Like I even have to say I don't own Leagal Drug or the characters...
"Welcome back."
"Did you miss me?" Kakei gestured invitingly to the space beside him on the couch.
When Saiga sat down, he used actions to show him just how much he'd been missed.
But ever the tease, Kakei stopped short of unbuttoning Saiga's pants. "So, how are our boys doing?"
"Not bad, I'd say. Kudo was just going back to their room. He looked a little flushed. Things must have heated up, and he had to step out for a breather." Kakei chuckled and Saiga growled deep in his throat as he was massaged through his black jeans. He pulled Kakei's hands away and slowly laid him back until he was looming over top of him.
He dominantly captured the smaller man's lips in a powerful kiss and was just about to raise things to the next level when they were abruptly interrupted by a knock at the door.
Saiga didn't move off of Kakei when the owner of the Green Drug Store turned his head and beckoned in their visitor.
Rikuo took in the two men on the couch and didn't bat an eye. It's true that he was very skilled at hiding his emotions, but his day had honestly been so weird that uncovering the barely concealed relationship between Kakei and Saiga was hardly earth shattering.
"Can we help you with something?" Kakei didn't give a second's thought as to what his employee would have normally thought to be walking in on them. Saiga watched Rikuo cooly watching them and slowly trailed his tongue along Kakei's neckline.
Rikuo averted his eyes.
"I need to talk." His voice was tighter than usual, and he didn't seem to be able to get rid of the annoyed tick or the urgent undertone, which for Rikuo, meant that something was seriously bothering him.
"What seems to be the problem?" Rikuo glanced at them again and said nothing. With a hearty sigh, Saiga retired to the opposite end of the couch and closed his eyes (not that they could tell).
"I- wanted to know why I'm doing this job. What's going to happen? What are you after?"
"Well, I have a question for you. Why the sudden interest? You've never asked questions before, Rikuo."
"Because-" He swore to himself that he wouldn't mention what had happened earlier- that it hadn't really happened at all. He wasn't comfortable acknowledging what he'd thought when he walked through that door. "This just seems more out of the ordinary that usual. Does Kazahaya know that he's involved?"
Kakei contemplated Rikuo for a moment. "Would it bother you if he didn't?"
"No," he answered reflexively. He'd become so set in his ways of putting Kazahaya down that it didn't sound false.
"Good. Because I haven't seen fit to let him know what I'm doing. But if it worries you, the things I'm asking you to do only have a minor effect on the larger picture. Ask him yourself if anything has happened to him as a result of what I've had you do. This job is strictly observational."
Rikuo nodded, no more at ease and a good deal more confused than before. He wasn't asking Kazahaya for an explanation, though, that much was for sure.
"Did he get the bag I sent up?"
"Yes." He knew Kazahaya had seen the bag of split bandages, and Rikuo had cleaned them up and placed the bag on his roommate's bed before leaving the room so there was no doubt that they were for his hand. Why Rikuo hadn't been allowed to just hand him the bag was a mystery.
"And are you going to continue with this job?"
"Yes."
"Then there's nothing to trouble yourself about. I've set you up a bed in the storage room for the night. I'll pay you for your services tomorrow night."
'What services?' he thought pointlessly. But none of this made any sense. He hadn't done anything but take some bandages upstairs and walk down the street to buy Saiga some cigarettes.
And that in and of itself was odd, because the older man didn't smoke. Saiga was acting odd. Kakei was acting odd. Kazahaya was acting REALLY odd.
Rikuo shook his head and left the two men to their own affairs as he went to the store room. He'd get to the bottom of all this in the morning, or else he wasn't sure he'd want to go back to his room tomorrow night.
When he'd gone, Saiga locked the door and recreated the scene that Rikuo had walked in on. But he had to ask first...
"Strictly observational, huh?"
"Almost," Kakei chuckled.
"So what's really going on with the two of them?"
"I'm not entirely sure yet."
"Then this elaborate scheme is..."
"To prove that it doesn't have to make sense to be right." Kakei gently kissed Saiga and the conversation died away as the two, for the moment, moved on to activities that didn't require words. Everything would become clear soon.
Yeah, don't you all hope it make more sense soon? Boy this was a quick chapter. No idea what happens next...(I have it written down somewhere, don't worry) Until then, later!
