Oyasuminasai (NC-17)

[Ichigo Sumiregawa]

It was raining. That was the first thing Ichigo noticed when he woke up. He raised his head to stare out the window. Little droplets hit the glass and fell to the ground. The boy known as Ichigo Sumiregawa gave a slight yawn and sat up in his bed, letting his sheets fall off his body and back onto the mattress. The boy’s hair was slightly messy at the moment, but it was straight for the most part. This teen’s hair barely reached his shoulders and had a dark brown color to it, though not dark enough to be confused with black. The boy’s amethyst colored eyes blinked before adjusting to the darkness of the room. The boy was wearing think white shirts and a small white T-shirt to bed. He didn’t bother sleeping with socks or anything on. His spacious room was silent and still, just like the boy liked it. Against the wall was a desk with his computer, in front of his bed were several video games he played when he got bored, and in a corner there was a bookcase with several texts. In short, it looked like the room of any normal teenage boy. Of course, Ichigo was anything but normal. He was the son of one of the richest men to the city and future heir to the Sumiregawa family. As such, there were many things expected from this boy. After many years, Ichigo had learned how to become the perfect heir in his father’s eyes, not that the man was ever around. It seemed like the guy wanted as little to do with him as possible.

It was fine though because the boy didn’t want to see the man anyway. Today was his birthday and the guy hadn’t even bothered to stay home. He told Ichigo he’d bring him a present back from his trip, but the boy didn’t believe that. The guy would probably get a servant to buy him something last minute or something. He had stopped believing in other people a long time ago. People were all liars. The boy flopped back down onto the bed and closed his eyes. He tossed and turned for a bit before finally settling down again. The sheets had become tangled in his legs and his shirt had been pushed a bit up, revealing a smooth stomach. It was times like this that he was really able to relax. The boy only liked it when he was alone because there was no one to feed him lies or give him false friendship. That’s why even though he was all alone, he didn’t feel sad. He knew what was out there in the real world and his world was better. Through the years, the boy had isolated himself from everyone else and stayed all alone in his room. Everyone always assumed he was lonely, but he was fine the way he was. The boy nuzzled his pillow a little and muttered something incoherent. It was only when he was asleep that he really looked like a child.

His expression wasn’t a scowl and he looked innocent and content. Of course, the boy never let anyone into his room. He was a private person and didn’t like others going through his things. In fact, he didn’t even let people touch him. There was always a hands off policy when it came to the boy and he hated knowing someone was too close to him. It was something he had felt for a while now. He didn’t remember when it’d started, but now he couldn’t stand having people touching him too much. But right now, the boy wasn’t interesting in thinking about that. He just wanted to rest his head and fall asleep for a while. He wanted to forgot how alone he really was and the fact that no one had told him Happy Birthday yet. When he was asleep, it was easier to block those kinds of things out and pretend they never happened. It was childish of him to want to escape reality, but that’s what Ichigo wanted right now and that’s what sleep gave him, a place of his own where the real world didn’t exist.

[chivebeat]

Chael was, well, he was happy. Because after all these years of waiting it was finnaly happening. Someone had finnaly come along and saved him from the repetitiveness that was and is In-Between. Something as great as this only happened once in a life time or so he'd been told, Chael wasn't sure if he was refundable or not. Anyways, it was best not to dwell on such things. Because the fact was that he had been bought and that he was on his way to his new home. Well, it certainly wasn't going to be his new home, but rather the home of his new master. Chael was just graciously getting the privilege of staying in it and basically do whatever his master asks of him in the meantime. Or so he'd been taught and accepted as much. It seemed like he'd waited forever for this moment and even though it hadn't been turning out anything like all the times he fantasized about it so far. Chael was still content that it was finnaly happening after all these years, he was finnaly leaving In-Between.

Good naturedly the bird-anthro offered a smile to the rather heavy set man who'd done him the favor, but the man who sat beside him gave no such gesture or any at all in return for that matter. Certainly at this point, Chael didn't care who his master was he was just glad to finnaly be given the chance to experience something different. So he obviously didn't hold it against the man for not even at lest nodding approvingly. Maybe he didn't like smiles? He did seem tired and must have been terribly busy and Chael knew that when he felt over worked he hated seeing other people smile. Then from out of the corner of his eye Chael saw it. Gasping in utter awe Chael found himself pressing his face and hands against the tined window so to get a better look. It was big and it was beautiful and it didn't even matter that the rain was coming down even harder then before. The manor looming above the sleek car he sat in still looked like a dream. It had the feathers in his hair ruffle and the skin on his arms break out in goose bumps. But even within the mists of his daydreaming Chael found himself hoping that he wasn't expected to scrub all the floors and windows, because a house like this was sure to have lots.

