Posture.

IV

                                                                                                         ~REIJI'S PUNISHMENT~

Ayumi silently pondered on the thought of dinner with the Sakamaki's after Reiji had silently left. The plain sheets had suddenly become very interesting as she tried to avoid the subject. She kept on debating in her head.

Dinner sounds nice, but the thought of spiting Reiji is tempting.

Eventually Ayumi decided to sleep on it, well try anyway. She laid down onto the soft, feathered pillows and curled into a small ball with the duvet atop her. She let out a long weary sigh and closed her eyes. The lack of sleep had surely gotten to her since she soon felt herself drifting off into a heavy sleep.

Crap.

Ayumi's eyes shot open wide as she started to panic. She checked the time.

Oh god.

It was surely well past dinner and Ayumi could only imagine what Reiji was thinking.

"Or I'll have to punish you."

Those words kept on ringing in Ayumi's head, back and forth.  She bit down on her nails and thought hard. Surely he hadn't meant it? Pfft of course he did.

Knock knock knock.

Ayumi's eyes widened even further as she dashed under the covers. She closed her eyes and tried to calm her erratic breathing. Hopefully he would fall for it and leave her alone. The door opened, footsteps came closer, faint breaths and a disappointed sigh.

Silence.

Ayumi felt relief wash over her like water as she wearily sat up. She looked around. This wasn't her room. She darted her head from side to side, panicky hands shaking. Like a mouse she crept out of bed, her dainty feet padded softly against the wooden floor boards. The door was open a crack, just enough for Ayumi to see through.

Reluctantly Ayumi peaked through the crack only to find nothing apart from shelves of books and experiments.

Crap it Reiji's room!

However Reiji was nowhere to be seen, no trace of him whatsoever. So Ayumi did possibly one of the most stupid things she had ever done. She opened the door. Hesitantly she tip toed forward, he still wasn't there.

She let out a sigh of relief.

"Ayumi."

Ayumi whipped around. Panic bubbled in her chest at the sight of him. His amythyst eyes seemed to peice right through her as they narrowed dangerously. His gloved hand pushed his glasses further up his nose.

"You are a woman with deplorable manners, Ayumi. You are lewd enough to let those insolent boys suck your blood, not even fully clothed, then you collapse on me in a most undignified way and haven't yet thanked me. Not only that but you went against my direct orders even with the warning of punishment. Now, what do you have to say for yourself?" His silky voice echoed across the walls, pinning her to the spot.

Ayumi couldn't find the right words, she knew whatever she said would result in punishment. "I-im sorry R-Reiji." Her voice was meek and barely audible. She looked up at him to see him piecing holes through her body with his glare. Slowly his glare morphed into a sadistic smirk as he stalked closer.

"There is a way you can make up for it though," he came even closer to the point where he was towering over her, "You will serve me, for two months you will be my servant, my slave." Ayumi shook her head no frantically. Reiji frowned,

"I recall that you used to reside in an foster home, would you like me to send you back there? I could do it with the click of my fingers." He asked almost sincerely, but the threat was loud and clear. He knew something happened and he wasn't afraid to use it against her.

"N-no, Reiji, p-please don't send me back t-there." Ayumi shivered just at the thought of arriving back at the peaceful, serene garden of her foster mother, and then to walk inside and be welcomed to hell. "I-" she faltered, was she really going to do this? She would be basically selling her soul to the devil if she did, yet, anything was better than going back there.

"I will be your servant." She whispered, a deep feeling of fore-boding took place in the pit of her stomach and Ayumi knew that she would barely survive the next two months.

"Good, but from now on when it is just us you will call me master." Ayumi shivered involuntarily. Reiji looked at her expectantly with cold, unforgiving eyes.

"Yes, master."

Word count:756

Short chapter.

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