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WARNING(S)! Incestuous yaoi, yaoi, bondage, rape, torture, and swearing… excessively. If any of these seem to bother you, please hit the back button on your browser or just close the window. Thank you.


Chapter 1: Stolen

"Fuck! The cops are here! Run for it!" my friend yelled at the rest of us. I grabbed the artifact we had came for not caring for the security beams. Yanking my mask onto my face hiding my identity, I began to run for one of the exits. As I ran, I shoved the artifact into my jacket to keep it safe and hidden. "Where you going? The easy exit is this way!"

"If we split up, they won't know which one to go after since they always travel in groups!" I yelled over the screams of the panicking crowd. "And they of course want to catch us all!" My friend nodded in agreement as he came running to confuse the police officers out the door. We shoved past the people crowding the door and made a break for it. What I didn't realize was that they would have been causing the jam inside.

"Shit! Split up and meet back at the safe house!" my friend yelled jumping off to elude the police. A shot was fired at him, but he wasn't hit. When they began to come after me, I stayed calm jumping onto the roof. A few shots were fired at me. One shot hit me. Through-and-through in my calf. It hadn't hit the bone, but it had torn through my muscles, which always hurts no matter who someone is. Since my leg had been shot, I wasn't able to run… let alone limp. I held the scream that I wanted to let out in so I wouldn't show that I had been wounded.

"Matsumi! Get on that roof and see if that person is still up there!" a stern voice yelled. A soft groan escaped my lips as I heard the clang of the metal ladder striking the roof. The clang had come from behind me, but I ignored all sounds when pain coursed through my calf. I gripped my leg with my hands trying to slow down the bleeding wound.

"Damn it! It's no use!" I whispered to myself. I yelped softly when I felt a rock hard shaft press against the small of my back. Whoever had come up was now sitting behind me pressing his body to mine. His legs wrapped around my body resting on my legs that were stretched out before me. I struggled against him to get free, but he held my arms down with one of his. I snarled at him to let me go, but he wouldn't. I settled to growling low in my throat as I continued to try to free my arms.

"Now… Let's see who's behind mask number one," he whispered into my ear as his free hand gently gripped the rim of my mask. It wasn't anything special. Just a black beanie with three holes. Two for the eyes and one for the mouth.

"No! Stop!" His hand halted at pulling my mask up. The beanie that had been past my jaw line was now above it. "Please don't."

"Not one to be unmasked by an officer, eh? Do you want to unmask yourself?" My eyes closed as I shook my head. I could feel the burning sensation of tears coming, but I bravely held them back. My eyes flung open and I gasped when I felt a hand cover my shaft through my black jeans. "Okay then. We'll stay up here until you take the mask off or until you allow me to take it off."

"Then… Wh-Why are y-you doing wh-wha-what you're doing t-to me? I asked as his hand began to rub my shaft through my pants.

"Nothing better to do…" I carefully reached up pulling the beanie the rest of the way over my face. I held I the groans and moans that wanted to come from my lips as he continued. "You know that if we stay up here long enough, you'll get hot since you're wearing black… and you also might die from infection of the wound or of blood loss."

"If you're going to-uhn-fuck me, then do it! You and I both know I won't let anyone unmask me!" I said through gritted teeth. "Fuck!" I groaned quietly as my head fell back against his shoulder as my hips began t buck into his hand of their own accord.

"May I unmask you if I give you release?"

"Ahh… Stop. Please don't." I was panting now. I wasn't struggling like I had been before, but I was still struggling against him. A whine came from my lips as he halted his motions. "No. Keep going."

"But I thought you didn't want to be unmasked."

"Please. Just… do it before I change my mind," I whispered. I turned my head to face him as one of his hands gently and slowly pulled the beanie off of my head. "Surprise." A smile came to my face as my eyes slowly opened. "I'm sorry."

"No. It isn't your fault." I licked my lips staring at his and glancing at his eyes. "We had a deal… and I'll honor it," he whispered as his lips came closer to mine. Just before out lisp connected, I whispered something like, "You do that," to him. As our tongues touched and tasted each other, I could hear and feel the zipper and button to my pants coming undone as I deepened the kiss farther. I smiled as I felt his large warm hand grasp my shaft that was restrained in my pants. His thumb caressed the base of my hard-on and ran along the top to the tip smearing the liquid that leaked from the head onto the rest of my arousal.

I broke the kiss gasping for air. He kissed my neck and I wasn't able to move my arms at all. He still held me captive; all I could do was sit there and take what he was doing to my body. "Won't… th-the other o-of-officers wo-worry about you?"

"Not really… I'll do this quick." I nodded in understanding as he began to pump my shaft. He kissed me silencing me as I screamed my release. I broke the kiss glancing down to see that he had freed my shaft from my pants before I had pissed onto my pants. He gently and carefully tucked my shaft back into my pants and he also buttoned and zipped them up as well. "Let's make it look like a real arrest." His hands yanked mine behind my back handcuffing my wrists together. My fingers brushed the crotch of his pants. He was aroused!

"But… what about you? You have a boner. And what about my mask? Can I have it back on?"

"Sure. Don't worry about me. I can take care of myself." He picked up my beanie and masked me. He fixed it to where I was able to see and breathe. He stood. He helped me to my feet, but then picked me up around the waist and slung me over his left shoulder. My arms were in an awkward position so I brought them over my head to be hanging down his back. His left arm held me to his shoulder as he began to walk. "How's your leg?"

"It hurts, but I'll live."

He chuckled deeply. "That's the spirit, kid!"

"I'm no kid!"

"You are compared to me!" That comment made me shut my mouth promptly. A few more chuckles came from him. I kicked him with my uninjured leg to shut him up, but all he did was continue to chuckle and his left hand gripped my ass. "Hey! I got him!"

"Nicely done, Matsumi! Come on down!"

"Sure thing, Chief!" He turned setting a foot on the ladder. "Wait a second. What's that in your jacket, kid? Is that what you all stole?"

"Maybe."

"When we touch gravel again, I want you to allow me to frisk you. Got it?"

"Whatever. It's all over for me anyway," I grumbled.

"Not always, kid. Not always," he whispered in a knowing tone. I sighed as he continued to descend the ladder.

"Where are you friends, boy?" the 'chief' demanded.

"At the safe house or heading there now," was my reply.

"Where is your 'safe house'?"

"In the city."

"Where?"

"Somewhere." I smirked when the man began to fume. He was angry and I wasn't helping him in catching my friends. I stuck my tongue out at him, which made him even angrier.


Na-kun is my anti-drug. . . here. Hope that all of you enjoyed this here little chapter. It's the first installment of many in the world of COPS. I'm not going into details on how I came up with title and I will not go into details on how I came up with the beginning of this. All you need to know is that I blame the subconscious and the crazy way my mind thinks these days. Hope you all had a wondrous Thanksgiving because I know I did… even though I didn't get my cranberry sauce again this year… Again, no promises on when the next installment is coming. Just have to keep a look out for the one and only Na-kun is my anti-drug. . .! Don't forget to review if you liked, disliked, or just plain hated. Flames are accepted and then trashed in the next installment. Enjoy!