Chapter 2
Jigen groaned, pushing himself into a half sit as the all too familiar feeling came over him. He figured out his surroundings first, something that only took him a split second to do, realizing he had fallen asleep on the couch.
Another groan. Jigen pressed a palm to his mouth and jumped to his feet, rushing over to the bathroom.
The light inside the small room was on, Lupin busy relieving himself when Jigen ran in, Lupin looking back at him.
"Hey, what the... what the hell are you doing?" Lupin demanded to know as Jigen tried to shove him aside. "I'm pissing here!"
Jigen grabbed the trash can in desperation and emptied the contents of his stomach inside of it.
Lupin made a sound of disgust. This wasn't the first time Jigen got sick from drinking too much.
He finished and tucked his business back into his boxers, flushing the toilet and staring down at Jigen.
Jigen stayed knelt on the floor with his head bowed over the waste basket. More heaving followed.
Lupin rolled his eyes and left the room.
Knowing he'd be unable to go back to sleep, Lupin walked to the kitchen and grabbed the pack of cigarettes he had tossed on the counter hours earlier.
He placed one in between his lips and light it, taking a long drag and exhaling the smoke above him.
Jigen mumbled something as he made his way back to the couch.
"I thought you knew how to handle your liquor," Lupin said in a serious manner.
"I do," Jigen barked, sitting on the couch with his head bowed between his knees.
"Are we going to have to have an intervention?" Lupin joked dryly.
"Will you just shut up?" Jigen yelled. "It was whatever shit we ate tonight. Something must have been bad."
Lupin rolled his eyes. "Yeah, that always seems to be the case," he muttered, walking back to his room.
Jigen ignored him. Feeling sick again, he jumped up and rushed back to the bathroom.
After a short nap Lupin woke up and sat on the edge of the bed. He stared out the window, his only thoughts being on the woman who kept screwing him out of his treasures.
With a long sigh he stood and turned towards the closet.
By the time he was dressed and out of the room Goemon had come in from the balcony, having spent all night outside in meditation.
Jigen was still passed out on the couch.
"Hey," Lupin said, passing Goemon to get a cup of coffee, his cup being instant coffee and warm tap water.
Goemon said nothing, but nodded.
Lupin quickly downed the coffee and set the cup in the sink. "I'm going out. I'll be back later."
Goemon nodded, continuing to wait in the kitchen for his tea to be ready.
All Lupin had to do was think of what he would steal next. That item was an ancient Chinese vase owned by one of the cities wealthy residents.
He took his time and wandered around in the area of the home. "Just as I thought," he grinned.
The woman left the house, turning to talk to the man who owned the property.
Lupin listened, the woman posing as an insurance agent.
She bid the man farewell and walked back to her car, a silver convertible that Lupin knew had to be stolen.
He walked to his car and got, starting it and driving off as the woman drove past him.
He followed her to a fancy hotel and grinned, pulling up to the front and letting one of the workers waiting outside to park it.
He rushed off inside and got everything for his quick plan prepared.
The woman walked through the side door into the lobby and to the main elevator.
The man waiting inside nodded as she entered.
"Seventeenth floor," she told the man, who nodded and pressed the correct buttons, the door closing and the elevator making it's quick ascent.
The elevator got halfway up when the man pressed a button and everything stopped.
The woman stared at him in annoyance. "What's going on?" she asked. "Who are-"
Her words were silenced by a kiss, the man grabbing her and forcing himself on her.
"That's what I want to find out," the man said, pulling back and smiling at her.
"You," she gasped. "Lupin."
Lupin began to kiss at her neck, his right hand groping her ass while her left hand groped one of her breasts.
The woman moaned from the feel of his touch, one that was gentle yet dominating.
"So," he said, the warm breath on her skin making her tingle inside.
"Fu... Fujiko," she moaned as he began to kiss her once again.
"Fujiko," he sighed. He pulled away and stared into her eyes. "What do you say about going to your room and having a little fun?"
His grin made her grin and soon she was lost in his eyes, finding herself agreeing.
Lupin started the elevator back up, Fujiko groaning once again as Lupin sucked at her neck and groped her body parts.
They left the elevator, neither able to wait before they got into her room before they began pulling at the others clothing, Fujiko's shirt almost completely off and Lupin's pants unbelted and unzipped by the time they reached her door.
