A Saiyan's Prison Ride:
Chapter 8: Setting plans.
"Hmph! You're here." Meiko commented as she saw Gohan walk into the prison. Elbow bent as she propped one hand on her hip to regard the tired looking boy with a stern gaze. Her rigid stance with one hand placed on her hip allowing her to tower over the young half-breed as he stopped close to her by nearly half a foot thanks to her stilettoes. Head tilted as she gazed down at him. "Be sure to keep in line." She said with an authoritative tone, sounding more like she was addressing a prisoner than a colleague.
Normally Gohan might've been a little annoyed with the tone she took there, but right now he was too tired to care about the tone she took with him. Just nodding his head in agreement, hoping to get this day over with swiftly.
Feeling satisfied enough with his response, she turned on her heel and walked towards the prison rooms, giving a silent motion for him to follow.
"The day has only just begun, and he already looks exhausted." The busty warden thought to herself about the boy's appearance as she walked down the hall with him in tow. Her heels clacking audibly against the ground alerting the prisoners to presence before she was even halfway down the hall. "It would appear that whatever Hana had him do, put him through the wringer…" A small smile graced her full, ruby red lips at the thought. "Excellent work, Hana! With him being less aware, he's more likely to make a slip up today and show his true colours. I'll have to be sure to keep a closer eye on him in case he cracks."
With that decided, her smile vanished as she made it to the prison cells, calling out for the quintet of idiots to stand by their cells, which they did without complaint, her chest pumping out a little as she prepared to take stock of these buffoons. The five boys already lined up by their prison cells given a small treat in the morning of the enormous round spheres of flesh pushing mightily into her open-collared shirt and blazer bunching up before letting off a giddy bounce as she came into view for them.
Gohan entered with her as she stood before the boys, an air of supreme authority around her as her gaze shifted over all five inmates in the blink of an eye. "Roll call!"
Each of the five boys called out their number obediently. Nodding at this, she motioned for the five to head towards the prison's lunch table for them to eat a nutritious breakfast, so that they'd have plenty of energy to work throughout the day, and no excuse for lazing about.
They did so, filing out of the room without a word of protest. On their way out though, Kiyoshi looked over to Gohan for a brief moment, and got a good look at his tired face. The spiky haired half-breed, in Kiyoshi's eyes, looking like he was barely even awake.
Even with all the crap going on with himself right now, he couldn't help the look of concern that he gave the spiky-haired teen. "Gohan-san doesn't look too good…" The boy being more perceptive than most people cared to regard him as, was aware that Hana had been the reason for his absence yesterday, going off the brief conversation he'd overheard from Meiko and Mari whilst he was busy wallowing in defeat over his situation. "I don't know what Hana-san made him do, but whatever it was, it couldn't have been good…"
If he had known then what actually happened between the two, he would've kicked himself for even thinking such a thought.
They reached and sat down at the table rather quick. Their food already laid before them on trays. A portion of spinach and salad, fried fish, white rice, and meat chunks with curry. A bowl of noodle soup accompanying each tray, all of which supplied kindly by the cafeteria. They each got to eating, going through their meals first before having to get to work.
As they did, Gohan's stomach grumbled seeing the food, getting a raised brow from his bodacious associate. "You're hungry too?"
Admittedly, Gohan was a little surprised the girl even bothered to ask, although it was clearly a rhetorical question. Turning baggy eyes toward the busty bombshell, he gave a simple nod. The boy's mind thankful he hadn't been hard into training, otherwise due to his Saiyan metabolism it would've been a lot louder. "Yeah. Haven't had the chance to eat since yesterday morning." He revealed, though that was technically a lie, since he could've taken the risk and visited the cafeteria after he'd gotten away from Hana. Unfortunately, he seriously doubted his ability to hide away his erection, given how it rebelliously pushed out of whatever he wore like a flagpole. All it would take is one of the girls noticing, and before he'd know it, the entire cafeteria would most likely have known about it. Thus, he had taken the safe route in his room and abstained. "Would it be alright if I had a bite to eat too?"
"No doubt about it now. If he wasn't even able to eat up to now, Hana definitely let him have it…" Coming out of her thoughts hiding the satisfaction she felt at her cohort's actions, whatever they had been, that had left him like this a day later, Meiko regarded her male 'cohort' with a fixed gaze as she folded her arms close to her waist. "Unfortunately, no. That was all the food we got from the cafeteria, and those five will need it for what they'll be doing today. However, once the day is over, you may go over to the cafeteria yourself to eat then, if you wish."
