Lupin III Fan Fiction ❯ Daddy's Girl ❯ Fujiko’s Rendezvous ( Chapter 2 )

Daddy's Girl

By Bekka Mouri-Hibiki

(Lupin isn't mine. The gang realizes the condition Toshiko is in and must decide what to do. Zenigata gets sentimental as he finishes up his report. After caring for Toshiko, Fujiko has a mysterious rendezvous of her own.)

Part Two: Fujiko's Rendezvous

Lupin paced back and forth in front of the fireplace as Jigen threw back a shot of whisky. Goemon sat next to him, drinking his sake silently. Jigen growled, " I think this is the stupidest thing you've done in a long time, Lupin. "

" I just couldn't leave her there, " Lupin shot back. Once he had gathered his wits, he realized that Toshiko had been very smashed and she passed out shortly before they arrived back at the house. He placed a call to Fujiko and she came over right away to help. What disturbed him even more was the fact that a freshly rolled joint had fallen out of her coat when they were trying to make her comfortable in the guest room.

He also noticed that she was rather thin and probably wasn't taking very good care of herself. Fujiko had shooed him out once she decided that Toshiko's clothes needed to be either washed or burned. Ever since then, he had been pacing back and forth in front of the fireplace. He was pacing so much, he was certain he was wearing a hole in the rug.

" But do you think bringing her here was such a good idea? " Goemon asked.

" Why don't the two of you go look in on her? " Lupin turned to face his friends.

Jigen looked at Goemon and they both stood up, " Okay. The light wasn't all that great in that alley, " Jigen said. " I really didn't look at her in the car either. I was more occupied with keeping my ass against the spare and not falling off. "

" I have to agree, " Goemon nodded. Jigen left the room and Goemon followed.

Lupin sat down in his favorite chair and leaned his head back. ~Of all the people to cry out for help to, why did it have to be me? ~ He thought. He sighed, ~Of course it had to be me. I'm the one she blames. ~

Jigen and Goemon came back after several minutes had passed, grim looks on their faces. " Fujiko wouldn't let us in but she said that she looks pretty bad, " Jigen sat down on the couch.

" She also said that Toshiko is going to need plenty of rest, " Goemon said as he sat down next to Jigen.

Lupin sighed, " We have to help her… somehow. "

**

Zenigata looked over his report again. " By the time the police arrived, the suspects had fled… " He read out loud to himself for the fifth time. He leaned back in his chair. " But why was Lupin in that alley to begin with? "

He looked over the map of the area and frowned. As far as he knew, there were no art galleries or any other place that would have interested the thief. His eyes strayed to a building not far from the alley. " Maison apartments, " He muttered.

He opened his desk drawer and pulled out the last letter he had gotten from his ex-wife. He opened it up, his eyes scanning the page. " Toshiko is now living in an apartment close to the Tokyo ICPO headquarters. You should go and see her some time. She really misses you. She lives in apartment 614 at the Maison apartment building. "

Zenigata shut his eyes and sighed. He hadn't seen his daughter very much since he started chasing Lupin and even less once his wife divorced him. He tried to remember the last time he had seen her but all he could draw was a blank. He pulled out his wallet, finding a tattered picture shoved in the far back.

The bright face of a four-year old girl stared back at him, her dark brown eyes full of happiness as she sat on her mother's lap and her father stood behind them. It was just a generic looking photo studio picture and it showed a happy little family… on the outside anyway. Zenigata knew better though, recalling the fight he and his wife had as soon as they got back home from the sitting. An ICPO officer was waiting for him when they got home, requesting that Zenigata leave for yet another Lupin chase.

~I think it was the day she made up her mind to kick me out for good, ~ Zenigata though as he rubbed one of the peeling corners of the photo. He sighed and shoved the photo back in his wallet. He shook his head trying to fight down the lump that was rising in his throat. ~I have to figure out why Lupin was in that alley… I don't have time for this. ~

**

If it weren't for the burning end of his cigarette, Fujiko wouldn't have been able to see him in the dark shadows. She had walked to their usual meeting place in the forest just down from the house. The clouds shifted, letting a shaft of moonlight through the trees and let her see he had a blanket spread out on the ground. She knew it wouldn't be long until she was spread out on that blanket, the anticipation making her heart race.

She slowed her pace as the clouds covered the moon again, obscuring her sight. She moved towards the smoldering cherry of the cigarette and took small steps so she wouldn't trip on anything. " Hey you, " She called out.

" Nice mini-skirt. If it weren't any shorter, it'd be a veil. I wasn't sure you were coming out tonight, " He responded to her when she was within earshot.

