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Little Soul	By : KagetsuAsame Category: BtVS AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 8178 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Little Soul
- 2-Waking Up
- 3-Dinner
- 4-Travel
- 5-Outings
- 6-Deal
- 7-Bound
- 8-School
- 9-Claiming
- 10-Prophecy
- 11-Mocking
- 12-Deceived
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Disclaimer:� I own nothing nor
will I ever!� I make nothing from writing
this either.

I must send my thanks to the lovely and talented Scyllablue
for reading and correcting this for me, helping me out with the writing of
this.� I�m sorry it�s taken this long to
get this too you but I�m taking my time with this one.� Hopefully I�ll have the next part done
soon.� So please, tell me what you think!

�� A
low groan escaped Riley�s lips as he slowly opened his eyes, his body throbbing
in pain, �Mom?� His eyes fluttered open as he attempted to roll over.

�� When
he wasn�t able to move without pain shooting through his shoulders his sleep
addled brain tried again, only to be rewarded by the same result, �Wake up
boy.� That voice, he knew he should recognize it, but he couldn�t put a face or
a name with the sound but he knew it wasn�t his mother.

�� What�s
going on?� He mumbled.� Slowly the world
came into focus and he was able to take in his surroundings.

�� Riley
found himself lying in a polished mahogany four poster bed, his arms bound
tightly above his head.� Whatever was
holding them there wasn�t painful or digging into his skin.� He tipped his head up to see a pair of thick
leather cuffs binding his wrists in place.�
He discovered his legs were bound as well when he tried to move them,
spread apart.� Grey-blue eyes grew wide with
fear when the soft silk of sheets slid over bare skin; he was naked!� He began to panic, chest painfully tightening
as he tried to take deep breaths to calm himself.� He knew he wasn�t alone, knew there was
someone else in the room with him, some whacko pervert and his fertile teen
imagination quickly grew more worried about his current state of attire, or
lack there of.

�� I
want your attention, boy.� Angelus was growing bored watching Riley totally
ignore him, staring enrapt at the ceiling.�
He smirked as Riley�s head jerked to the side, finally looking at him,
�Much better.�

�� Riley
took a deep breath, trying to calm the pounding of his heart, the anger at his
captor, �What do you want?� What�s going
on?� He bravely demanded, impressed with how little
his voice shook.

�� All
good questions and they will be answered in time.� He paused, watching a flash of
annoyance cross Riley�s face, �For now I�m going to lay down some ground
rules.�

�� What
makes you think that you have the right to give me any �rules� to follow?�
Riley blurted without thinking.

�� Angelus
burst into laughter, tossing his head back, the rich sound of his amusement
sounding through the room and caressing Riley�s skin. The teen shuddered and
not entirely with fear, �Because I am the master of this house, boy, and I
dictate what goes on.� You are part of
this family now, whether you desire to be or not.�

�� Bastard.� Riley hissed, eyes narrowing angrily, finally
losing his cool.

�� He
looked thoughtful at that comment, �No, actually I�m not, although I have been
called that on more then one occasion.� He paused, �Now, it�s time for you to
be quiet so I can go over the rules with you.� He sat back in his chair, primly
crossing his legs, �If you can�t keep your mouth shut then I�m afraid I�m going
to have to gag you and then I would miss the sound of your pretty voice.�� Riley glowered at him but said nothing,
�Good boy.� First of all you will do as I
say in all things without question.� I am
the only one in this household that you must obey but you are required to show
respect to everyone here, for as my pretty little pet you are beneath them.�

�� I
am not yours!� He shouted, pulling at his bonds again.

�� Until
those words left his lips Angelus had been content to remain docile, to not
raise a hand against his new pet, but at those words instinct kicked in and the
echoing slap of skin against skin pervaded the room.� Riley�s head snapped to the side, his face
the perfect picture of shock as the red mark of Angelus� hand made itself
visible on his cheek.� Angelus� whiskey
eyes were nearly golden as his demon made itself
known.� He forced it back, snapping it
shut back in its cage.

�� Don�t
ever raise your voice to me again and don�t ever deny my claim on you.� He
originally had no intention of using physical punishment, �I�m sorry you made
me do that, Riley but it was necessary.� He said softly, putting on a mask of
genuine concern.� Gently he ran his
fingers over the reddened flesh, �Shall I continue?� Riley was shocked and
angry, so much so that he couldn�t even find the words to respond, �You will
never see your friends or family again nor will you ever be allowed to join the
Marines as you so desired to growing up.�
It�s time for you to step up and become a man and I shall be the one to
usher you into your new existence.� He was having so much fun, had already
decided that he was going to properly mark Riley as his own, �I�ve waited
patiently for so long.� He whispered, his voice barely
audible to human ears.� His fingers again
stroked the side of the stunned teen�s face, �I will never let you go.�

�� Riley
was confused, his cheek hurt, and he didn�t know where the sudden change in his
captor had come from, �You hit me.� It was the only thing he could say, the
only words that would come to mind.

