Title: Aangel Moy (My Angel)
Author: MystWynd18
Archive: Yep, just let me know where it's going please.
Rating: NC-17
Warning: This is a YAOI/Slash fic, featuring M/M interaction, read at
your own discretion. Don't like this kind of thing don't read it.
Slight non- con at first, and possible bondage later.
Pairing: Kazuya Mishima/Lee Chaolan
Disclaimer: I don't own these lovely boys. This fic is not for
monetary purposes, only for entertainment. They belong to their
creators and such.
"Speech"
'Thought'
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Part One
Lee Chaolan, adopted son of Heihachi Mishima the former head of
Mishima Zaibatsu, was juggling papers in one hand and a coffee tray
with two cups of coffee on it in the other. After his foster brother
killed his foster father in the Iron Fist tournament, Kazuya had
taken over as acting head of the conglomerate, and he had reduced Lee
to the status of a lowly office secretary. He hated this new life and
there were days he just didn't want to get out of bed to go to work,
but he couldn't leave. At least he hadn't been kicked out of his
family's home; he wouldn't have had anywhere to go. Still even at
home he was a virtual servant as well.
A while later he'd finally finished his errands and was sitting down
to type up a letter when his buzzer buzzed; Kazuya wanted something.
He straightened his suit jacket and knocked softly on the closed
office doors. His boss bid him enter and he did so, closing the door
behind himself. He walked across the large airy office and settled in
the empty seat across the desk from his CEO.
"Ah Lee do have a seat, so good of you to respond to my summons so
promptly."
"Mishima-sama, what can I do for you?" He asked as respectfully as
possible.
"Mm, well I received a report from Nina recently. According to her
you are slacking off in certain duties. Why is that Chaolan-san?"
He was a bit stunned, Nina had ratted him out. True he had been
negligent recently, but it was only because he was so overwhelmed. He
not only ran the night operations with Nina, but he also worked at
home and as office secretary, and he was getting so tired. There were
only so many hours in the day and only so much he could do without
falling on his face from exhaustion.
"Answer me Lee, why are you slacking off?" Kazuya ordered. "Are you
rebelling against me, protesting my kind treatment of you after
everything you've done?"
There was slight anger in the voice and Lee knew Kazuya and anger
were two deadly combinations. "No! No, of course not Mishima-sama I'm
not rebelling. I just..." He rushed to appease the dangerous man, but
was cut off.
"What?"
"I'm tired Sir. I have so many duties and so little time in which to
get them all done in. I'm not getting much sleep and as a result I
have even less energy with which to work with. I'm almost falling on
my face from exhaustion I'm not perfect. Damn it Kazuya, I'm sorry
but I'm only human." A touch of frustration showed up in his voice.
"I see."
It was all his foster brother said, and he found himself suddenly
very afraid. Kazuya was too calm and he knew the other could kill him
quite easily, and with no qualms. He'd seen his sibling's nature
during the Iron Fist, it had terrified him. 'What will he do to me?
He's too calm to not be enraged.'
"Lee?" The voice asked softly.
"Y... Yes sir?" He stuttered.
"Call Nina in for me would you? You may go now." He turned to
leave. "Oh and Lee?" He turned back. "You're leaving early today, be
home by four. You're not to neglect your responsibilities at home.
I'll be home earlier than usual today as well."
He nodded and bowed before leaving. Kazuya was letting him off early?
Something was definitely wrong. Could this be a prelude to something
dreadful? 'I'm probably going to get it when I get home.' He thought
as he went back to his desk and started typing his letter. He
normally left work at six, unless his desk was piled with paperwork,
in which case he left by seven. To be home by four he'd have to leave
at three. That meant he only had a couple of hours left and his work
had to be finished before he could leave. 'Great.' He thought, and
then got down to business.
Nina waltzed in just as he was leaving. She smirked at him as she
went by. He really didn't like her and she knew it, he often thought
the feeling was mutual. That was why she enjoyed making his life
miserable. They both headed a group of fighters that took care of
certain 'deals' for the zaibatsu; he detested that job the most. As
he headed for the elevator he heard it, no one could have missed it.
Nina was having a screaming match with the boss. He cringed at her
words. "I can't believe you're siding with that silver haired slut
over me."
He was mortified beyond belief, and wished he could melt into the
floor. Everyone in the office heard her and her opinion of him. He
didn't want to stick around to hear the rest and literally ran out
the door. He took the elevator into the garage and got to his car. On
the drive home he lit up a cigarette. Kazuya hated this vice, and
forbade it at home. He would have preferred that Lee quit, but he
really needed a smoke at the moment. He couldn't believe how much the
blonde assassin hated him, but slut? Where had that one come from? He
didn't sleep around, especially not with anyone from work. He crushed
the cigarette and parked his car on the estate and went inside.
Inside the mansion he went upstairs to change into something more
comfortable. A pair of black slacks and a light, loose, violet
colored shirt. His job at home was to make sure the house was
spotless, the laundry done, and dinner was ready. He supervised the
setting of the table and later, since he was to dismiss the servants,
he would serve his foster sibling and himself at dinner. It was after
dinner when he went out to start his third job not coming home until
late at night. He slept very little and tired easily these days. If
only... He didn't complete the thought. When the dining room was
ready he let the servants go home and went upstairs to shower before
Kazuya came home.
Part Two |
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