Suddenly the car door he'd been leaning on was pulled open by a smirking butler he'd some how not noticed aproch the car from the outside. It took everything he had to stop himself from falling out of the car and into the mud. However, Chael never got the chance to complain because he was whisked out of the car, up the walk, without an umbrella, and on into the giant manor to venture deep into its bowels.
Chael didn't have the slightest clue where he was being taken to until he was shoved inside his obvious destination. It was dark outside therefore it was dark inside the roomiest bedroom he'd ever seen and it was late so whoever the dark lump on the bed was, was evidently sleeping. What the hell did they expect of him? Feeling unsure of himself Chael looked back over his shoulder and at the door way he'd just been pushed threw. This felt like an invasion of privacy and he wanted to leave.

[Ichigo Sumiregawa]

“That’s Master Ichigo,” a girl standing in the doorway stated with a smile on her face. “He’s grumpy most of the time, so try not to get on his nerves. He sleeps like a log, so don’t worry about waking him. You’ll be sleeping in this room. I’ll bring you some blankets and new clothes you can wear a bit later. I still have some work to finish so I can’t help you right now. Don’t worry. He’s not so bad most of the time, just try to keep him company. Master Ichigo could really use someone.”

The girl in the doorway was pretty tall at 5”10. She had long blonde hair with pink streaks in it as well as a huge chest. Today, the girl had her hair styled in a ponytail and was wearing a standard maid’s uniform of the household. She had knee high socks and black shoes, her skirt reaches her knees and her blouse had a collar bordered with lace. Rather than have his young maids look slutty, Ichigo’s father wanted everyone that worked for him to look professional. He didn’t like vulgar things and was a very traditional man. That’s why he hated things that weren’t normal. There were certain things in life that the man thought were supposed to always be the same, which was why he had tried so hard to make his son normal. He had paid people to teach the boy what he’d have to know to succeed, he encouraged interests like sports and music, but most of all, he was already thinking of a suitable bride for the young boy. There was nothing more normal than getting married and having children. That’s the kind of life the man wanted for his son and it’d be the one he’d have.

“I’m Artemis,” smiled the girl. “If there’s anything you need, just ask. I know everything there is to know around here. If you need to know who’s doing who or who just got married, call me. Like I said, I know everything. Some other people might feed you lies about how I gossip a lot and spend all my time on the phone, but it’s a lie! A DAMN f**kING LIE!”

Hearing the girl’s loud voice, Ichigo stirred in his sleep. Artemis’ blue eyes widened and she slapped her hand over her mouth. The boy slowly opened his eyes and gave a small yawn. He sat up slowly and rubbed his eyes. The boy looked around the room with confusion before looking over at Chael and Artemis. It took a minute for his eyes to fully adjust to the dark room and he turned his head for a second to look out the window. It was still raining and he wondered if it’d ever stop. The boy turned to look at Artemis who looked sheepish and embarrassed. The boy slid off his bed, not noting that he was hardly wearing any clothes. The white material clung to his body and showed off every curve. The small shorts revealed bare smooth legs and his shirt rose a little when he stretched his arms out.

“This is your new pet…so…bye!” Stated Artemis quickly as she left the room.

[chivebeat]

Chael didn't doubt the girl's abilities as a chitchat but he did question her mental capacity. She seemed a bit in edge, excitable. Like some sort of small dog, especially after she woke up the young master who'd been lying in bed slumbering just moments before. Chael was almost bitter at the female for awakening the boy with her slip of the tongue but he was distracted from his anger when the young man stood before them stretching. It was the way that the boy's clothing-or lack of- hung and clung that made Chael gulp sheepishly.

