If only tears could bring you back to me...
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Beyblade › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,225
Reviews:
4
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If only tears could bring you back to me...
Some of you may recognise this fic, this chapter was written by my cousin Hime Hermione.
But since she’s not of age yet she deleted her stories, and she asked me to continue, because I had an idea quite similar, but I couldn’t find the right way to start the story.
So……
this is actually a re-post, and I’ll be adding chapters of my own……in a few weeks or so -_-
sorry for that…but school’s demanding all my time……
anyway, the first chapter is back, if you read it before, check again in a few weeks for a new chap…
If not: ENJOY!
If only tears could bring you back to me…
- The new slave -
"Let go! Lemme go!"
sounds of fighting and cursing could be head at the south part of the city
a young blue-haired boy tried to fight off two soldiers who tried to grab him.
"Don't thinks so sweetie, you're way too cute" one of the soldiers said with a hentai grin.
"I'm a boy you jackass!" the boy shouted, struggling to get free.
"That's even better, sweetie" the soldier said, his grin turning even more hentai
Shocked of what the man had said the boy stopped struggling for a few seconds and the soldier took his chance and knocked the boy out by a hit on the head.
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"What was so urgent grandfather, I was busy and- Whoa……"
"Gorgeous isn't he?" the king said looking at the unconsciousness boy.
"But why do I have to see this boy grandfather?" the prince asked
"It's time you got your own slave Kai, and since you're not attracted to girls…I let the soldiers catch this one" he said with a smug smile.
"A sl-slave??? But I don't…I…" he stuttered. "Ok, then it's settled, I'll let another slave wash and cloth him. And be brought to your room."
"But…"
"Weren't you busy Kai?" the king asked agitated
"Yes sir…"
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"What? Where am I?……WHAAAAAAAAAAH!!!" the blue haired boy quickly crawled backwards when he saw a person in front of him.
"Whoa, calm down. I'm Max. You?" a boy of surprisingly almost the same age said, kneeling in front of the blue haired boy.
"I'm Takao, Kinomiya Takao, where am I?" he said sitting up, crossing his legs.
"You're a dragon descendant???" Max asked ignoring Takao's question.
"Yeah, but what happened? And where the hell am I?"
"You're in the castle. You’ve been caught by the 'hunters'" Max said getting a hairbrush from a nearby table
"Castle? Hunters? O god…I'm not…? Am I?" his eyes went wide as he realized.
"I'm afraid you are, But you're lucky though…I heard you're going to be the prince's"
"What is so lucky about being a slave?!" Takao said half angry accepting the brush.
"I know him……well……kind of… He pretends he doesn't care, but under that expressionless face hides a really kind person."
Max saw that Takao was pulling at the ribbon binding his hair, but couldn't get It loose.
"Turn around" Max said "I'll do it" He pulled the ribbon out and stood up.
"What are your favourite colour? Then I'll get you something decent." He said pointing at Takao's ragged street clothes.
Takao was busy untangling his hair and looked up.
"Um…Red…And yellow."
"Okay! Lets see if I can find something in those colours" Max said disappearing in a closet.
"Hey Max, what will I have to do? I mean…you know…what kind of…..slave?"
Max poked his head out of the closet and looked at Takao
"You're weird, you know…Mostly the new caught try everything to get away. And you just sit there, calmly brushing your hair, asking what kind of slave you're going to be. I was told you were one of the streets, I thought you would at least try to deny it…"
He rummaged through the closet, waiting for Takao's reply.
"I know, but I was beaten when I told everyone who wanted to hear it that I was the strongest on the streets. So I'll just have to face the facts…But you didn't answer my question"
"What? Oh…I dun no…depends. But I think he'll just want you to accompany him and do some small chores, like helping him dress and bathe. At least, that's what my master did." He said coming out of the closet carrying a pair of blood-red leather pants and a canary yellow tight tank top.
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As I said, THIS chapter’s not mine…but you’d make my cousin very happy if you reviewed ^^
But since she’s not of age yet she deleted her stories, and she asked me to continue, because I had an idea quite similar, but I couldn’t find the right way to start the story.
So……
this is actually a re-post, and I’ll be adding chapters of my own……in a few weeks or so -_-
sorry for that…but school’s demanding all my time……
anyway, the first chapter is back, if you read it before, check again in a few weeks for a new chap…
If not: ENJOY!
If only tears could bring you back to me…
- The new slave -
"Let go! Lemme go!"
sounds of fighting and cursing could be head at the south part of the city
a young blue-haired boy tried to fight off two soldiers who tried to grab him.
"Don't thinks so sweetie, you're way too cute" one of the soldiers said with a hentai grin.
"I'm a boy you jackass!" the boy shouted, struggling to get free.
"That's even better, sweetie" the soldier said, his grin turning even more hentai
Shocked of what the man had said the boy stopped struggling for a few seconds and the soldier took his chance and knocked the boy out by a hit on the head.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"What was so urgent grandfather, I was busy and- Whoa……"
"Gorgeous isn't he?" the king said looking at the unconsciousness boy.
"But why do I have to see this boy grandfather?" the prince asked
"It's time you got your own slave Kai, and since you're not attracted to girls…I let the soldiers catch this one" he said with a smug smile.
"A sl-slave??? But I don't…I…" he stuttered. "Ok, then it's settled, I'll let another slave wash and cloth him. And be brought to your room."
"But…"
"Weren't you busy Kai?" the king asked agitated
"Yes sir…"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"What? Where am I?……WHAAAAAAAAAAH!!!" the blue haired boy quickly crawled backwards when he saw a person in front of him.
"Whoa, calm down. I'm Max. You?" a boy of surprisingly almost the same age said, kneeling in front of the blue haired boy.
"I'm Takao, Kinomiya Takao, where am I?" he said sitting up, crossing his legs.
"You're a dragon descendant???" Max asked ignoring Takao's question.
"Yeah, but what happened? And where the hell am I?"
"You're in the castle. You’ve been caught by the 'hunters'" Max said getting a hairbrush from a nearby table
"Castle? Hunters? O god…I'm not…? Am I?" his eyes went wide as he realized.
"I'm afraid you are, But you're lucky though…I heard you're going to be the prince's"
"What is so lucky about being a slave?!" Takao said half angry accepting the brush.
"I know him……well……kind of… He pretends he doesn't care, but under that expressionless face hides a really kind person."
Max saw that Takao was pulling at the ribbon binding his hair, but couldn't get It loose.
"Turn around" Max said "I'll do it" He pulled the ribbon out and stood up.
"What are your favourite colour? Then I'll get you something decent." He said pointing at Takao's ragged street clothes.
Takao was busy untangling his hair and looked up.
"Um…Red…And yellow."
"Okay! Lets see if I can find something in those colours" Max said disappearing in a closet.
"Hey Max, what will I have to do? I mean…you know…what kind of…..slave?"
Max poked his head out of the closet and looked at Takao
"You're weird, you know…Mostly the new caught try everything to get away. And you just sit there, calmly brushing your hair, asking what kind of slave you're going to be. I was told you were one of the streets, I thought you would at least try to deny it…"
He rummaged through the closet, waiting for Takao's reply.
"I know, but I was beaten when I told everyone who wanted to hear it that I was the strongest on the streets. So I'll just have to face the facts…But you didn't answer my question"
"What? Oh…I dun no…depends. But I think he'll just want you to accompany him and do some small chores, like helping him dress and bathe. At least, that's what my master did." He said coming out of the closet carrying a pair of blood-red leather pants and a canary yellow tight tank top.
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As I said, THIS chapter’s not mine…but you’d make my cousin very happy if you reviewed ^^