Mazy didn't want to answer he didn't. He wanted to keep hidding under the bed and not coming out. But he fear being beated much wrost if he did not answer his master. His voice was shaking scared and softly bearily above a whisper but yet could be still heard. "Yes....." He peek out from the bed unsure why his master was acting like this. He had hit Mazy so why was it the master also crying now, he did not know.

Hearing Mazy's voice so filled with fear only made him feel worse, and confused with what was going on in his own head made him even more irrational. He made a noise like a wounded animal and started to pull his hair. Suddenly the door opened and the girl from before burst in. She instantly threw her arms around Rach, cooing and trying to make him let go of his hair. "Did he hurt you? Oh god...just...please help me, he'll destroy himself if you don't help me." Fear filled her eyes as his body started to shake even more.

Mazy didn't know what was going on and he was very confused but he slowly crawled out from the bed. If this was a trick then Mazy would never for get it. He moved slowly to his Master and the girl he was already shakely badly him self so going near the person who cause it was not helping much. Mazy crawled over he could not stand him self and touched one of his Master hands not sure what to do.

When Mazy touched him, he seemed to become a little less wild. His eyes opened and looked at the small boy, something close to fear in his eyes. "Thank you, he's...not very well. She stroked his blond hair softly smiling at him as she spoke. "You're a good boy...but sit a little closer to him, and put one of his arms around you, he wont hurt you I promise." She moved to whisper in his ear, not wanting Rach to hear. "This is when he's safest. He'll never hurt you when he's like this. Deep down...this is what he is, scared and confused. This is when you should try and be close to him..." Something about the way she said that last sentence felt like it brought back something painful to her memory.

Mazy did as the girl asked and cuddled to his master letting one of his master arms go around him. Mazy still didn't understand and need anwers to what was going on. She has told him eariler his master would kill him then she told him he won't hurt him when he is like this. What was going on Mazy wanted to know jsut stay quite and shook as he cuddled to his master.

Slowly she let go of him, and stopped whispering into his ear, but gave Mazy a look to encourage him to do it instead. She knew the boy was confused, but there was nothing she could do. Fixing Rach was the most important thing. Slowly she stood up and left the room, heading downstairs.

Rach's eyes were full of tears and his lips moved fast, hardly audible words coming from his lips. He had become quiet, and had stopped rocking and shaking as much. He put all his effort into putting his arms round the boy and taking in his warmth. He didn't even notice that his sister had gone, nor would have cared.

He was in too much pain. His body and mind had told him to be angry, had told him to hurt the boy. Then, when he did, it punished him with such pain and tears and sickness that he didn't know what to do and simply blocked the world out.

Mazy climbed in to his master lap and rest his head aganit his chest pulling his master over arm around him as well. Mazy didnt know what else to do he watch the girl leave and wonder why his master said she was not his sister yet she comforted his master so. Mazy had stop crying him self do to the fact he was confused and didn't know what else to do yet he was still shaking. "Master....?"

He picked Mazy up a tiny bit, and held him close, like he was comforting Mazy, and not the other way around. "Shhh..." He nimbly undid the collar and put it on the bed, and stroked his fingers around the mark where it had been. He wasn't anyones master when he was like that, he didn't want a slave. He wanted to sit and do what his emotions demanded, and that meant pulling Mazy close to him.

Mazy could breath better with the collar off and smiled a little. He like feeling his master hold him and stroke around the red mark of where the collar had been. Mazy hugged his master tightly liking him like this. He did feel safer and he was slowly starting not to shake. He nuzzled more to his master comforting him. Just wanting to keep this feeling as long as he could.

He slowly looked at the mark he had left on the smaller boys face, and shame filled his eyes. "F-forgive me..." The words were hard to say, to show that he truly meant them. He was showing weakness, showing he was different, but he felt no choice but to share it with the blond. With a shaking hand, he turned Mazy's face, and gently rubbed the tip of his nose on the mark...then, lightly and slowly, placed his lips on his face, wishing to kiss away the pain.

Mazy blushed a little as he felt his master lips on his face. Those his cheek was still sore from the hit a new feeling was entering inside of him. He just nodded. "I forgive you master. I'm your after all. I'm here for you." He rest his head on his master chest nuzzling in to it as he hugged him. He could get used to this comfty feeling maybe this mean his master will never hit him. That he would be safe for now on after this which made Mazy smile.

A small lonely tear ran warm down his face, and then his shaking stopped completely. "M-mine..." Although the stammer was still there, he felt better. He was still so confused, but he felt better now having Mazy close to him. He laid one more kiss on the side of his face, then drew away a little. He was still lost about how to treat the boy, but his mind was only thinking about the moment, not the future. He was feeling so tired now, crying made him tired. He couldn't sleep, didn't want to sleep. Everything would be gone when he slept...but he had cried so much.

