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Chapter 2: Trustworthy

The officer that had retrieved me from the roof gently set me on my feet resting against one of the cop cars. "I didn't know your name was Matsumi," I whispered.

"It's my last name. Now shut up, kid."

"Namakura! Frisk the boy!" My eyes widened in surprise and horror as another man came towards me. When he was close enough, I kicked him, but it didn't work. I thrashed against this Namakura.

"Leave me alone, you bastard!" I yelled as I shoved Namakura into Matsumi. "Keep that son of a bitch away from me." That man I had shoved now had his mouth hanging open in awe before he began to struggle against his fellow officers to get his hands on me. A smirk played over my lips. Well… That was… until Matsumi wiped it off my face with a slap to my cheek. "What the fuck?"

"Play along, kid," he whispered into my ear. "Turn!" he yelled. My eyes widened in fear as I pivoted on my uninjured leg. Placing my hands on the hood of the car, Matsumi began to pat me down checking for weapons and stolen items. A gasp escaped my lips as his hands patted the inside of my thighs gently brushing my shaft making it jump to life.

"Fuck…" I groaned softly. His hand reached into my pants pocket pulling out a knife and a gun. He tossed them onto the ground.

"When were you going to tell me you were armed, kid?" he whispered into my ear taking advantage of frisking my chest. I panted not answering him at all. "Fine. Don't answer me." Matsumi roughly unzipped my jacket to reveal my bare chest and the artifact I had stolen.

"No!"

"He had been armed with a pocket knife and a gun and held a stolen item from this place," Matsumi informed his chief. He tossed the artifact to his chief and proceeded arresting me. "I'll take him to the station." He made me bend my head down as I climbed into the car. "But I'll take him to the hospital first to make sure he's okay." Matsumi climbed into the driver's see starting the car. I stared out the window with a sad look on my face the entire way he drove. It was quiet and I knew he was disappointed in me so I dared not to speak first. "I'm disappointed, kid."

"I'm sorry, Matsumi."

"No apology will mend you or mend my mind."

"I understand, sir…" A tear rolled from my eye to soak into my beanie. It was quiet a few more moments until he spoke up again.

"What's your preference, kid?" he asked casually.

"What?"

"Sexual. What's your sexual preference? Do you like men, women, or both?"

"I'm bi… What are you?"

"I'm gay. Love men completely."

"So that's why you…" I trailed off not completing that thought.

"Yeah… and you enjoyed it," he teased. I blushed and he began to chuckle again. "I love it when you blush. You're so cute when you do it."

"I'm not a little virgin schoolgirl," I grumbled.

"True. More like a virgin schoolboy." I rolled my eyes. "If you had both a gun and a knife, why didn't you use them while on the roof?"

"I didn't want anyone to get hurt… so I didn't have them out." I moved to the edge of the seat and placed my cuffed hands on the seat in front of me. I rested my chin on my hands staring at the mirror to look at Matsumi.

"What, kid?" he asked when he had glanced in the rearview mirror.

"Do you think… if we had met on better terms… that you would be my boyfriend?" A smile graced his lips and he nodded. "Too bad that it had been horrible terms when we met."

"We can still be boyfriends, kid. So long as you don't wear those clothes or hat when with me."

"But… wouldn't it look weird? An officer with a kid?"

"Only if I wear my uniform."

"Listen. When you're off duty, come to my home. I'll treat you to dinner," I suggested. Matsumi's smile grew larger. "Of course, on a reasonable day."

"I'd like that." The car was turned into an emergency lane towards the hospital. When we came to the doors, he uncuffed my hands and yanked my beanie off. I was about to ask him why he did that when he said, "If you wear that inside, they'll think you're a prisoner."

"But I am."

"No. You'll be sent home to rest once fixed up. Besides, they don't need to know that." Matsumi picked me up out of the car. One arm was under my knees and the other was supporting my back. I had my arms around his neck burying my nose into the crook of his neck. "You have a very sexy chest, you know that? Just makes me want to kiss it."

"Matsumi! Can't you think about something else other than my chest?"

"Please. Call me Naraku. Besides, I can think of two or three different places to think about."

"Other than my body!" I whispered harshly. He chuckled a 'no' as he walked into the hospital.

"Ma'am. Can I get a doctor? I have a person with a shot leg."

"Oh my gosh! Please wait in room eight, okay? I'll send a doctor your way as fast as I can." Once in the room, Naraku set me in the bed seeing to it that I was comfortable… and in more ways than one. His hand ran down my chest, over my stomach, and stopping on my crotch.

"Naraku quit it. You're making me hard."

"That's good…" His eyes flicked to the clock. "Because I'm off duty in… an hour or two."

"How convenient for me. You just want me to make you dinner."

"That and something more if you're willing." He winked at me and I managed a weak smile. "What's wrong?"

"I don't know. Maybe it's the thought of what you're suggesting or… it could be the blood loss of that wound." My brows furrowed as I saw him nibble at his lower lip slightly. "Naraku? Is there something you aren't telling me?" His scarlet eyes looked away from me and his hand stopped touching me. "Naraku… If we want this relationship to pull through, we have to be honest and trust the other."

"I know that, kid, but… You wouldn't trust me if I told you."

"Try me." Naraku opened his mouth to speak, but not words came out as the doctor came in. The doctor asked what was wrong with me. "I had a bullet go through my leg!" I said in a cheery voice, but it didn't cheer anyone up. It only made the mood in the room worse. I sighed as the doctor began to see what he could do about my leg. Once my leg was fixed as fast it could be, the doctor gave me crutches and ordered me to bed rest. As Naraku and I left the hospital, I asked him what he had been going to say.

"What's your address?"

"I'm not telling you until you tell me what you were going to say." I gasped in surprise when he pinned me to his car.

"Listen, kid."

"Inuyasha," I corrected.

"Listen carefully, Inuyasha. I'm sorry your leg was shot, but I'm not sorry for loving you. Tell me your address and we can talk at your home where you'll be more comfortable."

There! Done! Hope you liked it and received a few laughs from it. I know I did when I was writing it up. Don't forget to review! See you all in the next installment of COPS. Bye.