Okay... I thought perhaps I should submit another story. I confess
to having a thing for anime females, the delicately drawn cartoon
ladies, most of whom go scantily dressed in their films yet, sadly
enough, very rarely are tickled. Huh. I think there is some taboo
in the culture against open tickling... mores the pity. At any
rate, here's a story or two featuring one of my most favorite
duos, Yuri and Kei, the Lovely Angels... or more commonly called,
the Dirty Pair!!
Oh, and for those of you actually FAMILIAR with the series, I
deal with the ORIGINAL Dirty Pair, not the new, modernized, piece
o' crap anime Sunrise and VAP video are trying to pass off as
D.P.
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The (original) Dirty Pair:
A Ticklish Situation
by J-Dark.
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Part 1: An interesting assignment!)
Kay and Yuri groaned deeply as they read their new orders from Chief Greely.
As the most successful pair of angents for the WWWA (3WA), it was their duty
to forego their planned vacation and stop this newest crisis to threaten the
galaxy. Sun and surf on the pleasure planet of Deneb 9-7 would have to wait.
"It's not fair," Yuri pouted, tossing the message aside in disgust. "We've
put off our vacation plans for close to a year now! Why can't the 3WA pick
someone else for this job? Come on. Why does it always have to be us?"
"It's just one of the drawbacks of being the best, Yuri," Kay replied with a
shake of her head. "Oh well. Let's try and make the most of it. Who are we
looking for this time, a man scientist armed with a cobalt laser? A crazed
psycho with nuclear bombs? Some nutcase trying to ransom an entire planet with
a concentrated can of CCF's, threating to destroy their ozone layer?"
Yuri grimaced, remembering that last case. "God, I hope not. I thought I'd
never get the smell of Flourine out of my clothes. No, this guy seems relatively
tame in comparison. The data says very little about him, only that he's the lead
suspect in a rash of several kidnapping cases, blackmail, and extortion schemes.
His name is listed only as 'Janous'." She handed her partner the full color
photograph of their target.
"Wow," Kay said, whistling. "He's a cutie. A real hunk. Are you sure this is
our guy?"
"'Fraid so," Yuri said with a deep sigh. "Why are all the cute ones always
crazy psychopathic meglomaniacs trying to take over the world?"
Kay shrugged. "I dunno. Must be something in the water."
<hr>
Janous sighed deeply, sitting in front of his computer terminal, ignoring
the steady stream of data scrolling across the screen. Life was good. His
bank account was near to bursting, he dined in the finest resteraunts in
the known universe, and stayed in the finest luxury hotels, The inheritance
from his father's death seven years ago meant that he had no need at all
for money--- it would take five lifetimes to spend his vast fortune. Still,
he occassionally resorted to crime, to stealing, merely for the thrill,
the excitement. Life was boring when you had everything you wanted handed
to you on a silver platter. Scrolling further down the screen, he thought
with pride that he would have had a very lucurative career as a criminal
had he been forced to pursue it full time.
A flash of red on his screen drew his attention, and he clicked on the
display. One of his myriad computer wiretaps had flashed a message, an
important one. A warrant for his arrest had been issued to WWWA! Apparently,
one of the women he had... persuaded to part with her credit cards had
filed a report on him, despite his warnings. Two undercover agents were
en route now to his location at Delta Gamma 3 to investigate and bring him
in. Cross-checking the Agency's personell records, he pulled up pictures
of the two agents on his case.
"Wow," he said, whistling, staring at Kay and Yuri's pictures. "The WWWA has
some very nice looking operatives." He scrolled down their files a bit more,
skimming over the highlights. "Hmmm. Beautiful AND deadly! A nice combination.
So... the Dirty Pair is after me, eh? Perhaps I should give them a little
demonstration of just how I persuade all those lovely attractive women to
part with their money and account numbers." Tapping rapidly on his keyboard,
Janous began the first steps of his plan to capture the Lovely Angels.
