Lupin III Fan Fiction ❯ Love Potion Fujiko Mine ❯ Terms ( Chapter 23 )

Love Potion Fujiko Mine

By Bekka Mouri-Hibiki

(Lupin isn't mine; I just like to abuse him a lot. Goemon and Fujiko are in a hotel room, alone and unsupervised while Lupin and Jigen hide from the police.)

Twenty-Three: Terms

Zenigata drove to the supposed location of the Lupin Gang hideout. The eleven women had shown up at the Marsalforn police station shortly after escaping and told the police where Lupin and Jigen could be found. The police had gone there but found nothing but an empty house save for the furniture.

The small cottage came into view and he killed the headlights as he pulled up. He turned off the engine but didn't get out. He saw something moving towards the left side of the car, then nearly jumped out of his skin when both the front and rear passenger doors flew open. Lupin and Jigen jumped into the car, the thud of luggage hitting the right rear door coming from the backseat.

" Thank God, Fujiko! " Lupin gasped as he reached into his jacket and got out a cigarette.

" Uh, Lupin. We've got a problem, " Jigen said from his seat.

" What's that? " Lupin turned to face Jigen but stopped mid-turn when his eyes settled on Zenigata. " Shit! Pops! "

" You're under arrest, Lupin! " Zenigata cuffed him the put the other cuff around his left wrist. " We're going to get to the bottom of this right now! "

" Hey! He saved your life and this is how you treat him? " Jigen shouted.

Zenigata glared at Jigen, " Shut up! "

" You don't believe those guys too, do you? " Lupin asked.

" I don't know what to believe right now, " Zenigata muttered as he rummaged around in his jacket with his right hand.

" Damn, " Lupin said. He arched an eyebrow as Zenigata pulled out a gas mask. He glanced at Jigen when he heard the car locks click into the locked position.

" What the hell do you think you're doing? " Jigen shouted as Zenigata then pulled out a canister of what looked to be knockout gas.

" I hate to do this to you, " Zenigata turned the valve on the gas and pitched it into the floorboards before putting the mask on his face.

Lupin pulled his shirt up over his mouth and nose. " I thought you would believe us at least! I saved your life for God's sake! "

Jigen frantically tried to break out the window to no avail, " He could have left you there to die you know! " He growled.

" Sorry but the bars were too clean of a cut. It was either Goemon or someone with a laser saw, " Zenigata said from behind the gas mask. " Please don't make this difficult. "

" We're not involved with them, Pops! " Lupin screamed as he started to see double then triple. A few seconds later, everything went black.

" Asshole, " Jigen muttered then passed out.

Zenigata got the keys for the handcuffs and unlocked the one around his wrist. He put it around Jigen's wrist then secured the gas mask on his face. " I really am sorry about this. I hope you guys can forgive me, " He muttered and started the car.

**

Miguel looked at the handheld tracking device in his hand, " So these dots are the women? " He asked. According to the map, they were just on the outskirts of Marsalforn.

" Yeah. Those bitches won't get far, " The man driving the car replied. He was rather small with fine features and dyed blonde hair. He looked like an imp more than anything else. He was disguised as a taxi driver as not to arouse suspicion.

Fabian and Miguel had hidden out for several hours then they disguised themselves as tourists. Once they thought it was safe, they started tracking all of the kidnapped women. Each one of them had a transmitter planted in them while they were knocked out from the tranquilizer. While they had been hooked up to the chains, it controlled the wires in the shackles but now they showed wherever the women were, no matter how far they traveled.

" Thanks a lot for getting us out, Guido. We never expected someone to follow us through the underground tunnel, " Miguel studied the map closely. " There's a blip all the way over here… but the others are over here. "

" One of them must have broke away, " Guido glanced in the rearview mirror at Fabian. He looked like hell, rivulets of tears scarring his face. " Christ, boss. Are you crying? "

" Drive, " Fabian muttered. " I don't pay you to ask questions. "

Guido shrugged, " You got it. "

" My deepest sympathies, boss. I know you've been in love with her since she was in your chemistry class, " Miguel said solemnly. " I admire that you wanted to do the right thing and wait for her to be old enough. "

" And this is what it has gotten me, " Fabian shut his eyes. " Do you know how hard it was to stand in front of that class every day and keep my mind off of her? Even when she was only fourteen, I knew I had to have her. I waited three long years and tolerated her being with other men so we could realize our dream. "

