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Pet Shop of Horrors is not mine. I'm not making any money from writing this fic. I’m only using the characters to have some fun! XD
Chapter 4
I have the next chapter for you. I hope you’ll like it although I had to cut it in half. It was way to long for my liking. I hope you forgive me for it. ;)
Disclaimer: The original story is not mine. I'm only using it to have some fun! XD
Warnings: Still nothing. They have a much longer way to go before something happens. ;)
Thank you for all the reviews! *bows*
Chapter 4
The phone call
Leon couldn’t believe his own body was playing such a prank on him. He just couldn’t have gotten hard thinking of D in such an erotic way. He shouldn’t have even thought about the Count like that at all. It was just unthinkable, but nonetheless happened, and now Leon was in trouble and the situation was getting worse and worse.
“Leon, what is the matter?” asked his companion.
‘I can’t tell him! It’s so embarrassing. I’m fucked up! What the hell should I do?!’ Leon panicked. He was really afraid D would notice his state and he didn’t know how the Chinese man would react. ‘How the hell would I explain it? I was thinking about you on your knees and I got a hard on? That’s just… Hell!’
“I’m starting to worry, Detective. Tell me what is the matter with you?” D asked again, this time more urgently.
Leon made a last attempt to find a suitable lie, but failed. He would never tell D the truth, but his problem was too insistent and didn’t want to go away. No matter what Leon said, D would notice what the problem here really was. The detective feared that D knew already, but was just too polite to say anything. ‘Either way, I’m done. It’s the end of me,’ thought the detective desperately.
Before either of them could say anything more there was a small growl, and the next moment sharp teeth sank into Leon’s thigh.
“OWW!” he bellowed, trying to pry T-chan from his leg. D’s pet made the bite very painful, a lot more than ever before, and Leon wondered briefly if this time he would bleed from it.
“T-chan! Let go of the Detective right away!” D cried. He looked and sounded really angry. He sprung to his feet and advanced toward Leon and the now growling and glaring totetsu. T-chan let go of Leon, but was still very angrily looking at the human.
“I told you the stupid goat will end up eating somebody someday, and I really don’t want to be on his menu,” said Leon, annoyed as well but also relieved. The pain from T-chan’s bite had made his urgent and uncomfortable problem go away. ‘The stupid animal made good use of his teeth for once, even if I’ll have some scars.’ Leon inspected his leg. It hurt, but wasn’t damaged badly. He probably had some nasty scratches on his skin, but nothing serious, and he wasn’t bleeding, not much anyway.
He could tell T-chan had used a lot of strength and wondered what had the little monster so worked up to bite so strongly. ‘Did T-chan sense my arousal and didn’t like it because it was directed at D? Nah, it’s not possible. That goat couldn’t be so intelligent,’ thought Leon, watching as D berated T-chan. The Count was really annoyed with the whole situation and T-chan was cowering by now, wailing pitifully and not able to look into D’s eyes. Despite his leg hurting like hell, Leon took pity on him.
“D,” he tried to gain D’s attention with no luck. The man was still taking it out on T-chan. The animal looked really miserable by now and Leon tried once more. “D!” This time he raised his voice slightly and D looked at him. He could tell the Count was still quite pissed and Leon felt rather good knowing that D cared enough to get really angry at one of his favorite pets because of something that pet did to him.
“Let it go, Count. We both know he doesn’t like me much. It’s nothing new so give it a rest,” he tried. Leon felt rather stupid defending the weird goat, and that said animal together with his master were now looking at him as if he had lost his mind didn’t help at all.
“Are you really feeling well, Detective?” D hurried to Leon’s side and placed his palm on the Detective’s forehead.
“What are you doing, D? I’m just fine!” Leon pulled away from D’s touch. He didn’t want to take any chances on getting aroused again.
“I don’t think so. T-chan just bit you and you’re defending him? You must be really sick.”
“I am not! Ugr… Look at him, D. Even if I don’t like him much, I think he’s had enough,” Leon pointed at the trembling, pitiful figure cowering on the ground. It looked like T-chan wanted to make himself as small as possible. If Leon didn’t know better, he would think that D was actually hurting the animal physically. He saw Count D glance at his pet and the anger visible on his face just a moment ago faded away in a blink of an eye.
