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The Tattoo chapter eight
Pain, unbelievable amounts of pain, that was the first thing Nino felt as he opened his eyes. It was all consuming like the licks of a fire when he was three and had accidently stood to close to the fire. He would have died that day but his dada had pulled him free and patted out the fire. He would always remember the feel of that fire though and the slap that his dada had given him. The awful memory flashed through his mind now the image of his dada on the floor crimson blood all around him. Nausea flooded through him and he tried to struggle wanting to get up but he found that his hands and feet were bound and that was the cause of his pain. He tried to turn his head but quickly realised that he was pressed to close to a hard muddy floor and all he was receiving for his efforts was a scratched face and a bloody nose.
Terrified he allowed the tears that had collected behind his eyes to fall. They flowed quick and fast burning his eyelids and eyes from where the dirt had got into them causing him more pain. He couldn’t understand was happening to him or what had happened. He tried desperately to remember but all he could see was the faces of his parents and sister staring at him their eyes lifeless and empty. He tried to scream but a as he moved his jaw clumps of earth came into his mouth causing him to choke and splutter spitting it out.
Movement to his right stopped him the dirt clinging to his tongue and the inside of his cheek drying out his mouth. His heart pounding so loudly that he was sure it would cause an echo and he twisted his face again ignoring the pain that it caused as his cheek was scrapped over more dirt and stones. Even with his neck twisted at an awkward angle he couldn’t get a decent view of the person but he remembered the shadow, the person that had killed his parents and his sister and he gave a gasp breathing in the dirt and almost choking on it.
Silently the shadow sat on his legs his weight pressing his knees down crushing him to the floor and making him cry out. He spewed words between sobs his whole body shaking as large hands spread out over his back rubbing something sticky and cold into his skin. His tears and nasal mucus caused dirt to stick to his face. His screams and pleas fell on deaf ears as the shadow moved something at his side. He tried to see what it was but a hand pressed his face down for a few moments until he got the message and fell silent waiting with baited breath to see what would happen.
Yet more pain came to him as a needle poked into his back. Desperately Nino fought against the rope but it only served to cause even more pain as the harsh wool cut and rubbed against his soft flesh and the man held him down with a hand around the back of his neck. His mouth and nose filled with dirt choking him and black spots filled his eyes as he struggled to breath. Buzzing filled his mind and he shivered violently as found himself falling into the oblivion that was waiting for him.
Nino woke swiftly as a warm sweaty hand touched his back. His hand flew to his hair pulling out a needle as he flipped the person over into the bed. He had almost pressed the needled deep into the throat until he realised that it was his lord’s boy that was staring up at him with frightened wild eyes.
“I apologise…I did not…I…” Masaki whispered and Nino growled pressing him even further into the bed looking him over slowly his tongue moving over his lips as he forced himself to calm down.
“Never touch me when I am asleep…” He spat as he released him and slid the needle back into his hair. He calmed off of the boys lap and stood up his body sticky from their sex last night and the sweat that his dream must have caused and he longed for a bath hoping that the water would revive him.
“You…seemed to be…having a night terror…You were…Crying…” Masaki whispered from the bed getting up and rubbing at his throat were bruises were forming.
“You were mistaken…” Nino growled his face twisted into a glare still disturbed by the dream and horrified that somebody had heard him crying out. “I would never do such a thing…Where is our lord?”
“He went to speak with Lord Ohno…” Masaki answered gulping again and taking a nervous breath “You…Are you sure that…”
“I am going for a bath…You may join me if you wish, I will wash your back…” Nino said cutting him off with another low growl that was emitted from the back of his throat “…But if you speak of this to anyone I have ways of making you suffer that even our lord will not know that it was me, do you understand?”
