I still don't own anything. This is the sequel to my story Lycanthrope. It takes place ten years after the last chapter of Lycanthrope.

Lycanthrope 2: The Prophecy

Chapter Ten: Pills

There was a beam of light on Shinji's eye and it was pissing him off. He had already tried to escape it by rolling over, but then he had found that it was being reflected off of something right back into his eyes. What really pissed him off was that he couldn't carry out revenge for waking him up. What was he going to do? Blow up the sun? "I'm up," he finally growled as he sat up and opened his eyes.

"Did I wake you?" Shinji turned and saw Kensuke standing by the door.

"No. Where are you going in that monkey suit?"

"I have work," Kensuke said. "Are you guys going to be gone when I return?"

"Maybe," Shinji said. "Right now I just have to go visit an old friend after I get some breakfast."

"Alright," Kensuke said. "Catch you around Shinji."

"Maybe," Shinji said with a shrug as he dug his flask out of his coat and took a long gulp of its burning contents.

"You might want to check out Alcoholics Anonymous," Kensuke added, "while you're in the country."

"Why?" Shinji asked.

"Because I think you may have a drinking problem," Kensuke said.

"I know you're trying to be a good friend," Shinji said as he screwed the lid of his flask back into place. "But I'm a lycan. That's very different from a human. You don't have to worry."

"If you say so," Kensuke said. "But if you wind up in a car crash with your head cut off I'm going to laugh."

"Fair enough."

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Jen yawned tiredly and looked around the apartment. "And where the hell do you think you're going?" Shinji froze with one leg raised to take another step and his left hand on the doorknob.

"Out?"

"Out where?" Jen asked as she climbed to her feet.

"Drinking?" Shinji asked. Jen's eyes narrowed.

"Where are you going Shinji?"

"To get my gun worked on," Shinji said with a shrug. "Why are you on the floor?"

"I'm not going to fight either Asuka or Mana for a bed," Jen said. "Nothing is worth that."

"You could have slept with us." Jen wasn't quite sure if it was possible, but Shinji looked like he froze even more.

"You wouldn't have minded?" Jen asked.

"No," Yuki said. "Asuka used to sleep with us all the time before she started taking her pills." Jen looked at Shinji.

"Nightmares," he said with a shrug.

"Didn't that mess up your. . ." Jen trailed off.

"Our what?" Yuki asked.

"You know," Jen said.

"No," Shinji said.

"Your sex life," Jen said as she finally blushed.

"Oh," Shinji said. "That. No it doesn't mess it up."

"Yeah," Yuki added. "Beds are for sleeping. Everywhere else is for fun."

"Right," Jen said. She stood up and then collapsed on the couch bed. "Good night."

"Night," Shinji said as he pushed the door open.

"And where the hell are you going?" Yuki asked.

"I'm just going to see Rally," Shinji said with a shrug. "Don't worry about it."

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"Can I help you?" Rally Vincent asked as she heard the bells on the front door to her shop open.

"Now is that anyway to greet an old friend?" Rally looked up and stared at the man for almost a minute.

"Shinji?" The strange-looking man grinned broadly. "Jesus Christ. What happened to you? You looked like a human being again."

"Funny," Shinji said as he moved to stand in front of the counter. "I just needed to get cleaned up a little."

"It's an improvement," Rally said, "did you just stop buy to chat, or do you have something to show me?"

"Of course," Shinji said as he reached under his jacket and drew a polished chrome pistol with a hardwood handle. Rally took the weapon and whistled appreciatively.

"This is a seriously custom job," she said as she ejected the clip and jacked the action. "Bored out chamber, enlarged ejection port, match trigger, and the grip safety was removed."

"I figured you'd like it," Shinji said. "Does everything look okay to you?"

"Yeah," Rally said. "Whoever made this was a real pro."

"Coming from you that's high praise," Shinji commented.

"So what do you want done to it?" Rally asked. "Frankly I think anything else would be overkill."

"The weapon doesn't have an equipment rail," Shinji said. "I want you to put a laser sight on it."

"No problem," Rally said. "There are some stock internal laser sights. I'm pretty sure I have one in emerald around here for you."

"Thanks," Shinji said. "I'd also like an external compensator."

"No problem," Rally said.

