disclaimer: It's still a no. God damnit...
A/N: I'm back! It took awhile to write this chappy, cuz it's kinda longish. Heh!
Enjoy!
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Espy
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Chapter.3 - Awake and Dreaming
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Shuichi gasped as his blonde companion began to trail his pale pink lips down his slender neck. He and Eiri were still in the same elevator, if only for a few moments, but to Shuichi it had felt like an eternity. Shuichi placed his hands onto the blonde's broad shoulders, letting out a small moan.
'God, I hope this guy doesn't think I'm some kind of whore', the pink haired teen thought.
In the back of his mind, Shuichi could hear the distinct 'ding' of the elevator that signified they had reached their designated floor. Shuichi couldn't remember Eiri ever hitting any buttons.
As the twin doors opened, Eiri pulled the pink haired boy out of the elevator by the waist. His mouth still attached to the tan column of throat, Eiri used his free hand and pushed open the door to one of the apartments; his hand missed a few times when trying to get hold of the doorknob.
The two males stumbled inside, Eiri just barely managing to shut the door properly.
Shuichi's senses came back to him for a moment. "Hey..! W-what are we doing!" He began to blush deeply. "We only just met, a-and... Y-you're attractive, but.. ah-" The pink haired boy began to ramble. Yuki silenced him with a small kiss.
"Just..." the blonde began. "..go with it. You've got me all hot now, so you're going to help me take care of it..." He paused, his deep golden eyes looking like a cat. "Besides, you are kind of cute when you finally manage to shut up."
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"Where the hell is he!"
Sakaki paused in her book reading to look up at her older sister. Her purple eyes glanced up from its page and stared at the fuming brunette in front of her. The green haired girl was curled up on the long tan couch in the living room, the new Yuki Eiri novel in hand.
"Shuichi's probably just having a very mature, adult conversation with that guy he ran into," Sakaki said. She laughed outright the next second. "Scratch that, he's probably still trying to find out where that guy lives. He'll come home when he's hungry. And even if he doesn't, he has his cell phone, right?"
Ichigo stopped her pacing and scratched the back of her head. "I guess... But I still don't understand why he ran out like that this morning. He took one look at your book, and bolted."
Sakaki shrugged. "Probably got scared by the sexy picture of Yuki-sensei on the back," she laughed.
"Probably!" (1)
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The mornings light had begun to seep in through off white colored blinds when two amethyst eyes slowly fluttered open. They closed again when looking up into the light. Shuichi groaned and put his arm over his eyes. His head was throbbing a little bit.
"Damn..." he muttered lowly. He sat up and rubbed his tired eyes. His arms dropped back down to his side as he looked around his room.
Wait a minute... Shuichi did a double-take. This wasn't his room! His pupils shrunk as he panicked for a few seconds. The walls were too bare, and were the totally opposite color. It was only when he glanced down to his right that Shuichi finally knew where he was.
He was in Yuki Eiri's apartment.
The pink haired teen nearly choked on his spit when he ran his eyes over the sleeping, naked form of the blonde. Eiri slept on his stomach, his head facing away from him. Plain white sheets covered only up to the blonde's narrow waist, leaving his whole back for Shuichi to gawk at momentarily. All that the two did the previous night came back to him and Shuichi had to resist a major nosebleed.
Shuichi's mouth was agape for a minute longer before he heard a noise, like something vibrating like crazy. He glanced down over the edge of the bed and saw that his pant's pocket was moving.
My cell phone, Shuichi thought. He threw the sheets off his legs, throwing said legs over the side of the bed. It was then he noticed that he was naked as well. He wasn't even wearing his boxers. This was slightly embarrassing...
Blushing like a madman, the teen picked the mobile phone out of the pocket, flipping it open. He held it to his ear and sat back down on the bed.
"Hello..?" he murmured, not wanting to wake his newfound bed partner.
"Shuichi!" a voice yelled. "Where the hell have you been all night! Do you know how worried we were about you?"
The pink haired teen blushed an even deeper shade of red. "Ichigo... Umm.. I was.. Oh god..."
"For god sakes!" Another voice reverberated in the background. Sakaki. "You can tell us later, but right now, you have to meet us for breakfast at Okonomiaki-san! (2) You know, the breakfast place downtown?"
"I know the place..."
"Good! If you're not here in twenty minutes, we're going to German-Suplex you!"
Ichigo again. "We're going to discuss the mission plans for tonight over breakfast! So go get your sexy little ass ready, and get here as soon as possible."
"Will do, Ichi-chan!" Shuichi smiled as he hung up the phone. He glanced over his shoulder to make sure that Eiri was still asleep.
The blonde was sleeping like a baby.
