Memories of a Life Gone By pt. 6 Fake Stars
"So Souto and his boys failed, eh?" Zenon asked with a small smile. "I knew they wouldn't stand a chance."
"Yes.." Homura answered smirking. "But they would have only grown weaker had they stayed in Heaven for the rest of eternity. Though, I do give them credit for trying to change."
"So you've given them a fitting place to die then?" Shien added.
Homura nodded.
"Yes," he replied. "But they did rather well for common foot soldiers."
Crowds rushed the small noodle stand as the two owners ran about cooking and moving boxes. The air grew thick with the smell of vegetables, oils, and meats.
"Thank you for waiting!" the heavier set man with a monocle smiled. "We've got some really good cabbage if you want!"
"Sounds good!" a customer cried. "I'll take some!"
"Fresh fried noodles!" the bald cook cried as he flipped the noodles on the fryer. "Come! Get your fresh fried noodles!"
Several orders quickly poured in.
The cook sat on a wooden box just behind the small stand smoking. He stared upward as the white smoke flew up into the clouds.
"Can you believe that it's been three months since we've moved to this town?" the heavy man asked.
The cook smiled.
"Yea, and it will be two months and sixteen days since we started this job," the cook replied as he looked upwards with him.
"Ah..." Hakkai smiled as he broke the long silence. "Why so quiet? I know this isn't like everyone."
"Hm..." Miyuki sighed as she stared at the passing mountains with her head resting in her hand.
Gojyo leaned back and rested his arms on the back of his head.
"What are you complaining about?" he asked gnawing on his cigarette filter as he smoked. "There are days when we get like this too."
"If you're trying to be the literary youth, don't," Hakkai smiled politely. "It doesn't suit you. And besides, as good as a sober attitude is at times, your neighbor will become quite bored. Right, Goku? Wouldn't you agree, Miyuki-san?"
Miyuki turned to him smiling. Goku stared into his rear-view mirror with a distant look in his eyes.
"Goku?" Hakkai asked worriedly. "Goku?"
Gojyo leaned in close.
"I'll be damned..." he muttered staring closely at Goku's face. "The monkey's sleeping with his eyes open..."
Violently, he grabbed the monkey trying to shake him roughly from his sleep. Miyuki laughed.
"Wake up monkey! That's just too creepy!" he cried shaking him more.
Goku hung in his hands as a small trail of spit ran from his mouth.
"If you don't shut up, I'll kill you!" Sanzo suddenly cried.
Miyuki, Gojyo, and Hakkai turned. A light snoring sound came from the sleeping monk.
"Wow," Hakkai grinned. "Sanzo shouts in his sleep..."
"You know," the heavy man smiled. "Back when we were the fake sanzo party, a lot things sure happened, right Sanzo?"
"Sanzo" smiled.
"Yep," the fake Sanzo nodded. "A lot of things certainly did happen, Hakkai... Though that time we almost died especially horrible..."
He shuddered at the old memories.
"It's a miracle we're even alive," the fake Hakkai replied. "Who would've thought that we'd run into the real Sanzo-party?"
"But we got jobs now," the Sanzo impostor said. "Aren't we so lucky?"
"Yea," the Hakkai faker sighed. "We've been through a lot. Took a long detour, but I think we've all found a place where we can settle down at last."
The Sanzo nodded. They broke out into laughter.
"Hello!" a voice called out grinning making the fake Sanzo rush out. "Fried noodles on the double!"
The fake Sanzo gasped as he stared at Goku, Gojyo, Hakkai, Sanzo, and Miyuki. No! He thought panicking as he turned blue with fright. Not again! They're gonna kill us! And really brutally too I bet! He whimpered. The fake Hakkai looked out.
"Hey, what's wrong?" he asked as he turned.
He gasped and began whimpering as he turned as blue as his friend. I'd never forget these faces! He thought as he suddenly spied Miyuki staring with a confused look on her face. Oh that poor woman! Why would she be travelling with them! He clung tightly to fake Sanzo.
"Oh my," the real Hakkai smiled kindly. "What on earth could be wrong with these people? They look as though they've seen a ghost!"
"Oi," Gojyo began sternly. "Don't you realize that when you've got customers you should say 'Irasshaimase' (Welcome to our store/business)? Right?!"
The fake Hakkai and Sanzo continued whimpering.
