Chapitre 10. Yes, my tenth chapter, and the spelling of 'chapter' at the beginning is the French translation of the word. Just because I felt like writing in my French-Quebecoise language. So yeah.

Anyways, I want to finish this chapter quickly because I have so many damn future ideas in mind! Jeez. I'm such a loser. Haha.

Anyways, Chapter 10!

Chapter 10

Naughty or Nice

Sitting uncomfortably in his seat, Matt shifted slightly, attempting to gain some sort of control over just how uncomfortable he felt. Instead, he only managed to cause his pants to shift, pressing tighter against the source of all his woes, passions, and hate. However, the source, like always, was happy. Very happy, in fact, which made him want to swear, curse, and run off to the bathroom to take a very cold shower. However, there was no room in his schedule for that, seeing as he, Tai, and the cause of his body part's happiness were all sitting in the car, making their way to downtown Odaiba.

The mood in the car was not necessarily tense, but you could feel the gathering of sexual tension from a mile away, and you almost see the source of that tension.

Carefully shifting in the backseat, Mimi attempted to adjust her legs, trying hard not to ruin the carpet on the seats of the car. Running a hand through her hair, she allowed her thoughts to filter through her mind, glancing once to see Matt's concentrated face in the rearview mirror. She wasn't really sure if she wanted him, but she knew one thing – he made her body go crazy with desire. It wasn't an average desire, like she had occasionally felt with Michael during their short, 5-month relationships. It was hot, exciting, wild, and animalistic. It made her want to do things she had never done before, tease him, touch him, have him return the favour, and take him deep within her. But she knew that that would never happen, especially since they were friends, and Matt didn't do virgins.

Sighing softly, she watched as the buildings filtered past the windows, before returning to her thoughts. Yes, she, Mimi Tachikawa, age of 20, was a virgin, and it sucked. She had thought, from time to time, that it was because of such that Michael had broken off their relationship, but she knew the reason was just slightly related to her sexual life.

Fighting the urge to lick at her painted lips, which were the colour of ripe strawberries in the sunlight, she opened her compact mirror, trying to focus on something other than Matt.

It had taken her a while to perfect her make-up, but she knew she looked gorgeous. Her eyelids were coated in a thin layer of red shadow, dabbed at the ends with some white and gold touches. Her lashes were naturally long, and with the added touch of mascara appeared thicker and more lush than usual. She had not bothered with blush, since the cold weather added its own, more beautiful, natural flush to her cheeks.

Closing the compact, she focused her attention on her nails, which were long, and painted a lovely shade of red. While looking at her nails, she realized just how much she wanted to scrape them down Matt's back as she gave into the passion, dig them into his skin as he …

She shifted again, her underwear making her groin feeling extremely uncomfortable. She really had to stop thinking about the erotic Adonis seated in front of her. Or she was likely to die.

He tried to focus on the road, but only came up with images of his lips against her creamy skin, his hands touching the soft, pale flesh slowly, tenderly, erotically and agonizingly slow. He wanted to feel her writhing, twisting, and gasping underneath him, to have her at his beck and call, ready, willing, and waiting.

He felt, more than saw, her look at his reflection, and fought back the urge to grin to himself. He knew that she wanted him; he could tell by the looks she gave him, and the way the flush had crept up her cheeks when she first caught sight of him. He wondered if she was ready now, aching for him to show her the best time of her life.

Fighting back a groan of agony and desire, he forced himself to watch the road, trying hard not to think about Aphrodite seated behind him. But his thoughts wavered slightly to images of her leaning forward and whispering sweet nothings into his ear. Those lush, red lips pressed against his throat as her hands trailed down, and down until …

He slammed on the breaks at the light, just narrowly missing a ticket as he returned to reality. Tai cursed loudly as his seatbelt jerked him back, while Mimi nearly choked on her own.

"What the fuck was that?"

Matt shrugged, leaning back in the seat with relief. "Sorry man, I didn't see the lights change."

He could hear Mimi panting softly for breath, seeing her with a hand pressed to her throat as she leaned forward. He caught a glimpse down the v-neck of her jacket, finding the delectable curve of her soft, creamy breasts.

Turning away, he focused on the light, trying ever so hard not to think about what sat behind him, panting, and gasping, and …

"Oh fuck."

The club was loud and boisterous, the sound of J-pop flowing out into the streets along with the faints echoes of laughter and chatter as the door was flung open. The name of the club was light up by a bright, red neon sign attached vertically to the wall, the words Naughty and Nice glowed in neon pink. Mimi knew that, although the name signified eroticism, it was simply a well-known, wear-what-you-want club, as opposed to most expensive, not-so-casual-dress bars and clubs in Odaiba. No wonder this one made so much money.

