SUKAI TODD BEGINS: Bookisode #02 – Addiction!
Fanfiction By: Sukai Todd/Sailor Cosmic Moon/Skye Tsukino…
FOR: NON-PROFIT, EDUCATIONAL PURPOSES!
Don't You Know That You're Toxic!
#04:
I'm NOT Cool… : Beautiful Sinner!
Previously on SUKAI TODD BEGINS: inside the laboratory in Arkham Asylum's lowest level where Dr. Crane made his hallucinatory drugs and plans to take over Gotham, in his own way… "Mr. Crane, the new shipment is coming soon…" His assistant, the news reporter from the earlier report told him. "Have you prevented the rest of Gotham's media from seeing that Sailor Moon-girl, Sukai Todd on the television news channels?" Crane asked her, a bit tensely. "Yes, I have, Sir." Mrs. Martin replied clearly afraid of him… "What about blocking publicity about her in Metropolis?" Dr. Crane was paranoid of the legendary, iconic and rather boring Superman (Caville) finding out about the newest vigilante in Gotham aka Sailor Moon aka Sukai Todd, also known as ME! "Yes, Sir… We're working on it, right now." Mrs. Martin explained, "What do you mean, you're working on it?!" Crane demanded suddenly infuriated. "I told you, if you don't cover up all her stunts from ALL media outlets, you'd pay…" He grinned psychotically at her… "That's – that's what we're doing, right now, Sir! Mr. Crane, Mr. Crane, I – I – I promise…" She was afraid feeling him choking her as he pulled on his newly designed Scarecrow mask one that more thoroughly covered his dangerously gorgeous blue eyes… "You promise? You promise? The only promise I wanna hear is that little Sailor Moon's promise to be mine! That girl Skye…" Crane tossed her to the floor. "Mr. Crane, Mr. Crane…" Mrs. Martin sobbed as her husband walked in on the scene with the delivery of the new drugs… "We all have the necessary drugs and drug information for you to make Sailor Moon yours, Sir." Her husband calmly addressed him, handing him the drugs and the drug fact cards as well to help him create his masterpiece poison just for that Sukai Todd… 😉 😉 "Come on, up… Martini." Her husband grudgingly helped her up, as she forced herself to stop coughing and suck up her sobbing. "Alright, you two go home." Dr. Crane released them, "Why'd you let that asshole abuse you, Martini? That's my fucking job!" Her husband, Jake began berating her angrily trying to do it softly. And failing miserably… "Yeaa… I heard that." Crane growled angrily, finally tossing a test smoke-bomb that was capable of killing anyone with fear of the specific smell of the smoke, itself which was ironically the smell of fresh cherries… It was an allergy-based killing weapon! Crane tossed the drug to the arguing couple and watched how magnificently and maleficently it worked for him! "Well, it's time to say goodbye, Batman…" He began gloating overconfidently... "Huhh, huhh, HUAAAAHUAAHHUHH, huhh, huhh… Ahh…" Crane pulled off his mask, and glanced in the small mirror he had for keeping the drug facts in order. "She did say, she likes men with glasses…" He smirked, grabbing his glasses, breathing on them and using his tie to clean them… Professional villainism, right there! That girl, Skye… There's no way in hell, she's NOT Sailor Moon… I mean, she's obviously Sailor Moon. From that situation with the Bat last Tuesday… There's no way. She IS the one Sailor Moon! And, she IS MINE… That's for sure… It's funny, her fears are so innocent and pure. She doesn't wanna get cocky or fall in love with the wrong badass. Poor little angel… I'm afraid, she's too late on that one. I'm gonna have her in my lap, on that couch, in no time! I hope, you're prepared, Skye-Chan… The Scarecrow is out and he's ready to haunt you! Quite a perverse Scarecrow, we have, ehh folks? Well, keep reading in the next bookisode and see if Bruce enjoys his trip in Japan – And furthermore, if anyone will get lucky with Sukai Todd… 😉 😉 I doubt it, but we'll see… It's still too early, to tell. Are you prepared to be haunted? Not just by me… How does the saying go? Be careful what you wish for…
Finally the next day, a Wednesday, I found myself finishing up my homework and heading to find the limo and Alfred… "Hey, Sukai!" A friend of mine called to me, Andre. "Huh? What is it?" I asked him, as I adjusted my face-mask, though I was fully-vaccinated… "We're going to the Gotham City Dodgers Game, later this afternoon! It'd be great if you'd come… Especially seeing how well you beat me in the debate practice rounds." Andre explained to me, flirting slightly. "Well, I appreciate the offer… But I have an appointment, I'll text you later." I blushed lightly and placed my hand out for him to shake. "If you insist, I'll miss seeing you…" Andre shook my hand firmly… "Thanks." I replied and headed to see Alfred waiting outside the limo; where I quickly dashed to get in. "You're early, Miss Tsukino…" Alfred respectfully told me as I got in the limo and replied, "Thanks!" I grinned as I took off my mask only to see a frustrated Bruce Wayne waiting for me… "What? What