Takagi tried not to blush too hard when the inspector clapped his hands down on his head and ruffled his wet hair.

"Good work Takagi-kun, that was some quick decision making."

Despite himself Takagi nodded, a large grin on his face. Even after working for the inspector for over three years praise was still something he loved to hear from the older man. Positive feedback could be a rare thing from the inspector. Despite his good nature Takagi noticed that Megure rarely gave words of praise even when they were truly deserved.

Takagi walked on behind the inspector as they entered division one. The young man glanced out the large windows that comprised the back wall of the room and wiped his face on his sleeve. The rain had been torrential all day. Unfortunately, there had also been multiple cases forcing him and the inspector out of the office multiple times. And of course he had given his umbrella to Miwako who had forgotten hers. Not that he minded getting completely soaked, he loved the rain. He wasn't quite sure why but he had always enjoyed thunderstorms. They gave him a sense of calm he had never quite understood.

Takagi removed his blazer and placed it over his chair before sitting down. The young detective squirmed a little in discomfort as his soaking pants met the chair. Maybe it would be better if he could be called out again, sitting there wet and cold trying to do paperwork did not exactly appeal to him.

He was about to start on the first paper when Satou Miwako walked into the room. He smiled gently at the fact that she was completely dry as she placed his umbrella in the stand by the door. Takagi was even more pleased when he noticed she had two cups of coffee in her hand and was heading toward him.

"Thank you." He said animatedly as she handed him the extra-large. He gratefully sipped a bit of the hot liquid, licking his lips a little at the searing sensation.

Satou watched him intently. Her eyes widened a little when she noticed his tongue slide along his lips. Of course he hadn't done it to get her attention or worse…tease her. But that was exactly the effect it had. It may have gone unnoticed if his white cotton dress shirt was not already wet and clinging to him beautifully.

She watched as the wet folds of the material stretched out and flattened against his skin as he moved. The material had become transparent and the outline of his muscular torso was visible in strongly defined contours. She bit her lip as her eyes wandered lower to where his shirt was tucked into his pants. The slacks were tight with moisture, the material seeming to suck at his skin.

Oh how she loved the rain.

And his hair…it was all matted against his sculpted face with those moist lips barely touching the coffee cup as he sipped happily at the hot liquid. She watched a droplet of water course its way down his chin to his neck before it was absorbed into his shirt.

She narrowed her eyes and subtly scanned the room. No one seemed to be paying attention but…

Huffing slightly, the female detective ruled out the idea she had quickly formed in her head and instead walked around the row of desks to sit on the other side directly opposite him.

She was startled as he stood at the sound of Megure-keibu suddenly calling him over. She pretended to flip through a case file as she watched him stop in front of the inspector's desk.

His backside was every bit as appealing as his front. She felt her face burn as the cotton shirt slid stickily over the surface of his back muscles before dipping into his spine. His broad shoulders strained against the material pulling it taunt across his upper back, she noticed just about in the same area she liked to dig her fingers into when-

Satou jumped a little as a hand lightly touched her shoulder.

"Yu-Yumi?"

Her best friend said nothing as she eyed the older woman. Satou, knowing she had been caught red-handed diverted her gaze away from the traffic officer.

"How were the roads, have there been a lot of accidents?"

Deciding to be merciful Yumi answered her friend's diversion question. "Mm, quite a bit actually. If people would only slow down I wouldn't have so much work to do every time it rains."

Miwako simply nodded as an awkward silence fell between the two women before finally, Yumi spoke again.

"So…it may be pointless to ask, but are you still coming along to karaoke with the girls tonight?"

"No." Satou cursed herself. She had answered that question much too fast.

She scolded herself further when her friend grinned at her knowingly. "Have other plans do we?"

Satou groaned quietly, "Maybe."

Yumi snickered under her breath as she looked up at the young man talking to the inspector.

"Honestly Miwako, you're such a pervert."

Satou sighed, smiling slightly, "I know."

Yumi snorted, "Well I can't blame you, he suits soaking wet quite nicely."

The traffic officer quickly hopped backwards to dodge the impending smack from Miwako. She giggled quietly as the seated detective mouthed the words 'shut up' at her retreating form. Yumi could only mouth back 'enjoy'.

With one last wave the traffic officer was gone, leaving Miwako to return to her thoughts. Satou checked the time on her watch and as she expected her shift was over. Unfortunately, Takagi-kun was still in deep discussion with the inspector.

To waste time, Satou quickly packed up her bag with all the things she would need for the next few days. They were both taking the entire weekend off. They had been needing some time alone with each other.

The detective frowned when the conversation took a more involved turn as Shiratori joined in. A part of her wondered if she should involve herself in it, but the other part of her figured that they were probably just discussing the cases from earlier that day.

