Uninvited
A/N: Another week, another dose of Master and Maid. Also if you can't get enough Kakarot/Chi-Chi feel free to check out DSD and its spin off arc I've been working on. I'll be 'ahem' busy working on a little side project and hopefully have it done this weekend. 'no promises' though.
Please enjoy.
"I don't know…" A feminine voice pouted, she was being indecisive and she knew it.
"Please, you look good in all of them, so just take them all." Another voice said, something was knocked over. It sounded like a table or a chair.
"I'm a woman of means, I don't need more than two and so that's why i'm trying to decide!" A shrill voice countered back from the first speaker.
"You are not a woman of means… I provide everything! You just take." Annoyed and irritated.
A loud "hmph" came from the other voice. "I'm the caretaker, you barely can handle cooking your own meals and besides you barely even wash yourself without me doing it for you."
"I could cook before I had you, and secondly nothing beats your huge melons shoved against my back when having a nice wash."
"Oh, so if I didn't have-" The sound of ripping clothing echoed, "these things you wouldn't have me wash your back?"
A healthy chuckle escaped along with a deep purring sound shortly after. "Oh you know how I like it when you show off like that."
A feminine giggle came as something else was knocked over. "Oh… right there… Yes… Yes" Her voice rising in pitch as the smacking of lips and a audible suckling sound escaped from the other side.
Without warning the doors to the room burst open, eight fully armed men with weapons in hand. "Freeze and we may not choose to kill you!" One shouted, his thick frame and large rifle that was about half the size of his torso was tucked against his shoulder.
But as if they were not even there, their eyes looked squarely at a vulgar scene in front of them. There was a man with long strange black spiked haired. His body covered in black, red, and gray training gear though his back was too them as his mouth was currently occupied.
In his arms was a woman with raven black hair and matching attire and black lipstick as her hand was held behind her head, a look of pleasure on her face as her tongue licked at the top of her upper lip. Her gi blouse was ripped open where the man's lips and face were currently hungrily sucking away at. His other hand was groping her ass with an extreme roughness but the woman seemed to not mind.
"Oh you're so rough, oh bite them! Bite them!" She all but demands as a chuckling sound emerges along with her gasps and cries of greater pleasure only come faster and faster.
The guards don't know what to make of this, are these two crazy? Is this all some joke? Or twisted prank? They look to each other, but look to the disheveled room. Their bosses, possessions dumped on the floor, his wife's clothes scattered and apparently modeled by their position on the bed. A pile of cash and data disks are stacked neatly on a table. The first guard who spoke just shook his head.
"I've had enough just shoot them." He said his finger on the trigger of his rifle pulling once followed by a volley of plasma and bolter fire.
Several minutes later another man and woman appeared in the doorway. The owners of the house and had wondered what had transpired since there had been a loud burst of gunfire but no one had come down to inform them of the situation and there had been no screaming or sounds of distress.
Having just come from a fine evening dinner together celebrating their third wedding anniversary. Things were just as they should be. Nothing had been amiss, both of them happily enjoying themselves only to come home to find their front door ajar.
But nothing seemed out of place or missing, then they had heard a noise coming from the bedroom. Sending their guards to go investigate, figuring that some foolish burglar had decided to vandalize the wrong home.
It shouldn't have been a problem, who would be so foolish as to intrude into their home? They were the Shilmour's, rich, successful, politically powerful, and respected. They had been in the Daparise's main political and business scene for several generations. The youngest of the family Damian having risen to take over for his late father.
With two more guards behind them they entered and the woman gasped, the man reached for a blade hidden inside the front coat pocket of his dark blazer.
A man was there in the room making out with a woman, in the midst of a pile of bodies. His fingers deeply woven into her hair as her hands clutched at the back of his neck. The two audibly smacking their lips together along with small grunts and gestures.
A pair of black eyes opened and looked upwards into their direction. Stopping his heated kiss much to the woman's immediate disappointment as she turned who own head backwards and saw that they were in the doorway. "Damian Shimour, I don't believe we've ever been introduced have we?" The man with crazy black spiked hair chuckled, sounding quite amused.
"Sh-Shoot him!" Damian ordered to his guards who pulled up their rifles but before anyone had blinked, both men were sent backwards their bodies impacting hard into the wall with a sickening crunch.
Their weapons clattered on the floor as both intruders were on both sides of him and his wife. The man's grin on his face and the woman a pleasant smile. The man's defensive instincts to protect his wife kicked in as he slashed at the man with the blade in his hand but it never reached its target as his wrist was caught effortlessly by the man who smiled.
"Let go of me! Let go of me!" His wife Claudia shrieked as his head snapped around to see the woman grabbing her arms and pinning them behind her back.
