7I'm having writer block with AMAY and I was really a story that talks about a businessman taking a someone as his pet, and thus, this story is born.
I don't know how long this story will be, or even what kind of genre will it be (though judging from my previous stories, this would probably be a light story)
At the moment, the warning would be: slash situation, malexmale, somewhat master and slave, mature content (probably gonna be very heavy). This might increase as the story goes on, so yeah, read at your own expense.
This took place in the same reality as BMAY and AMAY.
-edited-
So, I had posted this story, and then deleted it. But, now, I'm posting it again and hopefully, my muse will stick around long enough for me to get to the end with this. Fingers crossed!
"Kari… My teacher has been asking again.." The 7 years old girl said timidly, looking like she doesn't want to say this at all.
In front of her, Kari, a male barely passed middle twenty and was putting very lacklustre filled sandwiches into a Tupperware, flinched. "Yeah?" He said, in the way that shows he already know where the conversation is going.
She bit her lower lips, playing with the hem of her dull skirt. "..She asked when you can come in.. 'Cause she needs to discuss with about the fee."
Kari turned to look at her with a smile that he hoped doesn't showed his emotions too much. "Tell her that I will look at my schedule." He clapped his hands then, trying to change the topic. "Now, now, Kayla. You better get going, or else you will be late to go to school. I need to get ready too; my boss would be furious if I'm late." He closed the Tupperware before passing them to her.
She accepted them quietly, before briefly hugged the part of him that she could reached. "I don't have to go to school, you know." She muttered, face hidden around Kari's stomach. She doesn't need to say it out loud, but Kari could already guessed what she was going to say.
Firm, but with gentle hands, Kari pulled her off. "We talked about this. And my answer is always no. So, don't worry about anything and just study hard." He leaned down to kiss her on the forehead before pushing her slightly towards the door. When he was sure that Kayla was already out of the door, Kari let out a loud sigh.
Things were definitely bad if your 7-years old sister is thinking of dropping out of school so that she could helped out financially.
"Damn." He swore, walking towards the middle of the empty room that they called their house. There were old Kayla's things around, their clothes folded near the wall and a sleeping bag where Kayla sleep. In a desperate attempt to collect money, Kari had sold off all the furniture, but that barely covered the surface of the problem and things kept on layering and layering to the point where the wage from his four jobs just slightly gave him money to feed Kayla.
He's fine with eating whatever but he will not let his little sister suffers.
Which wasn't always a good thing. Since Kari doesn't want Kayla to see the full extent of their financial problem, he still opted to send her to school and chose a living space that could fulfil their basic needs. Regardless of the fact that the school has the lowest fees around and the renting price is as basic as the sweet tenant could give, he still found himself failing to pay lot of the times.
Kari sat down in front of the neatly arranged papers near one wall and looked at them one by one. He sighed after the second one, putting them down, throw himself on the floor and trying to imagine a world where he doesn't have debts and loans around his waist. It was good for a while, before real life caught up to him in the form of the alarm clock from his phone – the cheapest one with just the basic function – and Kari stood up, sighing before he changed his clothes to get ready for his next shift. He thought momentarily about asking for an early wage, before deciding to ask the manager about it after his shift ended and before he has to go for his next job.
His first job at that morning was at the nearby diner that opened 24 hours, but paid the most for the shifts around 12 midnight until 12 in the afternoon. Despite that, not a lot of employees would choose that shift, considering the fact that these are the most dangerous hours, where most of the clients would either be drunkards or just plain assholes with no respect whatsoever to the servers.
Money is always money, anyway, and that is how Kari found himself to be the permanent server of the 8 in the morning to 12 in the afternoon weekday shift.
"Mornin'" Kari greeted the girl, whom was already in her uniform and was currently pulling her shirt down below her knees. "I didn't know you work this shift?" He asked, deciding not to say anything about her weird behaviour.
"I don't." She mumbled, now tying her hair into a bun behind her head. "I'm just covering for Macy's shift, since I owed her one for last time." She opened her locker and pulled out a full black frame glassed.
"Okay." Kari said, his voice amused as he partially closed his locker's door, his shirt out and tie hanging from the collar, and turned to look at the girl who was putting on a nametag that said 'Leslie'. "What the hell are you doing, Les?"
"Trying to look like I have no sex appeal." Leslie said, turning around slightly. "Did I succeed?"
Kari laughed, hands moving to neatly tucked in his uniform shirt. "Not at all. You are too beautiful."
Leslie groaned. "I don't want to be beautiful." Kari raised an eyebrow. "Well, not in this hell shift at least. Who knows what will happen to me."
"The least you will be flirt with." Kari said, jokingly and was retorted with Leslie throwing an empty tissue box to him. "You are thinking too much, Les. Stop worrying, will you? Anyway, we better get out there before May decides to send in a search party for us."
It would seems that Leslie has reason enough to believe the worst, since it wasn't even 10 in the morning when she was looking like she might just ran to the back and cry. First, it just starts with mild flirting, which was not surprising since Leslie is a very beautiful woman, even with her modest uniform. Then, things get a bit worse when one of the customers touched her hand rather subtlety. The others seem to take this as a sign that it is okay, and they started touching her mildly. Like a touch on her hand, a brush on her arms or legs.
Kari had been watching since the very beginning and gripping his hand, holding himself from doing anything stupid and reckless. Like punching the hell out of the next pervert that brushed his hand along Leslie's thigh.