" We can still realize it, " Guido offered. " We can do it in her memory. "

" I want to do that, " Fabian sighed. " It won't bring her back but I have to do it. We promised each other we would even if something happened to one of us. "

" Then we will, " Guido nodded. " But we should find the others and get rid of them so they won't talk. "

Miguel smiled, " And one of them is right around the corner. "

**

Fujiko walked towards the hotel, trying to think what she would say to Goemon when he woke up. She knew simply saying that she was sorry wouldn't cut it. She had acted horribly at the mansion, letting the potion affect her while he had tried his hardest to fight the effects. ~Maybe I'm weak, ~ She thought as she clutched at the handles of the two small shopping bags she carried.

She shook her head, ~No. I can't think that. I have always prided myself on being strong and independent. It was the damn drug's fault. Goemon has to stop being so stubborn and understand that. ~

Fujiko sighed as she recalled how sweet he had been to her and how gentle he was with her the first time they had coupled. It had been a long time since someone had actually taken the time to make her feel good. Most of the guys she had been with probably weren't even able to spell 'foreplay' much less knew what it was; Lupin sometimes fell into that category but not often. She shivered, recalling the feel of Goemon's hands on her skin.

~It was everything I had dreamed but it all turned into a nightmare, ~ She frowned. ~Only if the circumstances had been different… well, if they had, it wouldn't have happened at all. ~

She ducked into the alley, heading for the fire escape. She had left that way so she would return that way. She had decided to avoid the desk clerk whenever possible because the woman was trying to give her marital advice. The advice mostly consisted of the woman muttering things like 'I hope you know what you're getting yourself into' and 'if my husband ever called me woman like your husband calls you woman, he would have only done it once' but it still pissed Fujiko off.

She stopped when she heard a car pull to a stop at the end of the alley and she looked over her shoulder to see. ~Oh. It's just a taxi, ~ She started to turn her head when she noticed the driver's side window coming down. She scrambled down the alley when she realized the driver was pointing a gun at her.

The driver fired but missed, a dart flying through the air and hitting one of the bags she carried. She dropped it then moved as fast as she could while the driver reloaded but wasn't watching where she was going. She cried out as she stepped in a hole in the pavement and pitched forward into a puddle of dirty water. The driver fired again, his aim much better but still not dead on, the dart embedding itself in the other bag.

Fujiko let go of it before forcing herself to her feet and running for the ladder in spite of the fact she had hurt her ankle. She reached the ladder as the driver reloaded again, clambering up it as fast as she could. He fired once more, the dart whizzing between the rungs she had just cleared…

**

Goemon woke to the sound of the phone ringing repeatedly. He pushed his hand out from under the covers, feeling around for the object. He picked up the receiver and pulled it into his mock sanctuary, putting it to his ear. " I am going to kill you, whoever you are. "

" That's really a nice fucking way to greet me after the night I've had, " Jigen growled.

" What is it now? " Goemon opened his eyes just enough so they were narrowed.

" Lupin and I got arrested. "

" By whom? " Goemon arched an eyebrow.

" Pops. "

" Really? Is he having a lucky streak? " Goemon asked sarcastically.

" He pulled up to the house. Lupin and I thought it was you and Fujiko. "

" The I am to assume he wasn't in a police car, " Goemon replied.

Jigen growled, " No. He wasn't. We realized it but he locked us in and used knockout gas on us before we knew what was happening. "

" So he is getting smart as well as lucky, " Goemon commented. " Or perhaps it is Lupin and you who are becoming dumb. "

" Oh shut the hell up. We've been out cold for at least seven hours, maybe eight. When we woke up, they told us we could make each make a phone call. Lupin let the phone ring forever but they made him hang up, " Jigen explained.

" That despicable woman could have answered the phone, " Goemon said as he threw the covers off to look for Fujiko. He scanned the room, noticing she wasn't even there. " Or maybe not. She isn't here. "

" You better find her and tell her what's going on. We need you two to get us as soon as possible. Miguel and Fabian have escaped. Lupin is afraid they might be going after the women, " Jigen said. " He thinks they might have transmitters on them because he's been getting strange signals on channel seven of the portable receiver. "

" They've escaped? " Goemon shouted. " You mean I went through all of that for nothing? "

" We feel the same way. Damn, here comes the guard. I have to hang up. Just get Fujiko and get us out of here, " Jigen lowered his voice.

" I'd rather work alone, " Goemon stated.

