[Fic] Poop In Shoe - Sort of Sequel to Like Owner, Like Dog
Title: Poop In Shoe
Characters: Asami x Akihito, Teiou, Choco-Banana
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Sexy guys belong to Yamane Ayano Sensei.
Notes: A big thanks to those who left such nice comments for Like Owner, Like Dog. This one is dedicated to ya all.
Asami knew that the day couldn’t get any worse when upon sliding his foot into his favourite pair of leather shoes, he felt something warm and squishy. He closed his eyes and imagined the sixty-four Karma Sutra positions (plus a couple dozen more positions of his own inventions) he would be working his Akihito’s ass in, to keep his temper at bay. Gingerly pulling his foot out, he carefully removed his ruined sock. Holding it, he stride back into the master bedroom, where he had left his sleeping lover just one short minute ago.
“Aki.”
His pet continued snoring blissfully away on top of the covers. A smack on the pert butt soon solved that problem.
“Er…What!?” Akihito yelled as he was jolted awake. Cracking open an eye, he saw Asami standing by the bed. “No no no, go to work you sex maniac! This ass is closed for business today. If you force it open, it will be shut down permanently,” Akihito warned, burrowing his way under the covers.
A smile twitched at a corner of Asami’s mouth. But he would not be deterred by the cuteness of his Aki. He yanked back the blanket from a protesting Akihito, and dangled the sock a few inches from his face.
“Wooh!” Akihito jerked back, a hand pinching his nose and fully awake by now.
Having served its purpose, the sock was tossed into the nearby dustbin. Asami crossed his arms and looked at his lover. “Your adorable little pup decided to leave me a little gift in my shoe,” Asami informed, his pronunciation of ‘adorable’ sounding very much like ‘horrible’ instead. “Again,” Asami stressed.
Akihito gulped. “I’m sorry. I will clean it up,” He said, though he knew that it was a futile thing to do, because Asami would never wear that pair of shoes again and it would just be dumped into the trash bin. The man had once informed Akihito, who was protesting at the waste of money such an action caused, that no self-respecting businessman would wear a shoe that had served as a portable toilet to a dog.
“That’s what you said the last seven times this occurred.” Asami stared down at his lover. “I told you what will happen if that pup does this again.”
Eyes wide, Akihito grabbed Asami’s jacket, and pleaded, “No, you can’t! He is just a little puppy. He doesn’t know any better. I will train him till he knows not to poop in your shoes again. I will.”
Gently holding onto his lover’s hands, Asami said, “Akihito, it is not as if I am going to kill your pup. I am just going to send him to obedience school. The people there will train him and within two weeks he will be back here with you. You can even go and visit him during the period that he will be there.”
Instead of being reassured, his pet glared at him. “There are other dogs at the school. Big dogs with behavior problems. Choco-Banana is so tiny. They will eat him alive!”
Asami sighed. Personally, he thought that the pup would have the other dogs eating out of that tiny paws of his in no time, especially so if they were alpha dogs. Just looked at what that pup had reduced his Teiou to.
“Aki, there will be instructors there to-” Asami lost his train of thought, when his little pet stared up at him with big wobbling pleading puppy-dog eyes.
“I will do anything Asami. Please don’t send Choco-Banana away,” Akihito pleaded. He couldn’t bear to be away from his baby for so long. Who was going to rub Choco-Banana’s tummy every night before he went to sleep?
A speculative gleam came into Asami’s eyes as he gazed at his naked pet. He smirked, slowly loosening his tie, before trailing his hand along the curve of Akihito’s smooth back, towards the beautifully shaped butt. Grabbing a shapely cheek, he leaned in and whispered into a flushed looking Akihito’s ear, “Then I suggest you better open this for business now.” Seemed like Asami would be trying out a few of the Karma Sutra positions sooner than he had expected.
~
Choco-Banana was playing with his new squeak toy when Akihito limped into the ridiculously large living room. Sitting his sore ass on a sofa, Akihito growled as he mentally cursed his lover for having Viagra running through his veins. In fact, he was sure that the drug was made from the blood extracted from Asami’s body.
A squeak at his feet pulled him from his cursing, he looked down to see Choco-Banana cutely staring up at him, wagging his tail happily. “Choco-Banana, why must you have such expensive taste in toilets?” Akihito bemoaned. He got a bark in reply.