"I'd rather not hurt you so please just stay quiet otherwise I might have to-" She began talking as her hand pulled back to strike her but the woman curled her body almost protectively.
"Don't hurt my baby, please I beg you!" She bawled doing her best to protect the small baby bump on her stomach. Only several months along she was barely showing but she could only hope that they might at least spare her unborn child.
"If you hurt my wife or my son I swear that I'll-" His spitting words in the man's face was cut short as his wrist was clamped down harder as the male intruder forced him to his knees with barely any effort.
"Tough talk weakling, you don't make demands here nor do you have any say in the manner." He sneered his one hand moving upwards to grasp at the man's fingers. "A brief demonstration would suit you well boy." His voice and tone low, moving his thumb he pushed up the man's index finger.
"Please don't I'll-! AHHHHHH!" he screamed as his finger was bent over like it was nothing. His eyes filling with tears as his other hand grabbed at the man's wrist holding him in place like a vise.
"I'll do it again if you keep your mouth moving, that is just a demonstration of basic power, I could bend your knees and elbows to be inverted if I wanted." He threatened his head dropping to look squarely at the man's face.
"Darling noo-" His wife wailed seeing her husband brutalized so but fortunately for her she was turned around to face the dark haired woman with black lipstick. Her wrists were released and the woman studied her stomach. Watching with tears in her eyes as the woman brought her hand out to her side and moved to her small bump. "Please." She begged in a whisper her hands covering her child out of instinct but the woman smiled and pushed her hands aside and rolled her palm across the small baby bump.
"Please miss Claudia my master will speak with your husband, come with me and we'll find you a place to rest so that you don't stress yourself." The woman said with a smile her hand going around her back and with some insistence pushing her from the scene. Her head turned backwards towards the man called her master "I shall take her to the kitchen, call if you need me." She said plainly with a wink as the man gave her a slight nod of the head.
"B-But my husband," Claudia started but was shushed by the other woman.
"Now, now, let's go so I can explain things." She said taking her down the stairs gently and towards another section of the house so that the two men could have a moment alone.
His gaze returning to Damian the man glared at him, "I came here on a goodwill from a close associate of mine and I'm treated to guns, threats, and insults." His growled tossing him inside with a flick of his wrist. "Did you not ask personally for someone who could handle your problems? Who could take care of the unecessary business problems that come up day to day?"
His gaze went from his badly broken finger back up to the man who crossed his arms. "I-I don't,"
Reaching down Kakarot in a swift motion set the man's finger back with a painful pop earning him a loud cry of pain. "Yes you do… Yes you do, people don't ask for my services and then forget."
Damian didn't know what he was talking about, who had sent this man here? "Who's my friend that told me about you?"
With a snort, "Zamasu, please tell me that you do not forget that conniving snake in the grass?"
The man's eyes went very wide to the size of dinner plates. "Zamasu!? He? When? How? Why?" He stammered almost incoherently. Shaking his head trying gain his bearings, "Zamasu told me about a man who helped take of problems. I don't ever ask for a man coming into my home killing my guards and maiming me and possibly terrifying my wife!" He shouted his confusion turning quickly to rage.
"You're the one who asked, you should've been more specific in your request if this was to be a problem, so here at your service is Kakarot a professional problem solver slash assassin in the company of my beautiful maid." He gave an overly dramatic bow. "Just know that my consultations are a hundred thousand and since this is a home visit add another fifty before we start talking business." He smirked kicking up a chair and moving a table over to the side so that the two could sit down and discuss business.
Downstairs in the kitchen the still in near shock woman was being served tea and a small measure of prepared horderves as if everything upstairs had not happened as it had. "I do apologize about earlier, had I known you were pregnant I would've restrained myself a bit more." She said taking the pot and pouring it through the filter and herbs to create the fresh batch of tea. "I am Chi-Chi," She said tipping her head slightly. "and please don't worry you're not going to be hurt." She smiled moving to pour herself her own cup.
Claudia was still dumbfounded as the woman calling herself Chi-Chi acted as if nothing was wrong. "What is wrong with you people? Why did you break into our home, kill our guards and now start serving me tea?" She asked completely blindsided by the entire event.
Chi-Chi ignored her aggression and finished pouring her own cup, before fixing her gi which was still partially ripped when she tore it open to have Kakarot maul her chest. "We assumed that you had sent guards to test us, it is common for most clients to wish that our services are adequate. Silent assassination is a skill my master is quite proficient at, we managed to snap all of their necks in less than five seconds." She spoke simply grabbing her tea cup.
"Barbaric, what kind of woman are you? How can you go about killing people for no reason, those men didn't deserve what happened to them and you play it off as nothing."
