A/N alright finally we have chapter 41.
Also on a side note I'd like to wish Viki Boom, a happy belated birthday ^.^
Her birthday was on April 23rd? (If I'm wrong I'm super sorry Viki .)
Gonkfish Productions: *enters* is this where the authors come to say the disclaimer?
Jetravenex: Yup ^.^ welcome to my lair XD
Gonkfish Productions:...
Jetravenex: Anyways... I'm not terribly proud of this chapter... It's not that it's bad it's just a bit of a filler so bear with me as I work to arrange the events in a way I like...
Gonkfish Productions: should I be doing anything?
Jetravenex: Now you can, you can say the disclaimer for me. ^.^
Gonkfish Productions: okay... Jetravenex does not own bakugan.
Jetravenex: I own bakugan, I just don't own the show Bakugan.
Chapter 41
Billy glanced over his shoulder as he jogged down the hall, the plate gripped tightly in both hands to prevent the sandwich from falling. As he jogged he kepy glancing over his shouldSeeing that no masked blonde, or anyone was pursuing him he slowed down into a walk. He heaved a sigh as Cycloid popped open.
"That was too close boss," Cycloid said glancing back towards the way they had come as Billy continued walking. "For a second there I was worried Master Masquerade would find out we was keeping the girl in the dungeon."
Billy couldn't help but check around again before lowering his head nodding slightly. "He probably won't disapprove of what me and Komba did; he'd probably just want to torture Julie himself though." Billy's eyes narrowed. "But only I'm the one who can do anything with Julie, I'm the one who gets to torture her, bring her food,"
"Uh, boss?"
Billy broke off what he was saying and looked at Cycloid. "What is it Cycloid?" He asked frowning, a little irritated at being interrupted.
Cycloid shifted slightly before speaking. "Well, if we're trying to break Julie why are we taking food to her? And making sure she has water and such?" Cycloid watched as Billy's frown deepened. "If you ask me boss ever since you got her it's been less about torturing her and more about caring for her."
Billy's face heated up before he turned his head and glared at Cycloid. "What? Are you suggesting I like Julie? Are you suggesting that I'm trying to keep her here to keep her away from trouble? Because I assure you Cycloid I'm-I'm..." He trailed off realizing his bakugan was oddly stiff.
"Boss…" The subterra bakugan said slowly. "I never suggested any of that…"
Billy's face seemed to heat up worse, his mouth opening and closing as he tried to say something but found that he was too stunned to speak. Then his face contorted into a scowl and with a snarl of rage he turned and stomped back towards the kitchen. Cycloid was left floating in the air for a moment looking from his master's back to the door a few feet away leading to the dungeon that now currently housed one teenage Australian girl. He shook himself heaving a sigh summing it up to humans being incredibly strange and weird creatures before following after his 'boss' to the kitchen.
Billy entered the kitchen looking around to see Masquerade looking through the fridge a frown on his face. Billy stiffened as the blond looked up from what he was doing to look at the subterra brawler.
"I thought you were going to eat that?" Masquerade said simply straightening up.
"OH, uh," He looked down at the plate at the sandwich sitting oh so innocently upon it before looking back at Masquerade with a sheepish expression.
Masquerade folded his arms across his chest his voice dropping into a hiss. "Well?" He said.
Billy paled; he glanced about him and seeing the open door he quickly put the plate down on the counter before quickly muttering something about going out to fight some kids or something like that before he hightailed it out of there.
Apparently that didn't fly with Masquerade twice. The masked blond scowled and appeared a foot away from the running Billy, reached out one hand and grasped onto the subterra brawler's collar and slammed him against the wall his face void of emotion this time. Using both hands to grip the other boys collar to hold him up against the wall.
Billy grabbed at the hands that held him, the masked blond surprisingly stronger than he had expected.
"I'm done playing games," Masquerade hissed leaning in his mask reflecting Billy's terrified expression right back at him. "Now, tell me what you are doing with that sandwich, or what happens next.." He chuckled darkly a dark smirk emerging on his lips. "I can assure you, you won't like it in the slightest." He said
Billy swallowed looking around wildly, hoping that one of the other minions would appear and by some random chance save him from the masked maniac. He could feel the other blond's grip tighten and he silently uttered a prayer for mercy…
"He-he was going to feed the girl!" Cycloid shouted in an act of desperation making both blonds stiffen.
