A Mission Impossible
Chapter 5: Some screwed up seductions
Matt's POV
You know what, I learned something today: when you suddenly remember that you were supposed to have a girl over as a kind of 'house date', you should remember it at least 4 hours before the arranged time… not 10 minutes because you were too busy playing video games.
Oh, and when said girl is over, it is always good to have pets, water and a skateboard. Plus, always lock your bedroom. Oh, and if you FORGOT to lock your bedroom, it is always handy to have someone like Mimi as company.
End POV
"GET OUT OF THE WAY!" Mimi yelled as she expertly pressed the buttons of her controls, twisting around her couch the same way her car swerved around Matt's.
"NO, YOU GET OUT OF THE WAY!" Matt bellowed back. He grinned when the flat screen TV showed the FINISH LINE. "YESSS!"
"OH NO, YOU DON'T! HEY! YOU ARE DESTROYING MY CAR, YOU IDIOT!"
"I AM GOING TO BEAT YOU, TACHIKAWA!"
"OH YEAH? WE'LL SEE ABOUT THAT!" They elbowed each other the same way their cars are banging each other in the hopes of skewering it and making it first.
The finish line was only 10 feet away…5 feet away…
"YES! YES! YES!"
They were nearing the yellow line… closer… closer…
"EAT MY DUST, ISHIDA YAMATO!! EAT MY DUST!"
"I AM GOING TO KICK YOUR ASS, TACHIKAWA! I AM GOING TO KICK YOU'RE A—!"
Then the screen went blank.
They stared at the screen in shock. Then, their speechless, shocked faces swiveled to the directions of the socket, now currently devoid of the plugs from both the TV and the Wii. WHERE IS THE STUPID SOCKET? They followed the direction of the wire with their eyes. It went up… up… up… they saw the feet of a woman… the torso… a neck…
They stared at the stern face of Yolei, the resident housekeeper of the mansion. And in her hand, clutched between 2 fingers, were the plugs.
They jerked out of their stupor. "NOOOOOOO!" they wailed, throwing their controls in the air and dashing towards Yolei, horrified.
"Why the hell did you do that for?" Matt asked disbelievingly. "I was about to beat Tachikawa to oblivion!"
"Was not! It was YOUR butt that was about to be kicked to Loser Nation," Mimi argued.
Yolei cut their bickering short by saying, "Master Ishida, do you know what time it is?"
Matt looked at the clock and shrugged. "3:50 pm. What about it?"
"Didn't you arrange a date with Tsugi last week? You told her to come over today at 4:00 in the afternoon… which, if you have not noticed is only 10 minutes away."
Matt's eyes widened when he remembered. "Shit! But I am not the one who asked for that stupid date! Mother forced me! I thought it was canceled! Aw, crap!"
Mimi snickered. "Tsugi Otohime? As in the girl that tried to drug you yesterday? Sheesh Ishida, I never thought you have such a bad taste! Otohime is the biggest skank in the whole batch!"
"I DO NOT LIKE HER!"
Then, they heard the sound of the doorbell. Yolei looked smug, " I suggest you change clothes since I think your guest I here. In the meantime, Miss Tachikawa, would you like to test out the new motorcycle? It was delivered just today".
"Well Ishida," Mimi said in a sugary voice, "Buh bye!" She waggled her fingers at him and made a slicing motion on her neck. The women went out into the back.
He cursed and swore as he went out of the room and went up the grand staircase, muttering, "Stupid… crappy… idiotic… parrot guest… grrr.. girls… argh…my motorcycle… ARGH!"
Matts POV
I will never force Tai into a stupid date with other girls ever again.
Right now, I am sitting on a dining set flanked on a wooden whatever on water and I am currently thinking of jumping over the water instead of taking the bridge. It's so much faster, don't you agree?
Because I now know how it feels to date with a person you hate with every fiber of your being.
Tsugi Otohime, 18 years old, is practically the biggest bimbo in school. Not as high on the scale as Wendy but one still. I do NOT like her. And yeah, she's pretty and tall and leggy but, come one, behind those goldish eyes and under the curly red hair is a brain filled with lipsticks and nail polish. How stupid can you get? And she's wearing a tight-fitting, midriff-baring top and large pants. I guess she's trying to hide how bad her butt looks like.. or how big… ahem… (did not work)
And her favorite topic is herself. Conceited, let me tell you.
"So, Yamato," she cooed cutely, drinking from the wine glass. "Tell me about yourself".