"Yes sir!" the fake Sanzo chirped as he turned the fake Hakkai. "Hey... You think they haven't realized who we are?"
"I--" the fake Hakkai began.
"Fried noodles! Five of them! Now!" Goku screamed hungrily making the two impostors jump.
The fake Sanzo quickly snatched five boxes of lukwarm noodles and offered it to them.
"Here you go! On the house!" he screeched. "Thanks for waiting!"
"Hey," Gojyo glared. "You wouldn't dare serve us warmed over noodles would you?"
The impostor screamed sending the boxes from his hands flying. The real Sanzo, Goku, and Hakkai dodged. Miyuki sidestepped. A small set of noodles landed on her shoulder. She brushed it aside. Turning to Gojyo, her eyes went wide as she stiffled her giggles quickly. A box of noodles sat spilled on his head. Idly, he slurped a noodle into his mouth and ate it.
"You wouldn't dare serve us warmed over noodles would you?" He sneered.
The two fakes continued shivering and whimpering. Gojyo pulled out his shakujo.
"You wouldn't dare serve us warmed over noodles would you!" he threated as the crescent blade glistened devilishly.
The fake Sanzo screamed as he suddenly started flipping a large batch of noddles on the fryer.
"No! No! No!" he cried. "I was just about to start cooking, right!"
The fake Hakkai nodded vigorously.
"Make mine super big!" Goku cried eagerly.
"Add lots of wasabi to mine please!" Hakkai smiled.
"Make mine a little on the firm side," Gojyo grinned.
"I don't care just hurry up!" Sanzo growled.
Smiling, Miyuki sweat dropped as she rubbed the back of her head.
"Ah..." she smiled sheepishly. "Just make mine small please."
The fake Sanzo flipped the noodles as fast as he could watching as his customers quickly turned to demons and devils with every request.
"It'll be done in just a few minutes!" he screamed flipping the noodles faster. "Thanks so much for waiting!"
Confused, Miyuki continued staring. Nervously, the cook handed them a bag filled with noodles. She walked off with the others as Sanzo stayed behind. The two fakes stared at him worriedly.
"You forgot the red pickled ginger I'm assuming it comes with it?" he glared.
Did I miss something? She wondered as she walked with the others. Everyone in this town seems to be afraid of Gojyo and the others... And we've never even been to this town before! She snapped from her reverie as she heard screaming. She turned watching as a dark skinned man with a blue bandanna on his head run. Hakkai held a small orange in his hand. Hakkai's face lit with recognition. I'm so confused... She thought sweat dropping.
At a small inn, a tall man cowered on the roof as he watched Sanzo and the others walk inside. He whimpered and slowly climbed down making his way to a small house. He opened the door and walked inside.
"Let me go! Let me go!" the fake Sanzo screamed as he struggled. "I've got to leave! The devil is going to play his pipes!"
The fake Hakkai fell over and hit the floor hard as Sanzo punched him. The dark skinned man turned to the tall one just inside the door.
"Just the guy I wanted to see!" he cried still struggling with the fake Sanzo. "Goku! Help me restrain him!"
"What's going on, Gojyo!" the false Goku asked frantically. "... Don't tell me you saw the four horsemen of the apocalypse too!"
"They forced him to make fried noodles for them," the fake Hakkai sighed. "And that poor woman that's with them! I could only imagine what she's forced to do!"
Disturbingly implying images ran through their heads.
"Then we gotta do something!" Goku cried.
"But we'd lose in a head-on fight," Hakkai sighed defeatedly the fake Sanzo and Gojyo nodded in agreement.
"Don't you have any pride!" the Goku cried. "We were the best Sanzo party impersonators around! How could we let those second-rate ones get away with prancing around like they're the real thing?"
"Because they are the real thing!" the others cried as they turned away sadly.
"Well fine!" he retorted as he held his head high and walked out. "Then, I'll defeat them by myself and save the girl!"
He slammed the door as he went. He huffed in a large set of air and sighed. He continued walking.
"Like they'd come," he smiled sadly to himself as he started heading for the woods.
Fake Hakkai looked up into the high and cloud filled sky. He listening as a bird cawed above him circling
"The sky looks so vast today," he said with a thoughtful sigh.
The crowds walked past him murmurs and whispers going through them. Slowly, they blended into a large moving mass of colors. The fake Gojyo watched.