Masquerade paused then turned his head slightly to focus on the Cyclops like bakugan. "Jet?" He said casting a glance at Billy. "You were going to feed Jet?" He asked.
Billy swallowed glancing around trying to think of what to say. "Ye-yes?" He said, although it sounded more like a question rather than a statement.
Masquerade scowled before slamming Billy's back against the wall and letting him drop to the floor. "Listen here," He said icily. "Jet is my prisoner, anything that concerns her concerns me and only me, you will not go near her unless you have my permission, understood?" He said towering over Billy who shuddered as he looked up at the fearsome blonde.
"O-of course." The subterra user managed pressing his back against the wall shaking like a leaf as Masquerade glowered at him. Then with a snort the blond turned and walked back to the kitchen his coat billowing behind him.
Once he had turned away from Billy he scowled as he heard the other's scrambling to regain his feet and the hurried thuds on the floor as he quickly made himself scarce.
"You don't honestly believe that do you master?" Hydranoid asked popping open on Masquerade's shoulder.
Masquerade shrugged. "At this point I don't care…" He said entering the kitchen, he walked towards the fridge to continue to pursue some form of sustenance to get his stomach to shut up, when he spotted the sandwich Billy had abandoned on the counter.
Frowning to himself he went over to the plate. "If Jet's awake now, she must be quite famished."
"I suppose she would be master…" Hydranoid said slowly not quite sure where Masquerade was going with this.
Masquerade grinned as he picked up the sandwich a wicked idea coming into his mind as he exited the kitchen with the sandwich.
"then perhaps we should take this to her," He mused chuckling slightly making Hydranoid stare blankly at him before shaking himself and summing it up to his lack of understanding for humans.
"Wake up Jet," A smooth voice purred into her ear.
Jet groaned softly at the sound of the words, grumbling about being tired and not wanting to get up. But then the urgings continued along with someone shaking her shoulder. Jet let out a half groan half whine turning onto her back. But despite the change in her position the actions continued. Fed up Jet opened her eyes and turned her head glaring at the offender.
"What!" She barked. With her vision still bleary from her sleep all she could make out was blonde hair, a blue mask… Oh. Jet rolled onto her back again and sat up rubbing her eyes wearily as her mind clambered back up to reality. Masquerade backed away and straightened up, smirking at the girl. Jet grumbled under her breath as she moved her hands from her eyes and looked up at Masquerade. Narrowing her eyes in distrust she scowled. "What do you want?" She said irritably.
Masquerade chuckled again before he went over to his dresser and retrieved the sandwich he'd brought.
"I figured you were hungry," He said smirking as he showed the sandwich to Jet. His smirk broadened as if on cue Jet's stomach growled slightly causing Jet's eyes to widen and her face to become flushed. "Seems I was right."
Jet swallowed before she narrowed her eyes into a glare.
Masquerade laughed at this. "Ohhh, the glare of death, I'm so scared." He taunted holding out the sandwich in front of Jet's face. "You want to eat this don't you?"
Jet's eyes fell upon the sandwich on the plate before going back up to analyze Masquerade for a moment, then back to eyeing the plate. The girl reached for the sandwich only to have her hand swatted away by Masquerade.
"Hey!" Jet shouted drawing back again rubbing her sore hand, glaring at Masquerade in indignation. "The hell was that for?" She hissed.
Masquerade snickered and wagged his finger in her face. "Now, now Jet, if you want me to give you the sandwich, then you're going to have to do something for me."
Jet grunted and scowled. "I'm not kicking you ass, does that count?" She hissed.
Suddenly Masquerade's playful nature dropped and the masked blonde grabbed Jet by the front of her shirt, and dragged her towards him so they were face to face. Jet cringed as the blond tightened his grip as she started to pull away. Oh god his hand was right-
"EVIL BRAIN SHUT UP!" Jet's mind howled at the dirty thoughts, mentally struggling to stamp them out. But the problem was Masquerade was too close, and it was causing her fangirl side to declare war with her rational side.
