Desperate Measures

Thanks once again to Imiko-chan, who forced me through yet another grueling day and a half of writing! Without you, I would have only a blank word document!!
Thanks for the help with everything and for making me smile when I really felt like crying and blushing my face off!
Also… I love Ramen. Microwave cup ramen.
That’s a bit of me.
And now, without further ado…

Chapter Three: Unlocked Emotions

It was early afternoon by the time Haruko’s stomach began to make it’s presence known. What started off as small gurgles gradually grew louder and louder, reminding the boy that he was deprived of food. Akishi cocked an eyebrow at the young ningen who lay lazily amidst the disheveled sheets.

“When was your last meal, Haruko?” the master asked, a thoughtful look on his face as he traced a finger over the boy’s chest. Lifting one sleepy eyelid, the teen responded with a low grunt followed by another gurgle from his stomach, signaling to the demon that it had probably been awhile. Akishi rolled his eyes and sighed, making the tired Haruko giggle. “Well, you sound full enough,” the demon growled as he glared at the human. He hated being laughed at.

“N-no! Akishi, I am hungry,” Haruko gasped, opening his sleepy eyes as far as he could. As if to prove this point, his stomach growled loudly, and both Haruko and Akishi looked down at his pale belly. “I mean… I haven’t eaten in a while…” Haruko added, looking into Akishi’s eyes and biting his lower lip as he pouted. Their lovemaking had put the demon into a surprisingly good mood, and this in turn had lightened Haruko’s own mood.

The demon laughed as the boy’s stomach growled yet again, as if complaining that they had yet to feed him. “Alright, Haruko,” he sneered. “If you really are as hungry as you sound, you’ll prove it. I want you to get that tired ass of yours up right this instant and march yourself down to the sunroom. I don’t want to hear a complaint. I don’t want to hear a moan or a whine or a whimper,” he said with a grin, his eyes narrowing.

Haruko frowned. “Exactly as I am? I don’t have any clothing…” he whispered, as if Akishi hadn’t already realized this. “And… I hurt…” he added, shrugging into the demon’s disheveled bedding.

Akishi shook his head negatively. “You know, I really thought you knew better than to test my patience, Haruko. I thought you may have heard me when I said no complaining…” he reminded the boy as he himself rolled out of the bed and padded out of the room without another word. He smiled gently to himself as he heard the young boy groan into the pillows.

Haruko gently pushed himself up onto one elbow, his disheveled hair dropping into his eyes as he yawned. His entire body ached, screaming in protest as he forced himself to the edge of the bed. He sat up and swung his feet over the side, where they dangled a few inches above the ground. “Oh, please…” he whispered, biting the insides of his cheeks as he lowered himself to the ground and took a careful step. He groaned quietly, unable to stop himself, and nearly collapsed to the ground.

Tears sprang into his eyes as he pushed himself onwards, gripping his bruised behind. His legs were stiff, his back sore, and his bottom was the cause of it all. With a curse, he took another step forward, and then another, slowly working his way down the stairs and into the sunroom.

“Shit…” he muttered, shaking his head to fight back the growing yelp of pain. He knew that Akishi would not hesitate to beat him again if he made any loud noises. Eyes half-closed and filled with tears, the boy finally made it to a cushion near the middle of the room and collapsed onto it, holding his bare bottom with both hands and gently sobbing.

“What do you have to be crying about?” Ichiyuu hissed, sitting up from the corner of the room he had crawled into.

Haruko lifted his head with a startled gasp. “I-Ichiyuu!” he stuttered, his mouth hanging open in shock. He hadn’t seen the demon teen since early that morning, and seeing him now, bound by demon materials in the sunroom came as a shock. “He didn’t… Beat you, did he?” Haruko inquired, truly fearing that the master hadn’t stuck to his promise.

Ichiyuu threw back his head in laughter. “Beat me? Of course not, you dumb ass. He tied my ass up and threw me in here because of you. You selfish little human- you only wanted him to have sex with you, you didn’t even-” he hissed, but broke off as Akishi entered the room, carrying a bamboo tray laden with freshly micro-waved ramen noodles. Ichiyuu frowned and looked away, his movements full of hatred.