"This town... Seems so surreal..." he sighed watching from the tree stump he sat on.
"I work, and I work," the fake Sanzo sighed despairingly. "And what do I have to show for it?"
He turned spying a large chest dusting in a dark corner of the room. He walked over and opened it feeling the memories flood his vision as he lifted a cracked gold crown in his hands and studied it. Those were the days, he thought smiling.
Grunting the fake Goku pulled out a wooden box from the ground after tossing a shovel aside. He sighed.
"And I promised I was never going to do this again..." he sighed as he opened up the chest and pulled out its contents.
Slowly and alone, the fake Goku walked down the empty street as the sun began to set.
"You know," a familiar voice called out. "Walking alone and acting so cool will only get you killed for nothing."
He turned a wide grin splitting his face.
"Gojyo!" he cried as the dark skinned man stepped out into the twilight's light.
"Yo!" he saluted.
Happy tears began shining in the tall Goku's eyes.
"Now just wait a minute," Another voice called out as the Hakkai impostor stepped out gorging himself on the large piece of meat and bone in his hand. "Can't have you forgetting about me now... Mmm.. Tasty..."
"Goku" sniffed.
"Hakkai!" he whimpered gleefully.
"Looks like the gang's all here," a fourth voice called out. "I have to admit... It's been so long; I almost forgot how to wear these..."
Tears streamed down the Goku's face.
"Sanzo!" he cried wiping his tears away.
"Let's go do this!" the Gojyo cried.
"Wait!" the Goku interrupted. "Here's the plan.."
The leaned in eagerly.
"Ok... First you..." he whispered. "Then you two will... And then for the girl..."
"It's fool proof!" the Gojyo grinned.
"Ok," the Goku began again. "Everyone ready? Get to your positions!"
They rushed off scattering in different directions as their mischief started.
Sighing tiredly as she undressed, Miyuki folded her cheong sam and placed in her bags. She flopped into the bed in a simple slip dress. Suddenly, she turned watching as the window by the bed opened with the fake Sanzo clamping a hand over her mouth. She let out a muffled cry as she struggled.
"Now, now," he whispered smiling. "We're saving you! Just be quiet now."
She shot him a wide eyed look as he dragged her out the window struggling. WHAT! Her mind cried in panic. You're not saving me! THIS IS A KIDNAPPING!
"What are you doing to me!" she cried as the fake Sanzo dragged her to the small house. "And why am I here!"
"Now, now!" Goku cried gleefully as he handed her a bowl of rice and a set of chopsticks. " You must be hungry after what that other and really mean Sanzo party has done to you! Eat up!"
She shot him a confused look.
"Huh?" she asked. "What do you mean?"
"Oh come on!" the fake Gojyo simpered as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "What are you trying to tell us? You were willingly travelling with that other Sanzo party, and that you weren't be forced to do anything you didn't want to?"
The Hakkai poser laughed.
"Then that would make this a kidnapping!" he bellowed as he laughed.
She shot them a flat look.
"That's exactly what I want to say..." she replied flatly.
The Sanzo cosplayers suddenly stopped their laughing as nervous sweat drops ran down their heads. Miyuki's lips twisted in a devilishly mischievous grin.
"And now," she threatened as she cracked her knuckles. "You all are gonna get what's coming to you..."
Frighteningly, she stood grinning a sadistic grin. The other Sanzo party cowered as she stalked toward them.
"Hmph," she smirked as she dusted off her hands. "That was surprisingly easy. I just defeated the 'Sanzo party' with four blows. If all things could be that easy..."
She walked out leaving the other four men lying on the ground whimpering as their hands rested between their legs.
"That really hurt!" the Goku cried his voice a few octaves higher than normal.
"No duh!" the Gojyo replied with a high pitched squeal.
The real Hakkai, Sanzo, Gojyo, and Goku looked up worriedly in their beds as she walked in through their room door lightly shivering.
"What happened to you?" Goku asked as he arched an eyebrow.
"Anou..." Hakkai smiled politely. "Didn't you go get ready for bed before us?"
Sanzo turned away.
"Whatever," he muttered.
Teeth chattering softly, she smiled.
"I did," she replied. "But it's a long story, and I don't think you'd believe me even if I told you..."
Hakkai and Sanzo cast Gojyo a repremanding look. Goku snickered as pointed derisively at Gojyo.