I said in a flat voice "I am Ishida Yamato, 18, goes to RSU, an AIDS victim, has 15 false teeth, 12 police records, stole a watch, failed 9th grade 5 times and a bad kisser. Plus, I hate you. I really do".
She blinked and laughed softly, "You're such a joker, Matt. That's what I love about you."
Tch, yeah right. All you want is my money, bitch.
Then, I felt something sliding up and down my leg. HER leg. It was devoid of shoes and lazily playing with my leg. Shit, I moved mine away and then it STILL followed. I scowled at her. She looked at me seductively. Seriously, my leg is starting to itch. In an effort to keep her leg away, I 'accidentally' swiped my hand on my glass. It crashed on the tablecloth and broke. To my delight, wine dribbled all over my shirt and pants!
I coughed and tried my best to act sorrowful. "Oh, my bad. Guess I have to change…" I trailed off and dashed towards the house, ignoring her cry of- whatever. She pronounced my last name with pitches and in an absolutely annoying way. As in with 4 syllables.
"Issss-HHHhhhh- EEEDDD- AAAAHHHHH!"
Oh my freaking god.
I climbed the stairs and printer towards my room. I flung the door wide open and rummaged around my drawer. "Gotta get away… gotta get away… WHERE THE FUCK ARE THE KEYS?" I hissed and flung clothes onto the floor. Suddenly, I heard the sound of my death rattle.
The door opened.
The door closed.
The door is not a friend anymore.
I whirled around and came face to face with Otohime. Shit.
"What are you doing here?" I snapped at her.
"You were taking so long so I thought I should check up on you," she said kittenishly. Now, she was only 2 feet away from me and to my horror, she.. er… undid her belt.
I'm serious. Now, most guys would have killed for a chance like this. I mean, come one, a guy and very hot girl in a bedroom and the latter SEDUCING the former? But frankly, I have no intention of doing IT or seducing her back, because as stupid as it may sound, I do NOT want her. She is not Mi—I mean, er… the GUY should be the seducer, not the seducee. Whatever.
I pointed this out. "Technically, the guy should be the one who seduces, you know. It's a fatal blow to a man's ego if a woman does his job." The fact that I have taken off my shirt due to too much liquid soaked in it is not helping. It really isn't.
"Oh, so you ARE expecting this, aren't you?" she smiled even more. Then, to my utter horror, she started undoing the buttons on her pants. Shit.
She just CAN'T UNDERSTAND!
"Uhm, no, to tell you the truth" I said, pleased that I'm actually telling the truth.
"You have a really good body, you know" she whispered provocatively. Then, my mouth dropped open just as her pants did the same thing. Dropped, I mean. Oh, crap. Nice leg—BAD YAMATO! BAD YAMATO!
"Look Tsugi, I really don't wanna be charged with rape". I moved towards the huge window to my right, intending to jump out of it. I do not give a damn if it's sixty feet off the ground or whatever. I hope I break my neck. That way, if ever she thinks of doing kissing of the French style, I can't participate since I'm broken.
"No one's going to know, Yamato," she insisted and followed me and pushed her chest against mine. Double crap.
"Otohime, please get your surgically placed… uh… chest away from me."
"You know you want it, Yama-poo."
Yama-POO? What am I, poo? CRAP?!
I determinedly looked anywhere except her. Gotta get away… gotta get away… gotta get away… THE DOOR! It's not locked!
The Door is still my friend.
Now, if I could just find a way to get outta here before she does something as disgusting as, er, squeezing my ass or something.
Then, I felt something squeezing said ass.
I looked at her with wide eyes, whilst she looked at me seductively. I can feel her hand on my butt! Then, I felt it scrunch up.
Ho-ly shit.
SHE SQUEEZED MY BUTT! I CANNOT BELIEVE SHE SQUEEZED MY BUTT! SHE SQUEEZED MY BUTT!
In a blink of an eye, I used all the strength I had to wrench away from Otohime and sprint towards the door. "Syaoran! Where are you going?" she cried, whirling around.
I pulled the door open and said, "I'm-uh- going to get the boob-uh-boob- ARGH! BROOMS! YES, the brooms! Can't let bacteria in, you know. Later!" I dashed out of the door and flew down the stairs. I frantically tore past the terrace and dashed towards the garage. Cadillac… Benz… Jaguar… blah blah…WHERE'S THE DAMNED CAR? I went to an area near the back entrance. Aha! My BMW! I have never been so happy to see you! I hurried towards it, almost tripping on the toolbox scattered near the rear and looked at the hook where we usually keep the keys. Where is it? I guess I was so preoccupied trying to find my ticket to freedom that I didn't hear the cause of my panic.
