The Tattoo prologue
Title: The Tattoo
Author: krystalkatz
rating: PG
Length: Chaptered,
Genre: AU, dark,
Pairings: Sakurai Sho/Ninomiya Kazunari, Ohno Satoshi/Ninomiya Kazunari, Sakurai Sho/Aiba Masaki,
Disclaimer: I only own the plot,
A/N: Another of my charity stories, this is for lilisan31
This starts as SakuMiya and lasts for a few chapters, but it is OhMiya
Fingers roughly moved over his skin and Ninomiya Kazunari let out a sigh his eyes not even opening not even when the questing hand pushed back the cocoon like blanket he was wrapped in exposing him to the cool air. The path the fingers were on was a familiar one tracing the pattern of his tattoo, the tattoo that marked him as nothing but a trained pet. It was a beautiful piece of art, his tattoo, spread out over his back a tiger and a dragon caught in an embrace claws and teeth holding each other tightly. Most people thought that they were fighting but they weren’t, the tiger had long ago learnt that fighting was useless. It was a symbol that no matter how hard he fought he would always be dominated. He would continue to fight, he would find the one that had destroyed his life and given him his tattoo.
“Where did you get it?” The man that he was with asked lightly and reluctantly Nino lifted his head looked over his shoulder at the man. He was a repulsive figure to behold, greasy beard and link hair. Teeth blackened, with scars and spots on his face. The stupid son of a country noble, he was used to wealth but had little of his own, preferring to live off of his father's wealth. Not a well-liked son by all accounts, Nino thought with a flicker of amusement, after all he was here.
“The man that murdered my family gave it to me, he tied me down and he worked on it for days....I was nothing more than a frightened child...It caught the attention of my owner though so for that I am grateful..." Nino answered honestly, it didn't matter now anyway, his eyes focusing on those of the man that had been ploughing into him only moments before. It was nothing, the means to an end, later he would go and scrub himself clean before reporting to his owner that it was a job well done.
“Your… Owner?” The man repeated with a gasp and Nino smiled slowly pulling himself into a sitting position his body aching with the things he had been made to endure. Cum seeped out of his hole and he tried to ignore the sensation it made running over his skin.
“Yes....Sakurai Sho…I think that you know him…He knows you…” He nodded loving the purplish grey hue the man’s face became as his eyes bulged out of his head. They were already blood shot and going yellow in the corners and Nino smiled knowing that it was only a few moments until he could leave and go get his reward.
“You…You are…” The man gasped his fat rubbery lips wobbling a little and Nino had to admit that he felt a buzz of happiness at being recognised and the genuine fear in his face. Few people had seen his face and almost all those that had were dead or in the employment of his owner. People knew about him, he was infamous after all, the poisoned spider. Most, if not all, thought that he was a woman and that made it so much easier.
“I see you do know him…” He said as he climbed out of the bed and pulled on his robe fastening it securely while flicking out his long hair. He knew that people thought him feminine with his slim body and hips and he would admit that himself. His upper torso had little to no muscle definition but it was curved and smooth. His skin was as pale as he could make it, there was no blemish from the suns rays, and soft free from impurities. It took a long time to keep himself like that but it was worth it. The men he had to deal with loved to dominate him, even if they had never thought of having another man before they would take him. For most it was to prove their masculinity to dominate a weaker man. It just proved how weak they were and it made his job so much easier.
“I will fucking kill you…” The man on the bed spat, his breathing uneven and gurgled and Nino smiled a little turning to look at him over his shoulder again,
“I have already killed you…A poison is slowly moving through your body…In a few moments you won’t be able to move…Your lungs will shut down and then your heart…” He said watching as the man’s head moved around going to the door he reached out with a hand that was already unresponsive “See…It has already started…You should just accept your fate…”
The man writhed around on the bed his face going a funny shade of purple, his eyes glazed over and his hand came up to clutch at his throat nails clawing as he tried and failed to breathe. Nino watched with a cold expression on his face his mind already going to his master and the reward that he would receive for ending the miserable life that was in front of him.
Of course another would be filling his master’s bed, he had noticed the new boy, all bright sunny smiles, and his master would not resist him for long. But Nino would be sure to collect his reward before being sent out. There was no love between him and his master but he owned him body and soul.
A gurgle brought his attention to the present and he smiled when he saw the grotesque figure sprawled out over the bed. The fat over his bones finally free from the ripples his breathing caused. Nino jabbed the body with a finger until he was satisfied that he was truly dead and then he pulled his hood up over his face and made his way to the door.
Two guards stood vigilantly on the other side and they quickly drew themselves to attention as they saw him. Dressed in their finest, weapons shiny and on display their body language stating clearly 'that nobody would get passed them' Nino almost wished he was able to pity them for their failed efforts but pity was an emotion that had been stripped from him a long time ago.
“His lordship is sleeping you should not disturb him…” Nino simpered his head hanging low, making sure that he couldn’t be seen as a threat to anyone. Not waiting for them to answer he bowed again and hurried off back to his master to report a job well done. If he could feel anything hate would be the closest to what was moving through his body but that was another luxury that he was not allowed to have. The man known only as the shadow had seen to that the night he had killed his parents.
