A Saiyan's Prison Ride:
Chapter 13: Gaining Allegiance
She seemed pretty nice. Gohan thought to himself with a smile, Kate still on his mind as he pushed past the front door of the school building. Definitely made a better first impression there than any of the USC girls did, that's for sure. It was refreshing, to be sure, seeing as the majority of his interactions so far with folks here, due to one reason or another, hadn't been all that positive. Especially with the group he was working with in both the USC and the boys that were their prisoners, sans Kiyoshi. So, to finally have possibly made another friend outside of the latter in Kate, or at the very least, be on his way to, with things looking good between them so far, was a welcome change in his mind. And that honestly made him look forward to their next conversation even more, given how much more of a pleasant experience it looked like it was going to be, as opposed to what he was about to get up to.
Once he'd spotted the group not too far away in the distance, the half-breed pushed the conversation he'd had with the red-head still lingering in his thoughts to the side, and made his way over to where the boys and his fellow USC members were within the open courtyard. The latter obviously keeping watch over the former as they busted their asses working various tasks.
Meiko was the first to acknowledge his approaching presence with a brief glance, one that held an odd look to it that the half-breed couldn't quite decipher before moving her attention back to the other boys. The second… was Hana. And that was when things immediately felt awkward for Gohan again even before he'd reached them, though this time Gohan did not avert his gaze. Mainly because he'd finally gotten what he'd wanted to say to Hana off his chest, and in his mind, the ball was in her court now as to what she did with the knowledge given.
She's already glaring at me… He couldn't help but sigh as he saw her intense gaze, not moved by it in the slightest. He still had no idea what was wrong with her, but it was clear to him that he didn't want to be bothered dealing with her, at least not until she acknowledged his side of things and her own actions properly, which at this point he kinda doubted she'd ever do. Good grief… I'd definitely rather be talking to Kate right now and getting to know her a bit better than deal with this… Hopefully, she doesn't try to drag me into the stalls again like the other day, because I don't know how much else of her nonsense I'd be able to take before getting genuinely angry this time… He was by no means a temperamental person like say, Vegeta was, but he had his own limits as to just how much crap he could take before he finally cracked.
Once he finally came to stand beside Meiko, and thus, no longer had the blonde in his line of sight, he missed how Hana's glare fizzled away as she was quick to avert her gaze from him. And following this, the various conflicting emotions that'd ran across her features the other day with him in the stalls returned full force, as the bob-haired blonde clenched her fists by her sides with clear tension that was unseen by everyone else there. That gnawing feeling in her gut having remained ever-present since yesterday, almost to the point she'd had trouble sleeping, and making her feel progressively more like shit inwardly, and she had no idea why.
Meanwhile, she and Meiko weren't the only ones who'd taken real note of his presence.
"There he is." Gakuto whispered to Kiyoshi as he leaned close to him, being sure that Meiko's cold, and admittedly sexy gaze was more on the others in that brief moment then them, as the duo dug their pickaxes into the ground. The other boy's gaze shifting behind them to join his longer-haired pal's at their spiky-haired fellow man as he stood next to Meiko. "Just be sure to leave everything to me, Kiyoshi-dono. I'll have him convinced by the end of the day, for sure!"
"If you say so…" The lanky boy replied, willing to put some faith in Gakuto after their earlier conversation that he could get Gohan fully on their side, but at the same time, feeling somewhat conflicted still, as a part of him really didn't want Gohan involved in this in case their plan went south. Guy had been nothing but fair to him this whole time, so to dump this on him when he'd already done him a solid of agreeing not to say anything just didn't feel like a good thing to do, even if he did agree to aid them. After all, unlike him and his hopeful sumo date with Chiyo, Gohan had nothing to gain from helping him and a heck of a lot to lose if things went tits up.