Slowly, Shuichi gathered up all his cloths, which were scattered haphazardly over the floor, and began to get dressed. Once fully clothed, Shuichi bent over the slightly snoring Eiri and planted a kiss onto his shoulder.
"Sorry to leave so soon. I really wouldn't mind getting to know you. Hope I'll see you again soon."
And so walked out of the bedroom.
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After the distinct slamming of his front door, Yuki Eiri opened his golden eyes and sat up in his bed. He'd been awake since he'd heard the vibrating of a cell phone, and then the kid's voice. What he had talked about hadn't made sense from this end of the conversation. Running a hand through his tousled locks, Eiri sighed; he didn't know what had possessed him to sleep with the pink haired teen. Hell, he didn't know why he had let him stay the night, either!
It had all happened like a big blur in Eiri's mind; first he'd been yelling at the kid, then kissing him, and then fucking him. The blonde didn't know why, but there was something about that pink haired baka (his name was Shuichi; at least he still remembered his name) that was oddly enticing, and drew him to the younger man.
When the younger man had been standing in that elevator, his pouty pink lips holding a thin layer of saliva...
Eiri shook his head, not wanting to get too carried away. Not first thing in the morning anyway.
With an aggravated sigh, the blonde hoisted himself up and began to search for his cloths.
Seems like the kid would get his request.
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Although it was almost all the way across Tokyo, Shuichi made it to the breakfast diner in record time. Sakaki and Ichigo were already there, waiting for him at one of the outdoor tables. Shuichi slumped over upon arrival at the table; running across town was NOT easy!
"Took you long enough," Ichigo teased.
"Shut.. up!" Shuichi wheezed back. He threw himself down onto one of the feeble white chairs and began trying to catch his breath.
"So, where is it that you were last night?"
The pink haired teen froze at the sly undercurrent in Sakaki's voice; she knew that he'd been somewhere he wasn't supposed to be late at night. The only place he was supposed to be at night was in his own bed.
Shuichi looked around, eyes shifty, for a moment. "Would you believe me if I told you that I was doing important stuff for the mission?"
Both girls glowered at him. "No," they said in unison.
Shuichi swallowed the large lump in his throat and laughed nervously.
Behind them, a young man with light hair and sunglasses sat down, his back to them. The waiter instantly came to his table and served him.
"Anyways," Ichigo said. "We have to discuss your job for tonight." She pointed her red painted fingernails at the pink haired male sitting across from her. "You have to get more information on Bob's schedule."
A blank expression. "Bob? Who the hell is Bob!"
A sigh. "It's the codename for you-know-who!"
"OH! You mean Toh-"
"Yes!" Sakaki snapped. "Do you have to let the whole world know?"
Shuichi looked sheepish. "Whoops, my bad.."
"So, anyway!" Ichigo continued. "You have to sneak back in a see if you can find out anymore about Bob. Anything at all will help, so don't overlook anything! And remember your training; sneak in, get out, all undetected."
The pink haired man waved his hand at her. "Piece of cake! I could do this with my eyes closed."
"I hope so, Shu-chan," Sakaki said wearily. "If you get caught, it's going to be on our asses, not just yours. So don't screw up!"
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Seguchi sighed as he let the phone drop from his hand into the waiting receiver. He did not like having to converse with his wife so late in the afternoon. In fact, he didn't like conversing with her at all.
He rubbed the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger; he could feel a headache coming on... The only good thing about today was that he'd gotten his shipment of computer chips out to Tanaka-san. The sandy blonde thought about the other man; he was supposed to be one of Japan's best scientists in the field of computers, but he'd been given the boot when he was found trying to perfect a brain controlling computer chip.
Now, he'd only have to give Tohma a way to place the chips on the top of people's spinal cords. If the good scientist could figure that out, Tohma's plans would go a lot smoother.
Being Japan's head financial recording companies didn't come without its price. Tohma's wife was threatening to leave him, claiming that she was worried about his mental state. Tohma had scoffed at her; his mental state was just fine. He was a little stressed out by his latest dealings with Tanaka-san.
Tohma wasn't crazy. His more recent physiologist had told him this upon hearing about his plans to control people, using computer chips and surgery. He had smiled a fiendish smiled and informed the doctor that their time was up.
That same doctor was found dead in his apartment the next morning.
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It was later that same night when Shuichi was on NG Records roof again. He wore the same skin tight black and gray suit as well. He decided to enter through a different window, as to not arouse suspicion with the NG operatives. Boss would be pleased about the decision.
Shuichi didn't know a whole lot about Boss. He knew Boss was a woman, but that's about it. She always gave him, Ichigo and Sakaki their orders through their link with the cell phone. It was the only link they had to Boss.