" Get over it because you need to keep her protected. Those bastards might try to kill her, " Jigen growled low into the phone then hung up.

" That's so easy for him to say, " Goemon muttered as he hung up the phone. He narrowed his eyes, the sound of an air rifle attracting his attention. He heard the fire escape rattling and another shot as a silhouette appeared on the other side of the curtain. There was no mistaking who was casting the shadow for it had rather large breasts.

Goemon got out of the bed, wrapping the top sheet around his waist as he bolted for the door. It slid open as he reached for it, a frightened Fujiko stumbling into his arms before he knew what was happening as the sound of screeching tires echoed from the street below. He stopped her from falling for she would have taken him with her if she did. She was wet, dirty and trembling as she panted for air.

He wanted to thrust her away but that feeling was quickly replaced with the need to draw her nearer for he could tell she was genuinely scared. " What's wrong? " He asked as she clutched at him, her fingers curling and uncurling in sync with her racing heart.

" Sit me down, " She panted. " My right ankle… "

Goemon scooped her up and he carried her to the bed. He put her down, going to his knees so he could look at the injury. He moved her foot a bit and Fujiko hissed in pain. It was starting to swell but there wasn't any bruising. " Can you move it at all? " He asked.

Fujiko tried to rotate her foot, hissing again. " It's twisted pretty bad, " She panted.

" You'll live but it may be stiff for a while. We'll ice it and wrap it up later " Goemon looked up at Fujiko and frowned. " You are filthy. "

" I fell in some dirty water after I tripped, " Fujiko didn't look at him. " I was running… "

" What were you running from? " Goemon asked. " I heard an air rifle. "

" A taxi… " Fujiko was still breathing heavily. " Someone in a taxi shot at me. "

Goemon's frown deepened. " Jigen called. He said that Fabian and Miguel escaped from jail. Perhaps it was one of them? "

" They escaped? " Fujiko's eyes became wide with fear as she looked at Goemon. She let out an anguished cry when he nodded his head as everything she tried to forget came rushing back. " No. Say it isn't true, " She said as tears welled up in her eyes.

" I'm sorry but it's the truth, " Goemon said.

" I thought I was safe now, " Fujiko put her hands over her face.

" Fujiko? " Goemon opened his eyes. " What's wrong now? "

" I should have told you there but I just wanted out, " She said from behind her hands. " I thought if I didn't admit it then it didn't happen. "

" I'm not following you, " Goemon put his hands on her shoulders. " Fujiko, please say something that makes sense. "

" You don't know what they did to me, " Fujiko shook her head again. " I should have so you could have killed them then and we wouldn't be in this mess now. "

" What did they do? " Goemon furrowed his brow. He didn't think they had done anything to her for she hadn't mentioned it and they were both still alive with all of their visible appendages still attached. Fujiko's shoulders started to tremble more as she sobbed behind her hands.

Goemon gently pried her hands away and found she was really crying. Her eyes were red and puffy; her cheeks were wet. He wiped the corners of her eyes with his thumbs, " I think I understand. Fujiko… why didn't you say something? "

" I told you, " Fujiko shut her eyes. " Saying it would have made it real. Not saying it let me tell myself it wasn't. "

" I would have gladly gelded them both, " Goemon said. " No man that does that should be allowed to get away with it. "

" Gelding would have not been punishment enough, " Fujiko whispered.

" What did they do? " Goemon asked quietly. " Please tell me. "

Fujiko sniffled and Goemon grabbed a tissue from the boxful on the nightstand, offering it to her. She took it and grasped it tightly in her balled fist as she worked up the will to tell him. Finally, she spoke. " Why do you care? I thought you hated me. "

" I hate the things you do, " Goemon muttered. " Jigen and I both despise impudent women… but your constant presence has caused you to grow on us. "

" How's that? " Fujiko arched an eyebrow.

" You have something that Lupin can see that makes him love you. It makes him keep coming back, " Goemon's sincerity frightened Fujiko a little bit. " Perhaps everything that you have built around that one thing keeps it hidden from others but not from Lupin's sharp eyes. "

Fujiko put a hand on Goemon's forehead. " Are you running a fever? "

Goemon pulled her hand away and placed it with the other in her lap then grasped them both in his. " I have thought about it quite a bit, Fujiko. Jigen and I have tried very hard to see what it is but it escapes us. That doesn't mean I hate you though. "

" Even after everything that happened? " Fujiko said, stopping short of mentioning the mansion.

