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Author's Note:
Hey, it's me, Siara the Slacker. I've written Part 7 of this much dreaded epic, though it is the shortest installment so far. You all have DBZ18Juuhachigou to thank. She e-mailed and managed to guilt me into putting off my ::huff puff:: tons of schoolwork (that everyone doesn't give a damn about) in order to write this. R.E.E.D. E-mail me at sabrinaamy@hotmail.com
Love,
Siara
P.S. A ho' is street slang for a slut or whore.
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"Master?"
"Mmmhmm." Juunana murmured sleepily from underneath his pet. Koji gave the cyborg an assessing look. He had managed to memorize all the nuances of his Master's idosyncratic personality with a very short time. Gauging from the contented, post-coital expression on the flushed face, he had finally gotten Juunana in the perfect mood. Just to be sure, he dipped his head into the smooth neck, grazing the cool skin lightly with his teeth. Juunana sighed. Koji's soft fingers lingered along the cyborg's sides, tickling and caressing. Suddenly, he squeezed Juunana's nipple and raised his face to smirk at his Master. For some reason, Juunana liked it when he was forceful.
"I've been a good pet, haven't I?" he said in a purposely low, seductive voice.
"Very - very good - ahhh" Juunana moaned as an insistent hand pressed itself against his erection "Very - especially when you . . . do . . . that." And then he started moaning louder, hoarser. Koji, from experience, managed to stop just in time.
"Yes, and good pets deserve to be rewarded, ne?"
"Don't stop and I'll make sure you're rewarded," Juunana growled, voice made guttural by desire.
"I've decided to take you up on that offer you made about a week ago." Koji's voice mirrored his Master's in coolness. Now the calculating blonde was all business.
"What might that have been?" Juunana gasped.
"Oh, I think it was my freedom," Koji said as offhand as he could manage. "You'll let me go tomorrow? Since I've been such a good pet?" Juunana realized immediatly that Koji had orchestrated this. Had deliberately planned everything. From informing Juuhachi of a trendy mall which just happened to be miles away, to the new, rather flimsy clothes, the "accidental" trips, slips, and stumbles which happened to land him in Master's lap, to the kissing, the leading-by-the-hand-to-the-bedroom. He also realized, that he really didn't care if Koji left, as long as it wasn't right now. Because he still had Gohan. And besides, he could always track the little boink machine down if the mood struck him.
"Yes," he snapped impatiently, "Now turn over, you little schemer." The little schemer smiled, turned, and sighed rather wistfully as he was taken. He would miss this. He would miss it very much. Even as he cried out in pleasure, two glistening tears slid down his cheeks. He understood, now, how much he cared for this insidious cyborg. As much as this pained him, he was also painfully aware of the fact that Juu would never, ever return such a human emotion. Juunana cared not a whit for his pet, unless Koji's absence would mean depriving the Jinzoningen of entertainment. But Juu-kun had Gohan now, and if there was going to be any form of affection from the ice cold Jinzoningen, it would be for Gohan. More tears fell, unnoticed or ignored by the cyborg above him, taking him, with no thought to any but his own pleasure, like an animal. //I'll survive. It was nothing more than a stupid crush.//
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Gohan landed on a grassy hill, and made his way to the shade and minimal protection of a tree. As he came around the huge trunk, he was startled to hear sniffling sounds. Very, very quietly, he peered into the darkest part of the shadows. A forlorn figure sat against the trunk, knees drawn up, arms circling protectively, curly golden head buried in said knees. Tiny, wounded sounds escaped from the shivering mass of hair, as if the owner of the sobs were clenching his teeth tightly against the appalling sounds. Uncertain about disturbing him, Gohan fidgeted and shifted his feet for several drawn out moments, wondering what he should do. //I wish he'd stop crying. I don't know what to do around crying people. Should I try to comfort him? Should I ask questions? Will he be offended?//
"Uh, Koji?" Gohan asked tentively. The crying sounds stopped abruptly, like someone had just turned them off with a switch. The small body tensed, then relaxed slightly in recognition.
