Guilty Pleasures 3
TITLE: Guilty Pleasures
CHAPTER: Three
PAIRING: Aiba x Ohno / Sakurai x Ohno / Aiba x Sakurai
RATING: PG13 for the moment.....
SUMMARY: The vampires called me Executioner. I not only worked as an animator (someone who raises the dead), but I also worked with the police as a legal vampire hunter. The vampire hurt any person against their will, they were executed. If they had three strikes against them for any other crime, they were executed. By me.
Once I had put my last zombie for the evening back in it’s grave, I hopped into my car and headed to Guilty Pleasures. I was planning on skipping out on the non-requested/forced meeting with Masaki, but, as it goes, the money that Ninomiya had previously paid my company wasn’t just for being the guest of honour at the clubs opening night. It was, in fact, in exchange for my services. That I hadn’t given yet. According to my greedy boss, Masaki had to talk business with me tonight. So off to Guilty pleasures I went, for my last appointment of the evening.
It was already three am when I stepped inside the club. Buzz, the bouncer, had once again insisted that I give up my cross upon entry. And I had once again argued and lost.
As the same female vampire from before led me through to the porn room again, I was really starting to hate my boss. However, those thoughts quickly disappeared when the door was opened and I saw Masaki. The sexy bastard that he was, took away both my thoughts and my breath.
He was dressed very similar to the previous night at the theatre, except he was barefoot and in a red silk shirt.
“Do you have an endless supply of silk shirts?” I asked as I came in, embarrassed that I reacted like that around him. I admitted that it wasn’t him trying to roll me that time; he was just that striking.
He smiled, “Ma petite, thank you for coming,”
“First, I had no choice,” I snapped, “And second, don’t call me that! Sho-san told me what it meant. It pisses me off to hear you call me that,”
The vampire raised an eyebrow, “Okay, Satoshi,” The sound of my name coming from those plump lips made my knees weak.
“Stop it!”
Masaki shrugged, a simple gesture that doesn’t look so smooth and graceful on humans, “I am doing nothing, Satoshi, except speaking your name. I can smell the lust coming from you, but it is not my doing,”
I could feel myself blushing and became angry to cover it.
“Why am I here, again?” I snapped, looking around the room for the first time. Being this close to Masaki made me stupid. I was always aware of my surroundings; never know when a vampire or lycanthrope or some other dangerous critter could jump you.
“I require your services, ma pe- Satoshi,”
“Then make an appointment at my office like everyone else,” I snapped, turning to leave the room. He was in front of me before I even knew he moved.
“Please, Satoshi,” He said, his beautiful face blank, “Just one night as mine,”
“Yours?” I yelled, “I’m not going to become yours, for any number of nights!” I could feel my face going red again. Damn my pink cheeks!”
“No, ma petite,” He said, reverting back to the pet name he had chosen for me, “Nothing like what you are thinking, although if you wish it of me, I would gladly make you mine,” He smiled then, his eyes sparkling.
I looked away from those eyes, not willing to be sucked in, “Shut up. And what do you mean then?”
“There is a member of the Vampire Council in town. He wants to meet me with his people. I need you with me,”
“Why?” I asked suspiciously. There was something strange going on here.
“Because you are the executioner,” He said simply, “I need to appear even stronger than I am to stop him attacking and taking over the position of Master of the City. Believe me, ma petite, you do not want this vampire as your Master,”
“I don’t want any vampire as my master,” I said, raising an eyebrow, “So no, I won’t do it,”
“Please,” He said simply. I looked up into his face, resisting the urge to look into his wonderful eyes. I don’t know if you’ve ever looked at someone’s face without looking into their eyes, but it is difficult.
“Fine,” I’m not sure if it was the please, but I just couldn’t say no. Maybe he had a good reason, “When is it that you meet him?”
“Next Thursday,” He said, a small smile playing at his perfect lips.
“Fine,” I said again, stepping around him to leave the room, “Call my office with details later,”
“Thank you, Satoshi,” His voice drifted into my mind instead of echoing in the corridor around me, but when I turned my head back in shock, Masaki was gone.
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“Satoshi-san!”
When I stepped through my front door, I was hit by a tall blonde and leggy woman. She was wearing just a pair of jean hot pants, and a lacy red bra. I’ll admit, it was a very pretty sight, but I still hadn’t got used to Kasia not wearing very much. She only wore those items because I insisted she didn’t go around naked.
“Get off of me, please,” I sighed, shuffling forward and shutting the door behind me.
“How was your day?” She asked, letting go of me and moving down the hallway to the kitchen, hips swaying. She was completely used to me telling her to stop touching me, and didn’t seem to mind at all.