“T-chan. Come here to me,” D got to his knees and opened his arms for the totetsu. T-chan whimpered and came into D’s embrace, hiding there and licking D’s face as a silent apology. D held his pet and whispered something Leon couldn’t hear, then after a short while he straightened up and looked at Leon with a mysterious expression. Leon couldn’t tell what that look meant and he wasn’t sure he wanted to know. Even so, D enlightened him.
“Detective, you don’t even know how surprised I am, shocked and also proud of you. T-chan must have bitten you very badly and you didn’t yell at him. Instead you defended him from me,”
D looked at him the whole time with an expression on his face that Leon started to interpret as stunned admiration. He felt flattered by it, but he also felt he didn’t deserve it. ‘Considering the kind of thoughts I had just a while ago, your pet did the right thing,’ he thought.
He wasn’t about to tell anybody about it, but he looked at T-chan and saw a warning in his eyes. Now he was sure the totetsu was only watching over D and thought Leon was a threat. The Detective thought about it for a moment. He couldn’t imagine himself doing anything bad to D, never, ever in his life. He wouldn’t be able to live with himself if he did something bad to the Count, but T-chan couldn’t have known about it.
“I’ll let you off this time, you stupid goat, but I don’t want a next time, ever,” he said to the totetsu.
They watched each other for a while, neither of them wanting to back off. Leon had stopped noticing his own weird behavior months ago. He couldn’t remember knowing another person, except D and Chris, that treated animals as if they were as intelligent as humans and understood everything humans told them. He couldn’t remember when he had started to behave like that, but he treated D’s pets not only as pets anymore. They were D’s family. He saw how much the Chinese man loved every single one of them and knew that they were a very important part of the Count’s life.
T-chan growled one last time and huffed, then sat there near the blanket Leon and D were seated on, watching the Detective intensely the whole time. Leon ignored the stare and sat down again. His leg was hurting. He wondered if he was still bleeding. Even if so, he was fortunately wearing dark jeans today and the blood wouldn’t show. At least if there wasn’t much of it.
“We should return to the shop and I should look at your leg, Detective. T-chan bit you quite badly and you are in pain,” said D, concern written all over his face.
“I’m fine, D. Don’t worry. I’ve had worse things happen to me than a lousy bite,” he said reassuringly. ‘No way in hell am I going to let him see me without my pants on. Okay, stop that thought. I don’t need another hard on at this moment.’
T-chan gave him a dirty look, but didn’t growl or anything that Leon had anticipated. The animal held still and lay peacefully. Only now did Leon realize that T-chan had laid himself between him and D as if the totetsu wanted to protect his owner.
“I’ll bet my hand that if I reach out and try to touch you, he’ll bite it off,” said the Detective. He wanted to change the subject with rather a poor result.
“I am aware that you have had worse injuries, but I would feel more at ease if you let me see the wounds,” said D, stubbornly ignoring Leon’s comment about his pet.
“You’re not going to see me naked!” he snapped and instantly regretted it. He knew his choice of words was the worst he could have used, but there was no turning back from it now. He looked at D and saw his reddened face, which he knew mirrored his own. He could feel it. D was truly embarrassed and Leon could see it clearly in the way the man tried to find something to say. He himself was desperately looking for a way to make the tension suddenly present in the air disappear. They both heard T-chan’s growl and that made both of them snap out of the weird daze while they were looking in one another’s eyes.
“I didn’t say anything about wanting to see you naked, Detective. I was only trying to…” D averted his eyes from Leon as he spoke. He was clearly at a loss for words. That didn’t happen a lot. D was always eloquent and knew what to say, and right now he definitely didn’t.
The silence stretched and when Leon was about to say something, anything to end it, D started to speak again, this time changing the subject although he still didn’t look at Leon.
“Anyway, T-chan’s behavior, as scandalous as it is, is rather natural. He’s only thinking of my welfare and wants to protect me, my dear Detective. Although I sometimes really wonder what makes him bite you so often.” D looked thoughtful.
It looked to Leon like D really was thinking about T-chan’s behavior and that he had already forgotten his embarrassment from just a while back. The color of his cheeks was also returning to normal.
“I’m not even trying to guess,” the Detective laughed, although this time he thought he knew and the quick glance he and T-chan exchanged only confirmed his guess. “What I want to know is how the hell is he even here? You locked the shop when we were going out, I saw it. Is there a way he could open the door on his own?” Leon looked suspiciously at the totetsu.