"Thanks again," Shinji said. The bells jingled again and Rally leaned to the side to welcome her new customer.

"So this is where you went too."

"Oh," Shinji said. "It's you."

"Do you know her?" Rally asked as she watched the black haired woman walk into the shop.

"She's a new drinking buddy," Shinji said. "How long will the modifications take?"

"A few hours," Rally said with a shrug. "You want to have a look around? I've got a few new revolvers you might like."

"Sure."

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"I told you I was getting my gun fixed," Shinji said as he looked around the display cases.

"I was half asleep at the time," Jen argued.

"That's not my problem," Shinji said with a shrug. The door to the back room banged open and Rally walked out. "Done already?"

"Don't act so surprised," Rally said. "It's been three hours. Now are you paying in cash or credit?"

"Credit," Shinji said as he set down the expense account card, "but don't ring it up yet."

"Find something else you like?" Rally asked.

"The Smith and Wesson," Shinji said. Rally pulled the weapon out of the case and held it out grip first.

"I figured you'd like that," Rally said. "It's a Smith and Wesson Model 67 with a four-inch barrel. It'll go nicely with your Colt and the Korth."

"Sold," Shinji said.

"Waiting period," Rally said calmly.

"How much extra?" Shinji asked.

"Five hundred thousand," Rally said smoothly.

"Sure," Shinji said. "It's not my. . ." he trailed off when his eyes fell on something on the wall.

"I knew you'd noticed that," Rally said with a grin. "It's one hundred percent original and I just can't part with it for less then one hundred grand."

"Deal."

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"I can't believe you bought that," Jen said as she walked next to Shinji. "I mean what purpose could it serve?"

"I just liked the way it looked," Shinji said as he pushed the door open. "Oh boy." Jen pushed past him and froze in place.

"Oh my God."

"I can't find them!" someone shrieked.

"What the hell happened here?" Jen an asked.

"Asuka lost something," Shinji said with a sigh. Jen turned and saw him begin to pick up revolvers from the floor.

"How many of those things do you have?"

"Revolvers?" Shinji asked. Jen nodded. "I have one Colt Python, two Manurhin MR-73s, one Korth Combat Magnum, a Smith and Wesson Model 29, an IzMech MP-412, and now a Smith and Wesson Model 67."

"What could you possibly need them for?" Jen asked.

"I just like the way .357 Magnums look," Shinji said with a shrug. "And I just got the .44 because I love Dirty Harry."

"That's about as good a reason as I would expect from you," Jen said. Shinji just shrugged and began carefully laying the weapons on the bed.

"I wonder what she lost this time."

"She does this often?" Jen asked as she kneeled and picked up a strange-looking object. "What's this?" She asked as she ran her hand over the leather-covered piece of wood.

"That's a paddle," Shinji said simply. Jen stared at the tool in her hand and quickly dropped it.

"You have issues."

"If you want those kind of issues then you should talk to Yuki," Shinji said with a shrug. "At least nothing was broken."

"Shinji!" Jen turned and stared at the distressed redhead. "I can't find them!"

"Calm down," Shinji said. "What can't you find?"

"My pills!" Asuka screamed. "I think I left them in Japan." Jen watched in shock as Shinji's mismatched eyes rolled back in his skull and he went down like a piece of wood.

"Let me guess," Jen said quietly. "Bad news?"

"You have no idea," Yuki said from where she was half under the couch bed. "Now get down here and help me look."

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"Whoa." Shinji stared at the ceiling and then sat up. "What happened?"

"You passed out," Yuki said as she checked under the couch. Shinji took a moment to admire her shapely ass before asking his next question.

"Why?"

"Asuka lost her pills," Yuki said simply. She turned and sat down with a sigh of defeat. "And we can't find a pharmacy with the right stuff."

"You've got to be kidding me," Shinji said. "How could she loose those damn things?"

"You're her sire," Yuki said. "You should be telling me."

"I have no clue," Shinji said. "Where's Asuka?"

"She's going through her luggage again," Yuki said. "I think she's in denial."

"So what should we do if she reverts back to her old self?" Shinji asked.

"Shoot her?"

"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" Shinji asked, glaring at the vampire out of the corner of his eye.

