Lupin III Fan Fiction ❯ Love Potion Fujiko Mine ❯ Luck And Pluck ( Chapter 5 )

Love Potion Fujiko Mine

By Bekka Mouri-Hibiki

(Lupin is not mine. Goemon and Zenigata set out to find the two men from earlier.)

A/N: Um, before someone really anal gets on me about this, I'd like to make something known. Fujiko's surname is pronounced Mee-nay and I know that. The title of my story is a play on the spelling of it, not the pronunciation.

Part Five: Luck And Pluck

" The best place to start would be here in the hotel and then we'll go outside, " Goemon scanned the lobby of the hotel for any sign of the men they were looking for. Zenigata had gotten a better look at the two but it still wasn't very much to go on.

" Then we'll split up and check every place we can think of, right? " Zenigata scanned the lobby as well, keeping his eyes peeled for Lupin besides. Even if Goemon said he wasn't working with Lupin at the moment, there was still a good chance the wily thief was around.

" There's no sign of them here, " Goemon stated. There was a good chance the men had returned while he was gone but he was determined to find them. He walked further out into the lobby, Zenigata close behind.

" Hey! Look at that, " Zenigata pointed to a newspaper on a small table as they passed it. A bold black headline screamed Kidnappings In Gozo!

" Grab the paper. We may need it later, " Goemon looked ahead again. " We don't have much time if we want to find those men. "

" Right, " Zenigata put the newspaper in his coat.

**

" What do you think Fujiko is up to? " Lupin asked as he watched the smoke rise from the end of his cigarette.

" Damn it, Lupin. She's probably doing something that will end up screwing us over once we get anywhere near that love potion factory, " Jigen stamped out his cigarette in the ashtray then threw back the glass of whisky in front of him. He swallowed it and shook his head, " I don't understand what you see in that woman. "

" She really is nice, " Lupin said wistfully. " And she's fantastic in bed. I don't need pillows when I'm sleeping with her. "

Jigen growled, " Too much information, Lupin. Just shut up and drink. "

" I don't know why you hate her so much, " Lupin frowned.

" She changes sides faster than a flipping coin for one thing, " Jigen stated then poured himself more whisky.

Lupin looked down into his drink, not sure what to say in Fujiko's defense. He glanced at Jigen, " At least I have a woman. "

Jigen pulled out his gun and laid it on the bar. " This is the only woman I need. She never betrays me and is always true. "

Lupin took a drag from his cigarette as he thought about Jigen's words. He decided Jigen was just being bitter because he and Fujiko didn't really get along. They never had but it did make for some interesting exchanges when they were arguing. He put out his cigarette and drank the rest of his whisky silently.

Jigen picked up his gun and put it back in its holster. " I'm not worried about Fujiko at the moment though. I wonder what Goemon thinks he's doing by teaming up with Zenigata. "

" You saw what he wrote. He's keeping Pops occupied so he won't be in our way, " Lupin reached for the whisky. " I do wonder where Fujiko is at though. I would really like to know how far ahead of us she is. "

" Knowing her, she's probably trying to seduce her way in. She'll probably still be on square one when we find her, " Jigen shrugged his shoulders. " If she ahead of us, we'll have to catch up quickly. "

" Yeah, " Lupin poured himself another glass of whisky.

**

Three hours had past but Zenigata and Goemon had found nothing. After leaving the hotel, they had split up and searched opposite ends of Cirkewwa to no avail. They were walking past the check in desk when Zenigata came to a stop. He put his hand on Goemon's shoulder, " Hey, I recognize than guy's backside from when he ran off earlier. "

" Really now? " Goemon asked. He looked at the man talking to the clerk.

" I think it might be one of them, " Zenigata said.

" There's only one way to find out, " Goemon walked up to the man and tapped him on the shoulder. " Excuse me. "

" Hold on, " The man told the desk clerk. He turned to face Goemon and his face went pale. He looked about fifty but seemed to age at the sight of the samurai. He tried to get away but Zenigata was blocking his escape.

Goemon put his hand on the man's shoulder, " I'm not going to hurt you. My friend here needs to ask you a few questions. "

Zenigata pulled out his badge, " I am Inspector Zenigata from ICPO. I need to speak with you about something important. "

" Um, sure. What do you need to ask me about? " The man's eyes darted back and forth between Goemon and Zenigata. He looked like he was a bit confused.

" We need to go somewhere a little more private, " Zenigata stepped aside.

The man nodded, " Sure. Follow me to my quarters. "

" Quarters? " Zenigata asked.

" I work here in the hotel, " The man stated.

" And your friend? " Goemon inquired.

" He works here as well. His room is next to mine. Do you need to speak to him as well? "

" It depends on how much help you can be, " Zenigata said.

