Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing. If I did, things wouldn't have went the way they went, so don't try and sue me -) I'm a pore student anyway

Previous time:

Milliardo was following Dermail without saying a word. He assumed the old man was going straight back to the mansion, but when he felt a lash on his back and glared up to him, he said: 'I'm not going back quite yet, and that means so are you. I've got to find a disobedient slave first.'
'I would've followed you if you had told me. You don't have to whip me to listen…Master.' said Milliardo.
'Why you!' Dermail slid of the horse, and was about to hit Milliardo hard with the whip he used on the horse, when he was pushed in his back. Dermail stumbled, en fell on the ground.

Milliardo stared at who had done it. While Dermail was slowly getting up again Milliardo walked near the person who saved him a couple of lashes…at the moment.
'Hi.'
'Hi.' answered Milliardo dryly back. 'You're…Quatre?'
'That's me.' said a white lion while Milliardo walked a circle around him.
'You're transformation is beautiful.' said the tiger.

Quatre didn't have time to say thanks, because when he wanted to he was pulled away by his collar by Dermail.
'Where have you been!' snapped the man.
'Outside, making sure I wouldn't leave a mess in the mansion…Master…' said Quatre.
'Fine. Don't think I believe you, but I need to get inside. Follow me! Both of you!'
'Yes Master.' said both felines.

Quatre stared at Milliardo. 'Master?' he growled softly.
'Long story…' purred Milliardo back

Kitty 19

Dermail brought the two cats inside. 'Quatre, help out in the kitchen…and you…' he said looking at Milliardo. 'Follow me.'
Milliardo did as he was told. He didn't want to start with trouble just yet. He followed Dermail to a room he knew all to well. It used to be his bedroom, the room where Dermail had made the blond pregnant.
'Take these on.' said Dermail throwing black leather pants and two leather wristbands, a leather hair tie, and a leather collar with a buckle to Milliardo.
The blond swallowed as he changed back to his human shape. He knew what those clothes meant. Dermail would be close to a deal, and t all depended on Milliardo if the deal would be made or not. If not, the blond knew he would be severely punished. If made, Dermail would still punish him for pleasing someone other than himself, but not that severe.
'But…' said Milliardo. He couldn't finish his sentence. He was slapped hard in his face. He lost his balance, and fell.
'Rules haven't changed since you left.' said Dermail, practically yelling. Milliaro's ears hung down, his tail cautiously around his waist. He hesitantly took the clothes on.
'Wait here. You know what to do.' added Dermail. He left the room and locked the door.

Milliardo let himself fall on the bed.

Damn it. I didn't think he would do this immediately… I don't… I'm not up for it… I… DAMN IT!

Milliardo crawled to the middle of the double sized bed and sat up straight, cross legged, waiting….waiting…
A while later Milliardo could here voices nearing his room.

Here it goes…

The door was unlocked, and Dermail stepped into the room first. After him a young man followed. Milliardos eyes widened, but he didn't say anything.
'Amuse yourself. You can do anything you like, just don't kill him.' said Dermail with an evil grin. He left the room.

'M…Michael…Michael Vernon…' stammered Milliardo.
'O my God. Milliardo, is that really you?' asked the young man.
'Yes, it's me.' said Milliardo, tears in his eyes. 'I…you…Duke Dermail… what's going on?'
Michael locked the door behind him and approached Milliardo.
'I…I must admit, I don't know how to react.' Milliardos previous Master said. 'I didn't expect Dermail to offer me one of his slaves, and I definitely didn't expect you to be here. What happened to you? Your ears…and, you've got a tail!' he said sitting down next to Milliardo on the bed.
'One of Dermails ideas…I…Micha…what should I call you?' asked Milliardo, really confused.
'Master is just fine. How are you doing Milliardo?'
'Up until today, great.' said Milliardo. When he looked up at Michael he immediately added: 'Not because of you Master… I … it's complicated…I can't explain…But never mind that… how are you doing Master? Business are going great if you are ready to make a deal with Duke Dermail.'
'Business are going great. Though at home things are different. Allen…I'm sorry.' he added when he saw Milliardo's reaction to his brothers name. 'I won't speak about him again.'
'No, Master, you have the right to talk about whatever you want. You have the right to do what you want.' said the blond looking the other way.
'You've changed Milliardo. Did Dermail..? He broke your spirit, didn't he.' he asked concerned.
'Long ago…He changed my life completely…he…'
Michael gently wiped away a tear on Milliardos cheek. 'You don't have to tell me Milliardo.' he said cupping the blonds cheek, making the teen look at him.
'I know…I'm sorry.'
'Don't apologise for your emotions Milliardo.'