He didn't question though; Boss treated them well, and bought them anything they needed or desired. In the previous year, she'd given Shuichi a new Heckler & Koch MP5 (3) sub-machine gun, which could be equipped with laser sighting. Shuichi wasn't one for guns, so he'd let Ichigo have them. She was happier than a kid in a candy shop; one of Ichigo's specialty was with guns.
Upon finding out that Shuichi hadn't liked her present, she'd inquired him about what he would like. The pink haired man had said that he didn't know, but it'd be nice to have something the enemy wouldn't expect. Boss had gotten him a taser (4) which was disguised as an electric razor.
Shuichi had smiled and taken it on every mission he'd gone on since then. He had it concealed on his belt.
Shuichi looked over to glance at the skylight he'd gone in last time. He didn't want to have to go in through there, but as he looked around the roof, there didn't seem to be any other way in. With a sigh, he went in through the window into Tohma's office.
He dropped to the floor, crouching and glanced around the dark room. It was past midnight so no one, not even the late workers, should be in the building. Even so, Shuichi could easily avoid the night janitors, and there were so security cameras in the president's large office. One would guess that he liked his privacy.
The spy looked around the office again, seeing nothing different from the last night. Shuichi decided that he'd try his luck and check out the rest of the building. He slipped out the double doors into the dark hallway, trying his best to keep to the shadows.
There was nothing of great interest on the same floor. A few papers, records of a new band called Bad Luck (5), a cleaner's cart. Shuichi headed to the next floor down.
There were a few recording studios, a couple bathrooms, but not much else. As Shuichi was about to give up and head back up to Tohma's office, the men's room door opened and a long haired brunette walked out.
They both froze upon seeing each other.
A sense of familiarity came over Shuichi as he gazed up at the tall brown haired man. The man was young, probably about Shuichi's age, and his hair came down in spills over his shoulder. His deep brown eyes narrowed as he looked at the pink haired man, trying to make out a face in the darkness.
Shuichi shifted his eyes from right to left, trying to think of a way out of this. How could he have let someone pop out at him like this! He mentally smacked himself in the forehead.
Stupid, stupid, stupid!
"Who are you?" the brunette asked, voice low and suspicious.. Shuichi panicked.
And flipped around, bolting back down the hallway as fast as his slender legs could take him.
"H-hey!"
The brunette gave chase.
Shuichi ran as fast as he could, but it seemed that the brunette was faster. The taller young man tackled the pink haired teen to the floor and flipped him over onto his back. The brunette pinned Shuichi to the floor by his shoulders and glared down at him.
"I'll ask again, who are you! And what are you doing in this building?"
The spy was trying to twist his way out of the other's grip, doing his best to not reveal his face to the brunette. Yet he found himself looking upwards into the grave face. He stared at the other for a moment, shock written on his features.
"Hiro?"
The brunette froze upon hearing his own name. He looked down at the pink haired teen, eyes narrowing again. "How do you know me?"
Shuichi gulped, and reached down towards his belt trying his best to be inconspicuous. His short narrow fingers wrapped around his desired tool and he pulled it up, jamming it into the brunette's ribs. Hiro's eyes rolled into his head and he fell to the floor, twitching slightly.
Shuichi sighed mournfully and sat up; he'd just shocked his old best friend in the ribs with his razor taser! What a reunion.
This spy needed a drink...
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The next morning, Kinoko Ichigo was woken up by a light knocking at the front door of the apartment. She waited to see if either Sakaki or Shuichi was going to get up to get the door. She heard neither of them moved. The brunette glanced to the clock on the nightstand to her right; it read 8:13AM.
She groaned; this was not a decent time to be waking up in the morning.
Ichigo hauled herself out of bed and made her way out of her room, tripping over only a few things, cursing them the whole time. A knock came again to the door.
"Hold your ass, god!" Ichigo called out. As she scratched her bum, she pulled open the door. She paused in her scratching.
The tall, good looking young blonde man in front of her smiled politely. "Good morning, and I'm sorry to have disturbed you, but is this the residence of one Shindou Shuichi?"
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End of Chapter.3
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(1) they're a little slow, eh? ;
(2) Don't ask! Okonomiaki's a good breakfast food, so I made it into a breakfast place! XP If there was one like that around where I lived, I'd go there every day for breakfast. I love okonomiaki!
(3) this is a real gun! I'm not a big fan of them, but for this fic, I felt I had to mention some type of gun.
(4) taser is a thing you can use to give people electric shocks. I think police use them to apprehend running suspects.
(5) heh! Hiro's still in a band, right? Yeah...
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A/N: More of Tohma's plans are revealed! XD Well, actually, most of his plans are... Heh heh heh!
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