Then again, according to Gakuto, that was precisely why he would end up helping them, as ensuring they succeeded meant he wouldn't have to worry about that…
Sensing the lingering doubt from his compatriot, the glasses-wearing youth grinned confidently to assure his companion of his words. "Hmph! Ye of little faith! I shall procure Gohan-san's assistance in earnest for our most arduous task and dispel your doubts, of that I assure you, Kiyoshi-dono! Have some confidence in yours truly's ability to convince our musclebound friend that his granted allegiance with us will be the better decision on his part!"
"Less chatter and more work, you two!" Meiko barked noticing the two had slowed down in their work to talk. The silver-haired, busty young woman tapping her whipstick across her open palm menacingly in their direction, as she glared at them, unintentionally giving the startled two a gander at her partially exposed knockers jostling about with each slap she made of her preferred tool of punishment. "Unless of course, you want me to come over there and give you both some added discipline!"
Kiyoshi was a little surprised that their 'warden' hadn't just immediately used them chatting as an excuse to kick their asses already, but he supposed he shouldn't look a gift-horse in the mouth, and take the mercy for what it was and move on. Even if a part of him wouldn't mind it, given the looksie he'd get at her wonderful assets bobbing around, and it was clear from the brief glance he got at Gakuto, that the bespectacled boy was of much the same thought process. Though perhaps on the more extreme side of the latter, as he gave him a nod of confidence and continued on with his work, with Kiyoshi doing the same.
From there, the day mostly continued on as normal, with the boys-turned-inmates going about their daily labours. The five youths kicking up quite the sweat and creaking quite a few bones from all the strain put on their bodies from it while under the heat of the glaring sun, and the watchful gaze of the USC.
Or, well… mainly their warden, Meiko. Gohan wasn't really watching them much at all, having gotten lost in his own thoughts mostly as he waited for this day's 'prison activities' to end so he could leave. As for Hana…
Damnit… why won't this stupid feeling go away!? She gritted her teeth, unused to the foreign sensation invading her, and wanting nothing more than to be rid of it. It shouldn't be this way… I shouldn't be feeling like this at all! I didn't do anything wrong! Turning her gaze back over to the source of her current dilemma again, the girl scowled at the more stoic-looking boy who'd caused these damned feelings to roll about inside her with his words the other day. Ugh! He had to be lying… there's no way that garbage about meditation was true… it can't have been…
This thought didn't help alleviate the knots that'd formed in her stomach, nor had it throughout the rest of the day yesterday, the night, and even the morning and afternoon leading up to now. If anything, the feeling had only gotten worse, and despite her best efforts to push it down and ignore it, made her gut feel like it'd been twisted and pounded down mercilessly within her. It was beginning to get truly unbearable, and she had absolutely no clue as to why.
Okay, that might've been a lie. She did know why it may've been. Despite how much she vehemently denied it, and wanted to continue doing so, it could be that she was growing increasingly guilty and perhaps even ashamed over what'd happened between her and Gohan just a few days ago. That perhaps she really had taken things too far, like Gohan had pretty much said to her yesterday. That she was in fact the one in the wrong with what'd occurred. And no matter how much she tried to deny his words being truthful, especially those about his meditative technique, and tell herself over and over since their confrontation that he was just making up excuses and lying to her, it never helped rid her conscience of the rancid feeling she held.
All because no matter how many times she played his words back in her mind, and recalled the look on his face and in his eyes, she couldn't fully convince herself of him trying to deceive her. Every word he'd said to her was so blunt, so candid, without even a hint of deceit in his tone… and she'd done her damn best to recall it to alleviate herself of any worry that what he said may in fact be true.
Every time she'd played that conversation back though, all she got back was a face and words that was full of nothing but cold, hard seriousness and sincerity. There was no messing around or trickery involved there, despite her best attempts to twist it around some way and conceive in her mind that being his true intent. All she got back for trying that, was that intimidating gaze that made her feel smaller every time it reappeared in her mind's eye and the seemingly brutal honesty behind every word he delivered as it repeated in her mind.
