THE LATE HASEGAWA

    Melissa put down the 'phone, scowled then idly stirred her Ameretto and ice
with her forefinger.  Late, eh? Three days in a row that was.  She'd have to
break him of that habit.  She watched their slender host mince across the
living-room towards the kitchen, watering can in one pink and yellow floral
gloved hand.  Now then, Git Face, what if I make sure there's a nice warm
welcome for when you get in?
    "Fox?" she called, softly.  "Have you ever had Ameretto?"
    Juzo Hasegawa closed his eyes and rubbed his temple.  The metallic tang of
pollution was particularly strong today but he had already taken the full dose
of analgesic to try and combat the ache.  Melissa had been particularly crisp
earlier, he could sense trouble ahead and just didn't feel up to the fight
tonight.  He swiped the card in the lock and the door swung silently open.
    Melissa was lounging on the sofa with the tabby cat, Woody draped across
her lap.  There was a half empty drink on the table in front of her and her
smile was beatific.
    "Hello darling," she said, sweetly.  Alarm bells went off in Hasegawa's
head.
    He hung up his coat behind the door and turned cautiously back into the
room.  He wasn't afraid of a physical attack, Melissa was no Sachiko.  She was
far more subtle and dangerous.  She was smiling, there was a hint of seduction
in her gaze and no sign of Fox - or Benten.  Thank God, the last thing he
needed right now was that smug bastard smirking while she chewed him out.
    "You look all sweaty, why don't you have a shower?"
    "That's very..  thoughtful" he said, cautiously.
    "I do try."
    He made his escape while the going was good.

    The shower revived him somewhat and helped calm the irritation in his
sinus'.  He dried himself with a maroon and peacock blue towel, too soft and
too fancy for his taste.  He sighed, they needed to find their own place but
Melissa seemed happy to stay with Fox and Benten.  He suspected that she enjoyed watching his discomfort in Benten's presence.  He sighed and fastened a
short bathrobe around him.  He turned on the tap to fill the sink with scalding
hot water then dripped a drop or two of Eucalyptus oil into the water and bent
over to inhale the fumes, covering his head with another bright towel.  The
warm steam relaxed him, he was aware of a movement in the air as someone else
entered the bathroom.  He relaxed as gentle hands touched him with familiarity,
fumbling with the tie of the bathrobe.
    "I really am forgiven then?" He raised his head from over the sink and
turned towards her with a smile.
    "Mmm."
    Melissa was a lot shorter than him with dark hair which hung in a braid
down below her waist.  He yelped and backed up against the sink.  Fox was the
same height as him and had hair like a white waterfall.  He was eye to eye with
the pale elven beauty.  The boy's face was relaxed, sleepy and sensual, he was
wearing a skin-tight body stocking and a G-string and was obviously drunk.  The
elf slid his fine white hands about Hasegawa's neck and brought his soft mouth
down towards his throat.  Hasegawa made a desperate attempt to evade the
groping hands and sweet breath.  The boy was exquisite, fragile and delicate -
and shy.  Shit, what the fuck had gotten into the little queen? He squirmed out
of the boy's grasp, Fox stumbled against the sink.
    "Oops!" he righted himself, holding onto the edge.  He turned and crossed
the room towards the object of his lust, his legs gave out and Hasegawa had to
catch him.  "Heh, I'm drunk."
    "So I see," Juzo loaded his voice with disapproval.  The boy cuddled up
against him with a purr of pleasure, the slender hands were reaching for him
again.  Oh god, that felt good.  I...  shit, what was he thinking.  It was Fox
for heavens sake, a child.  He heartily disapproved of Benten's relationship
with the boy.  Fox looked, at the most sixteen, Benten insisted that he was in
his twenties.  That hadn't impressed Juzo, particularly after he discovered
that the legal age of adulthood for elves was thirty five.  Child abuse, he had
declared crisply, The stars are obviously in alignment for child abuse.  Boom.
That had one had really gotten Benten's back up.  Beautiful and arousing as Fox
was, there was no way he was going to give in to those expert fingers.  "Fox,"
he kept his tone gentle. "Now, calm down, child."
    Fox pouted.  "Don't you like me?"
    "Yes, child, of course I like you but I don't like you like that."  He
tried again to free himself from the clinging embrace, the nimble fingers had
reached under the short robe and found his cock.  Oh hell, his body responded
eagerly.  Shit shit shit.  There was an evil giggle from the doorway behind him.
    "Melissa," he managed, through gritted teeth.  "What have you been feeding
the child?" Fox had moulded himself against Juzo and was nibbling at his ear
lobe.  Hasegawa was still having a desperate mental conversation with his
rebellious cock.  Cut it out, it's a child, I don't fuck children.
    "Moi?" She batted her eyelashes at him.  "Why, darling, would I feed little
boy a glass or two of liqueur and tell him how very fond of him his uncle Juzo
is? And he's so... affectionate"
    "Ah, stop that," one of the delicate hands had found him again and Fox
dropped to his knees before him, his intent obvious.  Hasegawa made a heroic
effort and escaped from the bathroom, Melissa followed him.  He lent against
the closed door and could hear Fox stumbling around inside.  He glared at her.
"If he hurt's himself..  Shit, you know he has no head for alcohol."
    Fox had got the door open and stood framed in the doorway.  He'd shed the
G-string and slipped the body-stocking off his shoulders, the outline of his
erection was clear against the fabric.  Melissa hid her smirk behind her hand.
    "Look's as though he's all warmed up, for you, darting."
    "I'll get you for this," he hissed through gritted teeth.  And where the
hell was Benten, Fox was his damn boyfriend.  On second thoughts, for Benten to
walk in right now, as Fox resumed stalking him, might be a bad idea.  A fatally
bad idea.  "Now then, Fox, why don't we go make you a nice cup of coffee?"
    "But I don't like coffee," Fox pouted.  "I like you, Uncle Juzo. Why don't
you like me?" He half closed his silver eyes and licked his soft lips.  "I've
done this before you know, I like big, tough men."  I bet you do, Hasegawa,
thought, bitterly, abused children could be sexually precocious.  He could kill
Melissa for encouraging the little elf.  He swept the fragile boy into his
arms, Fox giggled and wrapped his arms firmly about Juzo's neck, nibbling at
the tender skin with his perfect white teeth.  He carried the boy through into
his opulent and luxurious bedroom.  "I knew you wanted me," Fox murmured,
happily.  Hasegawa glared over his shoulder at Melissa.
    "Tea," he scowled.  "For god's sake, we've got to get him sobered up before
Benten get's back." He swept though the door into Fox's room.
    Melissa smiled and went into the kitchen to boil the kettle.  The faint
sound of Hasegawa's panicked voice drifted through the apartment, he was still
desperately fending off Fox's amorous advances.  There was the clicking of the
maglock on the front door of the apartment.  Ah, she thought, happily, the
master of the house returns from the hunt.  This should be interesting.  She
poured the water on the tea and reached for the Ameretto bottle.  She waited
for the explosion.  You won't be late home tomorrow, will you Git
Features.........

                                   For Gail, because Git Face deserves it.