Forever Caged

Disclaimer: I don't own Ai No Kusabi nor do I make any money from this fanfic. But I do own all the original peeps that I've chosen to invade the AnK world.
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Iason/Riki, Raoul/Katze, original characters and novel character pairings.
Parts: 41 of ?

RAW- Sorry for the long wait :)

Sheleeta-Thank you very much :) I had my doubts about chapter 40 but I’m very glad you enjoyed it *bow*

Magda– Hahaha looks like when I tried to do something new, AFF didnt like it very much :) WOOT 100th vote! Thank you, Thank you :D

alexxgalaxy(FC) – Mikhale and Lilly’s relationship is a little bitter sweet, but since I love happy endings, they damn well better get their crap together and become happy…. Humm now would Iason be a good role model for Mikhale to look to though? 1. Iason kidnaps and makes Riki into his chew toy 2. Keeps him imprisoned and collared. 3. Tortures him with mind blowing sex. 4. has been know to become insanely jealous to the point that he would strike Riki (from the novel) . Thinking about it Mikhale has been using Iason as his role model ;p. I think he needs to look at Raoul for guidance. (NB)- I have had a few requests to make another chapter of NB, which was just supposed to be a oneshot. I’m still thinking about it but if I do continue I defiantly make sure that the twins and Raoul & Katze’s sweet little boy is in it :)


~~**Forever Caged**~~

With one last brutal thrust Iason gave a raspy shout and collapsed over Riki, his heart thundering in his chest and feeling the same racing beats from the chest pressed against his.

Completely sated, Iason still was unable to help himself from rocked his hips for a second before untangling himself from firm dark limbs, withdrawing carefully from Riki's welcoming warmth, and reluctantly rolling to the side.

Sunlight filled the room making Iason realize he had not stopped touching Riki since last night, and not the morning rays of a new day but the brightness of the afternoon sun. Any questions he had meant to wring from the mongrel disintegrating once his lips and hands had begun to lick and caress the loudly moaning and panting delicious form that, unless a stranger were told differently, had been created for him and him alone to love.

Even now as Iason looked at Riki's heaving chest desperately trying to take in as much oxygen as it could, Iason couldn't help running his hand down that firm, sweat dewed, muscular chest, expanding ribcage and rippled abs. A purr of satisfaction from Iason echoed throughout the room.

Despite his disgruntlement about Riki losing the mature lines on his face, that he had loved, Iason could not say the same about his mongrel's new strength. And although he still needed to be careful, Iason didn't need to treat Riki as if he were made out of glass while taking his body, not like he had to in the past. He didn't need to completely hold himself back, and that feeling had been almost…freeing…

The new durability of the perfectly proportioned brazened body he had taunted, teased, licked and suckled had allowed Iason to go far beyond what he had ever been able to do with Riki before. And even as pleasantly drained as he felt now, his body still itched for more.

Another reason he loved Riki as long as he did was because after a few climaxes he had rung out of his beloved, the savage animal that had emerged when he had told Riki he had given his friends to his Blondies, Iason had, had to fight with the seemingly different entity within Riki for dominance. The outcome of who won was obvious, but it was the battle that had Iason purring in content.

"Fucker…" Riki rasped once he finally found his voice to speak. "Ever hear the expression "All good things come in small packages"? Well, that also can be related to sex." Riki did have to admit that, even with how tired and sore his body was, he loved every minute of what Iason did to him.

It had been hard to try and stay pissed at the fucking asshole after being subjected to all the sappy love shit Iason whispered in his ear. Oh, they still had a crap load of issues they needed to talk about, but for the moment Riki let it slide, he was too fucking tired, and frankly a little scared, about what new positions Iason would twist his body if he brought the topic of his friends up.

Riki should have known, in regards to his gang, that something like this would happen. V, Sky and Fidget fucking around with a Blondie's libido, it wasn't something you did or could walk away from. All you had to do was look at him and Iason, and their history, to see what would happen if you were stupid enough to try it.

