I Hate Everything About You
Chapter 3
Disclaimer: I do not own any original characters. So there :p
A/N: Hey, lookie there, I'm doin' pretty good. Lol. Okay, well, I've had some stuff to do, like partying before school starts back up. Heh. Don't tell on me. Hee hee.
Lynk was the first one up that morning. Everyone had been up late and since Ryn and Gohan had taken off work to do this project, no one else had to work. She had gotten a granola bar and a bottle of Cran Grape Juice before she crept silently into the guy's room to wake Kokuseki.
She slipped passed all the guys to the bed on the farthest side where Kokuseki lye sound asleep. Lynk sat down on the side of the bed and shook him. He woke up and sat up slowly. "Hey, baby." He whispered.
"Mornin'." She whispered back. "We gotta get moving. We have to shoot that video."
"I know." He nodded.
Trunks blinked a couple of times. His bed near Kokuseki's, he heard them even though they were whispering. Damn Saiyan hearing, he thought. He placed one arm across his eyes and watched the two, listening now to their conversation.
"We're shooting Electric Cucumber today aren't we?" Kokuseki asked, he wrapped an arm around Lynk.
"Yeah." She replied, smiling.
"That means I get to see you in that lovely leather ensemble." He said, with a smirk.
"Yeah." She smiled.
Trunks rolled his eyes. Seeing Lynk in leather wasn't something new to him, but that didn't mean it wasn't a site to ignore either. With Lynk's curvaceous body, it was quite the enjoyable thing to see her in. Damn that bastard.
"Let's get moving." Lynk said.
"Hang on." Kokuseki said, he pulled her closer to him and kissed her.
Trunks coughed which made Lynk move away from him. She stood up and said, "Hurry up or we'll be late, we don't need Seldon down our backs about us being late all the time."
"I know."
Lynk walked pretty quickly out the door. They had only a half an hour to get to the studio.
"Enjoying yourself?" Kokuseki asked Trunks as soon as Lynk had shut the door behind her.
"What do you mean?" Trunks asked, he yawned to make it seem like he didn't know what had transpired.
"Well, you obviously don't want to see me and Lynk together. Are you enjoying yourself in making sure we don't get to be together for too long?"
"Look man," Trunks said. "I dunno what your problem is, but if you haven't noticed all of us guys are sleeping in here. Now, I didn't rip out your throat, but I did make it so she'd leave. I'm sorry but I don't exactly want to see her mashing faces with the guy next to me first thing in the morning. Getting her out of here was the nicest thing I could have done to you. If it were one of her brothers you probably wouldn't be standing here right now."
Kokuseki frowned, but got out of bed and changed his clothes. He couldn't understand what had Trunks so against him and Lynk. Yeah, Lynk was his ex, but obviously Lynk wasn't into him any more, and he wasn't into her any more. Dammit. What the hell could he do?
Lynk was sitting at the kitchen table tapping her fingers on the tabletop when Kokuseki finally made it downstairs. "Ready?" he asked.
"Been waiting on you." She said with a smirk.
"Well, let's go."
The two headed out the front door and got into Kokuseki's 2000 custom black with red and orange flames Lamborghini. They arrived at the studio in less than ten minutes since it wasn't too far away and the traffic was surprisingly light. They had met up with their hairdressers and make up artists as they were rushed inside to get ready for the video they were about to shoot.
Trunks had come down the stairs the moment Kokuseki and Lynk had fled the apartment. Bored to death already and it was only 9 a.m. he decided to go down to the studio and watch them make it. And he wanted to hear this new band of Lynk's.
He had managed to follow Kokuseki's Lamborghini to the studio. He'd even managed to get inside the studio with out any one trying to keep him out. He found a comfortable spot in the back where he would have a good view and also seem practically invisible in the dark. He'd heard the manager shout that this would be the only place for shooting the video and that it would be completed today.
"Bad Blood, Electric Cucumber." Stated a small man wearing a red shirt and khakis. "Let's get the back up out here." About ten people dressed in florescent yellows, green, oranges, and pinks came out onto the set, which was more or less a stage with a couple of couches, lots of pillows and drinks on the table, there was a green screen behind it too. The table, though, had a pole coming out of it that reached up like in a strip club Trunks could only guess that some form of special effects would be used as well. "Bring out the band."
