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Be warned, there is some "lemon" in this chapter. It's not too explicit though. I will not tell you where it begins or ends as to not ruin the story . . . Read at your own leisure . . . ;D
Drive Me Crazy
Chapter 8: Job Hunting
By: LadyYuina
Soujirou playfully bounced onto his soft, fluffy futon when Okita beckoned him inside. He wasn't quite sure what his lover was up to but he could definitely guess. Okita sat down on the bed beside him.
"Was there something you wanted to talk to me about?" Soujirou asked. A huge grin was plastered on his face - he now knew what was coming by looking at Okita's expression.
"Was is there to talk about? I simply wanted to see you!" He tackled Soujirou, forcing the other man to lean his back against it. He laid half on top of Soujirou. He gave him a light peck on the cheek. "But I do want to ask you this. Where were you today?"
Soujirou laughed. "I went job hunting with Kaoru."
"Oh? Any luck?"
"Nope - apparently . . . Kaoru was really picky about where to work. She-"
Okita cut him off by kissing him swiftly on the lips. When he broke the contact of their mouths Soujirou let out a soft giggle. But before he could say anything Okita had went back for seconds. Soujirou blushed when he felt his lover's groin pressed up against his side. He was hard and ready to go.
Okita was glad that Soujirou was garbed only in a yukata - it made it a lot easier to access what lied beneath. He started to untie the sash keeping the cloth together covering the man. Soujirou reached up and started to untie the sash that bounded Okita's hakama together.
As soon as Soujirou's sash was untied, he teasingly rolled away from Okita's hungry hands. Okita made a whimpering sound as he looked at the brunette haired man with puppy dog eyes. Okita was even more excite when Soujirou seductively slid his yukata off his shoulders - it was hard for him not to jump on his beautiful partner and ravish him!
As Okita grabbed Soujirou he squealed and tried to get away but Okita was way too fast for him. "Don't play hard to get - you're driving my hormones insane!" Soujirou laughed at his lover's arousal.
He allowed the bigger man to lie him on his back in a straight manner. Okita leaned over him, engaging him with more kissing. Soujirou moved his hand down over their bodies and purposely squeezed the other man's cock. He received a gasp that broke their kissing.
"Shall I enter now?" Okita asked, breathlessly.
"Have you knocked on the door first?" Soujirou was implying that he needed consent from him.
"There's no need to, the door shall definitely allow me entry." Okita slid his hakama off completely and prepared himself before Soujirou. Lube was rubbed on - he positioned himself over the smaller man. Okita eased his way in. The contact made Soujirou moan in pleasure.
Small grunts were breathed out as Okita thrust in and out. His movements made Soujirou slide slightly forward and back on the futon. As Soujirou came to he let out a soft sigh - Okita came soon after. He disconnected himself from Soujirou and laid beside him in a sweaty heap underneath the cool night air that seeped through the open window.
"That felt good," Okita happily said. "When was the last time we even did this?"
Blushing furiously, Soujirou huffed, "don't even ask!"
Laughing, Okita replied, "maybe we should do it again - I know it's been ages since we've made love to each other!" Soujirou shook his head which made Okita look crestfallen. "You tired, Sou-chan?"
"Yes, Ooki-chan. Let's get some sleep."
Soujirou and Okita were lulled to sleep as the soft chirping of crickets filled the night sky. All was calm and a sense of security blanketed the two.
Kaoru sat on her own futon fuming about the fact that she wasn't able to find a job. She was also worried about what Saitou had called her . . . He said she was stupid. Stupid as a moron, block-head, dufus, dunce!
"This stinks! How can I get Saitou to change his mind about me?" Kaoru asked herself. "He's a police officer so wouldn't bringing criminals to justice satisfy him? Hmmm . . . I can't deal with something like that Whatever - I'll just try by my own means! Maybe he wants me to get a job?"
"Kaoru? Have you seen Mango?" Suzume asked. "He is always running away and hiding somewhere in the house."