As for his reaction to finding out that Iason gave his gang to the Blondies, he also had to grudgingly admit it was better then knowing that they hadn't been killed. Still ranked like fucking hell, but it was better then standing over a dirt mound and knowing his friends were under it.

His boys could take care of themselves too, they didn't need him to be clucking around like a mother hen, and chewing his nails down till they bled, in worry… they would laugh if even a hint of him being like that over them were ever to be discovered. Being a pet still wasn't something he would ever wish on anyone, but with the twins and V collared…. Riki truly wondered if Iason thought about the repercussions of all of them living in Eos.

"Fuck, I need a shower," Riki mumbled as he tried to push himself up on shaky arms, he as amazed that he could do that much, where in the past he would have passed out and been bed ridden long ago. Hell, he almost did a few times after Iason gave him orgasms so intense that he nearly blacked out.

Iason stilled Riki from moving away from him. "Before we bathe, we still need to discus the reasons behind your desperate race across the galaxy."

Riki glared down at the large hand on his shoulder. "You just couldn't wait until the fucking honeymoon haze faded, could you? You had to bring it up now." To tell the truth Riki wasn't prepared to say anything about why he left. How the Blondies were treating his boys, yes, where the fuck his son was, oh hell, yeah, but not anything else other than that.

What was he going to say? "You know that chick all you fuckers worship? That computer bitch that created you and gave all you Elite jerk offs life? Well, she threatened to kill you and everyone in Ceres if I didn't vamoose my ass off the planet. Oh, and she also tagged me like some wild animal with nanites and nearly exterminated a whole race of people because they got a little too friendly with me."

Riki 'tsked'. Yeah, he saying that shit to Jupiter's number one golden boy would go over just peachy, so instead Riki said, "I just needed some space, that's all."

Iason narrowed his ice blue eyes. "You needed some space?"

Turning his head away from those that piecing glaze, Riki nodded, "Just a little vacation from all the bullshit here."

"And it in no way had to do with the fact that Jupiter came to see you here?" Iason asked, sitting up and pushing Riki back down on the bed.

Riki's sore body protested at Iason's rough treatment but he was too shocked to complain. "How did you…"

"Your mongrel friends did an exceptional job, but they would never have had succeeded if Jupiter had not helped in your escape." Iason leveled Riki with a dark glare. "Speak, Riki."

"You want me to talk?" Riki defiantly answered back, looking at Iason, "If you want details then why don't you fucking talk as well? Before I took off you and Katze were pretty fucking tight lipped about some shit that had to do with me, and you seem to know that Jade's my kid. How the fuck did you know that when I just found out only a few days ago?"

Iason relaxed a little hearing that. He had already come to the concussion that Riki hadn't known about the pet, but having it confirmed eliminated any lingering doubt he may have had. "If you remember, I had told you I would tell you everything, but instead you decided to run away."

Riki lowered his glaze. Yea, he did remember…. It still didn't change the fact that he was in a tight spot, he still couldn't tell Iason the truth. Iason was powerful but Jupiter was all powerful, she had final say in everything and if she said that Ceres was to be laid to waste then Iason couldn't do a damn thing about it.

Iason sighed when his black haired lover stayed stubbornly silent. "I already know Jupiter helped you Riki. There isn't any need to keep the information to yourself if I already know."

Riki grunted at that, turning his head away once again. "Bitch is probably listening to us right now."

Iason kissed the side of Riki's neck. "Jupiter withdrew herself from us the day you escaped and fled Amoi, and even with your return she had not come back. I have been forced to manage everything in her absence."

Riki was silent for a moment then snapped his head back around, eyes wide in understanding. "You've inserted yourself to take over, haven't you?" he whispered. "That's why you're allowing those Blondies to take my gang, when it would be in your best interest if they disappeared. You're playing them, moving them around on your little chest board, giving them what they want to gain their support so when it comes time for them to choose they'll turn and stand behind you."

