Part Two (and final part) of 'I lost a bet against Guren'! I edited this chapter over and over until I thought it was good enough for the new couple. So enjoy!
They moved to Guren's bedroom, and Misato used her butt to push him on his bed. Guren looked at her as she looked for something. "What are you doing. As much as I want to, I can't have-"
"Finding an alternative." He wanted to get up but Misato suddenly looked under his bed.
"Aha." She pulled out a black box and opened it so see it's contents. "I knew it."
"Knew what."
"I wondered what you meant with that comment about me liking to be cuffed at that table." Misato pulled a leather pair of cuffs from the box.
"No. Keep that where it belongs." Guren replied.
"You're a big pervert Guren." She grinned and crawled onto the bed. He tried to resist, but Misato cheated when she put weight with her knee on his stomach.
"Urgh! Stop that!" Guren yelped while Misato cuffed him to the bed. She slowly unbuttoned his shirt and stared at his chest.
"Woah I like the sight of this." Guren glared at her.
"I'm supposed to be the dominant one." He tugged at his restraints.
"Uhuh. I read her file as well Guren."
"It was the other way around in bed." He retorted.
"Oh really. Sure doesn't look like it." Misato slowly unbuckled his belt. Guren's eyes widened when she actually managed to reach his underpants. "Couldn't handle a fork huh. But you got into my pants pretty quickly." Misato silenced him as she pulled down his underwear with all her strength. "You'll hurt yourself." Guren tried. She didn't reply. "A-Ah." His eyes widened and Guren moaned as Misato used her tongue to please him.
He felt his cheeks flare up as he gasped for air. After she took his manhood in her mouth, Guren couldn't keep his eyes open as waves of pleasure surged through his body. Her hands rested on his waist as she did her best to make him feel good.
"Ah…" Misato's head moved up and down until Guren couldn't take it anymore. "I… Please don't stop…" He eventually pleaded as he felt his orgasm building up. He couldn't turn back now. "Hngh.. Ahhh." His body tensed up and he groaned loudly.
Misato expertly cleaned him with some paper towels from the black box and smiled triumphantly. "Those smoothies did you good." Guren couldn't help but blush.
"Remove the cuffs." He demanded.
"I don't want to."
"Tch."
"You're a little child right now."
"Please remove the cuffs brat." Guren immediately realized his mistake.
"No. You look cute like that."
"Do I need to beg?" Misato shook her head.
"It wouldn't be real."
"Please. This is evil." Then she suddenly fidgeted with her thumbs.
"I… uhm don't think I can get them off anymore."
"YOU WHAT?!"
"I could try, but you need a considerable amount of force to get them off."
"Misato I swear I'll kill you if you don't get me out of these things right now."
"Shouldn't I call Shinya or something?"
"Like hell you won't! I would be hearing this for the rest of my life! Just get them off me you idiot!"
"Alright, alright." She climbed on top of him and started fidgeting with the cuffs. "Stay still."
"Can't breathe…" She was almost sitting on his face and Guren had trouble breathing.
"Hang on."
"M- Misato!" She managed to get one loose with her teeth and Guren threw her off immediately.
He then winced as his stomach resisted. "Ah?!" Misato let out a little scream when he sent her flying. She landed next to the bed. "Ugh.." She groaned in pain as she had fallen on her pink cast. "H-Hey!" She protested when Guren had grabbed her ankle and pulled her towards him.
"I'm going to punish you now, you terrible brat." Misato screamed in protest.
"This is embarrassing." Misato pouted. Guren had tied her to a chair.
"Do I look like I care." The chair was standing in Guren's room and he was reading a book.
"My wrists hurt." Guren only snorted. "I'm hungry." The black haired man took out his cellphone and dialed a number.
"Yeah, can I order two large pizza's? One with pepperoni and one with extra cheese. Fifteen minutes? Gotcha." Misato's eyes widened. "Oh did you want something too?"
"As if you could eat them both." Guren just turned the page of his book and ignored her completely.
About fifteen minutes later, Guren paid the delivery guy and walked back into his room with Misato's favorite food. Guren proceeded with opening the boxes and casually started eating. "This is torture." Guren grinned at Misato's whining.
"No this is delicious. It would be torture if I did this." He pulled out a remote and pushed the button.
"Ah?!" Something between her legs started vibrating and Misato shivered. "T-Turn it off."
"But you're making such a lewd face." He continued eating as if nothing had happened. She gritted her teeth.
"C'mon Guren.." Guren pushed another button. "A-h! Stop it!"
"What part of punishment don't you understand."
"What do I have to do to make it stop.."
"Alright, alright. I'll stop." Guren stood up and freed her from the chair and turned the vibrating egg off. Misato quickly tried to grab a pizza slice, but Guren stepped between her and her favorite form of food.
"Next time I won't be so friendly."
"Just admit you liked it."