" Oh. This way then, " The man started walking towards another part of the hotel. Goemon and Zenigata followed silently. As the man walked, he said, " My name is Christophe. Pardon me for not introducing myself earlier. "

" I haven't introduced myself either, " Goemon said. " I am Goemon Ishikawa The Thirteenth. "

Christophe stopped just short of the end of the hallway. " My room is this one, " He motioned to the left then pulled out a key. He ushered Goemon and Zenigata inside, shutting the door once he was inside. " What is it you wish to speak to me about gentlemen? "

" I am investigating the kidnappings that have occurred in Gozo for ICPO and Goemon said that he heard you and the other man talking about it at the elevator, " Zenigata glanced at Goemon. " Anything you can tell us will be greatly appreciated. "

" Twelve women have been kidnapped in the last two weeks. At first, it was locals then the kidnappers targeted female tourists. It seemed like the police didn't care but now I know they do. Now, I know there may be hope… " Christophe's voice trailed off as he slumped into a chair at the small table in the center of the room.

Christophe then hung his head, hiding his face in his hands. Silence spread through the room, neither Goemon nor Zenigata sure what was going on. It was so quiet; Goemon could pick up the sound of teardrops hitting the table. Zenigata must have heard it too for he took a tentative step towards the table.

" Sir? " Goemon took a step towards the table as well. " What's the matter? "

Christophe took a ragged breath, " It's my niece, Annalisa. She was one of the first kidnapped. She is only seventeen and getting ready to dedicate her life to working with The Knights Of Malta. She is so young… " Christophe let out a sob.

" I'm sorry to hear that, " Goemon said. " I hope we can bring her back safely. "

Christophe lifted his head a bit, " It would me very much to me if you could but there is nothing more that I know. If I knew where she was, I would get on my boat tonight and bring her back. "

" It's our job to find out where she is. I will do everything I can as an ICPO officer to bring her and everyone else back safely, " Zenigata's tone was assuring.

" Did you say you have a boat? " Goemon asked quietly.

" Yes. I am a sailor for the hotel. We run a free service to the islands for hotel guests during the day. It is part of our service to our customers so they won't have to pay the ferry fees, " Christophe explained as he wiped away the tears on his face.

Goemon glanced at Zenigata then back at Christophe. " Do you think you could take us there tonight? I would like to get there as soon as possible. "

" Do you have someone there that might be in danger? " Christophe looked at Goemon. It was obvious he had not figured out how the samurai was connected to the situation.

" No but I'm helping the investigator. I can be stealthy much more successfully than he can; " Goemon heard Zenigata snort in indignation but silenced him with a harsh glance before the investigator could say anything.

" Oh. I guess I understand, " Christophe said. He glanced at the clock on the wall. " I can't take you now though. We need to wait until at least dawn. "

" Dawn? Why not now? " Zenigata looked at Christophe like he was doing something suspicious.

" I start taking the tourist to the island starting at eight o'clock. Don't you want to get there before them? " Christophe asked.

" Oh. I guess that does make sense, " Zenigata nodded.

" Indeed it does, " Goemon agreed.

" My boat is at the docks at The Gozo Ferry Harbour. I will meet you there at dawn, " Christophe stood up. " Please don't think of me as rude but could you let yourselves out? I would like to get some sleep and I suggest the two of you do the same. "

Goemon nodded, " It's alright. "

Zenigata opened the door and ushered Goemon out, following him. They walked down the narrow hallway but Goemon stopped in the lobby. " What's wrong? " Zenigata asked from behind him.

" You go on up to your room, " Goemon didn't look back at Zenigata. " I have some things I need to take care of before I can go back to my room. "

Zenigata was puzzled but didn't ask. " Sure. Whatever you say. "

Goemon waited as Zenigata walked around him and headed for the elevator. He glanced back at him once as the elevator doors opened and got in. Once the doors were shut, Goemon took the stairs.

**

Lupin lay on one of the beds; his arms wrapped tightly around two pillows as he muttered incoherently in his sleep. Jigen was stretched out on the couch, his fedora covering his face and his arms behind his head. The mini-bar was littered with several empty liquor bottles and two tumblers lay on their sides, the alcohol they had contained starting to dry on the bar. The small ashtray was overflowing with cigarette butts and several more cluttered the bar around it.

~Disgusting, ~ Goemon opened the window slowly and pushed the curtains fully open. He slipped inside quietly and lowered the window enough to keep a breeze from blowing through. He had half a mind to leave it open to let the intense odor of alcohol and cigarette smoke out of the room but he decided not to. He needed to be fast and get what he needed then get out without disturbing his comrades.

" Fujiko! Why do you have to be so cruel? " Lupin slurred loudly in his sleep as he gripped the pillows tighter. " Daddy just wants some sugar! "

Goemon glared at Lupin, scowling deeply. He heard Jigen stir on the couch, quickly ducking between the two beds as Jigen sat up. " Damn it, Lupin! I'm trying to get some sleep! " Jigen yelled.

Goemon heard Jigen fall back down to the couch then waited for a few moments to make sure he had passed back out. ~Now I remember why I usually get my own room, ~ He thought to himself as he put Zantetsuken in his mouth and crawled across the floor towards Lupin's suitcase. He usually didn't rely on Lupin's tricks and gadgets but maybe some of them would be useful. He opened the suitcase and looked a bit before he took a couple of flash bombs and four M-80's.