The clunk of the High Heels of Doom sounded.
"What took you so long?" she-dracula asked me, pouting.
I banged my head on the low branch of a tree and whirled around to face Otohime. Fortunately, she was fully dressed. Unfortunately, the car cannot save me from my demise and she fully intends to take off her clothes after she locks me in MY bedroom (what happened to my human rights?). It this was a guy, he'd be dead in 2 seconds. But it was a GIRL. I am no girl-hitter.
"I-uh-tried to find the er-MAID who knows where the broom closet is…?"
"No one's here. They're all on a break until 4:30" she said simply. "Don't worry, it's only going to take YOU and ME to have fun," she said sexily, walking towards me. "And since we're all alone, we are going to have LOTS of fun."
I nearly puked right then and there. I plan to keep my pants on, thank you very much.
Then, the most wonderful, the most blessed, the best-est thing happened: she tripped. She was there, walking, when this rolling sound started and a second later, a pair of legs appeared from under the car… then a shirt propped on a skateboard…then, I was looking at the baggy, dusty and dirty form of Mimi, who I have never been so happy to see. Otohime was too preoccupied to eat her prey to notice so the result is the fruit of idiocy.
No, seriously, she went "EEEKKK!" and was sent sprawling at my feet. She looked so… well… hilarious that I had to laugh. HARD. Mortified, she got up and turned around. "You idiot!" she shrieked, whirling around to face the cause. "Look what you've done!".
And here is the great reply of my beloved guest, who I want to kiss: "Oh, sorry".
Laughing, I addressed said guest, "What were you doing under my car?"
"Oh, just fixing something in the wheels" she said airily. As if she just noticed she was there, she asked Tsugi pleasantly, "Hello, who are you?". She accomplished her task: her prey was irritated.
Tsugi just gasped at her. I guess I couldn't blame her. I mean, a fellow being of her gender is dressed like a guy and who, for that matter, treated her as if she was an average girl (which she is. She's just too stupid to know). Tsugi, being the daughter of some big-shot businessman, is always treated like a queen. So, obviously, she expected to be feared, worshipped and spoken to as a superior, not as an equal, by Mimi, who she (obviously) thinks is way down her standards and therefore a pushover. Boy, was she ever wrong.
"Otohime Tsugi, daughter of Otohime Donatello and the fiancé of Ishida Yamato," she said haughtily.
Mimi tried hard not to smirk. "Otohime Corps, right? Well, name's Tachikawa Mimi and I'm very pleased to meet you. Was I interrupting something?" she asked in that same irritating pleasant voice.
"As a matter of fact, you were. Please, kindly leave us alone" Tsugi said coldly. Mimi shrugged, seemingly oblivious to the ice-cold glare and started walking away. Just as I was about to surrender to my untimely demise (I'm too young too die), we heard a bark came out of nowhere and a second later, this very cute, whiteish with stripes and a yellow belly puppy came trotting towards our direction. "What's that?" Tsugi and I asked.
"Uh… a dog?" Sakura said sarcastically. "It's from next door. His name's Gabu." Then, Gabu bounded towards Tsugi, sniffing at her legs curiously, making her shriek, "Get it away! Get it away!"
Then, I got this really… good feeling that something was about to happen to Otohime. Maybe it was the way Mimi's eyes gleamed with anticipation or how Gabu suddenly stiffened and slowly lifted his left leg (Tsugi was too busy shrieking to notice), but I knew…
There was this wooshing sound, like a waterfall and a dog's satisfied purr. She froze and slowly looked down at her perfectly manicured feet. Clean feet. Except that it wasn't clean anymore. Yellow, smelly liquid seeped through her fur sandals drenched her feet. In simpler terms, Gabu… well…Gabu peed on her.
I have got to buy that puppy.
Then, 3 things happened at the same time: Tsugi screamed "MY SANDALS!", I laughed my head off and Mimi went "OH I'M SO SOOORRRRYYYY!" she said, not sounding a bit sorry at all. "Here, let me!" she grabbed the hose and turned it on. Tsugi screeched, "NOOO!".
SPLASH!
Accidentally or not, Mimi still turned on the hose too much. As a result, Otohime, instead of being cleansed, got a waterload instead. She was drenched. REALLY DRENCHED. Now, she looked like she wanted to MURDER Mimi.
"You bitch!" she screeched. "look what you did to me!". Then, she turned to me, "Aren't you gonna fire this stupid mechanic? The girl can't even control a hose! How much more if she handles you car?" Mimi stopped grinning. Now, she looked cynically amused.