Akishi ignored the younger demon completely and sat the tray down in front of Haruko. “Ramen? My favorite,” Haruko said with a startled smile.

Akishi rolled his eyes. “Yes, I know… A horrible, non-nutritious meal. You lucky human,” he teased, then proceeded to join the boy on the pad, forcing him to sit up in his master’s lap and lean back into him while Akishi fed him. Ichiyuu growled lowly from the corner, seemingly unafraid of Akishi at the moment. Haruko frowned at Ichiyuu’s behavior, troubled over the hatred in the young demon’s voice when he had been talking to him, but Akishi either hadn’t noticed the encounter he had walked in on or had chosen to ignore it and decided to ignore the young demon‘s current behavior as well, so Haruko forced himself to drop the matter as his master waved food under his nose.

Akishi fed the human with one hand and slid his other down the boy’s chest and into his lap, his elegant fingers playfully stroking the boy’s flaccid member. Haruko gasped, holding in his breath as he waited for his master’s next move. Akishi chuckled and kissed the young boys’ bare shoulders, looking up from under his blonde lashes to study the demon in the corner, who had turned upon the human’s gasp and was now staring at his master in shock, tears welling up in his eyes. Akishi chuckled again, stroking the human rhythmically, smiling cruelly as Ichiyuu looked on in horror.

“M-master! Please, not here,” Haruko managed to pant, reaching down to push Akishi away. Surprisingly, the demon agreed and removed his hand immediately. But it was too late for Haruko to end it then. In shame, he tried to hide his erection, but he could feel the heat building up inside of him, and he hung his head in shame. “Akishi… I… Please…” he whispered, aware of Ichiyuu’s burning gaze.

The elder demon laughed loudly at Haruko’s quiet begging. “Oh, no, my dear boy… You have already asked me to stop, and I am afraid I am no longer in the mood… You will have to leave it. Or, you could finish yourself off, of course…” he laughed, feeding the boy another bite of micro-waved ramen. Haruko embarrassedly ate the noodles as his hands moved down to cover his erection. He refused to pleasure himself in front of the suffering Ichiyuu, though the torture of denying himself was almost too much. He choked down another bite of the soggy noodles, his entire body quivering.

Akishi rolled his eyes and sat the ramen back onto the tray, reaching around the young boy’s waist and quickly stroking him off. Haruko came with a loud moan, his face red. Akishi chuckled as Ichiyuu turned away, his eyes glowing crimson in hatred.

Akishi waited a moment as Haruko calmed down, collapsing backwards into his master. He was still panting loudly even as Akishi began to speak. “Haruko… I have some important news for you. You will no longer be attending public school… Instead, you will learn here along with Ichiyuu. I don’t want to hear any complaints,” he finished, even as Ichiyuu and Haruko both began to protest.

“But Akishi!” the boys said in unison. Haruko blushed as Ichiyuu glared at him, then turned away again.

“Master- I need to get out of this… Umm. I need school! I have friends there!” Haruko whined, heaving a heavy sigh.

Akishi laughed into his ear. “You won’t be going anymore. Seeing how I have no way of controlling you while you are there… Not to mention the fact that, that pompous ass of a principal kept asking for bribes…” he informed the human with a frustrated sigh.

Haruko laughed angrily and broke free of the demon’s bonds, stumbling as he stood up. He grabbed his bottom with a harsh gasp. Akishi reached out for him, but Haruko began to cry. “I don’t WANT to sit in your lap anymore! I won’t stay here all day long, all the time! You CAN’T make me!” he shouted, stomping his foot like a child. “I don’t LIKE you anymore!” He screeched, breaking down in tears. He collapsed onto his knees, grasping his bottom with both hands and sobbing loudly. He couldn’t believe he would have to be locked in with the two demons all of the time.

Behind him, he could hear Ichiyuu laughing. He blinked through his tears and glared at Akishi, who was covering his mouth to hide his laughter. “It isn’t FUCKING FUNNY!” he roared, hiccupping through a fresh round of sobs. Akishi shook his head, shocked that the human was so serious about this new development.

