Jupiter's Pet

Disclaimer: This is owned by its author Rieko Yoshihara, and I’m only borrowing. You may notice many key points were also borrowed from Kira Takenouchi, who has written the ‘The Taming Riki’ Series.

Chapter 2

Iason knew all the laws and rules specified for pets, and mainly because he’d made most of them. And the main rule was that an owner of a pet had full jurisdiction of said pet. The pet could be bought and sold just like a car or building. A pet’s very life was at the discretion of his owner. Property was property. Iason opened his mouth to voice a question when his eyes lingered on Riki’s collar. Riki belonged to another, and until he could locate this new owner, he was jeopardizing the pet’s wellbeing. By forcing Riki into revealing the name of his Master, he could possibly cause the pet to be punished. Since that wasn’t want Iason desired, he offered Riki a stiff nod and turned to leave.

A lyric of, shit, shit, shit, ran through the smaller man’s thoughts. Iason’s jewel blue eyes stared deeply into brown and then fell to his throat, and just when Riki was sure Iason was going to speak up Iason suddenly offered a short nod and walked away.

The look that Iason had given before he left had Riki wondering why the Blondie had paled. Riki watched Iason’s lean back and long blonde hair move farther and farther away, and he wanted nothing more than to call him back. Closing his eyes for a moment he sighed and turned away with a resigned look on his face. Iason wasn’t his Master anymore. He belonged to Jupiter as her pet, and this time he’d accepted it willingly.

“Sir, Riki, I believe you wished to shop?” Nine calmly reminded his charge.

With a blink, Riki nodded slowly than more rapidly. “Yes, I did want to take a look around the plaza.” Walking slowly down the large section of store windows, Riki looked over the displayed merchandise with a dismissive gaze while his thoughts reviewed over what had just happened. He never noticed the young pet following him with curious eyes. With as many Elites, pets and Master’s roaming around the plaza it really shouldn’t have been unexpected. The droids’ main concerns were protecting their maker’s property, and as long the crowd kept away from the small mongrel, they were satisfied.

Darwin had noticed the mongrel pet when Lord Mink was speaking to the smaller man, and with a wandering stare, noted he was not alone in sneaking looks towards them.

There weren’t many that could seriously disregard the beauty of the pet. The pet’s pure black hair in itself was a rarity, and it went without saying it was lovely how it shined under the artificial light. Most pets had jeweled colored hair, and the Elite members of society sported an array of rainbow selected colors. Only the tall and truly beautiful power hitters on this planet had blonde hair. They were a special breed apart, and it had been rumored that they had been genetically made by Jupiter herself. That was the reason they carried the moniker, ‘Blondies.’

As he watched, Darwin took in the sleek form of the pet. He wasn’t bulky in muscles, but you could see the lean power under his clothing. Staring with narrowed eyes, Darwin noticed the darker hue to the pet’s skin; it really was a pleasing aspect to the pet’s overall look. He’d heard that it had been darker years ago, and thinking on it, the pet had been restricted inside Lord Mink’s penthouse. That could account for the now lighter skin tone.

When the Syndicate Lord walked away, Darwin began to follow the pet. Darwin really wanted to meet Riki because he’d heard so much about him. He’d heard the rumors that Lord Mink was no longer the pet’s master, but no one seemed to know who owned the mongrel presently. There were speculations that it was another Blonde or very wealthy Elite, but the name was unknown to everyone.

What made the situation unique was that Mink had kept the pet for over three years, an unheard of practice. That in itself was what made Darwin curious because as a pet himself, he was owned by a Blondie, but not of as high station as Mink. His master was a genetic bio scientist, and he’d been with his master for ten years. His master, Saitama, had specially designed his DNA signature and bio selections long before the attempt was done to produce Darwin. It had been a year after tests had been completed that Darwin had taken his first breath.

Immediately after his creation or birth, the child had been placed in a private orphanage. He was informed when he was older, that when he turned twelve, his master would come for him. He had been sent to school and instructed on manners, and educated to the position that would be his. When Darwin finally turned twelve, his Master sent a message that he’d had a breakthrough with the DNA strand that controlled a pet’s longevity of life. Darwin had been taken to a medical facility and informed that his Master was arriving to inject him with a series of drugs in order to change his growth properties. Without ever seeing his Master, he had been put under. A team of doctors and nurses had cared for him. Six weeks later his DNA had been changed.

When the procedure was finally over, Darwin had been returned to the private orphanage for another two years of training. Saitama could have stopped the pet’s aging all together, but the risks were too high for being revealed. Jupiter only allowed her chosen children to keep a pet for two years. So in order to keep the pet without anyone noticing the boy getting older, he had programmed the DNA growth strand to age the pet one year for every five that the boy lived. While in true years Darwin was nearly 24 years of age, his growth in body revealed only a 14 year old boy.

