Kidnapped

Disclaimer-Do not own

Also, for all you out there that speak Chinese. I want to apologize in advance.
But my translator could only do so much. the rest i had to translate each
word separately. Again, i\'m sorry.


*Also, this chapter contains scenes of rape

Chapter 8

Nagi and Omi was led out of their room to the elevator. Stopping two floors
above the floor they just left. The teens were led down the hall
to the tenth room on that floor. It was one hug shower room. It
reminded them of the showers in the gym at school. Several
other boys were already there as well. The boys were very
self-conscious of themselves as they watched warily as the men
held guns watching them. Some were afraid, as they seem to
linger in the corner trying to hide their private part from watching
eyes. The guard pushed Nagi and Omi into the shower and
the man stood there like the other guards and watched them. He
didn\'t care about the other boys. His only concern was to
watch the two boys his boss gave him specific orders to
watch.

After the shower, some clothes were brought in for them to
wear. Omi picked out a pair of satin black lounging pajamas.
While Nagi had, a pair of floral lavender colored satin lounging
pajamas. Stepping into a matching pair of slippers, the boys
were taken to the elevator and went to the third floor. Which
turns out to be the dining area.

Omi was shocked to see so many teenagers of different ages
and races packed in the room. The guard led the two
Japanese boys to a large table where JJ was waiting for them.

\"Good morning boys,\" the man said smiling to them. \"Since you
boys are new here and special guests, today you get to eat
with me.\"

\"I\'d rather eat with a snake,\" spat Omi.

\"I see you still have plenty of fire. Good, I have several clients
that would love to tame a wild stallion like you.\"

Some older boys about Omi\'s age sat a plate of food on the
table in front of them. JJ wrapped an arm around the waist
of one of the boys.

\"Are they the new \'toys\' Puppet Master?\" The boy was obviously
Japanese.

\"Yes, they are.\" He sat the boy in his lap and kissed him behind
the ear.

\"They both look so delicious.\" The boys sea green eyes shimmered
in anticipation. \"Can I play with one?\"

\"No, I\'m afraid not.\"

The boy began to pout. \"Oh but why not, you let me play with the
others.\"

\"True, but you see, these little kittens have fangs and claws, and
they\'re not afraid to use them.\" JJ combed his fingers through the
boy\'s long auburn colored hair. He turned to Omi and Nagi. \"Eat
up boys, you will need your strength today. Oh and Nagikins,
don\'t try anything. I\'ve made sure your power remains neutralized.\"

\"We\'re not hungry.\" Omi pushed the plate away.

The teenage boy stared across the table at Omi in shock.

\"What did you say to me, you little shit.\"

\"You heard me you disgusting old fuck.\" Omi knocked the
plate to the floor. The plate made a most satisfying sound as
it crashed to the floor. He flashed the man the most defying
glare he could muster.

Suddenly the entire room fell silent as everyone watched in fear
the scene that was being played out before them.

\"I give you my word that I will kill your sick, perverted ass,\"
goaded Omi. \"Then I shall dance and piss on your grave.\"

Nagi may not have been a Telepath, but he could sense the fear
of every boy in the room wash over him. Now, the telekinetic did
not feel right about the explosive situation Omi had gotten himself
into.

\"Don\'t pay any attention to him.\" The auburn hair boy was trying
to soothe the rage building in the man. \"Let\'s go to my room. We
can play master and servant.\"

\"You cock sucking fucking whore!\" JJ tossed the boy off his lap,
reached over and yanked Omi across the table. He slammed
Omi against the wall.

Feeling his fury overflow, Omi spat in the man face. \"Go fuck
yourself, you freak.\"

The dark irises in the man\'s eyes seemed to shrink as rage
coursed through his body. JJ swiftly raised his fist and
struck Omi in the face repeatedly.

Nagi leaped to his feet and tried to stop him, but JJ slapped the young boy to the floor. The telekinetic
got to his feet, picked up a chair and smashed it across the man’s back. But he refused to
release the blond boy.

The guards came in and grabbed Nagi by the arm holding him
back. Everyone watched as JJ continued to strike Omi until
blood fell like a stream from Omi\'s nose. His left eye was
swollen shut and his face was battered with black bruises. He
slammed Omi\'s head against the wall again and began to
choke him.

Omi kneed the psycho in the groin, but that only enraged him
more. He clawed at the hand squeezing his throat. Omi\'s eyes
rolled back into his head as he felt his consciousness slowly
slipping away.

