Our Master~ (Group RP)

[Sosuke0549]

Jiro laid on the floor. Covered in sweat, blood, tears, and cum. He trembled slightly his eyes hollow and cold as he slipped in and out of consciousness. He had cried even more when his master returned and watched how the strangers raped him. It hurt.... He felt betrayed.

His entire body hurt like hell, his breathing shallow.

 

 

“What are you waiting for? Clean this mess up.“ [/Quote]

His master ordered but he didn't move. His vision blurry. Durning the torture-a man had stepped on his glasses. Destryong them.

He layed on the floor in utter sadness and pain. There was no way he or Tomeo would be able to stand after that. They would probably be out of commission for at lest a week. The door bell rang. Jiro was able to move his head a little to see a beautiful girl standing in the door way.

“Alejandro.“ [/Quote]

Her voice was sweet...and her skin probably as soft as a rose petal.

“Bertha... What a pleasant surprise. Excuse me about the mess.“[/Quote]

Bertha? Jiro had never seen or heard of her before. He was surprised When his master kissed her hand.

“How can I help you?“[/Quote]

Why was she here? Who is that women to master? Jiro struggle to stay awake. Watching closely.

[Keru-chan]

His whole body felt numb. Covered in his own cum and from the strangers he lay there. Humiliated and completely, utterly destroyed. As he once again felt the tears starting to burn his eyes he somehow managed to raise his arm and covered his eyes. Ashamed that he was so weak. "I'm sorry.." He repeated and drew a deep breath to then perceive something else. Someone had arrived. Someone important. Someone that obviously wasn't inferior to Alejandro. It didn't hurt him to see how he gently kissed her hand. But it surely hurt Jiro. And only with that thought in his mind he gathered the remaining little strength that he had and he didn't know how he did it but he actually started to crawl towards Jiro to then block the way for him and gently cover his eyes with his hand. "Don't look. Don't torture yourself anymore" He whispered to the other one as he lay down beside Jiro. Heavily breathing.

 

This was enough for one day. And somewhere inside of him, Tomoe felt that letting Jiro see more of this would be too much. He didn't want to see him cry anymore. Or hear him scream or beg to anyone. Especially not to Alejandro. Tomoe didn't know what that had exactly made Jiro to love this man. But he was sure that the love he harbored against Alejandro was one that would only give him pain. "Please..don't move" He said and exhaled in a exhausted sigh.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Alejandro sighed softly as he tugged Bertha closer to himself and purposely blocked the view of the living room from her. "Sorry, I'll make sure to get them in their places. Would you like some tea?" Bertha only let out a soft laugh and nodded with a charming smile. "Of course. Take whatever the time you need with your dogs... My own is waiting outside, should I let her in?" She asked softly while the man smiled and nodded. "Of course, I wouldn't want her running away because of me."

 

With these words, a shy, small girl slowly crawled inside - she was wearing a short maid dress and had long, black hair as well as icy blue eyes. "M-Master?.." She almost whispered out while staring at Bertha's feet. "Kitty, go and help out those dogs." She ordered, though her voice was way softer than Alejandro's - and still, the girl nodded and slowly got on her feet, keeping her gaze down. She walked off to the living room, glancing at Jiro and Tomoe with a pitiful look. "C-Can you stand up?.."

 

Meanwhile, Alejandro and Bertha walked off to the kitchen, with Alejandro keeping a hand around the woman's waist. "I can see the party went well, mm?" She teased the other with a smile while the man sighed and shook his head. "I swear, I have to teach those two some discipline. What did you do to make yours such an obedient girl?"

[Sosuke0549]

Jiro continued to watch the women and his master... he saw how gentle He was with her...and how he wished he showed such affection to him. He blinked as his view was blocked by Tomeo. The slave gently covered his eyes with his hand. It made Jiro...rather happy.

"Don't look. Don't torture yourself anymore" [/Quote]

He whispered as he laid beside him. Unlike his master Tomeo cared.... he cared for someone like him. He sniffles - a few stray tears falling from his eyes at how kindly Tomeo treated him. He slowly took Tomeo's hand- touching it softly as he nuzzled into the boys soft, warm palm.

Crying silently.

"T...thank you..."

He whispered to Tomeo. He now never wanted to be separated from Tomeo...

"C-Can you stand up?.."[/Quote]

He heard a girl's voice. He looked up seeing a rather innocent girl. Jiro Shook his head looking away from her.