His Master, Saitama made sure to change Darwin’s hair color and eyes every few years. There were very few that knew the Scientist closely, and his pet knew the man preferred it that way. Darwin, in his Master’s eyes was the masterpiece of his accomplishments. Saitama was a busy man, and having to change pets every few years was too bothersome for the Scientist. His research was his life, and his private life was just that, private. Plus there were times Darwin knew his Master would become so absorbed in his work that he would go for days without sleep or eating, so with such a hectic lifestyle he disliked change. Many would have just advised to forego a pet, but Saitama also enjoyed the release and pleasure, Darwin, as his pet offered, and this pet was made to his precise specifications. How much more perfect could it get?

So shadowing the moving pet, and with seemingly surreptitious looks, Darwin began to note the pet’s likes and dislikes. He would keep an eye out for him and if lucky, he would be able chance some type of opening to meet this pet.

--Iason&Riki--

“I saw Lord Mink today, Master.” Riki was pacing along the large windows that oversaw the city of Tanagura. It was another rainy day, but small slivers of sunlight shone past the portions of thin breaks in between the clouds.

“Yes, I’m aware of that fact. I commend you on your answers, Pet.” Jupiter answered. She took in the picture of her pet as he paced back and forth. The agitation clearly made aware as he stared out the windows. She silently watched Riki and again focused on the unexplained aspect this pet had that had enticed her beautiful son to revolt against her.

Yes, the pet was lovely, but not as flawlessly beautiful as could be seen on many another pets face. His form was to the most part exceptional. Could this be the allure? The mongrel did have a strong lean shape, and she had seen him undressed. His body was well made, and the usual pale skin was missing to conform to a darker skin tone. She also enjoyed the willful and playful spirit of the pet. Riki amused her at times, and his thought process was unique.

The teachers informed her that he was quick in learning. A bit lax on completing homework assignments in order for the pet to fix the information in his mind, but that was resolved with the threat of punishment.

Their daily visits were becoming more comfortable now that the small pet wasn’t fearful that she would extract punishment for any slight. That too had her curious of how her son, Iason treated this youth. Her pet had been most behaved with only small altercations between them, and only a few times had Riki truly been punished.

Flashback

Riki walked towards a room in the penthouse that he’d never seen before. A shiver ran down his spine. The punishment droid followed in a floating silence while his Master lectured.

“I’d already warned you once before Pet about giving offense to your teachers.”

“Master, he was insulting and muttering about having to teach a mongrel—” Riki attempted to explain.

“Enough!” Jupiter said sharply.

A dark head lowered and a flush ran up his cheeks. “Yes, Master.”

“As I informed you before, if a teacher displays such disrespect, you are to tell me. Did you, pet?”

Of course he hadn’t, Riki had lost his temper and all the harsh and ugly words from his past had risen up to curse the bastard teacher. He’d shown that Elite how creative he could be from insulting his intelligence to mocking his method in teaching.

The teacher, an Elite named Marcello who taught at the academy, had of course been offended and affronted that a mongrel placed himself above the man. He had stated coldly that he was leaving and would not be returning.

It wasn’t until after man left with a slam of the door that Riki suddenly stood frozen at the table where he’d been having his lessons that he realized his Owner would need an accounting of his actions. Wincing and feeling his heart pounding in dread, he slowly turned around to see Jupiter’s shimmering form floating there with a very stern look.

Riki could feel the heated flush crawl up his cheeks. Lowering his eyes he answered shamefully, “No Owner.”

The A.I.’s eyes seemed to sparkle with anger, “Report to the room where your punishment droid has taken possession of. I believe it’s time you learn there is a price for your disobedience.”

The pet had staunchly accepted the punishment, and kept his silence until the pain grew to a degree that he began sobbing and begging for an end. The Punishment droid continued to monitor the pet’s physical body in case of any danger. Jupiter had been in attendance to make sure nothing permanent could cause the pet to truly be harmed, but Riki needed to learn. Jupiter offered only one warning, and if the pet consistently misbehaved, than he would be punished.

Perhaps Riki hadn’t believed Jupiter would punish him due to the almost unlimited freedoms she’d given him, but the past two months had enlightened him on that score.

Two days later a new teacher had arrived, and this time Riki was polite and attentive. The teacher was civil and competent. Jupiter had hired the teacher with her demands; she didn’t need him to become friends with the pet, just to teach him.

Unknown to Riki were the consequences of his last teacher. Jupiter would never inform her pet, but Marcello’s actions when his duties had been clearly explained, had angered the A.I. No one disregarded her rules without injury. He’d forced her to punish her wayward pet. Yes, Riki might have deserved it, but that flagrant disregard to her commands from someone she’d hired did not sit well with her.

Later the man would always hold his suspicious opinion that the Pet’s master had had something to do with it. He’d tried to confirm it and failed, but the new orders from high above had Marcello sent to another planet to teach. Marcello had been infuriated to have been pushed from his prestigious position of fifteen years at the academy only to now teach on some backwater planet.

