Into the Night

-Shageki Megami

Paperwork. Swear that shit was made to give beautiful women like myself hell and cramped hands. What the hell did I need to write a thesis for when I could have simply built the gun I wanted to present. But NOOO... I have to follow f'in procedure and write out the plans for the killing machine. As if you need instructions on what the gun can do. Who the fuck am I writing this shit for? Old lady Kyro? Yeah right. The moment that old bitch reads one of my thesis papers... I'll stop having sex. Neither is happening. I sigh as I walk into the newest bar of the night. I've been here before, but I haven't been in a while. Not good to drink and then shoot a gun apparently. Not that I follow that rule anyway. Drinking and shooting makes it more fun. I smirk and come to the bar.

I pause as I see an angel sitting there, cradling a bottle close. I see the wolves closing in and I look at the idiots, lifting my skirt and displaying the 9mm caliber handgun. It stands out against my caramel skin. They back up and the bartender greets me. "Well if it isn't Gunshot Goddess. THe usual?" he asks and I nod. I sit down next to the pretty at the bar and place my hand on her thigh and smile in a sultry manner.

"Now darlin'.. What's got you so down that youhave to make friends with the bottle. Anything Memi-chan can help with?" I purr, leaning in. The woman is just my type. A full figured body and her hair makes me wanna see it spread out over my bedsheets as I make her scream for me. I mental lick my lips at the thought. SHe looks delicious.

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-Shageki Megami

I watch the pretty lady as she drinks. Damn girl can slam it down. I surprised she wasn't taken by any of the men yet. I look up as my drink is set before me and nod. It was a martini sans the olive. I pluck it up as I listen to her. My ruby lips curl into a wicked smile at the lip of my glass as I listen. The darling thought I was something her mind was making up. Oh how delightful. I tilt the glass back and let the liquid courage run over my tongue, down my throat and into my body. I set the glass down only when its drained. I lick my lips, body warming with the powerful alcohol. The bartender gave me the expensive shit that only experienced drinkers like myself played with.

I rubbed my hand on her thigh. Time to make drunken beauty wake up and know I'm not apart of the drunken stupor she had drank herself into. I move closer, lifting my other hand and pushing her hair from her face. Such a cute woman. I haven't been with another woman in ages. I miss it. This one I want. I move closer and run my tongue along the shell of her ear. "You know... I make a better companion than that bottle, darling," I purr in her ear, hand sliding up her thigh more. "Also.. I'm no illusion, love."

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-Shageki Megami

Such a playful chicky. I watch her closely. My.. She has drank quite a bit. It would be unfair for me to take advantage of her and not have her remember any of it. I spy the men around the bar, many of them palming their lengths through the material of their pants as they watch us. No.. Not wise to leave the little duckling here to be snatched up in the claws of these vultures. I smile as she hugs the bottle between her lush breasts. Now if only the clothing wasn't obstructing my view of her.

I blink as she brings the bottle between us and asks me to kiss it. I'd much rather taste her sweet lips. My smile transforms into a smirk and I lean in more as if to kiss the bottle. A gentle shift of my hand moves the neck of it out of my way and my lips seek to press themselves against that of the sweet tenshi I have found in this slum dog hell.

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-Shageki Megami

I taste her sweet alcohol stained lips for but a moment before I feel my cheek stinging ever so slightly. I blink and look at her, lifting my hand up to my cheek. I think I just got slapped. Several men are inching back, thinking my temper is about to explode. But I would never take my wrath out on a woman who clearly if drunk off her ass. I sigh, watching her. And I thought I was getting closer to her. Damn.

Another swig and I blink in surprise as she tosses the bottle behind her. But then she grabs me, the bottle crashing to the ground. But I hardly care. Vodka slips past my lips and I wrap my arms around the little spitfire, dragging her from her stool, tilting my head and deepening the kiss she started. She is sweet and fiery, just how I like my women. I can sense the men are back to their heavy panting and petting of their own pants. Not that I care. THey can all blow me for all I care. Gently I break the kiss and gaze down at the petite woman in my arms.

"My my.. What a kiss you have, darling."

-206

-Shageki Megami

I smile a bit down at her as she mentions my height. I'm a good five foot eleven inches without my heels on. But with heels I'm between six foot and six foot two. I'm nicknamed Goddess for more than just the meaning of my name. I blink as she begins to call out for the bottle she has broken. Oh dear. This poor dear is in for one hell of a hangover if I don't help her.

