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Toph stood at the clearing, examining his work. He's been a Shinigami for a couple of years now, and he's used to all that his work entails, but there are still days where he looks for more, wondering why he still feels so unfulfilled. A Shinigami, or death spirit, is one that haunts humans- bringing them towards death and helps them see their loved ones in the afterlife. It makes Toph extremely skilled and powerful, and his formidable wielding of magic scares most of whom approach him, making him somewhat lonely at times.

Toph was a coal black Jackal, he had sharp canine teeth and was a great scavenger. He had a long silken black tail and was shirtless most of the time while adorned with golden embellishments and 3 piercings on either ear. He wore loose green and red trousers, which helped him hunt and maneuver easily. Toph had symbols throughout his body, many of which assist with his magic and create protective wards around him. On the front of his trousers, a black belt adorned ancient Shinigami symbols, and the tattoo of an eye below his left eye protected him and reminded him of his past. Though he looked intimidating to most, it was over shadowed by the fact that he was very short, about 4ft in height. It made people underestimate him, and he liked that.

He was done his task for the day, and felt extremely bored. He hadn't been home in months, following a mission that was set for him, and was used to camping out in forests and continuing his tasks early next morning. As he entered the forest, he heard a loud commotion. Curious, he approached slowly, viewing the mess from a high vantage point. He saw a young kid dressed in ragged leaves and animal hide, covering just his privates and nothing else. He was fatter than usual, his belly protruding out and bouncing as he ran around. His hair was messy and he was dirty, it looked to Toph that he had been living in the forest for quite some time.

He watched eagerly as the kid started goading the animals around him, jumping up and down like a monkey and challenging each one of them to a duel. He had a lot of spunk and energy- and seemed to need to be fighting someone at all times. He pulled out some sumo moves, using his whole body to slam the animals and screaming loudly when he won over and over again. The animals watched in awe, more and more afraid to challenge him. It seemed the kid has bested them all over the years, and not many wanted to challenge him anymore.

There was a sudden hush in the crowd, and Toph watched as the animals parted for a jaguar, who growled and exposed his teeth as he stealthily approached. The boy laughed loudly at him, and then curled his index finger, indicating the jaguar could move forwards. The jaguar watched the boy closely, and drool wetted his mouth. It was clear to Toph that the jaguar was desperate to have a little sample of the boy. The boy laughed once more, and announced loudly, "Same rules as before, newcomer- if you beat me, you can do anything you want to me! I'll be your slave for life."

"Silly boy," The jaguar said, licking his lips fully, "You won't have a life after this. I love the taste of a little boy on my tongue."

"Come get me." He jumped back smoothly, and Toph was shocked at how fast he could move, being that heavy.

The jaguar studied him a little more, circling him over and over while the boy watched patiently. Suddenly, he jumped, and the boy dodged him with ease. Again, he jumped, and again, another skillful dodge. It was now the boy's turn to attack. He flashed his teeth and pounced on the jaguar, it roared and rolled around as the boy put his arm around its neck. After a few moments of the animals around them howling and cheering, the boy let go and flashed his teeth again as the jaguar scampered off.

"Anyone else want to challenge me?" The boy asked loudly. There was silence. He looked around at the arena created in the forest, and not one animal made a sound.

"I'll get my hands dirty." Toph said quietly, still watching. The boy turned abruptly at his direction, and he stepped out of the shadows at last, revealing himself.

The boy laughed his youthful laugh again, and Toph felt both extremely irritated and curious at the same time. "And who are you?"

"That's really none of your business, boy." He said, and skillfully jumped right in front of him. The boy moved back a few steps.

"You're here to challenge me? I warn you, I'm famous around here, no one's ever defeated me."

"We'll see about that. What do I get if I win?" Toph asked, looking down at him.

"I'll do whatever you want. Servant for life."

"Intriguing." He smiled cruelly, "I accept." He surprised even himself by engaging in such a menial sport with such a dumb stupid boy, but there was something about him that made Toph very interested, and he wanted to find out more about him.

"Are you sure you want to accept, mister? You seem a little too short to come against someone like me. I'm a little kid and you're shorter than me!" He burst out laughing.