“Oh, that is impossible, Detective. The lock is very firm and not easy to open. My guess would be that he snuck out before we exited the shop and hid himself somewhere nearby to watch where we were going.”
“It’s an explanation,” Leon shrugged. D might be right that T-chan went ahead and hid, watching them from afar, and when he thought D needed help he came and assaulted Leon. ‘I think I should watch out more. This little monster is only waiting for an opportunity to sink his teeth into me.’
“Don’t worry, Detective. I’ll give him a lesson he won’t forget and he will be all nice to you from now on,” said D merrily.
Leon and T-chan shivered, the totetsu looking miserable again. They weren’t fooled. There was a sharp edge in D’s voice that didn’t bode well for T-chan at all.
“And now we can continue with our picnic,” D smiled happily, pouring himself another cup of tea.
‘I feel sorry for you, buddy. I really do,’ Leon thought while he followed D’s movements.
‘Thanks.’
Leon blinked. He looked at D, but the man was deep in his own thoughts and it didn’t look like he had spoken, but Leon had clearly heard a voice. He looked around, but they were alone and the people that were nearby were too far away from Leon to hear them speak.
‘What the…?’ He looked at the only living creature near enough to hear except D. T-chan was lying peacefully, but Leon couldn’t stop himself from thinking that the totetsu looked sour. The voice he had heard sounded sour as well. ‘It couldn’t be, could it?’ he thought watching T-chan.
The animal picked that particular moment to look at him. Their eyes locked for a second and a mutual understanding went through them, or that was what Leon thought happened at that moment. T-chan averted his gaze and the feeling faded as fast as it had appeared. After that Leon sat there thoughtfully, only half aware of what D was saying to him. He had many things to think about, D’s mysterious pets only one of them.
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The phone started to ring so D made his way to see who was disturbing him at this late hour. It was after nine in the evening and D was enjoying his time sitting on the sofa with his pets all around him. ‘I hope it’s important. I was so comfortable just now,’ he thought, picking up the phone.
“Count D’s Pet Shop. How may I help you?” he asked politely, hoping at the same time that it wasn’t anything stupid and that none of the pets that he had sold were ill.
“Good evening, dear Count. I hope I didn’t disturb your free time,” said the man on the other end of the phone.
D recognized him immediately. “Good evening, Mr. Mason. It’s quite all right. What can I do for you?” Although D sounded as polite as always he wasn’t pleased at all with the man calling him. He hadn’t sorted out his emotions after his talk with the Detective yet.
“I wanted to ask if you had made any decisions yet regarding joining ‘La Volupté’. Right now I’m at the club and thought I could talk to the owner about it,” came Mason‘s sly voice.
D was irritated that the man was pushing him to decide so soon. They agreed on a week and a week hadn’t passed yet. “I was thinking about it, but-“ he started, but was interrupted.
“Count, please. Listen to me before you refuse. I assure you that you won’t regret joining the club. I can guarantee you that you will definitely like it, just say yes,” the man sounded desperate.
‘Why does he want me to join so much?’ wondered D as he listened to Mason’s talking.
“When the owner found out that I know you he asked me to ask you to join. You’re well known among the members of ‘La Volupté’ and if you join I can assure you that you’ll be treated with the highest respect and care, as you deserve the best,”
“It is very kind of you, Mr. Mason, to say those things, although I need to ask. Is this a bribe?” D was very curious how the man would react to that question so he waited for a response.
“I’m just telling the truth, my dear Count. You are a special person. You deserve the best treatment there is, and you’ll receive the best.”
“I’m not that special. I’m just a pet shop owner,” D countered.
“It’s not about what you do, but who you are and you’re a special person, noble with more grace and intelligence than I’ve ever witnessed in a person before,” Mason kept sweet talking.
D wondered who was making him say those things. He knew the man wasn’t dumb, but he doubted that he alone had thought of those words. ‘The owner wants me, but why? Even if I didn’t agree to help the police, right now I would seriously consider joining the club. I’m very curious who this owner is, and what he wants from me. Why is he so set on having me there? I really should investigate it. Since they want me there so much I can use it and see if they really make people disappear.'
“…” D considered what to say, but he didn’t know how much more Mason would push before he retreated. Fortunately Mason made the decision for him.