“Yes, Ninomiya-sama…” Masaki said his head jerking in a quick fearful nod and Nino was glad that the boy didn't understand the power he had over him. His threat was completely empty, Masaki was his lord's true lover that much had been confirmed last night and by default it was Nino's duty to make sure that nothing happened to him. Nino pulled on the robe that he had worn last night and then smoothed out his hair in the polished glass aware that Masaki was watching him intently his eyes on his hair. With a click of the tongue he spun around and stared at the boy trying desperately to see what it was that his lord liked so much about him. He was beautiful to be sure but there were many that were beautiful and his lord had slept with them for pleasure without falling for them so what was it about this boy? He refused to dwell on the thought for long, it was not his place to question his lord’s motives, and irritated by the stare he was still getting he snapped;
“What is it?”
“I…No-Nothing…” Masaki stammered his cheeks flushing as he shook his head rapidly from side to side playing around with the beautiful kimono that he was wearing. It was mostly soft green with the pattern of colourful flowers around the hem. It was not one that he had seen before so his lord must have had it made for the boy while he was away. Letting out a sigh and shaking his head clear again Nino reached up and placed a hand on the warm cheek giving him the gentlest smile that he could manage telling him softly;
“If we are to both share our lord’s bed there should not be hesitation between us, you should speak your mind as I will to you…So please, tell me what is on your mind…”
“I…The darts…In your hair…I…How do you…How do you not poke yourself with them?” The boy whispered his eyes wide as they once again went to his hair. Nino blinked in surprise his hand going up and pulling out the tiny dart. It was a tiny thing shaped out of bamboo but it contained a poison so deadly that it could stop a man’s heart in under five minutes. Nino’s eyebrows knitted together but he gave a shrug and decided that his Lord’s favourite deserved a proper answer;
“I do not…I…Poke…Myself with them several times a day…”
“Does it not…Hurt?” Masaki gasped honest concern in his eyes and for one wild moment Nino was very nearly touched by it. Only Takayuki had shown him that kind of emotion before. It was quick though and he managed to control it and gave a simple shrug.
“No more than a scratch would…It would kill you though…” He answered adding a warning note to his voice so that the boy wouldn’t run his fingers through his hair. Masaki’s eyes widened even further and his mouth was so wide open that it looked like the mouth of a cave as he whispered;
“But why does it not kill you?”
“…Because my spider has been injected with small amounts of venom from the moment that he was born…” Their lord answered from the doorway causing them both to jump and turn to face him “As was his mother, and hers before that…It is in their blood as they say…Come no more talk of this, I am pleased that my boys are getting along but I am sure there are more interesting things that you can be doing…”
“We were just about to take a bath, my lord, will you join…Masaki has yet to show me what he can do…And I wish to apologise…” Nino purred his voice as husky as he could make it running his tongue over his lips. Sakurai let out a laugh coming over and caressing his cheek while doing the same to Masaki.
“Alas I cannot join you...I have unexpected but urgent business in town that will keep me away for the rest of the day…So you are free to do as you please…Within reason…Of course…” Sakurai told him before pressing their lips together in a light kiss before turning and doing the same to Masaki though Nino noted that he lingered just a little more over the plumper lips of his boy.
"Is it serious my lord...?" Nino said wondering if he was required positive that anything unexpected and urgent wouldn't be very good.
"Nothing for you to worry about, my spider…Spend some time with your Takayuki, include Masaki…When you leave here with Satoshi, it may be many months before you see him again…” Sakurai said pointedly confiing what Ohno had told him last night.
"Thank-you my lord...I will, if I may, take Takayuki and Masaki to the stream...may I ask if your friend will be going with you? Only I do not wish to run into him unexpectedly..." Nino muttered with distaste hating that The Lord had been right. It was almost painful to know that his lord did not trust him.
"Satoshi has not endeared himself to you my spider? That is a shame..." Sakuari smirked his eyes reflecting his approval of Nino's dislike "Fear not, Satoshi will be coming with me spider he will not disturb you..."
"I truly am wounded by this" Ohno said coming up silently behind them all like he had slithered across the floor and Nino fixed him with his best blank stare, "I had hoped that we would be friends at least tiger..."
