Day 4

3606 words. Still behind.




Shinya gave him a puzzled look, amused by his behaviour. As Kyo looked him up and down, Shinya noticed his cock becoming hard again, which aroused Shinya. Kyo stopped behind him, pressing his cock against the other’s ass. He brushed the amber coloured hair away from Shinya’s ear.

“I want you to be my pet, my toy. I will look after you and pay you more than anyone else pays to fuck you… Just remain loyal to me. Be my perfect doll.” he whispered into Shinya’s ear, the husky tone and warm breath making Shinya shiver. He nodded, the prospect of others not abusing him was too great to pass up. Shinya turned to kiss Kyo, so thankful for his offer. He hated being used by lecherous men, sometimes even raped, as a punishment for being too feminine. All that would be over… he was so grateful that he began to cry. Kyo felt awkward, not used to comforting people. He led Shinya to the sofa and sat them both down, holding the other to his chest and stroking his hair. Shinya kept mumbling his thanks, giving Kyo a warm feeling he wasn’t used to. Before long, Shinya was asleep, utterly exhausted by the nights events. Kyo watched him sleep, comparing the other to an angel in his head. He stayed awake, feeling oddly protective over his new pet. He wouldn’t let this one go, he couldn’t lose another one. No matter what it took, Shinya would be his, forever.

Chapter 3: Garnet In The Eden

Mana, by nature, was a law abiding, gentle, caring individual, so was, of course, an unusual inhabitant of the island. Unlike others, who were there for committing crime, Mana was there for being a victim. He hated mixing with others on the island, the repulsive criminals, and for the most part, kept himself to himself. Though, oddly enough, his caring, compassionate ways had turned him into what he hated. A thief performing illegal health care. He was known to most on the island as “The Merciful Angel”. He spent his days caring for wounded inhabitants who were harmed due to illegal activities. Should they go to hospital, the punishments for them and maybe others would be far to severe, unfair and inhumane. As much as he despised them, Mana couldn’t let that happen if he could help. Even if it meant breaking into the hospital to steal supplies and spending many hours avoiding officials, he felt he had to.

During the early hours of the morning, he was awoken by a frantic banging on his door. Muttering, he shuffled to the door, ready to yell at whoever felt it acceptable to make so much noise at this time. He flung open the door and was greeted by his closest friend, Jasmine You. Jasmine looked panicked and tired, his hair a mess and his clothing splattered in mud.

“a new resident… Byou chased him outside… he came back crying.” Jasmine gasped between breaths, his chest aching from running across town. Mana cursed loudly and crudely, completely out of character for him. He hated Byou, so very much. That arrogant head of police, the bastard who raped and killed and got away with it. That bastard who tortured and beat people, humiliated and broke them, then supplied them with their vices to keep them coming back to him. Just the mention of his name made Mana’s blood boil.

Throwing on a coat, he grabbed his medical kit and ran outside after Jasmine, following him outside and down winding streets, across the park and into the building in which Jasmine and the new resident lived. Charging up the flights of stairs, Mana reached the top, panting hard. Jasmine hammered on a door, and was eventually answered by a dark haired man, who’s face was red and damp. Jasmine barged his way into the flat, pulling Mana behind him.
“Get the fuck out of my flat!” The man screamed. Mana ran to him, pushing him up against the closed door and clamping a hand across his mouth.

“Shut up, you will get us all in trouble,” Mana hissed, as the man let out muffled screams. “Listen, I am Mana, I’m a nurse. I’m here to help. You have met Byou, haven’t you?” Immediately, the man stopped screaming, and Mana removed his hand. The man coughed.

“I’m sorry, I’m just…,” he gave a half smile and held his hand out to Mana, who shook it. “I’m Mikaru. And you are?” he asked, looking over at Jasmine.

“I’m Jasmine, your next door neighbour.” he told Mikaru. Mikaru nodded and walked to the sofa, gesturing for the others to follow.