cat's got your tongue, now?" I asked sensing his frustration. "It's nothing…" He retorted his hand firmly holding chin… "Alfred?" I went on to ask Alfred, as I buckled my seatbelt. "If you say so…" I shrugged happy with my productivity and being rather ignorant to the Bat's issues, whatever they were. "How did school go, Miss Tsukino?" Alfred asked me in a friendly tone… "Oh! It's been going really well, I've been acing all my courses and I made another new friend on the debate team. Granted, he's on the opposite side… But still it's always nice to make new friends." I grinned cheerfully. "Indeed, it is." Alfred was being awfully friendly with me, it made me suspicious… "So, you're seeing your psychologist today?" He went onto asked me. "You mean, her not-so-secret crush?" Bruce went on to insult me, in a traditionally Batman-style… "Excuse you! I AM NOT crushing on Dr. Crane…" I lied through my teeth, as my cheeks reddened automatically. "Crushes are normal… I'm honestly surprised, you'd be crushing on such a nerd." Bruce thought aloud, seemingly not thinking his statement through. "Crushes are normal! And maybe if I was crushing on him, that nerd has something about him, YOU wish you had…" I argued frustrated in my own way… "What? The ability to wear glasses or throw rose darts?" Bruce teased me cockily, as we arrived outside Dr. Crane's establishment, and I grabbed my notebooks; ready to leave his rude ass alone. "Whatever… You jerk." I griped feeling angry, after how he rude he was… "Hey, Moon-Chan…" Bruce stopped me long enough to hand me a pen, "Don't call me that!" I griped snatching the pen from his hand and glancing at it, it was a bloodred, ballpoint pen… Quite a nice brand, too! Not to mention, all the few story drafts I had hidden within my notebooks… One's that I may have used Alfred's printer in the Bat Cave to print off, one late night while Bruce was gone. Anyway, I'm getting off-topic…
#05:
Break The Ice…
"Huhh… What a jerk!" I griped to myself, as I signed into Dr. Crane's office, noticing the receptionist was gone. Mrs. Copperfield, she was nowhere to be found… She was a friendly receptionist, so, I was a bit concerned. "Guess he really isn't for me." I placed my hand on my cheek, and sighed soberly… "Miss Tsukino?" Dr. Crane suddenly appeared in front of me, looking fiiiine in his suit and tie, and glasses… "Is everything alright?" He asked me, his eyes making me blush and my body start tingling with immense confusion… No, no, it's NOT alright! Dude, how can you be so fucking hot?! It's NOT alright… Your sexiness should be illegal! If being hot was a crime, you'd be trapped in Gotham's Asylum… Then we wouldn't have these sessions. I was too far in my own brain, when he asked me that. "Huhh?" I blushed a bit. "What's with all the notebooks, you have something you want to show me?" He smirked flirtatiously, as I nodded, and he helped me up… "Yea – yea – yes… I do." I blushed feeling his hand touching mine, as we headed into his back office and he closed the door to the waiting room. "Please, go on in, I'll be right there." He politely told me, and I agreed, opening the door to his office. "I've really gotta do this soon…" Dr. Crane did a have a fear of his own, a paranoia in fact… That someone else would get my body before him. And he was somehow, conveniently well aware that the Bat was being my accommodations while I was in Gotham City… But it wasn't just my body. It was my smile… Her innocence, her warm smile, her purity… She's too perfect! I can't let her go… But, I need to be patient. That's it, I'll be patient… If I move too fast, she'll catch on. And, I don't want her to figure it out too soon. She may be innocent, but she's certainly NOT dumb. She's extremely perceptive… He thought as he glanced at the glass package which held a special syringe full of a ruby red drug, he had perfected for me. Well, Sailor Moon, so, yeaa, me… Then he slid the package back into his pants-pocket. "Miss Tsukino…" He opened to the door to see me, adjusting my body on the couch making his body temperatures rise increasingly quickly… "Sorry, Dr. Crane… It's hard to fit all my books and lie on the couch, at the same time." I blushed sweetly. "Why don't you just sit on the couch, in whatever way that's most comfortable for you that keeps your notebooks safe." He explained keeping his composure and folding his arms, as I nodded and sat up with two notebooks in my lap; and two other notebooks on the side of me. "Is that blood?" Crane asked me, rushing to check out my index finger. "Huhh? I thought it was…" I trailed off, feeling him holding my wrist in his hand… "An ink stain." I blushed, showing him my ballpoint pen with bloodred ink. "Oh! Thank goodness… I was just worried that you were bleeding and unaware of it, and in that case, I'd have to cancel our session today." Crane was cruel in his cleverness… "I understand." I replied slightly sadly. If you fucking canceled it, I'd take it quite