" My vision was blurred back there, " Goemon held her hands tighter. " I've made up my mind that I can't use that as a basis to decide anything resolute. "

" But what about the things I did? " Fujiko asked, her voice cracking slightly.

" You couldn't help it with even just a little bit of that drug in you, " Goemon said. He sighed, " I have also decided that everything in that house must have been impregnated with things that altered one's state of mind. "

Fujiko sniffled, " I guess so. All I could think about there was being rescued but it wasn't Lupin rescuing me. It was you. "

" Me? " Goemon looked surprised.

Fujiko nodded, " Yes. When Miguel and Fabian were doing what they did to me, it was thinking of you that helped keep me sane. I honestly tried to think of Lupin but you would creep in and take his place. "

Goemon's face went totally red as Fujiko's words conjugated in his mind with images. " Please don't tell me things like that, " He said as he tried not to think about it. " Especially since I don't know what exactly happened. "

" But it was what got me through, " Fujiko said with true earnestness. " That's why I nearly passed out when you walked in. I decided to pretend I really had swooned so I could get your attention without letting Fabian know we knew each other. "

" It was a good move, " Goemon sighed. He looked at Fujiko's wet dirty clothes again. " We have really got to get you out of those or you might catch cold. "

" You said Jigen called, " Fujiko stopped Goemon as he moved to stand to his feet. " What else did he say besides Fabian and Miguel escaping? "

" He and Lupin are in jail. Once we get cleaned up, we'll remedy that. He also said for me to keep you safe, " Goemon gave her half a grin. " Deep down, he cares for you like he would a wayward little sister I assume. "

" I'd shoot myself if he were my brother, " Fujiko returned Goemon's half-smile.

" You might have turned out better if he were your brother, " Goemon replied.

" Shush unless you want me to pull that sheet off, " Fujiko returned.

Goemon decided not to say anything more for he had a slight problem that he wanted the sheet to conceal. The predicament had arose when he realized how transparent Fujiko's blouse would have been if it weren't for the filth in the water. It was further complicated when she said that thinking about him had gotten her through being raped. He helped her to her feet but caught her when her ankle gave way.

" I don't think I'll be able to stand on it until I get some pain medicine, " Fujiko sighed.

" We'll get you some, " Goemon said. " Maybe if you take a bath in the tub, the hot water will help it. "

Fujiko blushed a little, " Could you help me into the tub? "

Goemon's eyes went wide, knowing he was probably going to have to help her out of her clothes too. The situation was becoming dangerous rather quickly but he had to help her. " I guess so, " He said.

" Please Goemon? " She asked sweetly.

" I just said I would, " Goemon put his arm around her waist so she could lean on him. He shivered slightly when the wet fabric of her blouse adhered to his skin. It had become cold because of the air conditioning but warmed quickly with Fujiko's body heat when she pressed closer to him. He helped her to the bathroom, noticing her hard nipples as he reached for the doorknob.

Once they were in the bathroom, he sat her down on the edge of the fairly huge bathtub. He remembered that Fujiko had gotten the honeymoon suite and realized that the tub was big enough for two. His hands started to shake as he reached for Fujiko but stopped when she arched an eyebrow at him. He tried to pull his hands away but she grabbed his wrists and pulled his hands towards her.

She gave him a coaxing grin, " Do you want to undress me? "

Goemon's throat went dry as his heartbeat pounded in his ears. " I thought you wanted my help, " He managed to speak though he didn't think he would be able to.

" My ankle is hurt, not my hands. I think I can take my clothes off but you can turn the water on, " Fujiko smiled and let go of Goemon's hands. She started to unbutton her blouse, noticing that Goemon hadn't moved. " Is there something wrong? "

Goemon shut his eyes and shook his head, " No. Nothing is wrong. "

" Run the water, " Fujiko said as she shrugged her blouse off.

Goemon reached for the faucet, turning both knobs on full blast. He tried not to look at Fujiko, focusing his attention on the running water. He looked up, noticing that there was a mirror on the wall behind the tub, its reflective surface showing every move Fujiko was making. He shut his eyes as she started to unbutton her impossibly short shorts.

" Oops! " Fujiko gasped as she tried to stand so she could get her shorts off. She glanced over her shoulder, " Goemon… please help. "

" You said you could undress yourself, " He replied.

" Well I can't stand up long enough to get my shorts and panties off, " Fujiko countered.