The first people out were two guys wearing black leather pants, they were twins, Trunks realized. They both had lime green hair, one had dark blue pants with a red top on, and the other had red pants with a orange shirt on. A third man followed out on stage, he had long red hair that was in a ponytail that reached his waist, he had on a yellow shirt and a leather collar, with a pair of leather boots and green shorts. Kokuseki came out, followed by Lynk. Kokuseki had a pair of leather pants that flared at the bottom with a pink shirt. Pansy, Trunks thought. He noticed Lynk's outfit and nearly fell over. She had on a pair of very short leather shorts, a top that surprisingly covered her fairly large breasts, it crossed over one and wrapped around her then crossed over the other one. She had on knee height leather boots, her hair was down and cut! The long silver locks that Trunks had just seen that morning were now layered and only to her shoulders. He was so surprised by this look, especially when she turned to look at her director and Trunks saw the black make up. She looked so sexy.
"Cue music." The director called, "Places. Action!"
Guitars began to play and the cameras moved around the room. It looked like an electric orgy. Lynk was bobbing to the beat and Kokuseki began to sing, "Hey baby scratch your number, on my electric cucumber."
Lynk was now on the table crawling towards the camera. "Crawling on my hands and knees, like some rubber cockroach in a striptease." She sat up and rolled her stomach. She put her face in the camera and said, "I can see inside your mind now. I know just what you want…and how. You know just what I want, just do it…do it do it. That voice inside your head…. Listen to it…listen to it…" she moved away from the camera and back to a pole, where Kokuseki slid under her legs and Lynk said as she pressed against the pole, "Hey baby scratch your number, on my electric cucumber."
Kokuseki slid a hand up her leg and said, "hey baby scratch your number, on my electric cucumber." After each time Lynk would say it. They repeated this twice.
She turned him over and sat on his stomach in a split and sang, "Rubber-leather, p.v.c…wrapped and trapped inside your fantasy."
"Cut." The director called. "That was great, you two. Okay, people. We need the computers set up."
Two computers were set on the table and Lynk was at one and another man at the other. They had a web came on them, but Lynk was being recorded from in the front and so was one of the twins from the band who Trunks had noticed was the man at the other computer.
"Action." The director called when they were ready.
"Cyber sex queen made for action…pay the price for satisfaction." She was playing with the camera, something she had learned how to do well. The man from the other lip-synced the part that had been recorded by Lynk and replied by Kokuseki.
"Hey baby scratch your number-on my electric cucumber." This was repeated twice as the two played the roles of two hot young people having cyber sex.
"Cut." The director called again. "That was great. Now let's get rid of the cameras. We need Derek out here."
The orange haired man came on the stage. "You and Lynk have this scene." The director told him.
"Oh yes, I know." Derek winked.
Derek sat down on the neon blue couch. Lynk sat on the table with her legs crossed in a very sexy way. "Action!"
Lynk slid off the table and started to crawl again. "Crawling on my hands and knees, like some rubber cockroach in a strip tease."
Derek lip-synced as he reached out for Lynk, "Fetish kitten come to daddy no…trust me come to daddy."
Lynk moved into the chair with him and he stroked her leg and she sang, "Domination, penetration."
Derek lip-synced, "She's my little plastic playstation." As he sang this he stroked her stomach and Lynk acted in her sexual manner of throwing back her head and raising her hips.
"Ac/dc s&m discipline," he had turned Lynk over and swatted her behind.
Lynk called out, "Goodnight…amen…goodnight…amen. Just use your head, use your head."
"Cut. Okay let's get Kokuseki out here for this scene." Kokuseki joined Lynk on the table and kissed her cheek. "Pin her against the bar." The director ordered and Kokuseki didn't hesitate to follow orders. "Action."
The music played and the chorus rang. Kokuseki attacked her throat and would pause to say to her after the music would play her part. "Hey baby scratch your number-on my electric cucumber." He lifted her up and said, "On my electric cucumber…my Japanese cu-cucumber…on my electric cu-cucumber."
Lynk sang out, "Eat me beat me treat me like your favorite backdoor whore!"
Lynk broke out and sang with Kokuseki touching her body as they sang, "Hey baby scratch your number, on my electric cucumber. Hey baby scratch your number, on my electric cucumber."
Lynk continued, "Crawling on my hands and knees, yeah, ac/dc s&m…s&m."
Kokuseki laid her on the ground and Lynk sang, "Eat me beat me treat me like your favorite backdoor whore. Eat me beat me treat me like your favorite backdoor whore."
"Cut. Ok. Kokuseki I want you to pull Lynk's back against you. I want Derek crouching in front of Lynk, facing her. Toku and Toki, I want you two up against the two girls in the yellow. Everyone on the table." Everyone got into their places and the director called action for the final scene.