"Can't I go now? I promise I'll be back quick…" Gohan said as politely as he could.
Meiko shook her head. "No. I've been told that you are to remain close by all day today in case I need you for something." Chances are she wouldn't, but that didn't really matter to her.
Whilst annoyed by this, Gohan couldn't really argue that such a deal was unreasonable and going too far, as had been his agreement with Mari. He definitely could've and just walked off if she tried to insinuate he couldn't eat at all today because he was meant to be with her full-time, but since it was clear he was still going to eat, just at the end of the day, he couldn't really say much. He had himself partially to blame for not being fed before trying to sleep yesterday, due to a certain part of his anatomy not simmering down when he would've preferred. Most of the blame still centred on Hana in his mind though, given she'd put him like that in the first place.
After a moment, Gohan just sighed as he turned away from the heavily endowed warden, resigning himself to effective watch duty for the entire day before he finally got something in his belly.
In his tiredness, he didn't notice Kiyoshi looking back at him occasionally with a sympathetic look. Turning back to his tray after he'd had a decent fill at what remained of each portion, the boy made up his mind. "Uhm, Madam Vice-President?"
"Hmm?" Her gaze turned to him immediately. "What is it, inmate?"
"I-I've had enough breakfast, but there's still some left over. I-I wouldn't mind handing it to Gohan if he wants…" He offered with a nervous look, pointing towards the remaining portions of rice, meaty curry chunks and salad.
This caught both Meiko and Gohan by surprise and got him more than a few raised brows from the other guys next to him at his sudden charitable offer.
It didn't take long for a smile to grace Gohan's face at the boy's generosity. "You serious, Kiyoshi?"
"Sure bro!" Kiyoshi smiled a little wider as he looked back at Gohan again, giving the boy a friendly expression. "Go right ahead, Gohan-san. I think you need it more than I do." This wasn't entirely true given all the energy he'd likely need to do what the Vice-President had in store for them, but he didn't care right now. "Since he doesn't have to leave, this should be allowed, right Madam Vice-President?" He asked carefully towards the only female in the room. Looking hopeful she wouldn't shoot it down, even though there was nothing wrong with it.
Closing her eyes as the surprise wore off and letting out an exhale of air, Meiko knew she'd just been snookered there. She probably should've expected that, in fairness. "Yes, it is allowed." She said, giving a small nod. "You can give it to him, if you wish."
Almost beaming at Kiyoshi with a patented Son grin that his father trademarked, Gohan wasted no time thanking the boy as he took the tray from him, "Thanks Kiyoshi-san! I owe you one." giving Kiyoshi an appreciative look, he got down to eating what was left.
It wasn't all that much, even for his supressed appetite, but it would be enough to easily tide him over until the end of the day.
Following breakfast, the day went by without a fuss for the inmates. Meiko keeping an eye on them to make sure they did every job that was assigned to them, such as cleaning the bathroom stalls to the point they were squeaky clean as per her demands, and the usual gruelling work she had them doing outside. all while making sure to keep her eyes peeled for any possible slip up in Gohan's behaviour.
In between these activities, the boys were mandated to watch a recording of the lessons the other girls of their year were taking in class, to ensure they didn't fall behind. Gohan, standing near the boys at the time as Meiko told him to observe, tried to listen in on what the teachers were saying, but found himself unable to focus given his lack of sleep, and quickly gave up. If Mari was telling the truth, he'd have the notes of what material to catch up on if he needed to.
Soon enough, the point in the day was reached where the school day was over. Meaning it was only a matter of hours before he could leave.
"Madam Vice-President!" Gohan heard Kiyoshi call, bringing his attention to the boy as he brought a wheelbarrow filled beyond the brim with twigs and moss towards Meiko, who stood beside him with her arms folded beneath her gigantic bust. "The refuse is building up; may I go dispose of it?" He asked, sticking his hand up straight in the air like a student would towards a teacher in a classroom.
USC's Vice-President took a quick glance at the wheelbarrow, greyish eyes acknowledging it had been filled up enough to warrant it. "Permission granted."