"H...help...Tomeo first"

He decided he would devote himself to someone else...someone who loved him... cared about him... and it seemed Tomeo fit that category perfectly.

[Keru-chan]

He slowly closed his eyes, only listened to the sound of Jiro's quiet quivering breaths as he cried silently. What had they done to deserve this horrible life? What had he done that god considered so wrong that he had placed him here? He didn't move an inch, and instead just let the other one gently touch his hand as he thanked him. Then they were suddenly interrupted by a feminine quiet voice that asked both of them a question. Slowly, he heaved his eyelids up to then let his gaze be swept towards the neat girl beside them. Obviously, she was a slave. Just like they were. Hearing the other one quietly stutter the words out, that she should help him first he was rather quick with parting his lips and slightly trembling he heaved himself up from the floor. "I'm okay..take him first" He said and then with shaking legs stood up and stumbled to the nearest wall for support.

 

Placing his hands on the solid surface he took in a deep breath and then raised his gaze and glanced towards the girl that tried to help Jiro up from the floor. This was cruel. Too cruel. They were also human beings so why were they treated like trash? Because they weren't rich? Because they didn't have fancy clothes? Or expensive jewelry? This was unfair, cruel and wrong in all ways he could imagine.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

The girl let out a soft, small smile as she nodded and crouched down to gently pick Jiro up. She let out a slightly shaky breath as she held the boy up, then glanced over at Tomeo. "Where are your rooms?" She asked quietly, the dress revealing her slim legs. The young slave kept the small smile on her face as she put on of Jiro's hands over her shoulder and sighed out softly. These boys were treated so much worse than she was... Master Bertha always took good care of her, as long as she obeyed - then again, Alejandro would've too, if the boys wouldn't have disobeyed.

 

The tall male, in the meanwhile, sat down on a chair with Bertha with a cup of tea for both of them as they engaged a small talk. It seemed that they'd known each other for a long time - yet their relationship was far more interesting. Bertha was the sister of the woman Alejandro married - and killed afterwards. Surprisingly enough, Bertha held great hatred towards her sister... Once it was over, the two of them became great friends - and maybe even something more.

[Sosuke0549]

Jiro winced As the girl helped him up, He wanted to stay with Tomeo for the night. He felt safe being around him.

"T-Tomeo's room is..t-that way"

He told the girl. But was mostly focused on Tomeo. Worried.

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In Tomeo's room Jiro still clung to the girl.

"T-the bathrooms threw...that door.. Please...clean Tomeo first- "

He said- turning to Tomeo.

"T..Tomeo...I... can I...stay with you..t-tonight?"

[Keru-chan]

On his own two legs he stumbled through the corridor, up the stairs and when they finally reached the room he couldn't help but sink down on the floor on his knees. Clearly exhausted even if he hadn't walked that far. He took in a deep breath and then exhaled in a sigh. He had become weak. Slowly he heaved himself up from the floor to then, slightly surprised turn his gaze towards Jiro. "Eh? Well, yeah of course" He said and his eyes softened as he then stumbled his way to the bathroom door. "I'll wash myself off". The girl immediately turned to him and was on her way to follow him in but he shook his head. "It's okay, stay with Jiro". And so he closed the door behind him.

 

The first thing he did was to observe himself in the mirror. Look at how much he had fallen. If it continued. He would soon not be able to stand up for himself. He sighed and then suddenly came to think of his Master. How in the world had he become the person that he was today? What was it that had tainted his heart black? Because no creature was born evil, they became evil afterwards through their own choices. So what choice had made Alejandro fall to the darkness? Tomoe made his way to the shower, leaned on the wall and then turned it on. Only stood there under the heavy rain of water. Thereafter he took the soap and started to massage his skin with it. Cleaned himself from all his mistakes, regrets and pain. And when he was done he schampooed his hair and wrapped a towel around his hips and walked out of the bathroom. "You can go in now" He said while he dropped down on the bed and drew a hand through his wet brown hair that hanged down over his face.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

The girl let out a soft sigh as the three of them walked to the boy's room. So his name was Tomoe... And the other one... Jiro? “U-Uhm... I'm Marzia, just in case...“ She muttered out, her cheeks rosy as she gently layed Jiro down on the bed. The young girl sighed out softly as she nodded at Tomoe, then gently began undressing Jiro to see if he had any injuries... All the scars made her eyes widen and her hands tremble. “Did Master's friend do this?...“

 

She bit down on her lip as she glared lightly at Tomoe when he came back. “You don't listen to your Master's orders. Why? I heard how he told you to clean up the room... Master won't hurt you if you obey...“ She whispered out quietly as she gently helped the dark-haired boy stand. She truly believed that if one was a slave, he had to obey his master no matter what. And if he did, he would be rewarded... Marzia sniffled softly as her grip around Jiro tightened slightly and she entered the bathroom, hoping that Tomoe will go and clean, as Alejandro ordered...