“As I said, you cannot be controlled unless you are here, with us, always,” the demon chuckled, shaking his head again as he stood from the floor. “Ichiyuu-” he began, approaching the young demon and releasing him from his binds. “Watch the human. I do not want any harm to befall him- or you will seriously regret it,” he hissed, grabbing the young demon by his collar and dragging him over to the tantrum-throwing Haruko.

“Where are you going?” Ichiyuu asked, hoping to have enough time to get the human into real trouble.

“THAT IS NONE OF YOUR CONCERN!” Akishi roared, his hands balled into fists. He stormed out of the room, leaving the young demon with the screaming human. Ichiyuu stared at Haruko in disgust. As soon as Ichiyuu knew his master was out of hear shot he kicked Haruko in the ribs.

“Ichiyuu…” Haruko cried, sniffling loudly as he grabbed at his at his now aching rib cage, “Why do you hate me? What is wrong with me?” he asked with a sob, peeking out from under his shaggy dark hair.

Ichiyuu stared at the human in shock, shaking his head. “You know… What is it that is so special about you? Why… Why does Akishi love you so much?” he whispered, leaning down to brush the boy’s hair out of his face as if examining him for the fist time. Haruko was entranced by the demon teens’ glowing eyes. “Perhaps… I just need to find out for myself…” Ichiyuu whispered, cocking his head to the side. He turned Haruko’s face to his own and kissed him softly, their lips just barely brushing together. Ichiyuu opened his eyes to catch the look on Haruko’s face just before he ended the kiss.

With a shuddering sigh, Ichiyuu picked Haruko up and swung the stunned boy onto the cushion, spilling the now cold ramen in the process. He ignored the mess, crawling atop the boy and running his hands down Haruko’s pale, quivering chest. “Oh…” Ichiyuu moaned, leaning forward to kiss Haruko again, sliding his tongue between the human’s lips and exploring his warm mouth. He broke away once again. ‘Perhaps it’s because I don’t struggle…’ Ichiyuu said thoughtfully to himself, then shook his head. “No… No, I come willingly. I’m sure that’s not why…” he said with a quiet laugh.

“Ichiyuuuuuu!” Haruko moaned, pushing against Ichiyuu’s chest, “stop!” he screeched, snapping out of his trance. He pushed against the dazed demon, but nothing he did could stop the young demon now.

“P-PLEASE!” Haruko gasped as Ichiyuu bent down lick at the boy’s nipples, alternating left - right - left - right. Haruko’s panting only further heightened Ichiyuu’s passion.

“Perhaps it is the response he likes about you so much,” Ichiyuu paused to muse, crawling down the human’s body. He lapped over the boy’s belly button, nipping at the boys’ pale stomach. Each time the human hit him with his weak attempts to break free, Ichiyuu only moaned, shuddering with pleasure. “Perhaps that’s what it is… I must say, if you are like this every time, I will have to sneak you for myself more often,” he chuckled, digging into Haruko’s hips with his long nails until he drew blood.

“ICHIYUU!” Haruko screamed, panting loudly. His fingers tangled into the demon’s hair, and he pulled as hard as he could, attempting to get the demon to abandon him. Little did he know, all of his efforts were only spurring Ichiyuu on more. Haruko gasped as he felt Ichiyuu take the tip of his cock into his mouth. “Stop! Oh, please, oh, Ichiyuu, please-” he moaned, arcing his back.

Ichiyuu abandoned Haruko’s erection for a moment and slipped his light blue boxers off. He then sat up and pulled the human to his chest reaching around the boys’ back to his bruised behind, placing first one and then another finger roughly into the boy’s entrance. “I don’t care about preparing you half as much as Akishi does… But I don’t think it matters… From the way you feel, it won‘t take long to get ‘cha ready,” he said with a grin, nipping Haruko’s nose and smiling. “I think I’m beginning to like you,” he said with another smile, hugging the human to him. He stared into Haruko’s eyes, working a silent form of hypnosis over the boy as he fingered him, stretching his entrance by scissoring his two fingers repeatedly. He closed his eyes, his work finished, and then pecked the boy on the cheek.