She should just be patient, they would be done soon enough. For her own sake she hoped they would not be more than a few minutes. She doubted she could wait longer. Especially with how his damn suit was clinging to him.

When the doors to division one opened slightly Miwako turned to see a familiar woman poking her head in timidly.

"Hey Sumiko-san!" Satou chirped politely as she walked over to the other woman. "Come in."

The other woman smiled shyly as she stepped into the office. "Satou-keiji, how are you?" she asked gently. Miwako stepped closer to the woman she had become good friends with.

"Good thanks, just waiting for the men to finish so I can get out of here."

"Oh?" the elementary teacher said as she looked past the detective to where the three men were talking intently.

"It was a busy week, the inspector probably wants to make sure things are in order before we go."

Sumiko nodded her understanding and the two women quickly started up some idle chatter. It wasn't long before Miwako felt a hand brush her shoulder.

"Hey you're still here? I thought you were going to karaoke with Yumi-san tonight?"

After she calmed the furious pumping in her heart she smiled at him, "About that…I …" She wasn't sure how to go about explaining to him in front of Sumiko and Shiratori, though the two were busy enough with each other.

Takagi watched her curiously as he slung his bag further over his shoulder. "Let's go." Miwako said shakily, afraid to look at him in the eye. Takagi was surprised by her behaviour as she simply turned on her heel and walked out the door. When she kept a good three strides between them on the way to the parking-lot he was starting to worry that she was angry with him. He was even more confused when she passed by her own car and walked around to the passenger side of his skyline. Nothing was said as he unlocked the doors and she got in while he threw his bag and umbrella in the back seat. He combed his damp hair back nervously before he opened the door and got in the car.

He stole a quick glance and noticed that her fists seemed to be clenched where he arms were folded at her side. He pulled out of the garage and noticed that she wouldn't look at him, her gaze instead was focused out the window. Unsure of what to say to her he kept quiet, hoping that she would break the silence soon.

Half way to his apartment he dared to speak, "Is there anywhere you wanted to go?" When she didn't answer he elaborated. "Like…to get groceries or something…"

He was a little taken aback when she simply uttered a muffled "No, just go to your apartment."

There had been an odd tone in her voice that he couldn't decipher. She hadn't sounded angry per say. It was something else. As he thought about the past week worried that he may have done something it occurred to him that they hadn't had sex in days. He blushed, sure that he had been the only one struggling with that fact.

Though his theory seemed to gain evidence when she suddenly placed a hand on his, squeezing his fingers in hers gently.

"Miwa." He groaned as her hand ventured to his abdomen, brushing his stomache, and then lower to rest in his lap.

He wasn't sure if he should protest or not when her hand unclasped his belt. He hissed through his teeth when she sank her hand into his pants and started to work her slender fingers against him.

"Miwa, n-not when I'm driving." He uttered weakly.

In response she slid her hand under his boxers.

He nearly crashed into the car in front of him when his foot hit the gas pedal by accident.

"Pull over." She whispered dangerously.

"Wh-where? We're in the middle of the city."

"I don't care where just do it." She breathed.

Trying to ignore the pleasant feeling her voice and touch were giving him he scanned the areas they passed.

"There!" She suddenly called out pointing to a small alleyway entrance. Not daring to miss his chance he turned his car in and drove all the way down until he met a chain fence.

When he looked over to her he was met with a pair of warm lips on his own. The kiss was desperate with her hands wrapping around him to keep them as close as possible. When she finally pulled away after a while leaving him breathless he could only smile at her.

"Well an alleyway is new." He spoke softly.

"Back seat. Now." Was the only thing she said before climbing through the center of the two front seats. Takagi tried to follow by using the door but the alley was so small he couldn't open it far enough. Anticipation mounting, he copied her actions and somehow managed to climb into the back.

Miwako couldn't stand it anymore and she pushed him down coming on top. She gripped him tightly, needing to be in contact with him. He wasn't as wet as he had been an hour ago. She looked down at his chest as she let her hand smooth the material of his shirt. It wasn't sticking to his skin like it had so sensually before nor could she see through it as well. But it felt nice to touch…

He sat back up and wrapped his arms around her as she settled in against him.

In a few minutes she was breathing steadily as if asleep.

He tightened his grip on her letting his head rest on hers. Slowly, she moved her hands to his back and started to trace the tips of her fingers in large circles. He was so warm she couldn't help pressing into him further.

It was in this way that she was different from every other woman he had ever been with. She never wanted to rush. Ever. Always she took the time to just hold and be held. She needed to simply be in contact with him. Sometimes it felt as if she were confirming his heartbeat with herself. Just making sure that he wasn't a wonderful dream that she would wake up from and he'd be gone.

It was in this way that they were the most compatible. He was exactly the same.

After a while she looked up to him. "I'm sorry, I-I couldn't wait. But I'm alright now."

