Hiead sighed inwardly, “That god damn Zero, always trying to upstage me..”

What he didn’t notice--or, more correctly, didn’t pay attention to--was that Ikhny, his “abused” partner was also in the room. Of course, trying to gain his approval (although not in the best way) she spoke up,

“Why not get revenge?”

Hiead stood still, “What did I tell you about not trying to understand me, Allecto?”
She bit her lip, knowing that she really shouldn’t have spoken up, but (for the random sake of this story) did so again,

“I know, Hiead, sir. But..I was just suggesting that you could revenge on Zero, for-for trying to upstage you.”
He smirked, but still didn’t turn around, and left the room.

****

Zero yawned, resting his head on the pillow as he tried to get some rest before yet another big test. He was alone this time, however, as Clay had run off to do god-know’s-what, and Hiead of course, was just gone. “How am I supposed to get some rest...I want to take the test now! Now...” He sighed, banging his head on the soft fabric, “I’m so bored...”

“You won’t be bored for long..” Zero sprang up, looking around,
“Who said that? Who’s ...oh, it’s YOU.” He jumped off the--er, tried to jump off the bed as Hiead lunged at him, pinning the boy on the bed by his wrists. Zero squirmed and struggled,

“Get off me, you bastard!” He clenched his teeth together as he gave escaping a last try, closing his eyes in the process. Then he felt Hiead let go, and, quite relieved, opened his eyes to leave--but was very unsuccessful. He was chained to the bed by two metal handcuffs, which had magically appeared on GOA. “What the HELL are you doing, Hiead? Get these damn things off!”

“Oh, but Zero...they are necessary!”

“Necessary; for what!?”
“My games..” He grinned, trailing a cold finger down the side of Zero’s neck, “No, our games.” Zero squirmed against Hiead’s unwelcome touch,
“Stop it! Damn it, stop!” Zero glared up at Hiead with his chestnut eyes, “Now. Stop it.”

Hiead chuckled, “And what right do you have to tell me to stop, when I am so obviously in control of,” He started to pop the buttons of Zero’s shirt, “you?”

Zero shook his head, “No...STOP IT!” He began struggling wildly, kicking his legs (which had yet to be restrained) and shaking his head violently, “DAMN IT! YOU LET ME GO, HIEAD, RIGHT NOW! I MEAN IT! I’LL KICK YOUR ASS!”

Hiead stood in front of the bed, arms crossed in annoyance, “I’ll have to do something about your legs...oh, but better still...” He pinned Zero’s legs down, and swiftly placed himself on Zero’s chest, his weight quickly stopping the other boy’s struggles. “I’m so comfortable, are you, Zero?”
Zero frowned, but didn’t say anything, ‘Maybe I should spit in his face..’ Of course, without much thought to the consequences, Zero did spit in Hiead’s face, barely missing his right ear. Hiead thought of endless threats he could have yelled at Zero then, but no, that would be too typical. Better just skip on ahead to his punishment. Hiead glanced around the room, but couldn’t find his “weapon of destruction” in the dull area. He groaned and got up, stepping over Clay’s bed to his. He reached under it, and pulled out a:

“Fe...ather?”

Hiead held the fluffy feather in the air, smirking triumphantly as he made himself, once again, comfortable sitting on Zero, although he sat on Zero’s legs this time,

“I need your chest...available.” Zero really didn’t want to know what Hiead was going to do, and he really didn’t want to find out. But of course, being chained to the bed wasn’t exactly something that even Zero could escape, and he had to deal with the fact that he *wasn’t* going anywhere, and that *something* was going to happen to him. Something awful. Well, for Zero it was going to be awful. For Hiead, it was going to be a great delight, to bring his one and only rival such torture.

Hiead finished popping off the last buttons, and then tore the shirt off of him completely, the flesh briefly covering itself in goose bumps from the gust of cold air. Hiead licked his lips, tracing a finger down the smooth skin, “Such soft flesh you have, Zero. It must be so sensative..”

“Hiead...don’t. Please...please don’t!” Hiead didn’t comply to his begging, and absently twirled his finger around the small nipple, which soon started to harden. Under the pressure, or inescapable erotic-ness of the feel of someone touching him so intimately--touching him where he rarely even touched himself. Hiead took his finger away, quickly replacing it with the soft feather, slowly and deliberately running it along Zero’s already hardened nipples. Zero squeezed his eyes shut, biting on his lips fiercely to keep from reacting to the soft touches, and worst of all-the feather. Zero’s skin was indeed, very sensitive, and even Hiead’s gentle touches had almost made him go insane, to burst into laughter from the ticklish sensations that it gave him. And of course, to hide his reactions from Hiead.

His attempts were futile, however, when Hiead wanted to see the pained and tortured look in Zero’s face--and instead saw a bit lip and slightly shaking shoulders. He suppressed a shout of victory, and began to stray away from his previous area (or, Zero’s nipples) and dragged the hard end of the feather along Zero’s soft sides, gently massaging the other side with his fingers. He grinned, looking up at Zero’s face. Zero was still trying to hide his laughter, but anyone could tell that that wasn’t going to work much longer. Zero’s lip was quivering violently, and his eyes were leaking tears.

‘I need something to bring him over the edge..’ He openly grinned, revealing 2 very sharp, very white fangs (along with the *rest* of his teeth) and dropped the feather, taking his hand and very breifly dancing it along the noticable bulge in Zero’s short. It worked, of course, and Zero’s oh-so-carefully-built dam broke in a split second.

“HEE-EE-HEE-IEAD! STOHAHAP IT, PLEHEHEAASE! NOHOHO! No..heho..moHOREEE!”

“More? You want more, Zero? Well, alright..” He danced them again, smiling each time he heard an agonized moan in Zero’s laughter, but as soon as he had started--he stopped. Just stopped. Zero, naturally, continued laughing for about a minute or so, while Hiead hid his feather once again, and then stood beside the bed. Zero, now almost fully recovered from the tickling, looked up a Hiead,

“Yoho..you, bastard...” Hiead gasped mockingly,

“Zero! How could you say such things! After all, you enjoyed this, did you not?”
“WHAT? No! Of course not! Why the hell would Iihiiiiiii...” Hiead had stroked the bulge again, which was growing in length at a rapid speed. ‘Stop..no..no..don’t stop....Hiead..don’t...stop..’ He couldn’t hide his need, and began trying to push himself against Hiead’s smooth hand. But Hiead stopped. Stopped, and left. Hiead just left, leaving the door, to Zero’s horror, wide open.

“Hiead? Hiead?! Where are you going?! HIEAD?!”

“Force! I think #88’s in he..oh my.” Aracd stopped in front of the doorway, eyes widening in surprise as he saw Zero, half naked, chained to the bed.

“What’s wrong, Aracd? Who’s in there...well...lookie here!” Force entered the room, shooing Aracd away, “I’ll be in here if you need me..”

~Owari~

~DE Yaten