\"No JJ.\" The auburn hair boy grabbed the man by the arm
trying to calm him. \"You said he was going to make you a lot of
money. He can\'t do that if he\'s dead.\" The boy shook the man
hard. \"JJ let him go.\"

Puppet Master turned to stare at the boy. His eyes had physically
turned red with rage. Whether it was the money or the fear in the
boy\'s voice, JJ closed his eyes and took several deep breaths. Then
he released Omi. The battered teen crumpled into a heap on the
floor.

Nagi broke free of the guards restraining grip, and knelt down
beside Omi. He cradled the bloodied, bruised head against his
chest. Nagi checked to see if Omi was still breathing. His breath
was ragged, but he was still alive.

The guards immediately forced the other boys back to their
tables. Once calm was restored, a guard rushed into the
room and whispered in JJ\'s ear. The puppet master smiled.

\"Take him to the Red Room.\" He pointed to Omi.

Nagi heard the other boys grunt in distress when the man
mentioned the room. He did not like the uneasy feeling
that was creeping up his spine.

\"And throw that one back into the pit. You remember the pit,
don\'t you Nagikins.\"

\"No. no noooooooooo!\" yelled Nagi struggling and screaming
as two guards dragged him out of the cafeteria.

Then another guard picked up Omi\'s lifeless body.
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Omi awakened in a bizarre room that was painted red.
Everything from the paint on the walls to the carpet on the
floor. Even the lights in the lamps were red. He sat up in
bed and touched his bruised face. Wincing in pain, he
slid off the king-sized four-posted bed.
He rushed over to the door and twist
the knob. Locked. Dammit, he should have known. He
pounded his fist against the door.Nagi.> He struck the solid oak door again and leaned against
it calming himself down. He knew that he wouldn\'t be able
to save the other boy if he got himself killed. But Omi
really did plan to kill that bastard JJ.

Omi walked into the bathroom and picked up one of the red
face towels. Damn, even the tiles in the bathroom was
red. What is it with this strange room. He knew puppet master
was a freak, but he guessed there\'s just no rhyme or reason
to the man. He sighed and wished to God he had some ice to
put on his bruised face. The teen looked into the mirror at
his swollen eyes. The bruises on his faces were black and
very ugly. He had to settle for placing a wet, cloth against his
face.

Just then, he heard the sound of a lock clicking and the door
opening and closing. Omi waited a while before he peeked
out the bathroom, but he saw no one. Easing out of the
bathroom, he had a feeling that he was being watched. He
looked around the room and froze when he saw a figure
lurking in the shadows.

The stranger stepped into the light. He was a large man with
broad shoulders and strikingly angular features. His eyes were
black as night. His hair was slicked back and as black as his
eyes. The man advanced towards Omi and spoke in Chinese.
Omi backed up staring nervously at the man. The stranger
stared at the teen frowning. Then an expression of \'oh I
forgot\' crossed the man\'s face.

\"You\'re from Japan, right.\" The man spoke in fluent
Japanese.

Omi said nothing, but he kept an eye on the man. Suddenly
he was beginning to feel like a caged animal. He did not
like this. The man may seem calm and non-threatening but
Omi sensed something animalistic buried beneath the sheer
velour image he was projecting.

The man kept advancing and Omi kept retreating.

\"Sstay the hell a way from me, fucking prick!\"

Then the animal pounced. He lunged towards Omi. The boy
pivoted on his left foot, dodged the man outstretched hand
and slammed his elbow into the man\'s side. The blow sent
the man staggering back.

\"Ni xiao mu gou! \" the man seethed.

This time he tackled Omi and both of them fell onto the
bed. Omi fought against the man, but his blows had
no effect against him. The man sat up straddling the
teen across his chest. The man smiled enjoying the
boy\'s futile struggling. Then he unzipped his pants and
pulled out his hard erection for Omi to see. Oh God,
there was a sharp pain in the pit of his stomach. The
man was very endowed as he rubbed it over Omi\'s
nipples.

\"Get off me!\" Omi squirmed in desperation as he tried
to get free of the man.

The stranger got off Omi but he held him in place with one
hand. Then he turned the teen onto his stomach.

