Series: Possession (6)
Title: Possession
Chapter: 6
Pairing: (1) Aiba Masaki and Sakurai Sho
(2) Aiba Masaki and Matsumoto Jun (hinted)
(3) Ninomiya Kazunari and Ohno Satoshi
Genre: Romance, AU
Rating: NC-17
Beta: laurachan2, kos_mos26
x-posted: arashirabu, jent_fanfics
Notes: This is to fulfill camaronzin's request of a Yakuza Arashi.
The next few weeks Nino observed his neighbors closely. He tried to find their weaknesses, but Nino found it hard to pry into their personal lives with Masaki or Jun was constantly around. Masaki would knock on his door every morning and insist on going to the school together. Jun would glare at Nino helplessly before reluctantly agreeing to the arrangement.
Nino sighed as he heard a knock on yet another day. Looping the tie slowly, he went to answer the door, “Hang on Aiba-san, I’m not done yet. Aren’t you early today?”
“Who is Aiba-san?” a soft voice demanded, menace barely hidden beneath the question.
The familiar voice made Nino jerk his head up and abandon pulling on his tie, “Oh-chan! What are you doing here?”
Ohno stormed inside and closed the door before cornering Nino against the wall, “You didn’t answer my question and now you are looking flustered. Are you expecting someone else?”
Gulping slowly, Nino shook his head, waving Ohno’s concerns away, “No … it’s not like that. Aiba-san comes by to pick me up in the morning and we go to work together.” At Ohno’s silence, Nino continued, “Ah… Aiba-san is the guy Sho-san is interested in. The guy I’m keeping tabs on …”
“You have time to report to Imai, but you can’t check in with me? Do you know how long it has been since I saw you, touched you or even heard your voice?” Ohno growled shaking Nino once before pressing his lips against Nino’s. Moaning softly, Nino parted his lips, welcoming Ohno’s invading tongue. The kiss stole Nino’s breath away and when they broke apart, they stared at each other panting.
Without further words, Nino discarded the tie he had been diligently working on while Ohno unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. They kissed their way to Nino’s bedroom; their abandoned clothes littered the hallway. Nino fished out a condom and lube from the bedside nightstand. It had been far too long for either of them to really care about reaching the bed.
Nino placed frantic kisses along Ohno’s face and neck, stroking Ohno’s chest and paid special attention to the hardened nipples while Ohno prepared Nino thoroughly. When Ohno pulled out his slippery fingers, Nino ripped open the foil and placed the condom on Ohno’s tip. Looking up into Ohno’s eyes, he smiled and opened his lips taking the tip into his mouth. As Ohno watched, Nino rolled the condom over Ohno’s member while effectively giving him a blowjob. Nino’s skilled hands and mouth brought out uncontrolled moans from the older man.
Ohno would have happily stayed there thrusting into Nino’s pliant mouth, but he knew that wouldn’t satisfy him completely. He had to make sure Nino would not find satisfaction with anyone else but him. Reluctantly Ohno gave Nino one hard thrust, smirking at the unexpected gagging noise before pulling out with a pop. At Nino’s questioning gaze, Ohno stroked Nino’s chin whispering, “I want to be inside you. I want to remind you that you belong to me, every inch of you! Turn around…”
“Yes…yes,” Nino muttered and turned around, going down on all fours. When Ohno placed his member against the entrance, Nino tensed unconsciously. He let out a loud cry as Ohno entered him after such a long time. They stayed still for a few seconds, savoring the feeling of contentment they experienced. The quiet did not last long as Ohno pulled away and thrust again, making Nino cry louder. Unable to stop his moans, Nino placed his left arm over his mouth and bit down gently while his other hand stroked his own pulsing shaft. They set a pounding rhythm as they thrust ecstatically.
As Ohno thrust faster Nino’s cries became more frantic. Finally giving up, Nino pleaded, “Oh-chan, please…”
“Please what?” Ohno asked, gritting his teeth.