“It won’t harm you to try for a while. Let‘s say a trial period. After that if you don’t like it you can always resign. So, what do you say Count? It’s a win-win situation; you won’t lose anything by agreeing.”
Mason was trying very hard. D could see that and he could also see that the man had run out of ammunition. ‘If I hesitate more I lose my chance to get there. Although I don’t like the thought of owing this man anything, I really am curious now about what is so special in that club.’
“You are right, Mr. Mason. It is a win-win situation and I can at least try for a while,” he decided.
“You won’t regret it, dear Count. I assure you of that. I’ll be telling the owner to prepare the files and send you the club card. Without it you won’t be able to go inside ‘La Volupté’.” Mason sounded really happy and relieved.
‘Something is definitely fishy about this enrollment.’
“Alright, Mr. Mason. I’ll be waiting for some news then.”
“Yes, Count. It won’t take long now and I hope I’ll see you at the club very soon. Good bye, Count D.”
“Good bye.” D disconnected the call and went to sit in his usual chair.
‘Done. Now all I have to do is wait for the result. Oh, Leon won’t be pleased.’ D remembered the way Leon had reacted to the news that D would be helping the police. D could tell that Detective Orcot had been doing everything to remain calm about it, but some of the Detective’s comments had made it clear that he didn’t like the idea at all.
After they had both come to an unspoken agreement to change the subject, they had teased each other and at one point the teasing had become dangerous. D had said some things without even realizing how Leon would react to them, and the human had asked him questions that D wasn’t ready to face yet. He didn’t want to think about his own behavior regarding the Detective. He didn’t like the image Leon inflicted on his mind. D would kneel to no one, especially not because that someone was handsome and stunningly masculine. He blushed imagining it, but managed to will the blush away. Although, even after three days he still felt a small blush creeping onto his cheeks at the thought.
His blushing wasn’t even the worst part. Leon’s behavior just a few moments later had been even worse. The human had been blushing himself and D didn’t even want to start thinking about what Leon had had on his mind back then.
T-chan had made some of the tension go away, although the totetsu had behaved really oddly. After they returned to the shop and D had talked with T-chan seriously after Leon’s departure, he couldn’t get T-chan to say what made him worked up enough to bite the Detective so hard. After the incident the picnic had gone smoothly, even with Leon half the time being very quiet, as if thinking about something very intensely. D was happy that their little trip had gone so well. He was planning another picnic as soon as Leon had a day off.
Leon was still busy with work, but he came every day even if only to say hello. The first day after the picnic he came past ten in the evening. D was ready to go to bed. He was even in his nightshirt with a robe on over it and making the last cup of tea for the day when he heard someone at the door. Either an emergency had occurred or D had an unwelcome guest. He was so stunned when he opened the door and saw Leon there that he forgot to let the Detective in. After a few minutes of silently staring at each other, and eyeing D in Leon’s case, the Detective told D that he wanted only to make sure he was alright and that he just finished work and was on his way home.
D hadn’t come out of his stunned state until Leon bid him good night and turned to leave, going up the stairs. Only then D recovered enough to wish Detective Orcot a pleasant night as well. After that, D closed the shop for the night and made his way to bed, but sleep didn’t come to him that quickly. All his thoughts were running in circles, over and over again replaying the scene at the door with Leon as the main character. At last D became too tired to think and fell asleep with the most disturbing and unsettled feelings he had ever felt, not being able to distinguish even what he was exactly feeling.
The next day Detective Orcot came earlier. It was a little bit past seven and this time Leon brought D sweets and stayed until D devoured them all. They talked casually, but neither of them mentioned ‘La Volupté’ or Leon’s previous night’s visit. Detective Orcot looked tired so after an hour and a half D shooed him out of the shop with the excuse that he had still work to do. He hoped that Leon would go straight home and find his bed the moment he entered his apartment.
D was annoyed with Leon’s Chief. The man apparently didn’t consider that everybody needed a break once in a while or they would collapse and nobody would have any use for them. D feared that the human detective was nearing this point and D started to think about how he should help Leon. D hoped he would think of something before Leon’s next visit.
‘If he doesn’t come today maybe I’ll have time to actually think of a solution.’ D had felt better the last few weeks and he wondered why. He would have wondered longer, but Leon didn’t give him the time. D heard the door bell ring and his heart suddenly started to beat faster. ‘Leon?’
