Pairings: none Warnings: none Author: red vegeta, lesley (as i prefer ^_^) or nayruvegeta Archive: ask me and go ahead Summary: The trap is set and begun. Other: should you know what the word means, it might make some sense for where they are headed. I'll write it down at the end of the chap ^_^. Disclaimer: dont own them just torturing them for my own pleasure and iwth a bit of luck, your pleasure as well ^_^ Dangerous Games Part 14 Oiran Then suddenly Trunks sinks to his knees and was just as soon picked up by Touda. Touda lifted him up and swayed one of his arms around his neck and started walking towards the exit, followed by Goten and Goku on his heels. Once outside, Touda gave a small bundle of money to the guard and slid into his car after placing Trunks in the seat beside him. Just when Goku and Goten got outside too, they saw the car drive away. Goku locked on to Touda's ki and closed his eyes, following the car in his mind. After a few minutes the car seemed to have stopped. "Let's go.." Goku whispered to his son beside him, having already placed two fingers to his forehead. He decided to stop a few yards away from the building, just far enough not to be noticed, yet close enough to see Trunks being carried in at the back of the building. Goten pulled out two miniscule cellphones and gave one to Goku. Then they both walked to the building, adorned with a simple blue neon word, Oiran. Goten slipped on some sleek looking sunglasses and rang at the door. The door opened at a crack and a muscular guard towered above them. "What do you want." "Entrance." Replied Goten with a stern face. "I heard that before. Why should I let you in then?" Goten dug in one of his pockets and fished out a small bundle of money, causing large eyes from Goku and nothing from the guard. "I believe this and the fact that we have spoken to Touda in the club might do the trick. He told us he just caught an excellent toy and asked us if we were interested in it." "So?" "So we were asked to follow him and that is the reason why we are here isnt it? And if you would just look behind you, there is a young man with very pretty purple hair." The guard looked back and indeed saw a flash of purple hair pass by, leaning on Touda, whose bright red hair shone against the pale-yellow light in the corridor. Touda spotted the guard and gave a nod. To him it was a just a greeting, but to the guard it was a sign of approval. Goku and Goten who had seen the nod from behind the large man's back, can almost jump into the air as they see the guard grin at them and opening the door for them. "Welcome gentlemen. Wait at the end of the corridor and have a nice stay. I'm sure we wont dissapoint you." "I know you wont dissapoint you." Goten replied with a smirk. Upon arriving at a small room filled with dark red velvet chairs and walls, immediately a waitress served them a blueish drink, which they tucked behind them in a small plant, hoping it wouldnt die on them withing the 5 minutes they were told to wait. After said minutes, they were shown a folder with various photo's of what was to offer. Goku and Goten pretended to study the pictures. 'Goten..' 'Yeah?' 'What do we do now?' 'Choose him off course! We have to be alone with him so we can take him away.' Goku nods. 'And we have to get Trunks as well..' 'I thought of a plan to get him as well. Just the same story as how we got in kay?' 'Yeah yeah...' Silence. 'Hey Goten?' 'What is it now?!' 'Well excuse me for living!' 'I'm sorry. I just get nervous of this place. The sooner we get out of here the better.' 'Thats what i wanted to ask..' 'Hmmm?' 'Look at them..' Goku points down and flips the pages of the folder through his fingers. 'There are so many of them..' 'Yeah, i know.' 'We cant leave them here with this maniac.' Goku nods again, sighing deeply. 'How are we going to do that? They can't be working here at the same time, not all of them..' 'I thought of that. We need to destroy the machines that produce the drug and then everybody will be free. Remember, they forget what they have done when the morning starts.' 'Thats right. Lets get Vegeta and Trunks out first.' 'You're right. And i want to get away from here. Fast.' After a few minutes, a young woman opens the door to the room and an older man in a simple grey suit walks towards them. With a smile as if they are his best friends, he orders some champagne and goes to sit in the empty chair in their middle, opening the folder in front of them and clasping his hands. "Well gentlemen, have you made a choice out of our wonderfull selection?" "It was.." "I know. Its hard to choose isnt it? Everybody who comes here has that the first time." Goten pointed at the picture of Vegeta, who looked extremly drugged on the photo, but still quite handsome. "We would like to try this one out." The man took the folder and look at the picture. "Ah yes.. He is a general favorite of ours." "And we want the one Touda just brought in." "The one with purple hair?" "Yes. We saw him at the club and were asked to come and try him." "Good. I'll see to it that you get him." "Thank you so much." "I'll give you a room to change in and we'll lead you to them." "No." "Do you have more wishes?" "Yes. We want them alone. Nobody else." "That is quite expensive..." Goten whipped his wallet out and showed an impressive line of creditcards. When the manager saw them, he smiled and nodded. "Yes. We'll arrange a room for you to enjoy them in private." "Good." "Have a good time masters. I am sure I will see you when you leave. Dont forget to tell me how the new young one is." "We wont." The manager bowed to them and left the room. Just when he was gone, Goku couldnt help but let out a heavy sigh, followed by a loud groan. He felt his whole body screaming to get away. The smell, the way the velvet felt, the light, the low noises behind the wall behind his chair, the heavy hot air around him, it made him sick to his stomach. All he could do now is bear it, being held up by the thought of having Vegeta back soon again. Maybe not in his arms, but certainly out of here and back at home. That was all that mattered. It didnt take long, perhaps 6 minutes, before a slender young man called for them and showed them to a dimly lit room, not too far from from the room they had been waiting in. The room was quite luxurious, having quite some large chairs and tables, a large white-marble bathroom and a huge bed. Goten pulled a closet open and almost immediately slapped it close again, his head burning red. Goku frowned and sighed at this sudden movement, the door slamming had made his heart jump in his chest, already being overactive because of his whole body being nervous and jumpy. A small knock on the door even made him almost jump to the ceiling. Back to the main page Back to the fics page I know the end is lame, but i couldnt help it. try to see it as a whole with the next chapter kay ^_^. Then the chap does run a lot smoother. Anyway... Oiran: expensive and highly experienced courtisan, or a whore in a crude word. Makes sense now?