Clamping his fingers tightly against the base of his sex, Nino moaned, “Please let me come…”
“Whom do you belong to?” Ohno growled, his thrust becoming haphazard.
“You!”
“Who makes you cry out in ecstasy?”
“You!”
“Who do you love?”
“YOU!!”
A small smile curled Ohno’s lips very briefly before the smile was replaced by an expression of bliss as Ohno released himself into the condom while still buried deeply inside Nino, “You may…”
With a loud cry, Nino released his fingers and he exploded all over the floor. His vision turned white as the climax rolled over him. His body shook intermittently as aftershocks rocked him. By the time he came to, Ohno had cleaned himself up and was sitting on the bed, watching him. Turning red with embarrassment, Nino sat up slowly, “That was…”
“I know… it was brilliant. Perhaps I should deny you more often, which might enhance our experience. In fact, it might also remind you not to ignore me for weeks at a time!” Ohno muttered.
Nino grabbed a robe he had discarded after his shower in the morning and pulled it around him. His flushed face and tousled hair was already stirring Ohno’s loins for a second round.
“I didn’t ignore you on purpose. No one knows what I look like. Even Sho-san doesn’t really know what I look like. I don’t want Sakurai’s men to start suspecting that I am really working for you!” Nino defended himself tying the sash on the robe.
Waving his hand, Ohno made a face, “Don’t make it sound so crass. You aren’t working on anything dangerous. I’m just curious on Sho’s interest in this man. Sho has never taken such a liking to anyone before and if it turns out that Sho really likes this man, we might eventually be able to use him.”
Nino nodded, but before he could speak up, Ohno’s phone buzzed. After listening for a few seconds, Ohno hung up, “Looks like I need to go meet mama. She is looking for me.”
Nino walked Ohno to the door and they shared another kiss before Ohno pulled away reluctantly, “Take care.”
“I will, but you watch your back. Sho-san has men tailing you,” Nino warned.
Laughing softly, Ohno kissed Nino’s cheek, “Don’t worry about me … and no matter what you do, don’t get caught.”
Nino pulled his robe closer and watched Ohno step into the elevator. He was about to head back inside when he heard Masaki’s cheery voice call out, “Good morning Ninomiya-sensei.”
Sighing softly, Nino turned to Masaki and smiled, “Good morning Aiba-sensei.”
“You’re not ready for school yet?” Masaki questioned staring at Nino’s blue monogrammed robe.
Turning red, Nino coughed a little and shook his head, “Ah no… I… I think I’m coming down with a … stomach bug. I am thinking of calling in sick today.”
“You do look red and your voice sounds a little hoarse,” Masaki remarked, making Nino’s blush turn brighter, “I think it would be a good idea to call in sick. Do you need any help around the house?”
Nino shook his head immediately, “No thank you. I don’t want you to get sick too, but thank you for the offer. You should go ahead.”
“I think Ninomiya-sensei is right, I don’t want you getting sick Ma-chan. Let’s go now,” Jun wrapped his fingers around Masaki’s arm and guided Masaki to the elevator, “Take care of yourself Ninomiya-sensei.”
As the elevator doors closed, Nino closed his own door and sighed softly in relief. When he realized that neither Masaki nor Jun would be home until evening, Nino smiled slowly, “I think today is my lucky day…”
*****
“Sho, you can’t walk into the apartment complex alone,” Imai held his ground, refusing to let Sho open the car door.
“I’ll be safe!” Sho frowned at Imai’s refusal.
“We saw Ohno-san’s car pass us. His men might still be around,” Imai pointed out.
After a few minutes of grumbling, Sho looked up at Imai, “How about this? You guys case the place first and if Ohno’s men aren’t around, I’ll go in… alone.”
Seeing as Sho was determined, Imai frowned and agreed, “Fine, however you are promising to stay in the car until I let you know it’s safe.”