Happy to have the permission, Kiyoshi couldn't help himself taking advantage of the opportunity when the busty warden wasn't looking to take a lasting glance at her swelling cleavage. Noting how the sun seemed to reflect off the older girl's massive K-cup globes. The two perfectly spherical mounds of flesh almost looking as though they had a spotlight shone on them, drawing even more attention to the perky pair in all their immense, barely contained glory.
The boy stilled himself though before she could spot him and moved on with refuse. Knowing how easy it was for him and the others to get entranced by Meiko's expansive sea of milky white boob flesh always on full display before them.
As the demi-saiyan watched him roll the wheelbarrow away from the more forested area towards the small, open shelter where it was all put, he couldn't help but think about how quiet the day had been so far. None of the boys had thrown a fuss over anything yet, and Meiko hadn't whipped any of them either, which was a first from his perspective. Whilst a little boring since all he did pretty much was stand around watching them do menial labour, it was… honestly rather pleasant all things considered. Hell, there was no sign of a familiar blond anywhere either.
For a moment, Gohan started to think Hana wouldn't even show up today and began to breathe a sigh of relief. Tired as hell or not, if he could have until tomorrow to be away from the bob-haired blond, then he wasn't going to complain. He still had no idea how he'd interact with her after what went down in the bathhouse.
In fairness, he really should've realised he was tempting fate there…
The sound of footsteps approaching made Meiko turn to her left. A small smile decorating her face briefly as she saw who was coming over. "Ah, Hana!"
Gohan locked up for a split-second right as heard Meiko callout, his ears picking up footsteps coming closer to them. "Ah crab baskets…" Turning in the same direction, his tired but wary eyes fell on the blond as she strolled up to both of them.
The girl gave a light, friendly smile as she came close to the grey-haired girl. "Hey there, Madam Vice-President! Just got done with classes a few minutes ago, and I'm ready to help if needed!" She said cheerily, locking her hands behind her back as she chose to refer to the taller lass by title rather than name.
Her attitude was effectively close to the polar opposite of his right now.
Meiko nodded approvingly. "That's good, Hana. Nice to see you back in high spirits again." She meant every word of that, Gohan could tell.
Hana hummed in agreement. "Yep! Glad to be back!" She then turned her attention to him, her smile faltering near instantly as she saw him. "What's wrong with you?" She asked, quirking a brow as she looked him up and down, seeing his less than chipper appearance.
"Lack of sleep…" He replied, not even looking her in the eye as the awkwardness hit him full force. Still not knowing how to interact with her after what had happened. The only thing he could do was force down the heated blush that tried to surface with her near him.
This didn't go unnoticed by either girl, particularly Meiko who was more perceptive. The taller girl, seeing neither he nor the other boys were looking, smirked at Gohan's new attitude around the USC's secretary. "He can't even look at her… No doubt about it, Hana definitely taught him a lesson he won't soon forget!" She had no idea how right she was about that, for all the wrong reasons.
Hana on the other hand, rose another brow in confusion at his reaction. "Lack of sleep? Why's that?"
Surely, she wasn't serious…
"I believe it has something to do with what you had him do yesterday, Hana." Meiko interjected, bringing the girl's gaze back to her. "From what I can see, whatever it was you had him do kept him up last night." In saying this, Meiko gave her friend another nod of approval, clearly pleased by the result. "You really did put our newest 'member' through the wringer, I'd say."
Meiko, once again, had no clue how right she was for the wrong reasons.
Hana's eyes narrowed at this, turning back towards Gohan, who'd turned a little further away from Hana, feeling the awkward air permeating around due to her presence intensify at the reminder of the 'wringer' Hana had put him through. "I see…"
Deciding this had become too awkward for him, Gohan began walking towards the open shelter. "I'm uhh… going to check on Kiyoshi-san. See if he's handling things okay."
Thankfully not getting a rebuke from Meiko, he soldiered on away.
Hana's eyes lingered on him for a moment more as he walked off. What was he being so weird around her for? Normally, she wouldn't have cared since he was a boy, but something about the way he just acted when she arrived didn't sit well with her.
"Oh, by the way Hana," Meiko started, bringing the girl's attention back to her. "you can feel free to take it easy today if you want. I have things under control here for today. You can return as their overseer tomorrow."
"Oh, alright then." Hana nodded understandably. "I'm here now already, though. So I might as well help out anyway." She shrugged, pushing her thoughts on Gohan to the side for now.
Meiko smiled slightly. "You won't hear any complaints from me."