I followed her inside and sighed when I saw the mess she had made in the kitchen.
“I’m just cleaning it up,” She said, as if she read my mind.
“I wish you wouldn’t fry food wearing nothing,” I said, gently placing my guns on the kitchen table, “You’ll get burnt,”
I was protective of her, so what?
“I’ll heal before it even hurts,” She said simply, moving around on those long legs, putting pots and pans away and placing a plate of food in front of me. It was, as usual, burnt to a crisp, but she plonked herself down opposite me and smiled with anticipation, watching me pick up the fork.
According to Sho, my sort of boyfriend AKA the local werewolf packs alpha, lycanthropes would usually prefer to go without clothes. Apparently, it was more natural. They also were constantly touching each other, but not in a sexual way, and liked to sleep in big puppy piles with each other. Which explained why Kasia only wore clothes because I insisted she did, and why I constantly woke up in the night to find her curled around me. I just couldn’t get used to it, even though I had promised to protect her until she could find her own pard to move into. She was the only known wereleopard in the city at the moment. Sho said he had his wolves keep an eye out, just in case they found another.
“Is it nice? Is it nice?” Kasia asked, her blue eyes wide, trying not to smile.
“Mm,” I replied, trying not to choke. If I had to eat any more charcoal-like food, I would die.
The smile that spread across her face was so full of joy, that I felt terrible for lying. But I would rather do that than see her sad, defeated face that she used to wear when she first came to stay.
“Great!” She said clapping her hands together, “Next time, I want to try chicken ki-”
She was cut off by the sound of gunshots shooting through my home. I leapt forward and pushed her to the floor by her head.
She screamed, clinging to me as we heard the front door being kicked in. I slapped her hands off of me and grabbed my guns from the table before turning the furniture onto its side to give her some cover. I dashed for the kitchen door, slamming it shut and standing next to it so that if it opened, I could shoot whoever was there.
I could hear Kasia whimpering behind the table, but she stopped when the sound of footsteps came down my hallway.
The first vampire that entered the room was shot twice before it was even fully inside; once in the heart and once in the head. The next three were smarter, weaving back and forth quickly, but they weren’t the ones with guns. I’m guessing they had humans outside with weapons.
I managed to down the first one in another two shots, but the other two jumped me, knocking my guns out of my hands. I screamed when I felt teeth tear into my throat, and one into my wrist.
Something huge, yellow and covered in fur hit the vampire on my wrist, snarling and flashing teeth.
I shifted my attention to the vampire suckling at my neck, and pulled my long silver knife from my right boot. I drove it upwards under the creatures ribcage, fighting to get it up to it’s heart. The thing pulled back from my throat, hissing, but the movement gave me space to jerk the blade upwards.
The vampire fell forward onto me, and I kicked it off, reaching for my gun and firing two into it’s head from point blank range.
I got to my feet shakily, to see the biggest leopard I had ever seen tearing into the body of the other vampire.
I had never seen Kasia in her other form, but she was magnificent; every tiny movement sent muscles rippling under the soft golden fur. When she pulled back from her kill to look at me, her eyes were even more blue than her normal eyes, and held much more intelligence than a natural leopard.
She pulled back her lips to reveal dagger large canines, and snarled at the dead vampire, slamming her huge paw into it one more time to make sure it was staying down. Although there wasn’t much left of it’s throat, the vampire wouldn’t die until the heart and brain were destroyed.
“Kasia,” I said gently, as the leopard watched me with large, angry eyes, “Do you understand me?”
The leopard blinked once and nodded. She looked at the vampire she had mauled and backed away from it with an almost human like whimper.
I used my remaining bullets to finish the job she had started, and by the time I had finished, I could hear Kasia crying.
She had switched back to her human form, and was hugging her legs to her naked body. Her cheeks and around her mouth was covered in bright red blood, as were her hands and her neck down to her chest.
“Kasia,” I said, going to her and putting an arm around her, “Stop, don’t cry!”
“I k.. killed someone!” She wailed, “I killed them! I… I tore… I tore his throat out!” Her sobs were huge, hiccoughing through her body and leaving tear stains in the blood on her cheeks.
“You didn’t kill him, Kasia,” I said softly, “I did. I finished it. You saved my life. If you hadn’t have jumped in, I would be dead by now,”
Kasia took one rattling breath, and cried even harder, “I couldn’t sit here and scream when they were.. When they were…” She couldn’t speak she was crying so hard.
I had no idea what to do with girls when they cry, so I just sat there and hugged her to me, not even paying attention to the four dead vampires and my ruined kitchen.
It was only then that I realized that the people who had shot into the house weren’t there.