TBC
A/N: I started this weeks ago but I wasn’t going to post it until I had finished Nino’s Secret but given everything that happened on Saturday I haven’t felt like writing and I didn’t want to not post something L
Author: krystalkatz
rating: PG
Length: Chaptered,
Genre: AU, dark,
Pairings: Sakurai Sho/Ninomiya Kazunari, Ohno Satoshi/Ninomiya Kazunari, Sakurai Sho/Aiba Masaki,
Disclaimer: I only own the plot,
A/N: Another of my charity stories, this is for lilisan31
This starts as SakuMiya and lasts for a few chapters, but it is OhMiya
Fingers roughly moved over his skin and Ninomiya Kazunari let out a sigh his eyes not even opening not even when the questing hand pushed back the cocoon like blanket he was wrapped in exposing him to the cool air. The path the fingers were on was a familiar one tracing the pattern of his tattoo, the tattoo that marked him as nothing but a trained pet. It was a beautiful piece of art, his tattoo, spread out over his back a tiger and a dragon caught in an embrace claws and teeth holding each other tightly. Most people thought that they were fighting but they weren’t, the tiger had long ago learnt that fighting was useless. It was a symbol that no matter how hard he fought he would always be dominated. He would continue to fight, he would find the one that had destroyed his life and given him his tattoo.
“Where did you get it?” The man that he was with asked lightly and reluctantly Nino lifted his head looked over his shoulder at the man. He was a repulsive figure to behold, greasy beard and link hair. Teeth blackened, with scars and spots on his face. The stupid son of a country noble, he was used to wealth but had little of his own, preferring to live off of his father's wealth. Not a well-liked son by all accounts, Nino thought with a flicker of amusement, after all he was here.
“The man that murdered my family gave it to me, he tied me down and he worked on it for days....I was nothing more than a frightened child...It caught the attention of my owner though so for that I am grateful..." Nino answered honestly, it didn't matter now anyway, his eyes focusing on those of the man that had been ploughing into him only moments before. It was nothing, the means to an end, later he would go and scrub himself clean before reporting to his owner that it was a job well done.
“Your… Owner?” The man repeated with a gasp and Nino smiled slowly pulling himself into a sitting position his body aching with the things he had been made to endure. Cum seeped out of his hole and he tried to ignore the sensation it made running over his skin.
“Yes....Sakurai Sho…I think that you know him…He knows you…” He nodded loving the purplish grey hue the man’s face became as his eyes bulged out of his head. They were already blood shot and going yellow in the corners and Nino smiled knowing that it was only a few moments until he could leave and go get his reward.
“You…You are…” The man gasped his fat rubbery lips wobbling a little and Nino had to admit that he felt a buzz of happiness at being recognised and the genuine fear in his face. Few people had seen his face and almost all those that had were dead or in the employment of his owner. People knew about him, he was infamous after all, the poisoned spider. Most, if not all, thought that he was a woman and that made it so much easier.
“I see you do know him…” He said as he climbed out of the bed and pulled on his robe fastening it securely while flicking out his long hair. He knew that people thought him feminine with his slim body and hips and he would admit that himself. His upper torso had little to no muscle definition but it was curved and smooth. His skin was as pale as he could make it, there was no blemish from the suns rays, and soft free from impurities. It took a long time to keep himself like that but it was worth it. The men he had to deal with loved to dominate him, even if they had never thought of having another man before they would take him. For most it was to prove their masculinity to dominate a weaker man. It just proved how weak they were and it made his job so much easier.
“I will fucking kill you…” The man on the bed spat, his breathing uneven and gurgled and Nino smiled a little turning to look at him over his shoulder again,
“I have already killed you…A poison is slowly moving through your body…In a few moments you won’t be able to move…Your lungs will shut down and then your heart…” He said watching as the man’s head moved around going to the door he reached out with a hand that was already unresponsive “See…It has already started…You should just accept your fate…”
The man writhed around on the bed his face going a funny shade of purple, his eyes glazed over and his hand came up to clutch at his throat nails clawing as he tried and failed to breathe. Nino watched with a cold expression on his face his mind already going to his master and the reward that he would receive for ending the miserable life that was in front of him.
Of course another would be filling his master’s bed, he had noticed the new boy, all bright sunny smiles, and his master would not resist him for long. But Nino would be sure to collect his reward before being sent out. There was no love between him and his master but he owned him body and soul.
A gurgle brought his attention to the present and he smiled when he saw the grotesque figure sprawled out over the bed. The fat over his bones finally free from the ripples his breathing caused. Nino jabbed the body with a finger until he was satisfied that he was truly dead and then he pulled his hood up over his face and made his way to the door.
Two guards stood vigilantly on the other side and they quickly drew themselves to attention as they saw him. Dressed in their finest, weapons shiny and on display their body language stating clearly 'that nobody would get passed them' Nino almost wished he was able to pity them for their failed efforts but pity was an emotion that had been stripped from him a long time ago.
“His lordship is sleeping you should not disturb him…” Nino simpered his head hanging low, making sure that he couldn’t be seen as a threat to anyone. Not waiting for them to answer he bowed again and hurried off back to his master to report a job well done. If he could feel anything hate would be the closest to what was moving through his body but that was another luxury that he was not allowed to have. The man known only as the shadow had seen to that the night he had killed his parents.
TBC
A/N: I started this weeks ago but I wasn’t going to post it until I had finished Nino’s Secret but given everything that happened on Saturday I haven’t felt like writing and I didn’t want to not post something L