Iason chuckled at how precise Riki was. The whole time he had been in the company of Blondies not one of them thought to think of his actions, his easy acceptance and lack of anger towards the vermin that took Riki from him, but just by the little comment he uttered Riki had pieced everything together effortlessly. How well his little mongrel knew him.

Riki shifted uneasily under Iason. His fucking Blondie was scary, the kind of scary that gave you nightmares but Riki had also, deep, so fucking deep inside him, had always been slightly relived that Iason had someone to yank his chain when he got out of line, even though it was that bitch Jupiter that gave him that reassurance.

But now…now he's hearing that Jupiter had been MIA since he'd been gone. Fuck this was bad. There was no telling what Iason would do without Big Mama watching all her bullies out on the playground. Over the years Riki had listened to Iason when he had quietly fumed over the moronic acts he had been forbidden to get involved in. With Jupiter out of the way, and Iason stepping up to bat…fuck….

"Mmm….why do I feel like you don't approve?" Iason whispered in a bemused tone as he paused in his kisses he had been trailing down Riki's neck.

Pulling Iason's head up, Riki looked him dead in the eyes when he answered. "Kinda, yeah," said Riki truthfully, "Who the fuck knows what you'll do with all that power in the palm of your hands."

Iason just smiled. He also was unsure how exactly he would be with all that unlimited power within his grasp. Not having Jupiter hovering over his every decision, but he knew it wouldn't really change who he was now. He had been working without Jupiter's restrictions for over a month now and not only has Amoi been perfectly fine without her, their world was been in fact flourishing.

"I was born to rule Riki. I have long since realized that my creator has been holding me back and keeping me from reaching my full potential. It is only natural that I would want more than what I have been achieving now." Iason did not say that it was because of Riki that his thoughts and views had begun to change from what he once was, an obedient child of Jupiter's that did as she commanded, to what he was now.

From the very day Iason had realized that the mangy mongrel he had picked up from the streets of Ceres would never yield or completely bow to him, he had begun to think of himself and how he did. His unquestionable loyalty and devotion to Jupiter and the bright shining light he regarded her under began to darken with doubt.

It took three years, and another when he released Riki back to Ceres, to come to terms with the change within him, the human emotion that had grown in him, but with all the hardship that they had suffered Iason wouldn't have changed one second of their time with each other. Their trials made them who they were, and even though sometimes an errant wistful thought did occasionally cross his mind of how he wished he could have treated Riki less…cruelly, in the beginning, he pushed it aside, locked it away in his perfect mind. There was nothing he could do about the past, he could only look to the future and in that future what he saw was Riki standing by his side without the need of the chains he had crafted around the fierce mongrel so he wouldn't leave his side.

"Oi, what the hell? Are you even listening to me?"

Iason smiled down at Riki's irritated face. "I heard every word you said."

"Really," said Riki, doubtfully. "You looked to be a million miles away."

Iason gave Riki an amused look. He may have been "a million miles away" like his feisty, temperamental, mongrel put it, but it didn't mean he hadn't heard what Riki said. Iason's enhanced Elite abilities enabled his perfect mind to retain vast amount of information, whether he wanted it or not. "You had commented that my use of 'tricking' Aisha, Marcus and Orphe into housing your little hoodlum friends will be more trouble than it's initially worth. And my reply to that is you are wrong." Iason bit Riki on the shoulder none to gently to keep him from interrupting.

"I did nothing to encourage the Blondies to seek the attentions of the mongrels that you set off world with, nor was it I that heightened their awareness of them to go so far as to acquire them. I believe it was your so called friends that called this upon themselves." Iason nodded when he saw Riki winch. His mongrel knew very well who was to blame for his comrades' new stations in life.

Riki hated the fact that Iason seemed to love rubbing that fact in. "Yea, maybe my boys had it coming to them, but you can't say that you didn't do anything in encouraging those fucking Blondies of yours, and their decision in tagging V and the twins into this hellhole."

