Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Sex, Substances, Sin, Salvation ❯ IV - B - The (other) Marked Man ( Chapter 28 )

Sex, Substances, Sin, Salvation

How these 4 `s' words are intertwined

By Masamune Reforged

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Warnings: Yaoi (tons of pairings, but mostly 1x2, 3x4 and implied former 13x6. Lemons amuck.), cursing, drug use, violence, angst, insanity, cameos, AU, lunacy, racism. All the bad shit you'd expect in real life.

 

Page IV: A Crow Left of the Murder

Part B of Page IV

“The (other) Marked Man”

Neutral 3rd person narration

 

 

“JP, do they have a bottle opener anywhere in here?” Quatre Winner asked.

 

“Let me open that for you, sweety,” a tall, attractive red-head offered. She was a beautiful whore.

 

James Parker Losman had a lot on his mind, and that required he get thoroughly retarded beyond belief in order to relax and enjoy himself. He had been stressed out the entire week, waking in a panicked sweat, biting his manicured fingernails, smoking even more cigarettes than usual, tossing and turning in his bed- his empty bed. Young Losman was not used to sleeping alone. He also disliked condoms, because it was that much more “lame” when he was fucking a chick with a rubber prison caging his dick. He preferred it raw.

 

“Allah's beard, this is some high-quality stuff!”

 

“Cheevas Regal!” a second girl gleefully mispronounced. “I've only seen it in advertisements!” She whispered to her friend, “That's over $100 a bottle!”

 

“Yo, JP,” a brooding young businessman spoke as softly as could possibly heard with the loud bass shaking the ceiling as the dance floor beat with life. “The Z man's outside.”

 

Losman had gotten Daniella Amarosso pregnant that way, high on coke, boozed up and with no condom. Losman was sure that she had fucked up on taking those pills on time, or something. The girl knew he only did it raw...

 

“This shit's from Argama, I'll have you know,” the Z man insisted.

 

“You just say that shit to jack up the prices!” Quatre insisted.

 

“And your punk ass is still on my list! You owe me three Gs!” the Z man barked.

 

Quatre turned the bottle of champagne upside down. It had been a shitty week at work...

 

So what did the young, respectable Losman do? He asked his girlfriend (he only called her that so he could fuck her at his beck and call) to get an abortion. Naturally, he offered to foot the bill.

 

“1000, final offer,” the Z man demanded.

 

“Make it 5000 and cut me a decent deal!” the brooding young businessman insisted, peeling out five crisp bills like they were Monopoly money. “JP, Quatre, this one's on me! You too, girls!”

 

“Take a shot with me Quatre?” One of the blondes, both fake, both pornstars, took Quatre by the arm and pulled him towards the bar, where a beautiful woman quickly set down a row of shots.

 

JP Losman was the only son of the Losman - Septum family. His mother was the daughter of a former general, Mynart Septum. Losman was currently working with his cousin at the Alliance Defense Industry branch in midtown Gotham. The company never would have existed without his uncle's influence, and, moreover, Gwinter was really the only one working at the company...

 

“Give me a call whenever you need to re-up.” The Z man slipped out.

 

“Who wants to do some fucking Argaman blow?!” The normally brooding businessman was all grins now. All the whores and social climbers gaggled towards him, ravenous for the lift, ready to be laid on their backs as payment.

 

Daniella had said that the abortion probably wasn't a good idea. She had teetered and tip-toed around the problem for months in the hopes he'd marry her, often frustrating JP to no end. Why wouldn't the girl just go to the clinic?

 

“Aww, Quatre, you're so cute!” the blond pornstar cooed as she patted the short Winner heir on his back, her massive tits rubbing against his arm. He was coughing from the shots; they'd each taken two.

 

“Come take a line, JP!” Quatre yelled energetically. The alcohol was now racing through his blood stream, the first sense of joyful bliss beginning. To think he was once absolutely against alcohol...

 

“Gimme a minute.” JP stayed aloof still, but managed to do a good job chugging his Chivas Regal on the rocks.

 

Daniella's father had came over one night. This was rare, because Daniella often said that her father was out of the country on business for months at a time.

 

JP finished his glass, setting it down and immediately asking the bartender for another. He glanced at the doorway, where the two bodyguards stood like sentinels. He frowned at the one on the right, almost absolutely covered in shadow. That bodyguard was very lanky and had his hair styled in a way that made JP pretty sure an elephant could approach from his right. A uni-bang, was it?

 

Mr. Amarosso had not been pleasant at all... He had asked JP to keep the baby, said it wouldn't be the right thing to do. Amarosso had called it “a sin in the eyes of God”. Whatever...

 

The bodyguards gave JP some peace of mind, though nothing like the scotch whiskey beginning to inebriate him did. His cousin's company, he'd learned, was not safe to rely on. The mob had cells there. One of his guards from Alliance might turn around and shoot him in the face.

 

“Woo!! Woo~~!!!” Quatre hollered, just having taken a long line of coke from in between the breasts of the redhead. She laughed playfully, stupidly, high as a kite herself.

 

The security needed to come from an outsider. And, like everything else, Losman relied on his drug connection to find the bodyguards for him.

 

But Mr. Amarosso had not let him blow it off that easily. He got quite animated and pushy with JP once he'd noticed that the young, wealthy aristocrat was blowing him off. He'd told JP he'd marry his daughter, that they'd have the baby...

 

“Get over here, man!” Quatre had made his way over to JP. Taking him by the arm, the fucked-up blond led him over to the coke orgy. “You paid for the VIP, enjoy it!”

 

JP had always felt that Quatre was a little bit of a fag, so feminine and all. He took his arm away from the rich blond youth. JP Losman only fucked girls, raw.

 

JP was not the kind of person to bend to any geezer's wacky old whims. Despite her protests, Daniella had gotten the abortion. She'd disappeared several days later, and his phone calls were blocked at the Amarosso residence.

 

One of the girls had her pants around her ankles. J.P. smacked the well-tanned cheeks, drawing a cheer from the onlookers. The brooding businessman cracked a new eggshell of coke and laid the whole thing out on the bitch's ass, going right up her back. J.P. let all of the breath leave his chest, leaning over the slut, toying her twat with his free hand. He closed one nostril and began to snort. Immediately, his troubles began to fade.

 

Mr. Amarosso had left a message on J.P.'s cell phone one night. It basically alluded to the fact that the young Losman boy would find himself `with the fishes', sooner rather than later. J.P. considered himself too young to die.

 

You may have noticed that there is no physical description here of James Parker Losman. The hollow tipped-bullet penetrated through the back of his skull and emerged out the front, blowing off most of his head and all of his face. We know his hair was brown and put him around 5'9" height wise. On the night of the murder he wore a bright white suit and a red dress shirt. His dental records were used to identify him.

 

 

 

-end “The (other) Marked Man”

Part B of Page IV in

Sex, Substances, Sin and Salvation. How these four `s' words are intertwined.

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Next: “Beautiful Distraction”

 

ID Notes:

James Parker Losman is the name of a pro football quarterback. He was the first string starter for the Buffalo Bills last year, but was a disappointment and replaced mid-way through the season. His rumored off-field personality is the basis of this character, a rich businessman who hangs out with Quatre on occasion.

 

The name `Septum' should be familiar to you Gundam Wing fans. He was an Alliance general (nasly voiced in American dub) who was unwittingly used by Treize in his coup d'etat. Later Septum's son and father appeared as leaders of a space colony resisting OZ's take over.

 

The Amarosso characters are all original.

 

The Z man is a nickname, that character will be ID'd shortly.

 

Note:

Argama is a small foreign city that I completely made up to compare with other places like 'Bogota'.