I'm a slow updater, but that's cause I take awhile to write and be satisfied. I really apologize to my readers that I don't update faster.

Moans filled the air of the little wooden house in the garden. Pain and pleasure echoed around them as skin on skin gave background accompaniment. Kyou felt his body burn with pain, everywhere Akito touched was hurting him. The pinches and bites were bruising his once tanned skin and the soft caresses as the head of the household examined his handiwork caused disgusted shivers to rack his body. The bleeding was slowing down but the burn of the pain was deep in his tissue. It was making him weak to his senses. The more he tried to block it out the more he seemed to feel.

He was not one to give up too easily though, when his weak attempts to push the raven off weren't enough. With his undamaged leg, Kyou tried to kick off the offender instead. Previous showings of weakness pushed away. However the lack of energy from the massive amount of blood lost and abuse, had left his attempts lacking in much force and direction. It was in that moment flailing and struggling that Kyou's thigh had brushed against, much to his horror, the bulging member of the man that was pinning him down.

Unwanted memories rushed into his head as Akito released a pleasured moan from the contact. The memory of the taste of the last encounter teased the back of his tongue. Sheer panic was taking over, but a hand suddenly coming over his eyes and a hard bite to the neck blanked his mind. The teeth bruising but not breaking skin, the pressure of the hand on his eyes, blocking out the world. The soft caress on his inner thigh as a hand made its way upwards. He didn't want this. He wanted to stop this. But he just laid there, as teeth were replaced my lips, and moisture was felt as a tongue lapped at the spot. He was lost, and all he could do was feel.

Maybe it was the fear, or the shock or most likely the blood lost, 'Definitely the blood lost.' but Kyou had passed out. In the midst of the pain, the soft caresses, the vice grips and ghosting breaths, Kyou couldn't recall, but somewhere after the bite and slightly before a thumb had pressed into the knife wound on his leg that he found himself at an out of body moment. Disconnected from his body, he stared up at the ceiling of the cage, looking past the hand that obstructed part of the view. There were no thoughts, no sounds, no sensations of any sort, then it was black.

'This is nice.'

Hatori stared at the dishevelled man before him. His office door was (what he could assume was a kick) kicked of its hinges laid in a mess under the perpetrator's feet. The dragon waited for the dog to catch his breath and and possibly his decency. It was getting quite late and Hatori didn't want to hang about longer then needed especially for the nonsense that his cousin would would bring. He was tired it had been a long day, but it was far from over. Kyou was going to need more medical attention soon and he needed to check if there was enough disinfectant left.

"K-Kazuma." the dragon raised a brow. 'Oh, I see what this is about.' Putting more gauze into a small carry on bag, the family doctor considered his words. Slightly less then half a bottle full of disinfectant was placed in along side various wound treating materials before the bag was snapped shut.

"He came to me Shigure." Dark brown eyes glared into dark green ones. The truth had been flat and straight to the point. Nothing to add, nothing to take away, yet Shigure still asked, "Why?"

It had been Yuki's and his first week of school. They had come to the main compound after a week of absence, arriving just before the gloomy clouds gave way to the equally deary drops of rain. Tea and snacks were brought out as Kyou babbled on about the day he had at school. Haru and Momiji listened excitedly, wanting to know what awaited them the year ahead. Highlighting on lunchtime antics and soccer games, the youngest pair in the room ohh and ahh wanting more.

"And then," The young cat continued, innocently slinging an arm over Yuki's shoulder, "I pass the ball, and Yuki here scores a goal and we.." was the last bit of joyous tale, before tea was spilled and the sharp sound of skin contacting was heard.

The sound echoed in the suddenly quiet room as the children quiet down in horror. Kyou looked up at the young heir in training, hand on his cheek in shock. The strike had been so sudden and unexpected that no one knew how to react. No movements, no sound, just quiet fear. It wasn't till Akito had moved his hand down and walked out of the room, slamming the door did the noise begin. Momiji was panicking trying to get close to see the damaged cheek which Yuki was already inspecting. Haru asked Kyou what bad thing could he have done as Yuki told Momiji to stop shoving. Kyou stared dazed unsure what had happened.

Kyou wasn't seen at the main house the rest of the month. His mother upset he was hit. Light swelling and redness could not escape her eyes. She reached out to hug him as he told her what had happened, but held herself back as she was about to embrace him. The stood there at the entryway of their small home, a mother holding back her tears and a son confused and hurt. Following her wishes, Kyou didn't visit the main house with the others until he was summoned and his mother couldn't refuse.

Akito heard a sharp gasp as he pressed into the knife wound. Blood poured out again, all previous attempts of Kyou's body to heal the wound ripped apart at the cells once again. 'So even monster bleed red, huh?' He gleeful wonderment of the crimson liquid that poured out disappeared from his face when he looked up, lifted his other hand, and saw the other set of crimson he had come to enjoy when tinged with fear were shut behind pale eye lids. An ugly scowl marred his face. Looming over the unconscious boy, the dark haired man couldn't restrain himself.

Mouth forming in a hard line, he slapped the orange haired boy, whose head rolled to the side in response. "You little bitch." Grabbing his neck he proceeding to strangle the boy. "I'm not done with you and you dare pass out. Who the fuck do you think you are!" Receiving only choked gasps, Akito released his grip. "You disgusting creature! Just cause you get to play house and have your so called friends, you think you can defy me!"

Slaps after slaps didn't gain any reaction form the unconscious cat, but Akito didn't care, he was venting. "How the fuck are you allowed to live a life!" Teeth were gritting in anger. "A monster like you out in the world. Hah!" Black eyes were becoming unfocused. "You should have been thrown in here the moment you were born, but your disgusting mother had to covet you." Breathing was becoming more and more laboured as all the festering frustrations in his heart built up.

"Why do you get to leave your cage when I don't!"

Building up, building up. Thank you for those who are still following this. Again I'm sorry I write slow.