Not to mention the genuine offence to what she'd asserted about his character that not just she, but also Meiko and Mari firmly believed he was hiding away from them and was part of who he really was.The kind of offence that someone who was in the wrong couldn't quite replicate, simply because of how authentic it was. And even now, her mind's attempts to insert the idea he was simply acting were increasingly falling flatter than a pancake and honestly made her feel dumber each time she tried to assert this to herself.
She'd done it a lot over the last 24 hours, because she still held the belief, just as the president and vice-president standing right beside her did, that he was just a pervert in secret like the rest of the boys that they'd eventually find out.
What gives you the right to call me the pervert when you're the one who did the deed in the first place!
Hana flinched as soon as those words played back in her mind, almost as if in response to that latest thought of hers.
Believe it or not, Hana-san, but not every guy on the planet is some depraved pervert!
B-But you have to be… Hana thought to herself, but the idea came across pitifully weak in her mind, but she tried to latch unto it anyway despite a voice whispering otherwise in the back of her head. She had to, in order to cling to her argument that she was the one in the right, and she didn't care how the whispering voice suddenly got louder, proclaiming her reasoning to be flimsy. She instead tried ignoring the voice creeping into her subconscious and reaffirmed her stance, as shoddy as it felt for her right now, that he'd just said what he'd said to save face in light of the fact that his true, perverted self had enjoyed what'd happened.
Because the alternative, was to admit to herself that despite how asinine some of what he'd said sounded to her, that it was, again, all true. And if it was all true, then all that was left was the horrifying thought that he was the one in the right, and she was the one in the wrong.
Sh-She couldn't do that… Because that would mean that she… She was the real –
"Madam Vice-President! Yours truly and Kiyoshi-dono would like to request permission to dispose of the refuse!" Gakuto suddenly spoke up with a raised hand and a weird, wide grin, unknowingly startling Hana out of her darkening thoughts before they dug any deeper.
"Permission granted." Meiko replied without so much as a second thought, seeing the more than fully loaded wheel-barrow of unneeded garbage. "But only for one of you. Disposing of it shouldn't require the both of you."
Glasses glinting, the bespectacled boy spared a fleeting glance at her swelling, heavenly cleavage that looked ready to burst out at any moment, before his tracing his sight unto Gohan. Their eyes meeting for the briefest of moments, catching the half-breed's attention as he moved it back to Meiko while 'dismally' shaking his head. "Ah, unfortunately Madam, I'm afraid it may require the both of us just this once. For you see, both of our muscles are feeling more tired than usual, and we felt that if we helped each other, we could get this part done and get back to the rest of our work in a more concise time."
Meiko sighed, mumbling the word 'pathetic' under her breath at what he'd said, but otherwise didn't have much else to counter that with, as her grey eyes regarded him and Kiyoshi, who was by the wheelbarrow a few feet behind Gakuto. "Fine. I'll allow it, but you two better not be using this as a way to slack off." Her whip-stick came to smack down menacingly on her hand, giving her huge, mushrooming breasts a light bounce on her chest as her steely gaze levelled harder on the two. "Because I won't hesitate to punish such foolishness. Understood?"
Gakuto gulped, beads of sweat appearing over his brow as he fought down the urge to let that happen, as the thought of being under her bodacious body as she punished him coaxed his more perverted side. "V-Very much so, Madam! Yours truly and Kiyoshi-dono will be sure to make haste in our endeavour and be back here before you know it!" He exclaimed as Kiyoshi grabbed one bar of the wheelbarrow with what seemed like tiredness to sell Gakuto's claim, as said boy moved his way over next to him.
Just as they began to pull on the loaded wheel-barrow, and as the long-haired nerd saw that Meiko had turned away and was no longer paying them much mind, he looked back over at Gohan and made a 'follow us' motion with his head that only the half-breed caught. A look filled with urgency backing it up for good measure.
Raising a brow in curiosity, Gohan didn't quite know what to make of the invitation. Even still, he decided he might as well see what was up, especially given that they were heading for the spot he knew Kiyoshi was planning to escape from.