" I'm really sorry about being late. Something happened, " Fujiko said as she reached out to him. He caught her arm and pulled her to him as he got rid of his cigarette.

" I don't care because you're here now, " He murmured before kissing Fujiko. It started out innocently but quickly escalated as he pressed his tongue into her mouth. He turned her so she was braced against the tree and shoved his leg between hers. He broke away for air momentarily then licked, nipped and kissed at the right side of Fujiko's neck, his beard tickling her skin.

Fujiko let out a soft cry as he moved his leg, rubbing her crotch. The way she had his leg straddled she could feel that he was already hard. He moved his hands under her blouse, his calloused fingers gliding upwards until they reached the sides of her breasts. She had scarcely taken a breath when she felt her bra loosen prior to his removing his hands from her shirt.

He pulled her shirt off then her bra, dropping them on the ground next to her. She arched into his touch as he fondled her and peppered her breasts with kisses, his stiff whiskers prickling the soft skin. He then pressed her breast together; sucking on both nipples at once because he knew it would drive her crazy. She began to rub her crotch on his leg, unable to help herself as her body screamed for him.

" You're so good, " She whispered. She whimpered when he eased his leg from in between hers and grabbed the hem of her skirt. The scant strip slid down her legs with ease and she lifted her legs on at a time to step out of it.

" We better be careful where we put our clothes this time. I don't want to be out her until dawn looking for your panties again, " He said as he hooked his fingers in the waistband of what passed for Fujiko's panties. " These things are a pain in the ass. "

Fujiko almost responded but her comment was silenced before it passed her lips as he kissed her vulva. He ran his hand over the mound of flesh and chuckled. He slipped a finger into her opening, " You make me feel like I'm some sort of pervert with this Brazilian of yours. "

" You like it, " Fujiko gasped as he rubbed her clit. " Don't lie. "

He chuckled as he removed his finger, " Yeah… I do. "

Fujiko reached up and grabbed the branch above her as he moved her legs so he could get in between them. He eased the limbs over his shoulder then leaned forward, pushing her lower lips apart with his tongue. She bit her lip as he probed the sensitive flesh there. She couldn't help it when her hips started to rock gently as he manipulated her.

He moved back, letting her legs slide down his arms as she let out a needy whimper. " You always stop when I'm about to come, " Fujiko whined. She was still hanging from the tree for her legs felt like jelly from what he had already done to her.

He stood up and slipped his arms around her waist. " I like to make you suffer a little. You know that turns me on, " He said as he picked her up.

" You're sick, " Fujiko said, her tone mockingly offended. He put her down on the blanket before standing up.

" There's guys that are a lot worse than me, babe. They're making up for something they haven't got though, " His belt buckle rattled in the darkness. The sound of his zipper and the rustling of him taking his clothes off followed it. " I do it because I like to hear you beg. "

Fujiko shivered as the sound of a foil packet being torn open reached her ears, knowing it wouldn't be long until he was inside of her. She felt like her insides were wound tighter than a spring, that spring getting tighter as he knelt down on the blanket and pushed her legs apart. She took a sharp breath as he rubbed his tip along her opening, causing her to tremble. She grasped the blanket underneath her and let out a cry when he slid into her.

He let her have a moment to catch her breath before he started to move, thrusting into her slowly. His hands went to her rear and he lifted her up, the change in angle letting him go a little deeper. He started to move faster and she tried to match his every move, the air becoming thick with the noises of the act they were engaged in. He stopped, letting her back down to the ground slowly before sliding his hands along her shapely legs until he reached her ankles.

He pushed her legs apart as far as he could before thrusting into her again. He wanted her to come, knowing it would be earth shattering since he had already brought her to the brink once before. He could tell by the way her core was gripping him, he wouldn't have to wait long. He began to pound into her, her hips bucking with each push as her fevered cries escalated.

She let out a breathless scream as her core tightened around him, sending him into his own blinding climax. He could hear her panting as she rode out her waves of ecstasy, her spasms nearly matching his own. He pulled out of her when he was sure she was finished. He discarded the condom then reached for his cigarettes, putting one for each of them in his lips.

He got his lighter and lit them both. He handed Fujiko hers before sitting down next to her. He stared off into the night as they silently smoked. Fujiko rolled over onto her stomach so she could look out in the same direction as he was. She leaned onto his arm, " Damn you. "

" Damn me why? " He glanced down at her.

" Just because, " Fujiko said.

" Just because I'm me huh? " He chuckled.

" Something like that, " Fujiko sighed.