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“You killed… Four… Vampires, almost got your throat torn out…. And you tell me…. You’re fine!?“ Sho yelled at me when he visited me after my trip to the hospital. “What the fuck makes you tell me you’re fine?”
“Sho…” I sighed, “I’ve had much worse than this. Please, don’t yell, it hurts my head,”
Kasia slumped into the chair opposite mine, placing two mugs of coffee and a mug of tea on the table. I still couldn’t believe Sho didn’t like coffee. How are you supposed to trust someone, if they don’t like coffee?
“If Kasia-chan hadn’t have been here, you might have been killed!” He said, finally sitting down and grabbing his mug.
“Yes, and I am very grateful to her,” I said, “But like I said, I’m alright. I just want to know where the rest of the guys are,”
“Rest of them?”
“The people who shot at us didn’t come in,” Kasia said miserably. I owed her my life, but I didn’t have the patience to baby sit her feelings. I had done everything I could, if she didn’t want to accept that she had killed noone, that was now her problem.
Sho scooched his seat closer to Kasia and slung an arm around her shoulder gently, “Thank you, Kasia, for saving Ohno-san. You were very brave,”
“Why are you still calling him Ohno-san?” She asked, snuggling into his chest, “You are dating, right?”
Sho shifted, his face turning a pretty shade of red that made me want to kiss him all over, “Yeah but it’s embarrassing to call him by his first name,”
“Well, just do it and get used to it,” Kasia said, proud that she had thought of something else to occupy her mind.
“I think it’s time I saw Masaki,” I said. I had seen him on Monday, and it was now Thursday morning. I had spent Tuesday and Wednesday in hospital, and now I was out, I was mad.
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Sho had to go to work; teaching was a job that he couldn’t really be late for. I gave him a kiss at the doorway, full on with tongues and groping. He left a happy boy, in more than one way, if you get my drift.
While I was in hospital, Kasia had stayed with me for as long as she could, but once the nurses kicked her out, she reluctantly came home and tidied up, before coming back to the hospital and pacing around outside until she was allowed back in again. I’m pretty sure she got no sleep the entire time I was inside.
She seemed a lot happier and relaxed now I was at home, but the moment I told her I had to go to work, she freaked. It took me about twenty minutes to get her to stop clinging to me, and then I realised, that I didn’t want her home alone, just in case the shooters came back.
“Goddamn it,” I grumbled as she strapped herself into my car. I had to go to work for my clients appointments; if I didn’t go, Jun would just book them in for the raisings in the evening without even knowing what they wanted. Some people wanted the zombies raised for very unhealthy reasons. I wouldn’t want to bring someone back so they could be abused by someone with a bad case of necrophilia.
Strangely enough, Jun was fine with Kasia sitting in the waiting room with the receptionist while I did my work. He even offered her coffee! I think he might have had the hots for her; Although I couldn’t blame him, she was very attractive.
When my fourth and final client came in for the day, I had the urge to grab my gun and fire it until it clicked empty.
“Ohno-san, thank you for seeing me on such short notice,” The man was not much taller than me and very pretty, but some kind of evil aura radiated off of him, “I’m glad to see that you survived the surprise attack the other day,” He said pleasantly.
My gun was in my hand and locked onto his face before he could even blink.
“Who the fuck are you?” I said, waiting for an excuse to shoot him.
“My name is Tegoshi Yuya,” He smiled, offering me his hand, “I am the human servant of the visiting Council member, Kato,”
“What do you want?” I said, ignoring his hand. The fact that I didn’t shake didn’t phase him. He just sat down, that pleasant smile still on his pretty face.
“We were just testing you,” He said, “Rumour has it, you are Masaki-sama’s human servant. It is an honour to be a human servant to such a powerful Master . Masaki-sama has never taken a servant before,”
“What…. The… fuck?!“ I yelled, forgetting about my gun and jumping to my feet, slamming my hands on the desk in front of me.
“Well, I was just told to come to see if you were alive and well, Ohno-san,” Tegoshi said, “We will see you on Thursday,” His smile was less pleasant this time, and sent a shiver down my spine. I watched as the man got to his feet, bowed and left the room.
I picked up my phone and dialled Guilty Pleasures.
“Guilty Pleasures, how may I help you?” A tinny female voice came through the phone.
“Where is Masaki?” I growled down the line.
“The Master has yet to rise, sir, it is not yet dark. May I help?”
“Yes!” I almost screamed, “Tell that mother fucking arse that Ohno Satoshi will be paying him a visit tonight as soon as it is dark. He had better be around!” With that, I slammed the phone onto the receiver so hard that I might have broken. I didn’t check it, instead, I stomped out of my office and jumped in to my car to pay a visit to the lying son of a bitch Master of the City.
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TBC
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