Saga 3 Episode 68: Conquer and Divide Pt. 4 Sleepless Nights

Usagi TanakaYukashi Sanada

## Touch

*She snorted and pocketed the wallet, more like stuffing her bra, but eh, what the hell. She, in turn, followed him as he lead them to "Kasaihana Retreat", a brow raised in question. She laughed the clerk addressed Yukashi so familiarly. She caught his glance back at her and crossed her arms, pursing her lips out and giggling as he hesitated so in question to business or pleasure. She gave a little wave to the clerk and giggled, following obediently behind Yukashi. Once they got to the door of their room, she forced her way in and jumped on the bed, immediately changing out of her clothes into sleep wear, consisting of a tight, white crop top with skin-tight grey bottoms, everything else bare.*

*Yes, yes. Usagi knew what was going on. She was all alone in a room with a man with manly needs with little clothes on, but did she care? Fuuuuuuuck no. She was a woman with womanly needs too, but that didn't mean to jump on a nigga's bones as soon as one came into her life. Not that Yukashi was bad looking, but she was tired, and her body ached. And Yukashi was probably too. She sat up in bed, looking up at Yukashi and placing a pillow in between the center.*

Usagi: Rest easy, Detective. It'll be the Witching Hour soon enough.

*The clock on the wall clicked rhythmically, acting as a lullaby. It was fifteen 'til 12 AM. It'd give them around four hours of shut eye before they began prowling once more. Usagi had shuffled herself under the thick covers and was slow to fall into unconsciousness, her breath coming and going to the tick tock of the clock.*

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Yukashi stood at the entrance of the hotel room watching Usagi change from her regular clothes into something more comfortable to sleep in. Yukashi couldn’t help but stare at her. Her shape was perfect her husband was an idiot for leaving someone like this alone. His heart skipped a bit the more he watched her. He could tell that she was in need of a manly touch in her life. Yukashi let a small smile crept along his mouth that grew into a larger smirk.

Taking the time to remove his coat from his body throwing it onto a chair. His black shirt was next to leave his person. His cut chiseled chest shined in the light all way down to the toned six pack that showed all his years of training down the V shape pointing towards his crotch. Sections on his torso showed where his cybernetics were implanted like both his arms. Finally removing his pants just leaving him in his boxers Yukashi made his way to the bed. He looked at the pillow that was put in place between the two. He chuckled a bit. “How about we lose the pillow.” He couldn’t help himself it was like something came over him, he placed his hand on her waist before pulling her closer to him. If she allowed this the two would be face to face with each other. “Uh, I don’t know how you feel about this…” He faltered a bit before bringing his lips closer to hers.

## Sleep

*She tensed as she felt his hand on her waist, heat rising to her cheeks as she was now face to face with him. Being in such a close proximity with a male other than Lee or Kevin had her heart racing, her eyes focused on his lips as they inched closer and closer... But before they could even meet, her hand moved over his lips and she pushed forcefully against his lips, forcing his head back. She then pushed back even harder to push him back against the bed, pulling herself onto his chest in a straddling position, a fire behind her eyes, but not the one he had expected. Her knees sat against his biceps, pinning him down while her hand still sat smushed against his lips.*

Usagi: Look, Detective. You're good-looking and all, but don't think I'll just let you get in my pants like the many other girls you've brought here before. This entire room and the hotel itself is covered in your scent more than the clerk...

*Usagi had leaned in closer and her eyes had lowered into slits, her free hand placed against his chest. Her hips slowly raised off of his chest and drifted down south, the skin of her thighs brushing up against his sides.*

Usagi: I'd rather not have a "fuck at first sight" experience again. Now. You're going to lay on this side of the pillow, and I'm going to go on the other side and go to bed. If you're horny, you have two friends called your left hand and your right hand.

*She had her lips beside his ear, her lips brushing against the skin of it as she whispered sweet nothings.*

Usagi: If it helps, you could imagine what could've happened if I had agreed.

*With that, she pulled away and released the hold on him, unmounting her body from atop his, moving over to her side of the bed and slipping back under the covers, a satisfied grin on her face as she fell back to bed.*

Yukashi's intentions were short sighted the moment his lips were pushed along with his head. He found himself being pinned to the bed and looking up to Usagi. Of course he could’ve broken out of her hold at anytime but what was the fun in that. An eyebrow raised as she straddled him and began speaking starting off with calling him good looking which made the young detective smirk a bit.