Milliardo tried to gather himself. He wiped away his tears.
'Master, you didn't come here to talk to me. Dermail expects…'
'I know what he expects. He said I could take as long as I wanted. And I will. I don't want to hurt you Milliardo.'
'You wont Master. I'll open up for you. I…I wasn't planning to, but when I saw you…I…'
Michael silenced the teen with a kiss. 'Shhh…If you don't want to…'
'I have to. Dermail…'
'Where's the normal politeness I know so well of you…Why don't you call him Master?'
'Because he isn't…wasn't… yesterday he wasn't…he…I…Master Treize Kushrenada has been my Master for almost a year, up until today…I was trespassing on Dermails land…without Master Treize…I…'
'My God Milliardo. That's awful. I…'
'No Master. Just do what you have to do. I won't fight. I wont hate you for this. Really, I wont. I hate Dermail, that's enough. Don't let your opportunity for making a deal go to waist because you know me. I do not want that to happen.' said Milliardo. He lay down on his back, and pulled Michael over him.
'Do it Master.'
'Milliardo…' said Michael softly. 'I said that you've changed, you have, but in some ways you're still exactly the same boy I remember.' he said smiling gently. 'I won't hurt you. I promise.' he added. He kissed the blond softly, his tongue asking for entrance. Milliardo complied and closed his eyes.

He still smells the same…his actions are the same…he hasn't changed at all.. thought Milliardo as he surrendered his body to his previous Masters actions.

Milliardo felt him relax under Michaels skilled hands, roaming his body. He fell back in the submissive part he used to play when he was still Michaels slave. With Treize he'd often been the more dominating one, but when he recognised Michaels way of foreplay he couldn't help himself falling back into the behaviour he was taught at the STI.
'Milliardo?'
'Hmmm….'
'If you don't want to, I'll stop now.' said Michael while his hands strayed to Milliardos pants.
'Master…I…' suddenly Milliardos eyes shot open. Michaels hand had slipped under the waistband. The blond moaned. 'Master…' he begged.
'Your body is definitely ready for it.' he teased. 'But is your mind?' he asked after kissing one of the blonds nipples.
Milliardo moaned again. 'Yes…Master.' he said, breathing heavily by now.
'Good. 'cause you know, when I start, I'd rather not stop.' he said while he pulled off out the blonds pants. 'You're beautiful Milliardo.' he said while observing the naked Neko on the bed. 'A shame you aren't mine anymore.' he whispered in the blonds ear.
Milliardo shivered, and moaned when Michael softly brushed his tail. He moaned and closed his eyes again.
'M…master…'
'Yes?' asked Michael while he sat on the blonds legs. He started taking out his shirt.
'I… don't...stop...'
'Don't worry…I'll take care of you in a few seconds.' he said smiling.

Meanwhile at Treize's mansion. Trowa was desperately trying to get a hold of Treize but he couldn't reach him. He'd called Lucrezia to watch the kittens while he tried to find a solution.

'Damn it! I know there is a legal way to get Milliardo back, but I don't know how exactly…if I could just contact Master Treize.' said the brunette stressed.
Suddenly he felt something at his feet.
'Hey boy.' he said taking phoenix in his arms.

Suddenly the videophone switched on and made a connection. Trowa didn't notice.
'Don't worry phoenix. We're going to get daddy back as soon as possible. We don't want him to stay with Dermail.' he said nuzzling his son with his nose.
'WHAT! Milliardo is at Dermails? What happened Trowa?' asked Treize who had seen his slave and his son.

'Thank god, master. I've been trying to reach you for ages. We've got a problem...'

TBC

Sorry for the short chappy... i'm really at a loss which story i should update first...so next update will be a suprise, even to me :)