Lynk sang, "Crawling on my hands and knees, like some rubber cockroach in a stripe tease."
Then Kokuseki sang "Come and have a blow if you think I'm hard enough." They were all touching everyone. Derek even licked Lynk's stomach. " Come and have a blow if you think I'm hard enough. Come and have a blow if you think I'm hard enough."
"And that's a rap!" the director called out. Trunks had to run out of there. He was so full of different feelings. One he knew he could take care of pretty quickly in the bathroom. The others he would most likely end up in therapy for.
Lynk descended the set and was followed by the band. "I'm gonna go take a quick shower in the dressing room to get this glitter and crap off." Lynk said to Kokuseki.
"Okay." He wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered in her ear, "Ya want me to come?"
Lynk chuckled. "Not this time." She smirked and walked off. The dressing rooms were down a fairly long hallway. She opened the door to the room and thankfully there was no one occupying it. Her clothes from that morning were still sitting on the stool, folded neatly into a small pile. She remembered Kokuseki's clothes stylist saying that there were towels in the bathrooms. So Lynk walked to the other end of the room and opened a door that led into a fairly large bathroom. It had three five by five foot stalls and three showers, on the right side there was a whole wall made of mirrors and five sinks.
In the corner near the showers she found a cabinet where the towels were kept. Lynk took one big, powder pink, towel from the cabinet and placed it on the bench next to the shower. She began undressing and placing her costume on the other bench.
Trunks could hear someone moving in the large dressing room bathroom. It was only one person and they weren't making much noise. He finished what he was doing and quietly opened the stall door a crack. He peered out of the crack to where the noises were. It surprised him to see Lynk there undressing. He watched quietly as she slipped out of her leather ensemble and move into the shower.
It had been a long time since he had seen Lynk's body. Yet he couldn't forget how she looked. Her skin a milky color. Her stomach flat and her hips were just right. He had half a mind to go over there, strip his clothes, and climb into that shower with her. He would have too, if he hadn't heard the door open from the other end of the room.
He watched someone he had never seen before move silently through the bathroom. They paused in front of the shower that Lynk occupied. Trunks watched with a careful eye as the man reached down and picked up the leather costume Lynk had been wearing and pull them to his face and inhale the scent of her. What kind of freak is this? He asked himself. The man set down the costume and picked up the other set of clothing and repeated inhaling her scent. He set down that set and glanced at the shower.
Trunks watched carefully. The man reached out to the curtain, but was yanked back and hit the ground. The man yelled. A screech was heard as the curtain of the shower was yanked back. The man had fainted from the force Trunks had used knocking him back. Trunks turned to look at Lynk. He noticed that Lynk was naked. She reached for the towel and wrapped it around her small body. Trunks continued to stare at her. Why did he have to feel this way?
"What? It's not like you haven't seen me naked before." Lynk said, rolling her eyes. "What happened?" she asked looking at the unconscious man on the floor.
"I was in the bathroom stall and I heard someone come in. I had already seen you come in. But that guy was really weird. He smelled your clothes. He was going to open the shower curtain." Trunks shrugged.
"Um…Dude, that's Adrae. He's my clothing designer, and he's gay. He's weird like that. He smells my clothes to see if the perfume he uses on them stays on both kinds of clothes after shooting a video." She turned to him and put one hand on her hip the other holding her towel up around her breasts, and said, "What the hell are you doing here anyway?"
"Um…" Trunks looked around to try and come up with a good excuse. "I was invited."
"By whom?" Lynk asked, she tilted her head to the left with an interesting hmmm?
"Uh…Kokuseki." Trunks lied.
"Doubtful." Lynk rolled her eyes. "He would have told me if he was inviting you. What are you really doing here?"
Trunks sighed. "I wanted to hear your new band."
"And what did you think of it?"
"You really wanna know?" he asked, raising his eyebrows.
"Yeah." Lynk nodded.
"It was…uh…different." Trunks said with difficulty finding the words to describe it.
"So you didn't like it?" Lynk asked, then shrugged. "I quite liked the leather with the neon colors myself. It's going to air on Tokyo Top 100 next week." She smiled. "By then the special effects will have been added and it will look super kinky."
"Kinky?" Trunks repeated.
"Oh yeah." Lynk nodded with fake enthusiasm.
"Um…Okay, well, I'm gonna head back to Ryn's."
"As you should be." Lynk said with her superior tone.
Trunks just looked at blandly before walking out of the bathroom leaving Lynk to get dressed. Tonight he was going to piss her off so badly just so Kokuseki could see who she really was under that cuddly exterior.