"Uhm, hey…" Turning to Meiko, he formulated a quick excuse to get away. "Mind if I go to the bathroom real quick?"
"The bathroom?" Meiko looked at him with a raised brow.
"Yeah. I uh, kinda forgot to go before I came out here." Gohan let out a small, disarming chuckle. His hand rubbing the back of his head in a bashful fashion while wearing a Son family grin just like his father would've towards his mother or Bulma whenever they pressed him about something. "Sorry about this. It won't take but a minute, if that's alright with you, Meiko-san?"
The buxom warden merely sighed again. "And you can't hold it in until the end of the day? We're not that far off from it, after all."
"Ehehe, afraid not." He responded with another disarming chuckle.
Meiko watched him with narrowed eyes for a brief moment, before letting out a small breath as she nodded back with a small frown. She was supposed to keep him in sight when she could, but if it really was just a simple toilet break for a minute, what was the harm? "Fine. Just try not to take long."
"I won't. I'll be back before you know it." He nodded back in a friendly manner, before turning and walking away in the opposite direction to where Gakuto and Kiyoshi had gone, seemingly right towards the prison.
Both Hana and Meiko kept their eyes on him momentarily for different reasons, before the latter moved her gaze back to looking over the remaining inmates to make sure they kept working. Her thoughts lingering still on how she would go about accomplishing what she needed to in order to expose him for Mari. The former took a little longer with her eyes lingering on his retreating back, conflicting emotions warring still on her features as her thoughts from earlier rose back up. It didn't take long though for her to shake her head to try and rid herself of the ever-creeping doubts and other negative emotions as she turned her gaze to the ground.
No sooner had she done this though, did the wind by them suddenly kick up, slightly buffeting them both and causing her and Meiko's skirts to suddenly fly up and billow. The rest of the former's leggings getting exposing, and the latter having her thin, thong-like panties hugging and wedged into her plump posterior revealed.
Both briefly wondered where exactly that wind had come from, but quickly blew it off as something not worth thinking about in the end.
Meanwhile, just as Gakuto and Kiyoshi were sure they weren't being watched, the former dumped the refuse immediately in the waste-bin by the building's side, whilst the latter moved closer to the hole in the wall. His one ticket to freedom from this place when the day arrived for his date with Chiyo.
"Alright," The voice of Gohan suddenly spoke up, somewhat startling the duo as they both turned to see him standing there with his hands on his hips. "what's this about?"
"Gohan-dono." Gakuto grinned. "You came even faster than anticipated!" Perhaps too quickly. His expression then levelled out and became more serious as he glanced behind the muscular teen. "Are you sure you weren't followed?"
"Trust me, I wasn't." The half-Saiyan responded honestly, as he stepped forward, leaving barely two feet separating him and the wiry, long-haired youth. "Now if you wouldn't mind, I'd like to ask again. What's this about?" Gohan's head turned to gaze at Kiyoshi specifically, who was crouched by the hole in the wall, in full view of Gakuto, who didn't seem to question it at all. "I can kinda guess that he must know what you're trying to do, seeing as you don't seem to mind him being here."
"Ehehe… yeah." Kiyoshi scratched his cheek in some bit of embarrassment. "I sort of had no choice but to let him in on what's going on once he discovered Chiyo's note to me. You know, the one she threw down to us that day you discovered me?"
Ah. He'd thought there'd been something he'd forgotten about that day.
"Right…" Gohan nodded in understanding, as he turned to look back at the glasses-wearing boy. "Well, seeing as he hasn't told anyone else yet, I suppose he knows how to keep a secret, at least."
"Hmph. I'll have you know I am quite the trustworthy fellow, Gohan-dono. I would never jeopardise such an important mission, especially with what's on the line!" Gakuto shot back aggressively, annoyed by the lack of faith afforded to him yet again, this time by the very boy he was trying to gain the allegiance of. He calmed himself quick though, coughing into his fist to let his indignation simmer down. He couldn't afford a mistake in proceedings right now, after all. "In any case, back to the main issue at hand. The reason I requested of your presence here."