personally… Dr. Four-Eyes! Damn it, you're so hot… Maybe Mr. Wayne was right… And the Scarecrow seems so cruel. No, it couldn't be! I won't believe it, not yet, at least… I thought adjusting my skirt and pulling my thigh-highs up respectfully. "No, no, I'm not bleeding… Luckily." I thought aloud, in a slightly different, somewhat cold tone. "Oh?" He smirked at me, as he got comfortable in his swivel chair and sat in front of me. "It's a song by Daft Punk, Get Lucky… I really like that song." I smoothly changed the subject… "Ah, I see you were making a song reference… Daft Punk is great." Dr. Crane agreed. "Yes, it's a shame they're in retirement…" I shrugged in frustration… "Well, continuing from our last session?" He began, "The thing is, I thought about what you said… And there is someone I'm in love with, but the thing is he's fictional… Just read this page." I handed him the first page to an extremely explicit, Marvel-themed story about a character named Spider-Man, Peter B. Parker (McGuire, 2021, No Way Home…). "Huhh, I see…" Crane nodded as he took the paper from my hand seductively touching my fingers; and reading it. "This is quite well-written and brilliant, for a fanfiction. Although, there are a lot of Oxford commas." He wasn't wrong, lolz… "That's my grammatical issue, along with the exclamation points." I nodded blushing lightly. "Well, the exclamations help emphasize the characters' emotions. Don't be too hard on yourself… Everyone has a crush on someone. It's completely natural and normal. There's nothing to fear." He explained easing my nerves in his tones… "Have you ever crushed on anyone?" I wondered aloud. "Huhh, yes, of course I have, Miss Skye… It's a natural experience to go through." He teased me cockily. "But this isn't about me." Crane leaned in, as he handed me the page back and I tried taking it back only to feel his knee brushing up against my upper-calf as my notebooks fell to the ground… "Huh? Oh, crap… I'm sorry!" I blushed sheepishly, rushing to get my books off the ground, slightly unaware that he was eyeing me and my mini-skirt and bike-shorts as I rushed to clean up the mess. "No, no, it was my bad… Let me help you." He seductively helped me by gathering up the pages, and handing them to me. Except before he did, he read a word in bold, italic, underline in dark red colors that said: French-kiss… And his plan was further developing!
"Sorry, Dr. Crane…" I apologized feeling him handing me the papers back; and blushing harder. "No need to apologize! It was my bad… Have you ever been kissed, before?" He asked me, seemingly out of the blue… "Once or twice, in my life as a teenager… But those guys were both assholes. Pardon my French." I explained sheepishly. "I see, so you don't have much experience in kissing, do you?" Crane smirked at me flirtatiously… "Well, not current experience." I blushed shaking my head and averting my eye contact from him. "That's a shame…" He thought aloud causing me to glance up in him in curiosity. "I mean, you're so beautiful… I would've thought a lovely young woman such as yourself, would have a boyfriend or something." Crane flirted shamelessly… "No, no, I'm single… I think I remember telling you that, in our first session?" I asked him cutely. "Yes, you're self-partnered, as you put it." He nodded gazing at me, with those gorgeously dangerous blue eyes of his… "How would you feel if someone you knew wanted to kiss you?" Crane slid his hand down my cheek, and touched my platinum blonde hair, tucking a strand of it behind my ear… "It depends on the person." I replied thoughtfully, blushing. "So, if you found this person to be attractive, maybe with glasses or something…" Crane leaned in further, I could almost feel his lips against mine… "Would you be opposed to it?" He suddenly hugged me firmly. "Nuh – no – no, I wouldn't…" I blushed hugging him back, realizing he was single… "Dr. Crane, are you single?" I asked him, thinking aloud. "My heart belongs to Sailor Moon…" He confessed groaning in my ears. "The one and only Sukai Todd…" I blushed deeply, sliding my fingers through the back of his luscious, slightly sweaty, curly black hair; and holding the top of his back firmly. "My stage name is Sukai Todd…" I replied blushing deeply, "I know that…" He smirked, grunting as he hugged me tighter. "Are you truly afraid of the Scarecrow?" Crane asked me, in a genuinely curious tone… "The guy or the archetype?" I replied feeling our chests pumping against each-other. "Both." He confidently nodded. "Honestly, I feel like they're both extremely underrated geniuses…" I sighed thinking aloud, making him blush hard. Underrated genius? Wow… That's a first! I don't – I don't anyone ever told me that or something like that, so sincerely… I'm kind of amazed. And impressed… Crane couldn't deny it, I'm the bestest… He gazed at me, our chests touching as I blushed intensely from the hug and our bodies being so ULTRA close… "Well, in a way, I do…" I sheepishly