ON WITH THE FIC
Motoko makes her way into the hot springs…
FLASHBACK
Motoko leaves the table and gives her compliments to Shinobu's exquisite cooking, unaware of Hanku's smirk and evil glare. When she leaves to go upstairs and ready herself for the hot springs, Hanku pulls out an army helmet and a walkie-talkie.
"American Punk, what's your position?"
Sara is in the women's changing room with an army helmet a walkie-talkie of her own.
"Hell-Raiser, sir! In the changing room, awaiting orders, sir!"
"Excellent! Banana-Splitter, what's your location?"
"Behind you, Hell-Raiser, sir!"
Hanku turns around and sees Su with her own helmet and walkie-talkie. Still speaking into the WT…
"What the hell are you doing, Banana-Splitter? You're supposed to be getting the materials needed for this operation."
"Already got them, sir."
"THEN GET INTO THAT CHANGING ROOM, NOW!"
"Yes, sir."
A few minutes later, Sara and Su exit the changing room and meet up with Hanku back in the kitchen. They stand at attention and salute.
"The bomb's been planted, sir."
"Is it properly undercover?"
"Unless Banana-Splitter's tech skills are fading on us, it should be invisible to the others."
"Excellent! Now is for my part." Hanku makes his way to the hot springs with something in his possession.
"Hell-Raiser, sir, what if the operation fails?"
"I don't know, American Punk, because this plan should work flawlessly. You two are dismissed."
"Thank you, sir!"
END FLASHBACK
Motoko begins to unwrap her towel, but feels something being pressed against her stomach. She pulls out yet another Playboy magazine.
(A/N: Yes, Lee3, but like I said, this is way, WAY beyond Tsuruko's pissed.)
"Smile!"
Motoko quickly looks behind her and sees the flash of a Kodak, digital camera.
"In case you're wondering what I will do with this picture; let's just say that I'll be sending QUITE the Christmas card to a few of my friends. AFTER I make a few "adjustments" with it."
"………"
"Does the name Paparazzi mean ANYTHING to you? Hahahahahaha!"
Hanku scrams out of the springs with another look of triumph on his face. Motoko throws the magazine down, wraps the towel back around her top, and pursues Hanku. One slight problem though, the magazine carries a thin paper weight with a string attached to itself and Motoko's towel.
Hanku is running his ass off as fast as he can, but to his dismay, he's got a VERY pissed samurai on his tail. At this point in the chase, the other residents begin to block his path.
"Hey Hanku, why the flushed face?"
"KITSUNE, YOU'RE DRUNK! SHUT UP AND GET OUT OF MY FUCKIN' WAY!"
Whether she heard him or not, Kitsune was shoved away into the wall. Everyone else got out of the way, but they noticed Motoko's towel beginning to fade away as the string, gradually began to "reveal" Motoko.
Hanku looks at his watch-"Right…about…NOW! (he turns around and holds his hand out) HALT!
Motoko, again, dumbfounded by this demand stopped a foot away from Hanku.
"(snicker) If you're going to continue this chase…(snicker)…you might wanna put some clothes on." A series of camera flashes flood Motoko's eyes and face with fear, anger, and pure humiliation. With no other choice, Motoko begins to run for her room, but ironically, Hanku is chasing HER with his camera continuing to shoot.
"Oh, c'mon, first you're wanting to obliterate your public embarrassment, now you're camera shy. You know, it's so funny; the golden opportunity in this moment is so HYSTERICAL, that I'm not even shooting you! (faces his camera to the wall and takes pictures of it) IT'S CRAZY!"
Motoko slams the door to her room and locks it. Hanku smirks and walks downstairs with Sara and Su waiting for results.
"Was Operation: Slut Payback a success, sir?"
"Envy those who are victorious! And pity those who are defeated by the victorious! Yes Banana-Splitter, the slut got SOME of her payback. Operation: Slut Payback isn't even finished!"