He shut the suitcase and slowly backed away, tucking his take into his kimono. He heard Lupin stirring again so he waited. One of the pillows fell off the bed and landed on him. He was about to throw it off when he felt Lupin's hand patting around to find the lost article.

Goemon remained completely still as Lupin grabbed the pillow but was unaware the floor was much closer than it should have been. When Lupin had settled back down, Goemon crawled out from between the beds and went to the window. He crept back outside and shut the window again.

**

The first thing she could smell when she felt herself coming around was hair dye. Her arm throbbed where the dart had hit her and she felt a bit cold. She tried to open her eyes but even the smallest amount of light made her brain pound with pain. ~What in the hell did that man do to me? ~ She wondered, feeling around with her arms and legs.

Whatever he had done, he had left her someplace soft. She was laying on something that felt like sable. She began to smell the odor of expensive perfume and felt the weight of jewelry on her wrists. She lifted her arms and found that it wasn't jewelry but shackles.

She tried the lift her aching head, finding she had a collar around her neck as well. ~Great… I wonder what he's got planned. ~

" Ah. You're moving around so I guess you're coming out of the tranquilizer, " A man's voice startled Fujiko. She thought she had been alone but realized she was wrong. The voice didn't sound like Fabian's and that worried her.

" Who in the fucking hell are you? " Fujiko tried to open her eyes again. She got them open but her vision was blurry.

" Tut tut, " The man scolded Fujiko. " I don't think it is wise for a naked woman to use such language. "

" Who told you to take my clothes off? " Fujiko hissed as she tried to sit up but found her chains were just a little too short. " Was it Fabian? "

" Yes, my boss told me to strip you. Now, what did he say your name was? " The man paused but Fujiko just ground her jaw and seethed. " Oh yes. I think it was Megumi Ishikawa. "

Fujiko felt a hand travel up her leg to her knee and she shivered. " Now, Miss Ishikawa. I believe that you find it much easier to obey than to fight. You have been given a very privileged position. "

" What's that? " Fujiko's tone dripped with acid.

The hand traveled to her thigh, " Lots of rich men are going to pay quite a bit of cash to sleep with someone like you. "

" So I'm in a brothel? " Fujiko tried to pull away as the hand got closer to her crotch. Her vision was starting to clear and she could see the room she was in was actually dimly lit.

" You could say that but it is such a dirty word. You are in more of an exclusive club of sorts; " The man pulled Fujiko back to him and rested his palm on her mound. By the feel, Fujiko could tell she had been shaved.

" What kind of club? " Fujiko felt fingers probing her nether regions. She tried not to gasp as the man parted her lips with a finger and started to massage her clit.

" You are one of Calypso's nymphs. You see, my boss makes this love potion that makes men go crazy but a lot of them don't have anyone in particular to share their new vigor with. For a little extra, my boss lets them spend the night with one of his nymphs, " The man chuckled. " My, you're much more responsive than the other girls. "

Fujiko's hips started to move with his stroking even though she was willing them not to. " There are others? " She managed to pant out. She watched as the man's blurry outline leaned closer to her chest.

" Twelve, " His hot breath prickled Fujiko's bosom a moment before the man took one of her nipples into his mouth. He sucked at it as he slid two fingers into her core. He moved his mouth between her breasts as he fingered her ferociously.

Fujiko bit her lip as she tried not to make any noises. She didn't want him to know she was enjoying what he was doing in spite of herself. She tried to imagine it was someone else… someone she wanted to be with. The first person to come to her mind wasn't Lupin though; it was Goemon.

She imagined herself with the samurai, him taking her vigorously as she cried for more. She visualized his lithe yet muscular body moving gracefully with each powerful stroke, his sweat making him glisten in the dim light. She started grasping at the bedspread beneath her, her body writhing as it sought release.

She cried out and rose off the bed as her climax wracked her body. She envisioned Goemon coming with her then holding her close to him as they rode out the waves of ecstasy. She could almost feel him easing her down to the bed, both of them catching their breath while they recovered. It would have been perfect if the sleaze bag that had really been touching her didn't speak but he did.

" Whoa. Fabian is going to love to hear this. You have got to be one of the better women we've kidnapped, " The bastard pulled away from her. " You will probably be pretty popular if you perform like that consistently. "

Fujiko didn't say anything as the man walked away. She heard a door open then shut. When she was certain she was alone, she tried to curl up into a ball the best she could but she didn't cry. She wondered why she thought about Goemon of all people.

She thought all he saw her as was a riding partner when he needed a lift after a job. It seemed he always sat as far away from her as possible when they had to ride in the back of Lupin's Volkswagen. She even joked to him once about him being more comfortable on the roof of the small car instead of being smashed up against the window. He didn't find it funny and refused to speak to her for the rest of that journey. When he would ride with her on her motorcycle, he would sit as far back as he could, seemingly afraid she would burn him if he touched her.

She sighed, ~Maybe it's just the sedative they used on me… ~