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While Crow reveled in the splendor of his voyeuristic endeavor, Akiza continued to fix up her face for when Yusei would return. She wasn't quite ready to admit it, but her flirting was meant for Yusei. She was "growing on him," so to speak.
"Just a few more touches and….done," the dancer told herself, smoothing out her skin. "Perfect." She opened the bathroom door to step out into non-steamed air and sure enough, Akiza stepped on something small and metal.
"Did not expect that," she told herself, picking up the lock mechanism that Crow didn't put back. "Why didn't I hear this thing fall out?" The young woman waved it off and decided to alert either Crow or Yusei, if either one was home. She seriously doubted that Jack had any mastery with his hands. When she came to the work floor, Akiza saw Crow's runner parked where it should be.
"Crow, are you around here somewhere?" she questioned into the abyss. Her voice got his attention as the Blackwing duelist was rendering the footage he just got. Since he wasn't too far in, Crow was able to get out of the process quickly and hide his intentions before Akiza found him out.
"There you are," she greeted him, his back turned toward her. "I thought you were at work."
"I got off early," he said truthfully, spinning his stool around to look at her. "And I assume Yusei is off answering a job call."
"You assume correctly," the dancer affirmed, noticing the camera next to the computer. "What's with the camera?"
"This thing? Well, I kinda….dabble with, you know, filmmaking," Crow admitted.
"So it's not just hot sauces, but you're also a filmmaker?" Akiza summarized into a question.
"I wouldn't say filmmaker," the delivery man sidestepped. "But I have occasionally picked this thing up and just shot a few things with it."
"Interesting," the dancer commented, picking the camera up and examining it. "I never pegged you as someone who likes to make videos and stuff."
"That's understandable," Crow sided with her, walking over. "With all this preparation going on for the grand prix, my focus has gone away from this."
"At least you have a side interest, which I think is good," Akiza suggested, returning the camera. "I just wish I knew about this sooner. You could've filmed my wins over my boss and Jack."
"I prob'ly should have," he confessed. "But I'd rather save it for when you reach a milestone or accomplish a rare feat."
"I guess you're right, but there's no telling when that could happen," the duelist-hopeful sighed. "Just be sure when and if it happens, you get it down."
"I'll do my best," Crow promised, patting her shoulder to seal it.
"Thank you," she thanked the Blackwing wielder. "I'll let you get back to whatever you were doing." The dancer pranced up the stairs and out of sight, leaving Crow to think about what just happened.
"I know it's wrong, but I can't help it," he thought to himself, sitting back down. "But I'd rather it'd be her that finds me out than Yusei." The M-laser etched former criminal reconnected his camera to the computer and started the rendering process over.
By the time Yusei had came back from his work order, Crow had already finished getting the footage onto the computer and also hid it (in the computer) where he believed no one would look.
"Guess whose back?" the mechanic announced as he came into the kitchen, where Akiza was sipping from a cup of lukewarm tea.
"I see that it's you," she answered back, looking up from the table. "Things went smooth here, except for the bathroom lock falling off."
"That happens sometimes, but it's not hard to fix," Yusei countered, grabbing the lock off the table. "Just have to pop it back in." He disappeared for a few moments and then reappeared without the lock in his possession.
"You sure make things look easy," Akiza commented, shaking her head in slight disbelief.
"I just know to do a lot of things with my hands," the mechanic shrugged off. "When you live in the Satellite, you have to learn how to salvage what you can."
"I know one thing I can do with my hands," she purred. "Come here and I'll show you." Yusei said nothing as he stepped forward toward Akiza after she had stood up from her chair. Without warning, she put her face close enough to his face that each one could see the distinct features in the other's eyes and promptly grabbed his butt with both of her hands.
"That's just one thing," she breathed salaciously. "I can show you more later on if you care to see." In response, Yusei's mouth formed a small but eager smile.
"Intriguing," he hummed in a low tone. As he worked on his runner for the remainder of daylight, Akiza's words continued to echo in his mind like before.
"I can show you more later on if you care to see," her voice wrapped around his head.
"I surely await that," the mechanic hoped.
When nightfall came and the time for Akiza, Crow, and Yusei to call it a day, Jack had yet to come stumbling through the door.
"Is it normal for Jack to be gone this long?" the dancer questioned Yusei while giving her hair a good brushing.
"Three, two, one," the mechanic counted down before the front door squeaked open and a wobbling Jack being held up by a woman smaller than him with black hair and strange glasses came in.
"Thanks again for bringing him back, Carly," Yusei thanked the person who brought Jack back.
"No trouble at all, Yusei," she answered. "It's good exercise." The former champ stumbled down to the work floor and up the stairs without saying a word.
"By the way, who's your friend?" the woman asked aloud.
"I'm Akiza," the dancer introduced herself. "Yusei's letting me stay here."
"Nice to meet you," she hollered back, slowly backing outside.
"That's Jack's on-and-off girlfriend," the mechanic explained. "Carly's nice enough to hunt Jack down whenever he goes out drinking."
"Duly noted," Akiza answered. "I'd hate to be him when he wakes up." Yusei found that amusing and chuckled at it. She put her brush down and walked over to say good night in a particular fashion. She deftly laid her lips over Yusei's and managed to gain his taste, so to speak.
"Good night Yusei," Akiza told him before patting his butt again. "Sleep tight."
I apologize for the lack of action in this chapter, unless you don't include the sexual hints I sprinkled in. Grade those for what they're worth. As for Crow's voyeuristic attempt, how should it be handled? Review if you wish.