Goemon growled in frustration as he walked back to Fujiko. She lay back on the ledge and lifted her legs up, her shorts already pulled halfway down her hips. Goemon tried to look at the wall as he felt for the clothing and tried not to think about anything. He was not going to let himself lose control again.

Fujiko pulled her legs towards herself once Goemon had a grip on the shorts. She found it rather cute the way he was trying not to look or touch her. It was such a stark contrast to the way he had stripped her at the mansion. It showed once again just what a powerful effect the drug had on him.

Fujiko sat up once he had discarded the clothing in the floor. She reached around to her back to unhook her bra, " You can leave now if you want. I'll call you when I'm done. "

" No, " Goemon said and reached to remove the sheet.

" What are you doing? " Fujiko arched an eyebrow.

" It cannot be helped. We need to bathe together, " Goemon cast his glance to the tub. " We must hurry. We need to help Lupin and Jigen escape from jail. "

" You have a point, " Fujiko said as Goemon shed the sheet. He climbed into the tub and wet his hair under the faucet then frowned. " What's the matter? "

" There is no shampoo, is there? " He looked around the edges of the tub.

" I used the last of it yesterday. I bought some but I dropped it when I was attacked, " Fujiko reached over to the soap dish and picked up the bar that was there. " I have an idea. "

" What's that? " Goemon arched an eyebrow.

" How long has it been since you washed your hair? " Fujiko asked.

Goemon stopped to think, his cheeks turning red as the answer came to him. " I think it was that time. "

" Don't say anything else, " Fujiko put her hand up. " Wash your hair with this. Regular shampoo won't get through all that hair spray I used on you. "

" I see, " Goemon reached for the bar of soap but Fujiko pulled it away.

" Let me, " Fujiko dipped the soap into the water. " It's the least I can do since I did that to you in the first place. Turn your back to me. I'll wash it too. "

" I assume you expect me to wash your back as well? " Goemon said as he turned away from her.

" I can't reach it so yes, " Fujiko said as she started to wash Goemon's hair. She sighed, " You said something about the women escaping from Lupin and Jigen. Do you care to tell me what's up with that? "

" There was a story in the newspaper where Fabian said he was working for Lupin and they believed it was true. They took the van and left, " Goemon replied as he glanced over his shoulder at Fujiko.

" Look forward. You're hair is a mess and I'm trying to get it untangled, " Fujiko said sternly.

Goemon faced forward again, " Excuse me. I will remain still until you are finished then, " He watched in the mirror as she ran her fingers through the strands. She gently worked out the tangles before moving lower to his neck and shoulders.

Fujiko set the bar of soap down, " You're tense, Goemon. "

" Just wash my back, " Goemon muttered. He took a sharp breath as Fujiko started to massage his shoulders. " I said to wash it, woman. Do not do anything else. "

" You'll get sore if I don't get some of this tension out, " Fujiko increased the pressure she was using. " Relax for God's sake. I'm not going to rape you. "

" I can't relax with you touching me, " Goemon barked. " Hurry up. "

Fujiko rolled her eyes and picked up the soap again. It slipped out of her grip and fell in the water. She watched as it sank, coming to a rest right next to Goemon's ass. She bit her lip, knowing there wasn't a way to get the soap without touching his rump.

" What's wrong? " Goemon growled then let out a surprised yelp when he felt Fujiko's fingers brush against him. " What did you do that for? "

" I dropped the soap, " Fujiko muttered. " It fell next to your ass and I'm sorry. Now, rinse your hair. "

Goemon put this head under the faucet as Fujiko turned her back to him. She set the soap on the edge of the tub and waited for him to wash her back. He arched an eyebrow when she started to giggle once he had pulled his head out from the water flow. He turned off the water and looked at her, " What is so funny? "

Fujiko shook her head, " I was just thinking about how we were just a few days ago. "

" How was that? " Goemon picked up the soap. He was still trying to get up the actual nerve to touch Fujiko but he took solace in the fact that it would just be her back.

" I could have sworn you would have walked all the way to Katmandu just so you wouldn't be in the same room with me, " Fujiko looked at the mirror. " Now, here we are in the tub together. "

" This is out of necessity, " Goemon stated as he lathered up his hands. " Do not even entertain the thought that I am enjoying this. "

" I really am sorry, " Fujiko said quietly. " I don't know if I can say that to you enough. "

" It still doesn't change the past, " Goemon put his hands on Fujiko's back. She arched back a little so he could reach her better. " All we can do now is move forward. "

Fujiko was quiet as Goemon ran his hands over her back, her thoughts going back to the potion. She looked at their reflection again, " Have you stopped to wonder about that potion? "

" I have no reason to, " Goemon said as he cupped his hands and poured water onto Fujiko's back.