<hr>
Landing their ship at the docking port, Kay and Yuri made their way across
the techno-santuary of Delta Gamma 3. The entire station hummed with
activity, everything from the more rustic shops and stores, to the wild
action packed city life of the lower commercial levels, to the wild, neon
glow of the Entertainment Sector on the upper levels. Delta Gamma 3 had
it all, and it catered to the needs of anyone... including a certain
wanted individual.
"Geez, this place is huge," Kay commented, glancing about. "Any ideas on
where to start looking?"
Yuri thought for a moment. "Well, the guy tends to go after attractive,
wealthy young women. The one victim willing to come forward and issue the
warrant said he was a well-dressed man of apparent means. I think we should
head to the more expensive side of town and start searching there."
"Good idea. But first I suggest we do a little shopping." Kay gestured to
her uniform of white, form-fitting spandex, which covered little and left
even less to the imagination. "This is hardly the kind of appareal one wears
when hob-nobbing with snobs."
An hour later, the two Lovely Angels were making their way down Devonshire
Boulevard, dressed in the fanciest clothes their unlimited 3WA credit cards
could buy. Kay sashayed enticingly in her yellow silk dress and matching
yellow pumps, with her bright pink hair styled and teased into a French
curl. Yuri walked beside her, undulating her hips provactively, causing
the translucent strawberry red silk gown she wore to flutter against her
flesh, giving the slightest hint of her covered assets. Her matching red
heels clicked in perfect time with her partner's, and her long blue dyed
hair hung free down her back. They smiled, secretly enjoying the stunned,
wide-eyed, and hungry glances of the men they passed.
"You know, this place isn't so bad after all," Yuri said, brushing aside a
strand of hair. "The natives are definitely friendly. I wouldn't mind asking
one or two of them on a date once this assignment is over."
"Uh, huh," Kay agreed, licking her ruby red lips. One man, a strikingly
handsome man in a tweed pinstripe suit blew her a kiss, and she giggled,
and winked back at him. "I say we spend our vacation here on Delta Gamma.
We can go to Deneb 9-7 next year. Besides, they couldn't POSSIBLY have
cuter guys that this place."
They arrived at their intended target, a posh, trendy resteraunt, the
Silver Feather. Their victim had reported first meeting Janous in the
resteraunt before falling victim to blackmail. The waiter, a tall thin
man with a ling curling mustashe guided them to their seats. "Good evening
ladies," he said in a high nasal voice. "Welcome to the Silver Feather.
Our special today is very fine Roast Duck a la'range, a spicy blend of
herbs and spices added to the orange sauce, blended to perfection. A
favorite among the upper crust of Delta Gamma 3. We also have an
extensive wine list, if you'd like to see."
"How about two large steaks, medium ra--OOOWWWW!" Kay cried as Yuri drove
the heel of her shoe down on her partner's foot.
"She's just kidding, of course," Yuri said quickly, laughing playfully.
"Of course, we'll try the house special. Roast duck, and a side of Caesar
Salad. And to drink..." she paused, thinking, ignoring the daggers Kay's
glance were sending her way. "To drink, a Chateau Brione, '97, if you have
it."
The waiter arched a brow. "But of course, madam," he said proudly. "I
shall return with your order momentarily." He bowed slightly and left.
Kay immediately turned to Yuri, who placed her hands up, placatingly.
"Sorry, sorry," she said, trying to defuse her partner's anger. "We're
supposed to be wealthy socialites, remember? A proper lady of poise and
grace doesn't chow down on a huge slab of beef and a side of french
fries. We have to play our parts, okay?"
"Fine, fine," Kay grumbled, rubbing her sore foot. "But next time,
watch where you're sticking those size thirteens of yours!"
"Ladies," the waiter said, returning, holding out a bottle of Brione 97.
"Here, the '97, compliments of the man in the gray suit over in the
corner. Enjoy."
The girls turned and glanced at their benefactor, and barely contained
their surprise. Janous! "Shit!" Kay swore softly under her breath, keeping
a smile on her face. "Yuri, its him, He's noticed us. What do we do? Has
he made us, or is he just being friendly?"