Note: I cut it here, sorry. I'll try updating soon. I hope you liked this chapter. Nothing happened and D hadn't noticed Leon problem. Is this good or bad? You can tell me what you think. ;)
Disclaimer: The original story is not mine. I'm only using it to have some fun! XD
Warnings: Still nothing. They have a much longer way to go before something happens. ;)
Thank you for all the reviews! *bows*
Leon couldn’t believe his own body was playing such a prank on him. He just couldn’t have gotten hard thinking of D in such an erotic way. He shouldn’t have even thought about the Count like that at all. It was just unthinkable, but nonetheless happened, and now Leon was in trouble and the situation was getting worse and worse.
“Leon, what is the matter?” asked his companion.
‘I can’t tell him! It’s so embarrassing. I’m fucked up! What the hell should I do?!’ Leon panicked. He was really afraid D would notice his state and he didn’t know how the Chinese man would react. ‘How the hell would I explain it? I was thinking about you on your knees and I got a hard on? That’s just… Hell!’
“I’m starting to worry, Detective. Tell me what is the matter with you?” D asked again, this time more urgently.
Leon made a last attempt to find a suitable lie, but failed. He would never tell D the truth, but his problem was too insistent and didn’t want to go away. No matter what Leon said, D would notice what the problem here really was. The detective feared that D knew already, but was just too polite to say anything. ‘Either way, I’m done. It’s the end of me,’ thought the detective desperately.
Before either of them could say anything more there was a small growl, and the next moment sharp teeth sank into Leon’s thigh.
“OWW!” he bellowed, trying to pry T-chan from his leg. D’s pet made the bite very painful, a lot more than ever before, and Leon wondered briefly if this time he would bleed from it.
“T-chan! Let go of the Detective right away!” D cried. He looked and sounded really angry. He sprung to his feet and advanced toward Leon and the now growling and glaring totetsu. T-chan let go of Leon, but was still very angrily looking at the human.
“I told you the stupid goat will end up eating somebody someday, and I really don’t want to be on his menu,” said Leon, annoyed as well but also relieved. The pain from T-chan’s bite had made his urgent and uncomfortable problem go away. ‘The stupid animal made good use of his teeth for once, even if I’ll have some scars.’ Leon inspected his leg. It hurt, but wasn’t damaged badly. He probably had some nasty scratches on his skin, but nothing serious, and he wasn’t bleeding, not much anyway.
He could tell T-chan had used a lot of strength and wondered what had the little monster so worked up to bite so strongly. ‘Did T-chan sense my arousal and didn’t like it because it was directed at D? Nah, it’s not possible. That goat couldn’t be so intelligent,’ thought Leon, watching as D berated T-chan. The Count was really annoyed with the whole situation and T-chan was cowering by now, wailing pitifully and not able to look into D’s eyes. Despite his leg hurting like hell, Leon took pity on him.
“D,” he tried to gain D’s attention with no luck. The man was still taking it out on T-chan. The animal looked really miserable by now and Leon tried once more. “D!” This time he raised his voice slightly and D looked at him. He could tell the Count was still quite pissed and Leon felt rather good knowing that D cared enough to get really angry at one of his favorite pets because of something that pet did to him.
“Let it go, Count. We both know he doesn’t like me much. It’s nothing new so give it a rest,” he tried. Leon felt rather stupid defending the weird goat, and that said animal together with his master were now looking at him as if he had lost his mind didn’t help at all.
“Are you really feeling well, Detective?” D hurried to Leon’s side and placed his palm on the Detective’s forehead.
“What are you doing, D? I’m just fine!” Leon pulled away from D’s touch. He didn’t want to take any chances on getting aroused again.
“I don’t think so. T-chan just bit you and you’re defending him? You must be really sick.”
“I am not! Ugr… Look at him, D. Even if I don’t like him much, I think he’s had enough,” Leon pointed at the trembling, pitiful figure cowering on the ground. It looked like T-chan wanted to make himself as small as possible. If Leon didn’t know better, he would think that D was actually hurting the animal physically. He saw Count D glance at his pet and the anger visible on his face just a moment ago faded away in a blink of an eye.
“T-chan. Come here to me,” D got to his knees and opened his arms for the totetsu. T-chan whimpered and came into D’s embrace, hiding there and licking D’s face as a silent apology. D held his pet and whispered something Leon couldn’t hear, then after a short while he straightened up and looked at Leon with a mysterious expression. Leon couldn’t tell what that look meant and he wasn’t sure he wanted to know. Even so, D enlightened him.