"This "hellhole" is your home," Iason rebuked. "And all I did was agree, that I would allow the mongrels to be turned over to them."

Riki tried to use every ounce of strength he had to shove Iason off of him, and maybe if Iason hadn't worked his body over he might have been able to budge the hulking Blondie other than getting an entertained chuckle from Iason. "Prick," Riki panted, twisting to get from under Iason. "By agreeing you fucking stamped my friends fate with your damn golden seal of approval! If you had said no they would have stopped and thought of why they shouldn't do it!"

Iason stopped Riki's struggling by laying his heavy body on the mongrel, giving him only enough room to breathe comfortable, and only when Riki calmed did Iason speak again. "And why would I deny my brethren?" Iason whispered. "You are also mistaken in thinking that my refusal would have stopped them from taking your little allies, so save me from your accusations and the lack of spirit behind your words."

Riki hated how Iason was right, again. He had already come to terms with his boys' and their situations. He was delaying, he didn't know how to tell Iason why he escaped and he didn't know why he couldn't say anything. He was at a crossroad at what to do, so he did the one thing he could, being held down as he was.

Iason stilled Riki's lips when he began to open them to argue with him. It was in the mongrel's nature to attack, but Iason did not want to fight. Admittedly it was his fault that they were at odds right now. Yesterday, if he had held his temper instead of poking at Riki's weakness when it came to his slum rat friends, knowing full well that in the vulnerable, aggravated, state Riki had been in, his taunting would make the boy take a swing at him, but in Iason's defense he had needed the violence for the deeply seeded fury and sense of abandonment this small being that had planted within him. But now his anger had been appeased, and his hunger had been fed. Now it was his duty to calm the growling animal he had provoked in his arms.

"What is done cannot be undone," Iason soothingly whispered. "Although they might be in the same pet chains, I very much doubt they will be utilized as normal pets, but viewed privately."

Riki didn't know whether to be further enraged or relived by Iason's words. To think that his friends might be subjected to the same kind of humiliation like he had been when he first became Iason's pet….

"The most important thing is will you stand beside me when it is time to make my move?"

Riki blinked up in surprise, into Iason's shadowed eyes. Besides his misgivings, he had never thought of not supporting Iason when it came time for him to make his move in his takeover of Eos, and all of Amoi. It also could be in Riki's best interest too, standing strong next to Iason and helping him. Ceres needed to be protected and Riki might also be able to convince Iason of buckle down, and maybe eliminate, all the invisible "Mongrels Forbidden" signs in Midas, not to mention the hate crimes towards them.

"You've been quiet for some time now," commented Iason, his words woven with relief at the cunning, devilish smirk that slowly spread across Riki's face. When the time came and he made his move, Iason knew he would have many, many adversaries aiming for his head. Knowing that Riki would be by his side was a comfort.

"Just check'n all the pros and cons," Riki drolly said.

"And your verdict?" Iason coolly replied as he continued his tender caressed down Riki's body, smiling at how goose bumps appeared wherever his hands touched.

"My verdict is that even if I'm totally against it, which I'm not, I would stand behind you one hundred percent," Riki whispered. They may have their problems but Riki did love the possessive, controlling bastard.

"By the look on your face I see that when I take command you will have a few things to say to me, or am I mistaking that little clever look I saw on your face?" Iason chuckled when the only sounds he heard Riki make were moans as he licked the mongrel's sensitive harden nipple.

"Fuck, Iason! Stop! I can barely move as it is!" Riki shouted as he felt Iason's cock rubbing against his own harden length. His body had been played and toyed with for so long that he knew he would go crazy if Iason continued.

"Ah, but that's the point, isn't it? You can still move," Iason huskily whispered as he slowly, with precision, entered Riki. "We can't have that, can we?"

