What Price freedom?

Authors Notes: I don’t even remotely own Ai no Kusabi. I make zero profit off this and lay claim to nothing. I write only for my twisted pleasure and that of the people who like my work.

This idea wouldn’t leave me alone and I was being mercilessly whipped by the creative urges to write it. I have never done a fic like this and I have never done a drabble. I’m a virgin at something again! *snickers*


What Price Freedom?

Iason was pleased with Riki’s progress. He was finally behaved and obeyed every command. After the constant rebellious behavior and brutal physical punishment, it had startled Iason when Riki just stopped fighting him one day.

Iason had expected Riki to revert to his mongrel attitude but it hadn’t happen yet. It had been three weeks and Riki had yet to do anything to warrant any punishment. Iason missed the fire that burned in the eyes of his Pet and the resulting discipline sessions that had aroused them both to the point of taking his Pet forcefully.

The door to the penthouse opened to a silent home. Iason cast his eyes around the room wondering why Riki hadn’t come to greet him at the door as he was supposed to. The faint sounds of chains rubbing together caught his attention and Iason felt a smile twitch his lips. It sounded like his Pet was preparing himself for Iason’s return. The mental image of his Pet, in chains while he masturbated made Iason hurry to his bedroom. The door was open a crack and Iason called out to Riki.

“I like this kind of surprise Pet,” said Iason as he pushed the door open.

Instead of finding Riki in the midst of pleasuring himself, he was hanging from the ceiling by the chains that Iason had placed around his neck and wrists. The noise had been the chains rubbing together as Riki’s body slowly swung back and forth.

Iason moved with inhuman speed. He grabbed Riki around the waist and un-looped the chains from around his neck. He laid Riki on the bed and searched desperately for a pulse, a breath, a heartbeat, anything to tell him that Riki had not left him. Riki’s body was already cooling and taking on the grayish pallor of the newly dead. Iason stared at the body of his beloved Pet as anguish poured through him. A slip of paper clutched in Riki’s cold fist caught his attention and he pulled it free.


Iason,

You’ve told me that I will always be your Pet and that I’d never be free from you. You took everything from me. I have nothing left but pride. It won’t allow me to be caged any longer.

We could have made it work, but you wouldn’t bend and give me the one thing I wanted. I would have stayed with you if you asked me, but you never did. I was your Pet; your property. I couldn’t live that way any more. You won the battle, Iason. I’ll always be your Pet.

I won the war. I am free.

Riki the Dark and Free


Iason read and re-read the note until the lines blurred and stopped making sense. He knelt on the floor next to his beloved Pet. Riki had become his world and now, that world had been forever snatched from him. Iason bowed his head as silent silvery tears fell from grief filled blue eyes.