Chapter 4
By Kataren

Kataren: Uhm...I dunno bout this..
Anduril: Go.
Kataren: But, Crystal went before this! Nobody will sur-
Anduril: *smacks open palm with tire iron*
Kataren: *gulps* lessee...where did it...ah yes...the kiss...

Kaede was sick. Kaede was tired. Kaede was sick and tired.

Everyone: This is Peter. This is Jane. This is Peter and Jane.
Kataren: *rolls eyes*

Kaede was sick and tired of making sushi. It had been a week since
he'd gotten a job with the gorilla-like man in the Oriental
restaurant. And surprise, surprise...he had a talent for it all. For
which Uozumi was delighted, so every day Kaede cut, sliced, kneaded,
stirred, baked...

Crystal: Baked?
Kataren: Err...I'm hungry for pie? ^^;
Eddie: Ne..what did he "knead"? *jab jab*
Kataren: -_-;

...oblivious to the eyes trained on him day and night.

Chache: ALL the time? *starts to drool*
Rukawa: Arrgghhh!! Peeping tom! *flings pots and pans at Chache*
Sendoh: Where? I wanna see too.

ANYway...the end of the week came, and he wanted to get out of the
place. Even for just a few hours. He remembered the nice time he had
hopping the metro before, so decided to head for the countryside for
some fresh air and change of scenery.

Vspirit: He just came from the countryside one week ago.
Rukawa: *glares* I need to get away from all these fish. *looks at
metro map* Hmm, which line goes there?
Anduril: Pick the green one. Green for grass and trees.
Maisarah: Also for emerald stones, so they could lead to mines.
Crystal: Then the yellow line must lead to Oz. Go see the wizard!
Maisarah: I'm right here.
Eddie: Where would red go then? Hell?
Kataren: -__-;;; *throws everyone into a random train*

And the train chugged along, spewing smoke and steam.

Anduril: Psst...ME-TRO...

And the train zoomed along, silently. No pollution involved. Or
plundering of natural resources.

Kataren: Happy?
Hikaru: Save the trees!

During the journey, Kaede noticed that the line indicated was black.
But since it was leading out of the city, he didn't mind. Ten minutes
later, they stopped at a foreboding station. Dark, creepy, dirty.

He got off.

Eddie: Oh, that's brilliant.
Crystal: Shhh! This sounds promising. Right, Lyv?
Vspirit: *busy taking notes*

He came out of the station and saw a big haunted-looking castle in
the distance. Since there was nothing else interesting he could see,
he walked towards it, reached it, and knocked on the door. It opened
and he immediately entered. The door slammed shut.

Rukawa: *glares* WHY are you doing this to me!?
Kataren: Cos I'M the one with the keyboard! Nyah nyah nyah nyah nyah!
Muraki: *coughs softly*
Kataren: ^^;; ehehe....gomen..i mean, excusez moi....
Anduril: *cringes*

He poked around. The place was dim, and he found another door by
walking into it.

Chache: He can't put his hands out to feel his way?
Sendoh: I have something here he can feel with his hands.

Having nothing better to do, he opened the door. O-kay...steps. Let's
go down into the deep dark dungeon, why don't we?

Kaede walked down.

Eddie: Un-be-ri-ve-bel.

Somehow he made it to the bottom without stumbling and breaking that
pretty but silly head. As he traveled further down, a glow from down
the stairs kept getting brighter...

Star: Is it me? ^_^

...and walked into a room lit with burning torches placed in wall
holders. About a dozen men dressed in black had their backs turned to
him, chanting in low voices. He thought there was something funny
about their costumes, leaned forward to look closer, and knocked over
an empty can.

Star: Yup. One veee-ryy bright boy.
Crystal: *nods head* Exactly why he's perfect. *grins*

Twelve heads swung around, and now he saw what the 'costumes' were.
These were bikers dressed in black leather! And all of them was
staring at him with creepy looks. He started to inch back, preparing
to run for it, when his back hit into lean muscles...