It was then that she shifted down a little bit and told him about a ‘fuck on first night’ experience she had once before. Yukashi wasn’t sure as t what she meant by the perhaps it was because of her ex husband. Regardless Yukashi gave a slight shrug before he found her lips closer to his ear. This was a feeling Yukashi found himself most of the time. She teased him a bit telling him to dream about the situation before she turned to her side of the bed. With a chuckle and short grin “We'll both be dreaming.” With that Yukashi managed to slowly drift off into the darkness of sleep.

## Wake

**3:40 AM**

*Somewhere along the little sleep she had, Usagi had unconsciously rid of the pillow barrier and practically wrapped herself around Yukashi. Her leg was draped over his hip lazily and her arm extended over and around his neck, her lips dangerously close to his throat...*

*A knock on the door immediately had Usagi sitting up, alert and wide awake. She looked up and down, groaning as she unlatched herself from Yukashi and braced the cold.*

Usagi: And he was warm too...

*Pulling herself out of bed, she cracked her muscles and made her way to the door, opening it to find the clerk holding up a black envelope with gold trimming.*

Clerk: My apologies to have awoken you, but someone had told me to deliver this at once.

*Usagi took the envelope and examined it, nodding softly, thanking the clerk before crawling back into bed to rouse Yukashi awake, tapping his nose repeatedly. Her voice was slightly raspy from sleep and she had a drowsy look on her face, her hair tussled and out and about.*

Usagi: Yuuukashiiii... We gotta get up noooow...

"Yuuukashiii... We gotta get up noooow..." Yukashi eyes opened his HUD showed the current time and date on the top right of his retinal scanner. It was around 3 so early. Looking up her saw Usagi sitting on the bed looking like she just woke up herself. His dark hazel eyes flickered shut and open three times before sitting up and turning to put his feet on the ground so that he could bee sitting on the edge. “What now?” The detective saw the envelope in her hand before getting up and walking to the rest room of the hotel room.

“What’s that?” He asked before closing the door behind him. From there he began to drain The Old Snake Into the toilet bowl. Yukashi kept his ears open as he waited for Usagi to answer his question as to what she was holding in her hands.

Usagi: I don't know... But this style of envelope is used for high class parties...

*She waited as Yukashi emptied himself out and examined the piece in her hands. It didn't have the regular seal. No. It had one pressed of fire in gold against the center.*

Usagi: Fire... Mm...

*Once Yukashi was back in the bedroom, Usagi would've thrown the envelope into the air and a ball of her blue fire followed it, burning the envelope and gold sparks escaped. In the air as the envelope burned did words appear in mid air, shimmering boldly, becoming the brightest light in the room.*

**You have been chosen to attend Empire White's Witching Hour Ball. It is mandatory that you attend. Dress formally, in the best cloth that money can buy, and arrive at the Cube in no less than one hour. We await your presence, White Rabbit and Detective Sanada.**

*Usagi sighed and rubbed at her face. Of all the kind of shit... She didn't even have any dresses in her arsenal. And more than likely, Yukashi couldn't pull out a tux from thin air. She laid back on the bed on her back before she looked up at Yukashi.*

Usagi: You ready to go shopping, Detective?

## Preparation

Walking out the bathroom Yukashi closes the door behind him the sounds of the water rushing down the Ivory toilet bowl was muffled. Pupils looking up to the note that was thrown in the air then exploded into words. Yukashi took the time to read exactly what it said. "You have been chosen to attend Empire White's Witching Hour Ball. It is mandatory that you attend. Dress formally, in the best cloth that money can buy, and arrive at the Cube in no less than one hour. We await your presence, White Rabbit and Detective Sanada." Once the words dissappeared into osmosis the young man walked to retrieve his clothing putting them on.