It took no less than a minute for her eyes to spot Shingo beginning to get lazy. The punk looking boy seeming to have taken a break near a tree of his own accord without her permission. As if to add insult to injury, she saw a full pile of refuse still unattended for on the ground with Gakutu close by, doing absolutely nothing about it, the lazy roach!
"Hana, it would seem that we have two inmates who aren't doing their jobs well." The blonde looked where her fellow USC member was looking, and spotted the two prisoners who looked to be slagging out on their work. "Such insolence. It looks like they'll need some motivation. You can take the fool by the tree. I'll handle the oaf who can't be bothered to clean up the refuse."
"Gotcha!" Hana nodded, making her way towards the lazing Shingo whilst Meiko stalked towards Gakuto.
At the shelter, Kiyoshi had just finished handling the refuse. The boy having made sure to look out a moment ago to see if he was being watched, and to his relief, no one was watching him. He did get a small bit concerned when he saw Hana arrive, but she was quickly distracted by the Vice-President, so there was nothing to worry about there.
Before he turned back to his true objective, the boy did manage to spot how uncomfortable Gohan looked as soon as Hana came, and he once again felt concern for his fellow man. "Jeez, whatever Hana-san had him do must've been pretty bad. Given how crazy she is, I can't say I'm surprised." Kiyoshi really didn't envy the poor guy right now. As bad as it might've sounded if he said out loud, a part of him was relieved it was Gohan in that position and not him. He had enough on his plate right now without having Hana breathe down his neck after the whole 'seeing her pissing' thing.
Speaking of what was on his plate, looking back down on his current objective, Kiyoshi fished a fork out of his prison pants pocket and pressing his free hand against the hard wooden wall for stability, held the fork strong as he stabbed downwards. The sharp edges of the fork chipped into a small section of the wall near the ground, which Kiyoshi had found out had partially fallen apart already. To his pleasure, each time he struck the partially broken wall section, small pieces of debris chipped off, showing he was knocking it down bit by bit.
This would be his escape route. Once he'd formed a full hole and widened it a bit, he definitely be able to fit through. There wasn't a chance in hell the USC was going to keep him from his date with Chiyo! His first real date with a pretty girl in his whole life.
After a minute or so, Kiyoshi looked down at what he'd managed to peel off and let out a satisfied breath at his handiwork. "At this rate, it will be big enough for me to get through on the day of our date." Nodding to himself, he placed a piece of hard wood over his soon to be escape route. "Three minutes is the limit for each turn here, so I'll have to be precise." Naturally, since this was for his first date, he didn't question that he'd be capable of it.
Pleased with himself knowing he could do this, he turned around to head back before anyone got suspicious of what was taking so long.
Only to immediately come eye-to-eye with Gohan, who stood right outside the small shelter peering in at him. His tired, baggy eyes widened in surprise, not so much as blinking as he stared at Kiyoshi, making the boy feel like a deer caught right in the headlights.
"A-Ah, Gohan-san!" The prison boy yelped, startled by the spiky-haired teens sudden appearance. Taking a step back in fright at how long he might've been standing there. "U-Uhh… how much of that did you hear…?"
For a few seconds, Gohan just stared at him, and Kiyoshi started to get even more worried by the lack of response. The silence between them becoming increasingly uncomfortable.
"You're actually planning to break out, Kiyoshi?" He said finally, voice barely above a whisper. His gaze turning a tinge bit incredulous.
He had used Kiyoshi as an excuse to get away from Hana until he had figured out how to deal with that crazy situation. Having believed it would be a time to let his shoulders sag and let go of some of the awkwardness he'd dealt with around her. Perhaps have a chat with the boy who was proving more and more to the half-blood that there was much more to him than just a horny high-school pervert.
What did he get instead? That very same boy hatching a plan to escape from the school, and by extension the prison, which it didn't take a genius to figure out the ramifications of such a thing should it be discovered, and he'd walked right into it…
For the love of Kami, why did it seem like he had such rotten luck as of late?