It was one customer that finally made him snapped when the asshole rather bluntly cupped Leslie's ass. It wasn't even a minute later when Kari was beside him and throwing a punch that knocked the man down on the floor.
"What do you think you are doing, asshole?" He grinded out, getting even more pissed when he saw the wedding band on the pervert's finger.
"What the-" The male looked at Kari with a surprised eyes. But before anyone of them could do anything, the manager was already there, glaring at Kari and helping the other male on his feet, apologising fluently.
Kari just walked away – knowing just from the manager's look that he was fired from the highest paying job he had so far.
Hell.
He ending up walking until he reached the park near to where he was staying, still wearing his server's uniform and his locker contents randomly stuffed inside his bag pack when he was trying to get away. Kari sat himself down on one of the swings, eyes closed as he tried to figure out what to do next – even momentarily thinking of how well it would worked for him if he opted to work as a host.
"Bad day?" Someone asked, and Kari looked up to see the face of his neighbour, one that he doesn't know much about and doesn't even know what his name is.
"Is it that obvious?" Kari said in a loud sarcasm. His tie was loosened, his shirt is out and his hair messy due to that fact that Kari tend to run his hand through them as he thinks. Frankly, he thought that his appearance pretty gave an answer to the male's question.
The other party didn't seem to get the sarcasm though, as he nodded. "You looked like hell."
"Gee. Thanks." Kari was definitely not in the mood for this.
"Money problem?"
This time, Kari was definitely had enough. "Look, this is none of your problem, so just fuck off, okay?"
"Just asking." The male said, nonchalantly even as Kari glared at him. "Just wanna say that I know a way to help you if you are." The male shrugged. "Then, maybe you can finally pay off your sister's school fees, the rent, and the numerous debts I know you have." The male was looking at Kari now, eyes confident like he knows that he got Kari where he wanted.
"How do you know?" Kari asked, now wary but also interested in what the male might said.
"The walls are thin, Kari." When he saw Kari raised an eyebrow, he smirked. "Hears the landlord calls you that when she comes to collect the rent. I'm Caine, by the way. And I can help your money problem."
Kari turned to look at him, now knowing that Caine was definitely trouble from the way he was carrying himself. But, something about what he was saying pulled Kari's in. "Okay. You get enough of my attention, so start talking Caine."
"First of all, you need to know that nothing is without risk. So-"
Before he could finish, Kari was already waving himself off. "So, it's illegal. I had deduced that seconds ago." Kari said, before continuing. "I just wanna know how illegal are we talking about."
"We are going to steal a car."
There was silence between them that passed for almost a minute before Kari opened his mouth. "More information, please, before I make the worst decision of my life."
To be honest, that morning, Kari would never believe if someone told him that he was about to commit a crime with someone he barely know that evening. On the other hand, that morning he still has his job and still has some hope of the future. Now, however, hope that abandoned him, leaving him with only the greed for money, as well as with Caine that is basically the mastermind of their act.
He didn't even bothered thinking about it, leaving everything to Caine and just let himself be Caine's puppet – knowing that the moment his mind started working, he would regret everything and will most likely deciding not to go ahead with their plan.
The plan leads to them sneaking around the car park outside an apartment at the high-end of town – the place where only people with 6-digits monthly wage could afford, until they reached a very expensive black two-seater sport car, with silver lining around it and a high-tech alarm system that Caine somehow managed to crack after taking almost half an hour. Kari had already jumped inside the car; he was going to be the driver and Caine was about to jump in when there was a very sharp shout.
"What the fuck!"
Knowing that they were already caught, Caine closed the door with a slam before running off.
Leaving Kari whom was already sitting at the driver seat. "Fuck, fuck." Kari swore fluently, just watching helplessly the back image of Caine whom was already climbing over a wall fence. Kari thought of following Caine's footstep, but that was the time when he briefly saw a male figure running towards the car and already closing in. "Fuck!" He shouted again, before deciding that he's not going to let himself get caught that easily.
Which wasn't a bright thought, if he had thought more about it with a clear mind and not under such stressing time, but be as it is, Kari wasn't thinking right and he was definitely not thinking much as he started driving away just before the man reached the car.
Kari let out a loud sigh the moment he finally lost sight of the male, relief that he had successfully drove away. Before he realised that he had just stole a car before driving away with it, by himself as his partner has gone who knows where. That was also the moment when he remembered that only Caine knows that what to do next.
For example, where the hell should he brought the car to.
"Fuck." He swore again, bumping his head on the steering wheel even as he drove as fast as he was comfortable with, driving without any real destination in mind. "I need to call Caine." Regardless the fact that the fucker had leave him in the cold to save himself.
It was that moment when he heard ringing coming from the glove department and he opened it to the sight of a sleek black smartphone. Again, without thinking, his mind seems to be taking a break today, Kari answered the phone.
At least he was able to stop himself from answering it by 'Kari here'.
"Stop the car, fucker." The voice at the other end said and just seconds later, there was a lock sound before Kari realised that he couldn't move the steering no matter how hard he tugged.
"What the-"
Kari really didn't know what was happening and the moment when he finally got hold of his mind, it was when there was loud honking and a bright light.
Before there was a crash.
Yeah. I know that this is really all over the place.. but... /shrug
Review, please?
I'm gonna post the next chapter as soon as i finished writing it (gonna start with it after i post this)
Oh, and another thing, tomorrow is my birthday~! 4th February~
So, birthday wishes please? It will make me very, very happy~!
Pleaseeeeee~~ I'm shamelessly begging here..