"Wait!" Chael turned after the girl but only went as far as to stick his head out the door way after her, "You're going to bring me blankets and stuff still, right?" his voice boarded franticness. He was suddenly nervous. If the girl who'd been in the doorway just moments before and had identified herself as Artemis was correct the hardly clothed beauty that had just slid out of bed without a single word was Ichigo, Master Ichigo. She had also called Chael his pet so that had to mean that the boy really was Master Ichigo to him. But Chael had to keep his cool and his hormones to himself. Sometimes it wasn't easy being gay. Especially when a boy you'd hadn't even properly met yet turns you on after innocently slipping out of bed in his pajamas.

Clearing his throat quickly Chael turned back around to face Ichigo. Gracefully he bowed and offered a friendly had to the smaller male. "I'm Chael Trece. I'll be your new pet." He offered the boy a warm smile, just as he’d bee taught at In-Between. The thing about first impressions was that you only got one and Chael wanted to make a good one. But it was becoming increasingly difficult.

[Ichigo Sumiregawa]

Ichigo hadn’t appreciated being woken up. He’d have to have a talk with Artemis late he supposed. The girl was loud and annoying, but she was a hard worker, which was probably why she hadn’t been fired yet. The boy yawned a bit before turned his attention to the other person in the room. Chael wasn’t much to look at. The guy was taller than he was, but he didn’t look stronger. In fact, the other looked kind of weak. The man didn’t seem that much older and he had odd wings on his back which Ichigo found annoying to look at. In fact, everything about this person annoyed him and he hadn’t even met the other yet. The other was so weak looking and easy to dominate. Of course, his thoughts weren’t in the same area as the other’s. Ichigo had never been one to have a dirty mind and his thoughts usually revolved around business. Though he had grown up fast, he was still a child in some areas of life. The boy liked to control others and make them do what he wanted. That was the kind of person he was. The boy ignored his new pet’s words and walked away. He hadn’t wanted a pet, or to be near anyone for that matter. All he’d wanted was some peace and quiet, but it seems that was too much to ask for because he kept being annoyed and bothered. The boy walked over to his dresser and pulled out some clothes. He slipped out of his shirt and let it drop to the floor.

He then slid his shorts down his hips until they were around his ankles. When he only had boxers on, he walked over to the wardrobe and opened the door. Unfortunately for Chael, the door blocked his view and he didn’t get to see the boy slip out of his underwear. When he closed the door, Ichigo was wearing a pair of jeans and an orange T-shirt. He dressed casually when he wasn’t going out. During those times he wore a suit and tie like his father. The boy walked back to the bed and flopped down. He didn’t want to be lazy all day, but there was nothing to do. He supposed he should get to know is pet, but he really didn’t want to. The other would probably be a burden to him. He couldn’t believe his father had gotten him something so useless. Not only that, but the guy kept looking at him oddly. Hadn’t he ever seen another male before? Ichigo hadn’t bee around many other boys before, but he knew there was no reason the other had to get so flustered about seeing him without clothes. That was probably it. Maybe they guy was shy.

That wouldn’t do. Sometimes he needed someone to help him change and he couldn’t receive help from someone that got flustered easily. What an odd thing to get flustered over. Ichigo had been dressed before by others, but it was only natural since it was how things were done. That was what his servants were for and since Chael was going to be like is new personal servant; he’d have to learn to do these things. If the other got flustered, he might even give himself a nosebleed or something like that. He sat up in bed again and looked up and down at the other. He them rolled over onto his stomach, his amethyst eyes never leaving the other’s body. The boy wondered what the other was thinking about and why he was so odd. Then again, maybe sometimes it was better not to know.

[chivebeat]

Chael didn't think he'd ever felt so out of place before. It was very clear to Chael that he new master wasn't very thrilled with the looks of him all ready, he knew the body language all to well. He knew it was his weak physic that shied most people away from him. After all who wanted to pay money for and bring home something that couldn't even withstand one day of hard work? Fact was Chael was nothing like his appearance. He was long winded, very able bodied and willing to take on any task that is asked of him. He guessed that maybe the man who'd purchased him, who he also figured was Ichigo's father, saw passed his body frame or didn't care either way. But it saddened the bird-anthro anyways to think that Ichigo was already displeased with him. It upset him enough that the miniature wings on his back sagged. But his mopping wasn't long lived, as he became witness to something that was driving his hormones completely crazy.

