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Chapter List
- 7
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*Alert* NC-17 So be careful if you do not like m/m sex.

Disclamier--Still do not own

Chapter 7

Once the teams of ex-assassins arrived in Hong Kong they
went to the apartment that was once a hideout for Schwartz.
They were in the living room waiting for the precog to return.

"How long is this going to take?" Ken paced the length of the
room like a caged cat.

"It's like we said. You can' t take Muraki or JJ lightly," said
Schuldig. "But mainly, it's the doctor. He is a very
dangerous man. We were hoping he would have drowned
when that museum sunk." The German sighed. "But I
guess fate has never been on our side."

The door opened and Crawford walked out of his office.

"Well, Crawford, did you find out anything?" asked Ken.

"No. I'm afraid we will have to do things the old fashion
way," said Bradley combing his fingers through his dark
hair.

"What do you mean by that?" Aya got to his feet.

"It means we 're going to have to go out there and search
for them ourselves," said Schuldig scratching the back of
his head. "Das wird nicht leicht werden."

"Okay, we'll separate into teams of two and comb the
city." Bradley opened the glass door to the bookcase
and took down a map of the city. He spread it open on the
coffee table. "Since we've lived here in Hong Kong before,
one of you will team up with one of us."

"Yohji's with me," said Schuldig.

'I'll go with Crawford," said Aya.

Ken glared at his so-called friends.

"Well, I guess that leaves you and me, snow kitty," said
Farfarello stroking Ken's hair like a pet cat.

"I thought I told you not to do that." Ken slapped the
man's hand away.

"Farf, you and Hidaka check the West side. . .Schu, you
and Kudou check the East side near the docks." He folded
the map. "Fujimiya and I will check the clothing district."

"Are you sure we should split our forces like this?" asked
Ken. "If we came across this doctor you all think is so evil.
Two of us won't be able to stop him."

"You just don't want to be with Farf," the German said
laughing.

"Bite me," replied Ken.

"I'd rather bit Kudou."

Yohji slapped the German across the back of the head.

"I love it when my little kitty bares his claws." He rested his
arms possessively around Yohji's waist.

"Well, my kitty doesn't want to play with Farfarello." The
Irishman feigned dejection.

"You just have to be persistent, my friend. You see, I've
bagged my kitty." Schuldig held the blond's hands pinned
to his sides. Being a Telepath does come in handy. "Besides
Hidaka, there's nothing to worry about. Every since the
doctor put him on some medication. Farf isn't nearly as
insane as you might remember him."

"Instead of standing around acting like a group of asses,
why don't you get to your assignments," snapped
Crawford.

"Ja anfuhrer." The German gave the American a stoic
salute. Then the four men hurried out of the apartment
laughing.

"Before we go, I need to ask you abut Muraki," said Aya. "I
read his file, and it said he was dabbling in the black arts."

"You can say it Fujimiya. Magic." Crawford pushed his
glasses upon his nose. "Muraki is a sorcerer. A very
powerful sorcerer." He arched a dark brow at Aya. The
younger man looked as though he didn't believe a word the
American was saying. Psychic powers is one thing. He
could believe that mainly because Schuldig, Crawford and
Nagi possess some sort of mental powers. But magic.
Who believes in something so unreal.

Bradley sighed when he saw the skepticism in the red head’s eyes.

"You remember that ceremony the Elders were doing
before you interrupted them."

How could he forget? Those old farts were going to use his
comatose sister. But in the end, Sakura had switched places
with his sister. Aya nodded his head.

"Well, that's what they were using, magic. . .Just because
magic has been downgraded because of lame magicians
and illusionists doesn't mean that true magic doesn't
exist. And that there are people out there who knows
how to tap into and use it."

"You maybe right." Aya looked up at the older man. Then
he narrowed those violet eyes shrewdly. "One more
thing. . .You guys aren't trying to make us your personal
pets, are you?"

Now it was Crawford’s turn to feign hurt. "I am hurt that you
would even think we would do such a thing."

"You're such a hypocrite and an ass." Aya rolled his eyes
heavenward. "Well, I guess we should be going too." Aya
walked out of the room.

"Right behind you." Crawford followed him.
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It was dark when the five men returned to the penthouse. Each
was hoping that the others had found something that would lead
them to their young friends. Ken plopped down on the couch
and raked his fingers through his hair.

"This seems so hopeless. It's almost as though they have
disappeared from the face of the earth."

"Maybe, but we can't give up hope, Ken," said Aya. "Omi and
Nagi are counting on us."

"You're right." Ken sighed and frowned when he noticed
someone was missing. "Hey, where's Yohji?"

"He said he has a PI friend that lives here," said Schuldig
shrugging his shoulders. "He seems to think this man might
be able to help."

"Well, it can't hurt." Bradley removed his glasses and rubbed
his eyes. "Any help is welcomed help. In the meantime, I'll
see if my vision can find them." Crawford turned and went
into his office locking the door behind him.

"If anyone's hungry. I'll be in the kitchen fixing myself
something to eat," said Schuldig heading to the kitchen
followed by the other three men.
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It was 3 a. m. when Yohji quietly let himself into the
penthouse. He would have walked pass the living room if
a figure in the dark hadn't caught his attention out of the
corner of his eye. He was about to turn the lights on when
Schuldig stopped him.