Riki couldn't help lifting his legs and wrapping them around his Blondie's waist. "You're one fucking sadistic mother fucker, you know that?"

The sound of Iason's laughter was soon drowned out by the long black haired beauty's loud, and lewd, shouts and moans as Iason once again began to re-brand himself onto Riki.

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"Why… Why is it that I can find information about two of these species of human, but nothing on the third, the third that I've found references and short comments that relate to Riki but as for the name of that third race there is….nothing," Katze moaned in frustration.

"I hate to admit it, but I'm at a dead end. All the information I've gathered so far, all the things I've learned has come to a stand still. What am I going to tell Iason?" Katze worryingly gasped.

"How about you concentrate on what is going on now, and most importantly not bring up Iason," Raoul rasped as he surged deeper into the willing body under him.

Katze softly cried out, on his hands and knees, he leaned hard back into Raoul as the Blondie almost completely withdrew from the heat of his body, a silent plead for more. "But- Mm! Ah!" Katze shuddered. "But it's killing me that I can't break the last codes needed to unlock all that knowledge."

Raoul fisted a hand full of long red hair in his fist, pulling Katze's head back to cover his talkative lips with his own, dipping his tongue in and tasting the succulent flavor of his mongrel, breathing in his intoxicating musky scent while indulging himself in Katze's body. But the miracle of being able to lose himself in the moment, of the world dropping away, giving Raoul the much loved illusion that there was only he and Katze left in the world was tainted with the image of ice blue eyes, and for the first time as Raoul poured his essence into Katze and heard that beloved cry of fulfillment in return, he was left with a bitter sense of dissatisfaction.

"I need to review all the data again to make sure there wasn't any backdoors left unchecked before reporting to Iason," Katze panted, reaching over to turn the digital clock towards him. "It's well past noon. Iason and Riki should be up and about now, right?"

Chest heaving, Raoul stared down in shock at the back of Katze's head, slightly outraged that the red-head seemed completely unfazed by what had just transpired between them. There were times that Raoul had been almost offended by Katze's absentmindedness of his presence, his attention being consumed by a task for Iason or the Black Market, but this was the very first time the ex-Furniture ever showed such disregard to him while they were 'doing it'.

"Seriously, Katze, to speak of such things while we are in the middle of our time together," Raoul 'tsked' angrily, gritting his teeth with pleasure as he withdrew from Katze's body, and to further test his rising temper the elegant form under him stepped off the bed, seeming not to notice the weakness of his limbs as he mumbled to himself on his way to the bathroom of the work he needed to do before meeting with the Syndicate Leader, dismissing him completely from his mind already.

Removing himself from the bed and donning on a robe, Raoul stormed out of his master suite and in a very un-Elite like manner, shouted for Niko.

Storming into the living quarters, Raoul shouted again for Niko when the boy did not appear at his first bellow and, just as before, heard nothing but silence. The dishes from his and Katze's breakfast still lay untouched on the table, as was the mess on the floor from when he grabbed his distracted red-head making his drink turn over to force Katze to pay attention to him.

Searching the whole apartment for the absent Furniture Raoul finally keyed in his code at the terminal in the kitchen to see if the boy had left, and blinked in surprise when Niko's Furniture ID number showed that the young man had not returned since leaving the apartment last night to begin his shift at Sir Gabriel Lazen's home, which would mean that it had been Katze that had prepared their morning meal.

Raoul glared at the screen. Gabriel was really testing his limits when it came to his Furniture, demanding that Niko return before the boy fully healed from the bruises the Blondie had inflicted. Gabriel had all but ordered that Niko resume his duties at his household, and Raoul had relented only because the longer he kept Niko away, the longer it would be until their 'deal' was over.

But this…this was too much. Keeping Niko back from returning just to annoy him was crossing the line.

Growling, Raoul spun around on his heel back towards his bedroom and once there he strode to his dressing room, pulling draws out and throwing on the first decent pair of slacks and blouse he saw. While not completely presentable to be seen in the main lobby of Eos, it was adequate enough to be seen passing in the upper apartment halls of the Elite's.

