Hotel Nowhere
Chapter Two
By Ame Rokugatsu

Disclaimer: Summer, Lupin, Ryoshi, Kyo, and Yuki are mine…oh, and the pool boy too. Otherwise I don't own it.

WARNINGS: This should be for sixteen and up but not rated R. It's rated for suggestive themes.

They all piled out of the bus once they reached the docks, some faster than others. Summer smiled cheerfully and ignored the looks of utter hatred. She looked around the docks and had to admit she wasn't impressed. It was grimy, dirty, dingy, and smelly. The boats weren't that much better either.

The boss walked with confidence towards on of the larger boats. "It's this one. Hurry up now. We need to be there at least two days before the contestants arrive. That ought to give you enough time to clean and get settled in."

"How long will it take for us to get there?" One of the maids questioned.

"Depending on the weather it will take anywhere from one to two days."

They all grabbed their bags and trudged up the gang plank, Summer with Lupin at her heels. Everyone went to their assigned rooms with their roommate. Summer was the exception, besides the boss, because Lupin was an exceptionally big dog.

Normally Summer would be delighted with the fact that the twins were staying so near (the room next to hers) but to her dismay the walls were rather thin and Yuki and Kyo couldn't keep their hands off each other. She decided to go on top deck until they quieted down, which didn't look like it would be happening any time soon, as she saw the pool boy going into their room as she was leaving hers. Blackmail would have been a potential answer to her problems if it wasn't for the fact that none of them cared who knew.

Summer wandered up the stairs, past the boss's room, while Lupin followed, nails clicking on the floor. After a brief struggle with the heavy door at the top of the stairs, Summer managed to push it open. Her nose was met with the tangy ocean air and crisp evening wind. The sky was the dark purple of twilight fading into a dark blue with a smattering of stars in the sky. The boat rocked gently in the mellow waves. It was rather peaceful, without the distracting moans.

She started to walk around the deck with Lupin faithfully trotting at her side. Normally she would have let him wander off, but several of the crew did not look like the type she'd want to be alone with for even a minute. If there was one thing she had learned over the course of her life it was to follow her instincts.

Then again, when Lupin wasn't acting like a stupid lab, he had quite sharp instincts as well. If Summer hadn't kept him by her side, he wouldn't have left her. Several of these men smelled of danger and other's fear and pain.

Turning a corner they came across the ship's captain. The fur on Lupin's back rose briefly before settling down. He made a soft woofing noise, the captain smelled nice. The captain smelled of old leather books and parchment, not of fear or pain.

The captain was an older gentleman with graying hair. He smiled and held his hand out for Lupin to smell. "He is friendly isn't he?"

Summer nodded. Lupin was impeccable when it came to judging character. Until she had Lupin's approval she would be cautious of him, as nice as he seemed. Lupin butted his head against the offered hand, shamelessly begging for scratches.

Lupin made a pleased noise when the captain replied. Summer relaxed and laughed lightly. "Yes, he's very friendly and absolutely shameless when it comes to being petted." She shook her head in slight amusement.

The captain chuckled. "So why are you up here instead of down below like everyone else?"

"Noisy neighbors."

The captain looked at her in confusion, but she offered no further explanation. The door to the bunks opened and two more co-workers came out. They looked at Summer and realized that even she couldn't handle them. They wandered over to make friendly conversation.

"So what's the name of the island we're goin' ta?" Summer asked the captain. "The boss didn't tell us."

"It's called Hanging Neck Island."

"How cheerful."

The four of them quickly fell into light conversation and parted company two hours later. The captain had to get back to his job and the other two wanted to go back below. Summer stopped them. "It's only been two hours, I'd give 'em another half hour. Those boys have quite a bit of stamina."

The two sighed in dismay and wandered off to walk around the deck. Summer chuckled and headed off in the opposite direction. Lupin got up from his sprawled position on the deck and quickly trotted to catch up with his mistress. They turned another corner only to have their path blocked by a rather large crewman who had a rather nasty glint in his eyes. Lupin was growling low enough that only Summer, who was next to him, could hear him. Summer got a bad feeling about this.

