Famous Obsession - Taki\'s Punishment

Chapter 2: Part 2

*****

Seguchi Touma steepled his fingers and rested his chin against them. \"I see,\" he smiled, all too sweet and innocent. \"It has been four sessions and still not a single peep. I must admit that I am impressed.\" Wide, all too innocent blue eyes regarded the good man across from him.

Tamuro Shinya, the psychiatrist who had been assigned to Aizawa Tawas was a tall man with prominent features. A handsome man by average standards with short purple locks and the most brilliant amethyst eyes Touma had ever seen. It only added to the charm, as he was in itself a pleasant man to be with. One of the many reasons Touma favored the man above most employees.

\"But...\"

\"It is not what you expected of me,\" Shinya added smoothly. He tilted his head slightly, \"Is it not?\"

Touma leaned back against the soft leather armchair, elbow propped against the arm, fingers touching his chin. \"I was merely wondering about the cause of the holdup...\" To be honest, he had expected results within the week.

A knowing smile played across the older man\'s features. He explained, \"Things like baring ones mind sod soul may never be rushed, lest the fruition of your result may be less than satisfactory.\"

\"Of course.\" He felt like being reprimanded by his father, the few times it had been necessary. It was a melancholic feeling, not too unpleasant. //It sounds like something Father would say//

Something must have shown on his face, because Shinya smiled apologetically and stood from his chair. \"Excuse me. I never meant--\"

\"Ah, don\'t apologize, Tamuro-san, please.\" Touma stood as well. Although his length was recommendable, he was nothing compared to Shinya. //So much like Him...//

Still, Sa sha shook his head in polite refusal. \"It is late, I reckon we both need rest after the hardships of the day. Ne, Touma-kun?\"

His heartbeat was erratic. He could feel the insistent pounding against his chest. \"A-aa... Tamuro-san.\"

Bowing, Shinya offered him another radiant smile. \"Excuse me, Seguchi-san.\"

Touma fell back heavily against his chair as the door closed quietly behind the tall man, mind in a whirl. //Goodness...//

It was not until the sun had descended that Touma left his office.

*****

\"Hmmm, you smell nice...\"

\"K... please, we\'re in the hallway.\"

\"Let them see, dear Sakanou. Let them all see that I am with the loviest--!\"

Scuffle.

\"Mmmph?\"

\"K, please!\"

Grin.

\"Mmm... Did I ever tell you, you turn the cutest shade of pink when I--\"

Scuffle-tornado.

\"Waaaaaah! I-do-not-want-to-hear-it-I-do-not-want-to-hear-please-please-please-K--~!\"

A gunshot pierced the air and only a second later the door flew open, a white Sakanou-tornado flying inside, \"Eeeh?\" and into the floor.

K, shotgun in hand, entered his condominium with a laugh. \"Now that I have respected my dear Sakanou\'s wishes and allowed us privacy--\" One eye quirked and he quickly the door shut with his foot. \"--it is time for some well-deserved K\'s Kinky American Noogie Time! Do not go anywhere, my dear Sakanou, be right back!\" The blond was a blur of motion in an instant and out the main room.

The young brunette producer, no longer consisting of whirlwindy proportions, blushed like a virgin. He had spent enough time around K and his sexual craving needs to figure out what the crazy American blond meant and knew it was for his best personal interest to make himself scarce. Real quick.

However, he hadn\'t been fast enough. Just as he was about to seek refuge in of the shadowy corners of the large condominium, most preferably where K wouldn\'t have been able to find him \'till sunrise the next morning, the handsome American came barging in again. A large box with the straight-to-the-point title, \'K\'s Kinky American Noogie Time Toys\' scrib all all around the contours was held securely in his arms.

\"A-a-a-a-anou~... K-K-K,\" Sakanou stuttered, wide brown eyes glued to the box. Which was... LARGE.

K grinned widely, his eyes gleaming as he took in the dear-caught-in-the-headlights-stance Sakanou had adopted quite nicely. He loved it when Sakanou went virgin-mode on him. \"Dear Sakanou, were you going somewhere? That was very naughty, trying to get away while I explicitly asked you not to go anywhere.\" He advanced.