Something about the demons’ sudden sweetness caused Haruko to stop fighting. He reached around Ichiyuu’s neck and held himself to the demon, panting and wrapping his thin legs around Ichiyuu’s waist. “N-n-no, don’t put the legs around, I’m about to move you,” Ichiyuu whispered, turning Haruko in his lap just as the human unwrapped himself again. With a chuckle, Ichiyuu lifted the panting boy up and slowly lowered him onto his erect cock. His laced the fingers of one hand through the human’s fingers, using his other hand to wrap around Haruko’s waist. He smiled as Haruko reached for his own erection, stroking his hardened cock rhythmically. “You’re so tight…” Ichiyuu moaned into the human’s ear, surprised at the response he was getting from the human. “I wonder if you’re like this with him… No, I’m sure I’m nicer…” he said with another laugh, shaking his head and nibbling the human’s ears.

Haruko came quickly, and almost immediately became hard again before he could even recover. “Ichiyuu- You can’t just leave it… I can’t-” he groaned, unlacing his fingers from the demon and using his hands to lift himself up and then fall back down onto the demon’s erection yet again. He was shocked at his own response, and more than a little scared of the power the young demon seemed to hold over him. In his mind, he knew that what he was doing wasn’t something he truly wanted.

Ichiyuu groaned at the human’s movements, and grabbed the boys’ waist, digging his claws in as he lifted the boy up and slammed him back down again. Haruko moaned, tears welling up in his eyes. He was beginning to feel his bruised bottom through the heightened passion, and the pain broke through the fog Ichiyuu had somehow cast over his mind. He balled his hands into fists and reached back and swung at the demon‘s head, although it did nothing to help his situations, Ichiyuu simply shook the boys blow off.

“Let me go! What did you do to me?” he screamed, moaning again unwillingly as Ichiyuu repeated his up-and-down motion. “Please!” he screamed, and his screams, combined with the hits, caused Ichiyuu to come inside of him with a groan. He lifted the wailing human off of him and managed to crawl backwards away from him. He laughed madly, turning away and collapsing onto the floor, shaking his head. Something in him told him that his master would leave him if he didn’t ruin the human. He sat up, crawled over to the now sobbing boy, and wrapped his hands around his throat. “I am going to kill you, NINGEN! I am going to wreck any hope of a new pet for my master! MY MASTER!” he roared, now crying along with the choking human.

Akishi whistled lightly as he walked through the main entrance of the mansion. The sound of Ichiyuu’s maniacal laughter rang through the entire mansion, causing Akishi to pause and listen. Another peal of laughter echoed through the home, and Akishi dropped the package he was carrying and ran towards the breakfast room, his blonde hair flying behind him. Haruko choked one last time, his eyes rolling back into his head. He gave himself away to the darkness of unconsciousness as Akishi entered the room, eyes blazing. Ichiyuu looked up, his eyes wide in shock at his master’s sudden appearance. He released the already bruising neck of the human boy as Akishi crossed the room in the blink of an eye. He reached down and grabbed Ichiyuu by his collar, slapping him across the face. Ichiyuu began sobbing even louder.

“What exactly are you trying to do, Ichiyuu?” Akishi shouted, his eyes crimson in anger. Ichiyuu shook his head roughly, unable to answer. “I have had it with you,” he bellowed, shaking Ichiyuu like a kitten. He tossed the young demon as if he were light as a feather and turned to Haruko, realizing in horror that he was no longer awake.

“Haruko!” he screamed, turning to glare at Ichiyuu, who looked both shocked and fearful at the current state of the young human. Akishi turned back to Haruko, who coughed and opened his eyes, his throat burning as he rose back to consciousness. He gulped in deep lungful of air, reaching for his master as the tears began to fall down his boyish cheeks. Akishi kissed the young teen, unable to believe that he was alive. “Haruko…” he murmured, kissing the boy again before laying him back into the cushion and turning to look at Ichiyuu.