Kaoru turned in the child's direction. When did she get here? Did she hear me talking to myself! "Mango? I haven't seen him."
Suzume nodded in understanding. She looked at Kaoru curiously before asking, "who were you talking to?"
I guess she heard me . . . "I was talking on the phone." Good excuse! Heh . . .
"Oh - I didn't see you holding a phone."
Gah! Busted! "Suzume, I was talking on a cell phone. Some are very small - maybe you didn't see me holding it."
"You weren't holding anything. I saw you talking. Were you talking to an invisible friend? My daddy says that there are no such things a invisible friends."
"I wasn't talking to an invisible person." She's quite perceptive . . . why must most children be like this! Suzume gave her a confused look. If I tell her that I was talking to myself she'd think I'm a psycho wouldn't she? "Err . . . I was talking to myself."
"My daddy told me that crazy people do that."
Does her father tell her everything! Sheesh! "Haha, yeah, crazy people do that . . . but sane people do it too."
"Sane? What does that mean?"
"Someone that is normal and not crazy. You see, sane people talk to themselves too but not as much as crazy people. I think . . ."
"I'll go tell my daddy what he thinks."
"No!" Suzume gave Kaoru a funny look. "No . . . uh, that's not necessary. I already told you that sane people can do it too." Trying to distract the child, Kaoru added, "and you are looking for Mango, aren't you? How about I come help?"
"Okay."
Getting up and straightening her yukata, Kaoru followed Suzume out into the living room. "Where did you last see him?" Dear lord, I swear this dog loves to hide! Something rubbed up against Kaoru's left leg. She froze up immediately.
"Eeeeeeeeiiiiiiuuuuuuhhhh!"
Suzume threw her hands up over her ears and winced. "Owww - that hurt, Kaoru. You scream really loud! It's only Mango so you don't have to be scared. I think he likes you."
"Suzume, what's the matter!" Saitou and Tokio burst onto the scene. Tokio held a rolling pin as a weapon while Saitou had a gun. "Did someone break in? Are you two hurt?"
"We heard screaming," Tokio exclaimed. "If there is a bad man here, tell us where he went, honey."
"What's all the fuss about?" Megumi asked groggily as she walked up beside Saitou and Tokio. "I heard an awfully loud scream."
"Bad man?" Kaoru looked down at Suzume and she in turn looked up at her. "There was no bad man. Kaoru screamed because Mango scared her but I don't think Mango is scary at all. See?" She held up the black dog to show everyone that he was harmless.
"You are scared of Mango, Kaoru?" Tokio asked. She lowered the rolling pin she was holding in her left hand as she let it hang limply by her side. "He's such a sweet dog but I guess looks can be deceiving? He doesn't cause the rest of us trouble. Did he bite you?"
"Want me to examine you?" Megumi asked, rather annoyed to be woken up from her early retirement to bed.
Kaoru shook her head. She was causing trouble for this family again! It looked like her crazy outbursts were never going to end . . . "He didn't bite me. Um . . . I'll call it a night - good night guys." I'm always dashing away . . . shouldn't I say something?
I wonder if Saitou thinks more lowly of me since I get so frightened easily. I wonder if Tokio thinks I'm a weirdo? I even wonder what Megumi and Suzume think. How do they really see me as?
One day - maybe I'll get the courage to ask.
The next day Kaoru decided to go job hunting again. Instead of going with just Soujirou, Misao came along too. Kaoru's friend had insisted on not going but Kaoru wouldn't let her even consider doing that. She needed her help and she was going to get it.
"Really, Kaoru . . . I'm sure Soujirou would be enough of an assistance," Misao argued.
"He went with me yesterday and he's coming again." Kaoru looked over at Soujirou - he happily smiled at her. "If he's willing to help me again you can at least help me this once. I'll go by myself next time if the need arises."
"Fine, fine, let's go then."