Smiling at the bouncer, she flashed her ID, knowing that he wouldn't care if she was twenty, despite the legal age in Japan being 21. All the bouncer wanted was a picture of her, that's all.

Matt followed suit, and then Tai brought up the rear. Once they stepped in they found themselves greeted by a woman at a desk on the side, where they went up to state that they were with the VIP party group. The woman simply smiled in response and gestured towards a staircase on her left, which was blocked by one more bouncer.

Repeating the process, they flashed their ID, and ushered themselves up into the upstairs portion of the club, where they would be able to listen to the music and watch those dancing below them on the floor.

"Mimi! Ah! I'm so glad you came!" Sora practically leapt on Mimi, nearly strangling the poor girl.

Struggling to escape the tight grip of Sora's arms, Mimi fought for air, and finally succeeded in freeing herself of the death grip. Her lips then curled into an impressed, happy smile when she saw what Sora wore.

It was not as revealing as what Mimi wore under her coat, but it made Sora look like a cute, innocent, little porn stars. The skirt of the green dress was short, and lined with pointed red hem. The neck swooped low; pushing her small breasts up to make them appear fuller and larger than they normally did. A black belt lay tightly around her waist, giving her the hourglass figure she normally did not possess, making her hips appear fuller, and her waist as tiny as usual. The sleeves went down just past her elbows, ending in jagged, red hems, the points also lining the collar of the dress. A pair of knee-high, green and black striped stockings went up her legs, while a pair of mid-calf, black leather boots covered her feet. Sora's hair was tied back in a cute pair of pigtails, while a pointed, green and red hat rested upon the top of her head.

It became quite evident that Sora was a naughty, but nice, elf, which caused Tai's mouth to drop, and made him want to whoop with joy. Instead, he gathered her in his arms, before planting a hot, wet kiss on her lips.

"Oh, Tai!"

Mimi glanced back at Matt, who was gawking in awe at his friends' love session, before letting his gaze fall of Mimi … and he choked. Semi-literally.

She had allowed the jacket to slide off of her shoulders, before placing it on the coat rack nearby. The skirt she wore was dangerously short, skimming just above her mid-thigh, and the colour of bright, fire engine red, lined with a faux puff at the bottom, with a black belt keeping it in place. The fuck-me skirt was vinyl, and obviously went with the choker, and, what he supposed Mimi called a top.

Her breasts were full, lush, and nearly completely exposed in the vinyl, red corset she wore. It was short, going down to just under her rib cage, and was, seemingly, only held together by a row of strings in the front that matched the colour of the corset. The spaghetti straps were thin, but did a miraculous job at keeping her breasts from spilling out. A thin layer of white puff lined the top of the corset, just tickling the curve of her breasts.

Tilting her hat slightly, she giggled and smiled at Matt, before gesturing for him to come with her to the bar. She went off, swaying her hips back and forth hypnotically with each step. It took him every ounce of willpower he possessed not to run after her and grab her buttocks tightly. Instead, he let out a groan of fear, before following the beauty ahead of him.

Watching her behind sway with each step, he couldn't help but think about how easy it would be just to lift up that skirt, only a couple of inches, and taste her sweet candy. He knew it would be sweet, he wasn't sure how, but he just knew. There was just something about her that screamed 'I taste like strawberries and cream', which is what she smelt like at the moment. He knew it came from the perfume she had tenderly placed against her throat, and he wanted to nuzzle her, rub his face against her flesh like a delighted cat, and taste her delectable skin.

He could swear he had purred. Or at least almost purred. Shaking his head violently, he forced himself out of the gutter, and tried to focus on his surroundings. The balcony/room was long, and rectangular, with tables expertly placed along the edge by the metal framework balustrade, which was high enough to stop anyone from climbing over or leaning out too far. On each table was a lantern candleholder, bright red to match the red walls and gold carpet. Along the left side of the room was a bar in one corner, and another in the other far end corner. Both bars were large, with mahogany tops and several stools for seating. In the middle was a small stage dedicated to karaoke and anyone who dared dance upon it and make fools of themselves.

Waitresses filtered across the room, all wearing the usual nightclub attire, composed of either low-rider, skintight black pants, or short black skirts, with simple white, red, or black tank tops that forced their breasts to reach for the hemisphere.

Mimi seated herself at a table near the center, managing to cross her legs without flashing the entire room, while Matt simply fought the urge to gawk in amazement at her feat.

