Hies Hies Hies Kathleen Collins Normal Kathleen Collins 1 0 2001-11-10T18:55:00Z 2001-11-10T18:55:00Z 6 2001 11406 95 22 14007 9.2720

Hies Hies Hies!! Whats up peoples? I just saw the funniest movie of all known mankind! The name of it was 'Office Space' I LUVED THAT MOVIE!! OMG IT WAS HILARIOUS!!! Ok enough of my relentless issues, here's u'r next chap. Ooooooohhhhhhhhh getting' juicey eh? Luv, peace, and tanning grease!

T h e  P e r f e c t  S e d u c t i o n

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"C'mon."

"No."

"It'll only hurt for a second, then it'll be pure bliss."

"No!"

"C'mon Mimi, I'll make it feel good now ok? Just c'mere."

"NO!"

"Look! Don't make me force you!"

"NO MEANS NO! WHAT PART OF THAT DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND!!????"

Cuujo sighed. "Mimi, the cut has to be cleaned out whether you like it or not."(Me: ^_~, gotchya)

Mimi glared down at him from her spot on the lower roof. "I'll be fine." She hissed through gritted teeth and pulled her knees closer to her curled up body.

He glared and was about to attempt to go back up there and get her but an idea quickly struck him before he could accomplish this.

"Fine fine, have it your way. I mean, well you did scrap your knee in the gutter. Who knows what could've been crawling in there" he lazily opened an eye to peer at her, sure enough her stubborn glare had gradually took on a look of curiosity, he continued. "Worms, weevils, maggots, germs,  they've been in that cold damp crunchy gutter for a long time, I'm sure a nice warm bloodied kneecap would really hit the spot-"

"SHUT UP!" She screamed holding her hands to her ears.

He stared up at her with fake innocent features but couldn't hide the smug smirk that overtook his lips for a second.

"Excuse me? Hey sweetie I'm just saying-." He held up his hands in false defense.

"Yeah well stop 'just saying'." She pouted.

He grinned holding his arms out to her.

"Ok so how about you coming down now?"

Mimi nodded cautiously sliding into his open arms before he carted her down; the exterior quickly faded when she just as stubbornly flopped her self down and continued to pout.

Cuujo looked down at her allowing his hand the privilege of a quick run through her hair before kneeling down to her level.

"Does that mean I get to check it out now?"

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            Matt let a low chuckle. It was playtime. He took a long drag from his cigarette, relishing the familiar feeling. Like being reunited with family. He licked his lips putting the small white stick looking thing back in his mouth, he patted the pack and put it in his pocket returning to viewing the cargo load. Taichi was definitely careless this time. Yamato leaned his back against a large crate, lazily watching his enemy bark orders like a Doberman. His own were scattered about the bay watching from their own scouting area. No doubt they were having as much fun mentally criticizing Tai as he was.  He adjusted his white clinging t-shirt and playfully nudged a rolling beer can with his black dress pant clad leg.

            He yawned surveying the area, calculating the time of his proper offense.  He almost laughed out loud with the thought. This was all like one big cat and mouse football game. A wind flowed along blowing his hair to the side with the cigarette smoke. Growling he realized this was taking too long. When the hell would the fun start? A creak caught his ear's attention. His eyes looked up trailing a crate overhead being lifted by a small crane. He eyed it up and down, the familiar mischievous smirk finally came to play on his lips. No time like the present, neh?

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            Things were going surprisingly smoothly tonight. Taichi was almost tempted to relax. But of course these idiots couldn't be left alone for more than five minutes. He rolled his chocolate orbs wondering if this job was really worth the trouble. What was? 'Her'. A voice echoed in his head. Fuck you. His own voice whispered back. This was no time to be thinking of her. He raised his arm hearing the satisfying crack of his back popping out the kinks. His mother always said that would snap his spinal cord, eh what did she know anyways? A small smile overtook his features with remembrance of the old days. The days where he was just a care free happy boy experiencing his first crush. What he would give to go back to those days.

"Y'ok boss?"

           Snapping to attention Tai looked for the source of his daydream's disturbance. He looked down from his stance on the hood of his car to see Eizeechial(I can never settle on a name 4 this guy! Oh well its like the name 'Max' u can call him Maxamillion or Maxwell ^^ just think of it like that) staring up at him with a concerned look. Tai chuckled and shook his head.

"Don't worry about it Z, I'm fine. (sigh) Just a little lost I guess, huh."

        Zeek chuckled and patted his boss's foot.

"Yeah, who isn't these days, eh boss man?" He laughed looking over the men directing hovering crates.

        Tai nodded directing his attention where it was supposed to be. Brushing off his notice of the mammoth man's leave.

"Just makes you wonder when you'll finally know where the fuck you are." He murmured.

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         This was getting harder by the minute. It made Cuujo wonder if they would get there in time. He heard a loud breathing sound. He turned his eyes to the passenger seat of the beat up Camera. Mimi was laying her body against the door of her seat her head leaning against the window. He smiled warmly. She looked so sweet when she was asleep. So young. He gazed at her pink and strawberry striped hair, he noticed the roots where a sort of cinnamon color. Looked like she would have to die it again soon, or just let it grow out. He should feel hate and resentment for this girl, he knew that. But he didn't. Not one iota of anger was directed towards the small girl next to him. But at the two men who started this in the first place. It was seeing her like this that reminded him she was just a child. No matter what she looked like she was still just a child. Three years she was kept like an angle in a snow globe.