"How the hell should I know, Kay?" Yuri answered back, a smile frozen
on her face as well. "I guess the only thing we can do for now is to
play along and let him make the first move."
Pouring a glass of wine, Yuri lifted it towards Janous and nodded,
acknowledging the gesture. She then placed the glass to her lips. She
watched Janous watching her, then made a grand show of smiling wider.
"Mmm, good," she said aloud, glancing down at the small silver pendant
hanging from her neck, which she had dipped into the wine glass. The
device read clear, meaning there was no drug or poison in the wine.
Nodding to Kay, she drank for real this time, and Kay followed suit.
<i>All according to plan,</i> Janous thought, smiling to himself.
<hr>
Part 2: Yuri faces the music!)
Several hours later, Kay and Yuri retired back at their hotel for the
night. Yuri yawned sleepily, barely able to keep her eyes open long
enough to make it to her bed. They had followed Janous covertly once
he left the resteraunt, content for the moment just to watch him, and
observe his routine. Finally, around midnight, he retired to his private
suite, in the hotel directly across from theirs. With the pair of high
powered binoculars they were issued from 3WA, they could have stared right
across into his room, and watched his every move.
If they had had the energy.
"Man, I am beat," Kay groaned, stumbling and shuffling her way over to
her bed. "I must be getting old. A day of simple reconnisance never
tired me out this badly before." She grabbed her toothbrush and a
towel. "Ohhhh... I'm going to take a quick shower and brush my teeth.
I only hope I down fall asleep in the tub and drown myself."
"Ugh, I know the feeling," Yuri replied, yawning again. "I'll shower in
the morning. I gotta get some sleep! *yawn* We've seen all we need to see
of Janous' illegal activities. We can bring him in... *yawn* tomorrow
morning." Slipping out of her gown, Yuri crawled into bed. Her eyes closed,
and she was asleep before her head hit the pillow.
When next her eyes opened, she found that she was no longer in her bed,
in her bedroom, or even in her hotel! Glancing about, she saw with a shock
that she had been stripped completely naked, and that she was lashed down
tight, spread-eagled, to a large King-sized bed. Panic set in, and Yuri
began struggling helplessly against her bonds, to no avail. She was caught.
"Ah, I see you're awake."
Yuri glanced sharply to the side, seeing Janous step into view, smirking a
knowing little smirk. She responded with a basilisk-like glare. "I trust
you're quite comfortable... Yuri, is it? Yes... Yuri, and Kay, the 3WA
agents code named the Lovely Angels... but known to the general populous
as the Dirty Pair." Yuri growled, low and deep in her voice at that hated
monikker. Janous chuckled. "Personally, my dear, I think the nickname,
'Lovely Angel' is more fitting. You and your partner here are truly
lovely and angelic. I only wish I'd managed to capture her as well as
you."
"Save your sweet words for someone that gives a damn," Yuri spat, trying
again to break free. "How did you manage to slip into our room, and
bring us both here without either of us waking up? And what do you intend
to do with me? You know we're with 3WA. You might as well let me go and
turn yourself in."
Janous laughed again, shaking his head. "Very amusing, my dear. I only
hope you'll be as amusing later once I show you what's in store. For now,
let me simply say that YOU are the one tied naked to the bed, and I am the
one standing free. Think on that, and ask me again to surrender."
"You won't be so smug once I get out of here!" Yuri growled. "You sick
pervert! I'm gonna rip you a new one when I get my hands on you!"
Her captor sighed, shaking his head. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. That is hardly the
kind of language an ANGEL uses, now is it? If you can't mind your tongue,
I'll have to stifle you." Janous walked away, out of Yuri's line of sight,
only to emerge a few minutes later, with both hands behind his back. "You
know, Yuri," he said conversationally, "I think the WWWA is probably very
curious as to just how I manage to get those access codes and account
numbers from my victims. I bet you're curious about that too. With that
in mind, I intend to show you firsthand just how I convince them to part
with that information."