"Well, well, what's a pretty little thing like you doin' by yourself? Maybe lookin' for some company?" He chuckled lecherously.

Summer raised an eyebrow. "I came ta get away from the noise and ta get some fresh air. I see that I shall have ta go else where." She turned to walk away. The burly crewman grabbed her arm with the intention of dragging her into the cabin next to them. It was rarely checked on and fairly sound proof. The crewman licked his chapped lips in anticipation.

Lupin went rigid. His growl became clearly audible and his large teeth visible. The fur on his back stood straight up. He crouched. Summer's robin egg blue eyes narrowed, that was all he needed. His police dog training kicked in. He lunged for the crewman's groin. His fangs sank home. The salty sweet blood rushed into his mouth. (1)

The crewman wailed like a banshee and let go of his mistress's arm. Mission accomplished.

Summer calmly walked a few paces away. Normally she would be tempted to leave Lupin alone with the crewman, but she didn't want Lupin to be put down for "attacking" him. She stopped for a moment and gave a high pitched whistle. Lupin let go and trotted to her side. Then they walk to away to go down below, leaving the crewman writhing in agony.

They passed the captain on their way down the stairs. Summer informed him of the crewman's condition, how he ended up like that, and that she would be filing a report against the crewman. They sauntered past the captain and went back to Summer's room.

Summer flopped down on her bed and stared at the ceiling. It was fairly quite now. The only noise she heard from the twins and the pool boy were the soft purrs and murmurs of conversation of the aftermath. Much less annoying. She sighed and got back up.

She tossed her shoes across the room, hung up her coat and hat, and dug out her nightgown. Her nightgown consisted of an over sized navy t-shirt and a pair of black bicycle shorts. She brushed her teeth and crawled into bed.

Lupin hopped onto the foot of the bed and curled up. Summer smiled at him. "So what will it be tonight?" She asked reaching into her bag at the side of the bed. She dug around, blindly. She pulled out one of the books she had packed. "Ah, Stephen King. A good choice.

With a malicious smirk she propped her pillow up she was leaning against the wall, the thin wall that separated her and two of the maids that she despised. With a wicked chuckle she opened the book and began to read aloud to Lupin knowing full well that the two maids could hear her and the creepy book. The boys in the other room could hear her as well, but they liked Stephen King, not that they were paying much attention to anything but each other.

Bright and early they arrived at the island the next morning. Yuki, Kyo, and their boyfriend were pleasantly rested. The boss did not look so good as he suffered from motion sickness. Summer was surprisingly well rested and cheerful considering that she read until eleven o' clock that evening before turning in for the night. The two maids on the other side of her room had large dark circles around their eyes and looked as though they had not slept a wink, which in fact they hadn't. The rest of hotel workers were in varying states. (2)

As a group, they approached the stately hotel. It was very large and white. Unfortunately it needed at lot of work with only three days to do it. The surrounding grounds that were not part of the forest were over run with weeds, the walls on the outside were a grayish color in desperate need of a scrubbing, the inside of the building was covered in a layer of thick dust as it was only occupied once a year for a few weeks at a time. Not to mention all the windows were covered in a thick layer of grime and not only did they only have three days to make the entire hotel shine from top to bottom, they also only had those three days to clean the fighting arena and stands as well. Oh, joy.

First thing was first though, which completely overruled the boss. He wanted them to start cleaning the hotel first instead of the rooms they would be staying in. The boss only had to clean his room and his office but everyone else had to clean the rest of the hotel, maid or not. They all knew that they wouldn't have enough energy to clean their rooms that evening without collapsing in a state of exhaustion. When the boss spoke of his plan Summer summed up what they all thought of that in a few short elegant words.