" I've been alone for a few days so I have thought about it, " Fujiko said. " I think there is something in it that brings out someone's deepest desires. "

" Nonsense. The only things in that are probably several drugs that make people unbelievably sexually excited, " Goemon scoffed. " I do not desire you in that way. "

" I see. I suppose that's why you are aroused? " Fujiko narrowed her eyes.

Goemon froze for a moment then shut his eyes. " It is merely a physical reaction, nothing more. "

" Was thinking about me so much before just merely a physical reaction? " Fujiko countered. " Don't forget that you told me that you had been thinking about me. "

Goemon growled and turned away from Fujiko. " That was because I was worried about your well-being. Your back is clean. Here's the soap. "

Fujiko watched in the mirror as Goemon put the soap down on the ledge of the tub. " You finish cleaning yourself then I will worry about myself, " He said.

Fujiko snatched up the soap then furiously lathered up her hands. She washed her face before moving lower to her chest. She washed her breasts, glancing towards the mirror. Goemon blushed deeply before he refocused his attention on the water and she smirked.

" You're so cute when you blush, Goemon. "

He hung his head, " I didn't mean to watch. "

" Why don't you just give it up, Goemon? " Fujiko smiled.

" Give what up? " Goemon narrowed his eyes.

" Being so stubborn, " Fujiko turned towards him. " You want me, don't you? "

" Don't be absurd, " Goemon scoffed.

" Then why were you staring? " Fujiko countered.

" No man can help but stare at you, woman. You know that, " Goemon replied.

Fujiko moved closer to Goemon, " And why is that? "

Goemon swallowed hard as Fujiko slipped her arms around his shoulders. He could feel her breasts pressing into his back, the bare skin-to-skin contact sending a jolt of electricity through him. " Don't ask stupid questions. You know why, " He hissed.

" I know but I want to hear you say it, " Fujiko said as she held him tighter.

" This cruelty is becoming intolerable, " Goemon pushed Fujiko's arms away from him. He turned to face her, his eyes aflame with anger. " Men stare at you because you're so beautiful! "

Fujiko felt a little scared. The only other tie she had seen such a look in his eyes was when he was getting ready to use his sword on something. " Goemon… " She whispered.

" I said it! Are you happy now? " Goemon put his hands on her shoulders. " Did I say what you wanted to hear? "

Fujiko nodded, " I didn't mean to make you angry though. "

" Your constant nagging was grating on my nerves, " Goemon stated. " That and your constant tormenting have put me in quite a bad state. "

" What do you mean? " Fujiko asked.

" You have made me need you, " Goemon shut his eyes as he said the words.

Fujiko blinked then realized what he was getting at. " Goemon… are you sure you want to? After what you said before, I thought you never wanted me like that again. "

" I don't want to but I need to. I will in a great deal of pain if I don't, " Goemon opened his eyes. He looked deeply into Fujiko's eyes. " This will be the last time, understand? "

" Yes, " Fujiko nodded slowly. " How do you want to do it? "

" As quickly as possible, " Goemon took his hands off of Fujiko's shoulders and put them under the water. He put them on Fujiko's waist and urged her forward. She moved to where she was straddling his lap, his erection pressing into her thigh. He looked at her again, " Ready? "

" As ready as I can be, " She whispered as she moved to kiss him. She made a small noise in her throat as he pushed two fingers inside of her at the same moment their lips touched. She writhed against his hand as he fingered her, her gasps and moans being muffled by the heated kissing they were engaged in. She pulled away for air as he moved his fingers out of her.

She put her hands on the edge of the tub, lifting herself up so she could mount him. He put his left hand on the small of her back as she pushed down on him. She let out a moan as he slid into place, filling her. He moved his hands to her thighs, starting to thrust his hips against her.

Fujiko moved her hands to his shoulders for support as he worked her. She glanced towards the mirror, watching as they moved as one. The sight excited her more and she moved faster. She leaned back a bit so he could go deeper, her body trembling with the promise of climax.