Yuri glared up at him. "Do your worst! I don't care. I was trained to
resist all kinds of torture in the WWWA! I can take anything you dish
out, Janous! Bring it on!"
Janous chuckled darkly. "Famous last words. I hope you remember later on
that you asked for this." Withdrawing his left hand from behind his back,
he held forth a long, thin, silver-gray feather. Seeing the look of
disbelief on his captive's eyes, he explained. "This is the instrument
of your destruction, my dear. A simple feather. You'd be amazed at how
a little... 'gentle persuasion' on a person's very sensitive areas can
get a person to agree to almost anything." Smirking, he lowered the
tip of the feather right down along Yuri's bare arch. Yuri, never
having been tickled before, frowned, trying to understand what the
big deal was.
"You must be joking," she said, staring down as the feather made contact
with her bare white sole. "No way you can blackmail someone with just a
couple of feath---EEEPP!! AHHH!! What the FUC---hehehehehehehehahahahaha
hahahahaa... no... noooo... stop that! Hehehehehe... eeeee! eeee hahahaha
hahahahahah!! That tickles!! Stop it stop it stop it! Hahahahahahaa!"
Yuri bucked hard in her restraints, straining to bend her knee and pull
her vulnerable foot away from the feather's ticklish caress. Unfortunately
the restraints held firm, and Yuri could only giggle and writhe helplessly
as her foot became more and more sensitive. Her steady stream of giggles
became full blown hysterical laughter when the fluffy frond of the feather
made its way between her long elegant toes, teasing the ticklish flesh
in between.
"EEEEEEEEEEKKKK!!" Yuri screamed, clenching her toes into tiny scarlet-
tipped vices, holding tight to the invader, desperate to keep it from
tickling her ultra-sensitive flesh between and under her toes. The
tickling stopped for just a moment, and then to Yuri's dismay, Janous
removed his OTHER hand from his back, revealing a handful of the
silver feathers.
"Oh no! No! NO! Oh, Gawwdd nooo!! Please, not that, not more feathers!
Teeheeheeheeheehheeee!" Yuri babbled helplessly as the remaining feathers
began stroking and teasing her high, snow-white arch, soft and tender
from being always covered in her stylish leather boots, or fashionable
pumps, almost never seeing the light of day. Her ticklish foot spasmed
horribly as the feathers traced every line and wrinkle along her soft
sole, until, bearig it no longer, her toes unclenched and spread wide,
trying to relieve some of the tickling from her arch.
"Ah, just what I was waiting for," Janous commented, sliding three
more of the feathers between Yuri's now open toes, sawing them back
and forth in a brisk, steady motion. Laughter burst forth from Yuri
once more, loud and unrestrained, her other untouched foot flailing
like mad, kicking and stomping against the mattress, desperate to
cover her poor tortured limb.
Tears ran freely down Yuri's gorgeous face, as she laughed and laughed
her hilarity. She had never known what it felt like to be tickled, but
she was quickly learning. Her pride was shrinking with every forced
giggle and guffaw; the need to beg, to plead, to debase herself in
any way possible to stop the torture of her tender bare foot was
nearly unbearable. When she thought the tickling could get no worse,
she felt the unbelievable sensation of Janous' fingers stroking and
scratching lightly the bottom of her previously untouched right foot
as well, the feathers still circling her left sole, and sawing between
her flexing, spasming toes.
"NNOOOOOHHOOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOOOO!!" she wailed, as the unwanted pleasure
washed through her, shattering her sanity. For the next hour, Yuri's
world descended into a new level of madness known only as TICKLING.
Sweat rolled off her body in rivets, soaking the sheets of the bed as
if it had sprung a leak. Her muscles, which had been spasming in random,
jerky movements from the tickling, gave out, leaving her completely limp.
"Hahahahahahahahaaaa...hahaha... hahahaha... hahhahah... hah hah hah...