"My spider has no friends..." Sakurai growled and Nino stood politely by wondering how his lord could stand the attitude of this man. Even under the glare he was receiving Ohno was flashing a sleepy smile looking completely at ease as he said simply;
"Then I think it is time that he had one..."
TBC
A/N: I hope that this is okay ^_^
Terrified he allowed the tears that had collected behind his eyes to fall. They flowed quick and fast burning his eyelids and eyes from where the dirt had got into them causing him more pain. He couldn’t understand was happening to him or what had happened. He tried desperately to remember but all he could see was the faces of his parents and sister staring at him their eyes lifeless and empty. He tried to scream but a as he moved his jaw clumps of earth came into his mouth causing him to choke and splutter spitting it out.
Movement to his right stopped him the dirt clinging to his tongue and the inside of his cheek drying out his mouth. His heart pounding so loudly that he was sure it would cause an echo and he twisted his face again ignoring the pain that it caused as his cheek was scrapped over more dirt and stones. Even with his neck twisted at an awkward angle he couldn’t get a decent view of the person but he remembered the shadow, the person that had killed his parents and his sister and he gave a gasp breathing in the dirt and almost choking on it.
Silently the shadow sat on his legs his weight pressing his knees down crushing him to the floor and making him cry out. He spewed words between sobs his whole body shaking as large hands spread out over his back rubbing something sticky and cold into his skin. His tears and nasal mucus caused dirt to stick to his face. His screams and pleas fell on deaf ears as the shadow moved something at his side. He tried to see what it was but a hand pressed his face down for a few moments until he got the message and fell silent waiting with baited breath to see what would happen.
Yet more pain came to him as a needle poked into his back. Desperately Nino fought against the rope but it only served to cause even more pain as the harsh wool cut and rubbed against his soft flesh and the man held him down with a hand around the back of his neck. His mouth and nose filled with dirt choking him and black spots filled his eyes as he struggled to breath. Buzzing filled his mind and he shivered violently as found himself falling into the oblivion that was waiting for him.
Nino woke swiftly as a warm sweaty hand touched his back. His hand flew to his hair pulling out a needle as he flipped the person over into the bed. He had almost pressed the needled deep into the throat until he realised that it was his lord’s boy that was staring up at him with frightened wild eyes.
“I apologise…I did not…I…” Masaki whispered and Nino growled pressing him even further into the bed looking him over slowly his tongue moving over his lips as he forced himself to calm down.
“Never touch me when I am asleep…” He spat as he released him and slid the needle back into his hair. He calmed off of the boys lap and stood up his body sticky from their sex last night and the sweat that his dream must have caused and he longed for a bath hoping that the water would revive him.
“You…seemed to be…having a night terror…You were…Crying…” Masaki whispered from the bed getting up and rubbing at his throat were bruises were forming.
“You were mistaken…” Nino growled his face twisted into a glare still disturbed by the dream and horrified that somebody had heard him crying out. “I would never do such a thing…Where is our lord?”
“He went to speak with Lord Ohno…” Masaki answered gulping again and taking a nervous breath “You…Are you sure that…”
“I am going for a bath…You may join me if you wish, I will wash your back…” Nino said cutting him off with another low growl that was emitted from the back of his throat “…But if you speak of this to anyone I have ways of making you suffer that even our lord will not know that it was me, do you understand?”
“Yes, Ninomiya-sama…” Masaki said his head jerking in a quick fearful nod and Nino was glad that the boy didn't understand the power he had over him. His threat was completely empty, Masaki was his lord's true lover that much had been confirmed last night and by default it was Nino's duty to make sure that nothing happened to him. Nino pulled on the robe that he had worn last night and then smoothed out his hair in the polished glass aware that Masaki was watching him intently his eyes on his hair. With a click of the tongue he spun around and stared at the boy trying desperately to see what it was that his lord liked so much about him. He was beautiful to be sure but there were many that were beautiful and his lord had slept with them for pleasure without falling for them so what was it about this boy? He refused to dwell on the thought for long, it was not his place to question his lord’s motives, and irritated by the stare he was still getting he snapped;
“What is it?”