Swallowing a lump in his throat, Kiyoshi didn't bother to hide the truth from him. He would've tried to lie if he thought he could get away with it, but one look into Gohan's coal black orbs let him know how pointless such an act would be. "Y-Yeah, I am." He said lowly, so no one else could hear them. Seeing the creasing of Gohan's brow, Kiyoshi elaborated further in case Gohan hadn't heard why. "Y-You see, I had a date set up with Chiyo-chan for the weekend two weeks from now, and I didn't want to let her down so…"
"So, you decided you'd break out of the school grounds for it…" Gohan finished for him. The incredulity in his tone growing. Had he lost his mind? All the potential risk just for a date… he almost wanted to slap himself in the face from the stupidity of it all. "Kiyoshi-san, what are you thinking? do you have any idea what'll happen if you get caught? Don't you think you're going overboard here?"
Kiyoshi visibly cringed at the thought but didn't let it deter him. "Gohan-san, it's the only way I can have my date with Chiyo-chan." He said with unwavering resolution.
"Couldn't you just wait until your sentence is up and then go out on a date?"
The prison boy shook his head fervently. "No, I can't. I promised Chiyo-chan I'd go out on a date with her at the weekend in two weeks to see some sumo, and I don't want to let her down!"
Gohan looked conflicted at this, knowing that for Kiyoshi such a violation could easily extend his and the others time in the prison. On the other hand, he knew what making a real promise to someone meant. If you truly cared about them, you'd stick to it no matter what. He'd know after all, since he'd made a fair few himself, and just one look at the boy's face let him know he was dead serious about this. Inwardly, Gohan felt a little bit more respect for the boy seeing him willing to go to such lengths to keep a promise, but at the same time knowing that if he screwed up, then he'd have to take some fire for it along with the other boys. Most likely a much longer extension to their prison time, as well as his compliance to being a part of the USC.
Seeing how conflicted the young half-breed was, Kiyoshi clapped his hand together almost as if in prayer, his eyes staring right into Gohan's with a pleading look as beads of nervous sweat fell down his temple. "Please don't tell anyone, man. This is my one chance to hit it off with Chiyo-chan and I don't want to waste it!" Going so far as to bow on his hands and knees before the boy, which managed to startle him seeing the prison garbed youth's devotion towards his date with the girl, he continued, his tone leaking desperation. "Please man, I'm begging you…"
"C-Couldn't you just ask for a break on that weekend? Surely, you have some time off…" Gohan tried to reason with him, though he could already feel himself faltering, seeing the boy willing to beg him of all people.
Without rising from his bow, Kiyoshi replied bitterly, "That's no longer an option. We were told we would have some time off at the weekends if we behaved ourselves and worked well enough, but the President took that away, because according to her, we weren't working hard enough… even though we did our best…"
Gohan frowned at that, hearing the utmost sincerity in his tone. Not even a hint of a lie there.
Prisoners in this or not for their behaviour, that was just unfair. Getting their hopes up like that just to squash them? It would be one thing if they never had a chance at a break until their sentence ended, to act as a sort of reminder to never try what they did again, but to go and get their hopes up by saying they could have time off at the weekends if they behaved and did their work, only to crush that notion when their best wasn't up to your standards? Jeez… talk about a slave driver…
"Please Gohan-san…" Kiyoshi said lowly, and Gohan could see the beginning of tears forming in his eyes as he rose up, bringing his hands forward to clutch on to the demi-saiyan's broad shoulders. "I know I'm being selfish here, but please, don't say a word to anyone about this…"
Gohan froze. The poor guy looked like he was about to have a panic attack, for crying out loud! Caught between a rock and hard place, Gohan stared into his fellow man's eyes, seeing the pure, almost comical desperation in them. Personally, he wouldn't see this as a big deal if he were in his shoes, but clearly it wasn't the same for Kiyoshi…
Bless his bleeding heart but, he couldn't refuse the guy. Not after seeing all the emotion in his eyes. Clearly this was a huge deal to him, even if he personally didn't think it was…
Letting out a tired sigh, Gohan nodded his head in resignation. "Okay, okay… I won't say a word man. Just try not to get caught, alright?"
Hearing his agreement, Kiyoshi breathed his own sigh of relief. A beaming, confident smile encroaching on his face as he shot the half-breed a thumbs up. "Thanks bro! Don't worry, they'll never know I was gone!"
"Yeoowh!" The two boys heard Shingo wail, the sound of flesh being whipped reaching their ears, and it didn't take long for Gakuto's to join in with an equally as audible wail of pain.
"Guess they finally did something to set Meiko-san off…" Gohan thought, a small sweat drop falling down the back of his head. "We should probably get back too, before they notice you're still back here."
"Yeah, good idea."
