Do you remember?

Barrie18, you are pretty much on the mark with the way things went between Iason and Raoul. And Iason did move on.



JDragonscribe, dear, you made me laugh! I hope I didn\'t ruin your reputation at the library, though!



Jishe, he, he, I\'d send Raoul to you for comfort anytime! Or anything else you have in mind ;)



DTE, Riki is what Riki does, beautiful and sexy!



Luvsjazz, I am glad you enjoy the story, but I did not really understand what you meant about Katze and Daryl. In the anime and the book, they weren\'t a couple, and I did not mention them too much so far, let alone saying something about them being together. I hope you don\'t take hard my comment, and I hope you will still enjoy the story.



I apologize, guys, for the long wait! I hope you will like it!







- Maybe there are only two ways for you to make up.

- Oh …

- Yeah, fight or fuck.

- Riki!

- What, it’s not like I’ll mind!

- You better.

Iason’s lips drew a pout.

- I know you’re mine. But you and Raoul had something, and I truly think it is hard for you to lose such a friendship.

- He took you from me.

- He gave me back to you. He could have chosen differently.

- I would have killed him otherwise.

- I don’t think he feared you.

- Why do you care so much?

- Raoul is my …

A hand in Riki’s hair made the boy yelp.

- Your what?

- My friend, too. Iason, stop being a shithead!

- Do you fuck all your friends, Riki?

- Nope, just the sexy ones.

A murderous look warned Riki that he was trespassing, again. So he bent to lick closed lips.

- You’re not my friend. And you’re not sexy.

- Oh, no? So you don’t like me?

- Nope.

The incredulous look in Iason’s eyes spoke volumes, making Riki laugh.

- Silly! He chided. I don’t like you, I adore you, and you’re not sexy, you’re absolutely gorgeous. And you’re my precious lover!

With that, Riki straddled Iason’s midsection and placed his lover’s open palm on his chest. Looking him straight in the eyes, his own gleaming, he whispered:

- My heart is beating for you.

- Oh, Riki!

- Be friends with Raoul, again. For me, please!

- You little …

Iason’s protests were covered with a kiss.





- Hey, I know you!

It was not exactly a pet auction the place where Katze expected to stumble upon Raoul. The Blondie looked perfectly yummy, in his expensive black clothes, adorned with a white cape, despite the blue circles under his eyes, and the imprint of his latest sufferings all over his face. The dealer could not unglue his eyes from the arched lips, swallowing hard. “Kiss me”, they seemed to say, and he needed to shake his head several times, when Raoul demanded an answer.

- You called me that day. Who are you?

- Hm … I used to be in Iason’s service.

- Were you part of his harem? How could I forget such a pretty face? When was that?

Katze felt himself growing hot under the collar. The compliment caught him unprepared.

- No, I was his Furniture, six years ago.

- Oh! A tinge of regret marred Raoul’s tone.

“Yeap, no illusions for you, Katze. What did you expect?” He cleared his throat, but his eyes were drawn again to those red lips.

- I have a message from Riki.

Raoul moved closer to Katze, waiting for the secret to be shared. His closeness made the dealer broke into a sweat. Now those lips were inches from him. He tried to pack things up neatly.

- He says you should talk to Iason. And he misses your friendship.

- Oh. Is that all?

The question was asked casually, but for Katze, it sounded like an imperative to spill it all out. “What the hell”, he said to himself.

- He also told me to give you this, and he suddenly grabbed Raoul’s shoulders, and kissed him on the lips for a brief second.

He didn’t wait for Raoul’s reaction and rushed through the door with eyes closed and a hand to his mouth, afraid of losing the sensation. “I kissed a Blondie!” He felt strangely happy, and he went out onto the streets, like walking on air. He did not throw a glance back, or he would have noticed emerald eyes, tinged with amusement and curiosity, assessing his back, especially one part about which Katze didn’t know attracted a serious amount of looks from Elites and pets alike.



The hand moved elegantly across the chess board. Iason didn’t care much for the game, though. He was trying to dig into Raoul’s beautiful features with his unwavering gaze.

- So, do you really think we can just leave it all behind?

The question seemed to be asked out of the blue, but Raoul was expecting it. Iason knew that, as well, noticing the slight stiffness in Raoul’s shoulders.

- No, actually I don’t, but, since Riki insisted …

- He what?!

Iason did not sport much of common sense or logic when it came to his beloved pet. He stood up briskly, and threw the chess board off the table with a single blow. The pieces shattered on the floor, but Raoul continued to fix his own hands, like something really interesting was taking place there. Iason could not stand someone else having more composure than himself. So he grabbed Raoul by the collar and began shaking him.