Toph grounded his teeth, and smiled the most cruel smile he's ever managed. He wanted to strangle the kid right then and there, but he maintained his composure. "What are the rules?"

"Anything goes. If the opponent steps out of the arena or admits defeat, the other wins."

"Simple enough, let's get started." The animals hushed again as another battle commenced, with Toph and the boy circling one another.

As the challenge begin, Toph refused to move an inch. He stood there and watched as the boy looked at him, curious.

"Come get me," He revealed his sharp teeth. The boy crawled on hands towards him rapidly, and with a wave of his hand the boy halted in his path. Another wave, and the boy was blown out of the arena. He crashed loudly against a looming oak tree, and a boom echoed through the forest.

After recovering his balance, he screamed, "Hey! Not fair!"

"And what is not fair, may I ask?" Toph asked, sharpening his claws.

"You used magic! That's not how sumo works!"

"You said anything goes, remember?" Toph said, irritated once more.

"That doesn't count. You're not allowed to use magic."

"I see. Let's go again then." The boy nodded and dusted off his messy leather underwear, which just made it messier. He walked back steadily into the arena, and glared at Toph, who waited patiently.

The match began again, the boy waited this time, and they both stood for what felt like forever, neither making a move. Finally, Toph was impatient. He moved towards the boy so fast none of the animals watching were able to see him move, and in an instant, he flipped the boy on his back, and pushed his body onto him, his arm against his throat. The boy wiggled and screamed against him, pushing back with all his might. The boy was stronger than Toph thought, no one had ever been able to make him move even an inch before, so this was extremely shocking to him. He was young, but he seemed to have many years of training experience. It was probably from living in the forest on his own against all these ferocious beasts.

He scratched and clawed and Toph, and Toph made sure he wasn't using enough strength to choke the kid. After around 10 seconds of wiggling, the boy hit Toph over and over on the arm and yelled, "Okay, okay! I admit defeat!"

"Good boy," Toph said, and snapped his finger. The boy immediately flew to his feet again. He rubbed his sore neck, and looked up at Toph in shame.

"I won. You're my slave now." He simply said.

"What are you going to do to me?" He boy asked cautiously.

"It's none of your business." Toph replied.

"Whaa----" The boy said, as Toph stared at him with so much malice he stopped.

"Come, follow me. We have to set up camp. Oops, I mean you- you have to set up camp." He said, and smiled a cruel smile. The boy nodded and followed him in defeat.

It took them a while to get to where Toph usually liked to stay the night, and with his short stubby legs the boy really slowed him down. It seemed he scared the boy into submission already, and Toph was feeling a little guilty when the boy started talking like usual again.

"Hey, so who are you, mister?" He asked, jogging a little to catch up to Toph.

"That's information that I'm going to keep to myself." He simply replied.

"Stop being annoying and tell me! You're going to cook me anyways, right?" Toph looked at him and slammed him against a nearby tree.

"Never speak to me that way again." He expected this would scare the boy enough that he would stop annoying him for the night, but he was gravely mistaken.

The boy brushed himself off again, and then followed him with a bigger smile, "Wow mister, you're really strong. No one's been able to defeat me like that. Where did you train? I want to train with them, too!"

"I'm sure the school of the death would welcome you with open arms," Toph replied sarcastically, secretly loving how nothing can keep the boy down.

"School of death? Are you a Shinigami?" He asked, eager.

"Yes." Toph didn't see how the boy could relay this information to anyone, and even if he did, they wouldn't be a threat. He was just used to having a private life, and not a lot of people knew much about him. Most of his childhood friends were already dead. The boy looked at him, pensive. "Enough questions. We've arrived."

They appeared at another small clearing in the forest. The boy wasn't sure how this was any different from any of the other ones they've passed, but he wasn't an expert Shinigami- so what did he know. "Set up camp." He simply said, and with a snap of his fingers, all the bags he previously had appeared on the floor of the clearing. He sat at a nearby log and sharped his claws once more, glaring at the boy and watching him work.

The boy looked at him, confused. "What do I do?"

"Get logs, start the fire, set up the tent, pick up some herbs so I can cook you after."

"Wait, what?" The boy asked, stopping in his tracks.

"You heard me, boy. I'm going to cook you, and eat you, that's my plan for winning."