"What?" Gojyo asked shrugging. "For once, it wasn't me."
Hakkai and Sanzo's looks turned skeptical.
"Ch," Sanzo sneered as he walked over and smacked him with the fan. "Will you try and keep your weird sex games in this room at least? I don't need you and that fox doing weird things in public!"
Miyuki sighed plopping down next to Gojyo.
"He's telling the truth," she sighed tiredly. "For once it wasn't him, and I'll explain in the morning..."
Gojyo shot the others a gloating look as he wrapped her in his arms stroking her hair gently. She let out a quiet purr nuzzling into him despite the heavy thoughts lingering in her mind.
The sudden and rustling of clothing and creaking on the stairs woke them. Miyuki peered outside the window worrying. Is it homura? She wondered. Gojyo pulled out his shakujo.
"It's looks as though we've got guests," Hakkai said.
"Gojyo..." she whispered for him to hear.
He turned.
"Yea?" he wondered worriedly as he placed a hand comfortingly on the small of her back.
"If... If... Lets say a friend of mine..." she began shakily as she bit her lip.
He pressed a finger to her lips as he heard the creaking steps come closer.
"Ah," he sighed as he stood near the door. "They always come get us when we're sleeping. Always thinking we got our guard down. Damn disturbers of sleep. I'm gonna kill 'em."
"Come back my little dumpling..." Goku snored.
Hakkai prepared a small ball of chi as he glared at the closed room door. Then, the door burst open.
"Pay your check, you dine and dasher!" a large man in a chef's hat yelled angrily as he waved a clever in the air.
"Pay me for all the goods you stole!" cried another man.
"How dare you look up my skirt you, peeping Tom!" a woman screamed pointing accusingly at Gojyo.
Hakkai's ball of chi fizzed out into the air as they stared at the large group in confusion.
Goku continued snoring.
"Come back little meat bun! I love you!" he snored.
"Wake up you stupid monkey! And stop spouting that nonsense!" Sanzo sneered.
As they sat around a small campfire, the other "Sanzo party" bellowed and howled with laughter.
"Oh man!" the Gojyo said. "I bet they're getting the crap beat out of them in jail!"
"Ahaha," the Hakkai laughed. "It's too bad we'll never be able to go back to that Chinese restaurant. They had the best dumplings."
"Hey! No fair!" another voice whined making the false Sanzo party stop and cringe. "I wanted some of those dumplings!"
They turned to the edge of the woods.
"Now," the real Gojyo began. "Didn't we tell you it was very dangerous to impersonate us?"
"Don't make us pay for your petty crimes," Sanzo growled.
"Now we'll have to hurt again," Hakkai smiled as he sighed. "Yare, yare. (Good grief)"
Miyuki smiled as the real Sanzo and his real party stalked towards them. Painful screams resounded through forest. Slowly, she walked up to them as Sanzo and the others started walking off.
"I hope you've learned a valueable lesson from this," she said as they stared up at her with pain filled eyes. "And let me kick you just one more time for the road..."
Four high pitched screams rang through the forest. Sanzo and the others watched wincing. Four pairs of hands crossed themselves at their crotches. Dusting her hands with a smile, Miyuki walked up.
"And don't frame us or kidnap me ever again!" she cried as she turned to them smiling. "Shall we go?"
Gojyo grinned wrapping an arm around her.
"Nice kick," he continued grinning.
"Thanks," she smiled. "Though it was probably a little too hard I'm sure..."
He shrugged.
"Eh," he began as he pulled out a cigarette and lit it. "Beating up people always did leave a bad taste in your mouth... At least in mine it did... So what were you about to say back at the room?"
She turned to him smiling as she shook her head.
"It's fine," she replied resting her head on his shoulder as she avoided his gaze. "It was nothing..."
If I were to betray you and the others, what would you do? She quietly asked him in her thoughts.
(Author's note: well if you didn't know that was the fake sanzo party made it's second appearance to the real ones. If you don't know it, go by dvd 8 and watch the second episode on it. :) you'll get it then I'm sure.)
Memories of a Life Gone By Side Story: Romancing the Memories pt. 5 Forbidden Fruit
Her cell door creaked open as Kenren walked inside dropping the metal keys just inside the door. He sighed quickly pulling off the long, black leather coat he wore and wrapping it around her gently leaving him only in his skull necklace and leather pants. She winced as the cool leather touched her hot and sensitive wounds.