“Detective, you don’t even know how surprised I am, shocked and also proud of you. T-chan must have bitten you very badly and you didn’t yell at him. Instead you defended him from me,”
D looked at him the whole time with an expression on his face that Leon started to interpret as stunned admiration. He felt flattered by it, but he also felt he didn’t deserve it. ‘Considering the kind of thoughts I had just a while ago, your pet did the right thing,’ he thought.
He wasn’t about to tell anybody about it, but he looked at T-chan and saw a warning in his eyes. Now he was sure the totetsu was only watching over D and thought Leon was a threat. The Detective thought about it for a moment. He couldn’t imagine himself doing anything bad to D, never, ever in his life. He wouldn’t be able to live with himself if he did something bad to the Count, but T-chan couldn’t have known about it.
“I’ll let you off this time, you stupid goat, but I don’t want a next time, ever,” he said to the totetsu.
They watched each other for a while, neither of them wanting to back off. Leon had stopped noticing his own weird behavior months ago. He couldn’t remember knowing another person, except D and Chris, that treated animals as if they were as intelligent as humans and understood everything humans told them. He couldn’t remember when he had started to behave like that, but he treated D’s pets not only as pets anymore. They were D’s family. He saw how much the Chinese man loved every single one of them and knew that they were a very important part of the Count’s life.
T-chan growled one last time and huffed, then sat there near the blanket Leon and D were seated on, watching the Detective intensely the whole time. Leon ignored the stare and sat down again. His leg was hurting. He wondered if he was still bleeding. Even if so, he was fortunately wearing dark jeans today and the blood wouldn’t show. At least if there wasn’t much of it.
“We should return to the shop and I should look at your leg, Detective. T-chan bit you quite badly and you are in pain,” said D, concern written all over his face.
“I’m fine, D. Don’t worry. I’ve had worse things happen to me than a lousy bite,” he said reassuringly. ‘No way in hell am I going to let him see me without my pants on. Okay, stop that thought. I don’t need another hard on at this moment.’
T-chan gave him a dirty look, but didn’t growl or anything that Leon had anticipated. The animal held still and lay peacefully. Only now did Leon realize that T-chan had laid himself between him and D as if the totetsu wanted to protect his owner.
“I’ll bet my hand that if I reach out and try to touch you, he’ll bite it off,” said the Detective. He wanted to change the subject with rather a poor result.
“I am aware that you have had worse injuries, but I would feel more at ease if you let me see the wounds,” said D, stubbornly ignoring Leon’s comment about his pet.
“You’re not going to see me naked!” he snapped and instantly regretted it. He knew his choice of words was the worst he could have used, but there was no turning back from it now. He looked at D and saw his reddened face, which he knew mirrored his own. He could feel it. D was truly embarrassed and Leon could see it clearly in the way the man tried to find something to say. He himself was desperately looking for a way to make the tension suddenly present in the air disappear. They both heard T-chan’s growl and that made both of them snap out of the weird daze while they were looking in one another’s eyes.
“I didn’t say anything about wanting to see you naked, Detective. I was only trying to…” D averted his eyes from Leon as he spoke. He was clearly at a loss for words. That didn’t happen a lot. D was always eloquent and knew what to say, and right now he definitely didn’t.
The silence stretched and when Leon was about to say something, anything to end it, D started to speak again, this time changing the subject although he still didn’t look at Leon.
“Anyway, T-chan’s behavior, as scandalous as it is, is rather natural. He’s only thinking of my welfare and wants to protect me, my dear Detective. Although I sometimes really wonder what makes him bite you so often.” D looked thoughtful.
It looked to Leon like D really was thinking about T-chan’s behavior and that he had already forgotten his embarrassment from just a while back. The color of his cheeks was also returning to normal.
“I’m not even trying to guess,” the Detective laughed, although this time he thought he knew and the quick glance he and T-chan exchanged only confirmed his guess. “What I want to know is how the hell is he even here? You locked the shop when we were going out, I saw it. Is there a way he could open the door on his own?” Leon looked suspiciously at the totetsu.
“Oh, that is impossible, Detective. The lock is very firm and not easy to open. My guess would be that he snuck out before we exited the shop and hid himself somewhere nearby to watch where we were going.”