SHe pulls from me and I quickly react, sweeping her back into my arms as she tumbles over her clumsy limbs. I hold her close and laugh softly. "Now now.. Not wise to walk around when your so wasted, my dear lamb," I say to her as I keep her upright in my arms. "Come on now. I shall take you to my place to get sober once again. Or you shall be in hell come the morning time," I coax her, beginning to lead her towards the door.

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-Shageki Megami

Now.. I've been drunk on many occasions. But I wonder if I've ever thought I was making illusions. I watch the dainty woman in my arms as she seems to argue with herself and then tries to will me away. I arch a brow as I watch her. Poor darling is long gone in a drunken depression if she is like this. Again she calls for the bottle and I listen carefully. Ah. I get it now.

She begins to cry and I hold her close, letting her cry into my busom. SO.. Little angel was drinking because her heart was broken. Well.. I can't say I haven't done the same thing on several occasions. I think this is why I gained an interest in women more. I found myself sick of men thinking they could just sleep around on me and thought, because I was a woman, I wouldn't find out. I have always had better relations with women. At least they break up with me over being a workaholic instead of cheating.

I rub her back and begin leading her out the door of the bar. "Now now, love. Memi-chan will take care of you," I whisper soothingly to her. I had a bottle of water in the car that she could drink. It was a company car, but hey. My bike is in the shop.

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-Shageki Megami

I'm glad I am not leaving her in there. The men around here aren't exactly gentlemen. I should know. I've designed alot of their guns. I move us both outside and into the cool night air. I feel better already. I let her finish crying before she begins to speak again. Hasu no Suitai? The hell is that? I think for a moment. A baby with that kind of name. I nod. Has to be her car. I sigh a bit. I can leave my car here and call one of the grunts to come and get it. I don't mind walking the short distance to work. My bike should be out of the shop by tomorrow evening anyway. Damn well better be or the boys are gonna have my gun in their asses. I could have fixed it if work wasn't being a pain in the ass.

I hold out my hand. "All right, darling. We'll take your baby. But give me the keys. You don't wanna scratch your baby up, right?" I say to her in an almost mothering tone to keep her from crying again. I'm weak when it comes to another woman's tears. Cute things always win with me. Damn my weakness.

-208

-Shageki Megami

Phew. She isn't crying anymore. That's a good thing. She seems a bit upset about not driving, but does not protest. Even drunk, I would never drive my own baby, my motorcycle, Mayonaka. I watch with amusement as she begins to pat herself down. I watch her hands slid over her lush body, a hint of a predatory light touching my violet gaze. I hold myself in check. No is not the time. I can wait till she is sober to see if she will let me see her again. She seems to have the spunk needed to date me anyway. I hate pussies and weak ass bitches who only whine.

As she begins to pat her ass, my eyes fall to her breasts. Her top is open quite a bit, exposing the tops of the lush treats. I then blink, noting something black sticking out of the right one. I then snicker, realizing its the keys. I snap my fingers in front of her to get her attention. "They're in your bra, love," I point out, bringing my hand up and letting my fingers lightly skim the tops of her breasts, thanks to the exposed cleavage her opened top provides.

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-Shageki Megami

I laugh as she smacks my hand away. I think once she is sober I will have alot of fun with her. I then watch as she looks at the remote to the car and begins to fiddle with it. I wince as she sets the car alarm off. My ears are sensitive and I try to tune out the sound as she fiddles with the keys in slight desparation. She finally looks to me for help and I sigh, plucking the keys away and I point it at the car in the shadows. I hit the button and the car goes silent. I sigh in relief, my ears ringing a bit. But other than that I am fine. I gently take her hand, making sure she is steady.

"Come on, honey. Time to go home," I say to her and coax her to follow me toward the car. As I finally lay my eyes on the car I whistle in appreciation. I would so have sex on the hood of this baby. I smirk a bit. I'll have to see if I can coax the minx to do so with me.

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-Shageki Megami

I keep a hold on her as she stumbles. I'm wearing a pair of my low heels, so its not too difficult. I grew up around male co workers, so I'm use to helping someone who is drunk. I laugh softly at her comment about where home was. I hit the button on the remote to unlock the doors of the car and walk her to the passenger's side. I open the door and ease her in, making sure to buckle her seatbelt. I press a kiss to her forehead.