Akihito sighed. He knew it wasn’t Choco-Banana’s fault. He was too lenient on the little puppy. Whenever he tried training a reluctant Choco-Banana, all Choco-Banana had to do was stared at him with his cute big brown eyes as if sadly asking, ‘Why are you making me do this and not playing with me?’ And Akihito would cave in, abandoning the training and started to play with Choco-Banana to cheer him up. He was a pushover of a parent.
Obedience school was definitely not an option and his pathetic attempts at training also didn’t seem to be working. Akihito was all out of ideas. At this rate, Choco-Banana would be packed off to Doggy’s Boarding School before his next poop in the shoe could dry up.
“Choco-Banana, what should I do?” He asked his dog, picking Choco-Banana up and cuddling him. As if sensing the cloud of unhappiness shrouding Akihito, Choco-Banana gave a small woof and started licking Akihito’s face in a doggy attempt to cheer him up. Akihito laughed as his face was drenched in puppy saliva. Whatever problems that getting Choco-Banana brought him, his puppy was totally worth it.
A loud bark reminded him that there was another dog in the house, as Asami’s Doberman came into the room. The imposing dog walked up to Akihito, stopping a short distance away and just sat there staring at him.
Akihito frowned at the size of Teiou. He seemed to be getting larger everyday, while his Choco-Banana looked no bigger than when they first brought him back home. Akihito would have thought that it was due to Teiou eating up Choco-Banana’s food, if not for the fact, that he had frequently noticed the naughty pup stealing food off Teiou’s dinner dish. Not only did Choco-Banana had a preference for expensive toilets but he was also a gourmet. He only stole the good parts of Teiou’s meal. And amazingly, Teiou let him. Asami had to have his chef increased the portion of Teiou’s meals to compensate for the rather substantial amount that Choco-Banana took each time. And yet, Choco-Banana didn’t seem to be growing. Akihito wondered whether he should bring Choco-Banana to the vet for a check-up. Maybe he had doggy worms in his stomach eating up all his food.
A series of barking between Teiou and Choco-Banana snapped Akihito out of his musings. He looked between the two dogs, wondering what they were communicating about. From the sounds of the barking, it seemed that Teiou was not happy about something. Akihito jerked back, Choco-Banana cuddled protectively in his arms, when Asami’s dog gave a fierce growl in his direction. He half-expected the monster to attack him but Teiou only gave one last growl, stood up, gave what Akihito swore was a dog-version of a scowl towards him, and stride out of the room.
Akihito lifted Choco-Banana up and gently tapped a finger on his cute wet nose. “Seeing that I don’t recall doing anything to Teiou to deserve that growl…Choco-Banana did you pee on his bed again?”
He got a lick in response. “Is that a yes or no?” He got another scratchy lick. Chuckling, Akihito kissed Choco-Banana on the nose. A ball dropped by his feet, startled Akihito. It seemed that Teiou was back in the room. Akihito looked down at the ball and back at the Doberman, who began barking once again.
Just as Akihito was wondering what Asami’s dog wanted, a happily yapping Choco-Banana began to wiggle his way out of Akihito’s arms. As soon as Choco-Banana’s little paws reach firma terra, the little puppy began bouncing ecstatically around the much bigger dog. Using his nose, Choco-Banana pushed the ball towards Teiou, who to Akihito’s astonishment, actually pushed the ball back.
Akihito couldn’t believe his eyes. Teiou, that super high and mighty, playing fetch is beyond the majestic me, proud dog of Asami’s, was actually playing ball with Choco-Banana. A Pikachu printed ball. Jumping onto his feet, Akihito immediately rushed to the bedroom, where he kept a camcorder. He was so going to film this down and teased Asami about it. He couldn’t wait.
~
Asami knew that his pet was definitely up to no good, when upon reaching home he was greeted by Akihito and Teiou at the door. While having Teiou welcomed him back was a usual occurrence, his Akihito doing so was highly unusual. The last time that Asami had casually suggested it, Akihito had cutely glared at him and hissed out that he wasn’t a goddamn wife.
“Asami, welcome home,” Akihito greeted with a smile.
Though he knew that it was a prelude to something he would not like, Asami couldn’t help the burst of happiness in his heart at such a domestic scene. “I am home, Aki,” Asami replied, pulling his love into his arms and kissing him.