Chi-Chi took a sip from her tea cup. "They were weak, if they had been continued to protect you someone could've came and killed you without too much trouble." She stated smiling. "This tea is delicious, I must know where you got it, i'm certain my master would enjoy some cups of this."
Claudia merely blinked, "Don't you have a conscious? A soul? You just killed a bunch of people and then simply act as if you care more about the tea?" This was insane, how could someone behave so… so… casual!?
Chi-Chi set down her cup of tea giving the woman a strange look, "What good does it do me now to weep for them? What's done is done and given the life i've lived I don't see why it should matter." She pulled down the large collar around her neck from her training gi exposing a pair of twin scars over her neck. "For example, what do you see Claudia. What does this mean to you?" Her hand gesturing to the small wounds.
Her eyes squinting at the small markings but could assume one thing, though she wasn't sure where this was leading. "Looks like bite marks."
Brown eyes dipped closed as Chi-Chi gave a smile and nodded her head. "Yes it does appear to be a bite mark, doesn't it?" Her tone becoming more sarcastic, "But they are not that, they are a mark given to me as a reminder of the price I could've paid." She cuffed back up her collar. "Unlike you wealthy, fortunate, and privileged women who live such immaculate lives." Her eyes slipping down towards the woman's stomach. "You would stand here and condemn what me and my master do, but I was given this choice. To not become weak, to become stronger, to never have my freedom taken from me. Never being slapped around in a slaver's dungeon like a scared girl while I heard the terrified screams of the girls next door being raped and sold to masters who did worse all for their sick pleasure." Her hands returned to her cup of tea. "I could've been nothing more than a fifty credit screw at a whorehouse, an abused girl with chains around her neck weak from starvation and malnourishment or worse. But I didn't, I was lucky and was given a chance to never have that happen to me again. The marks I showed you are proof of that as my master trained me, marked me as his woman, I owe my life to him."
It was hard to process but still… Claudia shook her head. "As cruel as it was people don't deserve to just die, those men were good-"
Chi-Chi burst into laughter catching the woman off guard as she stopped mid sentence. "Oh my that was funny." Still chuckling as she held a hand over her lips as she looked at Claudia with clear amusement twinkling in her eyes.
"That wasn't supposed to be funny i'm serious."
A twisted smile spread over Chi-Chi's face, "As was I, the notion of people deserving anything is laughable. Things happen because they are either strong or weak, there is not black and white, no gray area." She finished her tea before moving to go brew some more. "For example, my dear I could kill you and the only reason that is…" She trailed off as she set the pot of water to begin boiling again, turning around slowly as she smiled.
Claudia's eyes went wide as she looked at Chi-Chi, she hadn't imagined someone being so warped by cruelty. "What happened to you doesn't justify your way of thinking."
"Please," Chi-Chi rolled her eyes dismissing her views with a wave of her hand. "You can't imagine the life I used to have to the one I have now, but what can I expect from someone like you who is incapable of being anything but weak." She grinned as the pot boiled and she brought it back over. "More tea?" She asked as the woman shook her head. "As you wish,"
Returning to her side she finished pouring herself a fresh cup once again. "Well do you have anything else to talk about while my master discusses business with your husband?"
[***]
Kakarot's arms were crossed over his chest as he finally got his transaction completed. Most clients were so daft like this one, one of those pure hearts that didn't understand the real way the universe worked and operated. It always annoyed him to deal with these types, that their moral justification and own self righteousness put them above common sense.
There was a reason that Zamasu had clearly recommended him to find someone like Kakarot. Even though he was one of Kakarot's 'friends' they never always saw perfectly eye to eye. But there was one thing that both of them did do well, and that was buisness.
Kakarot had more money with Zamasu slipping the name of a professional cleaner and his maid in the right ears and written messages over the past several years. Leaving the two to benefit more from cooperation than anyone could've imagined.
With a slight exhale Kakarot nodded his head, "Very well Damian, as per our agreement I shall expect payment in full in two weeks time after completion of the deal."
The once proud Shilmour was still slightly cowering, having been nearly blackmailed and threatened into a corner due to Kakarot's persistence. He couldn't explain away all of the bodies that now needed to be disposed off or why Kakarot would would be in his home. No doubt people would begin asking questions, and the rumors would spread.
Damian was pushed into a place he didn't want to be, and unfortunately he was left with only one real option. He had to hire Kakarot, if he didn't then he could not only be publicly shamed or ruined by the presence of a hired assassin in his home.
But if he didn't cooperate now…
"Your wife's a beautiful woman I know quite a few places would love a woman like her, or maybe she might have a strange accident and lose that baby of hers. Would really be a shame if our deal would be interrupted or not paid in full now would it?"