The three teachers now knew there was something special with this pet and to keep any private opinions to themselves. After Marcello’s dismissal and it couldn’t be considered anything less, the new teachers knew to keep only to their duties and any thoughtless remarks mute.

End of Flashback

She broke into the growing silence, “I believe it would be best to return to our original topic from yesterday.”

Riki turned from the view of the city to pay attention to his master. He ran a hand through his hair sighing, “We left off,” a frown of thought creased his forehead, “on a few debates if I remember right.”

“Yes, you are correct. We spoke of the economics of Amori verses the lack of true marketing materials on the planet in order to join the mass trade between inter-planets, and the moral and ethical use of providing human flesh for sale.” Then Jupiter added softly. “Then the topic changed later to when you were owned by Lord Mink.”

Riki slipped to the pedestal where his owner shimmered and floated, and he gracefully knelt down next to it onto the pillow placed for his comfort. “Yes, I do recall those two subjects being discussed.” While he remembered them, only one of them was he really wishing to return to. The three years imprisoned with his Blonde Master still disturbed him on some level. Riki wasn’t sure why or when it began, but any thoughts returning to that time sent a chill down his spine.

“Before we began our daily chat I wish to discover how you felt with you met with Lord Mink.”

Eyes dropped, and Riki thought over what he would say. He’d learned that Jupiter would not tolerate any type of lie. “I was surprised at first.”

“Did you feel anything towards him?” Jupiter was curious if the pet felt something for Iason. After all they had shared a very intimate living arrangement for three years. Yes, she knew the Blonde had paired with the mongrel, but what was it that Iason would flaunt his actions against society in order to keep the boy. Iason Mink even attempted to bargain with her in order to keep the pet. That is what she desired to know.

“I’m not entirely sure. I felt…angry. I wanted to yell at him, and another part of me wanted to…” Riki flushed. It wasn’t in his nature to be so opened to anyone, not even himself. Jupiter had even changed the voice on his droid Nine in order to converse more naturally. She wanted Riki to become friends with Nine, she said it would help him think things out. So far it was easy things, and most of the time it was Riki asking questions he didn’t know the answers to. Nine was helpful when they wandered around the city. Sure, Riki had lived in the city for three years, but it wasn’t as if he’d been able to explore it. Nine made sure he kept to the safe areas, and wasn’t chased off by merchants when Riki wanted to eat out, or buy things from their stores.

“I’m pleased to know you held your antagonism in check, my pet. Lord Mink is still the Head of the Syndicate, and you must give him your full respect.” Jupiter reminded. “Now, explain why you felt the need to express your anger at him. Perhaps that will help you understand, and I’ll see if I can help you understand it yourself, but before we get to that part, complete your sentence. You wanted to what?”

He wanted to pull his hair out, and after a few moments he sighed loudly. “I didn’t want him to go.” Riki looked up to his Owner with a small frown on his forehead, “I don’t understand why I felt that way.” Frustration sounded in his tone, “I mean, he kept me captured for three years, he punished me nearly all the time. For god’s sake, I had to wear a fucking cock ring!” Finally his tone turned harsh with resentment from the past.

Jupiter forgave the crude language because the pet was opening up, plus she felt he was entitled to a bit of anger. “But you are a pet, Riki. How else should he have treated you?” They had had this discussion before of how Iason obtained Riki as a pet. She’d had to explain that mongrels didn’t have any rights. If that ruffian had killed him as the youth had intended that evening, according to her laws Riki would have just been dead. Nothing would have been cited against his murderer. So if Riki thought about it, having been acquired as a pet was the lesser price he’d had to pay.

Eyes widened a bit because it was rare that Jupiter would say his name, but for the moment he ignored it. “Because he didn’t have the right to steal me off the streets, and I never agreed to become his pet!”

“I believe we are returning to already charted areas’ Pet.”

Dark brown eyes spit with anger, “And I still believe it wasn’t right! I was a free man, and no one has the right to just spirit me away from my home like I was just some lost animal.”

Softly, so softly, “Tell me about your life with Lord Mink. Was it truly so hard to live with him?”

“Yes…yes it was.” Riki looked to the floor and softly spoke. Jupiter listened intently as she learned his life. Yes, Iason had been harsh, but what the Pet didn’t realize as of yet, that a Riki at seventeen was a much different Riki now at twenty. Having lived with Iason had trained the pet to a certain lifestyle and a better behavior. He’d grown up a lot, and he’d learned even if the teachings had been restrictive and painful.

Those lessons were the results of the Mongrel having accepted her request to be her pet. She would help him accept, but Jupiter would never come out and state her knowledge. Riki in many ways continued to fight for what he felt was freedom, except he didn’t realize that his idea of freedom was empty with no real substance behind it. Being poor, hungry and cold was no freedom at all, it was just poverty that led to broken spirits and death, but she would help him learn the difference.

TBC...

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