Forgotten[boyxboy]

Out of the dark

Miky led me through the house and into the living room. I felt really bad being in nice place such as this with how filthy I was. My small jeans that had holes everywhere in them and the ends ripped and torn. And a shirt that Just barely hung onto my torso by a few shreds.

And there were blood stains on them and almost everywhere else especially on my wrists and ankles where I'd tried desperately to remove them. But she didn't seem to care. She was more worried about getting them off of me; which led to one question. Why? Why was she so worried about me; I wasn't anything special.

But no matter how much I pondered over that same question, she never seemed to notice. So instead I just followed her silently as she led me by the hand. I was careful to watch my tail so as not to knock anything over or break anything. I didn't want anyone to be mad at me.

"Stay here, I'll go get Marcus." She let go of my hand and bounded out of the room. She remind me of a deer with the way she moved. When Miky was no longer in sight, I turned my attention to the objects in the room. There was a white wood mantle that framed a wood burning fire place. And around the small space for fire wood to be placed was a gray stone tile pattern that flowed to the floor.

I heard a gasp and whirled around ready for a beating for being up here, but instead was met with a shocked handsome face. Dark bronze skin that showed strong muscles beneath that was smooth as porcelain. He was tall, much taller than me, and he had short black hair that was closely cut to the name of his neck. Bangs that swept just above his right eye; those eyes were a soft dark chocolate brown. High cheekbones and a strong jaw.

I felt my face heat up a little, but I didn't know why. I stared at him for a moment longer before lowering my head and shrinking back. "See I told you Spike. He was a prisoner down in the basement. Come on, you gotta at least get the shackles off him and the collar!" I heard Miky talk to him. I just kept my head down and stared at the floor.

I felt footsteps stride across the room towards me; instantly I felt my ears lay down and my tail curl between my legs as I shook. I could feel his strong gaze on me as I continued to find the floor rather interesting. I heard a huff and saw the shadow on the floor that connected to a pair of bare feet.

A smaller pair came bouncing over as I felt someone grab my arm, I looked slightly over to see Miky smiling at me. "It's okay Foxy, Spike won't hurt you. He's really nice once you get to know him." Marcus grunted and set his hand on my shoulder; I flinched and pulled away slightly. I regretted the action as soon as I did it; his hand pulled quickly back and I shrank away like he was going to hit me.

I squeezed my eyes shut as I put my arms up to protect myself from the hits;Miky's arms falling away in the process. But nothing ever came, I didn't dare lower my arms lest it be a trap. I stood there shaking violently before he spoke in his deep baritone voice. "Miky could you bring him to the bathroom, he seems more comfortable around you." "Course big bro! Come on Foxy let's go!" She grabbed my arm once again as I was drug elsewhere, tripping over my own feet, and the chains clanging together.

Miky led me to the bathroom where she left me to stand as she turned the faucet on in the tub. I watched as she stuck her and under the water that came flowing out; she appeared to be testing it. "Hey Foxy, see if it's warm enough for you." She turned to me expectantly smiling. I slowly came over and stuck the tips of my fingers under the edge of the water before jerking my hand back.

I stuck them back under the water again and notices the dirt and grime washing away. I repeatedly put my hands under the water over and over again. I giggled as the water splash over my hands, nut i jumped back startled when it splashed up to my face. I heard quiet laughter coming from beside me and looked over to see Miky giggling. "You're silly Tsula." She laughter some more, but I only frowned, not understanding why she was laughing. The laughter died down and Miky's hands grabbed my own and led them back to the water.