Training.

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN LOVELESS. DON\'T SUE ME.

The inspiration for this piece came from the episode TEARLESS. I\'ve only watched the anime so I\'m not sure how accurate my characterization would be. Nevertheless, I hope you enjoy and review.
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v108/mzbabiibitz/vlcsnap-182212.png < a picture from the episode that brought this idea to mind.

Training.


A hiss escaped his mouth as the whip met his skin. This was part of his training. He gritted his teeth, as he was told. He could not show pain. That was another thing he was told. His sensei, Ritsu, took no mercy on the strikes, attacking the young male as if he were an opponent. There was a pause, as if he took pity on the boy to stop for a moment. Then it began again. The skin on Soubi\'s back was marred by reddish welts. An especially hard strike came down on his back. He could not hold back the soft cry which escaped his lips. He himself could no longer stand, dropping to his hands and knees for support.

The whipping stopped. A gentle hand moved up to caress his ear. Then, a soft whisper.

\"Zero have no sense of pain.\"

It was like a small reminder before the whip burned his skin once more. No sense of pain. Do not be like Zero, feel the pain. Use it for your advantage. He barely registered his sensei\'s next words, the pain burning every inch of his body.

\"... you should be able to endure it. Clench your teeth.\"

Yes, he was enduring it. This was just one more obstacle. He would be an excellent fighter. Gradually, he body numbed, his mind concentrated. Yes, indeed he could endure it.

He lost track of time, and soon the lesson was over.

He opened his eyes, and sat up. The man before him had something to say.

\"In a fight, you must be graceful. One who knows pain cannot lose to one who doesn\'t.\"

He took the information in, and was about to drift into unconsciousness. He was so... worn. But Ritsu took hold of his chin, tilting his head upward.

\"Fight through the greatest pain, and nothing will be able to hurt you.\"

His lips were instantly captured after the statement. His ears again being caressed.

\"Soubi-kun, let\'s rid of these tonight.\"

He already had no shirt, and now all that stood in the way were his pants. \"Sensei...\", the word a gasp as the older man grinded against him. Those lips almost suffocated him with passion. Nimble fingers ghosted up and down his chest, almost apologetically for the injures caused earlier. The lips released him only to attack his collarbone and neck, drawing more gasps from him.

Soubi\'s felt his body warm up as did the one rubbing against his. A hand undid his zipper, reaching into his pants to stroke his member. Soon, the offending garment was pulled down to his ankles. Sensations never felt before wracked his body. He watched as the older man undid his own pants, stripping himself of his pants and his shirt. Another kiss, another moan.

\"Soubi-kun... there\'s another type of pain. But sometimes, it comes with something else.\"

He looked up past his bangs, and saw the look of desire on the Ritsu\'s face. He was caught off guard as a finger entered him. This must be what sensei hinted me. The finger withdrew suddenly.

\"This should be part of the lesson. Turn around.\"

It was order. Soubi recognized it. He turned and braced himself against the wall. He felt his sensei\'s hardness press up against his entrance.

\"Remember what you were taught.\"

He barely muffled a cry as his sensei harshly entered him. However, the man stilled, waiting for Soubi to adjust. The lesson was not his only objective.

\"Soubi-kun, does it hurt?\"

He remained silent, waited, and shook his head. The pain would fade. Ritsu resumed his movements, slowly drawing out of the virgin, and quickly going back in. Soubi arched his back against Ritsu as the pain seared through his body, resting his forehead on the wall in front of him. He felt the friction caused by the tightening of his inexperienced hole around his teacher\'s member. It invaded his insides, burned them.

Then a spot inside him was struck, causing everything to stop and him to feel nothing but pleasure. He heard the man behind him chuckle, withdrawing and hitting that spot again. The pleasure gradually swallowed the pain, causing him to push back against the man\'s fierce thrusts. Without his awareness, moans escaped his mouth. There was a tension building up in his body. Fingers wove themselves into his hair as the thrusts increased in speed.

A husky whisper met his ear, \"You can scream now, Soubi-kun.\"

The pounding became more urgent, bringing him to his climax. He screamed no one\'s name, only a cry of pure pleasure came from his mouth. A grunt accompanied the spilling of the older man\'s essence inside of him. The two fell to the floor, gasping from their previous activities. Soubi turned to his side for a more... comfortable position, causing the softened member to slip out of him.

Fingers ran through his hair, bringing attention to something that was missing.

\"Soubi-kun, this new look is quite nice...\"

He looked at the glass window, seeing a blurry reflection, but still visible. His ears and tail were gone. A voice brought his eyes off the image to look at the speaker.

\"You listen very well...\"

Yes, I will be good for my Sacrifice, my master.