This is a straight out rendition of the OVA, Ai no Kusabi. If you haven't seen it yet, the ficlet should give you an idea of what it's going to be like. It's only the first few minutes of the vid, by the way.

A dark-haired young man walked down the street, his hands tucked casually into the pockets of his tight-fitting jeans. His blue eyes glittered coldly from behind heavy brown bangs as he raised a gloved hand and ran it lightly over the smooth, gleaming red hood of the parked car. Then unexpectedly, the boy smashed a clenched fist through the dark glass of the car's front window.

"So, that's Riki the dark," a smooth low voice murmured softly inside the darkened interior of the silver Mercedes. The owner of the voice narrowed his eyes slightly as he saw five men gathering around the slender youth. He placed a white-gloved hand on the wheel of his car and hesitated, his eyes raking over the thin frame of the boy in the middle.

Rikki tensed his body as he glared at the arrogant men who surrounded him. He clenched his fist tightly and waited until one of the men incautiously stepped within his reach, then smashed his fist into the other man's gut with all his force, watching the body crumple over with satisfaction. Then he swept a long leg to the side and kicked the taller redhead in the knee, hard, before lifting his other leg and thrusting against the falling man's chest. That was all he managed to do, however, before one of the men grabbed hold of his legs, dragging him to the ground. Then he felt a pair of strong arms around his shoulders, pulling him backwards. Riki glared at the brown-haired man who was grinning at him, a gleaming vibro-knife in his hand. He felt a tight knot in his stomach as the other man waved the knife in his face, but he gritted his teeth, refusing to grant the bastard the satisfaction of seeing his fear. The man raised his knife in the air, then froze as a white-gloved hand clamped around his wrist and pulled him into the air. He cried out in pain, then gasped when he looked up at the man who had assaulted him. "Blondie!" The five self-appointed elite guards scattered frantically.

Bewildered by this turn of events, Riki looked up at the tall man with the pale golden hair and felt his heart hammering wildly. Swallowing hard, Riki managed to scramble to his feet and stare up at the flawless face, feeling a rising sense of anger as the pale blue eyes stared down at him with cold disinterest. "Why?" Riki blurted out at last. "Why did you save me?"

His dark blue eyes narrowed furiously as the Blondie simply turned away without bothering to answer him, his long golden hair sweeping out behind him. Without considering the ramifications of his actions, Riki dashed forward and stepped in front of the Blondie, his arms spread out widely. "I won't be beholden to anyone. Especially to a Blondie," He spat out defiantly. "I don't have a car, so you'll have to walk. Follow me." Without looking behind him, Riki shoved his hands back in his pockets and started to stride away. His head was swirling with the recent events and he couldn't help wonder if he had lost his mind in daring to talk to a Blondie in such a way. But his pride was stung badly and Riki couldn't just walk away without having made at least an attempt at trying to regain control over his situation. He felt his pulse hammering even more rapidly as he heard footsteps following behind him and realized that the mysterious Blondie had decided to take him up on his offer.

Iason sat down on the sagging couch in the small dank room and wondered if he had lost his mind. What in the world had possessed him to intervene in the affairs of a Mongrel, anyway? He stared blankly at the old crumbling wall and tried to understand the strange stirring he had felt when he had seen the intense eyes of the dark-haired young man. "Well, lets get this over with."

Iason looked up at sound of the impatient husky voice, and saw the fear and trepidation lurking inside the boy's defiant eyes. He shrugged carelessly, as he understood what the child had meant by paying himback. "Just like a Mongrel. You intend to pay me back withyour body."

Riki flushed darkly at Iason's scornful drawl and glared back furiously. "What do you expect? I don't have anything else to pay you with. Do you want to do this or not?"

Iason stood up and a slight smile tugged at the corner of his mouth when he saw the way Riki involuntarily flinched back from his imposing bulk. He stared at the half frightened, half angry boy and swept his eyes over the tight fitting clothes that revealed rather than concealed the slender muscular body beneath. "If you insist. Take off your clothes and stand against the wall. Lets see this body that you're soproud of."