         He had caught a glimpse of her now and then in the mansion. She was usually chasing that cat of hers or sneaking cherries from the cook's kitchen. And every time he found it harder and harder to believe that she was the one Matt went to bed with every night. He felt some shame for himself that he let it carry on this long. Mimi was just a little girl, barely ready for a boyfriend let alone a commitment to an older man. He briefly questioned how tainted she was now.  Matt loved her, he knew that, Tai loved her, he knew that too. But who did she love? Did she care for anybody? He sighed frustrated and began to concentrate on his destination. He would get her to that airport. Matt or no Matt, Tai or no Tai. Nothing else mattered right now.

        Unfortunately nothing was as easy doing as it was saying. The only airport he could go to and get away with it was a secret one on his boss's territory. It was just crawling with gun traders and drug dealers trying to get out of the country. They sold fake passports and licenses. He would get her out of here, maybe find a home for himself somewhere. There was no way he could go back anymore, not now at least. Why did it seem like everything had lost perspective? As if everything had gone crazy? He didn't know. He stopped knowing anything a long time ago. But there was one thing he was sure of. The angel couldn't survive in the snow globe anymore.

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            Zeek opened his mouth lazily popping in a blueberry flavored lollypop. Candy always made him feel better. There was some sort of nervous tension in the air that no one else seemed to feel. He sucked drawing out the flavor looking around trying to find what was giving him this feeling.

*CRASH*  

          He whirled around just in time to see the shock of his life.

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            Yamato had had enough of waiting. He wanted to do this now. He drew his gun from its holster pointing it at the crate he had been eyeing for over two hours now. He smirked hearing the pleasuring sound of the whisper from the silencer whiz through the air. It only grew as more sounds invaded his senses. The snap of the rope, the shattering of wood against wood, the bangs of ammunition of the dock. Cries of surprise and anger rose through them all. Now he did laugh out loud. The look on Tai's face had been a Kodak moment! Mouth agape and narrowed eyes yelling out in rage. This brought the brown haired young man's attention towards the stack of crate boxes Matt was behind. Still laughing he decided perhaps it was time to play.

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            The first thing catching Taichi's attention was a sort of snapping. Then a scream to get out of the way. He jerked over to see a bullet flow through the rope carrying the gun crate. Sending the enormous box smashing to the dock almost through it!  What the hell! Guns off all kinds, bomb timers, and knives washed over the wooden dock. A familiar laugh drove his attention to a wall of similar boxes. Shudders of heated anger engulfed him sending his psyche into a rage. He watched knowingly, like he was waiting, as Yamato Ishida cockily walked out laughing like something off comedy central, hands in his pockets with the same over confident stride. Tai's fists clenched drawing waters of blood to trickle down his palms. He straightened his posture staring over at his laughing enemy trying not to whip his gun out right now and aim for the mouth. He wanted to silence that son of a bitch forever. But no, this was too good; he was going to drag this out as long as he could.

            Matt's laughing finally died down to a low chuckle his eyes opening from their forced squinted position. He smiled baring fang like canines. Whispers broke out making Tai's eyes brush over the area. Matt obviously hadn't come alone he thought seeing his rivals followers come out from there hiding places. The blonde's thick voice turned his narrowed eyes back to him.

"That's not happiness to see me is it?"

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            A groan brought Cuujo to look back to the passenger side. So the little flamingo had decided to finally awaken.

She whimpered the feeling of pain flashed through her neck. She definitely slept wrong. Mimi licked her dry lips bringing moisture to her cottonmouth. Where was she?

"Morning sunshine."

            She turned around to see the amused and joking features of her newfound friend. She smiled back and settled into her seat.

"Where are we?"

"Not near Matt."

            Mimi swallowed unsurely. That name always did that to her.

"Obviously. But what's going on?"

"Boosted a car and decided to take a drive. Gotta problem?"

            Her mouth opened in astonishment.

"You stole it!?"

            Cuujo rolled his eyes clocking his tongue.

"No I inherited it." He shot back sarcastically.

            Mimi let out a sigh of relieve relaxing back in her seat.

"Oh good, for a second there I thought you were serious." She laughed.

            Cuujo sweat dropped wondering briefly if this girl had been born a blond. He settled into the silence that had swallowed them whole. He never liked talking much, but this child girl seemed to have brought it out in him. But as quickly as it had come it was gone.

"Why are you doing this?"

            He turned his head to her seeing her gazing ashamed out the window at the rain. He was confused.

"Doing what?"

            She faced him.

"Why are you helping me?"

            He blinked focused back on the road.

"Didn't you already ask me that?"

"You didn't understand my question."

"Enlighten me."

            Mimi began to stare out at the rain again. This seemed all too familiar. Hadn't she been staring out like this when it all started? Maybe this was a bad omen. She shrugged it off.

"Why don't you hate me like everyone else does-"

"No one hates you." He interrupted.

"Let me finish. Why are you doing this? Why don't you see me as, as, well a whore!!" She snapped out annoyed.

            Cuujo was silent for a while, Mimi almost asked him again.

"Whores are the things Matt used to bring home, you're just a lost little girl."

            She stared at him contemplating what he had said. The rain drew her eyes once more.

"Isn't this just one big club." She mumbled grudgingly.

            He looked at her out of the corner of his eye. He shook his head and placed his hand over hers.

"No ones deserves to be lost if someone can find them."

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