"Well yeah," Mana said. "So you're telling me that the Asuka I know is the Asuka on anti-psychotics?"

"A heavy dose of them," Shinji said. "You really don't want to see her without them."

"What's wrong with her?" Mana asked as she sat down on the couch.

"What isn't wrong with her?" Shinji asked rhetorically. "Look, just take my word on it."

"And if Lady Luck decided to beat you over the head, then you'll get to see it for yourself," Yuki added.

"How long before it wears off?" Shinji asked.

"It's been almost twenty four hours," Yuki said. "She could regress at any time."

"I'm going to go pick up my car," Shinji said. "Bye!"

"You're not leaving me with her!" Yuki shrieked.

"Come on," Shinji said as he grabbed Mana and Jen by their collars and dragged them out.

"The suns up!" Mana shrieked.

"It started raining half an hour ago," Shinji said. "You'll be fine, well at least you'll stand a better chance out there then in here."

"What about Yuki?" Mana asked.

"Asuka won't hurt her."

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Shinji looked around the underground garage and sighed happily. "I love this place."

"Who the hell are you?" Shinji turned and saw a massive man walking towards him with a scowl on his face.

"Now what the hell is he?" Jen asked.

"He's human," Shinji said.

"That's hard to believe," Mana said.

"Shinji?"

"Hey Bean!" Shinji said with a wave. "How you been doing?"

"Holy shit man," the massive figure said as his face split into a grin. "I've been doing pretty damn well."

"Got any new cars?"

"Well I'm working on a restoration," Bean said. "It's a 1969 Chevrolet Camaro Z/28."

"Wow," Shinji said. "I just swung by to pick up my car."

"Oh," Bean said. "Follow me." He turned and walked away. Shinji had to double time to keep up with the massive man's pace.

"So what do you do Mister Bean?" Jen asked.

"Bean's a transporter," Shinji explained.

"Of what?" Mana asked.

"Anything and everything," Shinji said. "If it fits in a car then he'll get it where it needs to go."

"That's kind of catchy," Bean said as he walked into a small shack. "Here." Shinji caught the key ring and stared down at the small, plain key with a skull and cross bones etched into it. "It's right over there."

"Thanks," Shinji said as he walked in the direction the massive man had pointed. His eyes fell on a familiar form and he grinned. "There you are Belle."

"What is that?" Mana asked.

"That is a 1970 Chevrolet Chevelle Super Sport with the LS6 option," Shinji said as he ran his hand along the massive black muscle car's side. "Just like I left her."

"This is probably the most powerful muscle car ever built," Jen said as she eyed the black car. "The LS6 gave it 450 horse power and the ability to do the quarter mile in little more then thirteen seconds."

"You like cars huh?" Shinji asked as he climbed behind the steering wheel.

"No," Jen said as she climbed into the back seat. "I love pieces of art."

"It's a car," Mana said with a shrug. "Cars are cars." Shinji turned the key in the ignition and sighed happily as the massive V8 roared to life. "Is it supposed to be that loud?"

"Yes," Jen and Shinji said at the same time.

"It's got a full tank of gas," Bean said. "See you around Shinji."

"Count on it," Shinji said simply. He paused and sniffed the air cautiously. "Do you smell that?"

"It's not me," Mana said as she sniffed the air carefully. Shinji turned and stared at Jen.

"I guess you really like cars huh?" Jen's jaw dropped.

"You pervert!"

"I didn't do anything," Shinji said as he turned back in his seat and carefully buckled himself in. Mana saw this simple action and scrambled to do the same.

"Can you really smell that?" Jen asked as she blushed.

"I can smell it," Mana said. "But Shinji here could probably track you by it."

"Oh," Jen said.

"Not sure whether to be grossed out or more turned on?" Mana guessed.

"Shut up!"

-End

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-Author's notes. Sorry that the updates are going so slow. They should pick up when I finished off While You Were Sleeping. It's be done within a few chapters. If you don't get the last past then: a. you're too young to be reading this or b. you're too sane and or not perverted enough to be reading this. One more thing. I just loved the old Asuka from the later chapters of Lycanthrope, or maybe I just want to put Shinji through hell. Now what did Shinji buy? What will Asuka be like when they get home? Tune in next time, I mean. . .just read the next damn chapter