Kidnapped

ALERT*NC-17 warning. thought i would let you know.

Chapter 11

It was another late night when Ken, Aya, Schuldig and Farfarello
walked into the penthouse. They went to Bradley\'s office, but the
American had not returned. Aya sighed. He was hoping that the
man would have stayed to rest, but he guess your own health is second
place when the well-being of a family member is at stake.

The four men walked into the office and sat down to wait for the
precog to return. Ken looked at the computer and smiled. If Omi was
there he would know how to make the blasted machine tell them
everything they needed to know. He plopped down on the couch beside
Aya.

Farfarello perched himself on the arm of the couch and began to stroke
Ken\'s hair.

\"Will you please stop doing that.\" Ken slapped the man\'s hand away.
\"I swear you people have taken us for being house pets.\"

Schuldig burst out laughing. \"Speaking of a house pet, where\'s yours
Schu?\" the Irishman turned his one good eye to his friend. Schuldig
was at the window sitting on the windowsill.

\"He went to talk to that friend of his,\" said Schuldig. \"I think they were
going to search the docks again in the off chance that we might have
missed something earlier.\"

Farfarello snorted. \"I didn\'t think you were the naive type.\"

\"What are you talking about?\" The German narrowed his eyes at the
smirking Irishman.

Ken elbowed the silver hair man in the side. \"Don\'t start anything.\"

Now Schuldig knew something was wrong. \"What is it that he
shouldn\'t start?\" He turned those icy green eyes on the ex-jock. Ken
turned away from the intense glare mumbling to himself.

\"We saw your little green eyed kitty with some woman in a very
nice restaurant,\" said Farfarello.

Schuldig rolled his eyes and snorted. \"Is that all? I thought you were
going to say something important. Sheesh.\" He got to his feet and
turned to look out the window. He caught a glimpse of the Irishman\'s
reflection in the window. Farfarello\'s expression was smug. Damn
Farfarello, he knew him too well. And damn that Yohji for making
him feel this anger inside his heart.

The door opened and Bradley walked in. Seeing the sullen faces, he
knew they found nothing. He closed the door behind him.

\"Where\'s . . .?\" He was about to ask, but Aya stopped him.

\'Don\'t ask.\"

Bradley saw Schuldig standing at the window with his back to everyone.

\"So, have you had any visions that will lead us to Omi and Nagi?\" asked
Ken.

Bradley walked over to his desk and sat down. He thought about
whether he should tell them or not. Well, they do have a right to
know the truth. He sighed. \"I have a confession to make.\" He took
his glasses off and rubbed his eyes. He stared at the slightly blurred
figures waiting for him to speak. \"I\'m afraid my visions won\'t be able
to help us.\"

His announcement made everyone sit up and stare in shock. Schuldig
came away from the window to sit on the oak desk. \"If you\'re trying
to make us laugh Brad. It\'s not working.\"

\"You know me Schu. I never joke about anything that is important.\"

Even Farfarello who was trying to pet Ken on the head had stopped
to stare in disbelief at his leader. \"You think it\'s Muraki?\"

The American nodded his head. \"I\'ve had several visions about the
boys, but I didn\'t want to raise anyone\'s hopes. So, for the last few
days, I have been sneaking out at night to check these places out,\" said
Crawford putting his glasses back on.

\"And-\" Ken urged him to go on.

\"They were all dead ends. One vision turned out to be a vacant
lot. Another was an abandon building. Well, you get the picture.\"

\"Wait a sec, how can this Muraki guy be doing something to you?\" The
ex-jock furrowed his brows in a frown.

\"Muraki is a Sorcerer,\" Aya answered his friend\'s question.

\"You mean as in \'pulling a rabbit out of your hat?\' \" Ken stared at his
friend skeptically.

\"Not quite,\" said Schuldig massaging his temples. \"Muraki is the real
thing. He conjures and cast spells. . .So, you believe he is
interfering with your visions somehow.\"

\"Yes, My visions have never been wrong in the past. You of all
people know this Schu,\" said Crawford. \"It\'s that twisted bastard. I
know it is.\"

\"So, what do we do now?\" asked Farfarello.

\"Just continue as we\'ve been doing. Hopefully, a clue will come along
to help us. I suggest you all go to bed. We have a lot of work to do
in the morning.\" Bradley turned the chair around to face the window
silently dismissing everyone. They all got up and left the office.

Crawford sighed. He should get back to work. He turned away from
the window and froze. Everyone was gone except for Aya. The red
head sat on the couch waiting. Bradley was about to turn his
computer on. Aya frowned, not pleased at the man.

\"I. . .uh.\"

\". . .was going to bed.\" Aya added.

The American sighed. He knew when he was defeated. So, he gave
in graciously. Getting up from his desk, he walked over to the younger
man, and held out a hand. \"Coming.\" And he smiled.

Wow! Aya thought the older man\'s smile was dazzling. Crawford
should smile more often. It made his stern features soft. And those
gorgeous silvery blue eyes just makes his heart melt. Aya couldn\'t
help but to blush.