“Yes, yes, I promise,” Sho nodded, pushing Imai out of the car.
A few minutes later when Sho hadn’t heard from Imai, he sighed and stepped out of the car impatiently. Surveying the neighborhood once, he headed in the direction of the apartment building and was delighted when he spotted a familiar figure walking in his direction. A happy smile broke across his face as he approached Masaki, “Good morning Aiba-chan. How are you today?”
Masaki’s grin was instant and lit up his face, “I’m good, how are you?”
Ignoring Jun’s tightened grip on Masaki’s arm, Sho continued, “I’m doing good as well. What are you doing here?”
“Oh. I live around here. You? What brings you to this neighborhood?” Masaki smiled waving his hand, dislodging Jun’s grip in the process.
Sho caressed his neck nervously trying to find a reason that won’t sound stalker-like, “I have an appointment with … hmm … and agent. We were going to check out apartments here.”
“Apartments? Which complex?” Jun interrupted, sounding suspicious.
Giving his attention briefly to Jun, Sho mumbled, “Oh, just a small complex called Sakura apartments. I’ve heard good things about the people living there…”
“I can guarantee you the neighbors are very good and social,” Masaki giggled.
Sho raised a questioning eyebrow, pretending curiosity, “Do you know someone who lives there?”
Laughing softly, Masaki patted Sho on his arm, “Why yes, I do. The drama teacher from our school lives there. He is our neighbor.”
“You mean you live there?” Sho’s smile curled across his lips slowly.
“But you know, now that I think about it … I haven’t heard of any vacant apartments in the building,” Jun questioned again, wrapping his fingers over Masaki’s arm firmly.
Sho’s smile stretched a little tightly at Jun’s action and comment, “I hear one of the older residents is moving into a nursing home next week, which will give me a place to move into.”
Jun shook his head, “Ah, but why haven’t we heard such a rumor?”
“How would I know? Maybe you aren’t as popular as you thought with your neighbors,” Sho chided.
Seeing that Jun and Sho’s tempers might start flaring, Masaki interjected, “We are going to miss the train if we don’t leave now. It was nice seeing you again Sho-chan. If you decide to move in, drop by apartment 5B. I’ll help you around if necessary.”
“Bye Aiba-chan. I’ll definitely call on you when I move in,” Sho responded as he watched Masaki and Jun walk towards the subway station.
When Masaki was out of his sight, Sho walked over to the building that Imai was exiting, “I am moving into this place next week. I don’t know how you’re going to do it, but I want an apartment on the 5th floor. Preferably neighboring 5B.”
“Sho! I thought I told you not to move from the car until I informed you it was safe!” Imai tensed.
“Yeah, yeah … whatever. My main reason coming here was to meet Aiba-chan. I already met him on my way here and he gave me a brilliant idea … wouldn’t it be a lot easier to get close to him if we bump into each other more often. And, it can only be accomplished if we live across from each other,” Sho grinned and wrapped his hand securely around Imai’s shoulder.
Sighing in defeat, Imai nodded his head, “But what are you going to tell the elders about your move? They may not want you moving out of the main house.”
“I’ll handle that matter, don’t worry about the elders. Just find me something on the 5th floor,” Sho mumbled contemplating about how to break the news about his move to the elders, “Well, since my mission was to find a way to meet Aiba-chan I think I’m done here. Let’s head back.”
*****
It had taken Nino a good amount of time that morning to clean up the stains on the carpet he had left behind that morning. After laboring to make the floor spotless, Nino sighed and sat back, blushing every few minutes when the memory of Ohno’s touch flooded his senses. When his stomach grumbled around noon, Nino stared at the empty kitchen and mumbled, “I guess I have to go and spend for my own lunch today.”
Sighing softly, he locked the door and headed towards the elevator when it hit him that Jun’s apartment would be empty at this hour. With a smile, Nino fished out his set of lock picking tools from his pocket and headed away from the elevator and towards the empty apartment. Making sure no one was in the hall, Nino knelt down on the floor and set to work on the locked door. After a few seconds of fiddling, he heard a satisfying click.