"Home is home. No worries, lovely," I say to her and straighten, shutting the door on the drunk woman. I sigh a bit. Since when did I become such a good samaritan? I shake my head and pat the gun on my thigh. I was being nice, but maybe there is a reason fate wishes me to help this lost little lamb. I walk to the driver's side, open the door and slide in, shutting the door. I smile at the comfort of the car. Oh yes. I will have to convince my angel here to have sex in it and on this baby.

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I peer at her as the giggles ensue. So I have a giggly, crying, fiery drunk. Lovely. Now I can't wait to see her sober. I stick the keys into the ignition while she plays with the glove compartment. I then turn the key and the car roars to life, making me lick my lips as the engine quiets to a powerful purr. I pat the steering will. What a good girl this car is.

I peer over at the woman I have recused from being in the missing section of the newspaper this night. "Hey angel. Can I get your name?" I asking, hoping she isn't that too far lost. I did want her name. But I guess I can search for it once I have her tucked in for the night in my apartment.

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I watch her, hoping I will get a name. SHe seems to be thinking and I sigh, heading nearly dropping to the steering wheel when she tells me that she doesn't remember. Well. I now know she is piss ass drunk to forget her own name. I shrug. I'll look at her identication when we get to my apartment. I put my hand on the stick shift and my foot press on the clutch as I shift into reverse. Thank kami I drove a stick shift before I built my motorcycle. I back up a bit, then shift into first gear, pulling out of the spot she had parked. I can feel the power of the car and I smile, letting her cuddle her seat belt in the mean time.

We begin to cruise, one of my feet on the gas pedal and the other on the clutch. I press the clutch as I shift into second gear, then into third, the engine roaring happily as I let the car pick up speed. I smirk. I could get to love driving this car, if the drunken angel beside me lets me see her after this.

-195

I smile as I listen the cute sounds she is making while I am driving. It would take a good ten minutes to make it just outside of Metro if there is no traffic. I live close to the main stream of everything in Metro to be close to work. While I don't like working for the Kyro family, they do have one redeeming factor. The young heiress. I've seen her only a handful of times at the galas I get invited to as one of the employees of Nyte Industries. She is pretty, illusive. But I can see the defience in her eyes. I wonder.. Will she bring a change to the way things have been done.

I look over at my angel of the night as she begins to talk to me. She tries to remember the nickname I gave her and I laugh as she messes up horribly and settles on calling me her illusion. Genkaku-chan. I think I can make it one of my new nicknames. Her question makes me blink and look at her again. I frown and pay attention to the road again. Love. That's a bit of a difficult subject for me. I've not found someone I can trust enough to really love. That's why people break up with me in the end. Because.. I don't love them. I sigh a bit, manicured nail tapping on the steering wheel.

"You never know your in love till its too late sometimes.." I begin my answer and realize how depressing that sounds. I chew on my lower lip for a moment before continuing. "But.. You know your in love when that person can simply make your day when they give you a gentle smile, or simply gaze at you and you find yourself falling into their gaze. Love.. Is when your heart skips a beat when you get a text or a phone call from them and all your problems vanish.. That's when you know, babe."

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"All love is an illusion," I say a bit coldly before catching myself and peering over at her for a moment. Love. I'm not one for it. Always lies and cheating in my life. Or.. Just people who cannot handle the fact I have work and work comes first in a lot of cases. I need to pay my bills dammit. Who else is going to pay them? I sigh again. I've been doing that a lot tonight. Odd really.

I peek over at her again and see her trying to make shapes with her hands. I smile softly. "But.. If you want me to be love. I can be for you," I say to her, eyes watching as we begin to leave Gunshyne Bastion and enter into downtown metro.

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I peek from the corner of my eye at her as she makes a heart shape with her hands and peers at me. She is a cute woman. I find myself attracted. It's a dangerous thing. When she is sober I don't know how she will feel at all towards me. I watch her, keeping most of my attention on the road as I drive us deeper into the city. I listen to her and my heart clenchs in an uncomfortable manner. I look over at her as she goes quiet and sigh, noting she is sleeping.