After the passionate kiss, which left Akihito flushed and panting a little, a smug and satisfied Asami bended down to remove his footwear. He was surprised when Akihito kneeled at his feet and began to take his shoes off for him. Staring down at his lover, he asked, “What are you doing?”
Golden brown eyes looked up at him, shrugging a shoulder, Akihito answered, “Taking off your shoes.”
Lifting a brow, Asami said, “I know that. What I meant was why are you doing it?” He had the feeling that his Aki’s weird actions had to do with a mischievous trouble making pup.
Holding the shoes, instead of positioning them neatly on the floor the way that Asami always does, Akihito opened the shoe cabinet and placed the leather shoes inside. Completing his task, he smiled an innocent smile at Asami and began to pull him inside the house.
However, Asami wouldn’t move till he got an explanation. “Akihito.”
Akihito sighed. “I thought that if your shoes were put out of reach, Choco-Banana couldn’t poop in them anymore.”
“That pup of yours will just find some other place to do his business in,” Asami replied. And most likely, the next place would be still be in something of his. He had overheard his subordinates speculating that either the pup must have a death wish or he was smart enough to know that Akihito would protect him from his wrath. Personally, Asami just thought that the pup was as dense as a furball.
“I thought of a way to get around that too. I cleaned the shoe that Choco-Banana pooped in this morning. Wait here for a sec,” Akihito said as he sped off, only to return with the offending footwear and its twin. “I mean since you were going to just dump these shoes, I was thinking why not use them as a toilet for Choco-Banana to poop in. Then your other shoes will be safe,” Akihito finished with a smile on his face, clearly pleased with himself for coming up with such an ingenious solution.
“Akihito, I thought I told you to train your pup to stop defecating in my shoes. Not to permanently let him use them as a toilet bowl,” Asami flatly said.
Akihito pouted. “But you won’t be using this pair again anyway. What’s the harm?” he questioned, with his arms crossed.
“That isn’t the issue here. Your pup needs to be taught basic manners. I am not going to change my habits for your dog. Either teach him or the next time he takes a dump in my shoes, he’s going straight to obedience school,” Asami said sternly.
As a look of distress came over his Akihito’s face, Asami felt himself wavering. But he made himself stand firm. He was someone, who didn’t even budge for the Prime Minister of Japan, so there was no way he was going to do so for a four-legged furry creature that he could probably squashed with his pinky finger.
“How about if I do it for you instead?” Akihito asked hopefully.
Asami, who had began walking into the living room, paused in his steps. Turning around, he took in the pleading look on his Akihito’s face and considered the implications of what was just said. “You are going to remove my shoes and put them away for me?” Asami asked. He got an enthusiastic nod in response. “Are you saying that you will be greeting me at the door everyday?”
Akihito frowned, a perplex expression on his face. “Well yeah, how else am I going to remove your shoes and put them away?” Akihito answered.
A contemplative look came over Asami’s face. “Hmm but that still won’t do.”
“Why not?” Akihito questioned, arms akimbo.
“I still have to take them out from the cabinet in the mornings by myself,” Asami replied. He got distracted watching Akihito worrying his lower lip, that he missed what his lover said. “Pardon?”
Waving his arms around, Akihito repeated, “I said that I will take them out for you in the mornings before you go to work.”
“But you have to do it just before I leave the house and not a second earlier,” Asami said. “If not, you will only be giving that pup of yours a chance at soiling my shoes.” He got a nod in agreement. Pleased with himself, Asami pulled Akihito into an embrace, breathing in the sweet and delicious smell of his Aki. However, the man in his arms began fidgeting and mumbling. “What is it Akihito?” He asked.
“What if I can’t be here to put away your shoes or prepare them before you leave?” Akihito asked.
Asami’s arms unconsciously tighten around Akihito. “What do you mean by that?” he asked in a deceptively calm voice.
“Sometimes I have to leave for work earlier than you or I may have to come home later. Then what?” Akihito asked, a worried tone in his voice.
Asami smiled, so that was what his Akihito was worried about. “If you promise to always do so when you are at home. I won’t mind doing it myself on the few occasions you aren’t able to,” Asami said, feeling generous. As a big smile beamed at him from his Akihito’s face, Asami thought that the pup had its usefulness and wasn’t so bad after all.