\"No! Don\'t!\"

With one swift thrust, the man\'s barbaric cock was forcing
its way deep into Omi\'s unprepared body. He released a
heartwreching scream that echoed through the hall. The man struck
Omi across his back. Omi screamed as he tried harder to dismount
the man. The stranger growled and slammed his fist into the side
of Omi’s head. Omi lay on the bed in a daze. With
every thrust, the man tore open the teen physically. Omi screamed as tears fell from his
eyes. Blood, thick and warm coated the invading body part. Pain
twisted the boy\'s face as he buried his face into the mattress
and sobbed. He screamed again as he felt something wet,
warm and sticky trickling down the inside of his thighs.

Nagi. He tried to concentrate on Nagi. He tried to
concentrate on the younger teen\'s face, eyes and
smell, and how soft the other felt in his arms. But
his mind was torn away from such gentle thoughts as
the man\'s cock tore him to shreds. The pain was
unbearable as he pleaded for the man to stop.

The stranger was an animal as he turned a deaf ear to the
teen\'s pleading for him to stop. He didn\'t care about the
feelings of this new whore that JJ gave him. All he wanted
was quick relief. With one final penetrating thrust, he
stiffened above Omi and a second later the man collapsed
on top of him.

Omi felt the man\'s seeds flowing into his battered body. The
man stood up and wiped his limp cock on the covers. Then he
pushed himself back into his pants.

\"You\'re such a sweet piece of meat.\" He raked his fingers
through his dark hair. \"Next time be nice, and I might be nice
as well.\" And the man walked out leaving Omi lying on the
bed on the blood stained sheet crying.
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Nagi didn\'t know how long he was in the pit, but he knew that
he couldn\'t fall apart while he was locked in the dark. Omi would
need him. JJ would do unspeakable things to him. He should
know since he was unfortunate enough to have to work with the
perverted man on a mission. And thanks to Bradley, it was the
only mission he every had with the man. In that short time,
JJ had confirmed his disgust that all adults were sick,
pervert bastards that should be stripped and buried up to their
necks in an ant bed. But although he would have
scoffed at it. Bradley is the one who changed his mind. The
uptight precog in his own way become sort of a father
figure to him.

But now, there was no Bradley or Schuldig or Farfarello. He had
to protect himself now, and protect Omi. He knows that the
teen must be suffering from the puppet master\'s inhuman
acts. Protecting Omi was the only thing that kept him sane
during his imprisonment. When he was finally released, the
guards led him to another room.

This room was furnished with a soft, plush couch in the center
of the room. Against the wall near the window was a dresser.
The window had security bars on it. The soft pastel blue
curtains were opened to let the moonlight in. on the other
side of the dresser was a television/stereo combo entertainment
center.

On the other side of the room near the corner was a queen sized
bed. Nagi gasped when he saw Omi lying across the bed. He
rushed over to him and bit his bottom lip to hold back the gasp of
horror. Omi was completely naked, and the sheets were stained
with blood. Tears stung at the corner of his eyes. Black and
purple bruises marked his slim body. His back looked as
though someone was hitting him with a baseball bat. There were teeth marks and
deep scratches all over his body. Deep crescent scars marred his thighs. His
lips were swollen and bleed. There was an ugly purple bruise on the side of
his face and one eye was almost closed. Fresh blood
mixed with dried blood clung to the older boy\'s thighs.

Nagi knelt beside Omi and brushed the blond strands from the
teen\'s face.

\"Omi.\" Nagi dried his own tears. \"Omi, can you hear me?\"

The other boy moaned and winced as his aching body seem to
didn\'t want to respond. Slowly, his one good eye opened and he smiled.

\"Hi Nagi,\" he said in a weak voice. \"How are you?\"

Nagi burst into tears. Why was he so worried about him when
Omi was the one that was hurt? The young telekinetic just
couldn\'t understand the other boy.

Omi tried to raise a hand to dry the younger teen\'s tears, but
his body still refused to move. \"No more tears, okay.\"

\"No more tears,\" repeated Nagi. He dried his eyes and got up.

Nagi walked into the next room. It was the bathroom. Nagi
stared at the blue tiled room. In the center of the room was a
lit blue bathtub large enough to hold three people. Turning
the hot water on, he poured some lilac bubble bath into the
water. Then he turned on the cold water until the water
felt just right.

He went back into the other room while the tub filled. Helping
Omi off the bed, he led the older boy into the bathroom. Then
he helped the blond into the tub. Omi groan, winced and sighed
as he settled into the warm, scented water. The bubbles were
almost to the top of the tub.