I continue the drive, the streets pretty quiet. FInally I turn into the garage of my condo complex. I park her car away from the others and sit there a moment. I don't know what possessed me to help this woman. I look over at her sleeping form and smile lightly. She's gonna feel hell in the morning. But I have medicine for it. I pulled the keys from the ignition, unbuckle my seatbelt, then open the door, stepping out easily. I shut my door and walk around the car. I open her door and peer down at her, finding a smile tugging onto my ruby lips. Sweet angel.

I reach down, unbuckle her seatbelt and gently extract her from the car. I lift her into my arms bridal style and nudge the car closed with my hip. I hit the button on the remote, locking the doors and setting the alarm, the headlight blinking as its turned on. I sigh and hold her close to me and walk toward the front door, knowing the doorman is still there at this time. I incline my head to him as he opens the door for me. He stares at the bundle in my arms and I smile.

"My friend was drinking away her sorrows," I say and the old man nods in sympathy, walking with me to the elevator and hitting the button for me. We wait and the doors slid open. I step in and he follows. He a good man and does his job well. He hits the button for the twentieth floor. I sigh again and hold my drunk, sleeping angel close, letting her sleep in peace. It takes a moment before we reach my floor and I step out the moment the doors open. The old man follows me to my condo door and swipes his key card, opening the door for me.

"Thanks, Watari-san. I have the boss wire a tip to you for this," I say and he shakes his head.

"No need, Shageki-san. My pleasure," he says and turns back to the elevator. I smile and enter my single condo flat. It's in a studio format and I love it. Open space and large window that overlook metro. I close the door with my foot and then toe of my shoes. I then walk into my humble abode and bring my angel to the bed and lay her down. I watch her, loving how she looks on the white linens. I shake my head and bring a trashcan over, setting it next to her sleeping place. The morning will probably be cruel. Again I sigh and pull off her shoes and set them on the floor. I look at her again and gentle shake her.

"Angel.. Wake up for a moment so we can get some pajamas on you," I say gently, hoping to rouse her for a moment so she can help me.

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She slowly wakes and I smile at her silliness. I step away for a moment and grab a nice big t shirt for her to wear. I then begin to push off her clothing. "Come on, Angel. You'll be more comfortable if you don't sleep in your work clothes," I say to her gently. I sigh a bit. She's really no help in this state. Thankfully I use to help male co workers do this. Not that I ask to. But I'm not one to leave someone in a drunken state in a bar. Who knows what bad things can happen to them.

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I manage to get her skirt before she gets under the covers. I look at the skirt in my hands and frown at her as she sticks out her tongue. She was going to be difficult. I sigh and snatched the cover up and then off the bed, leaving her nothing. "Can you please get into your sleeping attire?" I ask, grabbing her ankle and pulling her back towards me, mindful of watching her other foot, my other hand ready to snatch it up next if she tries thrashing for no reason. I am not being threatening, but merely serious with her.

"You are going to winkle your clothes, angel."

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I find myself laughing at her virgin antics. "Baka onna. I'm only changing you, not looking for sex, baby doll," I say in an amused tone and make her sit up for me. I am quick. I pounce with my hands and her top goes flying along with her bra. SHe is left bare and I quickly shove the t shirt over her head and force her arms through the holes for them. I then step away and look at her.

"Comfortable now?" I ask, arching a brow at her.

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She huffs and I smile. "You don't look fat," I assure her as I pick the blankets up off the floor. I move and cover her up. I look down at her as I tuck her in. I lean down and press a kiss ot her forehead. "Sleep, Angel," I whisper to her and pull away. I have a thesis paper to finish typing out on my laptop. I sigh a bit. At least I know how to run on very little sleep. But I know the boys in the office will be running when I snap at them for being fuck heads.

I look down at the woman I have brought home and I pet the top of her head. "Be a good girl and sleep," I whisper and begin to walk toward my desk.

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I smile and look over my shoulder as she dozes off. I sigh and shake my head. I wonder how she will be in the morning. I have some medicine for the hangover. Got to love working for the Kyro family for the simple fact that all medical was free once you are an employee for one year. The Ootori medical specialists are amazing. I got a bottle of their medicine for hang overs the moment it was allowed on the market. Takes a moment to work. But man it does wonders.

I sit at my desk and open my laptop. Now.. Time to finish this paper so my supervisor doesn't bit my head off anymore over it.

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Updated Izumi.