"In a word, no. In two words, no, no. In three words, fuck off bitch." (3)

Summer and the twins claimed their rooms and hijacked cleaning supplies from the homophobic maids. They had their own cleaning supplies mind you, but it was so much fun to provoke them… The boss forced them to give them back when the maids suffered a nervous break down. In all honesty the terrible trio couldn't see why they had to give them back, the maids refused to touch the cleaning supplies in fear (read sheer stupidity) of homosexuality or insanity being a transferable "disease." Kyo commented that if it was transferable that wouldn't care after they got it because they would be to busy having hot lesbian sex with each other… It took a lot of begging, pleading, convincing, and some blackmail from Summer and Yuki to the boss from firing him…

Anyways they managed to get a good portion of the hotel cleaned and were planning on finishing the hotel tomorrow and then dedicate the rest of the next day to the stadium, which was going to be used the most. So it was a fairly productive day sans the occasional employee sniffing the various cleaning products and having to pry the main chef's assistant off the ceiling when he found a giant roach in the kitchen while cleaning. Summer made sure to get lots of pictures, they could come in handy later. That and the nest of mice she had found. She had moved them to a safe location outside but made a mental note of where they were.

Ryoshi, Summer's cat, had been uncrated as soon as she had landed and the cat immediately went after the boss's coffee pot. She had torn up his hand pretty well when he tried to take it away from her. Ah, yes. The hideous effects of withdrawal.

The next day with much groaning and cursing of the bright sunlight that dared to penetrate the thick curtains, Summer got up. She got dressed, had about half of her coffee before Ryoshi got to it. She attempted to put on her shoes, but Lupin made off with one of them again. Then she decided to skip shoes as she was by far more comfortable bare foot.

Quite a few hours later, almost exactly at dusk, they finally managed to get the entirety of the hotel cleaned and weeded. They all (except the lazy boss who did nothing) ate ravenously like a pack of half starved hyenas before pretty much collapsing. They got up the next day and had to speed clean the arena because the guests and the contestants would be arriving at almost exactly noon tomorrow. And yet they managed some how.

Though it might have helped that boss decided to help (read blackmailed) them clean. That night Summer and a good portion of the employees did a load of laundry to clean their casual clothes that had gotten filthy in the process of cleaning. Before going to bed Summer made sure to set out her rather unique version of her uniform. Tomorrow was going to be a very big and interesting day. As she drifted off into sleep, Lupin at the foot of the bed and Ryoshi on the pillow next to her, Summer couldn't help wondering what kind of tournament it was and what the contestants would be like. She also wondered why Yuki and Kyo kept mentioning demons. Everyone knew that demons weren't real…

Ame here. The next chapter should be up in the next few days. Mind you that I can only write this while I'm at school because my mother took away my computer so I would focus on school work. That means at home while I do have acsess to a computer and the internet it's in the office and my mom works from home so I'm sharing the office space with her and that means she can turn around anytime and well…
I think you get the point. Anyways, please review. If you aren't a author leave your email address if you want me to contact you, ne?

(1) Police dogs are trained to go for the groin (the inner thigh) if there is no visible weapon, otherwise they aim for the arm. Dogs that are not trained to police standards go for the throat, animal instinct.

(2) Yuki and Kyo's parents taught them the value of sharing a little too well…

(3) I have been known to say this on varying subjects…anyone can use it if they want.

You- ya
You'll- ya'll
You're- ya're
Yours- yas
My- mah
To- ta

SkitzofranicCrazyPhysco- Yup, Summer speaks Japanese. Things would be rather, oh I don't know, difficult if she couldn't. She is originally from New Orleans, Mississippi, USA. So she has a bit of an accent. I know it sounds weird, but hell, I learned Japanese when I lived in California but couldn't speak a word of Spanish.

The demons will come in the next chapter. I was going to put them here but it's getting really long and I'm a little short on ideas.

Starfall88- Yes, squirrels are evil. However I find them to be more annoying than dangerous. Thanks for reviewing this story as well as my other ones. I can also help you not make a Harry Potter Mary Sue if you like. I have a bit more time these days, but not much.

LaBOBuren- My Yuki and Kyo are nothing like the ones from Fruits Basket, but it would be quite interesting if those two couldn't keep their hands to themselves as well, ne? …Yum…No, no, no! Bad Hentai!