Entering the silent apartment, Nino closed the door behind him gently and started looking through the papers in the living room. Making sure he put things back the way he found them, Nino searched his way through the living room slowly. After two hours of searching every other room, Nino stared at Jun’s bedroom - something he had left out, wanting to respect the privacy of a lady.
Bracing himself, he walked in and rummaged through drawers. His face turned red with embarrassment as he found himself looking through piles of dainty and indecent underwear, “Why would anyone want to wear something that has a hole in it? I’d imagine it to be so uncomfortable!”
Finding nothing but more women’s clothing in the remaining drawers and the closet, Nino moved to the desk. He stared at a few lesson plans strewn across the tabletop. Shaking his head, he pulled open the desk drawers and let out a happy yell, “Jackpot!”
Nino cringed when he pulled out papers and booklets containing information and images of pre-op, post-op and in-transition men, “Why would Matsumoto-san have these?”
The papers in his hands flew all over when the ring of the phone startled him. Nino glared at Jun’s home phone angrily as he picked up the spilled papers when the machine picked up the call.
- Matsumoto-san, this is Inoue calling from Paradise travels. I’m calling to confirm the trip you scheduled a couple of months ago. Your flight is leaving Narita International airport at 6:00 AM on Tuesday morning. You’ll be greeted by the hospital’s pick up service at the destination. If your plans have changed since you booked the trip or have a need to postpone for any reason, don’t hesitate to call me. We hope your trip will be a successful and happy one. -
“A trip?” Nino mused, taking pictures with his cell phone before returning the booklets to their proper place in the desk drawer. Making sure everything looked untouched, Nino let himself out and headed out to treat himself to a hearty lunch, “Paradise travels … what kind of trips do you specialize in … I wonder.”
[To Be Continued]
[End of Chapter 6]
Comments? Critiques? Opinions?
Chapter: 6
Pairing: (1) Aiba Masaki and Sakurai Sho
(2) Aiba Masaki and Matsumoto Jun (hinted)
(3) Ninomiya Kazunari and Ohno Satoshi
Genre: Romance, AU
Rating: NC-17
Beta: laurachan2, kos_mos26
x-posted: arashirabu, jent_fanfics
Notes: This is to fulfill camaronzin's request of a Yakuza Arashi.
The next few weeks Nino observed his neighbors closely. He tried to find their weaknesses, but Nino found it hard to pry into their personal lives with Masaki or Jun was constantly around. Masaki would knock on his door every morning and insist on going to the school together. Jun would glare at Nino helplessly before reluctantly agreeing to the arrangement.
Nino sighed as he heard a knock on yet another day. Looping the tie slowly, he went to answer the door, “Hang on Aiba-san, I’m not done yet. Aren’t you early today?”
“Who is Aiba-san?” a soft voice demanded, menace barely hidden beneath the question.
The familiar voice made Nino jerk his head up and abandon pulling on his tie, “Oh-chan! What are you doing here?”
Ohno stormed inside and closed the door before cornering Nino against the wall, “You didn’t answer my question and now you are looking flustered. Are you expecting someone else?”
Gulping slowly, Nino shook his head, waving Ohno’s concerns away, “No … it’s not like that. Aiba-san comes by to pick me up in the morning and we go to work together.” At Ohno’s silence, Nino continued, “Ah… Aiba-san is the guy Sho-san is interested in. The guy I’m keeping tabs on …”
“You have time to report to Imai, but you can’t check in with me? Do you know how long it has been since I saw you, touched you or even heard your voice?” Ohno growled shaking Nino once before pressing his lips against Nino’s. Moaning softly, Nino parted his lips, welcoming Ohno’s invading tongue. The kiss stole Nino’s breath away and when they broke apart, they stared at each other panting.