Right as they both moved out of the shelter though, Kiyoshi felt something shine onto his face. The boy grunted, forced to shut the eye closest to the glare so it didn't blind him, while making the other one squint.
Gohan turned back in Kiyoshi's direction as well, to see what the problem was. Seeing light shining on his face, Gohan looked up to the source in curiosity. His eyes spotting up on the second floor of the building the very girl Kiyoshi was pining for.
Kiyoshi did the same. Looking up to spot the source of the light, surprise flooded over his face as he saw what, or in this case, who caused it. "Chiyo-chan!"
Watching on with more curiosity, Gohan could tell the girl knew he was there too, but didn't seem to mind his presence in the slightest. He and Kiyoshi saw the girl toss something on to the shelter's roof, which rolled down to the ground, before moving away from the window briefly, leaving both boys wondering what exactly she was doing.
When she came back, she propped an open copybook on the window sill for Kiyoshi to see, and given that Gohan was pretty close to the prison garbed gent, he was able to see what the girl had written on it.
It said: "Kiyoshi-kun, the line for the student sumo tournament forms at 1p.m. at the Ryogoku Gymnasium entrance. You can get sprung on Saturday, can't you?"
A warm smile spread across Kiyoshi's face after reading it, his cheeks tinting red as without even thinking, he gave a quick bow to silently affirm.
'Thank you very much.' Chiyo communicated back to him by making a few happy motions with her hand.
Kiyoshi, effectively caught up in the moment, did his own hand gestures back saying without words, 'No, thank you.'
Satisfied, she gave him a sweet smile before turning to the half-breed and giving a friendly wave, which Gohan awkwardly gave back as she departed from the window.
"She doesn't know that Kiyoshi got his weekend time taken away, and is expecting him to be there with her on Saturday… Man, Kiyoshi might not have been kidding when he said this was his one chance…" She may have been willing to give the guy a second chance after the whole peeping incident, but if he ended up blowing her off here, he may not actually get another chance.
The half-breed had been sceptical about this being his only chance, but that girl was like an open book there with how she felt. Just one look into her eyes when she was telling him about the sumo tournament was all Gohan needed to see how passionate she was about it. That girl really did seem like the honest and impressionable sort. If Kiyoshi did screw up on going with her on Saturday, then he wasn't certain how well she might take the boy effectively lying to her and getting her hopes up…
Perhaps Gohan would have to chance it and talk to her tomorrow? Perhaps see how she might take such news without actually telling her what's going on, in case Kiyoshi managed to pull it off. Just to air on the side of caution, so in case something did go wrong, he could help the boy out and hopefully soften the blow in case she wouldn't take the news well.
He knew he didn't have to, but he considered it a way to pay Kiyoshi back for giving him his breakfast this morning. As far as he was concerned at this point, Kiyoshi was about the closest thing he had to a friend in this school, so he might as well.
"Ah, she's so sweet!", Kiyoshi, looking like he was caught in a daze after Chiyo left, with what Gohan could swear looked like happy sparkles floating about all around his head, pushed his cart along. A dumb smile worn on his glittering face as he walked by the demi-saiyan without another word, stuck in his own little world it seemed like.
A sweat drop fell over the back of Gohan's head again at the boy's behaviour, before joining him in the short walk back to the others.
"Hmm… why does it feel like I forgot something?" Gohan thought as they approached the forested area again, an odd feeling suddenly rising as though they'd left something behind.
Then it hit him just as they came back to the forested area. "Oh yeah! Didn't she throw something down there?" Gohan looked back to the open shelter, but couldn't spot whatever it was the girl had thrown at his prison garbed pal. "I didn't get a good look at it, but maybe I should-"
Gohan's thoughts were cut off when the sound of a familiar stiletto heel crunching down on something reached his ears, drawing his attention over to where it came from.
His gaze centred on Meiko, who had Gakuto flat on his stomach near a unattended pile of refuse with her leg bent at the knee as her sharp heel rather painfully stabbed into face, grinding his cheek without a hint of mercy. Those precious, large pearls of her jiggling excitably within their meagre confines, bountiful milky cleavage looking ready to spill out of her open collar at any moment, as she folded the arm with her whip over her knee. The way she was holding it making it clear she was ready to whack him at a moments notice. Her gaze narrowed sharply down at him as though he were a lowly worm.
