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Little Lost Cat	By : animeslave18 Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3794 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball Z or any of its characters nor do I make any sort of profit from writing it.

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WARNINGS: Paranoia, lime, language (mostly on my part >.>) craziness O.o and of course…yaoi :)

A/N: Hello all. It’s been a while. :) Well, I’ve decided to write yet another story. I know. When will I learn? However, this is more for Halloween than just a burst of inspiration…okay I had a burst of inspiration. >.> I have another story in progress that’s more fit for Halloween. Alas, it is not even close to being finished and I’ve been working on it for a few years now. >< Perhaps next year I’ll finally have it posted. :/ Anyway, I would’ve posted this story sooner, but the damn site wasn’t letting me! *growls* So I looked in the forums to see if people were having the same problem and they were. This site has gotten worse. >.> Why must everything be so damn hard? Anyway, enough of my bitching and onward with the important stuff. FYI, this is taken place on planet Vegeta and...that pretty much sums it up. Read on to find out the rest.

Little kitty, little kitty, little lost cat. Where oh where is your home at?

A faint voice could be heard in the darkness as a body stirred within it.

Little kitty, little kitty, little lost cat. Where oh where is your home at?

The body moaned lightly as the voice sang the words…not making any sense whatsoever.

Little kitty, little kitty, little lost cat. Where oh where…is your home…at?

The boy jumped from his sleep when a screeching sound pierced his ears. It sounded like metal on metal; the voice sounding impatient.

“Ah. The Kitty’s awake. I was beginning to worry…” The amused voice trailed off as if not wanting to reveal any more information.

The boy tried moving and looking around, but found that he couldn’t move let alone see. He soon figured out that he was blindfolded and chained or tied down to some sort of metal table. His arms stayed above his head and his feet stayed in a somewhat comfortable position. Why couldn’t he break the bonds? Usually he would have no problem, whether it be metal or rope. The boy panted in his exertion and disorientation; starting to panic. “Where am I?”

The same deep, amused voice hummed as if thinking of an answer. “Inside my fantasy.” Another screeching noise but lighter than before was heard as it dragged around him. The boy turned his head around him; not being able to pinpoint where the voice was. There seemed to be an echo.

“Wh-Who are you?” The boy was not at all comforted by the answer he received before and was unsure what the answer will be now.

The voice began to chuckle lightly before it turned into laughter then calmed. “I am the master of this fantasy….your humble host…your caretaker…your tormentor…your lover…I can be whatever you want me to be. However, you can call me Master.” He finished in a loving yet forceful manner; as if that were the only name he was to call him by.

The boy’s breathing sped up. “Wh…y…why am I here?” His voice rose in his panic.

The voice seemed to have stopped moving as the boy pinpointed it right next to his ear. “Because I chose you. You are rare…precious…Kitten.” The voice spoke lovingly as it continued to slowly move around him. The screeching noise continued as well.

The boy cringed at the noise. “Please stop that!”

The noise did stop, only for the voice to chuckle darkly. “Aw, what’s wrong? Does the Kitty not like that?” A really loud screeching seemed to fill the room that they were in as the boy shouted at the unexpected sound and the pain it brought to his ears.

“Wh-Why do you k-keep calling me th-that?” The screeching paused to consider his question.

“Because you are a lost Kitty and now I have found you and you belong to me now.” The voice seemed to be far away and the next second, it was right next to him. “Now, let me take care of you.”

The boy gulped, trying to hide his fear. “Wh-what…” He paused to take a minute in answering his question. Mainly he was afraid of what the answer might be. “What are you…going to do?”

“Aw, precious Kitten.” The boy whimpered when he felt something cold and solid slide along his cheek and realized that that was the thing making all the noise. It was a blade. “Whatever I want.” The boy suddenly started to struggle in his bonds as he grunted and groaned in his efforts. The situation that he was in was starting to sink in and suddenly he didn’t want to be in this position. The voice chuckled before it leaned in closer and something warm touched the boy’s cheek. Since the voice was so close, he gathered that it was his capturer’s cheek rubbing against his. “Now, now Kitty. Don’t struggle like that. I don’t want you harming yourself before I do.” The screeching appeared again for a brief second and all went silent again, except for the prisoner’s panting breath.