*gasp* hahahaha... *wheeze* hahahaha..." Yuri, laughed, breathless, red-
faced, completely overwhelmed by the sensations stemming from her tickle-
tortured tootsies. Darkness loomed before her, the sweet, deeply desired
oblivion of unconsciousness, an escape from the dominating tickle torture,
if only temporarily. Just when it was within her grasp, Janous stopped.
"Uh, uh, uh, Yuri," he admonished. "We don't want you passing out on
us... not just yet." Moving away from her feet, giving the tortured girl
a change to catch her breath, he stood above her sides, gazing down at
her. "Do you see now how I can get people to part with the information
I seek? Right now, I bet you'd probably tell me anything I wanted to know
if I promised to leave your tender little soles alone." He smiled, moving
a finger idly along Yuri's chest, raising goose bumps with each pass,
and causing tittering giggles to issue forth. "Of course, there are more
places to tickle on your hot sexy body than just your FEET," he remarked,
tracing his fingernail up, along the outer curve of Yuri's bare breast.
"Oh... gawd... please... no... more..." Yuri panted anxiously. Her whole
body was now one big nerve ending, ready to explode into ticklish
hilarity at the slightest touch. To her shame, she found herself ready
to tell him ANYTHING he wanted to know: 3WA classified information,
financial account numbers, secret government information, even where she
hid her candy bars from Kay. ANYTHING! Just as long as he stopped
tickling her! Unfortunately, Janous wasn't interested in asking her any
questions.
The tickling fingers stroked and caressed Yuri's soft supple breasts, one
of her best features, but now the doorway to her own demise. As Yuri
giggled and laughed, her nipples began to peak, growing hard and stiff
from the manual manipulation of her beautiful breasts. Yuri, feeling
herself becoming aroused, grew disgusted with herself, at her reaction
to this fiend's torture. I can't be getting off on this! she thought to
herself, fighting the sensations running through her loins. Please, oh
please, God, don't let him notice!
"Hmmm..." Janous mused aloud, increasing his titty-titilation, spiraling
his fingers inward to randomly stroke and rub Yuri's hard pointed nipples.
"It seems like someone is enjoying this. I think you're starting to LIKE
being tickled by me," he said with a devilish grin.
"Nooohohohohohoho... hehehehehehee.. aahahahahaha... you're hahahahahahaa
crazyyyy hehehehehehehehe hahahahahahaha," Yuri babbled, as her thighs
became slick and wet from his trickling juices. As incredible as it seemed,
she really WAS getting off on being tickled this way. Damn, she thought
dimly, I have always been a bit on the kinky side when it comes to sex,
but tickling? What the hell is going on with me?
Janous wouldn't let the subject drop. Moving away from her breasts and
back to her underarms, he asked again. "Tell me, Yuri, are you getting
aroused of not? If you tell me the truth, I'll tickle you a little more.
But if you don't," he said chuckling, holding up a large handful of
feathers, "I'll tickler you a *LOT* more."
The renewed tickling under her arms and the threat of even more tickling
if she refused to talk broke her. "OKAY OKAY! I CONFESS!! I LIKE IT!"
she yelled, straining again to pull her ticklish pits away from Janous'
fingers. "I don't know... hehehehehahahahaha... hooooww come... I can't
STAND it... hahahahahahahaa... but it's making me horrrnyyyy!! Ahahaha
hahahahahahahahaha... please please no more! I can't take it!! Hahaha
hahahahahahahaha..."
Janous smiled widely, removing his hands from her underarms. Yuri
sighed in relief, gasping thick deep breaths of air despite the
giggling that still trickled forth from her lips. She felt worn out
and weak as a kitten... but suddenly very horny. Without the tickling
to distract her, she felt her body's deeply-seeded need. If her hands
had been free they would have... well, they would have went around
Janous' neck, strangling him!! But afterwards, they would have gone
straight between her legs, to give her the blessed relief she desired.