Muraki: That's all? Lean muscles?
Kataren: At least I didn't say soft and flabby.
Muraki: Surely you can just add big-
Kataren: *holds up keyboard*
Muraki: Lean is good.

"We meet again, pretty boy."

He gasped. It was the man who had stolen his first kiss! What was HE
doing here?

Sendoh: It's the thief!
Maki: Chill out, Sendoh. This ain't your turf.
Sendoh: Hah! You'll see. Nechan always writes SenRu.
Maki: And this is part 4, MY number. 'Sides, she wrote that
threesome, remember?
Sendoh: Oh yeah....I rather enjoyed myself then. *hentai smirk*
Maki: That you did, my boy. That you did indeed. *dirty smirk*
Kataren: "Four" in Cantonese also sounds like "Die". *holds up
chopper* Who wants to go first? *grins*
Everyone: GULP.

"Why are you here?"

"Following you, of course. From the moment I saw you, I knew you were
perfect."

Kaede swallowed. "Perfect for what?"

"Why, being our sexual sacrifice, of course." Muraki's eye glinted
with a predatory gleam behind the silver hair. "It's part of our
quest to be blessed with a new set of bitching wheels by the Great
One."

"The Great One?"

A sinister chuckle sounded. "The 'tell' part of our little Show and
Tell is done. I think we're ready for the 'show' part, don't you
think so, Maki-kun?"

Kaede looked back to see one of the bikers coming towards him. This
man was not as tall as Muraki, but he was just as scary. His leather
pants was unbuttoned and the zipper was dangerously low. His top was
clothed by a leather vest, showing off his chiseled abs to its full
advantage.

All hentais: *DRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLLLLLLLSSSSSSS*

Short brown hair above the brown eyes raking his body with a hunger
that was mirrored in the eyes of all the other men.

"I absolutely agree, Muraki-san."

With that, Kaede found himself manhandled and strapped down spread-
eagled on a sturdy table.

Muraki & Maki: Can you make that a really sturdy table, nechan?
Kataren: Urusai!! I'm not YOUR nechan! *thwacks them with a broom*

...on a really tough, hard-to-break, sturdy table.

Kaede was still clothed, but had a feeling he wouldn't stay that way
for long. Some of the men already seemed to have trouble breathing
and walking. He felt apprehension rise in him, as well as...
excitement?.....

Rukawa: Where the HELL did THAT come from????!!!!!
Kataren: *points to Crystal & Lyv whispering into her ears*

Muraki stepped forward, one hand loosening his tie. "Well boy, any
last questions?"

"Yes."

"And that would be?"

"How come you're wearing white?"

One minute later, after picking themselves up from the floor, Muraki
glared at him. "Because I'm the front man, the cover, the contact
with the outside world. And I think I look good in it."

Chache: But black would go really good with your silver hair.
Maisarah: Yeah...the contrast would be striking.
Eddie: And if you wear a black suit with a dark blue shirt...wooo...
Kataren: -____-;;;;;;

Muraki leaned down, almost touching Kaede's lips. "Well, my dear.
Shall we begin...."

"STOOOOPPPPPPP!!!!"

Sendoh: Finally! The cavalry!

The room was completely swarmed with busy girls setting up stuff all
around the sturdy table. By the time they were done, studio lights,
cameras and microphones were in place.

Crystal: *sitting in director's chair* Okay....let's start rolling,
people.....
Vspirit: *takes up position behind the main camera*
Chache, Eddie & Maisarah: *art stuff all ready*
Anduril: *vidcam switched on*
Kataren: *vein throbbing*

Cyrstal: ....and....ACTION!!!

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Saitou: how come I'm not in there?
Kataren: cos you're busy doing the dirty with Aoshi.
Saitou: a lot of dirty?
Kataren: yup.
Saitou: *looks thoughtful and smirks* I guess I can live with that.