explained, as he touched my one of my odango (hair-buns) attached to my pigtails and gently rubbed it seductively. "Your hair reminds me of hers…" He flirted even harder… "It must be the style." I replied with a soft smile and gentle giggle. "Tell me, if you knew who she was… Would you tell me?" He asked me, in a forward and flirty tone… "I…" I began, "Skye Tsukino…" He added, leaning forward to try and French-kiss me, "Yes, Dr. Jonathan Crane?" I wasn't resisting it… "Please, call me, Johnny…" He smirked as we both leaned in only for the door to loudly slam open. [Sukai Todd: Batman said – Here I come, kick in the door! Batman: No, I didn't say that, that was BLACKPINK! Sukai Todd: Lol…] "Johnny, I – Huhh? Oh, great, it's my surrogate-dad…" I griped seeing Bruce angrily walking in on us… "Excuse me, Mr. Wayne… This is a private session." Crane gently patted me on my shoulder, as he faced Bruce and stood in front of him. "A little too private…" Bruce griped in frustration… "Forgive me, Mr. Wayne but is Miss Tsukino actually your daughter?" Crane's next question made Bruce's face fuel with anger and me giggle with a vengeance. "No! Thank God… But she is my responsibility…" Bruce said trying to remain calm… "Since when?" I demanded in annoyance. "Skye, we're leaving…" Bruce snapped to me, "I still have another thirty minutes with her…" Crane retorted confidently. "And, I'm sure you wouldn't want Gotham's favorite playboy to be accused of harassing a humble psychologist?" He smirked coldly… "Humble, eh?" Bruce knew he was painted into a corner, so, he reluctantly agreed. "Very well, but Skye… We're discussing this when we get home. And don't tell em' too much." He warned me in an intensely frustrated tone… "Ughh, fucking young adults…" Bruce grunted under his breath, as he tried to close the door and marched out. After having found Mrs. Copperfield dead from a cherry-scented, drug-induced, coffee-poison inside the receptionist office… "So, that's why he was so frustrated in the car…" I thought aloud, as Crane shut and locked the door for us. "You didn't tell me, Mr. Wayne is helping you with your living expenses in Gotham? Is everything alright?" He went to ask me, in a rather smooth, cool mannerism… "There's something I haven't told you yet, Dr. Crane…" I explained blushing, as I lifted up my wrist-cuff part of my uniform on my left wrist. "When The Bat was battling with Sailor Moon, last week, I was taking photos of it… And somehow, in the mix he branded me as well." I showed him my branded symbol. "You take photos of the Bat?" Crane was a little more concerned now. "Not professionally… I just do it, out of curiosity, really." I explained, "And unfortunately, Mr. Wayne would never let me post them…" I rolled my eyes in explaining my "surrogate-father-figure"'s role in my life, up until this point. "Why not? Does Mr. Wayne know the Bat?" Crane asked me, showing concern for my wellbeing or so it seemed, while he sat back down face-to-face with me… "Uhh… He's gonna kill me, for telling you this… But, I feel safe with you, Dr. Crane." I confessed blushing innocently. "I'm glad, Skye… There's nothing to fear. And call me, Johnny…" Crane was being more persistent than usual, now. "Well, Johnny… Brace Wayne, owner of Wayne Corporation, is the Batman… And he's off to Japan, next Wednesday for whatever reason… The asshole hasn't told me yet." I confessed, rather nonchalantly hoping to get back at Bruce, for all the crap he put me through… Oh, boy, did I! "Oh, so you're telling me that not only is Mr. Wayne the Batman but he's also leaving Gotham City, next week?" Crane was intrigued and quite excited, though he kept his cool for the most part… "Yup, pretty much… I guess, we'll have to hope that Sailor Moon protects the city, ehh?" I thought aloud, half-jokingly. "I guess so, I mean with that awful Scarecrow around… Who knows what could happen?" Crane smirked, teasing me a little. "Yeaa… But I'm sure the Scarecrow has his reasons, too." I thought aloud, giggling a little bit… "You sympathize with the Scarecrow?" Johnny/Crane was intrigued, as he leaned in closer to me. "Well, I've never met the guy… But I'm sure he has some humanity to him. I mean, he wouldn't blow up Ace Chemicals for no reason… Especially, considering the Joker is dead. As far as everyone knows." I explained shyly, feeling our equal and reciprocal yearnings growing. "You, Skye… You have a pure heart, one fearless and brave. Just be careful, don't take pictures of Sailor Moon while Mr. Wayne is away." Crane warned me, lovingly… "I won't. I couldn't post them, anyway…" I shrugged in agreement, feeling his hand firmly placed on my shoulder. "Do you enjoy posting these photos of the battles you capture on your phone?" He asked me, patting me warmly on the back. "Not really, I just find it to be a fun way to kill time, when I'm bored after homework in school…" I replied in a kind of a vague response. "I see, it's your weapon to kill time." He