I frowned. SHE called SAKURA a bitch? Oh yeah, then what is she?
"Uhm.. in case you don't know, Mimi's my guest" I said icily, joining Mimi by her side.
"G-guest?" Tsugi sputtered. Then, without warning, she slapped me right on the cheek.
Why, oh why the hell am I always on the end point of a woman's wrath?
"I AM YOUR FIANCE!" she seethed. "You two-timing bastard! While I was away with my parents on their villa you were romping around with this-this slut!". She moved to slap me again. I caught her hand before she can do it. Seriously, people are sooooo idiotic.
I wasn't smiling anymore. "OI, FIRST, this whole fiancé business? It's crap. I'm not anyone's property. Mother broke the engagement a week ago. Second, your whole I-was-away-with-my-parents is bullshit. Are you really daft to think the Li Family's not monitoring you moves when we're not together? You weren't in your parent's villa. You were in Dereck's ranch and Nick's house. We've got all the evidence we need to prove it," I snapped. I guess I was right because she flushed and backed away. "So stop preaching shit to me when you're the one who's at fault here."
"And lastly," I added in a clipped tone "Before you call someone something degrading, I suggest you look in the mirror first. Millionaire's daughter or not, when you are in MY property, you will respect my guests, especially," I emphasized "Mimi Tachikawa".
She stared at me. Then, she went redder and redder as if she was fighting not blow up. When the smell of Gabu's pee started getting worse, she huffed and stomped away, casting us a very surly look before disappearing.
"She squeezed your butt!" Mimi asked, howling with laughter.
"Laugh all you want, buster, but it was way unnerving" I argued grumpily, throwing my empty chocolate wrapper in the trash can. We were at the top of the mansion. Kinda like a penthouse or terrace except the walls were made of glass, giving us a perfect view of the beach while we munched on sweets.
"I would give anything to catch that on tape," she cackled, gobbling up her share of the cotton candy in a very unladylike way.
"Will you please stop doing that? You look disgusting!" I shuddered.
She raised an eyebrow. "Then look away if you're so disgusted".
I looked away and lied down. "Sheesh, most girls I know would have settled for diet coke and some fruits."
She looked at me disbelievingly. "Are you seriously comparing to all those 'well-mannered' and 'demure' girls I was introduced to?".
"Well, no. You're too… idiotic" I jested, grinning at her. Narrowly missing a pillow she threw , I added, "Wanna go see the new action movie?"
She shrugged and got up. Then, she started doing this hilarious impersonation of the way Tsugi walked. "What are you doing? You look like a parrot with an epilepsy" I asked her, guffawing.
She glanced back at me. "You said you wanted me to copy those girls, so…," she trailed off and grabbed a fan, batting her eyelashes and said in a squeaky voice, "How am I doing?"
I rolled my eyes and crossed the fireplace to land a step behind her. "You look stupid" I told her truthfully, getting a poke in the ribs. Of course, I couldn't tell her about what happened 3 days ago. You know, the pool accident? Yes, I remember it. I think it will probably be burned in my memory for the rest of my life.
She always walks like a jock. Then suddenly, BAM, she walked like a queen! Who KNEW she was capable of something like that? She walks way better than any other girl I know. They walk with measured steps and precise swaying. SHE made walking look as easy as breathing, with carefree strides and gently swaying with a hint of a bounce and loads of…
Okay, I'm rambling. It just because there's something that's making panic: Otohime's advances didn't even make my blood gurgle, but MIMI made it boil. And she did it only by walking, dammit!
So you can see why I'm currently tearing my hair out. But in any case, I replied in my usual manner and drawled, "So if you're trying to be like them, then you have to seduce me to!" I smirked "I prefer my bedroom or the bathroom or the—OW!" I yelled when a ball struck me full on the face.
"Are you on crack?" she snorted.
"Nope. So are you going to do it now? I'm waiting."
"Kiss my ass."
"Trust me. You DON'T want that. You SHOULDN'T."
After a minute's silence, I asked her, eyes widening, "Tachikawa?"
"Yeah?"
"Where's the dog?"
"In the living room. Why?"
SILENCE
We swore, hearing a dog's bark and a crashing sound, and ran out of the room. "GGGGAAAAAABBBBBUUUUUUUUU!"
A/N: Ummm... so yeah. Hope you liked it so far? My friend is quitting so I had to do this for her, but I really wanted to anyway. Sorry if it seems different, I'm kinda new. Also, please don't flame me. Can you please review and tell me how it is so far? Or criticize? Please? Thanks!!!!
Midnight Hope