"You know," he smiled a small smile. "I may have wanted to see the look on Li Touten's face when he found out, but you didn't have to go and pay for it."
She smiled chuckling hoarsely. She winced. She coughed. Gently as he could, he wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled her into his arms. With a grunt and a soft rattle of her chains, he lifted her and started making his way out of the dungeon.
"I was kinda holding out on the hope that you'd come," she whispered dryly as she smiled a tired smile.
His lips twisted in a confident smirk. He placed a light kiss on her hair.
"I wouldn't miss saving you for the world," he bantered.
Beneath her wounds, a blush stained her cheeks. Her eyes fluttered tiredly as she quickly slipped from consciousness.
The library doors burst open managing to make Tenpou look up from his book. Kenren walked inside kicking the doors shut behind him. He watched opening his mouth to comment.
"Tenpou, get all the gauze and medicines you've got," he interrupted as he walked to his empty bed. "Megumi's gonna need it."
"What happened to her?" he inquired his eyes going wide as he ran around looking for his gauze and medicines.
"Li Touten," he replied bitterly as he gently moved his leather coat away.
Gaping gashes ran wild on her back, her front, and her arms. Cuts slowly healed over on her face. Kenren pulled out a cigarette and lit it. Near Kenren, Tenpou placed the guaze and medicines. Quickly, Kenren grabbed a small cloth from his pocketdabbing an antiseptic into it and began working. His faintly lit cigarette hung from his mouth.
She winced as the bright light stirred her from her sleep. A set of gold eyes look into her own. Goku waved.
"Hi," he whispered as he waved.
She smiled.
"Goku," she began. "Why are you whispering?"
"Because Ten-chan said that when someone is sleeping, a person should whisper," he whispered again.
She let out a wincing chuckle.
"But I'm not asleep now," she replied. "You can talk normally."
"Ok!" he suddenly cried. "Ten-chan! Kenren! Megumi's awake!"
She laughed stopping quickly as she winced.
"Ohayo (Good morning)," Tenpou smiled as he walked toward her. "How you feeling?"
"Everything hurts..." she replied.
"No doubt, I'm sure," he continued as he pulled a book off his shelf and started reading.
Kenren walked in grinning.
"Morning beautiful," he winked.
She smiled.
"I'm not beautiful," she giggled. "Not looking like this anyway. Nice work on the bandages though."
She smiled. Sheepishly smirking, he shrugged.
"So?" he asked smiling. "I can still call you that if I so want to, and I won't let you stop me."
She smiled. He sat beside her and took her hand as Goku ran off.
"I'm going to make sure this won't happen again," he smiled comfortingly. "Tenpou and I are working on a way to sure Li Touten can't have you..."
Her smile faded.
"Kenren..." she sighed as she looked up at him. "That's not possible. He found me in the Lower World, and he was the one who brought me up here. He can do as he wishes with me..."
"Not really," Tenpou smiled as he held up a small pack of papers. "There is one way we can make it so he won't ever touch you again."
She stared at him confused.
"And all you have to do," he continued. "Is just apply for a job..."
A hopeful smile grew on her face. She winced as she tried sitting up.
"Ow!" she winced. "Everything still hurts!"
Kenren smiled chuckling.
"I'll get the pain killers!" Tenpou smiled as he walked off.
She smiled. Worriedly, she turned away. Her gold eyes roamed the plain white wall.
"Getting Li Touten to stop doing what he wishes with me is one thing," she began as her hand slipped from his. "But... Down in the dungeons... There was a woman... Her name was Rinrei... And she said she had falled in love with a heretic... She said she was going to be reincarnated... And... If we.. Would you..."
Kenren's lips turned upwards in a confident and cocky twist. Gently, he cupped her face and turned her toward him placing a finger to her lips.
"Now, now," he began. "You don't worry your pretty little head over something like that. We'll keep what we've got going a secret."
He winked.
"And like I said before,"he smirked leaning close on his arms his elbows resting on the bed. "'What Li Touten, and those others, don't know, won't hurt.'"
She smiled as he placed his lips on hers.
"And besides," he purred into her ear. "Sometimes the forbidden fruit is a lot tastier than all the common pieces lying around."
"I hope you know what you're doing, Tenpou, " Konzen warned as e looked over the application. "Li Touten's bad enough as it is with him quickly climbing the social ladder. This is going to make him quite angry.."