Before he had even enough time to reach the table, she had ordered, and, as Matt sat down, smiled at him.

"We're getting some shots first. You like Sourpuss?"

He grinned in return. Maybe this party wouldn't be so bad after all.

"Like a ViiiiiirGIN! Touched for the very FIRST TIME! Oh yeah! Sing with me!"

Tai waved the microphone around as he butchered Madonna's song, while the majority of the VIP section blocked their ears. Only those too drunk to notice were laughing and singing along … off-key, and offbeat.

Matt, not too wasted to be oblivious to the torture, groaned loudly, covering his ears.

"Like a Viiiiiiiiirgin! When your heart BEATS next to MINE! Oh Sora! You're fucking HOT!"

The poor victim blushed a bright red, before ordering another glass of Sex on the Beach, trying hard to get so drunk she would not be able to hear anymore. Maybe then she'd be drunk enough to lie and claim that he wasn't her boyfriend.

"Please, someone take that goddamned thing from him!"

This cry came from Jou, currently dressed up as Jolly Saint Nick having spent his day at the hospital giving gifts out to sick children, while doing his doctor stage at the same time.

Aiko, a drunken, dark-haired friend of Sora's, giggled and laughed, leaning against the victim, nearly spilling her drink as she laughed violently. "Oh, dear Kami, poor Sora. Haha, Tai's so funny. Haha!"

Matt slammed his head on the table, before Mimi finally got up the courage to march – which nobody knew how she was able to do that while wearing a pair of 6" platform stilettos – up to the stage, grab the microphone, and scold Tai.

The poor defenseless Tai widened his eyes in shock, before making a 'O' sound with his mouth and nodded fervently, apparently listening to Mimi, when he had, in fact, not understood a single word she had said. This is what Sake did to poor Taichi Yagami.

Matt couldn't help but laugh as Tai scrambled off the stage while Mimi threatened to sodomize him with the microphone, and Sora giggled along with Aiko, who was near tears.

"Okay everybody! Cut the karaoke! We're going to fucking dance!"

Suddenly the music changed into a fast-paced song by Ayumi Hamasaki, Startin', and all the girls who were able to walk remotely straight ran off to dance to the music.

Mimi clambered down the stage, nearly flashing the entire club, before making her way over to Sora's, whose hands she grabbed and began to dance with happily.

"Oh dear Lord," Matt groaned as he saw two drunken girls, scantily clad in short skirts and revealing tank tops, grind against one another, giggling and laughing.

Izzy made his way over and sat opposite to Matt, taking Mimi's seat. Izzy was most likely the soberest person within the region.

"Having fun?"

Taking a sip of his beer, Matt shrugged. "I'm entertained, which is good enough, I guess. It's been better than the last parties."

Jou grabbed a chair, making his way over to the table as well, sitting down with his non-alcoholic beverage of, well, Coke. Diet Coke.

"I'm going to need to change soon. I'm about ready to die because this suit's so hot!"

"You decided to wear it, Jou, not me."

Izzy smiled at Matt's usual retort to Jou's complaints, and laughed as Jou blushed.

"To be honest, Jou, although you have the Santa-persona, you don't look like him. I mean, he's fat, eh?"

"Yeah, he's a big, fat old man who, for some strange reason, is in good enough shape to travel across the globe in one night, slide down chimneys, and give presents to kids. It just doesn't make any sense!"

"Jou, you think too much. Relax, have fun, and stop thinking so … critically!"

"Matt's right, you got to get loose. I mean, look at Ryoko," Izzy gestured towards Jou's blonde girlfriend, dressed as a slightly more conservative elf, who was currently dancing, laughing, and singing, "she's having fun. Why don't you?"

Jou shrugged, before sliding the jacket off, exposing a black, long-sleeved shirt, and then, he stood, and proceeded to undress right before the two males.

"Whoa! Jou! Really, please, keep your clothes on!"

He began to undo his belt, and adjusted it in a way so that he'd be able to yank down his pants without any difficulty. Grabbing the hem of the pants, he yanked them down.

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(A/N sorry 'bout that, but the editor thing doesn't let me do the extra space thingy. It's mean to me)

Mimi pranced over to the bar, ordering a bunch of shots of Sourpuss for her, Sora, Aiko, Ryoko, and a few other female friends in the club.

"Shots!"

The girls grouped along the bar, and, at the same time, leaned back, downing the sweet but sour alcoholic beverage. One girl leaned too far back, tumbling off the stool and landing hard on her back. The girls laughed, one almost choking on the rest of her drink.