smirked at me, "Well, it's been thirty minutes… And I'm sure Mr. Wayne will be waiting for you." Crane sighed, as we both heard my phone alarm going off. "Yeaa…" I nodded in disappointment. "But Dr. Crane…" I began, "Just call me, Johnny… Skye." He flirted harder. "I really enjoyed our session today…" I confessed sheepishly… "I did too. We'll have another one, next Tuesday… So, don't even worry about it." He helped me up and I gathered my notebooks, somehow forgetting my bloodred pen and he guided me out. "Be safe out there, Skye…" He gave me a firm, warm backhug and kissed my ear gently… "I will be…" I nodded feeling my body almost melting into his, but I stopped myself hearing the horn honking outside. "I – I have to go, I'm sorry…" I pleaded sad that we only got as far as a full-frontal hug and a backhug. But at least, we got somewhere! At least, I got somewhere with her… She's so beautiful and pure. Why am I feeling this way? What is this feeling? I'm – I'm afraid I'm falling for her… Not just sexually. But, she's sympathizes with me… She said "He must have some humanity"… Must I have some humanity? Must I be human? Does she feel what I think she does… Sailor Moon, not the violent vigilante who saved the bank last week only to get the branded by the Batman… The Bat! Bruce Wayne… Well, he won't be in my way for long. I'm looking forward to next Tuesday night. He thought, watching me leave and seeing me get in the limo with Alfred's help.
#06:
Break The Ice… : Elastic Love…
Anyhow, back in the Wayne Manor, as I was quietly eating my cereal and milk, for the 2nd night in a row… "Tell me, honestly, Skye… If I hadn't walked in on you and Dr. Crane, would've you have let him kiss you?" Bruce asked me in a concerned tone. "Why does it matter to you?" I asked in response to his questions and concerns… "I mean, it's not like you're in love with me or anything crazy like that…" I teased him rudely, eyeing him in all his shirtless, leather panted glory… "Be quiet! Can you just answer my fucking question?" He demanded, suddenly gripping my waist and pulling my body against his; causing me to drop my bowl of cereal onto the marble floor as it broke… "Huhh, huhh! Mr. Wayne? What's your problem?" I was blushing hard, feeling him wrapping his arms tightly around the small of my back and suddenly kissing my neck… "You're my fucking problem…" He groaned, kissing my neck harder and harder. "Huhh, huhh, Mr. Wayne… Please – please, stop…" I pleaded, trying to fight back by pushing his chest off of mine but I only felt his fingers intertwining mine. "Call me, Bruce, damn it…" He groaned suddenly French-kissing me extremely passionately and roughly. "Hmm? Hmm… Hmm…" I felt my eyes closing for a few moments, enjoying the French-kissing as he gripped the small of my back harder… "Hmm, hmm… Huhh, huhh. Skye – Skye, I – I'm sorry I don't know what came over me…" He grunted steadily releasing me from his firm grasp. "Bruce? You were testing me, to see if I could fight back…" I read him like a manga! "Actually, yes…" Bruce blushed lightly, "Fuck you! Fucking perv…" I blushed hard, drop-kicking him in the crotch. "OWW!" He moaned, feeling the pain of paying the price for what he did to me… "DON'T follow me." I warned him, angrily tears filling my eyes as I raced up to the spiral staircase and slammed the door to my bedroom, locking it. "Was it worth it, Mr. Wayne?" Alfred walked in, shortly after hearing me drop-kicking Bruce… "I needed to know, if she really was in love with that psychologist of hers." Bruce replied to Alfred as he cleaned up the mess with a broom and dustpan. "Mr. Wayne, if I may, I think she needs to learn on her own." Alfred stated his honest feelings, respectably… "And it also seems to me, the harder you hit on her, the less she's into you. You may need to at least, consider going with a different, better angle." He added in a fatherly tone. "You're right, Alfred… You're right, I knew you were right the last time, you warned me. But, she doesn't know what that Scarecrow is capable of… And Dr. Crane is getting too personal with her." Bruce thought aloud, in a somber agreement. "I mean, that asshole was about to make-out with her when I walked in…" He griped. "Isn't that what you did just with her, just now, though? Mr. Wayne." Alfred had a point… "Point taken… I guess, she did have a point…" He thought aloud, "Explain, Sir." Alfred asked. "There's something about the way Dr. Crane is with her that I don't have. Something I wish I had…" He admitted soberly. "I see. Shall I comfort Miss Tsukino, Sir?" He asked him kindly. "Please, and tell her, tell her I wasn't trying to hurt her…" Bruce nodded in agreement. "Mr. Wayne, if I may… Perhaps, you should try telling her that later. Before you leave, next Wednesday." Alfred was right! "I'll do my best." Bruce somewhat agreed, as he touched his lips with his hand and realized how sweet my lips tasted… "Very well, Sir." Alfred bowed to him and headed to comfort me.
