Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Pretty Lady ❯ Vol Two, Chapter Eleven: Night Queen ( Chapter 11 )

Night Queen

Now, it was time for Nikita himself to suffer some annoyance of his own. It all started with a phone call this morning. Nikita reached from beneath the sheets to answer the phone. He dragged the receiver under with him. The man yawned before speaking.

“Hello?” he mumbled, wanting to go back to sleep. Last night with Mai really wore him out. He could thank his mother later for that. At first, he thought he heard a woman yapping in Japanese to him. Nikita became confused.

“Huh?” he asked.

“Mai?” this woman asked on the phone. Nikita instantly recognized the voice. That voice was much more powerful than any alarm clock on the planet. He got out from under the sheets and sat up lighting fast.

“Takako?” he asked. There was a pause on the other line.

“Nikita?” she asked, sounding annoyed. “You're not my sister! What the hell did you do with her?!?”

“My *wife* is in bed asleep next to me, which I should be likewise. What the hell are you doing calling me this early in the morning?!?” the Russian man snapped.

“What do you think, you naked ape?!?” his sister-in-law hissed. “My boyfriend and I are coming to see my sister!” Nikita's eyes widened in fear.

“WHAT?!?” he yelped as in someone had grabbed him in nuts.

“That's right, you monkey!” Takako barked. “My Eri and I are at the airport now. Come and get us now!” Her brother-in-law sighed and rolled his eyes.

“But it's too early for that!” he complained.

“I don't care!” Takako replied in a snarky way. “Come pick us up now! Get up and do it! Hurry up!” She hung up with a loud click. Nikita sighed and rolled his eyes again.

“Fine, bitch…” he mumbled to himself. Suddenly, Nikita felt movement next to him. He looked down and saw Mai waking up and rolling over. She smiled at him as she opened her eyes. Nikita's mood changed to a positive one. Finally, something pretty to look at in the morning.

“Hey,” he whispered to her. Mai stretched out a little bit as she lied there on her back.

“Who was on the phone, dear?” she asked. Nikita sighed as he kept his smile glued on his face.

“Oh, just your sister,” he said with clinched teeth. Mai's eyes widened rocket fast.

“Takako?” she asked. “What did she want?” Nikita forced himself to keep smiling.

“Just that she's here in Moscow at the airport, with her boyfriend, and she wants us to pick them up,” he grumbled. “Look can we just drop it, already.” He leaned in to kiss his wife. Mai quickly pushed him away.

“Well why are we still sitting around in bed for?” she asked. “Get up and get dressed. We have to go pick up my sister and her boyfriend!” The woman leapt out of bed and immediately got ready to do the task. Nikita sat in bed sighing.

“Damn it!” he mumbled to himself. Then, the man got out bed to do the same as his wife. They drove all the way to the airport in the early morning hours. Nikita was just grumpy the whole way there. Now, they were going to have a crowded house. His mother was still staying with them for a couple more days. Add his sister-in-law and her boyfriend that would be “fun” time all over! He really didn't want this at all! Mai lightly rubbed him on the shoulders.

“It'll be okay, baby,” she whispered. “She'll love you soon enough. Just give her some time.” Nikita sighed and rolled his eyes again. “No she won't, you crazy woman!” he thought. Usually, he would say that out loud. However, he wasn't in the mood for pissing off his wife for his own horny ego. Takako would now be the killjoy to his perfect plans. Back to square with everything.

The couple made it all the way to the airport. Nikita parked the car and they got out.

“Let's just get this over with so that we can get out of here!” he complained to his wife. Mai tuned him out as she looked the airport for her sister and her boyfriend. She finally spotted a skinny arm waving frantically in the air. Mai lit up all over in joy.

“There she is!” she yelped like an excited little puppy. “I see her! I see her!” Nikita tried to force himself to smile.

“Whoopee!” he said to himself sarcastically. His wife quickly took him by the hand.