\"Hai.\" He took Crawford\'s hand and the two of them left the office.
together.
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It was after four a. m. in the morning when Yohji crept into the
penthouse. Feeling very horny, and a little drunk, he slipped into
Schuldig\'s room. Although the German was not asleep, he lay still
under the covers. Feeling the mattress dip when the blond sat
on the bed. Schuldig turned to face his lover.

Yohji was startled to see the other man was still up, but he was
glad nonetheless. \"I thought you were asleep.\" Yohji brushed his
lips and tongue against Schuldig\'s sealed mouth. When the German
didn\'t respond to the kiss, Yohji frowned down at the other man. \"What\'s
wrong Schu?\"

Schuldig sat up. \"Sag du es mir.\" He grabbed the blond by the collar and
sniffed him and his clothes. He could smell the lit scent of jasmine.
\"Who is she, Kudou?\"

Yohji winced as a sharp pain stabbed him in the head when the
Telepath spat his name.

\"What are you talking about?\" Yohji clutched the side of head.

\"You know damn well what I am talking about, KUDOU!\"

Yohji fell back against the pillow still clutching his head in agonizing
pain, as another mental knife stabbed him in his brain.

\"Lug nicht. Farf and Hidaka saw you with some woman in a
restaurant. And now, you reek of perfume.\"

\"Don\'t Schu, you\'re giving me a headache.\"

\"Be glad that is all I am giving you.\" Then he ceased his mental
attack on the blond.

Yohji sighed in relief as he lowered his hands. He looked over at the
German. Schuldig was red with rage as his breathing came in short
pants and his nostrils flared.

Then Yohji smiled. \"You\'re jealous.\"

\"What!\" The German growled preparing to strike the grinning Japanese
man, but Yohji pounced on him. He wrapped his arms around Schuldig
effectively pinning the German\'s own arms at his side. \"I\'m not. . .let
go! I. . .\" Fuck. To hell with it. \"Yes, I am jealous. Dammit, you
belong to me. I\'m not giving you up to anyone especially not to some
cheap whore.\"

\"You\'re so sweet, my SchuSchu.\" Yohji leaned over and kissed the
Telepath long and thoroughly. \"The woman is a friend of mine. Both
she and her husband are my friends. Liling-Po and his wife, Chun
Hyang. They are the P.I.\'s helping us.\" He smiled at the German.
\"I told this to Farfarello and Ken when they saw us.\"

\"Wait. You mean those two knew.\"

\"Yep. Infact I told them to tell you.\" Yohji laughed as he felt the red
head shake in anger.

\"I werde diese beiden Mistkerle umlegen.\"

Yohji pressed his lips against Schuldig\'s. \"I remember why I came in
here.\" He slipped his hand under the covers and gently stroked the
German\'s half-aroused cock. The Telepath moaned, and he grounded his
mouth against Yohji\'s forcing the blond to open his mouth wider as
Schuldig\'s tongue wrapped around Yohji\'s.

Schuldig reached up and flipped the blond onto his back. With eager
hands, Schuldig began to strip Yohji of his clothes until the Japanese
man was as naked as he was. His anxious fingers twist and pinched
one nipple as his tongue danced lightly over the other nipple.

\"Schu, stop please. No foreplay tonight. I just need you so much.
Just fuck me,\" pleaded the tall blond.

Taking a tub of lubricant out of the nightstand drawer. He first slicked
up his cock and then he spread some of the gel around the opening
to Yohji\'s ass.

With one swift thrust, Schuldig was buried deep inside the other\'s
body. Yohji was so warm and tight until Schuldig thought he would come
right then and there. But he had better self-control than to let that
happen. Sitting back on his legs, Schuldig pulled Yohji up in a sitting
position as he straddled the Telepath\'s lap. He thrust upwards
impaling the blond with his stiff arousal. Yohji clung to the German
tightly as he thrust himself up and down onto the other\'s cock.

Schuldig took hold of his lover\'s aching cock and stroked him in time
with their thrusts. Yohji twitched and moaned as he quickened his
thrusts.

\"Oh shit Schu, I can\'t hold back.\"

\"Let it go, baby.\" Schuldig licked and suck the flesh at the base of
Yohji\'s throat.

With one final thrust, Yohji\'s body shook with violent spasms as he came
all over both of their chest and stomach. His hold loosened around
Schuldig as he fell back onto the bed. Yohji\'s breathing was heavy
and rasping.

\"I\'m sorry Schu. I just couldn\'t hold back any longer.\" His eyes slowly
closed. \"I\'ve been thinking about you all day. Sorry.\"

\"Don\'t worry about it,\" said Schuldig kissing the sleeping man\'s
temple. \"You\'ll make it up to me later.\"

Schuldig grabbed Yohji\'s shirt and cleaned the sticky mess from
both of their bodies. He stared at his lover and smiled. He was so
beautiful lying there with his blond wavy hair caressing his damp
face looking so contented, so . . . Shit! Schuldig cursed softly. He
wrapped the shirt around his hard cock and stroked himself until
he spilt his semen in the folds of Yohji\'s shirt.

Feeling a bit relaxed, the German laid down beside his lover pulling the
sleeping man into his embrace, and fell fast asleep.
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Translation
You tell me-------Sag du es mir
Don’t lie----------Lug nicht
I’m going to kill those two bastards------I werde diese beiden Mistkerle umlegen