"Gohan." Koji said in a muffled voice. He slowly, slowly raised his head from his knees and regarded the halfsayajin with a surprisingly calm, composed expression. He considered the clearly uncomfortable teen for a moment, then smiled shakily and spread his arms in a magnanimous gesture which unconsciously copied Juunanagou's. "Go ahead," he murmured in what he hoped was a cavalier voice, "Ask."
"Do you want to answer? You don't have to," Gohan blurted.
"You're dying to know, and telling might be therapeutic for me, or something." Koji chuckled unconvincingly.
"Okay. Why are you crying?"
"Because I'm sentimental."
"About . . .?"
"Leaving the second home I've ever had," Koji said, then added bitterly, "If you want to call it a home."
"That's it?"
Koji paused, then plunged on recklessly, "Not quite."
"Well?"
"I think I had a crush on Juu -- " he changed his mind at the very last second " . . . Juuhachigou."
"I see," Gohan didn't see at all of course. He couldn't see why anyone would like one of those artificial monsters. //But then again, who am I to talk?// he thought ruefully. "I . . . I guess she's pretty . . . I suppose . . . in her . . . way . . ."
"Must the emotional overflow of realizing that I'm bi," Koji joked. But in truth, he wasn't a bit bisexual. He'd gone gay for a reason. A very good reason. Two reasons actually. First, girls scared him. They made him nervous and jumpy and paranoid. Second, there was, well, there was Juunanagou. //Gohan doesn't look too bad either,// he thought mischeviously, glancing shyly up at the hunky sayajin. //I can see why Master -- Juunanagou -- is attracted to him.//
"Bi?" Gohan asked stupidly.
"You know. Bisexual." Sensing that Gohan was still completely clueless, Koji elaborated. "Feeling an attraction to both sexes."
"Ah." Gohan attempted to grin the cheesy Son grin, but couldn't manage it. He appeared to simply bare his teeth.
"Aaaannnnnnnyway, what's your plan?" Koji asked, getting straight to the point and neatly avoiding the silence.
"Well it's simple actually," Gohan stammered after the initial shock phase of switching subjects so fast (and the subject switched from). "Since you aren't safe from Juunana by yourself, and knowing him, he'll be on the lookout for you, I realized that you had an unfair disadvantage. To give you the same chance as everyone else, I thought that, just for a year or so, you could move in with me. My high power level could conceivably mask your, well, weak one. The Jinzoningens won't know where you are, as long as you make an effort to keep out of sight of the sky. When Juunana forgets about you, you'll be free to start your life anew."
"Muh-muh-muh-muh-muh-muh-move"
"Huh?"
"Y-y-y-you want m-m-me to m-m-move in with y-you?"
"Just for a little while." Seing the look on Koji's face Gohan hastily added, "Not like that!! I'm nothing like Juunanagou. I don't enslave people. We'll just be like - like room mates."
//Is he serious? He thinks we're gonna keep our hands off of each other for a whole year? I wasn't called Ho' ji at my school for nothing. Besides, I'm ravenously curious as to what Juunanagou finds so . . . enjoyable about Gohan. Besides his looks. I could learn something from him. After all, he managed to seduce my Master away from me . . .//
"Uh huh," Koji murmured non-committally, "Sure. Like room mates."
"Yup."
"So, where do you live, Gohan?"
"Out in the middle of nowhere."
"Is that far from here?" Koji asked. Both teens laughed nervously.
"Kind of," Gohan said.
"Are we gonna fly there?" Koji asked, briefly pondering his fear of flying. It was not a fear of heights, understand, it was just of flying.
"Um, yeah but we could walk if you prefer . . ."
"In this heat? I think not!" Holding onto Gohan's well shaped body was well worth the downside, in Koji's opinion.
"Well, okay." Gohan paused. "You got any luggage?"
"No."
"Well," the halfsaiyajin bent over, offering his back, and a rather nice view of his rear end to Koji. "Climb on then."
//With pleasure// Koji mentally licked his lips lasciviously, allowed himself a tiny smirk, then mounted Gohan as directed.