"And now, for the 'Piece de resistance'!" Janous crowed, moving back
down to Yuri's feet once more. Yuri cringed inwardly, knowing and
dreading what was coming. She needed to cum, needed a release to the
unbearable sexual tension she was feeling, but more than that, she
needed to escape another torturous tickling session! Her toes curled
tight in expectation for what was to come, but when the sensation
hit, it was unlike anything she had expected.
"GGGUUUUAAAHHHHH!!" Yuri expelled, eyes opening wide in shock and
surprise as Janous sucked greedily on all five of the toes of her left
foot. A dreadful tickle surged its way up from her ticklish toes, the
sensation completely overwhelming, but so deeply sensual that her mind
and body couldn't decide whether it was good or bad. Yuri's mouth and
eyes remained open, as deep passionate moans mixed with tittering
giggles. Each deep slurp and lick of his tongue between and under her
soft slender toes felt echoed between her thighs, on her twitching,
pulsing clitty. Janous' tongue burrowed its way between her second and
third toe, tickle-licking the extremely soft pale flesh between, and
Yuri absolutely lost it.
"AAAHHHHHHHHIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE!!!" the blue-haired agent screamed, her
back arching into a painfully tight bow as she orgasmed harder than
she had ever experienced before in her life. Each lick between her
flexing toes, each deep hard suck on her long slender digits, each
teasing tickling sensation along her bare foot propelled her higher
and deeper into the jaws of pure blissful ectascy. Yuri began
pounding her soft white buns into the mattress, humping the air as
her climax continued unabated, laughing and giggling like a madwoman
while her sweet juices flowed freely.
She came again and again, several times over the next few minutes,
and all the while Janous sucked and licked her toes, and gently
scribbled his nails along her soft tender soles. Yuri was in the
seventh level of Hell, and the ninth gate of Heaven. When Janous
slid his free hand between her wide-spread, glistening wet thighs,
and tickled her exposed throbbing clit, Yuri let out one last
groan, crossed her eyes, and passed out cold...
<hr>
Part 3: All's well that ends well!)
"Yuri? Hey Yuri, are you alright?"
A soft deep groaned escaped her lips as Yuri opened her eyes. Her
body felt trashed, and urge to giggle incessantly remained even
though the tickling had long ago ended. Her eyes focused, as did her
mind, and she realized with a start where she was and who had just
called her name.
"Kay?" Yuri said, sitting up. A wave of dizziness struck her, and she
nearly swoon, but regrouped when she saw her partner's anxious look.
"I'm okay. Really. Just tired." She glanced around, seeing she was
still in Janous' bedroom, in his hotel room. "WHat happened? How did
you find me? And... what happened to Janous? Where is that scoundrel?
Wait till I get my hands on him!!!"
"Glad to see you're alright," Kay quipped, tossing her nakes partner
her 3WA uniform and her hand blaster. "I'll fill you in later. For
now, get dressed and hurry! Janous escaped when I burst into the room.
He's no doubt making a break for it. He has a ship waiting down at
the space dock, so we have to cut him off before he reaches it and
gets away!"
Yuri nodded, dressing quickly, her resolve and desire to get her
revenge on the one who had tortured her giving her strength. Sliding
on her boots, ignoring the lingering sensation, and the memory of his
luscious warm lips on her toes... she leaped to her feet. Running
behind Kay, she asked again.
"So, how DID you manage to find me? And what happened to you, anyway?
Last thing I remembered, we were going to bed after a hard and
exhausting day following this guy around. Next thing I know, I
wake up tied to his bed! How in the world did he sneak into our
room and grab me?"
"Actually, he didn't," Kay replied, jumping down the last flight of
stairs, running headlong out of the hotel, past the hired goons
lying motionless on the floor... victims of Kay's 'agressive'
method of storming the hotel to free her partner. "I fell asleep in
the shower, just like I had said," she explained. "When the water
turned cold, I came to. I saw you were gone from the bed, but the
doors and windows were locked, and hadn't heard anyone enter. So,
I checked the computer files. Turns out, one of Janous' pet projects
is a prototype matter-energy transporter, you know, like on those
old Star Trek episodes. His ship has a working model installed. I
guess he beamed you up from your bed, to his ship, and then
beamed you from there to his hotel room."