Mimi grinned, the alcohol giving her mind delectable, naughty ideas of what she could do. Leaning over, she spoke briefly with the bartender, received what she asked for, and stood, towering over the girls, waving the rest of the Sourpuss in the air.

"Body shots!"

Some of the females looked a touch confused as to what was going on; they were used to being handed drinks, and the alcohol was having quite the effect on their minds.

"Oyo?"

That came from red-faced Sora, who was trying her darn hardest to help Aiko to her feet, failing miserably at performing the attempted service.

"Okay, well, not exactly body shots, but what you do is lie down, and put some alcohol or whatever on your tummy or between your tits, and you have a guy lick it off. Duh!"

Sora giggled, before standing and screaming out, "BOYS! COME LICK MIMI'S BODY!"

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"Jou! What the fuck?"

Jou stood, his Santa pants in his hands, grinning from ear to ear at the aghast, terrified, pale boys who sat, trying hard to cover their eyes and cry with agony at the image of Jou standing naked before them.

Cowering in their seats, they whimpered in pain at they heard Jou shift closer to them.

"Please put the pants back on."

This begging came from Izzy, who looked ready to sob and jump over the balustrade.

Jou's laughter filled the air, and he tossed the pants, causing them to land on Matt's face. The poor blond paled, before turned an ill shade of green, before tossing the pants aside and choking back an agonized scream of terror.

The dark-haired boy continued to laugh, causing tears to rim his eyes, making Izzy unable to glance just once in his direction. Upon seeing Jou, his laughter joined the other boy's, and soon, they were leaning against one another, chuckling madly, watching through tears of joy as Matt struggled violently with the pants.

"Matt … Oh Kami … I can't breathe! Matt …it's all right," Izzy breathed between gasps.

Matt slowly opened his eyes, and squinted between his fingers, trying to focus just on Jou's face and torso. Eventually, he gathered enough courage to look at Jou's full profile, before lunging at the boy.

"You're horrible! You asshole! I was ready to puke!"

Jou, fighting off Matt while laughing, nearly tripped on his black slacks, which covered his long legs, as he laughed loudly.

"BOYS! COME LICK MIMI'S BODY!"

The threesome looked up at Sora's scream, and Matt promptly dropped Jou, who landed in a heap on the ground, still chuckling lowly.

"Well … I guess there're going to be a lot of happy boys soon."

Matt scowled unconsciously in Izzy's direction as a strange, angry sensation slowly gathered in his gut, and rose to consume his entire body. He had never felt such a strong emotion before; it was full of hatred directed towards any male who dared touch her body, such violence and fury that he had never felt before in his entire life. What was it? And why was he feeling such a thing?

He hadn't noticed that he had been marching in the direction of the bar until he nearly toppled over on a stool. Standing upright, he glanced in the direction of Mimi, who was currently clambering onto the bar top, the bottle of Sourpuss in her hand. He jerked forward violently to catch her as she stumbled, but, laughing, she regained her balance and lay down on the bar top.

The bartender took the bottle from her, laughing at the sexual display, before Sora stood on a chair, calling out for all those who wanted to, to come and join in the Mimi licking game.

"Who's going first?"

"I will!"

"Pick me!"

"I want to lick her!!"

"Can she lick me?"

"How about we just have sex?"

"Boys! How about you just figure out who's going first, and how about you just lick her?"

The males laughed jovially, each one pushing and fighting to be first in 'line' to lick the sweet alcoholic beverage off of the beauty's flesh. Sora laughed, taking only a moment to pause and shove Tai out of the mass of boys, until she continued to laugh until she was unable to breathe.

Finally, the males were forcefully separated as a blue-eyed, blond-haired Adonis stepped through, grinning devilishly from ear to ear. "I'll do it."

Mimi felt a blush creep up her cheeks, as butterflies flittered throughout her stomach, her heart rate increasing suddenly and violently, battering wildly against her rib cage. Her body arched slight involuntarily, and she fought the urge to moan aloud at the idea of Matt's mouth and tongue on her bared flesh.

Instead, she smirked in return, winking at him. "I can't wait."

So yeah, took me a lot less time to do this one, eh? Haha. It's cause I didn't have much homework this week (at least at the beginning of this week). So yeah, you people are lucky.

By the way, I'm sad to say I only got two reviews on my last chapter – which I loved and cherished – but, it'd be nice to get a few more reviews for this one, even though I think it's one of the worst chapters I've ever written. Haha.

Anyways, please, please, please don't forget to review!!!!!!

Ciao.