Gakuto could only look up at the prison warden with his right eye given his position, with his other being blocked b the flat part of her heel. His mouth opened wide in shock and pain, with the left side of his glasses broken and bent out of shape from the busty beauty's stiletto, as she continued to rub the pointy end into his face like some sort of doormat, the right side of his temple along with his cheek beginning to trickle blood.
Whilst this allowed the bespectacled boy to still see up Meiko's comically small mini-skirt, and give him a good view still of the exceedingly thin, purple string thong she wore underneath that barely covered her sex, and showed off a wealth of camel-toe peeking through, he found himself unable to enjoy the heavenly sight for once. The shock and pain of his current predicament overwhelming his libido.
"What do you mean by forgetting to load the refuse into the cart?" She asked him, tone a mixture of incredulity and aggravation. Eyes glaring down at him with annoyance.
"M-My apologies!" Gakuto wheezed out through the pain of her stiletto grinding deeper into his cheek. Knowing any excuse he made, even if true, the girl would disregard entirely.
Gohan visibly cringed watching the scene, out of the corner of his eye he could also see Shingo laid out similarly on the ground. The only difference being, his face looking googly eyed, like he was watching stars orbit around his skull, the indent of a boot's heel going right through his hair down to the top of his cranium, with Hana standing over him. The scene almost identical to when she'd made the boys pick up three leaf clovers, and when the punkish boy had gotten just the slightest bit casual with her, got plonked hard on the head like he came straight out of an exaggerated comedy skit.
He immediately blocked out the blond from his mind again until he could properly process how to deal with her, before turning over to Kiyoshi when he caught the boy locking up in the corner of his other eye. All traces of his previous gushy mood over Chiyo gone, replaced by a look of fright marred with realisation. His hands gripping the handles of the wheelbarrow taut, as his face turned a shocking level of pale, with nervous drop of sweat falling hazardously from his brow.
"Wait, don't tell me…" Gohan looked at the now empty wheelbarrow, or cart, as Meiko had referred to it as, before skinning back to the voluptuous warden and scraggly youth beneath her heel. "Kiyoshi was supposed to clear that up as well, wasn't he…" Crud, that meant the boy had forgotten about it, and now Gakuto was paying for it in Kiyoshi's stead!
Kiyoshi was obviously on the same thought process as him, for it didn't take even a second longer for him to burst forward to help him out. "I'm sorry!" He called out loud, bringing the bodacious warden's gaze to him as he wheeled up close to her. "I'll dispose of it at once!"
Removing her heel from the boy, and giving him a reprieve from the piercing force of her stiletto momentarily.
"Kiyoshi-dono!" The boy moaned in agony, raising to his hands and knees as he tried to crawl away, thinking that he was in the clear.
He was wrong however, as Meiko's ire quickly shifted back to him, as without a hint of remorse, and without even looking at him, she rose up her left leg, and struck it forward directly for the boy's posterior.
A mangled cry leapt from his throat nary a second later, which was quickly muffled as his head was unceremoniously shoved into the refuse from the force of the kick, sounding comedically like that of a pig that had just been struck with a stick. The sound of her heel crunching ghastly in between his buttocks quite audible, as he felt the sharp tip damn near pierce through his prison garb and stab directly into his anus.
"No, you go!" She commanded authoritatively, leaving no room for argument. "That was for peeking up my skirt, you lecherous leech!"
Cringing again at the sight, even though he knew why she just did that, since he'd also seen where the bespectacled youth was looking, Gohan was still less than amused, since Gakuto never should've been in that situation to begin with.
Approaching them himself as she pulled her stiletto away again, giving a good, long twist on the way out for good measure, Gohan got next to Gakuto and decided to give the boy a break.
"Hold on man, I got you." The half-saiyan remarked with concern, as he lightly grabbed one of his arms, and quickly helped him back to his feet.
Gakuto looked over at him as he helped him back up, taken a little by surprise through his slight disorientation that Gohan was helping him up.
"You okay, man?" Gohan asked, his voice even holding some bit of concern.
Still a bit disoriented, but nonetheless cognisant, Gakuto nodded his head dumbly. "Uhm… yes… thank you for the hand, Gohan-dono…"
Not knowing anything else to say to him given their sparse interaction as of late, and not wanting to draw Meiko's ire again, especially if he couldn't properly enjoy the heavenly sights she had to offer, Gakuto turned away to reach for the nearest shovel. Pain flaring up in his ass from where he was stomped on by the warden's heel.
