Title: Cracked Actor
Fandom: Inuyasha
Author: kira
Chars/Pairs: Ban/Jak, Ren, Sui
Genres: general
Warnings: none
Word Count: 500
Summary: Jakotsu has a fiftieth birthday to remember…
Author's note: Thanks to my beta, Jen, for helping me bring this puppy in at 500 words…
For Sensei, whose mug shot of Jakotsu inspired this fic...
I've come on a few years from my Hollywood Highs
The best of the last, the cleanest star they ever had
I'm stiff on my legend, the films that I made
Forget that I'm fifty cause you just got paid… from "Cracked Actor" by David Bowie
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They were enjoying a night on the town, celebrating Jakotsu's fiftieth birthday. The cross-dresser was in rare form, flirting with his life-partner and their friends. So when Renkotsu offered to get Suikotsu's car while the others waited outside the restaurant, Jakotsu began telling Suikotsu about a small part he got in a movie that would be out soon where he played a prostitute.
"I got the part, even though they wanted somebody younger and female, by strolling over to the producer's care and propositioning him. I couldn't believe it and I didn't even have to blow him," Jakotsu tittered. He had drank one Kirin too many and had a pleasant buzz going unlike the rest of them.
"Yeah, you're some actress, Sweetness," his life-partner, Bankotsu, teased.
Jakotsu kissed him. "I love you too, Ban honey." He started walking towards the car that just pulled up in front of the restaurant. His life-partner trailed after him. "He's here, Sui!'
While they made eyes at each other, Suikotsu's cell phone rang. He answered only to have it die a few minutes later. "Wait! Ban, can you call Ren back for me? We got cut off when my phone died. I have no idea what he was trying to tell me."
Bankotsu paused. "Okay. Hey, Sweetness! Wait up!" Taking his cell phone from his pocket, he dialed Renkotsu's number. The custom motorcycle designer took his time answering. When he did, he explained that he was still where they had left the car and was busy changing a flat tire. Hanging up, he said, "You had a flat; Ren said he'll be here in ten minutes when he's done." Bankotsu looked towards his life-partner. "Then who's that with Jak?"
Jakotsu stuck his head through the car's open window and purred at the driver who was facing the other way, "Hey, darling… For forty three hundred yen, I'll take you to heaven and back…"
The man reached out and grabbed the cross-dresser's wrist. As he turned around, Jakotsu realized he made a horrible mistake. The man, sitting there, may have been bald like Renkotsu, but he was not only younger, he was a cop as well as evident by the badge he flashed.
"Oh crap…" Jakotsu looked over his shoulder and called out, "Ban honey, come're! I'm about to get arrested for solicitation!" he trilled.
"Oh hell…" Bankotsu muttered as he hurried over to him.
Several hours later the two of them were back at home, in bed and watching the news. They had succeeded in putting the whole mess of Jakotsu's arrest behind them, when they ran a story on it.
"I'm never going to live that down, am I?" Jakotsu groaned.
His life-partner chuckled. "Probably not, Sweetness, but if the film company was smart, they'd claim it was all a publicity stunt gone awry."
"It would be nice if they did, but I don't know…"
Bankotsu leaned over and kissed him. "I still love you, Sweetness…"
"Awe… I love you too, Ban honey…"