Ichiyuu shivered violently under the red-hot gaze of his master. He covered his face, unable to believe how close he had gotten to killing the young human. “Akishi-” he whimpered, but was silenced by a rough kick to the stomach. He bent over as the breath rushed out of him, fearful of what was to come next. Akishi picked the boy up by the hair of his head, dragging him out of the sunroom and down a small set of stairs usually used by the household servants. “AKISHIII!” Ichiyuu screamed, reaching up to claw at his master’s hand. He already knew where his master was dragging him to, for he had been there once before. “PLEASE, PLEASE!” he sobbed, his nose beginning to run. Akishi stopped outside of an old wooden door and turned to slap the teen once again.

“Keep your fucking mouth shut!” The blonde demon roared, shaking the sobbing teen. Akishi threw him down in disgust. “Stand up,” he growled, kicking the shaking Ichiyuu. “STAND UP,” he bellowed, pulling the teen back up by his shaggy indigo hair. Ichiyuu began struggling once again as Akishi pulled a ring of keys out with his free hand.

“Noooo! AKISHI NO PLEASE I SWEAR, I FUCKING SWEAR MAN OH PLEASE-” he screeched, grabbing his master’s hand and digging his sharp nails into Akishi’s skin. Akishi kicked him away, quickly unlocking the wooden door that led to the dark, cold cellars. Ichiyuu had always had an irrational fear of the dark, and therefore always stayed clear of the cellars. “Please, please, PLEASE!” Ichiyuu continued screaming, the tears and snot mixing together on his face.

Akishi glared at Ichiyuu in disgust and threw the young demon down the short set of stairs into the cellar. “Don’t bother trying to get out,” he hissed, staring into the young demons’ glowing red eyes. “I won’t be coming down to get you any time soon.”

***

Haruko was lying in the fetal position with his eyes closed, both hands around his bruising neck. He could barely believe what had happened in the short time Akishi had been gone. Every breath burned. He could hear Ichiyuu’s screams echoing from the cellar, and he shivered. Something had caused the demon to snap, to almost kill him. Haruko just couldn’t figure out what it was. He knew that Akishi would be back to punish him, and the thought of yet more torture to his bottom brought tears into his eyes.

***

Akishi locked the old door and pressed his forehead against it, listening to Ichiyuu’s terrified sobs as he tried to calm himself down. He turned away from the door and began the trip back up the stairs, tucking the keys back into his pocket. He was torn between hatred and worry for the young demon, but at the moment, the most important problem was still Haruko. He passed the sunroom to the entrance hall and bent to pick up the package he had dropped before. As he turned the package over in his hands, his eyes zeroed in on the bleeding scratches Ichiyuu must have left in his skin. His eyes widened, shocked that the young demon had done so much damage in only a few seconds. He shook his head, turned, and began back to the sunroom.

Haruko opened his eyes just as the blonde demon stepped into the room. The late afternoon sun illuminated him in golden light, glinting in his still-crimson eyes. It would have been beautiful if Haruko wasn’t so afraid. The beauty was lost on him. He shuddered in fear and watched the quiet demon make his way across the room.

“Ningen. I am terribly…” Akishi began, but then broke off. He didn’t want to admit he was sorry for what had happened. Instead, he bent down to the quietly crying boy, opened the package he was holding, and pulled out a dark blue collar studded with sapphires. A golden bell dangled from the buckle. Haruko’s eyes opened wide as Akishi dangled the collar on one long finger. “I brought you something,” he murmured.


“NO!” Haruko gasped, shaking his head. He had seen the collar around Ichiyuu’s neck too many times, had seen the way the master had roughly picked him up by it and carried him around like an animal. There was no way he was going to be a part of that.

Akishi frowned. “I’m not asking you a question here, human. You will wear this collar. It’s the only way I can track your whereabouts. Besides, if you’re wearing this, you can never get too far away from me without passing out. It’s better for the both of us if you just give in now before you put up a fight. I’m sure you’re tired enough after the last few hours…” he reminded the angry teen as opened the collar and slid it around the boy’s neck, pretending not to see the finger-shaped bruises in the boys’ skin. He took his time, occasionally pushing Haruko’s hands away as the boy tried to stop him from securing the collar.