“It’s an explanation,” Leon shrugged. D might be right that T-chan went ahead and hid, watching them from afar, and when he thought D needed help he came and assaulted Leon. ‘I think I should watch out more. This little monster is only waiting for an opportunity to sink his teeth into me.’
“Don’t worry, Detective. I’ll give him a lesson he won’t forget and he will be all nice to you from now on,” said D merrily.
Leon and T-chan shivered, the totetsu looking miserable again. They weren’t fooled. There was a sharp edge in D’s voice that didn’t bode well for T-chan at all.
“And now we can continue with our picnic,” D smiled happily, pouring himself another cup of tea.
‘I feel sorry for you, buddy. I really do,’ Leon thought while he followed D’s movements.
‘Thanks.’
Leon blinked. He looked at D, but the man was deep in his own thoughts and it didn’t look like he had spoken, but Leon had clearly heard a voice. He looked around, but they were alone and the people that were nearby were too far away from Leon to hear them speak.
‘What the…?’ He looked at the only living creature near enough to hear except D. T-chan was lying peacefully, but Leon couldn’t stop himself from thinking that the totetsu looked sour. The voice he had heard sounded sour as well. ‘It couldn’t be, could it?’ he thought watching T-chan.
The animal picked that particular moment to look at him. Their eyes locked for a second and a mutual understanding went through them, or that was what Leon thought happened at that moment. T-chan averted his gaze and the feeling faded as fast as it had appeared. After that Leon sat there thoughtfully, only half aware of what D was saying to him. He had many things to think about, D’s mysterious pets only one of them.
The phone started to ring so D made his way to see who was disturbing him at this late hour. It was after nine in the evening and D was enjoying his time sitting on the sofa with his pets all around him. ‘I hope it’s important. I was so comfortable just now,’ he thought, picking up the phone.
“Count D’s Pet Shop. How may I help you?” he asked politely, hoping at the same time that it wasn’t anything stupid and that none of the pets that he had sold were ill.
“Good evening, dear Count. I hope I didn’t disturb your free time,” said the man on the other end of the phone.
D recognized him immediately. “Good evening, Mr. Mason. It’s quite all right. What can I do for you?” Although D sounded as polite as always he wasn’t pleased at all with the man calling him. He hadn’t sorted out his emotions after his talk with the Detective yet.
“I wanted to ask if you had made any decisions yet regarding joining ‘La Volupté’. Right now I’m at the club and thought I could talk to the owner about it,” came Mason‘s sly voice.
D was irritated that the man was pushing him to decide so soon. They agreed on a week and a week hadn’t passed yet. “I was thinking about it, but-“ he started, but was interrupted.
“Count, please. Listen to me before you refuse. I assure you that you won’t regret joining the club. I can guarantee you that you will definitely like it, just say yes,” the man sounded desperate.
‘Why does he want me to join so much?’ wondered D as he listened to Mason’s talking.
“When the owner found out that I know you he asked me to ask you to join. You’re well known among the members of ‘La Volupté’ and if you join I can assure you that you’ll be treated with the highest respect and care, as you deserve the best,”
“It is very kind of you, Mr. Mason, to say those things, although I need to ask. Is this a bribe?” D was very curious how the man would react to that question so he waited for a response.
“I’m just telling the truth, my dear Count. You are a special person. You deserve the best treatment there is, and you’ll receive the best.”
“I’m not that special. I’m just a pet shop owner,” D countered.
“It’s not about what you do, but who you are and you’re a special person, noble with more grace and intelligence than I’ve ever witnessed in a person before,” Mason kept sweet talking.
D wondered who was making him say those things. He knew the man wasn’t dumb, but he doubted that he alone had thought of those words. ‘The owner wants me, but why? Even if I didn’t agree to help the police, right now I would seriously consider joining the club. I’m very curious who this owner is, and what he wants from me. Why is he so set on having me there? I really should investigate it. Since they want me there so much I can use it and see if they really make people disappear.'
“…” D considered what to say, but he didn’t know how much more Mason would push before he retreated. Fortunately Mason made the decision for him.
“It won’t harm you to try for a while. Let‘s say a trial period. After that if you don’t like it you can always resign. So, what do you say Count? It’s a win-win situation; you won’t lose anything by agreeing.”