And Masquerade with the scowl on his face, and his mask glinting evilly in the light, giving her the impression that her death was probably imminent was NOT helping things.
For a moment they were frozen like that, Masquerade holding Jet close fisting the front of her shirt, face to face and Jet's steadily getting redder as the blood rushed to it.
Suddenly Masquerade's scowl dropped as the smirk he'd worn earlier reappeared. He moved his other hand to cup her cheek while releasing her shirt from his grip, the front partially wrinkled from his death grip.
Jet's eyes widened as he drew her in closer, their noses practically touching,
"Does it bother you to be this close to me?" He asked her, Jet flushing worse to the point where her face was as bright red as a tomato.
"Y-yes?" Jet said shakily, as she started shaking like a leaf, all thoughts of being fierce and confident extinguishing themselves.
"Or," Masquerade said slowly. "Does it bother you because you like being this close to me?" He asked chuckling softly.
Jet blanched her jaw dropping and practically detaching as her mind went dead, her brain blanked out and the only thing registering now was Masquerade. For a few moments she struggled to get her mouth to move and forms words of reproach, to shout about how wrong he was to the heavens and call him a pervert or something. But no words came out.
Masquerade chuckled as her suddenly released her chin and pushed her back away from him, causing her to land on her back on the bed sheets.
"Remember Jet, I can make your stay…" He drew his tongue over his teeth as he thought for a moment. "Unpleasant, or" He leaned down so that he loomed over her his hands reaching out to grab her arms pinning her down to the bed, and then he lowered his face down so that they were a breath apart from each other. Jet blushed as Masquerade chuckled and then moved his head so that his lips brushed past her ear before he whispered. "It could be quite pleasant…"
Jet took a quick intake of breath her eyes widening to the size of dinner plates at his words and then the blond boy straightened up, releasing Jet's arms as he did, until he was standing by the bedside and she was lying on the bed.
"Now, unfortunately, you didn't behave…" He said picking up the plate he had placed on the bedside table sometime during the event. "So, you don't get any food till dinner."
Jet's shock and awe wore off instantly to be replaced with indignation. "What? But-but!" She fumbled with her words her voice not functioning at full capacity quite yet it seemed. "I'm hungry!" She whined.
Masquerade still smirking tsked and shook his head at her. "Should have thought of that before you misbehaved, however… I am feeling merciful so… How about in exchange for food you make me lunch?"
Jet blinked, and then stared at him. "You…want me… to make…you lunch?" She said slowly.
Masquerade sighed and rolled his eyes behind his mask. "Seems only fair seeing as I made yours…" Inwardly he was grinning at the lie.
Jet swallowed. "I-I can't." She said shaking her head at last. "I'm a terrible cook… It'd taste bad." Then with more vigor she said. "No."
"Well after hearing that, I wouldn't want you to anyways, but I'm willing to put up with your cooking, so either you make me something to eat now. Or you won't eat at all today." Masquerade said sneering at her.
Jet sighed and rose from the bed, wincing as an echo of pain shot up from her shoulder.
"Fine…"
Masquerade grinned. "Good, now follow me, and don't try to run away… Or you might find one of the experiments Hal-G lets loose in the mansion sometimes." The blond sighed shaking his head almost sadly. "They never did find little tommy." Then he grinned and chuckled.
Jet blanched at this and quickly came over to join Masquerade shivering a little and shooting glances around the room. Masquerade grinned reaching out and grabbing the girl's fore arm and pulling her a little closer to him.
Jet flinched at the sudden contact and looked down at her arm that Masquerade was holding, a light blush covering her face. She looked up towards Masquerade's face, the smirk plastered right there.
"Come on now." Masquerade said tugging slightly on Jet's arm turning to the hallway, forcing Jet to follow as well struggling to keep up with his much faster pace. "I thought you were a runner?" He said softly chuckling as Jet glared at him.
"It's not my fault I have shorter legs..." Jet muttered looking away.
Masquerade grinned. "Point for me."
"Bite me."
A/N
Really big filler. *sighs* there was supposed to be more happening but I got bored with it and just came out with this!
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