Nagi turned the water off and removed his own clothes. He got
into the tub behind Omi. He pulled the older boy close and
wrapped his arms across Omi\'s chest.

\"I should have warned you about JJ\'s temper.\"

\"I\'m okay.\" He rested his head against the younger boy\'s
chest. \"You don\'t have to worry about me.\"

\"But I do worry about you.\" Nagi picked up a sponge and began
to bathe the older boy. He sensed more than he felt Omi\'s body
relax.

Although his torn, sore ass stung. It really wasn\'t too bad. He
sighed and let his eyes close. The warm water, mixed with the
intoxicating aroma of the lilac bubble bath coupled with Nagi
slowly stroking his bruised body was a very therapeutic sensation
as he drifted, off to sleep.
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Omi awakened with a start as he sat up in the tub looking around.

\"Are you okay?\" Nagi asked.

\"Yeah.\" His body was still a little sore, but the pain was more like
a dull ache. \"The water is cold. How long was I asleep?\"

\"I would guess about forty minutes.\"

\"Dammit, why didn\'t you wake me?\" Omi stood up stiffly and grabbed one
of the large, soft towels.

\"It\'s just that. . . \" Nagi hesitated looking at the water. \"You\'ve
been through a terrible ordeal. You needed to rest.\"

Omi smiled. \"You\'re such a kind person.\" He wrapped the
oversize towel around his slim figure. He held up the other
towel for Nagi. The telekinetic stepped out of the tub and
dried himself off. Wrapping the towel around his body,
they went back into the other room.

\"Omi can I ask you something?\" Nagi pulled the blood stained sheets
off the bed and threw it in the laundry bin in the bathroom.

\"Sure.\" Omi opened the dresser but all the drawers were filled
with satin lounging pajamas. He gave a pair to Nagi. Omi was so sore
until Nagi had to help him get dressed.

The younger boy bit his bottom lip. \"How can you act so normal
after . . . after what you been through?\"

Omi limped over to the younger boy and cradled his cheeks in
his hands. \"I almost did give up. I was so close to falling into a pit
of despair and self loathing. I wanted to roll myself up into a ball and
die from the shame. But then I thought about you. If I let my grief consume
me. Who would protect you. That’s when I decided I would not fall to pieces.
You need me.” He gently pressed his lips against Nagi’s. “Plus, I have
every intentions of pulling Puppet Master’s spine through his ass.”

Nagi smiled. \"If you can be strong. So can I.\" He held Omi\'s
hand in his grasp. \"So, are you hungry?\"

Omi said nothing. So, his stomach answered for him. The
empty grumbling of his stomach echoed in the room. The
two boys burst out laughing.

\"We can\'t escape if our rumbling stomachs gives us
away,\" said Nagi.

\"You\'re right.\" Before the younger boy could turn away. Omi
pulled him into his arms and kissed him thoroughly. When
Omi broke the kiss Nagi\'s breathing was heavy, and his eyes
were misty with longing.

\"Shall we go?\"

Nagi just knew he was blushing as he turned nervously away.

They stepped into their slippers and knocked on the door. The
guard opened the door.

\"Can we get something to eat?\" asked Nagi.

\"I guess the boss won\'t mind.\" He led the two teens to the
cafeteria.
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The auburn hair boy waited in the hotel room for his visitor. When the
door opened, the handsome Doctor Muraki entered and closed the
door behind him. The teenager ran to the man and clung to him
tightly.

\"I know you don\'t like it when I cling to you like this, but I can\'t
help it.\" The boy nuzzled his nose against the doctor\'s chest
inhaling the fresh clean scent of musk. \"I\'ve missed you so
much. When can we be together? I despise being touched by
that disgusting puppet master.\"

\"Now Yuuto, that\'s no way for you to behave,\" Muraki massaged the
back of the teen\'s neck. \"I\'ve missed you too.\" He placed a hand
under the boy\'s chin and tilted his face up.

Yuuto\'s dark sea green eyes shimmered like the ocean. Muraki
leaned down and pressed his lips softly against the teenager\'s
lips. He sighed blissfully while his hands clung to the older man\'s
shoulders.

The teen reluctantly let the kiss be broken as the doctor pulled
away.

He smiled. \"What do you wish to play today?\" Yuuto began to
undress the doctor.

\"First, I would like for you to do something for me.\"
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Translation

Ni xiao mu gou-----------You little bitch