It almost wasn't fair how cute of a body his new and first master had. And it looked even better unclothed. The slightly unwanted dirty thoughts that flooded Chael's mind made his cheeks flush over and the feathers in his hair and on his back ruffle. And despite his perverted fantasies Chael found himself watching Ichigo very carefully from out the corners of his eyes. Even though he had coughed and turned his head politely when he first realized the boy was undressing. It was hard to resist the temptation to peep, even though he felt a little bit upset with himself afterwards and was relieved when the young master ducked behind a wardrobe before anything more could be revealed.

When Ichigo reemerged from behind the wardrobe door Chael was both thankful and disappointed to see him fully clothed. He nodded respectfully at the boy and quickly soothed out his hair as the younger male returned to his bed. He was ruthlessly searching threw his mind for something to say or do. But nothing was coming to mind so easily. Till he spied the clothes Ichigo had shed so casually before him lying forgotten on the ground. Glad that he could make himself useful under his masters eyes Chael hurried to pick up the old clothing. It wasn't much but it was better then just standing and doing nothing.

[Ichigo Sumiregawa]

Ichigo wondered what the other was thinking. First he had stood there like an idiot and now he was picking up clothes? What a moron. With his luck, his pet was mentally retarded or something. It was a possibility. Ichigo slid off his bed and walked over to the other. The guy was pretty dirty and stupid looking. Maybe he could trade him for a new pet or something? Why had his father gotten him this man anyway? He’d never had the desire to own a pet or had even mentioned wanting one before, so why? It really made no sense. Sometimes people did such stupid things. The brunette walked over to the other and took his pajamas from the anthro. He tossed them onto his bed and sighed. He hadn’t asked the other to do that and hadn’t wanted the other to touch them. Now he’d have to wash them. This was so troublesome. The boy took the other’s hand in his on and began to pull him towards another room. This wasn’t something he was used to doing, but he had no choice now. He hoped no one saw them because he’d never live this down. The boy’s cheeks had become a bit red and he couldn’t even look at Chael at the moment.

Without warning, the boy tugged hard at the other’s wrist and sent him crashing into water. Ichigo muttered curses as the other splashed him some. He had thrown the other into the bathtub with one purpose in mind, to bathe Chael. The other was dirty and Ichigo wasn’t one to like dirty things. In fact, he was considered a bit of a neat freak. The boy disliked disorganized things and tended to obsess sometimes. He wrinkled his nose at the water and let the other splash around, even though he too was getting wet. He had been thinking about bathing and had asked the maids to run the bath but had fallen asleep soon afterwards. Besides, he didn’t like taking baths when it rained, just something weird about him he supposed. The water wasn’t that cold, but it wasn’t that warm either. It was somewhere in-between since it’d been left out for so long. The boy opened some cabinets and pulled out some sops and shampoos. He began to pour soap into the water to make it into a bubble bath for the other.

“You were stinking up the room, “glared the boy. “Take off your clothes and take a bath. I’ll stay here to make sure you don’t do anything stupid and take a bath properly. You probably aren’t smart enough to know how to take a bath by yourself. Don’t drown, okay? I don’t want to drag you out of the tub stupid.”

The boy gave the other a look that clearly said he thought he was better than the other. He wasn’t being kind to the other; he was doing something for himself. It really didn’t matter to the boy whether the other was clean or not, this was for his own comfort, not Chael’s. The boy didn’t want to be around anything dirty and that included Chael. If the other was going to walk around like that, then Ichigo wanted nothing to do with him. He wouldn’t let something filthy near him and that’s what Chael was to him, someone dirty. Even if the other were cleaned up and in fancy clothes, Ichigo would still see him as something dirty and nothing would change that. The other would never be good enough and all these feelings were clearly written in the boy’s cold eyes.

[chivebeat]

Chael thought for sure that the moment Ichigo took the pajamas from his hands he was going to be yelled at. Instead he was taken by the hand and whisked out of the room and down the hallway and for a fleeting moment he thought that maybe his master liked him and he was being taken to do something fun but their hurried pace and the fact that Ichigo wouldn't even look at him crushed his happy thoughts and replaced them with much darker ones. Chael had already done something wrong and his master was getting rid of him! That's what it had to be. He'd already messed up and now after only a few hours of a new life he was being sent back to that horrible In-Between! He wanted to stop, he wanted to say he was sorry and beg for some sort of forgives before he was tossed out on his bum but it was suddenly being flung into a tub of luke warm water snapped Chael out of his vex. Resurfacing he took a deep gasp of breathable air, he was a bird not a fish after all, and looked around with a total look of shock on his face.
He'd been expected to be kicked out in the rain, not tossed into a bath, much less a bubble bath.