[Sosuke0549]

Jiro wished he could smile As the girl introduced herself but he couldn't. He had just got a rude awakening- a harsh slap in the face from reality. The girl seemed sweet... and She was gentle As she laid him down on the bed and undressed him. All the scars, cuts, bruises, slashes, bites, hickies and more- revealing there glory when she saw his body.

“Did Master's friend do this?...“[/Quote]

"Some are from my Master....some are...from his friends"

He said hopelessly. He looked like a hollow shell.

"You can go in now"[/Quote]

Jiro turned at Tomoe- He was so thankful that the other one would let him stay the night. He still remembered how he stood up for him... how gently He treated him... He was surprised by Marzia's words. There master always liked torturing them... weather they were good or bad. He clung as tight as he could to get girl as she helped him into the bathroom. Not caring that he was naked...He felt like a glass bottle that was shattered into a million pieces And he didn't think he would recover. His Master- just might of broken his spirt ....

[Keru-chan]

As he wiped his body with another towel he in the background noticed how the girl began to undress Jiro. And somewhere inside of him he wanted her to disappear even though she had helped them and still did. After all, she did it on her Master's order. Not on her own accord. Tomoe was sure that she wouldn't give a damn about them if it hadn't been for that woman. That girl was in his eyes, pathetic. But he couldn't blame her for not having a will of her own. Living to long by someone else's feet led to this. "I will tell you the reason why when I come back" he said while taking on a shirt and pants.

 

It was a very unsteady walk down the stairs to the dining room. With a bucket filled with water and some kind of detergent in his right hand an old rag in his other he kneeled down on the floor and began to clean it from all the cum. It hurt just to move. But he didn't have a choice than to do it. If he didn't move he was nothing more than a corpse. And if he didn't speak from his heart it was the same as not living at all. All of the pain, he had to endure it. Because it belonged to the way he currettly walked. He would not let himself break. Not by Alejandro or by anyone else.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Marzia sighed out softly as she slowly layed Jiro into the bath and huffed. Clearly even such work was already a strain for her weak muscles... She grabbed the shower head and bit her lip as she turned on warm water in a weak flow. "Is this alright?" She asked softly as she began washing the slave's body carefully. The young girl didn't have problems with seeing blood- or... Private parts. Master Bertha often showed her off to men... No one could touch her though, but she was mostly naked - her breasts and bottom had to be revealed, so often she only wore stockings and some accessories.

 

When they were done, Marzia just as carefully brought Jiro back and sighed. "You should do what your Master told you..." She muttered out as she suddenly walked off - Master Bertha didn't tell her do anything else. She could go back to the woman she loved... The girl was a bit like Jiro - just, Bertha actually loved her back. The girl soon was back at her Master's feet, a shy smile on her face. "I-I finished, Master." She whispered out, looking at the floor while Alejandro looked at her amused. "What an obedient kitty you are..."

[Sosuke0549]

Jiro saddened as Tomeo left. He winced As Marzia slowly placed him in the bath. She grabbed a shower head and turned it on. Warm water hitting his cut, burned and battered skin.

"Is this alright?"[/Quote]

She asked softly -He nodded rubbing his eyes as he struggled not to cry. He wished today never happened!

She softly began washing his body, when she finished. She dried him off, dressed him and laid him down on Tomeo's comfortable bed. Jiro barred his face into the sheets. They smelled like Tomeo...the boys scent was so...comforting. Jiro laid there in a loose black shirt and loose purple running shorts. Clenching his broken glasses.

"You should do what your Master told you..." [/Quote]

She muttered out as she suddenly walked off .

Jiro heard her but said nothing. She didn't know her master... she wasn't his door mate! She wasn't HIS PIECE OF SHIT!