Mazy looked up to his master who draw a way a little. "Yes your.. I'm your. Its ok master are you sleep we could cuddle up and go back to sleep. Then when you wake up I could cook you another meal. What would you like to eat." Mazy smiling up to his master. "I want to make you feel all better, you made me feel better.. those the mark still hurt but its feeling better now." Mazy know that mark would leave a burise for a few days with out hard it landed across his face but right now his master was being nice to him so he would worried about it now.

Rach tried to nod slowly, but sleep was too far into his mind. He heard Mazy's voice in the background as he fell into a deep, emotion fuelled sleep.
That night, his dream was more of a nightmare then ever before. He watched himself night after night, hurting Mazy, more and more and more, until one night he hurt Mazy so much he wouldn't make it better, he wouldn't forgive. He watched himself rip himself apart, and it scared him to near death...he couldn't let it happen.
(Are you okay with drug themes? It wouldn't upset you would it?)

Mazy tried his best to get his master in to the bed then tucked him in. It seemed his master need the sleep. Mazy place his collar on the night stand so it won't get kick off some where and lost. Then he kissed his Master cheek. "good night master. Sleep well." then Mazy went to his own raggy rag bed. He would sleep in his master bed but he was not given the ok so he slept in his. He did not eat all day due to everything that had happened and he went to bed with his tummy growling for food.
(sure go for it if you think it will make the story better.)

When he woke, he woke in a foul and horror fuelled mood. Anger rose up in him, shame and guilt sticking in his throat. It hurt more to him however that those emotions weren't things he could name or understand. Already he looked at the boy and wanted to take out his jealousy out on him. Then something struck his heart, just enough to keep him from doing something stupid again. He needed to block it out. Slowly he stood up and walked out, not even bothering to check and see if he had woken Mazy.

Mazy woke after his master was gone and he sat up and looked around for his master. He wonder where he had gone too so he listened around the place but hear his tummy growling instead. He sighed and got up He saw his master dirty dish and decide he would wash it after making his master bed. He was wondering if he could eat some thing but his master had not ok it yet and he didn't want to get hit any more so he jsut sighed. Mazy made his master bed then grab the dish and went down stairs to wash it.

Rach snuck down into the kitchen, and took out a panel, made to look like a fake draw. He looked around, and closed his eyes before pulling something from inside and sitting down. It was for Mazy, for his safety. He didn't want to hurt him, he didn't want to feel anything any more. He took the needle and slowly slid it into his arm, and the flood of it into his blood washed over him. In seconds the pain was gone. He couldn't control himself enough to get up yet, so he sat there, laid back in the chair, needle in his arm, causing bruising, smiling at his clear head.

Mazy was nearing the kitchen he open the kitchen door and moved to the sink to put the dish in it. "morning master." He said not realizing some thing was wrong yet. He didn't see the needle or the look on his master face just saw him. Mazy was still sleepy and his tummy was growling for food. Mazy tossed away the lift over food on the plate and started to wash the dishes.

It took a while for his mind to clear. When he saw Mazy, his mind unclouded a little and he threw the disgusting object on the floor before getting up and slipping his arms round his waist. He could never have done that alone. "Morning.! He laid a small kiss on his bruised face and held him close for a moment. "Mazy, I'm bleeding." He said it like he was talking about the weather, but a small red line was going down his arm now.

Mazy blushed at the kiss the turn when he heard his master was bleeding. "Oh no what happen come here let me clean it. He pump some cool water in to a buket then dip a clean rag in to it. Mazy started to clean the the arm. "Huh its not as bad a I thought it only a little prick. But it sure did bleed a lot" Mazy finshed cleaning it then wraped a clean rag around it. "That should stop the bleeding master." Mazy smiled looking up to him. "what would you like to eat maybe we could eat together." His tummy growled loudly again.

He just nodded, not really thinking about the cut any more. "Ummm...bacon?" He had only really eaten breakfast yesterday, before that it had been a really long time before he had done anything before the early afternoon. Before, it had been the lest time he spent awake, the better. Now however, he was feeling things worth while, he was finding ways (although bad ones) Of controlling the bad ones he didn't like or understand. He didn't even think about what would happen if Mazy found out, or if it made him sick.

"You just eat bacon master you will get sick. so how baout eggs and bacon and toast sound good? Or maybe a BLT with lot of bacon what would you like?" Mazy moved to hios master to sat at the table he was going to take care of his master. "Master please sit I will take care of the cooking you just relax and let your slave do all the work of making a meal for you once you tell me what you want." He smiled.

Without warning he pulled Mazy closer, and locked their lips together. Mazy tasted oddly sweet, a comforting taste. "Shhh...don't say that word." His eyes were half closed like he was very tired, and his skin was slightly cold. "You're just mine. You're not my anything, you're just simply mine." He smiled gently and then kissed him once more. "I'll protect you, from my sister, and from me. I'll keep you safe from me."

Mazy blushed deeply as his master's lip touch his own he didn't know how to respone to this. Those Mazy did like it soon his master was talking about protecting him which made him smiled. "Well from her.... and why from your self? You won't hurt me again is that what you mean. I belive you." He smiled. "Lets eat please..." He looked down. "It may be a selfish reason but I'm hungry."