Without further words, Nino discarded the tie he had been diligently working on while Ohno unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. They kissed their way to Nino’s bedroom; their abandoned clothes littered the hallway. Nino fished out a condom and lube from the bedside nightstand. It had been far too long for either of them to really care about reaching the bed.
Nino placed frantic kisses along Ohno’s face and neck, stroking Ohno’s chest and paid special attention to the hardened nipples while Ohno prepared Nino thoroughly. When Ohno pulled out his slippery fingers, Nino ripped open the foil and placed the condom on Ohno’s tip. Looking up into Ohno’s eyes, he smiled and opened his lips taking the tip into his mouth. As Ohno watched, Nino rolled the condom over Ohno’s member while effectively giving him a blowjob. Nino’s skilled hands and mouth brought out uncontrolled moans from the older man.
Ohno would have happily stayed there thrusting into Nino’s pliant mouth, but he knew that wouldn’t satisfy him completely. He had to make sure Nino would not find satisfaction with anyone else but him. Reluctantly Ohno gave Nino one hard thrust, smirking at the unexpected gagging noise before pulling out with a pop. At Nino’s questioning gaze, Ohno stroked Nino’s chin whispering, “I want to be inside you. I want to remind you that you belong to me, every inch of you! Turn around…”
“Yes…yes,” Nino muttered and turned around, going down on all fours. When Ohno placed his member against the entrance, Nino tensed unconsciously. He let out a loud cry as Ohno entered him after such a long time. They stayed still for a few seconds, savoring the feeling of contentment they experienced. The quiet did not last long as Ohno pulled away and thrust again, making Nino cry louder. Unable to stop his moans, Nino placed his left arm over his mouth and bit down gently while his other hand stroked his own pulsing shaft. They set a pounding rhythm as they thrust ecstatically.
As Ohno thrust faster Nino’s cries became more frantic. Finally giving up, Nino pleaded, “Oh-chan, please…”
“Please what?” Ohno asked, gritting his teeth.
Clamping his fingers tightly against the base of his sex, Nino moaned, “Please let me come…”
“Whom do you belong to?” Ohno growled, his thrust becoming haphazard.
“You!”
“Who makes you cry out in ecstasy?”
“You!”
“Who do you love?”
“YOU!!”
A small smile curled Ohno’s lips very briefly before the smile was replaced by an expression of bliss as Ohno released himself into the condom while still buried deeply inside Nino, “You may…”
With a loud cry, Nino released his fingers and he exploded all over the floor. His vision turned white as the climax rolled over him. His body shook intermittently as aftershocks rocked him. By the time he came to, Ohno had cleaned himself up and was sitting on the bed, watching him. Turning red with embarrassment, Nino sat up slowly, “That was…”
“I know… it was brilliant. Perhaps I should deny you more often, which might enhance our experience. In fact, it might also remind you not to ignore me for weeks at a time!” Ohno muttered.
Nino grabbed a robe he had discarded after his shower in the morning and pulled it around him. His flushed face and tousled hair was already stirring Ohno’s loins for a second round.
“I didn’t ignore you on purpose. No one knows what I look like. Even Sho-san doesn’t really know what I look like. I don’t want Sakurai’s men to start suspecting that I am really working for you!” Nino defended himself tying the sash on the robe.
Waving his hand, Ohno made a face, “Don’t make it sound so crass. You aren’t working on anything dangerous. I’m just curious on Sho’s interest in this man. Sho has never taken such a liking to anyone before and if it turns out that Sho really likes this man, we might eventually be able to use him.”
Nino nodded, but before he could speak up, Ohno’s phone buzzed. After listening for a few seconds, Ohno hung up, “Looks like I need to go meet mama. She is looking for me.”
Nino walked Ohno to the door and they shared another kiss before Ohno pulled away reluctantly, “Take care.”
“I will, but you watch your back. Sho-san has men tailing you,” Nino warned.