The next twenty minutes were filled with passion and loud moans of pleasure, the queen sized bed tested, the springs squeaking loudly while the headboard pounded against the wall.
Neither cared who heard them, too caught up in the moment to even think about anything other than the amazing sex they were having.
When they reached the peak of their pleasure they collapsed onto the bed, both on their backs as they breathed heavily.
"That... that was amazing," Fujiko said, staring at the ceiling and laughing.
"Yeah, it was," Lupin said, looking over at her and smiling.
She turned her head towards him, Lupin reaching out with a gentle hand and running his fingers through her hair as he stared into her eyes.
"You're beautiful," he whispered, leaning in and kissing her.
She kissed him back and then stared off in thought as he started to kiss down her body.
Jigen woke up and yawned. He quickly made a sound of disgust, the taste in his mouth something he didn't want to experience any longer.
He stood and yawned as he walked to the bathroom, making another sound of disgust when his mess from hours earlier was still in the trash can.
He dumped everything into the toilet, not caring what he was throwing in there and just hoping it'd all flush down.
He put the trash can in the bath tub and filled it with water, letting the water run over the edge, bits of puke and garbage trailing down the side of the container.
He flushed the toilet and hoped, standing and staring down at it as everything seemed to go down.
Glad for that, he grabbed the mouthwash and got a huge mouthful, swishing it around his mouth.
His eyes rolled to the side as Goemon pushed the half closed door open.
"You're up early," Goemon said in annoyance.
Jigen made an annoyed "haha" face at him before he spit the mouthwash into the sink. "Let me ask you something," he said, turning to Goemon.
Goemon stared with no expression and waited for whatever words were to come from Jigen's mouth.
"When you sit and meditate, what exactly burrows up from the floor and crawls up your ass?" Jigen glared at Goemon and waited for his response.
"Your evil stench," Goemon answered with little hesitation.
"That doesn't even make sense."
"Then you should understand it perfectly."
Jigen gritted his teeth. How could this kid be such a smartass to him and be good at it?
"I need to use the bathroom," Goemon said. "Unless you're the type who likes to watch..."
"Fuck you," Jigen said before leaving.
Jigen walked to the kitchen and rummaged around, making himself a quick sandwich and eating it while leaning against the counter. He washed it all down with a beer.
"Where's Lupin?" he asked in a raised voice so Goemon could hear him.
Goemon shrugged as he walked from the bathroom out into the living room. "Out."
"Well, that tells me a lot. Thanks for being a fountain of information."
Goemon turned and glared at him. "That was all he said. I can't read his mind."
"Can you read mine?" Jigen asked. "I hope so. I don't feel like repeating all of these thoughts I'm having."
"As if you could remember anything you thought one second ago."
"Don't make me shoot you," Jigen threatened, the only come-back his mind thought of.
"Since you've been so successful at that already, hmm?" Goemon smirked.
"Oh, that is it, dressboy!" Jigen stomped towards Goemon, the two getting into each others face.
Goemon began to insult Jigen in Japanese.
Jigen found this amusing. "As if I can't understand you. I've only lived in that god-awful country for five years."
Goemon gasped at this.
Jigen smirked, knowing that if there was one way to insult a proud Japanese man, it would be to insult his homeland. "Nothing to say?"
Goemon shook in anger. He reached back and grabbed the sword he had tucked into his belt. He unsheathed it and screamed, swinging it at Jigen.
Jigen, scared shitless at this, kept his calm and continued to smirk, Goemon stopping his blade inches from Jigen's face.
"H-hey!" Lupin yelled, this being the scene he saw when he walked through the door. He ran up to the two and pushed them apart.
Jigen shrugged and walked back to the couch, plopping down on it.
Goemon stood and glared at Jigen.
"Can I not leave you two alone for a few hours?" Lupin asked. "Jesus, guys! In order for everything to work, I need both of you. Both! So, get your shit together and figure out how to at least leave each other alone!"
Jigen laughed. "Then tell dressboy here to not be such a smartass."
"Me?" Goemon growled. "This is all your doing!"
"I'm not the one so quick to throw around insults," Jigen shrugged.
"And they bother you so much? You're such a weak man, Jigen."
Jigen could only laugh at Goemon's statement, something that made the samurai even more livid.
"I give up," Lupin groaned, walking to his room and slamming the door, Jigen and Goemon continuing to argue, their loud voices carrying through the door as Lupin laid on the bed, smiling as his mind only thought about Fujiko