[Keru-chan]

As he finished his work he wiped his forehead with the back of his right hand and drew a deep tired sigh as he rose from the floor. Right now he only wished to rest. He grunted and then went to the bathroom to tip the dirty water in the toilet and then flush. Afterwards he cleaned the toilet through roughly just in case. He could hear his Master and the woman speak in the kitchen and he hardly closed his eyes in a attempt to ignore them. But he just couldn't forget how coldly Alejandro had rejected Jiro. It was so cruel. Tomoe stumbled his way up the stairs and back to his room where he found Jiro on his bed. The sight the boy made him vaguely smile as he walked up to the bed and sunk down on the other side of it. "Do you know why I don't do as he says?" He asked and looked down at the floor with a rather sad face. "I think that all humans and living beings are worth the same. Wether they are a rich man or a street child. We're humans too Jiro, we have rights just like everyone else and you can't own someone else. That's what I think".

 

While wondering how his life would proceed from this point he lay down beside Jiro and closed his eyes. Only to fall asleep one minute later.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Alejandro sighed out as he crossed his legs and leaned back down while looking straight at Bertha who was gently petting her slave. "Are you serious with this proposal?" He asked quietly as the woman nodded and smiled. "Of course I am. Connecting our houses would be an amazing oportunity to increase both of our power... And I wouldn't mind sharing my kitty with you, as long as you share your dogs." Bertha said with a light chuckle while Alejandro smirked and nodded. "All yours, Bertha."

 

After a short while of talking, Bertha left to her mansion with the promise of coming back later. To actually move in here. Alejandro, on the meanwhile, walked to see his slaves. He entered the room and tsk'ed at the sight of them in one bed. "If you want to eat anything, you can go now." He said simply and walked back out. He didn't want to look at Jiro any longer than this... Seeing the boy caused disgust. Slaves shouldn't even have feelings.

[Sosuke0549]

Jiro had a few tears slipping from his gorgeous eyes. He quickly whipped them away hearing Tomeo come in. He raised his head slightly.

"T-Tomeo..."

The other Sat and suddenly spoke to him.

"Do you know why I don't do as he says?" [/Quote]

He asked looking down at the floor with a rather sad face. Jiro bit his lip.

"B-because... "

He soon fell silent shaking his head.

"I think that all humans and living beings are worth the same. Wether they are a rich man or a street child. We're humans too Jiro, we have rights just like everyone else and you can't own someone else. That's what I think". [/Quote]

Jiro had never heard of such a thing. All his life He was NEVER treated like someone's equal. He was always someone's slave. He was always owned... he was never...free. did such a thing even exist?

"T...Tomeo.... I..."

But the other had already fallen asleep. As Jiro laid there- facing Tomeo, He gently touched his cheek. The boy was beautiful... oh so beautiful. Jiro wanted to be like him so badly! To be brave...to see yourself as something important and free.

"If you want to eat anything, you can go now." [/Quote]

Jiro flinched hearing his master's voice. He looked up at his master who only looked disgusted with him, or from what he could see... his glasses were broken.

"M...master Alejandro.... wait... please wait... d-Do you hate me now? A-Are you...going to sell me"

His voice weak and afraid.

[Keru-chan]

Letting himself drift away to the land of dreams he met his mother and his beloved violin. He played for her and she smiled proudly and warmly at her son that was performing. Right now, Tomoe wished that he could stay here forever. He didn't have anything to return to. That was what he thought until a picture of Jiro appeqred in his head and his heart suddenly began to lightly flutter in his chest. He stopped playing. What would happen with Jiro? Would their Master throw hi away or keep him to torture him? Would he use his feelings to his advantage to make it even more painful for him? Tomoe swallowed and looked away from the picture. What could he do to reduce his pain? He wondered as the picture and the surroundings began to fade away and changed.

 

This time he was in the very familiar basement in his home. It was dark and the four walls that surrounded him seemed to come closer and closer as he screamed and cried. He was scared. So extremely scared. Then it stopped. And he sat there on the floor and cried. What could he do to become stronger? Strong enough to protect himself and those he cared for. That was what he wished for.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Alejandro tsk'ed at the question and closed his eyes as he turned around and looked at Jiro with a cold look. "I don't exactly like sharing... If you obey, I might treat you like before. Now... Before you eat, come with me. You need new glasses. Be more careful next time." The tall male said a bit coldly as he glared at Tomoe and sighed before walking towards him and delivering a harsh kick to his stomach.

 

"You dare sleep when I'm in the room?" His question was calm, yet cold, as well as his eyes. Only if one would look close enough, he could see violent waves raging inside... The purple-haired male soon turned around and walked off, expecting Jiro to follow him like the obedient puppy he was... Truly, he was slightly upset the other turned out like this. Feelins, disobedience, it was all the work of Tomoe. He knew it.