Riki went scarlet at Iason's words and he bit his lips as he realised that Iason intended to stand there and watch him while he took his clothes off. He clenched his fists for a moment then in a deliberate motion he shrugged out of his jacket and began to pull off his tank top. He dropped his eyes, unwilling to stare into the cold emotionless blue eyes fixed on him, stepped out of his pants and stood in front of the wall, refusing to give in to the temptation to cover himself. Iason raised his hands and gathered Riki's wrists gently, then he pushed the wrists up and crossed them over Riki's head, holding on to them with his right hand, and forcing Riki to lean against the wall as he was pushed upwards. He stopped and looked at the beautiful nude body in appreciation, noticing the smooth coppery sheen of the skin exposed to his gaze.

Riki flushed darkly as Iason continued to look in silence. "Why are you just looking?" He asked at last, unable to bear the silence any longer. His skin shivered slightly from the cool air and his wrists were feeling numb from the strong fingers clamped tightly around them. Riki felt a sinking sensation in the pit of his stomach and knew that he was frightened. He wished that he had never invited the Blondie into his home.

"Don't worry." Iason whispered at last, as he slowly ran his left hand down Riki's chest, caressing the tight muscles of his stomach, causing them to clench, before dropping it down further, bringing his hand to stop between his legs. Riki gasped as he felt Iason's hand close over his penis, then tried to stifle another gasp, as Iason started to move his handslowly. "I intend to enjoy myself."

Riki moaned softly as Iason whispered into his ear, then nibbled his earlobe gently, before dropping burning kisses down his neck. All the while, Iason's hand was building a burning heat between his legs. Riki struggled weakly against the iron grip holding his wrists, and felt hot tears burning his eyes, as he understood that he was totally powerless in Iason'shands. "Why are you still wearing your clothes?" Riki managed to hiss out breathlessly, trying to wrest some control back.

Iason stopped his maddening stroking for a moment, allowing Riki to get his breath back, then he tightened his hold and forced a protesting grunt from Riki's lips, even as he dropped his head for a long, lingering kiss. "We don't take our clothes off when we are disciplining a pet." Iason muttered at last, as he resumed his stroking and looked down at the flushed and vulnerable face of the boy below him. Riki gasped as he climaxed in Iason's hand, breathing heavily, his eyelashes dropping as his body slumped from exertion.

"Are you finished all ready?" Iason murmured musingly as he dropped his hand to his belt and started to unbuckle, noticing that Riki was starting to stir underneath him, the dark blue eyes opening wide as they dropped to his trousers and saw the large bulge that his administrations to Riki had caused. He pulled the smooth dark thighs apart casually, then put his hand on Riki's narrow hip and dropped his hand to the cleft between the tight buttocks. Iason saw the tiny spark of fear in the large eyes, before they closed tightly, to brace against the intrusion of his fingers. An unexpected thrill ran through Iason's veins when he heard the soft moan break from the tightly closed mouth, and felt the tight warmth enclose him.

Iason moved slowly at first, noticing the way Riki's face had clenched tightly as he tried to adjust his body to the intrusion, but when he felt the burning heat build between his legs, he lost thought of everything else except the mindless pleasure of plundering the sweetness beneath him and began to thrust wildly. Iason tightened his grip around Riki's buttocks and squeezed hard, forcing him to move in rhythm with him. He licked the salty tears from Riki's closed eyes and placed his mouth over the soft moans coming from Riki's lips, thrusting his tongue into the moist mouth eagerly.

Riki choked back a sob as he felt Iason thrust into him again and again, and reminded himself that this had been his idea. He was beginning to get frightened as well as sore, and wondered how much longer his ordeal would continue. Riki felt his body aching as Iason continued to slam into him. At long last, Riki felt the steel hard body in him come to a shuddering halt and sagged with relief.