" Harder, " She gasped loudly. " Do it harder. "

Goemon responded by driving into her as hard as he could, his jaw clenching tighter with each push. " I can't hold out much longer, " He ground out through his teeth.

" Just a little more, " Fujiko panted. " Oh God! Here it comes! "

Fujiko cried out, her nails digging into Goemon's shoulders as her core closed tight around him. He threw his head back and groaned loudly, his own release rocking his body. After what seemed like forever, Fujiko collapsed onto Goemon, her hands sliding down his arms as he moved his hands to her sides. He cuddled her and stroked her spine.

It was silent save for their breathing and the dripping of the faucet. Goemon took a deep breath, " I… "

" Don't speak, " Fujiko whispered into the side of his neck. " Let's just stay this way for a little longer. "

Goemon nodded silently and closed his eyes. He opened them a second later when he heard the door to the bathroom open. He looked into the mirror and saw the last person he expected to see. " Inspector Zenigata, " He said as both he and Fujiko turned to look at the red-faced ICPO officer.

" Eh, " Zenigata covered his eyes with a hand. " Oh Christ. I'm so sorry. "

" Why are you here? " Fujiko asked.

" Um, well… " Zenigata was obviously uncomfortable. " Damn, I thought Jigen was shitting me. "

" He wasn't, " Goemon said. " However, I hope you can keep your mouth shut about this. Why are you here? "

" You aren't going to arrest us like this, are you? " Fujiko shouted as she turned to look at Zenigata.

" Why don't you get decent and I'll tell you? " Zenigata parted his fingers just a bit but quickly closed them when he saw Fujiko was facing him.

Fujiko got out of the tub, pulling one of the towels from the towel rack and wrapping it around herself. She grabbed the other towel and offered it to Goemon. " You know where your clothes are, Goemon. "

" Yes, " Goemon took the towel as he stepped out of the tub. He wrapped it around his waist and walked towards the door.

Zenigata whipped around, " Don't think of running. "

" You've got until we're dressed to tell us what you're here for, " Goemon stated.

" We'll do as we please otherwise, " Fujiko added as she walked to the door as well.

" I'm here to help you get Jigen and Lupin off the hook, " Zenigata stated.

" What? " Goemon and Fujiko shouted as one.

" Just get dressed and I'll tell you what I have in mind, " Zenigata put his hands up. " I'll go out in the hall and wait. "

Fujiko and Goemon watched as Zenigata went out the door that led to the hall and shut it. " Do you think we can trust him? " Fujiko looked at Goemon.

" He seems to be alone, " Goemon said warily. " We'll see and if he's tricking us, we can run. "

**

Lupin lay on the bunk in the cell he shared with Jigen. Jigen had badgered the guards for a crossword puzzle and they finally gave in when he started singing an old Irish folk song repeatedly. He hadn't uttered a single peep since. Lupin kicked the bunk above him, " You awake up there? "

" Yeah, " Jigen replied.

" What do you think those two are doing? " Lupin asked. " They should have been here by now. That hotel is just down the street. "

Jigen poked his head over the side of his bunk, " If I said what I thought, you'd just get pissed. "

Lupin narrowed his eyes, " And you call me a pervert. "

" Hey! What other possibilities could there be? They are in a honeymoon suite alone, " Jigen narrowed his eyes.

Lupin growled, " She promised me she wouldn't do that again though. "

" She's promised you a lot of things just to shut you up, " Jigen replied and moved back onto his bunk. " Or they could be behaving themselves. There's no way to tell from here. "

Lupin pulled out his portable transmitter receiver, " Changing the subject… " He said as he turned it to channel seven. A cluster of dots appeared on the left side of the screen with an arrow pointing to somewhere off the map while a single dot blipped near their location. He zoomed out until the arrow next to eh cluster vanished before zooming back in again. " I wonder what these strange signals are. "

" We won't know until we get out of here, " Jigen replied. " However, I think you might have a good hunch. "

" The one about Fabian and Miguel putting transmitters on the women? " Lupin stuck his head from under the bunk. He was surprised when Jigen handed him a cigarette. " Oh. Thanks. "

" It's for giving the right answer, " Jigen reached in his jacket for a match and stuck it then lit Lupin's cigarette. " We might find those bastards if we follow those signals. "

Lupin took a pensive drag then exhaled, " Jigen? "

" Yeah? " Jigen sounded like he was concentrating on his crossword puzzle.

" Knock before you come into my head next time, okay? " Lupin said.