He was signing a contract with a demon to commit evil to protect his family. "Very well… I'll take it you won't be breaking into my home to collect?"
Kakarot chuckled, "Of course not, my maid will come by and collect the money. Please have it ready for her at the designated time and location, the information will be sent to you once the job's done."
Damian looked disgusted with himself as he all but assured his guilt with all of this as he watched as Kakarot uncrossed his arms and kicked himself back from his chair. A small breath of relief escaped him as he could hopefully begin rectifying this situation. Though he was still surrounded by all of the bodies of his once former men. "Can you at least remove… them from my house?" He asked his sense of decency returning.
"Normally I wouldn't… but i'll make an exception for you boy." Still mocking him by calling him a boy, Kakarot held up one hand above his head and released a wave of his own ki, the bodies turned to nothingness in a flash. Only a wisp of dust and smoke lingered after the act.
Damian looked hard at Kakarot who took more enjoyment in man's uneasiness. "Tell me something assassin."
Kakarot said nothing except smirk as he brought his hand down and crossed his arms gesturing for him to speak his mind.
"What is it you seek from your life? What do you wish to obtain or have from it?"
One brow popped into the air surprised, "I don't know and I don't care. I just live as I want. Besides what does it matter to you? So long as you pay me well and don't piss me off you shouldn't have any trouble."
Holding his one still badly broken finger against his chest. "I merely wished to know what drives a man like you. I suppose if you have nothing to seek for yourself then it makes it easier to do your job." He said in bitter tone.
"Oh and what makes you so much better than me?" Kakarot said walking towards him, his one hand waving off to the side.
"I don't believe i'm better than you, I just wanted to know what made you tick. I have a family to care for, a wife I love, and a son that I soon will have to raise in a world where," his eyes looked up and down Kakarot as he stood a foot away. "Others may do what they will without reason, only for money considering he has done nothing to wrong them."
"Such is the universe, the strong rule the weak I merely partake in the coin of it because I prefer fighting and fucking over such trivial matters." He chuckled moving his arm up to rest his hand on Damian's shoulder. "People like you are necessary to keep the poor and foolish in line, without the weak giving the weak some false hope. That perhaps somewhere there is justice, that those who born into a position without wealth and power to believe that somehow they have control in their lives." Exposing his teeth in a twisted grin Kakarot leaned his face just in front of his client's. "Don't try and understand a saiyan,"
"And what about the woman? She's not saiyan, what will you do when she has her own desires one day. Will you let her go, or is she just a possession of yours?"
Removing his hand from his shoulder Kakarot tilted his head to the side. "Her desires are mine, i've trained her to be just as she should be, she was once like you and your wife and look at her now! Look at how beautiful, powerful, and striking she has become."
"Was that she wanted when you found her? Or was it something else?"
His brows furrowed together. "I don't have to explain myself to a boy," He sneered, "Be fortunate you are a friend of Zamasu and my client otherwise I might rip out that tongue of yours for speaking too damn much."
"My wife was a party girl, doing all the wrong things, doing everything she wanted the way she wanted for years but then she changed almost overnight, and can you guess why?"
"I don't care, but please enlighten me."
"When she found out she was pregnant, when she would carry a new life inside of her did she finally value something more than herself."
"Your wife is nothing like my maid, my Chi-Chi is perfect."
Damian shook his head, "You-"
"Master, I believe it is time to go." A feminine voice cut in, standing in the doorway her hands against her stomach, Claudia off to the side still untouched and unharmed.
With a snort Kakarot turned to Chi-Chi, "I do agree," His eyes flicked to Damian again. "Lay off the semantics boy and do not be late with my money." He then marched outwards of the room his hands balled up in fists.
"Have a good evening." Chi-Chi said with a polite bow and followed behind him, the two going outside of the door which Kakarot set back in place before giving an irritated look back behind him.
"Is everything alright love?"
Chi-Chi brought her hands up to his back gently rubbing at his shoulders.
Exhaling through his nose deeply Kakarot glared back at the house. "Everything is fine." His one hand moving to interlaced his fingers through Chi-Chi's "I just wish that Zamasu would send me better clients, these noble hearted fools just annoy me."
Chi-Chi smiled and leaned up to kiss his cheek, "Don't let them bother you. Though I wish I could've brought a few of those dresses to cheer you up." She winked at him and Kakarot smiled and turned around to embrace her.
"You're an amazing woman Chi-Chi, truly I found the best." He praised her nuzzling her as his hands slipped around her back.
"I have you to thank for that master…" She purred and Kakarot leaned in to kiss her black lipstick covered lips with his own.
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