Their first stop was a store by the name of 'Dennis's Products.' The sign outside said that they were hiring so Kaoru decided to pick up an application . . . thanks to the persistence of Misao's mouth. This was why she needed her friend - she made her do things for her own good. Soujirou merely made suggestions but he was still helpful.
"If you get hired as a store clerk it won't be too bad, Kaoru. I've worked as one before," Soujirou told her.
"But it really looks boring . . . all you do is slide things over the scanner. Collect money and say, 'Thank you for shopping at Dennis's Products! Have a nice day!'"
"You sound like a natural-born store's clerk!" Misao teased. "This job would be perfect for you!"
"I can't keep up that kind of attitude. If someone makes me mad I'm not sure if I can hold back my anger for long," Kaoru explained.
"Good point. How about that coffee shop over there? They're hiring." Misao pointed a finger to a coffee place that was across the street from them.
When they entered their nostrils were instantly hit with the aroma of cocoa beans. The smell was intoxicating. Kaoru breathed in deeply and scanned around the place. Her eyes fell upon two certain individuals that sat in a corner of the shop. When one of the individuals looked up he spotted Kaoru and grinned, waving her over.
"Misao, Soujirou, Yumi and Shishio are here," Kaoru announced, as she walked towards them. Her two companions followed behind her.
"Hey there, Kaoru," Shishio greeted.
"Hi," Yumi said.
Kaoru looked at the both of them - they looked so sophisticated. Both Yumi and Shishio wore small compact glasses and had their hair nicely groomed. Yumi's was tied up in a bun behind her head while Shishio's was a short ponytail at the nape of his neck. There were no bandages present on his face since he went through plastic surgery.
"Wow . . . you two really look different!" Misao remarked. The black haired youth looked at their business-like clothing in admiration. "My, my, Shishio . . . So that's how you look like underneath all those bandages." His face was lightly toned from the lack of sunlight upon his flesh but his face structure was nicely chiseled. He had a high bridged nose with medium sized thin lips that displayed a handsome grin. He could have been a super model if he wanted to be!
"Thank you for the compliments but I have gone through plastic surgery. That was the only way to remove my horribly burned skin." Misao wrinkled up her face and Shishio smirked.
"What do you two do for a living now?" Soujirou asked. Contradicting himself, he answered, "By the looks of it, I'd say you're both journalist of some sort."
"You're correct. I'm a beginner novelist while Shishio is a publisher. I'm sure you have all heard of the company called, Soumo?"
"I've heard of that," Soujirou replied. "Books like 'Hearts' Desires' and 'Down Under' were published by Soumo."
"I own that company," Shishio declared triumphantly.
"Yumi," Kaoru started. There's a chance that she's the same girl . . . "Do you know someone by the name of Magdaria?"
"Nope. I've never heard of that person before. Who is she?" Yumi asked, perplexed.
"Just a friend."
"She had quite a unique name but it's very pretty." Yumi smiled at Kaoru warmly. "I'd like to meet Magdaria sometime."
"That can be arranged!" Misao butted in. "I'm sure she'd be happy to meet you! It's always nice to meet new people and have more friends!"
Shishio looked at his watch - frowning, he stood up and placed a ten dollar bill on the table. "I need to go, everyone. It was nice seeing the three of you again." Handing them each a business card, he added, "let's keep in touch."
"Take care, Shishio!" Soujirou called after the man's retreating form. His short ponytail bobbed about as he walked.
"What are the three of you doing here?" Yumi asked, now that her boyfriend was gone. "At first, I thought you all wanted espresso but you haven't ordered anything."
"We're not here for that. Kaoru came here to apply to work here," Misao explained, much to Kaoru's dismay.
"I see." Yumi trained her eyes on the blue-eyed raven haired girl who stood directly in front of her. "If you do get hired I'd like to get service from you. Also, I'll make sure to leave a huge tip."
Soujirou and Misao laughed while Kaoru blushed. Things seemed to be turning out for the better. As Kaoru turned in her application she was sure that she was going to get hired. This was the hope that she clung to.
Chapter 8: END
