Undercover

Kae-chan: heylo, finally managed to put this chappie together, it's not too exciting, yet, but I promise you it will turn deviant soon *nods* Kudo is a bit naughty here, tho *grins* I couldn't resist, so enjoy, ja!
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A chorus of giggles brought Rikuo's half glazed eyes into focus, his hand stopping in mid-reach as a very annoying, very high pitched and very sugary voice reached his ears.

"Anou, Rikuo-kun." A volley of giggles followed this absurdly non-humorous statement. "I think I might need this lipgloss in peach, but I can never remember where you guys keep all your flavored..."

Trailing off in a would-be mysterious way heavy silence blanketed the bubble of atmosphere that seemed to be keeping Rikuo and the cloister of girls unable to be interrupted by any outside force. Marbled blue orbs narrowed slightly in exasperation, the drawn out pause becoming almost too much for the ebon haired boy to handle. Seriously contemplating the idea that maybe this doe-eyed specimen before him was actually having a silent seizure, said specimen slowly ran an unnaturally bright pink tongue over her rubbery shining lips.

"...items."

Appalled by the excruciatiingly obvious sexual desire in what appeared to be only a twelve year old girl, Rikuo nearly missed the super-shiny flawless lip pout forming on her face. The girls smatter of freckles and badly applied foundation only accentuated the very blatant "O" shape her slightly parted lips were making. Thoroughly disgusted, it took every ounce of Rikuo's will power NOT to backhand the girl as he raised an arm and pointed rather dully down an aisle.

"It should be somewhere in the middle there..."

"Aa, sugoi! Arigatou, Rikuo-kuuuun" Giggling volume turned on full blast, each of the girls turned gaily around and practically skipped to their decided destination. Immediately turning around once more, the stoic youth continued his menial task, just barely catching a glint of driftwood locks in the corner of his eye. Homing in on the form that was Kudo Kazahaya, a small frown creased the taller boys brow. Exactly what the hell was that idiot doing frolicking like a queer puppy through the store? Lifting a corner of his mouth into that tell-tale smirk Rikuo prepared to shout out some scathing comment, his voice halting at the back of his throat as Kakeis' piercing stare caught his eye. Closing his mouth to form a frown he watched as Kudo was lead through the metal doors of Kakeis' office, the lithe Green Drug Store owner turning round to cast an almost predatory glare at Rikuo before disappearing behind the doors himself.

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Following the details of his next mission Kazahaya was at a loss for words. His slate green eyes lay closed, brows knit in deep contemplation. A delicate finger tapped shapely lips as the palm they sprang from served as a resting place for the slightly feminine curve of his jaw. Across the metallic table Kakeis' slender form sat straight-backed, gracefully at ease, perching upon the edge of the couch to accomodate for Saiga's sprawling legs as he stretched the full length of the furniture. Heavy silence blanketed the room, each breath painfully loud as Kazahaya finally opened his eyes to study the object Kakei had placed in the middle of the table.

Unremarkable in appearance, the oval shaped bottle boasted of very thick, bloody pink glass, stoppered at the lip by a bit of cork that filled the whole of a rather short bottle neck. Standing at a full height of five inches, the circumference at it's fattest point was only three inches. Reaching gingerly for the bottle, Kudo palmed the object, it's weight much heavier than it's appearance allowed it to be. Turning the bottle round in front of probing orbs, it's contents proved to be much more fascinating than the vessel. A fiery glow emanated from the belly of glass, sparkling and vibrant, not at all a solid luminescence. Flecks of glitter seemed to dance atop the youths oculars as Kudo stared deeper into the entrancing flame trapped within the glass prison, his mind mulling over the previously given information, weighing out the pros and cons as if placing them on balance beams.

Movement from the opposite couch snapped murky green orbs to meet the twinkling, coldly smiling eyes of Kakei.

"You understand, Kudo, that Rikuo would just never work out for this mission," a nod of ascent from driftwood locks as Kakaeis' pleasant baritone resonated about the room, the Green Drug Store owner pausing for a moment before continuing, "My client is offering a considerable amount of pay for the completion of this job, and will not take 'no' for an answer." The baritone hardened, a deadly softness underlying the words next spoken, "If you cannot accept the terms of this mission I may be asking you to leave the Green Drug Store without further notice or consideration."

Blinking rapidly, Kudo could barely comprehend the words entering his own ears. There's no way Kakei just said that... I can't leave now, I have no where else to go! Orbs narrowing in mild concern, the youth began to splutter nervously, as was his habit, meeting the cool and commanding stare of his boss.

"Kakei-san! I-of course I would take the mission... It's just that...well-" searching desperately for a suitable string of words to describe the pandemonium in his brain Kakei took it upon himself to cut the youth off, a disarming smile spread wide across his perfectly painted face.

"I understand the weight of your decision, Kudo-chan," the honorific was laced with honey, an unspoken apology for the gruffness earlier expressed, "but rest assured that I have an antidote." Cocking his head to the side slightly, his smile morphed, seemingly less manic and more sincere as Kudo blinked once more in rapid succession.