Ichigo's words stung but Chael knew that there where some truth in them. The bird-anthro tried to keep clean but constant work and the conditions at In-Between weren't much help. And he knew that his current plain vest and trousers attire was in dire need of changing. But Ichigo didn't need to be so spoiled about it. Anyways, Chael was very sure he was capable of washing himself the right was and took those choice words to offence. He didn't need to be watched. Not that he minded, he'd bathed under the watchful eyes of others before. Nonetheless, a slight pout crossed his lips and stayed there as Chael began undressing behind the cover of bubbles and purposely dropped the soaked pieces of cloth on the floor in a messy heap. A bit of childish revenge that made him feel smug even though he suspected he'd be the one cleaning it up later.
As irritated as he was with Ichigo for insulting him, Chael was still unable to meet eyes with the other male as he finished undressing and switched to scrubbing himself down with a rag he found draped over the side of the tub.

[Ichigo Sumiregawa]

Ichigo glared at his pet when he noted the other was making a mess. He had a feeling the other was doing this on purpose and wanted to piss him off. Well, it had worked, though the boy wasn’t going to admit it. He’d only been here a short while, but Chael had already gotten on Ichigo’s nerves. The spoiled boy was used to receiving a certain amount of respect from everyone and having them follow his every whim. When you grew up getting anything you wanted, it was hard to not become a brat most of the time and right now, Ichigo was indeed being a brat. He fumed over the fact that his pet had showed him defiance and was mocking him pissed him off. The boy wanted to hurt the other. He wanted to yell at him to make sure he never did anything like that again, but before he could do anything, he felt his foot slip and his eyes widen. He flinched and closed his eyes, waiting for impact. It was rare for Ichigo to get hurt. The boy wasn’t used to being bruised or treated with malice. Everyone treated him as though he were made of glass. He wasn’t sick or anything, but everyone seemed to think he was a doll that would break easily. That’s why he wasn’t used to pain and awaited it as he fell forward.

He never hit the tile floor, though. Instead, he hit a warm body and heard a loud splash. The boy blinked as he opened his eyes. He was in the bathtub with Chael and ever though he wasn’t sure, the boy was still upset. After all, it wasn’t every day you were this close to a dirty pet. Ichigo was pressed up against the other’s chest and found that he could hear the other’s heartbeat when they were this close. The boy had never let someone touch him like this before nor had he ever been close enough to another person that he could hear their heartbeat. Ichigo wanted to pull away badly and get away from this man but he found that he couldn’t. The other was just too close and his head was getting dizzy. This didn’t make sense at all. He should be fine, yet he wasn’t. How could a mere pet mess with his head like this?! It was insane! The rich boy was about to yell at the other with all he had, but as he tilted his head upwards to reprimand the other, he found that he was now lip locked with the older man. It was something unexpected that had happened and he wasn’t sure whether it was an accident or fate.

This was his first kiss ever. His virgin lips had been tainted by this person and Ichigo knew he had to pull away, but it was too hard. He was too shocked to do anything and besides that, he was humiliated. The boy finally found his strength and roughly pushed the other aside. He wiped his mouth with his sleeve and gave the other a hard glare. The boy’s hair was sticking to his face a little and his clothes seemed to have become a second skin, showing every curve and hidden part of the boy. What stood out most, though, was the scowl on the boy’s face. Ichigo was indeed pissed off and it was easy to see. With a swift movement, the boy’s hand struck the other across the face hard. His blazing eyes showed nothing but fury and the haughty look was a way to remind the other that he was trash and below him. The boy wasn’t going to let some pet think he was better than him and Ichigo would not take what his pet through at him. He’d get revenge for sure.

“Don’t think I’ll let you get away with that,” growled the boy. “I won’t let you do something like that again. Don’t forget that I own you and you’re nothing more than a piece of trash my father decided to buy for me. Don’t ever forget that.”