Kitsune comes downstairs herself, with a hangover-"Damn, Hanku! What was all that about?"
"That doesn't shit right now. I got a question. When you shoved that magazine into Motoko's face about that model; did you say his name was Kaito?"
"Yeah, he's coming here to Japan in 2 years. Why do you ask?"
"…Shit…oh God…"
That night, around 12:30 am, Motoko sneaks out of her room and into Kitsune's room. She scavenges through her stuff.
"Dammit, that slut. Where did she put it?" She looks over to a sleeping Kitsune with a Playgirl magazine in her arms."
"Perfect"
Motoko creeps over to the sleeping drunk and tries to pull the magazine out of her arms, but is suddenly grabbed by the arm.
"(groans)…how much…is it?"
Apparently, she was sleep talking. Motoko slightly flinched, but quickly recovered by finding a nearby, empty bottle of sake, and holding it to Kitsune's face. Kitsune smells the alcohol and grabs it with both her hands releasing her grip with both Motoko and the magazine.
"…whew…close call"
She grabs the magazine and heads for Hanku's room, whom is sleeping just as soundly as Kitsune. With her stealth abilities, Motoko is easily able to place the magazine in his arms. With a triumphant look on her face, Motoko leaves the room and turns in.
Upon her leaving his room, Hanku opens eyes and smirks.
"Clever bitch! Very clever indeed!"
Hanku takes the magazine in his arms and his box of ALL of his porn magazines and leaves his room.
NEXT MORNING
"KYYYAAAAHHHHHHH!" The scream of Shinobu has a policy to freak people out at the least favorable moment, especially at 6:00 am.
Everybody gathers at Shinobu's room (except Hanku).
"WHO PUT THIS MAGAZINE UNDERNEATH POOR SHINOBU'S PILLOW?"
"You all might find me a pervert, but I guarantee I don't read yaois, Naru."
"Do we have to talk about this now? My hangover is taking its toll on my head and back."
"NO ONE GOES BACK TO BED UNTIL SHINOBU'S OFFENDER IS FOUND! AND BY MY SWORD I SWEAR HE/SHE WILL BE FOUND!"
SLAM! Shinobu's bedroom door slams open revealing a very tired and worn out Hanku.
"Boy! You look like shit Han--."
"SHUT UP KEITARO!"
Everybody keeps quiet from Hanku's remark, until he walks past everybody, towards Kitsune.
"Ummmm…hi."
Hanku turns Kitsune around, still with a tired look, and punches her back with a great amount of force.
"AHHHHHHH…YOU BASTARD! YOU BROKE MY…oh." The drunk realized that she just moved her back without the feeling of pain.
Hanku then walks to the magazine, opens it and reveals…"Property of Motoko Aoyama"
"Now if everyone will SHUT UP, and GO BACK TO BED we can sleep through this ordeal. By the way, if you want to interrogate the suspect any further, go to her room." He walks towards the door, turns around, and before slamming the door again…
Everyone scampered up to Motoko's room and find the unearthly, unthinkable discovery of a floor full of dirty magazines.
Motoko gave Hanku the most terrifying death glare-"Hanku…"
"Who gives a RAT'S ASS if I did it anyway." He slams the door.
Upon him dragging himself back to his room, his past caught up with him.
"DOPE…(slaps the front of his face) I just ruined it. Everything became exposed. DAMN YOU SANDMAN!"
BOOM! Shinobu's door explodes with a pissed off Motoko AND Naru.
"Shizer…AHHHHHHH!" Hanku runs his ass off again, this time, in the desperation of surviving. He runs around the entire house in his tank-top undergarment and boxers before ending back up in his room. He enters with a sigh of relief, but is interrupted by someone shouting…
"SECTOR B-12 LOCKDOWN!" Thick titanium alloy covers the walls, windows, and doors in Hanku's room where he's left in complete darkness.