- Sneaking behind my back? Again, Raoul? And I thought you came here with good intentions!

Raoul grabbed firmly Iason’s wrist and twisted it in a rapid movement that made the other Blondie yelp in pain and surprise. That was enough to ignite what had been left unsaid between the two Blondies. They landed on the floor, rolling one over each other, each trying to reach the other’s neck. The ruckus did not pass unnoticed.

- And now you two are behaving like twelve year olds!

Riki was standing there, his hands on his hips, chiding the two Elites. Iason threw him a murderous look.

- After I’m done with him, you’re next!

- Nobody’s next, Iason. You should calm down. Raoul is your friend.

Turning towards Raoul, Riki asked nonchalantly:

- Did Katze deliver the message?

From the floor, still on his back, Raoul nodded.

- All of it?

Another nod was the answer. Iason sensed something was amiss on his part, so he asked impatiently, still straddling Raoul:

- What is this all about?

Carding through his hair, Riki answered:

- I sent Raoul a message to come here to see you, through Katze. And don’t say a word about killing him, because I like the guy, and I will make sure to be sullen for days and you won’t get fucked in the meantime.

The menace seemed to reach home, as Iason let go of Raoul’s garments, allowing him to get up.

- Oh, and I also sent him a kiss, which our daring Katze delivered, despite his initial refusal.

Iason was staring at Riki, like he should have been sent to the asylum. Raoul blushed slightly, remembering the kiss from Katze. The ex-Furniture. What a shame! Iason said bluntly:

- We will see each other again, Raoul. Now I have to talk something to Riki.

Raoul nodded and moved towards the door. Before leaving, he added:

- Too bad he is a castrate. Such beautiful face and body gone to waste.

Ignoring Iason’s glare, Riki exclaimed:

- My opinion, exactly!



Iason grabbed Riki’s hair and pulled in anger.

- Ouch! What’s wrong with you? I bet Katze didn’t feel a thing!

- Oh, and how do you know that? Did you ask him?

- No, but he used to be your Furniture, right? He doesn’t have a dick!

The Blondie didn’t let go of his lover’s hair, but pulled him closer and kissed him hard on the lips. Absently, he caressed Riki’s lips.

- Do you know how Katze got his scar?

- No, but from the look in your eyes, I bet you had something to do with it.

Riki’s look was accusatory.

- C’mon now, Iason, it was just a peck! I just wanted to determine Katze to do something wild once in a while, and Raoul to be drawn out of his state of mind! Nothing else, really!

Iason let go of Riki’s hair and stood on the armchair with his pet on his lap.

- Let me tell you a little about Katze, Riki. He used to be my Furniture six years ago. One day …

- Oh, let me guess, let me guess, you caught him digging something dirty in your files! Riki’s laughter made Iason smile.

- Guess again.

- But he’s so nifty with computers! What else did he do? Fingerbanged your pets?

- No, but there was a little secret that he tried to conceal.

Riki adjusted his position, waiting to hear a good story.

- I was never interested in seeing Katze’s naked body, as I know how the procedure goes. There’s nothing interesting about Furniture.

- But Katze is interesting, isn’t he? Riki’s eyes gleamed with excitement.

- Yes, more than you imagine. I walked over him, while he was bathing. Totally accidentally, as I was not supposed to be home at that hour. And Katze was not supposed to use the master bathroom at his pleasure. It was too late for him to cover himself. I punished him.

- What? Do you mean Katze is ….?

- Yes, Katze is whole, like you and me. I wanted to have him terminated for his audacity. But I wanted to know how he managed to succeed in doing such a thing. He told me everything, how he broke into the mainframe, acquired himself a Furniture ID, constructed a solid file and ended up in my service. He told me that he wanted so much to get out of the slums, that it was worth taking the risk. When asked, he vowed that he didn’t touch any pet, in fact, anyone, and that I was the only one knowing his secret. I slashed his face so he would remember. But I was impressed with his skills of infiltrating in the system, so I decided to give him something to do, according to his skills.

- Wow, Iason, that’s really something! That is why Katze does not look effeminate, like most Furniture! Look who was all cock and balls!

- I wanted him to be efficient, so I told him that I would let him keep his manhood, in exchange of a vow of virginity.

- Oh, Iason, that was cold!

- So … Iason grabbed Riki’s hair again, … I bet you gave poor Katze some wet dreams …

Riki laughed wholeheartedly, like he had said a good joke.

- How do you know wasn’t Raoul that gave him those wet dreams? It seems he really did kiss our Blondie friend.

Iason stopped, pondering for a second. Riki grinned.

- Are you thinking at what I’m thinking?

Iason’s lips curved in a knowingly smile.

- Perhaps.