Laughing softly, Ohno kissed Nino’s cheek, “Don’t worry about me … and no matter what you do, don’t get caught.”
Nino pulled his robe closer and watched Ohno step into the elevator. He was about to head back inside when he heard Masaki’s cheery voice call out, “Good morning Ninomiya-sensei.”
Sighing softly, Nino turned to Masaki and smiled, “Good morning Aiba-sensei.”
“You’re not ready for school yet?” Masaki questioned staring at Nino’s blue monogrammed robe.
Turning red, Nino coughed a little and shook his head, “Ah no… I… I think I’m coming down with a … stomach bug. I am thinking of calling in sick today.”
“You do look red and your voice sounds a little hoarse,” Masaki remarked, making Nino’s blush turn brighter, “I think it would be a good idea to call in sick. Do you need any help around the house?”
Nino shook his head immediately, “No thank you. I don’t want you to get sick too, but thank you for the offer. You should go ahead.”
“I think Ninomiya-sensei is right, I don’t want you getting sick Ma-chan. Let’s go now,” Jun wrapped his fingers around Masaki’s arm and guided Masaki to the elevator, “Take care of yourself Ninomiya-sensei.”
As the elevator doors closed, Nino closed his own door and sighed softly in relief. When he realized that neither Masaki nor Jun would be home until evening, Nino smiled slowly, “I think today is my lucky day…”
*****
“Sho, you can’t walk into the apartment complex alone,” Imai held his ground, refusing to let Sho open the car door.
“I’ll be safe!” Sho frowned at Imai’s refusal.
“We saw Ohno-san’s car pass us. His men might still be around,” Imai pointed out.
After a few minutes of grumbling, Sho looked up at Imai, “How about this? You guys case the place first and if Ohno’s men aren’t around, I’ll go in… alone.”
Seeing as Sho was determined, Imai frowned and agreed, “Fine, however you are promising to stay in the car until I let you know it’s safe.”
“Yes, yes, I promise,” Sho nodded, pushing Imai out of the car.
A few minutes later when Sho hadn’t heard from Imai, he sighed and stepped out of the car impatiently. Surveying the neighborhood once, he headed in the direction of the apartment building and was delighted when he spotted a familiar figure walking in his direction. A happy smile broke across his face as he approached Masaki, “Good morning Aiba-chan. How are you today?”
Masaki’s grin was instant and lit up his face, “I’m good, how are you?”
Ignoring Jun’s tightened grip on Masaki’s arm, Sho continued, “I’m doing good as well. What are you doing here?”
“Oh. I live around here. You? What brings you to this neighborhood?” Masaki smiled waving his hand, dislodging Jun’s grip in the process.
Sho caressed his neck nervously trying to find a reason that won’t sound stalker-like, “I have an appointment with … hmm … and agent. We were going to check out apartments here.”
“Apartments? Which complex?” Jun interrupted, sounding suspicious.
Giving his attention briefly to Jun, Sho mumbled, “Oh, just a small complex called Sakura apartments. I’ve heard good things about the people living there…”
“I can guarantee you the neighbors are very good and social,” Masaki giggled.
Sho raised a questioning eyebrow, pretending curiosity, “Do you know someone who lives there?”
Laughing softly, Masaki patted Sho on his arm, “Why yes, I do. The drama teacher from our school lives there. He is our neighbor.”
“You mean you live there?” Sho’s smile curled across his lips slowly.
“But you know, now that I think about it … I haven’t heard of any vacant apartments in the building,” Jun questioned again, wrapping his fingers over Masaki’s arm firmly.
Sho’s smile stretched a little tightly at Jun’s action and comment, “I hear one of the older residents is moving into a nursing home next week, which will give me a place to move into.”
Jun shook his head, “Ah, but why haven’t we heard such a rumor?”
“How would I know? Maybe you aren’t as popular as you thought with your neighbors,” Sho chided.