Tenpou smiled.
"I know," he replied as he watched Konzedn stamped the pages with his approval seal.
Konzen snorted a bored snort.
"Well," he began. "She can start moving her things out of her room and into the west wing within a few days..."
"She's gone and what!" Li Touten screamed as he slammed his fist hard on his desk making the little knicknacks rattle.
His attendants backed away shocked.
"Yes sir," one attendant said. "She's applied for a job in the western army as a doctor! Konzen's already approved it! And the Jade Emperor thinks it will 'make her more civilized.'"
"I'm sorry sir," the second attendant added. "But with this... She's no longer yours... She belongs to Heaven's army now... They've already started moving her things out of her room!"
Li Touten growled slamming his fist hard on his desk.
"You will not get away with this, Megumi!" he cried standing as he turned his desk over sending the papers flying. "And neither will the rest of you..."
A sadistic grin lit his dark face as a sudden idea came to mind.
Megumi sweat dropped at the long line of men lining the corridor and rounding the corner near her office. Tenpou let out a nervous chuckle.
"I'll tell you now," he began as he sweat dropped with her. "We never really needed a doctor... So the medical records were never kept up to date..."
"That explains so much," she sighed as she motioned for the first patient to come inside.
"Next!" she called out as stared at the slowly shortening line.
Kenren walked inside his lips twisting in an eager grin.
"Yo," he smiled as she turned smiling.
"I don't know why you're here," she replied. "But you've already proven to me, on several occasion, how virile and healthy you are... Despite all the drinking and mischief you do."
Kenren grinned wrapping his arms around her.
"I'm setting a good example for my troops... But you want me to prove it again?" he purred grinning madly.
She giggled.
"No, not here," She whispered. "Too risky."
He smirked.
"I know," he replied quietly. "But that's part of the fun of it."
He winked. She giggled opening up her door. He walked past her with a grin as she playfully kicked him on his way out.
"And get out, you pervert!" she called after him convincingly as the next solider walked inside. "I'm not interested!"
"Come visit my room sometime!" he grinned lighting another cigarette. "I'll be waiting!"
Embarassed, his soldiers turned away shamefully groaning.
"Ch," another soldier snorted. "Why would anyone want to hit on a heretic? It's disgusting."
"Heh," a second soldier nodded in agreement. "But it's Kenren. He'll sleep with practically any girl he can find."
"You two got that right," He grinned as he put the two soldiers in a set of headlocks. "But like I said, 'if you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all.'"
He smashed the two soldiers' heads together and let them drop to the floor. He smirked and walked off whistling innocently. The other soldiers sweat dropped.
Tiredly, she placed the last record in with the others and kicked the shelf with her foot.
"For not keeping yourself updated," she sighed as she flopped down in her office chair. "It took forever, but every soldier is done and finished."
A small smile came to her face. She spied the bandanges on her arms and slowly stood pulling the gauze and medicines from the cabinets. Her dress pooled around her waist as she undid her bandages. She threw them aside smirking quietly at her smoothing and healing skin.
"Being 'immortal' has its advantages," she smiled quietly to herself as she looked over her skin. "I'd be scarred if I were still in the Lower World..."
"To be expected, 'being immortal has it advantages,'" Kenren smiled as he leaned against her closed office door.
She jumped quickly pullng her dress up covering herself. She blushed.
"Will you at least knock?" she asked as he grinned.
"Why?" he asked sinfully twisting his lips. "It's not the first time I've seen you naked."
She chuckled. He walked around her his eyes running on her exposed skin. Kenren reached out tracing the small remnants of a wound near her neck. She blushed.
"You're healing quite well," he smiled as his fingers traced alog her other wounds.
She smirked.
"So... Is it my room tonight or yours?" she bantered.
"Is it that obvious that I'm trying to seduce you?" he asked his lips turning upwards.
"Yes," she replied turning to him as she closed her dress.
She smiled as she broke out into a small fit of laughter. He chuckled wrapping his arms around her and pinning her against her desk.
"Or we could always do it right here," he purred as he buried his face in her neck speckling her skin with kisses.
She giggled.
"You'd like that wouldn't you?" she laughed.
"Yes I would," he purred pecking her lips. "Care to indulge me?"
She giggled.
Outside the office door, a pair of golden eyes went wide as they watched.