“You ready to go shopping, Detective?” Yukashi shook his head then walked into the closet of the hotel room. “Ever heard of the Kasaihana Red Knights?” Yukashi asked as he opened the closet door which was nothing more than an empty closet with a single hanger. Regardless on what Usagi answer was Yukashi pulled that one hanger out of the closet. The moment he did this a panel would open up on the wall which required Yukashi to use the key card the clerk gave him earlier. Before he swiped he looked back at Usagi. “I was one em.” Swiping the card a door would open up on the wall showing a much larger room full of guns, gadgets, and undercover outfits.

If Usagi followed Yukashi he would close the door behind them. “I made this with the help of Martin Adams, that world famous engineer who made billions before disappearing.” He walked to the wall grabbing a duffle bag and started to fill it with grenades, pistols, and light machine guns. He’d pick up an ear piece and toss it to Usagi. “That'll help us keep in touch.” If Usagi asked what this room was for Yukashi would tell her his role in the Red Knights was mainly the tech guy, he provided Intel and gadgets. Pointing to the clothing rack. “Im sure you can find something in there to wear. Yukashi smirked to her before walking off to find a tux of his own to wear.

*Usagi managed to crack a grin at the sudden new information regarding the man before her. Would you look at that. She caught the ear piece and placed it in her right ear, moving her hair over to that side so it would shield it. She walked over to the rack of dresses and her eyes immediately fell onto one of blood red. She had always liked the color red, and this dress had hugged her curves perfectly..*

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*Red satin gloves paired with the dress and adorning her feet were thinly strapped heels. The dress itself was amazing. A slit began right against her hip and drew down, showcasing her porcelain skin. The sweetheart neckline accentuated her ample bosom. One thing was missing though. Every Empire White gala had its signature trademark. The masks.*

Usagi: You wouldn't happen to have any masks do you, Detective?

## Leave

Stepping behind to a rack of clothes Yukashi pulled out tuxedo from the masses. Throwing off his regular outfit and tossing it to the side Yukashi placed on his black fitted tailored suit pants with slight creases on the side giving a distinguished look about them. Pulling both his arms through the sleeves of his white button down shirt with a black like around the corner of his collar. His black tie fit neatly in between his collar. Placing the gold cufflinks on both of his sleeve cuffs. He slipped his feet into the onyx colored dress shoes. Lifting up his right pants leg Yukashi placed a small .22 Cal. Handgun in his sock. Putting on his holsters that dangled on the sides of his torso, both holding twin Colt 45. Pistols fully loaded with an extra mag in the holster. Finally putting his tux together he throw on the jacket that matched the pants.

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Yukashi heard Usagi ask for a mask, Yukashi nodded before digging in a box and tossing her one that resembled a hare. Yukashi pulled one out that strongly looked like a fox. “We’re all set.” Yukashi smirked before walking over to a back door and a pair of keys dangled on a hook. “This way please.” If Usagi followed Yukashi would lead her to a elevator that went all the way down to a secret garage. Inside the garage was a 2178 Lamborghini model 2. The car was bullet proof to say the least. It was Martin Adams personal car before he gave it to Yukashi. (  http://orig03.deviantart.net/4448/f/2007/324/8/8/lamborghini\_from\_future\_by\_frik6.jpg) Throwing the duffle bag full of weapons in the trunk Yukashi walked to the drivers side of the car smirking to Usagi. “I'll do the driving this time.” He smirked right before hoping In and revving the engine. When Usagi got in he’d make his way out the garage with the engine Roaring loud filling the already busy streets with its lion like sounds.

*She examined the mask of the Hare and smiled. Well put. She heard the jingle of keys, and followed him, her heels clicking on the floor. She gave him a once over and laughed a little.*

Usagi: You look good, baby.

*She was met with a car, waaaay out of her proportion, but then again, Lee had collected many cars during his Blood Wolf Era. She climbed into the passenger seat as Yukashi took the initiative to take the wheel this time.*

Usagi: By all means, take this one.

*Usagi had practically sank into the seats, her body melting as the roar of the engine sounded as they made their way out towards the Cube...*

*Upon arrival, Yukashi and Usagi would be met with busy streets, fancy, classic, and expensive newer models of cars sat along the curbs. People of all state of dressed in finely woven cloth, some embroidered with diamond, others simple silk and it looked flawless. But the masks open their faces kept their identities hidden, but not for long.*

Usagi: See you on the other side of all of this, Detective.