Seeing he had the physically built boy's full attention, Gakuto didn't bother beating around the bush, knowing they were on a timer here. "We would like to formally request of your assistance in helping Kiyoshi-dono escape when the time is right."
"Huh?" Gohan stared at Gakuto as if he'd grown a second head. "You want me to help you?"
"Yes. Quite right." Gakuto nodded, before hastily raising his hand up for a pause when he noticed the demi-Saiyan about to speak up. "But before you answer, please just hear me out, Gohan-dono. I believe it is of great importance why I should explain to you the benefit for yourself in aiding us with this task!"
Gohan, caught out before he could give a refusal, simply sighed. "Okay then." He said, before meeting the bespectacled teen's gaze with an expectant look as he folded his arms over his broad chest, and motioning his head for the boy to continue. "Go ahead."
"You and I already know the reason why Kiyoshi-dono wants to get out, and the danger it poses for him if he gets caught, so I won't go over that. Rather, I believe it is important for you to understand the trouble we'll be in should this breakout go awry. You and the rest of us."
Gohan's eyes narrowed, but otherwise, he allowed Gakuto to continue speaking for the moment.
"Naturally, should Kiyoshi-dono get caught, the rest of us will for sure have our sentence in this school's prison extended, possibly indefinitely given the contempt that our jailers have shown for us thus far. And as for you, at a minimum, you'll have your forced term within their ranks extended as well, which I get the feeling you wouldn't appreciate. However," Gakuto's glasses glinted ominously as he spoke. "I fear there may be an even worse ramification for you should this plan go south and be discovered."
Gakuto, what are you talking about? Kiyoshi looked towards his fellow conspirator with a bead of nervous sweat rolling down his temple.
Gohan was of much the same mind as Kiyoshi to such a statement, raising a brow as he confusedly replied back, "What do you mean?"
"Its simple." Gakuto remarked. "There's a strong possibility that they would use something like this as a way to put you," He pointed at the progeny of Son Goku. "in the same boat as us!" He finished, while jutting his thumb at his chest, and then in Kiyoshi's direction.
"Are you serious?" The half-breed couldn't help but ask in disbelief. He knew that his relationship with the girls of the USC was rocky, to say the least, given the circumstances and such, especially with one in particular. Enough to where he could certainly buy it being the case given all his interactions that they'd probably prefer him incarcerated, but even that being the case, he failed to see how this could be used to accomplish that. "What makes you say that?"
"Implication." Gakuto revealed. "All they'd need is some excuse to implicate you in the escape, regardless of what it may be, and they'll have all that they need to lock you up with us and throw away the key."
Kiyoshi paled instantly, seeing the potential for something he'd worried about coming to pass. "Gakuto… you're not doing what I think you're doing, right…?"
Gohan's brow creased, his brows turning down in a cross look as his expression showed surprise and slowly forming outrage of his own, as he was far more blunt in his response. "Are you actually trying to blackmail me?"
"Absolutely not!" Gakuto exclaimed so vehemently that it caught both other youths off-guard. "Whatever you may think of me for how I've acted before, do not ever suggest that I would be willing to resort to such a foul tactic to gain your allegiance! I have requested of you here in nothing but good faith, for all of our benefit. Allow me to finish speaking before you make such a rash assumption about my intentions, if you please!"
Kiyoshi breathed a sigh of relief, not only hearing Gakuto shoot that down, thankfully, but also seeing the genuine offence he seemed to take in the accusation. Gohan meanwhile, relaxed somewhat, willing to give the boy an apologetic look given he could sense the honesty coming from him, as he motioned for him to continue.
"What I was actually getting at, is that they'll do their best to find some way to implicate you. They don't need me being a snitch to do that. They'll no doubt gather up what they can about this should they find out. Think about it, is there any time, other than perhaps now, where they know you would've been over here, where Kiyoshi's way of escape is?"