Sakanou sputtered and inched back in answer. Well, it wasn\'t nice, no. But... it had been purely self-defense. In all honesty, no matter how good things could be, especially if a certain blond American hunk took the lead, nobody liked having to wake up the next morning to the explicit pains caused by... certain... toys. Not to mention-- A dead end. Sakanou looked up in terror, feeling the hard edge of a desk poking in the small of his back, his hands feeling for anything to use as weapon. \"K-K-K-K-K...\"

K had other plans. Letting the box drop at his feet, he whipped out a lasso from behind his back. \"Playing hard-to-get again, dear Sakanou. Two can play at that game!\" he laughed and began to swing the lasso like a professional rodeo-cowboy. \"Let the Games begin!\"

Gasping, Sakanou fell back against the desk, his fingers coming in contact with the apparatus behind him. Which was the answering machine.

A beep. Than-- \"Uncle K, please if you\'re there pick up the phone, something happened! Taki... Just... You said I could call if I needed anything. Something happened and--... I-I gotta go.\"

When the message ended, the door slammed shut, leaving the condominium empty.



End of Chapter 2, Part 2





THE CHIBI-CORNER

TAKI: I am dead, I just know it.

MA-KUN: So little faith you have, Tachan. In any case, if that IS the case you know I\'d refuse to participate in this fic any longer. *leer-XD-leer*

TAKI: You are a fucking horn-dog, Ma-kun. And stop calling me that! Don\'t make me yank.

MA-KUN: *holds hair securely out of reach* Yes, ma\'am. No ma\'am.

K: I am not the hormone-induced sadist the author makes me out to be. *sees Sakanou walk up to them* *XD-drool-combo* Hubba-hubba-hubba... *smacks self* ...hubba-hubba-hubba--

SAKANOU: Title-explaining time people: ...well, there is nothing to explain is there? All the explanation needed is within the story itself. *fidgets* That... didn\'t fill up my time at all.

K: *snaps finger in mock-irritation* Dangit. What rotten luck. *rubs hands together* Well, dear Sakanou, since we seem to have extra time on our hands, why not make good use of it in ways of a--

MA-KUN&K: XD Foursome~! *laugh like only Japanse-Americans can*

TAKI: SakaSakanou* Let\'s take my car. It\'s faster and I just got a new airconditioner installed.

SAKANOU: *looks from nephew&uncle to Taki* That seems like a fine idea, Taki-kun.

BOTH: *leave*





GUSH-GUSH-AND-ANOTHER-GUSH:

SAKANOU: *smile* Greetings, Silverone. As the first reviewer of this fanfiction, the author thought it appropriate to reward you with a \'little something\'. *gestures to the side* Hopefully it is to your liking.

TAKI&SHUUICHI: *held at gunpoint by a smug K*

K: Smooch time, boys. *sunglasses momentarily reflects sun* And make it good.

SHUUICHI: Waaaaaaaaaaaah~! You\'re so mean, K! I don\'t wanna have to do anything with Droopy-eyes except for kicking his butt for what he did to Yuki~! *clasps hands* Strong, handsome Yuki who came to my rescue when evil ol\' Droopy-eyes was going to sabotage both our careers--

TAKI: *small vein pops up* My God, doesn\'t that hole in your face ever shut the hell up? No wonder the blond man-killer can\'t stand you.

SHUUICHI: *face swells up to balloon-ish proprtions* *balls fists* You take that back, Droopy-eyes! Yuki isn\'t a killer!

GUNSHOT: *makes both singers startle the bejesus out of themselves and turn to irritated K*

K: I said. Kiss.

TAKI&SHUUICHI: But--

K: KISS!

TAKI&SHUUICHI: *jump each other*

SAKANOU: *pops up in front of the two* *chuckles nervously* K has a way of making people do things with a passion. Heh. Ah, due to this the following images will have to be censored... since this is not NC-17 and can\'t-- oh wait. *looks around* This is adult-fanfiction.org, isn\'t it? *freezes as K-shadow looms over him* *gulps before screen turns black* K-K-K-K~~~~!







MAJOR SPOILERS FOR NEXT CHAPTER

(You know the drill. No peeking in here if you DON\'T want to know the gruesome details of next chapter!)

Preview of Chapter 3:

Taki looked down at his hand, which was holding the knife, shaking, trembling. The tiny red specks where the ashes had fallen earlier still hadn\'t vanished. He could feel moisture on his palms. Sweat.

The undeniable sound of heavy footsteps behind him.

\"Taki?\" Ma-kun.

\"Taki...\" A slightly lower voice with a rougher edge. Ken-chan.

He couldn\'t move. Couldn\'t turn around with the knife still in his hand. Maybe they would get the wrong impression.

\"Taki,\" Ma-kun moved forward. \"Taki, are you okay--?\" That slight catch at the end of his question told Taki, Ma-kun had seen the knife, the bottle, him holding the knife and the bottle sitting undisturbed on the kitchen counter. Definitely a wrong impression.