[Sosuke0549]

Jiro stared at his master. He no longer saw him the same as before. He only wanted to stay because of Tomeo. His master tsk'ed at his question. Looking at him coldly.

"I don't exactly like sharing... If you obey, I might treat you like before. Now... Before you eat, come with me. You need new glasses. Be more careful next time." [/Quote]

Jiro realized how inconsiderate his master really was... He didn't like sharing?! Then why the hell did he let the strangers rape him! And be more careful?! He didn't break his glasses! One of his master's guests did!!!

He no longer would go out of his way to make his master happy. He would only do such a thing for Tomeo and only Tomeo... because he actually cared.

 

Jiro was shocked when his master walked towards Tomeo and kicked him harshly in the stomach.

"You dare sleep when I'm in the room?"[/Quote]

"Master... Tomeo's tired..."

He quickly talked for him, but his master turned around and walked off. As soon as his master left He laid a hand on Tomeo's stomach.

"I'm sorry... I got to go... go back to sleep ok. I'll hurry back to you..."

His voice soft as he squeezed Tomeo's hand before climbing out of bed to go after his master with shaky legs. He wished he had the courage to kiss Tomeo! To kiss him so...loveingly.

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Jiro stood far away from his master as he retrieved his new pare of glasses. He looked down. Refusing to meet his eyes. Around his master... he'd be a hollow sell... but around Tomeo he'd go above and beyond.

[Keru-chan]

Tomoe was harshly pulled out of his dreams when a stunning pain spread from his stomach. His eyelids fluttered open and he gasped, obviously surprised as he hardly gripped the bed sheets to prevent himself from screaming or anything else. Then his metal grey gaze was moved upwards to the purple haired man. And Tomoe glared at him with such an intensive glance in his eyes before heaving himself up in a sitting position with a hand on his stomach. Bastard. Thereafter his gaze turned slightly worried when Jiro came to the side of the bed and talked to him. Where were he going? That was the first question that appeared in his head. His second was: Does Alejandro have any further secret plans involved in this? Only the thought that their Master would hurt Jiro when he couldn't do anything filled him with rage. He didn't say anything though as Jiro then softly gripped his hand for a few seconds and then left.

 

Under the time he was alone he was unable to go back to the other peaceful world he had previously been in. After all, he felt like it was wrong to go back to sleep when Jiro had to be with Alejandro.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Alejandro's breathing shook slightly as he walked upstairs. He didn't feel that good... The cold was probably kicking in. The tall male covered his mouth as he coughed, closing his eyes for a bit. Great. When the two of them reached the room where Jiro would get his new glasses, Alejandro felt awful. He rubbed his forehead slightly as he grabbed out a pair of glasses and silently gave them to his slave, his eyes a bit bloodshot. The man was clearly sick - even his usually pale cheeks were a bit flushed.

 

"Jiro... Why would you betray me like that?" He murmured out all of a sudden as he leaned back against a counter and coughed again, his body trembling slightly. "You used to be so obedient... Now look at you... I can't even trust you anymore..." This was a giant surprise. Alejandro sounded somewhat... Hurt.

[Sosuke0549]

Jiro only thought of Tomeo... until his master handed him His new pare of glasses. He quickly put them on. He was no longer So obsessed with his master..so he hadn't knowledge him feeling ill.

"Jiro... Why would you betray me like that?" [/Quote]

Jiro's eyes widened as he met his master's eyes. His master looked....sick...real sick.He had never seen his master tremble.

"You used to be so obedient... Now look at you... I can't even trust you anymore..." [/Quote]

Jiro felt anger build up inside him. Pain and anger.

"I never betrayed you! You betrayed me!"

His voice like pure venom.

"You always do what you like! You hurt me and you never care! You let those filthy men touch me! As soon as I forget to do something you betrayed me! I never thought you'd let disgusting men rape me! I never wanted to be treated like that again, I only wanted to be blessed with your affection! Your touch! No one else is worthy but you master! But YOU! YOU BETRAYED ME! I have become Soiled..."

His voice cracked as he continued.

" You look at me with disgust.... I loved you and.... you said "don't touch me... Tear them apart, for all I care." I confessed my feelings for you and you abandoned me, tell me you do not look at me with disgust.."

He looked away. His voice soft as tears slipped from his eyes.

"You got a new slave... I was afraid you'd get rid of me... you knew I couldn't take two dildos but you always pushed me... you humiliated me in front of your friends....and you let them rape me. Do you know what they did when you rejected me master..?"