Kiyoshi, feeling a little ashamed of himself for letting Gakuto take the fall like that, but also not wanting to draw ire from either Meiko or Hana for not working, left the cart there for the bespectacled youth and trekked on over to Andre and Joe, who were still picking up some bits of refuse still lying about.
Meanwhile, Meiko frowned watching the demi-saiyan. Inwardly disappointed seeing it was only a couple hours away from the day being over, and the boy, despite his tiredness, hadn't slipped up even in the slightest.
"Hmm… not even a hint of lecherous behaviour from him yet… Even when tired, I suppose he is still more cautious then the other flith here. Still, that doesn't change the fact he should be more vulnerable than normal, as we all are when there's a lack of sleep, and I'm effectively wasting the opportunity Hana gave me for a better chance to get him to expose himself for the pervert he is underneath…" She had promised Mari, after all, that she would catch him out when he finally showed his true colours.
Her oval shaped glasses glinted ominously in the sunlight. "Well then, if he's not going to crack during the normal routine, then perhaps it's time I take a more hand's on approach…"
"Hana!" She called out about a minute later.
The blond turned from her position standing over the crumpled heap that was Shingo towards her friend. "Yeah?" She asked, walking over to hear what the girl called her for, curiosity showing on her face.
"I know I told you I had things under control here, but would you mind taking over for me for the time being? I need to get in my daily afternoon exercise." She said, whilst motioning her discreetly in Gohan's direction.
Catching on to the double meaning only a few seconds later, the girl nodded her head understandingly. "Oh, of course. Go right ahead, I'll keep things locked down tight here while you're gone!" She saluted, though for some reason the smile she gave her cohort was much less enthusiastic about what Meiko was going to try then she thought it would be.
"Excellent!" She nodded, before turning towards the spiky-haired progeny of Son Goku. "Gohan! You're coming with me!"
"I am?" Gohan turned to her, looking confused.
"Yes. I was told to keep you close by at all times today by our Madam President, and I intend to keep my word, so you'll be coming with me to help me exercise." She replied, before turning on her heel once more, mini-skirt flapping in the light wind as she did, exposing her big, round ass in the process. The sight alone of her criminally thin string thong riding up the crack of her ass between her two deliciously white, plump butt cheeks to the point it was scarcely visible at all being what would give any red-blooded male an instant erection from a glance, and likely a month's worth of wet dreams to follow. "Let's go." She finished, walking towards the prison, or more specifically, the other side of the complex for discretion on her objective.
Seeing there was no arguing to be had here, even if he was still confused about the sudden shift in priorities, Gohan made to follow nonetheless.
"Have fun!" Hana remarked, trying to sound jovial.
Not even bothering to respond to the bob-haired girl, he turned his head away from her again as he walked after Meiko.
As she watched him do that while walking away, whatever jovial attitude she'd been trying show fell through the floor in an instant. Her smile curving downwards in the blink of an eye to a deep frown. "He just gave me the cold shoulder again… what's his problem?"
The girl couldn't help the annoyance, along with some other weird emotion rising up within her at Gohan's current attitude.
Just what was up with him today?
AND CUT!
Well, this chapter was a nice, proper length this time I'd say. And would you look at that, I finished it early! That's rare…
Either way, we have some set up here, with our boy Kiyoshi beginning to plan his escape, and Gohan caving to let him do so. Wonder if that may come to bite him in the ass, or if Gohan can bring a more positive outcome in the future, who knows?
Also, Hana isn't just delusional now, she's also a bit thick headed as well. Though to be fair to her, how was she supposed to know how Gohan would give her the cold shoulder over this as he figures things out for himself. After all, from her perspective, she won't further and further, and not once did he try to stop, and seemingly surrendered himself to what she was doing. Of course, we all know he didn't really, but she doesn't. Wonder how long it'll take before she gets annoyed enough to confront him over it? That is, if he doesn't figure things out himself first?
Finally, it seems our favourite busty babe of the series is taking her first initiative to catch him out and 'expose' Gohan's true, perverted nature. Hmm, wonder how well that will go?
Anyways, I'll see you all in the next chapter, and this time, it will likely be about two weeks from now, since I've got some bulky college stuff to take care of, along with the next chapter of another story mine.
Again though, see you guys on the next one!