“I…No-Nothing…” Masaki stammered his cheeks flushing as he shook his head rapidly from side to side playing around with the beautiful kimono that he was wearing. It was mostly soft green with the pattern of colourful flowers around the hem. It was not one that he had seen before so his lord must have had it made for the boy while he was away. Letting out a sigh and shaking his head clear again Nino reached up and placed a hand on the warm cheek giving him the gentlest smile that he could manage telling him softly;
“If we are to both share our lord’s bed there should not be hesitation between us, you should speak your mind as I will to you…So please, tell me what is on your mind…”
“I…The darts…In your hair…I…How do you…How do you not poke yourself with them?” The boy whispered his eyes wide as they once again went to his hair. Nino blinked in surprise his hand going up and pulling out the tiny dart. It was a tiny thing shaped out of bamboo but it contained a poison so deadly that it could stop a man’s heart in under five minutes. Nino’s eyebrows knitted together but he gave a shrug and decided that his Lord’s favourite deserved a proper answer;
“I do not…I…Poke…Myself with them several times a day…”
“Does it not…Hurt?” Masaki gasped honest concern in his eyes and for one wild moment Nino was very nearly touched by it. Only Takayuki had shown him that kind of emotion before. It was quick though and he managed to control it and gave a simple shrug.
“No more than a scratch would…It would kill you though…” He answered adding a warning note to his voice so that the boy wouldn’t run his fingers through his hair. Masaki’s eyes widened even further and his mouth was so wide open that it looked like the mouth of a cave as he whispered;
“But why does it not kill you?”
“…Because my spider has been injected with small amounts of venom from the moment that he was born…” Their lord answered from the doorway causing them both to jump and turn to face him “As was his mother, and hers before that…It is in their blood as they say…Come no more talk of this, I am pleased that my boys are getting along but I am sure there are more interesting things that you can be doing…”
“We were just about to take a bath, my lord, will you join…Masaki has yet to show me what he can do…And I wish to apologise…” Nino purred his voice as husky as he could make it running his tongue over his lips. Sakurai let out a laugh coming over and caressing his cheek while doing the same to Masaki.
“Alas I cannot join you...I have unexpected but urgent business in town that will keep me away for the rest of the day…So you are free to do as you please…Within reason…Of course…” Sakurai told him before pressing their lips together in a light kiss before turning and doing the same to Masaki though Nino noted that he lingered just a little more over the plumper lips of his boy.
"Is it serious my lord...?" Nino said wondering if he was required positive that anything unexpected and urgent wouldn't be very good.
"Nothing for you to worry about, my spider…Spend some time with your Takayuki, include Masaki…When you leave here with Satoshi, it may be many months before you see him again…” Sakurai said pointedly confiing what Ohno had told him last night.
"Thank-you my lord...I will, if I may, take Takayuki and Masaki to the stream...may I ask if your friend will be going with you? Only I do not wish to run into him unexpectedly..." Nino muttered with distaste hating that The Lord had been right. It was almost painful to know that his lord did not trust him.
"Satoshi has not endeared himself to you my spider? That is a shame..." Sakuari smirked his eyes reflecting his approval of Nino's dislike "Fear not, Satoshi will be coming with me spider he will not disturb you..."
"I truly am wounded by this" Ohno said coming up silently behind them all like he had slithered across the floor and Nino fixed him with his best blank stare, "I had hoped that we would be friends at least tiger..."
"My spider has no friends..." Sakurai growled and Nino stood politely by wondering how his lord could stand the attitude of this man. Even under the glare he was receiving Ohno was flashing a sleepy smile looking completely at ease as he said simply;
"Then I think it is time that he had one..."
TBC
A/N: I hope that this is okay ^_^