself.'
'I know.' Teased Akira. He went to the bedroom and gently lay the blond down.

'Danna-sama…'
'Nnnn?'
The blond cuddled closer to his Master.
'Someone's coming.' He warned, but didn't do anything else.
'Someone's coming? Why?'
'I don't know. Just know that someone is coming. Maybe you should take on a bathrobe. You never know who it might be…' said the blond softly, purring when Akira gave him a soft pat on his head.
'I will.' Said the man. He stood up and quickly took on his bathrobe, but he didn't go outside to check whom it was. He sat down next to his slave. The blond shifted a bit so he would be resting his head in his masters lap. He purred again, and closed his eyes.
'You're too cute.' Teased Akira while running his fingers through the blonds long hair. 'Ever thought of cutting a bit of your hair by the way? It already reaches your waist.'
'Nah. Normally my masters take care of that, but the last few liked long hair…and I don't mind at all. I especially like my bangs, and I don't want to think how it would look, having short hair.' Said the blond, never opening his eyes, just enjoying his masters touches. 'O…you're visitor is close by…' added the blond while he pulled the blanket up to his chest, showing some of his skin, but not too much.

Only a few seconds later Akira heard someone call for him.
'Akira-oku!
'Nozomi?' wondered Milliardo. He sat up, but immediately was gently pushed back down on the futon again.
'Stay put.' Ordered Akira, while he made his way outside. He left the paper door open.
'Nozomi-chan? Doushite koko ni iru?' asked Akira. (Why are you here?')
Nozomi raised an eyebrow when she saw her uncle in a bathrobe on this time of the day.
'I came out of school, and I was wondering how Milliardo-kun was doing…'
'He's fine. You shouldn't worry about him. I take good care of him.'
'I know, I don't doubt that Akira-oku, I was just wondering how he was doing after that…incident with Yumi-chan.'
'He's fine, slept a lot today.'

And not alone I guess… thought Nozomi smiling slightly.

'Could you tell him I said Hi? I got to go back home.'
'Of course. Take care Nozomi-chan.'
'I will, bye!' she said and left. She peeked back once, and saw the blond lying on a futon, clearly only covered by a blanket. She blushed slightly, now that she was sure that he and her uncle had slept together. She wasn't sure if Milliardo could see him, but she gave a small wink and made her way back home.

'Danna-sama? Why was she here?' asked Milliardo propping himself on his elbows, looking at this master entering the bedroom.
'She wanted to know if you were okay, that's all.' He said, sitting next to Milliardo again. Immediately the blond curled his body against his masters body.
'Are you always in need of body contact after sleeping with someone?' teased Akira.
'Depends on why I slept with.' Teased Milliardo back. He uncurled his tail from his waist and softly brushed against Akira's thighs.

Akira tripled Milliardo's concentration training, and when not training, he would teach the blond more Japanese. A couple of weeks later though, a letter arrived.
Milliardo, dressed in only pants, still drying his hair with a towel after he'd taken a shower, opened the gate door before the mailman could even call.
'Konnichiwa.' said the blond bowing slightly. (Good afternoon)
The mailman tried to hide his surprise, and he had to refrain himself from asking how Milliardo knew he was there without having heard him. He even more had to refrain himself from wanting to touch Milliardo's cat-ears.
'I've got a letter for Nemushi Akira-sama. Is he present?'
'I'm afraid he's away to do some shopping. Is it a signed letter?'
'It is. Do you have any idea when he will be returning? I've got to deliver it to him personally.'
'I'm afraid I don't know, and the only thing I can do now is offer you something to drink while you wait. I do not have the authority to accept my Master's letter in his place.' said Milliardo bowing again. He took a step backwards to let the mailman pass.
'Th…thanks.' stammered the mailman, not understanding one bit of the blond cat boy.
'Can I offer you something to drink?' asked the blond after the mailman had seated himself in the living room.
'A cup of tea would be nice.'
Milliardo went to the kitchen, and quickly dried and brushed his hair. Luckily he'd made tea before he took a bath. When he came back he saw that Akira had returned.

Strange…I didn't sense him coming home…he thought while he knelt next to the table and carefully put the mailman's cup of tea down. He didn't say anything, and moved to leave the room. Akira was reading the letter, but he paused to order Milliardo to stay.

'Stay here Milliardo-kun.' he said. He directed himself to the mailman. Did my aunt send you personally?'
'Yes, She also asked me to ask you to answer the letter immediately'
'She knows my answer. I won't come unless highly necessary. Besides, I can't come right away anyway. I've got to arrange some things first. Also, you can tell her she doesn't have to remind me again. I'll notify her when I can come.'
The mailman scribbled down what was said in case he would forget some things. 'Anything else?' he asked politely.
'Yes.' said Akira while he gave the mailman some money. 'Buy flowers with that money and give them to her.'
'My pleasure. I'll be going then.'

After some time of silence.
'You're going to sell me son, aren't you Danna-sama?' asked Milliardo carefully.
'I have no other choice Milliardo-kun. I'm the only living relative left she has.'
'But your sons…'
'She's never seen them, and visa versa. Besides, they both are married and have children of their own.'
'What are you going to do with the house?'
'I'm not sure yet, but you shouldn't worry about that. I'll manage.'
' "I'll manage" doesn't sound positive Master.'
'Taking care of my aunt and at the same time keeping the house will cost a lot, that's all.'
'But…wait a minute…' said Milliardo on a defending tone. 'You're selling me because of the money! I bet your aunt doesn't even know about me and this is the easiest way for you to get the money!' he snapped.
Akira didn't say anything for a while. He calmly and softly said after a while: 'Milliardo-kun…'
The blond swallowed, his ears hung down.