"You do, Kakei-san?" His voice lifted, the apprehension and concerns melting visibly off his face, their angelic features brightening at the new piece of information.

"Of course, silly Kudo-chan," once again the pleasant baritone returned, backed in full by the softened expression behind slender glasses, "I would never suggest such a risky course of action without having a safety net for you to fall into. That would just be cruel."

A hard scoff from the prone form of Saiga caused Kakei to shoot a reprimanding glare at his mysterious partner. Turning back to face Kazahaya, the slim pharmacist dipped his fingers into the large breast pocket of his lab coat, extracting a well folded piece of paper to which was attached a gleaming black credit card. Shoving the items into a slightly nervous Kudo's hands the petite drug store owner rose to his feet, escorting Kudo out of his office and through the front doors of the store.

"Now take the bottle and make sure to gather all the materials listed on this paper. You have my personal credit card, so take care of it, and have fun."

Before Kudo could even react properly, the door to the drug store was closing and Kakei-san was walking swiftly out of sight. Sighing loudly the lithe youth turned on his heel and began to amble leisurely down the street, let's see what on this list... Oh...of course I would need those... his destination that of the busy shopping strips downtown.

Hours passed, a rather downcast looking youth could be seen walking store to store, leaving each with one or two items and drawing much more attention than he had anticipated. Giggling followed him as he trekked along the narrow store aisles.

Damn! Why are all these embarrassing items at the back of the store! I have to fucking walk all the way up with these things and everyone is laughing, argh! I hate this...

Groups of girls snagged their other girl friends to whisper not too secretly into their ears as the lad passed, rude comments on the items he was shopping for only barely discernable above the excited chatter. Boys were worse, many of them glared in disgust, he was tripped a few times, only to be helped up by other men whose eyes held a lecherous spark of hope for some kind of bodily reward. All in all, Kudo was extremely relieved to end his excursion as he trotted home at an agitated pace, entering the small flat above the drug store and preparing himself for a war against his ebon haired room mate.

Striding through the door, legs decidedly spread in an attack stance, Kazahaya was prepared for anything except the emptiness that greeted the slender youth. Grey-green orbs took to wandering about the visible perimeter, body following eagerly, in search for his irritating room mate. Puzzled, Kudo strode into the kitchen, immediately homing in on the note hanging from the fridge front, written on a red post-it with silver sharpie: "I'm on a side job. I don't know when I will be back, not tonight for sure though, so there's rice in the cooker and meat in the fridge. Don't blow up the house or anything retarded that you would likely do. Ja."

Glaring at the note, the boy ripped it to shreds, scattering the confetti like so many rose pettals across the floor. Argh! Just like that asshole, to insult me even when he can't do it in person, that bastard! Frowning to no one in particular sylph-like digits began to unload parcel after parcel, most of the items giftwrapped as he had tried to make it seem as though he were shopping for another. Grimacing as the ribbons and paper fell away, mossy orbs narrowed in distaste at the odd array of items his hands were arranging on the kitchen table.

Bras, panties and stockings were grouped at one end. Hair accessories and products taking a small area of the table a few inches beside the former pile, along with shampoo and other womanly bathroom essentials. In the center of the wooden expanse a growing pile of cosmetics and perfumes took shape, rising an inch off the table as the slender youth snickered to himself. Well, Kakei-san never DID give me a limit. And if I have to do this thing, I might as well use Kakei-sans' money to do it right. Noddingly absently in agreement to himself, he sighed deeply as his task came to a close, the soft exhalation nearly echoing in the still room.

Picking out a pair of panties and a bra Kudo made his way to the bathroom, flicking the harsh white light on as he locked the door behind him and stripped. Turning to face the mirror he leaned in closer, examining his facial features in minute detail, taking in the greyish-green tinge of his large doe-like eyes, the fringe of thick black lashes accentuating their shape. His nose was straight and slight, not too wide or long, slightly rounded down to draw the eyes to his petite mouth.

Stretching the rosy petals into a variety of odd figures he noticed their relative thinness, but also that they were pleasantly shaped. He frowned as his eyes traveled along the soft curve of his jaw, his weak chin, and slender neck. Never before had he had a problem with his lithe form, but the longer those doe-like eyes studied the mirror the more he loathed the features of himself that made it so easy for others to tease. Sadness creeped into the oculars staring down the soft curves of his muscles, so much less masculine than the chiseled indentations and lines that most other boys, and especially Rikuo, boasted of. Taking in his bone structure the youth was cheered as he found his hips to be square-ish, with nothing feminine about them or his torso, though they were both of a slight build. He cupped his pecs and felt the slight rise of flesh that indicated he was indeed a little toned and grinned sheepishly at himself, the curve of his lips falling as his eyes fell upon the flacid piece of equipment that hung so demurely between his thighs.

He had never understood its use, really, though he had masturbated before and still continued to do so every once in a while, he still associated the flesh piece with burden rather than pride. Running slim fingers around the outline and down the whole length of it, he felt no arousal just a slight tightening of skin as the cold touch disturbed it's rest. Stooping low to retrieve his dropped pants he searched their pockets for the glimmering bottle Kakei-san had presented him with earlier. Weighing the object in his hand once more he contemplated the action he must complete, all the while examining his appendage in the mirror.

