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Tainted Time	By : InspectorZenigata Category: +G to L > Lupin III Views: 3646 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Tainted Time

Chapter one
Regret the Truth

Lupin was lost. He had looked up from his slightly panicked venture anywhere away from the hideout and realized he was very lost. "Moss grows on the north side of a tree, or is it moss never grows on a rolling stone?" He mused aloud, before realizing neither would help him now. A...there were no rolling rocks and even if there were, what good would they do? And B...North told him shit. North didn�t help unless you knew which way you wanted to go.

The thief sighed and dug into his pockets, searching for his cell phone. Great. He left it at the cabin. Feeling very sorry for himself, Lupin slid to the ground, pouting. This simply had not been his best day.

First, he was chased by bloodthirsty bat worshipping cult for stealing their Idol, which, he noted later, was a fake, then Pops manages to get the drop on him, not to mention... *yeah, not mentioning seems like a good idea.* and now he was lost and a slug was assaulting his favorite pair of loafers. He also noted when flicking away the slimy thing that he had neglected to put on his socks.

Socks .Zenigata�s socks. That brought back freshly made memories. That strong arm around him, holding tight as he squirmed in pleasu.....

"GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!" the self-imposed slaps did nothing but make the real world spin, enabling the slip into his thoughts to be all the easier. Bouncing his head off the tree was a good way to stop the thoughts, but it hurt like hell. "Owwieee..." Lupin stood, rubbing the small lump he had just given himself. * Happy BirthWeenEastMasGiving to me.*

He walked onward hoping that more space was being put between him and the Inspector. For a moment Lupin felt bad for Pops. The old cop would wake up in a bed he didn�t know, showing signs of something he probably rarely, if ever did, with the other party no where to be seen. It would tear him up to think he might have done something as illicit as that; the Inspector was such a goody goody.

Part of him, a part he quickly chain up and threw down a well, wished it had been real. The sounds of a highway sliced through his daze, bringing a smile to the thief�s face. "Oh boy! Traffic! I know where I�m going to go play!" he hooted, almost dancing towards the sound.

Small trees died and larger ones lost limbs as he crashed in the direction. Laughing wildly, he exploded from the dense brush to see his salvation. A six-lane freeway. And in the distance, an oasis. A truck stop. A real truck stop. The kind with showers in the bathrooms. And right now, Lupin wanted a shower. Bad. He had to wash away the feeling of yuck that floated around him, the sense of ewwww.

The road was almost empty when he started across but like magic, bibbity, bobbity, boo, large semis began appearing from nowhere. "Ai yi yi yi yi yi!" the thief yelped, dodging them, racing back, arms waving about wildly, as horns blared. Only the good grace of well, whomever, and Lupin�s teenage days spent funding the entire laundry mat through his constant playing of Frogger, saved him from being a smear on someone grill.

Gasping slightly, the now jittery Interpol�s most wanted pulled open the glass door, noting the multitude of stickers on it. Cashier has less then $50. No smoking. No $50 or $100 bills after 6pm. All Pumps are prepay and a very random Save the water, Drink a beer bumper sticker.

A blue sign pointed towards the rest rooms and Lupin was glad he hadn�t left his money behind. This was going to be a long shower, if he ever intended to feel clean again. Opening the door, his first thought *what a dump.* was replaced by the fact that someone he was looking was right thereat the urinal, back to him. Grinning, he drew his gun.

Meanwhile...back at the homestead....

Zenigata had no trouble with getting lost, he knew where he was headed and why. The fact that the local cult seemed to be on Lupin�s ass for another pointless theft had been to perfect to pass up. The Cop grinned again at how well his plan had played out.

The thoughts of how wrong forcing himself upon Lupin had been was barely overshadowed by the joy of the experience. It had taken 3 sleepless days and nights to come up with all the angles, to cover all ends.. that wording sent Zenigata back into thoughts of what he had just done again and a bit more self-loathing dripped into the bucket of his soul.

He still wasn�t sure why he had felt the need to... to do what he did. The urge to control Lupin, to be in charge, to have some form of power...It had been strong after his last failure, after ICPO docked his pay yet again.

So the sexual trap was part revenge, part control, part to prove to himself he was worth a shit and part, mostly, lust. Zenigata found himself admitting now, as he stooped down to retrieve the bundle of clothes that he had left behind the bush from which he had leapt at Lupin, thus starting things off.

The gas station was to the west... he mused looking over the trees for their mossiness and heading in the right direction, to the highway and its truck stop. The part of him that questioned every move, wrong or right wondered how long this ruse could be kept up before Lupin found out.

He was sure that it would never happen again, but how long could he keep the truth from the thief. He was damn smart, smarter the childish facade he placed on himself revealed. That�s how so many of the truly evil in the world of crime had been taken down, arrested by him. They underestimated Lupin. A fatal mistake.

Zenigata�s musing ended as he entered the truck stop and headed for the bathroom to change. And then he would simply wait. Wait for Lupin to show up. Somehow he always did. The cops� nose wrinkled at the sight of the restroom. Filthy, walls covered in sex ad graffiti. Broken window, broken wall and broken lock on the door, he discovered. "Well, is not like I�m getting naked." He mused aloud, voice echoing in the empty room.

The clothes were baggy and fit over his own nicely, changing the shape of his lean body, making him appear softer around the edges. Humming as he worked, Zenigata didn�t hear the footsteps or the handle turning as he reached for the mask. What he noticed was a scent, out of place in the musty dirty restroom. Cheap cologne and import cigarettes. *Oh shit* the cocking of a gun wasn�t unexpected

"Hands up, please." The mocking voice of Lupin stated. "I�m here for a refund. Minus shipping and handling, of course." Zenigata could hear the smug grin on the thief�s face and smiled himself. This wasn�t how he had hoped the secret would be revealed, but wiping that look off his face would make up for part of it. Slowly, the Inspector raised his arms. �Now be a good little drug dealer and turn around."

"Are you sure you want to do this? You might not like what you see..."

. "What�s the matter? Afraid you wont measure up?" Lupin taunted, trying to ignore the gnawing at his brain. Something wasn�t right here, something he couldn�t place. The man before him shrugged. "Don�t say I didn�t warn you." Following orders, Zenigata turned towards him, slowly as stated.
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