“Well come on!” she exclaimed. “Let's get them!” Mai dragged him through the forming morning crowd to her sister. Nikita reluctantly tried his best to keep. What would be the point of fighting her on this? Her sister would win over him any day! Takako and Eri looked on as Mai and her husband hurried over to them. The women became flooded over with joy when they saw each other.

“SISTER!!!” they yelled when they came within inches of each other. They managed to fight down the excitement long enough to bow to each other. (Hey, Japanese manners still came first after all.) Nikita and Eri got a good look at each other. Eri looked like one of those typical Japanese rockers he saw on MTV Asia in the hotels late at night when he on a business trip. Tight black leather pants, Dir en Grey muscle shirt, black and spiked belt, bright dyed red hair, and… guyliner? Nikita twitched his eye a bit. He just couldn't understand it. Why did the youth of Japan… no, Japan and Russia… no all over the world have such strange senses of fashion. It just didn't make sense to the man. Think about that made him feel old all over again. Eri looked at him oddly.

“Is there a problem?” he asked in clear English. Nikita looked at him in shock.

“Y-You speak English?” he asked in equally good English. Eri nodded at him as if the older man was stupid.

“Yes,” he said. “We Japanese are smart enough to now more than one language!”

“Hey now, you don't have to be snarky about it!” Nikita spoke up. Mai quickly held up her hand.

“Guys, guys!” she said. “Let's just go and get breakfast, okay?” There was a long moment of silence. Finally, Takako gave her a little smile.

“That sounds good to me,” she said. “We can do that!” They turned to their boys.

“What say you, guys?” they asked. The boys sighed in defeat.

“Sure, why not?” they said reluctantly.

“Good!” Mai said. She turned to her husband.

“Nikita, be a dear and show us a good place to eat!” she told him.

“If he can!” Takako mumbled under her breath with a snort. The Russian man sneered at her when he heard that remark.

“Why yes I can!” he snapped. “In fact, I've got a good place in mind right now!” His sister-in-law raised an eyebrow at him.

“And where is that?” she challenged.

“Follow me if you will,” Nikita ordered. Then, he walked back to his car. Mai and Eri followed silently. Takako rolled her eyes, not believing anything.

“Whatever…” she mumbled. Then, she followed behind the crew. She just hated Russia. Why did her baby sister ever sleep with that guy? Even more so, we do their parents force them to marry? That did it, Takako would have to rescue her sister from this Hell hole country and that naked ape of a husband. But right now, they all had to play nice. It was still morning after all. Plus, they hadn't eaten yet either. Save the rescue mission for after breakfast.

Mai only glanced at Eri once. That old awkward feeling resurfaced all over her again. She couldn't forget how she first became interested in sex in the first place. Eri was the one to blame for that one—along with Takako, no less. She began to remember that night very well…

“Mai-chan, look!” a voice whispered to bring her back to earth. The younger girl looked up right away. Takako pointed to the boys ahead of them. Nikita and Eri were actually… talking and laughing! Neither woman could believe what they were seeing!

“Wow!” both women whispered.

“They actually… like each other!” Mai added on in amazed relief. Now, at least one of her associates from Japan liked her husband.

“Yeah…” her sister replied unhappily. Her plans of rescue were now ruined. “Nice going, Eri-kun!” Takako thought in disappointment when they all made it back to the car. Nikita turned to his new friend.

“Care to seat up front with me, Eri?” he asked. “We can compare more notes on all the women that we have slept with!” Both women glared at them coldly.

“WHAT?!?” they both shouted, enraged by the truth of why they were getting along so well. Eri gave him a little smile.

“Sure,” he said, nonchalant. They knew that the women were pissed at them for being perverts. But what did they care? The men had each found a new buddy in each other. As Nikita unlocked all of the cars for everyone, he realized that his plans for the rest of the week had now been repaired. Now, he had a new drinking buddy and could still get anger sex from his beloved wife. Can we say winner for him?

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