The boy sat down on the grass, frightened. A series of emotions flashed through his face- fear that he was going to die for losing the battle, determination for trying to figure out a way to escape, and then calmness when he realized there was no way he could escape from Toph's grasp, and that he was going to have to figure out something else.

The boy got up and looked confused, "I don't know how to start up a fire or set up a tent."

Toph growled, "You incompetent fool. How have you been surviving all these years?"

He shrugged, "I'm lucky?"

Toph sighed in defeat, "I'll tell you what to do." He got up, sighing once more loudly. The boy's smile widened- it was like he wasn't worried about being eaten that very night- or believed it wasn't actually going to happen. Toph had to admit he wasn't sure himself, either. He was hungry, true. But the boy was just too much entertainment for him.

"First, go gather branches. You want the smaller twigs and a few larger logs so it can burn all night long." He gave directions like so for around an hour while the boy travelled around the campsite, gathering supplies and setting up the tent. Toph couldn't help but study his motions and watch his plump ass and belly jiggle around as he picked up the supplies. Every time he bent down, he desperately wanted to mess with him and make him jump.

Finally, he couldn't take it anymore. Once, when the boy wasn't paying attention, he rapidly moved towards him, and pinched his ass, making him yelp in surprise and turn back. Toph was too fast for him though- he was already back sitting on the log. It was obvious it was Toph- no one else was around. The boy glared at him and went back to his task. Once more, he moved quickly towards him and stroked it slowly, then went back to sitting. After a few repeats of touching, stroking, and slapping various parts of his body, the boy finally stomped towards him and screamed, "Enough, mister!"

Toph looked at him inquisitively, "What are you referring to?"

"Stop pinching my butt!" He yelled, stomping his feet.

"I don't know what you're talking about." He grinned at the boy.

"Well, stop it!" He yelled once more, and went back to gathering branches.

Deciding the boy has had enough, he went back to giving him orders. It took longer than usual, but finally the camp was set up to Toph's level of perfection. He might've made the boy do a little more just for the fun of it, but he didn't have to know that.

He snapped his finger, murmured a few words, and the fire started immediately. He roasted some herbs that the boy picked up, and told him to wait while he hunted for some animals. They wouldn't be as good as the boy's juicy plump meat, but he was a patient jackal, and could wait to finally feast.

They soon had their meal. Toph was a good cook among his other skills, and the boy couldn't help but stuff his face with the animal's fat, licking the bone and chewing greedily. Toph had his fill, and there was still a lot of food remaining. They both stared at the fire and the leftover food, and Toph said, "I don't waste food boy. Finish it all right now."

"What? There's so much left. I'm already full."

"Look at this," He flicked his belly, making it bounce back and forth, "Don't pretend you haven't filled yourself up every day of your life."

"Hey! That's rude!" He yelled, and crossed his arms, almost falling back on the log he was sitting on.

"What's rude is you disobeying me when you promised to be my slave for life, boy."

The boy looked down in silence, and started eating again, looking up and Toph once in a while, who nodded at him encouragingly. He needed to make the boy fatter over the next few weeks to make this investment worth it.

Over the next few weeks the kid followed him on various tasks, he acted in his role of a Shinigami, the bringer of death. Some souls were challenging to deal with when they refused to enter hell with Toph, but he had an easy time intimidating them into submission. The boy was to watch on the sidelines in case he got hurt. He was in complete awe of Toph, wanting to be just like him. Toph still didn't talk to him much, but from watching his day to day job, he knew he was a good guy, really, and was starting to really like him. On the other hand, Toph was starting to like him a lot as well. The boy learned quickly, and every day he got better and better at following Toph's commands, making the camp quicker and quicker every time. He even learned a lot from him, but was mainly there to provide humour and banter. He loved teasing him to the point where the boy would yell at him and then figure out his place again when Toph got mad. He loved poking his belly, and making dick jokes about how small he was compared to Toph. It seemed after a few weeks the boy also realized that Toph was just having fun, and didn't really mean any of it, so the back and forth became even more entertaining when the boy acted even angrier than he actually was.

"It's time." Toph finally said one day, watching as the boy's fat bounce even more than usual due to him over feeding him for weeks. Everyday he had to feed him more and more because he was so active and was always trying to pick fights with Toph. It was getting to the point where Toph almost hunted most of the animals in the forest to feed this boy, and he was getting a little fed up with it. "You're going to be the most delicious thing I ever feast upon."