Gohan paused, recalling when he had discovered Kiyoshi's ploy by accident, and how he'd tiredly told Meiko beforehand that he was going to check on him...
"I assume by your silence that must mean that there was." Gakuto nodded with a shining glint in his spectacled eyes, as though he'd just struck gold. "I hate to be the bearer of bad news, Gohan-dono, but I'm certain they'll use that against you if given the chance. If pushed the right way, that alone could be pretty damning."
"But it also might not be." Gohan decided to try and counter. "Assuming you're right, they have no way to prove that when I came over here, I saw Kiyoshi doing anything untoward, so if they did try, it's no guarantee they could hit me with anything."
"While that may be true, you also have no real way to prove you didn't either. It's a stalemate at best, but given how this looks, they could still drill this into the ground and create all kinds of hassle for you until they get the result they want. Heck, they may even come after Kiyoshi-dono to get the truth out of him." Gakuto turned to said boy, giving him a somewhat shameless look. "and I mean no offence to Kiyoshi-dono when I say this, but given his current track record, one must admit he's not the best at keeping a secret."
"Hah!?" Kiyoshi's mouth fell open with near comical incredulity at the slight on his person.
Gakuto didn't seem to care in the least though, and just moved on while turning his sights back to Gohan. "Should the Vice-President be tasked with getting information out of him, I fear he may crack under the weight of her majestic pressure. And even if not, I'd rather not subject him to such a fate." He'd rather himself be subject to something like that, but that was for more perverted reasons that didn't need to be gotten into. Certainly not now of all times, especially with the prize he had in mind for his aid in Kiyoshi's success. "And I sincerely doubt you'd rather see him subject to it either, alongside your own woes from this excursion ending in failure, now would you?"
The wiry teen pushed out his hand towards the hybrid while looking him dead in the eye with a confident and determined air. "If so, then I implore you to accept my invitation and help aid me in Kiyoshi's successful escape, while ensuring he doesn't get caught. It would not only mean a lot to the both of us, but would also ensure, hopefully, that any future hassle because of all this is avoided. Can't get in trouble for something that's never found out, after all." He added slyly at the end.
Gohan glanced down at the hand offered, and thought it over for a second. Much as the kinder part of him wanted to give the USC girls the benefit of the doubt on this one in that they wouldn't go to such lengths, the more realist side of himself knew that Gakuto wasn't just puling what he was saying out of his ass. Given how they'd acted towards them, and the horrendous bias that Hana at the very least had shown him of late, he couldn't deny the reasonable likelihood of Gakuto being accurate in his prediction of what would happen if Kiyoshi got caught. He'd have to be a fool to do so.
There was the alternative option of ensuring that none of that potential hassle occurred, which involved him shutting them both down here and now and stopping Kiyoshi from escaping. However, even just the thought of doing that after Kiyoshi had begged him to keep this all secret so he could have a chance with Chiyo made his stomach turn. Glancing over to the boy he'd given his word to, he caught him looking back, and just like before, he saw the desperation, the pleading in his eyes.
Just one look alone silenced the option for stopping them in his mind. He just couldn't bring himself to do that to the guy, because outside of potentially Kate, Kiyoshi was for the most part the only person he could truly say he was friends with. Doing that to him after giving his word before just didn't feel right at all.
And that… well, that left only one option, really. Outside of simply refusing, which wasn't really a bright choice, all things considered.
"Alright." Gohan finally said after a long moment of contemplation, taking Gakuto's hand in his own. "I'll give you my help."
"You will!?" Kiyoshi cried out in both shock and elation, jumping to his feet with probably the largest smile he'd worn in a while.
"Heh. Excellent! A wise choice indeed, Gohan-dono!" Gakuto's smile was positively joyous at his success in convincing the boy, though that expression was hampered in almost comedic fashion by the strain from being held by Gohan's hand, as he did his best to hold back the wince. Good grief, his grip strength is insane! It feels like my hand's being crushed in a vice!