“What’s the bell for?” Haruko groaned as his master finished closing the surprisingly light-weight collar. He tried to look down at it but couldn’t see past his nose, but he could hear the bell tinkling. He looked questioningly at Akishi, deciding it would be better to ignore how much the new addition annoyed him in favor of seeming okay with it. Perhaps that way, he wouldn’t get into trouble.

Akishi laughed, brushing the boy’s shaggy hair out of his face. “That, my dear boy, is to commemorate this morning’s activities,” he said with another quiet chuckle as Haruko blushed a deep crimson. “Now…” he murmured as he scooped the human up from the cushion.

Haruko gasped as he was whisked out of the room unexpectedly, the bell around his neck tinkling quietly. “Wh-where are we going?” he asked, his voice quivering. Akishi didn’t answer, as usual. He climbed the stairs to the second story, carrying the boy as if he were light as a feather. Try as he might, the demon could not stop glancing at the bruises around the boys’ neck, still visible under the new collar. He walked down the long hall and entered one of the many bathrooms in the home, gently placing the human into the deep bathtub and turning the faucet.

“You haven’t had a bath in who knows how long-” Akishi reminded him, noticing dried ramen noodles on one of the boys’ feet. He frowned and bent to pick the noodle off, tossing it neatly into a trashcan near the door. “Normally, I would do it for you. But as it is, I have other matters to take care of. Please, wash yourself. Make sure you are completely clean- I will be back in a short while to make sure you have done a decent job of things,” he instructed the boy, folding his hands behind his back as he exited the bathroom, leaving Haruko to relax.


For the first time in a long time, Haruko was able to truly enjoy his bathing. He was usually under constant supervision from Akishi or Ichiyuu. Despite the circumstances, Haruko nearly fell asleep in the comfort of the warm water. But he pinched his arms viciously, trying to keep awake, and closed the tap, washing his sore body and rejoicing in the way the water relaxed him. Then, a thought came to him. He wasn’t being watched. Akishi was off doing who knew what, Ichiyuu was- was locked away… He reached up and began tugging at the collar, trying to rip the collar off of his neck. He spun the collar around to the clasp, expecting something simple to undo. Instead, he found an odd mechanism obviously requiring a key. With a frustrated groan, he slapped his hands on top of the water, angry with the demon for putting the collar on him in the first place. With anger in his mind and a collar around his throat, he drifted off, the steam soothing his sore body.

“Haruko-” came the voice, echoing through his dreams. It sounded like his father’s at first, but then changed, warped into someone else’s- “Wake up, ningen, wake up,” came the soothing voice again, and Haruko recognized it as Akishi’s, grunted softly, and then went back to his dreaming. The demon laughed, his silver eyes crinkling around the edges, and scooped the boy out of the water, propping him against the counter and dried him off quickly with a plush white towel. The movements briefly woke the teen, and Akishi helped him struggle into a loose pair of striped blue-and-white pajamas. “They don’t even come close to fitting you!” Akishi laughed, observing how the pajama top’s sleeves hung down past the fourteen-year-olds’ hands. Haruko shrugged, blinking drearily.

With another laugh, the blonde demon lifted the boy up over his shoulder. He carried him out of the bathroom, leaving the towel on the floor. Haruko snored gently in his ear, his hair dripping down Akishi’s back. Humming, Akishi entered Haruko’s room and used his free hand to pull the covers back on the boys’ bed. He gently placed the snoring boy into bed and tucked him in, kissing him lightly. He turned to walk away, but was stopped as Haruko began to murmur in his sleep. He paused to listen.

“Akishi… I love…” Haruko murmured, then snored lightly. Akishi turned in shock, waiting for the rest of the sentence. “R-Ramen…” the boy finished, and was abruptly awakened by Akishi, who was laughing loudly as he walked out of the room, unaware that he had even disturbed the young boy.

~TBC~

Finally, I didn’t leave a cliffy lol
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