Shit…I blew it…

'She knows about you. I'm not selling you because of the money. I'm brining you back to your trainer when the time is right.'
'I…'
'I don't want to hear anything more about it, understand?'
'Hai Danna-sama' (I do master)

The following two weeks were far from pleasant. Akira hardly talked to the blond anymore. Milliardo did his chores, practised the exercises Akira had taught him, and spent the rest of the day lying in the sun, doing nothing. Preferably in one if his feline shapes. He often wanted to ask Akira how long it would take before he would be sold, but becloud get himself that far. He didn't want another fight.

Two weeks and three days after the fight.
Milliardo didn't feel to well when he woke up.

Aw man… my head hurts… He slowly opened his eyes but couldn't see anything. He tried to reach for his eyes with one of his hands, but couldn't.

Chained? Then also blindfolded…but why? And how did I get her? The last thing I remember is…having dinner, alone, and falling asleep. Akira-sama must've done something in the food…

Milliardo slightly moved his tail to check if it was somehow bound to, but it wasn't.
He manoeuvred his tail so he could feel what kind of manacles he was wearing.

Damn it. Electronic ones…wait. Akira-sama doesn't have electronic manacles…I'm back already? He carefully moved his tail to his slave collar.

Here goes nothing… If the collar would emit a shock, Milliardo would be sure he was back at the STI, or at least on the way to the STI. (Akira had thrown away the controller) If not, well, he didn't know.

The blond winced slightly when he felt a shock when he carefully tried to move his collar. Damn it, I'm back… he thought while he gave a small moan.
His ears suddenly twitched when he thought he heard something.
'Are you awake?' Asked a female voice.

No more Japanese…I'm definitely back…

Suddenly Milliardo noticed more things. He wasn't laying still. He guessed he was laying on a backseat. He knew for sure when he heard breaks and winced when the care took a turn and rode though a small hole in the road. Milliardo moaned again and managed to ask: 'Where am I?'
'You've probably guessed already. You're on the way to the STI.'
'Why am I blindfolded miss?' Asked Milliardo softly.
'I don't know, and no, I can't take it off yet.' She added gently.
'May I ask you something miss?'
'I can't guarantee an answer.'
'Are you new at the STI?'
'Why do you think so?'
'No offence, but you're not halve as strict as the others at the STI.'
Milliardo couldn't see, but he knew the woman was smiling.
'You've been at the STI for quite some time, haven't you?' she asked while she lay a pillow beneath the blonds head.
'Thanks, and not really that long. I learned quickly…' he said sounding somewhat depressed. 'This may be a strange question miss, but, can you tell me what clothes I'm wearing? I don't remember anything since the last time I had dinner. I don't even know when that was…'
'Eastern style of clothing. Long sleeved shirt and wide pants.' She answered, wondering why he wanted to know.
'Naruhodo.' (I see) said the blond, not realising he'd switched back the Japanese, the language he'd spoken for almost a year. He just dumped me then… He felt tears welling up.
'Excuse me?' asked the woman sounding surprised.
'Huh? O, did I just say something in Japanese? I'm sorry.' Said Milliardo suddenly realising he'd spoken Japanese. 'My Master was Japanese. I haven't spoken English for almost a year.'
'You're the one who can speak multiple languages and studied law and mathematics? Imes's?' reacted the woman, even more surprised.
'Am I that famous?' wondered the blond, forgetting his tears.
'You're the example trainers use the get their slaves to work. You were the fist to end the training in such a short period of time and having studied next to the training…or so I've heard.'
'Yeah, that's me. Are we almost there?'
'About fifteen minutes.' answered the driver instead of the woman.
'Thanks.' Said the blond

Both Milliardo and the woman didn't say anything anymore until a few minutes before arrival.
'I'm going to take off the blindfold.' warned the woman. The blond closed his eyes when he felt two soft and gently hands remove the blindfold. It took him a while to get used to the light. He slowly opened his eyes, still shielding them with his chained hands. When his vision was clear again he looked at a young beautiful woman with long dark brown hair, hanging loose around here shoulders. Brown eyes inspected Milliardo's eyes.
'I expected cat eyes, but your eyes are just like others…'cept for the colour then I've never seen such clear blue eyes…they're beautiful.'
Milliardo smiled faintly, but stayed silent.
'Miss Marly? We'll be arriving in three minutes.' notified the driver.
'Okay, thanks.' she said.
'Will you behave or do I need to tie your hands on your back?' asked Marly matter of factly.
'I'll behave, but if it makes you feel better, tie my hands on my back.'
'You'll have to watch your behaviour. You'll undergo training again.' she warned seriously.
'Retraining? Why?'
'Because you've been away from the STI for quite some time. When masters change slaves, the slaves always undergo retraining if was more than a year after purchase.'
Milliardo nodded in understanding, not wanting to make a comment he would regret.
'Sit up.' ordered Marly, pushing away a strand of her hair behind her ear. The blond struggled with his hands tied, but he managed. He turned to Marly so she could tie his hands on his back. 'You've got beautiful earrings.' he said while he leaned back into the backseat, seeing the STI in front of the car.

And back to hell again… Again he felt tears, but didn't let them out.

End of Save the tears for the right moment.

Continue with Kitty to know what happened afterwards.

Authors note 2: The new chapter of kitty will take some time. I got most of it written down, but i need to typ it out first, and i'm in the midst of changing schools, so i don't really have much time to spare. I apologise in forward.

Please review, even though the sidestory is complete, i can always use tips and constructive critisism