Mason was trying very hard. D could see that and he could also see that the man had run out of ammunition. ‘If I hesitate more I lose my chance to get there. Although I don’t like the thought of owing this man anything, I really am curious now about what is so special in that club.’
“You are right, Mr. Mason. It is a win-win situation and I can at least try for a while,” he decided.
“You won’t regret it, dear Count. I assure you of that. I’ll be telling the owner to prepare the files and send you the club card. Without it you won’t be able to go inside ‘La Volupté’.” Mason sounded really happy and relieved.
‘Something is definitely fishy about this enrollment.’
“Alright, Mr. Mason. I’ll be waiting for some news then.”
“Yes, Count. It won’t take long now and I hope I’ll see you at the club very soon. Good bye, Count D.”
“Good bye.” D disconnected the call and went to sit in his usual chair.
‘Done. Now all I have to do is wait for the result. Oh, Leon won’t be pleased.’ D remembered the way Leon had reacted to the news that D would be helping the police. D could tell that Detective Orcot had been doing everything to remain calm about it, but some of the Detective’s comments had made it clear that he didn’t like the idea at all.
After they had both come to an unspoken agreement to change the subject, they had teased each other and at one point the teasing had become dangerous. D had said some things without even realizing how Leon would react to them, and the human had asked him questions that D wasn’t ready to face yet. He didn’t want to think about his own behavior regarding the Detective. He didn’t like the image Leon inflicted on his mind. D would kneel to no one, especially not because that someone was handsome and stunningly masculine. He blushed imagining it, but managed to will the blush away. Although, even after three days he still felt a small blush creeping onto his cheeks at the thought.
His blushing wasn’t even the worst part. Leon’s behavior just a few moments later had been even worse. The human had been blushing himself and D didn’t even want to start thinking about what Leon had had on his mind back then.
T-chan had made some of the tension go away, although the totetsu had behaved really oddly. After they returned to the shop and D had talked with T-chan seriously after Leon’s departure, he couldn’t get T-chan to say what made him worked up enough to bite the Detective so hard. After the incident the picnic had gone smoothly, even with Leon half the time being very quiet, as if thinking about something very intensely. D was happy that their little trip had gone so well. He was planning another picnic as soon as Leon had a day off.
Leon was still busy with work, but he came every day even if only to say hello. The first day after the picnic he came past ten in the evening. D was ready to go to bed. He was even in his nightshirt with a robe on over it and making the last cup of tea for the day when he heard someone at the door. Either an emergency had occurred or D had an unwelcome guest. He was so stunned when he opened the door and saw Leon there that he forgot to let the Detective in. After a few minutes of silently staring at each other, and eyeing D in Leon’s case, the Detective told D that he wanted only to make sure he was alright and that he just finished work and was on his way home.
D hadn’t come out of his stunned state until Leon bid him good night and turned to leave, going up the stairs. Only then D recovered enough to wish Detective Orcot a pleasant night as well. After that, D closed the shop for the night and made his way to bed, but sleep didn’t come to him that quickly. All his thoughts were running in circles, over and over again replaying the scene at the door with Leon as the main character. At last D became too tired to think and fell asleep with the most disturbing and unsettled feelings he had ever felt, not being able to distinguish even what he was exactly feeling.
The next day Detective Orcot came earlier. It was a little bit past seven and this time Leon brought D sweets and stayed until D devoured them all. They talked casually, but neither of them mentioned ‘La Volupté’ or Leon’s previous night’s visit. Detective Orcot looked tired so after an hour and a half D shooed him out of the shop with the excuse that he had still work to do. He hoped that Leon would go straight home and find his bed the moment he entered his apartment.
D was annoyed with Leon’s Chief. The man apparently didn’t consider that everybody needed a break once in a while or they would collapse and nobody would have any use for them. D feared that the human detective was nearing this point and D started to think about how he should help Leon. D hoped he would think of something before Leon’s next visit.
‘If he doesn’t come today maybe I’ll have time to actually think of a solution.’ D had felt better the last few weeks and he wondered why. He would have wondered longer, but Leon didn’t give him the time. D heard the door bell ring and his heart suddenly started to beat faster. ‘Leon?’
Note: I cut it here, sorry. I'll try updating soon. I hope you liked this chapter. Nothing happened and D hadn't noticed Leon problem. Is this good or bad? You can tell me what you think. ;)