"You on the chair? Yes."
"Ugh just give me my precious." Guren sighed.
"Unbelievable." He sat down again and the both of them started eating.
"Yummy! Thanks handsome." She said and kissed him on the cheek.
"Hmmph." Guren hid his smile. He then noticed her eating. "How come you don't have problems when eating pizza."
"Cheese eases the pain." Misato replied with her mouth full.
"You're an idiot."
"I'm not." She laid her head on his shoulder and together they peacefully ate their lunch.
"I should take you home." Guren started.
"Hmmm." Misato was lost in her thoughts as she laid in Guren's bed. He still sat on his chair and looked at her. "Can you teach me how to fight?" She suddenly asked.
"Fight? Why the sudden question?"
"Because I'm useless without a gun."
"I wouldn't say that. You managed to tie me to a bed." Misato chuckled.
"Yeah but that's not what I meant. Playing mean is something everyone can do."
"I'm not a teacher." Guren replied. "I'm not kind when I tell people what to do. I'm not suited to be teaching anyone anything."
"But you're the best."
"...I'll teach you on one condition."
"Sure."
"Don't agree when I haven't told you my condition yet. I don't want to hear you whine about anything. I don't care if you have a little bruise or wound. Enemies don't stop. They'll hunt you down and hit you until you're dead." Misato sat up and looked up at him. She was sure he was referring to a past encounter with someone. "Promise me Misato. Promise you won't whine and do as I say. This won't be fun, but if you're still up for it, I will teach you everything I know."
"I promise."
"Alright guys. I gathered you all here today because I have good news." Akito looked around the room. Everyone was present and currently looking at him. "Miso is coming back."
"Hmmph. Took her long enough." A man said with his arms crossed. He had long spiky red hair and narrow yellow eyes. A silver piercing shone brightly in his left ear.
"Couldn't agree more Daisuke." Another man said. The short black haired man named Hisomaru looked pleased with the decision.
"I suppose she wants her rifle back?" An orange haired asked Akito.
"Yep. She asked me to let you know Kazuya." The man nodded.
"I'll make sure it's cleaned and fire-ready."
"What about Kise?" Daisuke asked. "How far is he with the serum?"
"Steady." Akito replied and looked pleased with the progress. "We're on schedule." The room was dark and the four men sat around a round table. Two seats were empty, and one of them belonged to Misato. "The Syndicate has recruited her as we expected. She will spy for us."
"How do we know she's not spying for them." Daisuke said with a frown.
"We won't give her any important information and she has agreed to that."
"Then what's the point of coming back?" Kazuya interrupted.
"She said she missed you guys." Akito laughed after he said that.
"How womanly." Daisuke said annoyed. Hisomaru had been quiet and held up his hand.
"Shouldn't we do something about the fact that she is forced to work for those vampires? Plus, she's dating a cop." The group turned quiet and Akito took the lead.
"Kise will fix the vampire part. As for the cop, the vampires will fix that for us. If she proves that we can trust her she can reclaim her chair." The men nodded in agreement. "Then it's settled."
After Guren dropped her off at her home, Misato settled herself on her couch. She took her agenda in her hand and looked at her schedule. In her mind, she planned out her next move. Never would she write that down. First, she would visit Kise. He could help her out with the fact that she was Crowley's pet. It was the first and biggest problem.
Band practice the day after. "If problem one will be fixed, then I'll have to act like I'm still under his control if something happens." Misato told herself. That same evening, she would have her first training under Guren. "Permanent problem number three: Hiding everything from him, except the band practice. He knows I'm in a band."
Misato shook her head. This wasn't going to be easy, but she could do it. "They all take me for granted anyway." "Don't be like that." A memory came up and she saw a familiar person in front of her. Misato remembered saying that sentence a long time ago. It had been another member of the Brotherhood who had stood in front of her and reaching out his hand to her.
"Toshi…" She wondered where he was now. Probably working in a hospital somewhere. He was the Brotherhood's medic until Akito had killed her father. Misato remembered several fights between Akito and Toshihiro afterwards and the latter had quit the organisation. He actually managed to.
Although Misato suspected he kept in touch with some of the members. Having a medic on your side always comes in handy. Maybe she should start looking for him. "Anyway…" She grabbed her phone and looked at her texts. Crowley had sent Kise's address so she would take a cab later today. Akito had sent her a text as well. It just said 'Welcome back, you can pick up your rifle whenever you feel like it.' and it was a secret number. "As if I need a sniper rifle right now." Misato laughed and called a cab.
The black haired detective sat on his couch again and stared at the ceiling. The fact that he had a girlfriend now was still sinking in. "Teaching her how to fight will be such a drag." Guren knew himself all too well. Just like that interrogation, he was going to hurt her. Holding back would be difficult since she wanted him to teach her. Guren sighed. He caught himself focussing on the teaching part instead of the double agenda she had.