The boy nodded, accepting his fate. The last few weeks were the best of his life, and he couldn't complain. He knew this was coming, he signed up for it. He gathered the herbs that would be used to cook him, and Toph set him on a large metal platter he welded and stuffed a large apple in the boy's mouth when he started talking again. He figured this would make it a little easier. Though he underestimated the boy once more, he seemed to still want to talk until the very end, the boy spit the apple out and grinned and Toph. Toph sighed and took off his leather dressings and cleaned him from head to toe, with the boy giggling the whole time.

"You missed a spot, Mister!"

"If you say one more word I'll boil you alive." Then, he rubbed sauce, salt, and oil all

over the boy, smiling more and more as he imagined how good the boy would taste. "This is going to be good." He said to himself.

"What did you say?" The boy asked, but Toph refused to answer. He stuffed the apple back into his mouth. The boy struggled against the bonds, grinding the oils against the rolls of his body.

With a snap of his finger, the boy was out. He knew that his spell would make the boy completely asleep, and he wouldn't be able to feel a bit of it. When he was finally done cooking him, he sampled a bit of the meat, and couldn't help but moan loudly. It was the best thing he's ever had. He didn't regret it for even a second. He was going to save this meal for multiple days, but he couldn't help it. He waited too long to finally feast. He chopped the boy up and ate him slowly as the night got darker and darker. Finally, when he could hear the flutter of birds first thing in the morning, he was done feasting. He had a little belly growing himself by the end, and he felt at peace knowing the boy was now fully a part of him. This was the best month of his life.

He was able to make a friend of a stranger, teach him some life skills, and join with him fully while enjoying himself in the process. He couldn't have asked for anything more. Toph was content.

Epilogue

"Welcome back." Toph muttered, smiling.

"Huh?" A confused and sleepy voice replied.

"I said, welcome back."

"Where am I? What's going on?"

"You're back in the real world. As a Shinigami, I can both bring people into hell and bring them back as I wish. Your soul is under my command."

The boy sat up sleepily, and rubbed his eyes.

"You brought me back, mister?"

"I respect you for following your promise. You didn't complain, didn't argue, you just let me cook you and eat you. You deserve to follow me as my ward. I'll teach you everything I know, and you can serve me as you have done greatly these past few weeks."

The boy got up and ran towards Toph, hugging him and grinning. Toph couldn't help but pat him on the back a few times. "Thank you! You won't regret this!"

"I hope not, boy." He replied. "Now get off me and do your job."

"How did I taste, mister? Was I delicious?" He asked curiously, following Toph once more as he headed to his next task.

"You were okay, I've had better." Toph lied, not wanting the boy to be more confident than he already was.

"Oh." He said, sadly, "I'll try my best to be the yummiest thing you've had in your life, I promise!"

Toph laughed out loud for the first time in years, he couldn't believe what was coming out of the boy's mouth. He was loyal to a fault. It seemed like he could do anything to him and he was fine with it. "Well you're going to have to plump yourself up again, then."

The boy looked down at his body for the first time. "Wait, what happened to me?" A lot of his fat was gone. There was still some there, and he was no longer jiggling as much when he walked. He felt better than he had ever felt in his life.

"I was bored when you were still sleeping, so I carved some out and made some you-cake." Toph said matter-of-factly.

"You can do that?" He asked, shocked.

"I can do anything I want, it's what comes with being a great dark Shinigami."

"Woaah." The boy said in awe. "Show me more stuff please, mister!"

"I will when you're older. Right now, be a good boy and ward and do as I say. And then maybe one day you'll be the best thing I ever eat." Toph smiled, he couldn't get enough of this random boy he's picked up from the forest.

"Yes, sir!" He saluted, and then ran after Toph again, now faster than usual.

"Hmm... I should really be giving you a name. I can't just call you 'boy' forever." Toph thought pensively.

"Ooooh what about warrior boy? Or super spy boy?" He asked, excited.

"Chunkster. Seems fighting." Chunkster looked up at Toph, giggled, and followed him.

They headed off quickly to their next mission.