Katze sighed as he stepped out of the shower, fully refreshed…but hesitant to leave the stall even after he wrapped a large towel around his wet form. While under the steaming sprays of hot water Katze had realized the almost callus way he had brushed off Raoul after he had came, and knowing there would be a shit storm of raging blonde fury waiting for him when he exited the bathroom.

Taking a deep breath Katze opened the door and to his surprise he saw Raoul combed, dressed and on his way out the bedroom door. "Where are you going?" Katze called out.

Raoul halted to rake a heated look down Katze's tempting wet body before giving himself a shake. "Niko has not returned from Gabriel's, and I plan on retrieving him."

Panicking Katze shouted for Raoul to stop then cursed when he was ignored and the irate Blondie stormed off. Katze had already guessed what had happened to Niko the moment he had awoken and the little Furniture prankster had not been puttering around the apartment, mumbling under his breath about Sir Gabriel. His work forgotten Katze threw his towel to the floor and rushed to dress to run after Raoul and stall him.

The one thing Katze now knew was that Elites arouse with a tremendous appetite, and it was not for food. His conclusion to such a hypothesis, not counting his own, was from hearing Riki once tell him so, also from Niko when Katze had quite gleefully caught the little trouble maker entering the apartment covered in love bites, clothing ripped, his hair tousled and, from what Katze could only guess, bits of fruit smeared over his neck and chest.

So Niko being late could be only mean one of two things. Niko was having sex with the Blondie at the Elite's apartment or the sneak was having sex in the elevator again. Either way, Katze could bet his life that the boy was fornicating with the Blondie. Swearing under his breath Katze left without putting on shoes and set off after Raoul, hoping that he would at least make it in time to stop the Blondie before he made it to Gabriel's front door.

Raoul narrowed his eyes at the mature Furniture that opened the door to Gabriel's apartment, staring at the man who made no move to invite him in. "I want to speak to your master," Raoul calmly requested, trying not to reprimand the servant for his bad manners.

"….Ummm…. Sir Gabriel's unavailable at this moment…."

"So he is in," Raoul demanded, his temper rising with each passing second as the servant uneasily glanced over his shoulder. "Where is my Furniture? Niko. Where is he?"

"Ahh, Niko is…."

Vexed, Raoul pushed his way pass the uninformative Furniture. Making his way further into the apartment Raoul spied two lovely female pets lounging on the living room floor drawing. The carpet was covered with paper and colored crayons. Seeing the vapid expressions on the girls faces as they looked up at him, Raoul didn't bother asking the pets where their master was, but instead continued on towards the back rooms after his quick examination of the great room showed him that Niko and Gabriel was nowhere to been seen.

"S-Sir Am! Please!"

Raoul silenced Gabriel's servant with just a look before continuing on, searching each room until only the last room, the master's suite, remain.

"Raoul! Wait!"

Flicking a glance over his shoulder, Raoul hesitated with his hand over the door knob when he heard Katze's voice from down the hall, but it was the scream of pain and sobbing, from within Gabriel's bedroom that had Raoul growling in concern and kicking the door in.

Katze slammed into Raoul's unbelievably rock hard body, the body that had stopped suddenly for no apparent reason…. Oh! Katze's mouth dropped as, just in time, he saw Niko's naked rear end diving off the lap of the equally nude form of one Sir Gabriel Lazen. Looking up, Katze had to cover his mouth to hide his smile when he saw the confused shell shocked expression on Raoul's face as he stared at the scene before him.

The angered Blondie sitting up in his bed with a silk sheet covering his lower half, the wide frighten bright sapphire eyes that peeked up at them from the side of the bed….

"This is going to be a very long day," Katze mumbled to himself, his amusement fleeing as he watched the storm clouds rolling in on Raoul's face…

TBC….