�� Angelus�
fingers gently stroked the reddened flesh, �I apologized for that already
Riley.� Whether or not it happens again
is all on you, your behavior will dictate if I need to punish you or not.� He
growled when he heard a knock at the door, �What is it?� He demanded, not moving
from his seat beside the bed, �I said we were not to be disturbed!�

�� The
door opened and a young man with a seemingly deformed face cowered there, �I�m
sorry Master Angelus but there are people here to see you.�

�� A
low hiss escaped his lips, �I�ll be out in a moment, get
out of my sight!� The man let out a yelp and scrambled away, the door closing
behind him, �I�m afraid that I have to cut our time short, Riley.� This should give you some time to think about
what I�ve said.� He got to his feet, �But before I go�� He trailed of, his face
shifting to the same deformity as the other man, golden eyes gazed down at him,
�I need to give you something.� He smirked, moving slowly toward him.� Riley was frozen, with confusion, needing to
know what was going on, and part of him was afraid.� A cry escaped his lips as Angelus latched
onto the juncture between his shoulder and throat, digging razor sharp fangs
in, marking him.� He didn�t drink,
content to pull back, leaving behind a mark of ownership, �Much better.� He
purred against the wound, licking it slowly to catch the stray drops of blood,
�Think about your position here, pet.� His face melted back to normal before he
turned and left the room.

�� Angelus
shortly wished he hadn�t left the joy of his pet for, there, in the entry way
to his home, stood a young woman.� She
resembled Darla, his sire, but he knew it wasn�t her, couldn�t be, he had seen
to her demise personally.� His eyes
narrowed at the sight of her and he crossed his arms over his chest, leaning
against a nearby wall with a deliberate air of nonchalance.� He would have actually have
to have cared for his sire for this weak ploy to unsettle him.� The trash didn�t even smell close to Darla.

�� Angelus,
I�ve been sent by my master to give his regards.� She bowed slightly.

�� He
raised an eyebrow, �And who, might I ask, is your master?� I don�t recall entering into anyone�s
territory that required my presence at court to be allowed to reside here.� He
examined his nails, feigning indifference.

�� My
master is your grandsire.� Her eyes sparkled with delight at saying that,
telling him who sent her.

�� Angelus�
eyes narrowed dangerously, �Then you should know that any messenger of his is
killed.� He smirked, �You look so much like Darla it�s sickening.� As he spoke
he stalked towards her, �Did he tell you what happened to his favored childe?�
She looked afraid as she shook her head, �Then he must not like to dwell on it
much.� Slowly he began to circle her, taking her in, �You see,
Darla was his favored until I removed her from the picture.� He was behind her
now, a wicked smile on his face, �And I�m afraid that it�s your turn.� With a
quick movement he grabbed her by the throat, tossing her into one of the nearby
minions, �Why don�t you boys go have a little fun with her?� He ordered,
speaking to the four minions that had escorted her in, �I�m sure she won�t
mind.�

�� She
was stunned but not long enough to prevent her from
almost immediately struggling, �He�ll kill you for this!� She shouted, fighting
back even though the odds were against her.

�� He�s
welcome to try.� Without another word he turned on his heels and made his way
back to his room, missing Riley.� What
bewitchment the youth had him under, that minutes felt
like hours without him.

�� Drusilla
was waiting for him outside his door, her hands clasped behind her back,
�Daddy, you catch more flies with honey.� She purred, moving towards him.

�� Was
his princess accusing him of being too rough?�
No bones had cracked, no blood spilt! �He must know his place!� Her gaze
did not waver and he sighed, �I don�t want to lose him.�

�� She
pressed close against him, �You can�t lose him daddy, he�s
your little soul, all for you.� She paused, �You should unchain him.�

�� His
eyes narrowed slightly, �I�ll take it under advisement.�

�� She
tapped his nose with a perfectly manicured nail, �Not under advisement.� You do it.� She smiled.

�� Alright
princess, we�ll see.� He spun her around so he could get to his door, walking
inside, �Go play.�

�� Riley
looked over at him as he entered, his eyes narrowed angrily, �You bit me.� He accused
through clenched teeth.

�� Of
course I did.� He moved towards him, his fingers reaching out and brushing
gently over the raw wounds, making Riley take in a hiss of air, �Riley.� He
paused for a moment, �If I release you, will you remain, not try to leave?�

�� No.� I won�t, I�m going to leave.� Riley spoke
slowly, as one did with clearly crazy people, �I�m going home.� You can�t keep me here.� I bet the cops are looking for me right now!� And I�m going to join the Marines.� He added
as an afterthought.

�� I�m
afraid I can�t release you, then.� I want
to, really I do, but if you�re not going to remain then I can�t let you go.� He
sat down beside the bed, stroking his hair back, �Riley, I want you to be here
of your own free will and I realize that I went about this the wrong way.� He
chuckled, �But I�m a demon, we do things our own way, screw the rest of the
world.� You are mine and we�re very
protective of what is ours.� Riley was rendered speechless by the revelation
that Angelus was a demon.

�� You�re
lying.� He said softly, tugging at his bonds, �There are no such things as
demons.�

�� Oh
yes, boy, there are.� He allowed his face to melt into his demonic form, �Your
eyes do not deceive you.� His tongue moved over his dagger sharp fangs,
�Welcome to the real world!� You�ve
always been drawn to the darkness, drawn away from the light and into the
shadows.� Now you see the truth of it.�
He leaned close so their faces almost touched, �You�ll come around eventually.�
Angelus� lips softly brushed against Riley�s and he let out a soft groan, he
wanted more, so much more, but he had to be patient, �Rest my sweet, Riley.�
Slowly he pulled back, �Rest and we�ll see if you�re more amiable tomorrow
evening.� He quickly left the room, not wanting to lose control, �I need
another room.� He said softly once the door was shut behind him.� With easy strides he moved toward another
room to sleep during the day, not wanting to stay with Riley, part of him
afraid of what he would do.
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