He looked at him.

"They laughed. They said I was worthless...not fit for you... that love wasn't real..."

He struggled to whip his tears away starting to sobbed.

"It hurts master.... But...T-Tomeo... He is..nice to me... "

After a long moment Jiro apologized for raising his voice and crying. Knowing his master hated crying and probably the sound of his voice.

"... Master...You aren't well... please go to bed..i-I'll make you..some soup."

He quickly wanted to retreat.

[Keru-chan]

It felt like he had waited for an eternity for Jiro to return. Where were he? And what was he doing right now? He wanted to know. Because he knew that he couldn't trust Alejandro. Still, Tomoe was very well aware of that man's condition. He had noticed it. The slight change. Something wasn't right. But he couldn't really figure it out. A inpatient sigh left his lips as he left the bed and opened the door to then leave the bedroom and follow the sound of voices that after a while became more and more clearer.

 

Jiro was screaming? That was the first thing that appeared in his tired mind as he decided to stop where he were, standing outside the room. He leaned his back against the wall, crossed his arms over his chest and then just listened. Jiro was pouring his heart out in there. And somewhere inside of him, Tomoe felt proud. Proud over that the boy that had lost all of his will actually stood up for himself in this moment. This meant that he had carried his words with him.

 

Since the brown haired boy didn't want to interrupt he stayed outside for a further more seconds before he turned and began to walk away. Knowing that Jiro would be fine. Because right now, he was taking back his worth as a human.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Alejandro's expression didn't seem to falter even the slightest as the slave began yelling. All he did was rub his forehead to get rid of the throbbing headache... The tall male closed his eyes as he tried to pretend that he didn't care - and yet each word stung. For the first time, he realized he hated seeing Jiro cry not because it annoyed him, but because it hurt him as well. His deep blue eyes slowly opened as he looked at the boy who quietly apologized and offered for him to rest - so he still cared...?

 

Instead of letting the other go away, Alejandro slowly reached out and wrapped one arm around his small body, pulled him close and rested his chin on the top of his head as he breathed out softly, closing his eyes. "Love isn't real in my world." He said quietly, just holding Jiro close, with the other hand lightly stroking his silky hair. "I can't feel it." It was true - kind of like a mental illness, Alejandro wasn't able of experiencing love. Maybe he just hadn't found anyone, but... He felt like this was going to last forever. He had no idea what love is - his brain simply didn't know that feeling.

 

"I don't know how to behave with you anymore... You were my favorite, you still are, but... It's like you're slipping away..." Alejandro murmured out while his grip around the other tightened even more. "I got so angry... So confused... Jiro, I didn't know what to do..." He knew all his reasons sounded pathetic as he opened his eyes slightly - right now they displayed honest sadness. "I'm... I'm sorry..." He whispered out quietly, holding the boy close, tightly to his own body, as if afraid to let go.

[Sosuke0549]

After yelling at his master He tried to hurry out of the room, but he suddenly felt a arm wrap around his small body. A chin resting on his head As he heard his master breathing . Was his master really hugging him? He couldn't believe it...was he dreaming?!

"M-master..What are y-"

"Love isn't real in my world." [/Quote]

Jiro slumped in his master's strong arms, He had always wanted to hug his master... But hearing him say love wasn't real... He tried to pull away. How could he say that! But his master's grip was way too strong. He tensed feeling his master stroke his silky hair.

"I can't feel it." [/Quote]

Jiro glanced up at his master... was he being...nice?! Was he really speaking the truth.

"I don't know how to behave with you anymore... You were my favorite, you still are, but... It's like you're slipping away..." [/Quote]

Jiro's heart sank. If this was a trap to win him back -he was falling HARD into it. He felt Master

Alejandro grip around him tighten more.

"I got so angry... So confused... Jiro, I didn't know what to do..." [/Quote]

Any normal person would think the man's reasons were pathetic but Jiro had fallen hard for this man. And he was head over heels in love. He'd forgive this man regardless- weather he ment it or not.

"I'm... I'm sorry..." [/Quote] His Master whispered out quietly, holding him close. He felt like he was dreaming. He felt on cloud nine! He felt....happy.

"M...master. "

Jiro was shocked. He turned around in his master's arms, facing him and barred himself into his chest- taking in the man's scent. Tearing up as he hugged his master back.

"I...I forgive you...master. I'm sorry I...angered you..."

Once again...He was in the palm of his Master's hands.