~
Asami changed his mind about that damn pup of Akihito’s, as he watched the video of Teiou playing ball with the furry animal. His dignified dog was playing ball with the little pup. And was that a darn picture of that ridiculous yellow thing that Akihito liked on the ball. He rubbed his eyes and looked back at the television. Nope, still playing ball. That pup had reduced his Teiou to a common dog. Ignoring a gleefully laughing Akihito, who seemed to be having a great time at his and his dog’s expense, Asami looked around the apartment for Teiou. He spotted him in a corner of the large living room, where the dogs’ beds were located.
He walked over. Only to stare down in disbelieve at the scene that greeted him. The pup had taken over Teiou’s large bed and was sprawled out on its back right in the middle of the bed, sleeping blissfully away. It seemed to also be dreaming some sort of doggy dream, as its paws were occasionally kicking up into air. With his bed taken over and being much too large for the pup’s little bed, Teiou was reduced to lying on the marble floor.
“You are such a pushover,” Asami told his dog in exasperation. “You can fight off three large dogs by yourself, without getting a single scratch. And you can’t even control a little pup?” Crossing his arms, Asami continued, “He’s got you wrapped around his tiny paw and you haven’t even properly claimed him yet.” Asami shook his head and left the dogs alone.
Teiou still had a little way to go before being a perfect alpha dog. No alpha would let another dog push him around like that, Asami mused as he returned to his Akihito.
“Asami, were you talking to Teiou?” A curious Akihito asked.
Ignoring the question, Asami asked, “Have you had your dinner yet? Do you want to go out or have the chefs deliver something here?”
Akihito lit up. “Oh let’s go out. I wanna have Mos Burger.”
“Mos Burger?” Asami repeated. “If it is a burger you want, I can have the chef whipped up one made with premium Kobe beef,” Asami said. He hated fast food. Not only were the outlets always filled with loud teenagers and screaming kids, there was also the matter of whether the kitchens’ hygiene standards were up to par.
Akihito made a face. Kobe beef in a burger, what a waste. “No, I feel like having Mos. I miss their fries.”
“How about Chinese instead?” Asami suggested. “Don’t you love their dumplings and spring rolls?” He much preferred if his Akihito didn’t eat so much of those unhealthy junk food. With him consuming three boxes of Pocky per day and always eating ramen for lunch, the least Asami could do was make sure that Akihito had a healthy dinner.
“No, I want Mos,” Akihito said stubbornly. Looking at Asami with pleading big golden brown eyes, he said, “Come on Asami.”
Asami sighed and said, “Ok, but you have to have a healthy lunch tomorrow.”
“I promise. I promise,” Akihito said, happy at getting what he wanted.
Asami smiled at his Akihito. He was just so cute, getting excited over such little things. Grabbing Akihito, Asami left the house, his love snugly by his side.
~
*Omake*
Teiou sat on his throne in the park. He was the undisrupted King here. No dogs dared to challenge him. Of course there were those three stupid dogs, who had decided to gang up on him, thinking that there was strength in numbers. He had soon put them in their places though. Teiou smirked as he thought of how he had punished those three idiots.
On his throne was where he ruled over the other dogs in the park. And to keep an eye on the young pup. That one was always constantly getting into trouble. Teiou had lost count of the number of times, he had to save the pup from the advances of other dogs. He swore the pup must have an abundance of dogeromones (dog + pheromones) with the way he attracted unwanted attention. Though after the maiming incident of an extremely persistent pesky dog, the other dogs had taken the hint and left the pup alone.
His Master and the brown-haired one had left to go to, what Teiou guessed was the human version of the poop place, a while ago. Recently, his Master and the brown-haired one always go to the human poop place whenever they came to the park. And Teiou knew that it would be some time before they returned. He wondered whether it was because they were having difficulty pooping. It couldn’t be too healthy to be pooping for so long. Anyway, with his Master and the brown-haired one gone, it was his duty to keep the pup safe.
A movement by his side alerted him that someone had dared to encroach into his personal space. Teiou turned to glare at the stupid intruder, only to raise a doggy eyebrow in surprise. It was a female dog.
~
Choco-Banana was having the time of his little doggy life. He loved coming to the park. Here he had lots of friends to play ball with. He gave a happy woof as he chased after the rolling ball, determined to be the first to get to it. A black shadow dashed past him and got the ball into its mouth before Choco-Banana could reach it.