"Damn, Su's security system must've experienced a glitch again. Now where is that flashlight? Ah! Here it is."
He turns the flashlight on and points the light above him (as if he was telling a ghost story), but to his dismay, two other people, rather women, were also shown in the light. Hanku immediately flushes white and has eyes bulge out in fear as he sees the two crack their knuckles. He turns to the readers in a weak, whispering tone…
"……mother."
Everyone else is just outside Hanku's room with a concerned look, until they all flinch at the enormous sound of punches, kicks, wall slamming, furniture being demolished, some of them might've slightly heard bone cracklings. That didn't make them sick to their stomach though, what made them sick was that the heard screaming and shouting, pleads for help. They even heard…
"(beatdown)…SHIT…(beatdown)…FUCK…(beatdown)…AHHHH…(beatdown)."
This series of destruction and pain continued for 15 minutes, until they heard…
"Sector B-12 lockdown override" The titanium doors and walls rose back up into the ceiling, and the two goddesses of pain and suffering walked out of the room with a sick look of pleasure and satisfaction.
Some of the others actually had the stomach in looking into Hanku's room/doomsday location, but they wouldn't have a stomach for long as upon the first glance of what looked like Hanku's corpse, would bring sudden barfness upon their souls. Su, Sara, Kitsune, and Keitaro took no pleasure in experiencing this.
(A/N: I know what you're thinking: Su BARFING! Yeah right! However, isn't it also true that Motoko and Naru NEVER EVER beat Keitaro's ass at the same time in the same room? Make it a note.)
It's a good thing that Hanku has Su's friendship. There was some good news and some bad news in that friendship though.
The good news, Su had an immediate cure for Hanku's hellish experience.
The bad news, knowing Su, the cure for this was Su's very own "curry cure", and it took her 5 hours to make it (11:15 am).
Su shows up in Hanku's room in a mad scientist coat with lab goggles on her head with a lab beaker fizzing rapidly.
"Open his mouth."
Keitaro and Sara open up the "hatch", and Su pours/dumps the ¼ gallon concoction in the fighter's mouth. Steam and smoke begin to pour out of Hanku's mouth and ears. Hanku opens his eyes WIDE, and he sits up, but doesn't move. Now he begins to turn red and sweat, until…
"BUUURRRRRPPPPP…(he clenches his fist)…THAT'S A SPICY MEAT-BALL!"
During lunch, Hanku made his apologies to everyone, especially Shinobu and Motoko; although Shinobu forgave him, Motoko, of course, wasn't the forgiving type.
Afterwards, Kitsune made the suggestion of having a karaoke night in slight celebration of ending their current war, but everyone figured, "Why the fuck not?"
However, in order to get this party underway Kitsune and Haruka needed their booze. Su, Sara, and Naru took care of Su's indoor, miniature amphitheater. Haruka and Kitsune had to take care of the teahouse. Keitaro had landlord business to attend to. Without anything left to do, Mutsumi, Motoko, and Hanku had no other choice, but to gather the food and drinks for the occasion. As much as Motoko and Hanku despised each other's souls, they saw no other way to get themselves out of the ordeal.
"Aw, c'mon you two. It'll be fun."
"Mutsumi, in this chemistry between kendo girl and myself, is something that a watermelon-loving, turtle-breeding, Okinawan, such as yourself, would NEVER understand."
"This'll be the only time I'll agree with this bastard."
"Ara, Ara, sorry for bringing up the topic."
"That's your first strike, Okinawan."
End of chp. 7
That ends PAYBACK'S A BITCH, but now we open up another plot. I figured Motoko, giving Hanku some payback would please some of ya'lls spirits, but you gotta admit, Motoko and Naru tag-teaming on a single individual, is like stickin' your nose down a meat-grinder.
Thanx everybody for the reviews, especially TVSH, your idea gave me a few ideas of my own. So…YOU ROCK!
Also, thanx Lee3 for your breakfast dish, it should come in handy in the future.
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