“Please…let me go.” The boy whimpered as he tried to keep in his tears of fear, even though the blindfold would hide them.

Suddenly, the boy sensed something above him when he felt something between his thighs and brushed his sides. “Aw, but we’re just getting started. I have so many games I’m looking forward to playing with you.” The voice purred above him. The boy soon realized that the man had crawled on top of him and was now taunting him on the things that he’ll do to him. The boy ‘eeped’ when he felt that body lay itself on top of him and seemed to be nuzzling his neck and collarbone. “My, so exquisite…so rare…so…beautiful.” The man whispered against the boy’s smooth skin. “Your skin is like moonlight, your scent is intoxicating…” The boy jumped when the man slowly licked his way from his collarbone to his jawline. “I can only imagine what you taste li-“

“Stop…” The boy whimpered. Not only were the man’s compliments making him into a nervous wreck, they were making him blush as well. In the real world, he didn’t get out much, so hearing such words were foreign to him.

The man did stop, only to grin against the boy’s neck. The next thing out of his mouth was a moan as he lightly caressed the boy’s tail, which was pinned down to the table he lay upon. He pet the wiggling tail from tip to base; slowly brushing up the fur, trying to get a reaction out of the quivering form below. It worked as the boy struggled even more, not comfortable at all at having someone touching his tail without permission. Especially someone that has cruel intentions. His head whipped from side to side at the sensations as he continued to struggle and free himself. The man couldn’t help but grin madly as he gently nipped at the exposed skin he was given. Meanwhile, a certain appendage decided to make itself known; showing that the man was indeed enjoying the younger’s reactions. When it pressed against his inner thigh, the boy jerked and arched away from it as he whimpered nonstop; just wanting the man to stop touching him altogether. “Please, stop! Just…leave me alone…” The boy began weeping into the dark blindfold as his head lolled to one side, his struggle lessening.

The man paused his actions for a moment only to chuckle then wrap his strong arms around the form below and nuzzle into what bare skin he could. The boy continued his struggles, even though it was futile. His capturer pressed himself into the struggling form below him more, practically crushing him into the metal bed below. The boy groaned and gasped as his air supply was practically being cut off, which only made him struggle all the more. After a moment, the man let up only to crawl up the writhing youth and stare heatedly at panting lips. The boy heard the man take a deep breath before he sealed his lips over his own. This made him struggle with all his might, causing his bonds to cut into his wrists, ankles, and tail…blood flowing freely down his limbs and drip on the floor and table that he was on. The boy expected the man to pull away sometime soon, but when he didn’t, he soon realized that he was running out of air. The cruel lips against his barely moved, as if they were trying to suffocate him. When another moment passed, the kiss succeeded in its task as the struggling form suddenly went limp, due to the lack of oxygen. The sadist pulled away as he gasped for air himself, letting out what breath he sucked in earlier. When he regained his breathing, he smirked down at the prone form below. “Oh, I’m going to enjoy you very much Kitten.”

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It’s short, but you know what? It’s only the intro. I was originally going to make this a oneshot, but there’s soooo much I want to do with this. Even though it's not a oneshot, it's not going to be real long either. At least, I hope it won't be. O.o I know the kitty thing isn’t original, but I just wanted to add to the sadistic nature of…the guy. :) Oh and I got that little tune from Hell Girl. I believe it’s from…the third…no, second episode? The one where a girl is being stalked by a cop and he sings that tune to her whenever she answers the phone or when he leaves a message. I thought it was quite good and insane-ish…so I put it in. :) Hope it grabbed your interest. I'll update as much as I can. I have several chapters written already, but I have yet to proofread them. Either way, I'll definitely finish this. So, more to come. ^^
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