I was conflicted, I was so conflicted… It's true that the Bat could definitely seduce any woman, he wanted! But when it came to me, I was so upset and disgusted by the reasoning he gave… I mean, he couldn't have just asked me out to dinner or something? I thought sadly, which mean it's once again… FLASHBACK TIIIIME!
FLASHBACK SEQUENCE #02:
It was an oddly gloomy day, for me, when I first met Dr. Crane… Not just inwardly, due to my exhaustion and boredom with the week before. I was definitely done with the Bat, after having been branded by him for saving a jewelry shop; and the day before that saving a bank… It was annoying. The Bat is annoying… But, that's beside the point. When I walked into Dr. Crane's office, I felt an immediate warmth rushing through my veins. Oh? You want to know, who I am? Where are my manners? I'm Sukai Todd… The one and only, Sukai Todd! And, this is my story… Well, not only my story but I'm writing it, so I'll stop where I fuckin' want… 😉 😉 "Miss Skye Tsukino?" Dr. Crane's voice immediately caught my attention, after I sat down to wait and play music on my phone with my earbuds. "Huhh? Oh… Hello, Dr. Crane." I blushed deeply, seeing just how fiiiiiine the man was. "Hello, good morning." He smirked confidently watching me stand up and I placed my hand out for him to shake. "Nice to meet you, Sir." I smiled lightly, "Please, the pleasure's all mine… Skye." He smirked at me, discreetly taking in my figure and kissing the top of my hand… "Well, thank you, Dr. Crane…" I blushed looking away, a little bit. "Before we start, I'll need you do a few things for me." He explained as we into the hallway and into his office. "What is it?" I was curious, having felt his eyes on me… "First, I need your number, in case of emergencies." Crane was quite upfront with his flirting, though I was a bit oblivious to the fact that he was in fact flirting with me, during our first meeting. Mainly because, I was afraid of how this gorgeous man would think of me, after we talked… "Oh?" I lifted an eyebrow, I hadn't expected my psychologist to need my number, but it works… "I'm your psychologist, but you don't have to be afraid of me… If you ever need someone to talk with, you can call me, anytime. Believe me, there's nothing to fear…" He explained confidently, smirking at me. "Oh, okay…" I hesitated a little bit, seeing his expression and feeling the tension between us already growing warmer and more intoxicating… "What's your number?" Crane asked grabbing his personal phone, and adding me. "Here it is…" I nodded giving him my digits. "Skye Tsukino… Company Sukai Todd Music." He smirked, licking his lips discreetly… "Yeaa – yeaa – yes, that's the one…" I blushed sheepishly. "You're quite the talented musician, here in Gotham, Sukai…" Crane smirked giving me his personal phone number. "Well, thank – thank you, Dr. Crane…" I nodded shyly. "May I get your name?" I thought aloud, not fully thinking my thoughts through. "Of course, it's Jonathan Crane." He chuckled flirting with me HARD… "Skye…" He grinned at me, shamelessly. "Oh, and there is one other thing." He took my hand, and helped me stand up from my seat on his couch. "What's up, Dr. Crane?" I wondered aloud, curiously. "I need to take a photo with you…" He smirked a little more. "It's for emergency reasons…" He explained, grinning deviously… "Okay…" I agreed feeling safer with him, and a bit turned on by his sexy, deep, sweet, low voice. "Smile…" He smirked at me, as he took his phone and took a few selfies with me. "Do you mind taking these photos on my phone, as well?" I asked him, boldly. "Not at all, it would be my pleasure…" He agreed without a second thought. "Here, I've got a longer arm…" He gently took my phone from my hand, making sure that his fingers brushed upon mine before he took the photos of us. Me with my peace-sign, doing my best look cute, despite having my mind racing…
FLASHBACK SEQUENCE #02 ENDS…
And, in that darkness of my dimly-lit room, I realized I still had that selfie of myself and Dr. Crane on my phone… And he looked so damned fuckable, in the photo. "Huhh…" I sighed, landing on my bed and gawking at the picture for a few minutes as I dried my eyes. As his voice rang in my ears, I'm your psychologist, but you don't have to be afraid of me… If you ever need someone to talk with, you can call me, anytime. Believe me, there's nothing to fear… His voice was so nice and sweet and low… I wanted to hear it, for myself. "No way…" I shook my head, sadly only to feel the overwhelming emotions beginning to overcome my sense of rational as my finger suddenly touched the call button on Dr. Crane's contact info… "Huhh?" I gasped, blushing deeply… "Hello, Dr. Crane speaking." His immediate answer made