“You are always so fast!” Choco-Banana barked at his friend.
Dropping the ball onto the grass, Cookie barked back happily, “You are just slow.”
A third puppy finally joined Choco-Banana and Cookie, panting with its tongue hanging out. “I am tired,” he woofed, flopping down onto his back.
Cookie poked a paw at the panting dog’s stomach. “You eat too much, Sweet-Pea. You have a doggy tummy. You should go on a diet.”
“A diet, what’s that?” Choco-Banana woofed questioningly. “Can it be eaten?”
“Is it delicious?” Sweet-Pea barked.
“No, you can’t eat it. A diet is when you stop eating food,” Cookie barked knowledgably, nose proudly stuck up in the air.
“No eating food!” Choco-Banana and Sweet-Pea barked horrified. “Nooooo!” they began howling.
“Oh stop bark-whining!” Cookie barked at them. “And Choco-Banana, you don’t need to go on a diet. You are tiny enough as it is. You need to eat more.”
Choco-Banana was relieved that he need not stop eating. He liked to eat a lot. “I eat tons and tons everyday!” He barked. “After I finished my food, I eat Teiou’s food too. Teiou’s food is delicious! Mine are all tiny but Teiou’s are all big and juicy!” Choco-Banana woofed happily, not noticing the looks of fear on his fellow pups’ faces.
“You eat Teiou’s food!” Cookie barked in astonishment. How was Choco-Banana still breathing!?
Sweet-Pea barked fearfully, “I would rather go on a diet than eat Teiou’s food.” He gave a puppy shiver at the awful thought of what would happen to him if he had touched the King’s food.
Choco-Banana tilted his puppy head to one side questioningly. “What’s wrong? Teiou is real nice. He lets me eat his meat. And when it is too big, he tears them up into smaller pieces for me,” he barked back.
Cookie pondered upon this piece of surprising information. He was a very smart puppy, his beautiful owner always said so. He was sure that he could figure out why the ruthless and fierce King would be so nice to Choco-Banana.
Choco-Banana looked at Cookie, who was walking around in circles. “What’s Cookie doing?” he woofed at Sweet-Pea. “Can we play ball?”
Sweet-Pea, who was enjoying himself resting on the cool green grass, shrugged a doggy shoulder. “Why don’t we wait for him to finish walking before playing ball?” Sweet-Pea answered, he wasn’t as keen as Choco-Banana about running after the ball again. He wanted to eat the cold sweet white soft thing that his food-supplier sometimes gave him.
Choco-Banana woofed, “But he is walking around in circles! Where is the finish of a circle?”
“I got it!” A triumphant Cookie barked, startling Choco-Banana and Sweet-Pea.
“Got what?” Both pups barked back.
“I know why Teiou is so nice to Choco-Banana!”
“Teiou is nice to everyone,” Choco-Banana woofed.
Ignoring the ignorant Choco-Banana, Cookie continued, “The reason why Teiou is so nice to you is because he is your sugar daddy!”
“My sugar daddy?” Choco-Banana yapped. “What’s that?”
“My beautiful owner said that a sugar daddy is someone who takes care of her and gives her money. Since we don’t need money, our daddy is a dog that takes care of us and gives us food.”
“What’s money?” Sweet-Pea barked.
“That’s not important. What is, is that I, Cookie, the smart puppy, have figured out why Teiou is so nice to Choco-Banana. It’s because he is your sugar daddy,” Cookie barked. “So you have to call him Daddy from now on Choco-Banana, because that is what my beautiful owner calls hers.”
“Daddy? Why can’t I call Teiou, Teiou?” Choco-Banana woofed, not understanding Cookie at all.
“That’s because you want to stake a claim on Teiou. You have to let the other dogs know that he is yours. If not, they will snatch him away,” Cookie barked back. He looked towards the bench, where the King was resting on. “Look! Look! Some bitch is taking your Teiou away!”
Choco-Banana looked towards the direction where Teiou was at. His puppy eyes opened wide with shock as he saw a white curly-haired dog gave Teiou a lick on his face. A funny feeling began welling up inside his puppy chest. He didn’t like it. Teiou was his! With a bark, Choco-Banana raced to where Teiou was.
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P.S. LJ won’t let me post the whole thing here. So please continue below for the rest of the omake.