He kissed her. "Don't be sorry, please." He responded quietly. She didn't seem to understand how much he enjoyed their moments like this.

The rain started to pour viciously down onto the car, the droplets crashing into the window so hard it seemed the glass could break. Miwako looked up at him as he started out the window with a serene smile on his face. She was aware that he loved storms.

Slowly she brought a hand up to cup his cheek and he turned his attention back to her. "You're not thinking of going out there are you?" she asked playfully.

"Of course not, too much lightning."

"So if there wasn't lightning you'd be out there?"

"I didn't say that."

She smiled at him happily. "Wataru…"

He kissed her first at the sound of his name being whispered before he answered, "Yes?"

She leaned in to him and her lips brushed his ear, "take us home."

Twenty minutes later the young couple walked into his apartment. Miwako leaned a hand against the wall as she pulled her shoes off and then her coat. She stretched her arms up as she stepped into his main living space while he immediately crossed the room to open a window.

"You really do love the rain don't you?" she asked softly as she flopped down onto the couch. Though his apartment was small he had put a great deal of effort into furnishing it nicely. It was obvious that he had spent more money on his entertainment system than a few paycheques could afford but he was clearly managing somehow.

Although Miwako suspected that when he bought something expensive he compensated by not eating.

"Mm." He answered absently as he crossed the room to sit beside her.

"So, what do you feel like doing tonight?"

Miwako considered his question although she already knew the answer.

"I don't know, that depends on what you want to do." She tried to sound convincing.

He smirked boyishly, "I'm thinking our usual favourite." Takagi leaned in and was about to kiss her when his phone started to ring. They both sighed fearing the worst as he pulled the small device out of his back pocket. Satou scrunched her brows in confusion when his face lit up upon seeing the caller ID screen.

"Hello Satou-san~!" He answered cheerfully.

Miwako slapped a hand to her face in frustration as she listened to her mother and boyfriend launch into enthusiastic conversation. It was nice that her mother had come to strongly approved of him but when she insisted on interrupting all of their alone time…it was just too much. And why the hell was she calling him and not her?

"Let's go Miwa, you're mom cooked us dinner." He said happily as he jumped off the couch.

Miwako dropped her mouth in horror. "What? No!"

He didn't seem to hear her as he rushed to his room to change into something nicer and dryer.

The young officer looked after him in desperation before following.

"But…" she mumbled as she stepped into his room behind him. Unfortunately her despair was magnified when she caught him in the process of pulling his shirt off.

Her eyes flitted down his toned chest and abdomen. "I haven't touched you in days!"

That seemed to get his attention. He stopped changing to face her. "Miwa, you've been so busy this week there has been no time to spend together."

Miwako tried to speak but he cut her off. "If we haven't had any time for each other then you probably haven't spent any with your mother either."

He leaned in and kissed the corner of her mouth. "Family is important too."

Damn his sense of propriety.

"Fine." She huffed, stepping right up to his face, "But when we get back you owe me all the sex I want."

Takagi straightened and smiled. "Deal."

Miwako stepped back as he began to undress again, crossing her arms. "I told her I was going out with Yumi tonight anyway, why would she still cook us dinner?"

"Actually, she only cooked dinner for me but when I told her you were with me she said she had made extra." He said sheepishly as he pulled a navy blue sweater over his head and straightened it.

Takagi laughed at the look on his girlfriend's face.

"Hey, it's a good thing that your mom has finally started to like me!"

Satou snapped her head up to look up at him, "What?"

"Yeah, we even went grocery shopping together a few weeks ago, didn't I tell you?"

Miwako's mouth stretched into a thin line as her eyes narrowed. She could picture her mother clinging to his arm and showing him off to all the friends she encountered.

Miwako stepped out of the room to let him finish dressing, she would have to have a word with her.

Three hours later they stepped back into his apartment. Satou's edgy mood started to dissipate as he closed the door and locked it behind them. Finally they were alone and this time they would NOT be interrupted.

"Give me your phone." She demanded, outstretching her hand to the man beside her.

"Eh? What for?" Takagi asked as he placed it in her hand.

She flipped it open and held down the power button until it powered off.

"No more interruptions." She said firmly before taking a hold of his face and pressing their lips together.

This chapter is much lighter in tone. Of course I need to set up where they are in their relationship before I continue with the main idea of the story. Obviously their involvement is very deep at this point. Next chapter should be a little darker.

Anyway, thank you Kaori and goomba-san for your reviews! And to my favouriters and alerters!

I know how you feel right now Kaori-san, it's like we're their only fans! (ps. Lemon next chapter.)

And goomba! I know Satou/Takagi isn't your favourite Takagi pairing but I can promise you that Shiratori will be involved in later chapters. I hope you can at least enjoy the darker aspects of Takagi's past.

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