my heart pound like a Skrillex bass-drop! "Hello?" He asked sweetly. "He – hello, Dr. Crane…" I responded as soon I could. "Skye? Is everything alright?" He asked me lovingly, as he continued adjusting the colors of his poison for me with the colors taken from the ballpoint pen I had left in his office… "No – no, it's not…" I admitted. "What's wrong?" Crane asked me, clearly concerned. "Mr. Wayne, he – he…" I trailed off, "What happened? What did he to do you?" Crane's tones changed immediately to an even more concerned voice. "He tried kissing me…" I blushed, starting to sob. "Without your consent?" Crane demanded infuriated by the Bat's actions, now feeling assured that his plans would be fail-proof! "Yea – yea – yes…" I sobbed harder, "Skye… I'm scheduling you for an early appointment, tomorrow. We have to talk about this…" He explained, in a tenacious voice… "Yeaa…" I sobbed, drying my eyes with my wrist-cuffs… "What's wrong? Tell me, please…" He pleaded with me, moaning a little bit. "I just wish… I wish Mr. Wayne would leave, already. Just leave me alone… I wish the Bat would just leave me alone." I thought aloud, confessionally. "Ohh, you poor thing… You deserve so-ohh much better, than this fuckery!" He grunted, comforting me perfectly well… "Tell me about it…" I agreed half-jokingly, as I turned to face my ceiling fan in my bedroom. "You deserve a man… Skye, you deserve a real man, a man who will treat you right, who love you unconditionally, who will do anything for you! You deserve a man, who will die for you… A man who will live for your very existence!" He ranted a bit, "Indeed…" I sniffled a little. "Don't worry, Skye… We'll fix this. Together…" Crane whispered seductively… "Thanks, Johnny…" I blushed feeling our bond growing deeper and bolder, by the moments. "It's gonna be okay, Skye…" Crane was so into me, I was so blind to it, to some degree… "I hope so, Johnny." I nodded, feeling my heart pounding harder and harder. "I will make it better, Skye." Crane almost revealed himself… "How?" I thought aloud, clearly a bit confused… "By being everything you need, right now." But he smoothly saved himself. "Oh – oh? Okay…" I agreed sheepishly… "Ya' know, Skye, I've always thought you were beautiful. And you really are beautiful, you're stunningly beautiful… But, I don't know if you want to hear that, right now." Crane blushed confessing a little bit of his own truth… "No, no, I appreciate it… I appreciate your kindness. I wouldn't mind you telling me, that." I blushed hard. "Telling you the facts? You are truly purehearted…" He gushed, flirting a little tiny bit… "Thanks, Johnny." I nodded, feeling my body warming up. "No, thank you for calling me… I've been worried about you lately." He confessed just enough to keep me captivated… "Really?" I wondered aloud, as I heard Bruce's footsteps and locked the door on him. "Damn it…" Bruce griped realizing he was losing the battle… But, I'm NOT gonna lose the war! Crane thought, knowing his plan while it had been altered by the Bat's cruel kisses wasn't down for the count, yet…
And, luckily for Crane, Bruce had decided to leave earlier than usual to meet the League of Shadows… "Not to worry, Miss Tsukino, I'll take you to your appointment, right now." Alfred told her politely, "But, where's Bruce?" I asked him slightly concerned, as it had been two days since the Kissing Incident between us had happened and my 5th appointment with Dr. Crane was already scheduled. "He had to leave for Japan, earlier than usual. But he will be returning by next Friday." Alfred explained kindly… "Okay." I nodded still a bit confused. I hadn't talked with Bruce or had any real interactions with him, for the past two days and he suddenly disappeared on me… What else should I expect? This is the Batman, we're talking about… Though, he's more of a playboy/fuckboy than a MAN, if you ask me. Uggh, men are almost always the same… They manipulate or try to manipulate me, get what they want try to get and run… Instead of rising to the occasion and just being upfront about what's happening! Stupid hoe… Bruce Wayne is a stupid hoe. I thought this on the rather silent, slightly awkward car ride to Dr. Crane's offices. "So, are you still enjoying college courses, Miss Tsukino?" Alfred asked in order to break the silence. "Huhh? Oh, oh, yes… Yes, I am. Thank you for asking…" I responded sweetly, gazing at the empty seat next to me and then glancing outside the window to Dr. Crane's huge office building, it was over 421 stories tall! "Well, we're here. Miss Tsukino. Please call me, when you're done." Alfred politely nodded as I got out of the car, somehow feeling a little bit lonesome without Bruce's annoying comments. Though, it was also a relief… "Thanks, Alfred…" I bowed to him and headed inside. "Huhh, that's odd…" I thought aloud, signing into the receptionist desk, and seeing the other receptionist Mr. Willington nowhere in sight. He wasn't as friendly as Mrs. Copperfield was, but still a nice person overall…