Is this mission worth it? I guess it shouldn't matter...I'm already such a fucking woman anyways... Dull eyes rose to meet themselves in reflection, an almost zombie-like emptiness shining back from the hard glass. Gently releasing the cork, a delicate scent of cinnamon and fruit wafted from the contents, bringing the smooth glass lips to his own pliable ones, Kazahaya tilted his head back, closing orbs to the world as the warm liquid slid down his throat, creating a furnace in his belly as an all consuming pain filled his body.

Gasping breaths took him to his knees, curling into a loose fetal position to writhe helplessly in agony, the surface of his skin feeling as if it were set on fire. Muscle spasms wracked his body, involuntary movements causing his limbs to tremble and jerk with seizure-like precision. He stared in unblinking horror at the tile of his bathroom, at once feeling this was a mistake, even as his hair grew out to shade his eyes and peculiar tingling in his groin and chest overrode the fiery sensation until at last all the pain and movement stopped, leaving a still gasping Kudo numb on the floor.

Slowing his breathing and heart rate the youth was immediately struck with the weight hanging from his chest. Gradually easing into a sitting position, his eyes fell upon a set of full, perky breasts. Blinking slowly, significantly more feminine fingers and palms cupped them in examination, pushing back hair that now hung to the delicate curves of his collar bones. Squeezing their forms gently, his now slightly longer nails accidently grazed a nipple, it's surrounding flesh puckering as it swelled from the touch. Shocked at the intimate sensation his own digits had produced, Kudo slowly rose to gaze at his figure in the mirror.

He was shorter now, with even more pronounced softness and curves. His thighs were fuller, but remained lean, the calves more shapely and his ankles slimmer. His arms appeared less bony, his shoulders boasting of a rounder curve, while his neck and collar bone were more defined. The width of his chest had lessened, in place of pecs two moderately sized breasts consumed the area, with soft pink aerolas and hardened nipples. Turning to the side he studied his plumper ass and the flat expanse of his abdomen, fingers tracing the very subtle ridges on his torso that indicated a well toned abdominal. Finally swiveling to face the mirror full on once more his trembling fingers deftly stroked the outline and surface of his new found groin.

Breath held tightly in he ran the tips of his fingers up and down the slit, thankful that his transformation had left him hairless as he slowly parted the outer lips to gaze at the treasures within. Shaky with exhileration, searching eyes found his inner lips pleasantly slight and pink, moving the finger of his other hand to spread them he became intrigued by the cavern they gave entry to. Licking parted lips in anticipation a gentle probe of the slight opening ensued. The calloused surface of his fingers sent goosbumps popping across his whole body, nipples swelling to capacity as the digits circled and rubbed the entry way in sensual circles. Moisture began building from within the treasure trove, increasing the sensation, spilling out slightly to drip and coat his inner labia.

Fascinated by the arrival of such a slick liquid Kudo couldn't resist retracting an appendage to suck the glistening dew from it, surprised to find that he tasted delicious. Pleasure deepening his breaths he began to notice a strange tension building in a spot above his inner lips. Following the twin edge up along their curve he found a small mound of flesh, it's presence had been formerly overlooked and as he explored it's surface the most addicting warmth enveloped the whole of his senses. Breath catching in his throat, he rubbed the hardening nub in tight circles, more liquid releasing itself from his opening. Knees quivering at his own ministrations Kudo was forced to lower himself to the floor, laying back and slathering the juices around his exterior the greedy fingers of his other hand took it upon themselve to plunge deep within his resevoir, rythmically swirling and pumping in and out to the laps of his tiny circles.

Groaning involuntarily, he began to moan softly, his throat constricting in pleasure as the sensations escalated. Rocking his hips in time with the other movements, an orchestra of self-wrought bliss began to move towards it climax. Arching his back as he gained momentum, one last, long, whine of appreciation was given, nether regions exploding in a burst of blinding, pleasurable heat, his hands coming away soaked in his own juices that he gladly suckled from the flesh.

Laying on his back, dripping wet and exhausted, a nagging seed of disgust planted itself. What the hell is wrong with me? I didn't take on this mission to fuck myself stupid! Gawd...I'm a fucking animal... I'm glad Rikuo won't be home tonight.

Picking himself up off the floor, Kudo stepped into their shower turning the tap on icy cold and reveling the loss of feeling it produced as he stood beneath the spray. Sighing, once more, his frozen fingers turned the knob to scathing hot, melting all the sin away as his skin flushed and burned with the heat.
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Kae-chan: Oi, I am never going to post drunk again o.o;; I apologize for the first post of this chapter, it wasn't very good and there were lots of spelling errors and such -_-;; I still don't think this was a very good chappie, I found it a little difficult to set up for the next chapter, which is awesome LoL But Kudo did get some private time with himself *snickers* or should it be herself? I still havn't decided to refer to Kudo as a woman in later chaps, or keep him as male. I like keeping him as male, more, I think. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this installation, ja!