"Just promise me you won't make a habit out of this, okay?"
"Heh, no problem, man!" Kiyoshi eagerly replied back with a relieved laugh, giving the muscly hybrid a genial slap on the back. "If that's what I owe you after this, consider it done!"
"Likewise…" Gakuto re-joined, feeling more relief himself once Gohan let go of his hand, keeping a humorously more strained grin, as he grabbed the wrist of it and began waving it about to get some feeling back into it, as he mumbled to himself. "Though perhaps next time we shake hands it won't feel like I put mine in a vice…"
Shaking his head, the glasses-wearing inmate pushed that thought to the side for now, in favour of the more pressing matter. "With that settled, we'll discuss the plan later. For now, though, we should all be getting back out there soon enough, before Gohan's 'associates' start suspecting anything."
Meanwhile… back within the school building…
The door to the chairman's office clicked open, and with a light swish of her skirt, Mari made her way inside, being sure to close the door behind her in case anyone were to walk by in the hallway.
Father should be away on business for another hour or so before returning. Should be more than enough time to be in and out without him being any the wiser. The stunningly beautiful president of the USC thought to herself. Her ample, perky E-cup breasts jiggling within her uniform as she made her way over to the desk.
It was a good thing her father tended to leave the door to his office unlocked whenever he left for such things. Made her job a whole lot easier than it could've been if he was just a bit more attentive. Then again, he ran an all-girls – or well, mostly – all-girls boarding school for now, so what would he have had to worry about if he did leave it unlocked? Typically, nothing, seeing as no one other than staff, herself, or someone from the Aboveground Student Council would have a reason to come here. They didn't have troublemakers at this institute until the boys had arrived, after all.
Flicking her long, luscious, raven-dark hair back as she rounded his desk, the potentially most gorgeous girl in all of Hachimitsu sat her fine ass down on her father's chair and immediately got to work booting up his computer. Her fingers typing away on the keyboard to input her dad's password, which she knew to be 'butts', and pressed enter. The computer booting into the home-screen as shook her head disapprovingly and distastefully at the shameful, but yet so predictable password choice.
It didn't take long for her to navigate to the email service the chairman used, and from there, she was quick to bring up the outbox with a swift click of the mouse. Once she did, she was greeted with her father's most recently sent message, one which was addressed to the very person she was on the lookout for. Chichi.
Well, that was easy. She thought, as she clicked on the email. Now then, lets see what I can gleam from this…
With the light of the dashboard illuminating her face, the beatific babe scrolled her eyes back and forth, reading the fairly lengthy message her father had sent to this woman. And the more she did, the more and more her stunning green eyes widened in shock at the contents of the email. Disbelief warring over her features at what her father had wrote, as in that moment, she couldn't quite believe what her eyes were seeing…
AND CUT!
Well, I finally got a new chapter of this out! And it only took… Oh, wow uh… well, moving on lol.
In all seriousness though, it has been a long time, and all I can really say is that I kinda lost interest/passion in this for a while in favour of other stuff.
Now, as for the future of this fic, it IS going to see updates again this year. I'll be going back to college soon enough for my second semester in my masters, however, this fic will still an update every month at some point, up until the summer rolls around and I get off for break. Once that occurs, this fic will go on a bi-weekly, possibly even weekly schedule for the summer. I'll let you guys know which it'll be once the chapter in May comes out, trust me. Past the summer, I'll be sure to keep you posted with an update on my profile.
And as for the length, I'll be capping it for each in the 5-8K range, with incredibly rare exception. The chapter will have to call for it to be longer, whether that be due to plot, or "plot", if you catch my drift, lol.
Anyways, next story to get updated from here will be The Olympian God of Destruction, so for those of you who've been patiently waiting for the first of three updates this month, its coming in the next few days, so stay tuned!
Anyways, I'll see you all in the next chapter!