"Skye?" Crane was waiting for me, as I signed in. "Huhh? Dr. Crane!" I gasped, realizing he really was being there for me, even with our late-late-LATE night conversations that went until almost 3:00 in the morning… It was 10 A.M. now. But, one thing I noticed his glasses were off for a moment, he had been shining them up. "Come here, Skye!" He opened his arms for a hug, as I felt my body acting on its own and we shared a warm, tight, full-frontal-style hug… "I was so-ohh fucking worried about you, after we hung up, last night." Crane whispered, grunting in my ears and kissing the top of my head. "Thank you, Johnny…" I blushed deeply, as I watched him slide his glasses back on… "Thank you, Skye for being okay." He hugged me once more, then took me into his office kindly. "Have a seat, in the most comfortable way for you, my dearest…" Crane seemed so much more at ease with me, he was being so casual yet still so on-point with his flirtatiousness! Dayum, he's a pro… I thought quietly nodding, as I sat down on the couch and he sat in front of me, once again. "What's up, Skye?" He asked me, in a kindhearted tone that was a mix of friendly and flirtatious… "It's been a crazy week…" I nodded blushing deeply… "I bet, how are you feeling?" Crane leaned in closer, just a little and rubbed my cheek. "I've been feeling a lot of things, lately to be honest… And I've been wishing I could write them all down, but I can't seem to find my favorite ballpoint pen." I explained in a sadder tone than what Crane was used to. "Your favorite pen?" Crane knew which one I was referring to, "Yea, it's a bloodred ink, ballpoint pen… I can't find it anywhere. But I guess, it's fine for now." I shrugged it off… "I understand. Well, why don't you tell me what you've been feeling? It helps to talk it out, sometimes… After all, we have two hours, this time." He grinned at me, turning me on more than I wanted to admit. "Yeaa… Thank you for that, Johnny…" I blushed intensely… "It's my pleasure… So, tell me… What's been going on, inside your mind?" Crane asked me in a loving voice. "Honestly, to be completely real with you… I've been feeling extremely conflicted. When Mr. Wayne forced his kissing on my lips, I was disgusted…" I began explaining, "Disgusted? As in absolutely disgusted?" Crane was hopeful… "Well, not completely… But it was my first kiss, in a long-ass time… Nearly 10 years. I was 14, the last time someone gave me such a passionate kiss. And I guess, what I'm afraid of is having been kissed by the Bat… If I might start feeling something more than annoyance towards him." I explained, blushing innocently. "You said, you were 14, the last time someone kissed you that passionately… You're 24, now?" He asked me, curiously… "Yeaa…" I nodded, "Ten years would be correct." He blushed lightly. "Math and I aren't friends…" I giggled slightly… "Hmm, hmm… I get it. So, how have you been handling these conflicting emotions within yourself?" He asked me, flirting slightly. "To be honest with you, Johnny… I've been coping by…" I trailed off, blushing immensely. "Yes? Skye, how have you been coping, Baby-Doll…" He asked me, flirting with me harder… "By remembering how tenderly you hugged me, earlier in one of our previous sessions... Your warmth, your gentle tones, that strength and passion in your hugs… I don't know how to explain it, without sounding schoolgirlish – but I really appreciated you comforting me, so genuinely." I blushed confessing my honest feelings, covering my pumping heart with my hand; and gripping the broach on my Sailor uniform. So, genuinely? Damn it, Skye! You're so GENUINELY perfect! Why do I feel this strange sensation?! Why do I want to hug you, just hug you, right now… I just want you to be in my arms. Why am I feeling so intoxicated by her loving words, right now? I know, she's my addiction… But, even still, she sees my humanity… Sailor Moon seeing the Scarecrow's humanity. How ironic… I still need to wait. Just for now, before I make her mine, officially… For her sake. I'll wait for our first battle encounter, as much I hate to… Dr. Crane was truly falling in love with me, and little did I know, he was truly loving me from the deepest sense of his core being. Which scared the living hell out of him… But, of course, I didn't know that yet. It would be far too late, before I grasped that concept. Of the ideal villainous man, loving me… As I said before, ALWAYS be careful what you wish for.
To Be Continued, Bitches…