"Don't. I like sitting in the dark." The couch was facing a
large window that showed a breathtaking view of the city. The
streetlights glowed like stars in the night sky. It was such a
calming view.

"Schu, what are. . ." Yohji walked into the room and stood
behind him. Before he could finish. Schuldig interrupted him.

"You know, Nagi is afraid of the dark. Not like this with the city
lights and stars showing. I mean the kind of darkness that comes
from being locked in a room with no windows. All around you is
pitch black."

Yohji heard the distinct clink of ice against a glass. "Schu, you
should go to bed."

"He didn't want to go to school that day." He raised the glass
to his lips, tossed his head back and gulped down the liquor. It
stung going down his throat and he coughed. He poured himself
another glass and gulped it down. "Nagi didn't want to go
because the kids didn't like him." He laughed with a tinge
of bitterness. "He wanted to go to that flower shop you work at
and harass you guys." Schuldig glared at the view of the city.
"Now, I wish I had let him skipped school." Tears trickled
down his face.

"Don't blame yourself. You didn't know this would happen."
Yohji sat on the couch beside the German and rested the
man's head against his chest.

"If anything should happen to him . . ." Schuldig buried his wet
face against Yohji's chest. "It's my fault. It's all my fault."

"Shit. Don't do this to yourself Schu." Yohji took the glass
and bottle of liquor away from the Telepath and sat them on
the coffee table. He cupped the German's tear streaked
cheeks in his hands and kissed the weeping man on the
lips.

"Come on, let's get you to bed." Yohji pulled the Telepath
to his feet and led him to the bedroom. He pushed the
door opened and entered the spacious room.

Schuldig plopped down on the king-sized sleigh bed. Yohji
knelt between Schuldig's legs. He unbuttoned the red head's
shirt and slid it down his arms tossing it to the bed. Then he
took the man's pants along with his socks and shoes off.

"Come on and get under the covers." Yohji stood up and pulled
back the blankets, but the red head German didn't move. "Schu."

"Please, stay with me tonight." His voice was barely above a
whisper and the blond had to lean close to hear him.

"Hai. I'll stay." The blond began to strip down to his
birthday suit. Schuldig pulled Yohji close and nestled his cheek
against the other man's, firm abs. He turned his head and
brushed his lips against Yohji's stomach. His tongue darted
out to tickle the inside of the blond's navel.

With fingers twined in the German's hair, Yohji tilted the
Telepath's head back and kissed him. He brushed his lips
teasingly against Schuldig's mouth.

"Yohji, I. . ."

"Shhh, don't say anything." He straddled Schuldig's lap.

Schuldig kissed and nipped at the neck of his lover. He
wrapped one arm around the other's waist while his other
hand pinched and tugged at the blond's taut nipple. Yohji
gasped and moaned. He nearly cried out when the
German's mouth suck and tug at his other nipple. Yohji
writhed in anticipation as Schuldig's mouth moved to began his
assault on the other nipple.

Schuldig pulled opened the top drawer of the nightstand and
took out a tube of lubricate. He flip the top and squeezed
out a big glob into Yohji's hand. The blond immediately
spread the gel up and down both their stiffening cocks.

Cupping Yohji's buttocks in his hands Schuldig raised the
Japanese man slightly and buried himself deep inside the
warmth of his sexy lover.

"Shit! Oh God Schu, you feel so good." Yohji began to move
up and down on Schuldig impaling himself on the man's hard
throbbing cock. He lowered his head and pressed his
mouth hungrily against the mouth of his German lover. Their
tongues wrestled for dominancy.

Yohji's thrusts became rapid and deep as he struck over and
over that spot which drove him insane. He took Schuldig's
hand and placed it on his inattentive cock. The German's
hand moved up and down the slick throbbing length of
his lover. He sucked and nipped at the blond's throat.

"Mein liebe, you're so beautiful." Schuldig buried his lips
against the sensitive flesh of the other's neck.

"Schu, I can't hold back any longer." Yohji's body jerked
and twitched with each thrust.

"Then don't."

And he didn't hold back. Yohji released a flood of semen
over his and Schuldig's chests. It was the hardest he had
ever came. With a few more quick thrusts, the Telepath
emptied himself into the nimble body of his lover. Yohji
collapsed against the red head.

Both men fell back onto the bed. Schuldig held the
blond close as he moved to the head of the bed and laid
down with Yohji clinging to him. Grabbing his shirt, the
Telepath cleaned himself and Yohji up. Tossing the shirt
to the floor, he smiled as he listened to Yohji's thoughts.

He closed his eyes
and sighed in contentment.

Schuldig laughed. He kissed the
blond's cheek.

Yohji wanted to open his eyes, but his lids were so heavy.
And he was so tired. He snuggled
close to the warmth of his German lover.
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Yohji was awakened by soft lips brushing against his
lips. Smiling like a contented cat, he stretched his arms
over his head and yawned. He opened his eyes and stared into
a pair of vivid emerald green eyes.

"Ohayo." He kissed the German thoroughly.

"Guten Morgen." Schuldig brushed the blond bang from Yohji's
face, and smiled leeringly. "So, how's your ass doing?"

"You should know, bastard."

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Wrap it up in there, you two," said Bradley. "Breakfast is
ready, and we have work to do."

Both men sighed. Remembering the reason for them being there
they got up, took a quick shower, got dressed and joined the
others for breakfast.
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Translation: Das wird nicht leicht werden-----This is not going to be easy.

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