Seeing that Jun and Sho’s tempers might start flaring, Masaki interjected, “We are going to miss the train if we don’t leave now. It was nice seeing you again Sho-chan. If you decide to move in, drop by apartment 5B. I’ll help you around if necessary.”
“Bye Aiba-chan. I’ll definitely call on you when I move in,” Sho responded as he watched Masaki and Jun walk towards the subway station.
When Masaki was out of his sight, Sho walked over to the building that Imai was exiting, “I am moving into this place next week. I don’t know how you’re going to do it, but I want an apartment on the 5th floor. Preferably neighboring 5B.”
“Sho! I thought I told you not to move from the car until I informed you it was safe!” Imai tensed.
“Yeah, yeah … whatever. My main reason coming here was to meet Aiba-chan. I already met him on my way here and he gave me a brilliant idea … wouldn’t it be a lot easier to get close to him if we bump into each other more often. And, it can only be accomplished if we live across from each other,” Sho grinned and wrapped his hand securely around Imai’s shoulder.
Sighing in defeat, Imai nodded his head, “But what are you going to tell the elders about your move? They may not want you moving out of the main house.”
“I’ll handle that matter, don’t worry about the elders. Just find me something on the 5th floor,” Sho mumbled contemplating about how to break the news about his move to the elders, “Well, since my mission was to find a way to meet Aiba-chan I think I’m done here. Let’s head back.”
*****
It had taken Nino a good amount of time that morning to clean up the stains on the carpet he had left behind that morning. After laboring to make the floor spotless, Nino sighed and sat back, blushing every few minutes when the memory of Ohno’s touch flooded his senses. When his stomach grumbled around noon, Nino stared at the empty kitchen and mumbled, “I guess I have to go and spend for my own lunch today.”
Sighing softly, he locked the door and headed towards the elevator when it hit him that Jun’s apartment would be empty at this hour. With a smile, Nino fished out his set of lock picking tools from his pocket and headed away from the elevator and towards the empty apartment. Making sure no one was in the hall, Nino knelt down on the floor and set to work on the locked door. After a few seconds of fiddling, he heard a satisfying click.
Entering the silent apartment, Nino closed the door behind him gently and started looking through the papers in the living room. Making sure he put things back the way he found them, Nino searched his way through the living room slowly. After two hours of searching every other room, Nino stared at Jun’s bedroom - something he had left out, wanting to respect the privacy of a lady.
Bracing himself, he walked in and rummaged through drawers. His face turned red with embarrassment as he found himself looking through piles of dainty and indecent underwear, “Why would anyone want to wear something that has a hole in it? I’d imagine it to be so uncomfortable!”
Finding nothing but more women’s clothing in the remaining drawers and the closet, Nino moved to the desk. He stared at a few lesson plans strewn across the tabletop. Shaking his head, he pulled open the desk drawers and let out a happy yell, “Jackpot!”
Nino cringed when he pulled out papers and booklets containing information and images of pre-op, post-op and in-transition men, “Why would Matsumoto-san have these?”
The papers in his hands flew all over when the ring of the phone startled him. Nino glared at Jun’s home phone angrily as he picked up the spilled papers when the machine picked up the call.
- Matsumoto-san, this is Inoue calling from Paradise travels. I’m calling to confirm the trip you scheduled a couple of months ago. Your flight is leaving Narita International airport at 6:00 AM on Tuesday morning. You’ll be greeted by the hospital’s pick up service at the destination. If your plans have changed since you booked the trip or have a need to postpone for any reason, don’t hesitate to call me. We hope your trip will be a successful and happy one. -
“A trip?” Nino mused, taking pictures with his cell phone before returning the booklets to their proper place in the desk drawer. Making sure everything looked untouched, Nino let himself out and headed out to treat himself to a hearty lunch, “Paradise travels … what kind of trips do you specialize in … I wonder.”
[To Be Continued]
[End of Chapter 6]
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