Yuri gasped. She felt herself, making sure everything was where it
was supposed to be, then sighed in relief. "That creep! I'm really
going to kick his ass when we catch up to him!"
"Damn! Too late!" Kay exclaimed, pulling to a stop next to the port
as a huge golden ship slowly lifted into the air. "That's him! He's
about to escape!"
Yuri's eyes narrowed. "Not if I have anything to say about it."
She moved, grabbing the portable bazooka cannon from across Kay's
back, armed it, and took aim. Kay, wild-eyed, took a step back.
"YURI! Are you CRAZY?" she asked. "You can't fire that thing in
here, in the space dock! If you miss and hit the glass dome, we'll
all be tossed out into space!"
Unheedingly, Yuri opened fire, launching a shell up at the retreating
ship. The ship, clearing the main entrance, activated its engines,
preparing to enter the airlock and leave the station. Just as the
airlock opened, the shell hit, striking the ship in the portside
engine.
Onboard, Janous let out a yelp. "What the hell was that?" Checking
his scaners, he saw two familiar faces down below, firing at him.
"What? Are you CRAZY? You can't fire that thing in here! You'll crack
the dome!!!" Piloting the ship forward, he swept through the airlock
quickly, just as a second shell exploded near his port engine. Then
he was through the airlock, and free of the dome, heading for deep
space.
"HAH!" he crowed triumphantly. "So much for the famed Dirty Pair!
Looks like you're not as good as you think you are. Hahahahahaha!"
Grabbing his controls, he plotted his course for the next available
space station, and activated his hyper jets.
The red warning lights came on just before the shuddering began.
Janous had just enough time to ask, "what", before his ship exploded
in a fiery ball of metal and smoke.
Yuri smiled, lowering the bazooka. "See? No problem. The bad guy is
toast, and the station is completely unharmed. Mission accomplished."
Kay shook her head, backing away, moving quickly towards the hangar
doors. "I wouldn't say COMPLETELY unharmed, Yuri! The debris from
the explosion... it's heading this way! RUN FOR IT!!"
"Huh?" Yuri asked, looking up. A shower of flaming metal rained down
towards them, the pieces of Janous' spaceship, flying freely like
shrapnel from a grenade. Following behind Kay, Yuri quickly leaped
through the hangar doors, as the automated system activated, closing
heavy steel bulkheads to protect the hangar. A loud crack sounded
from inside the now sealed area, and Yuri and Kay shuddered as
the entire station was rocked from an implosion in the space dock.
When the shaking finally stopped, Yuri opened her eyes to find
several of the space port authorities standing before them, all
angry and grim faced. She gave them a wan smile, looking embarrassed.
"Oops," she said softly, getting to her feet. "Sorry. My bad."
<hr>
Chief Greely stood at his desk, glaring, the veins in his forehead
throbbing vigorously. He clenched the latest damage estimate to the
Delta Gamma 3 station in his hand so tightly the paper held an
imprint of his palm. He turned from Kay, to Yuri, back to Kay again,
scowling. Finally, he slammed his fists down hard against the desk,
causing both girls to jump.
"Two hundred and eighty BILLION dollars?!?" he screamed, gesturing
with the crumpled papers in his fists. "Damage to the space port
facility, the hangar sections--- not to mention the repair costs of
the ships docked in that hangar when it exploded! The entire station
sustained minor damages in the shock quake that followed! Two hundred
and eight billion dollars worth of damage!"
"Well, uhm, Chief," Yuri said sheepishly, "at least its less than the
amount for our LAST mission."
"IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MAKE ME FEEL BETTER?!?" Greely yelled, making
the blue-haired agent shrink back again. Sighing, rubbing his temples,
Greely sat back down in his chair. "Well," he said eventually, a bit
calmer, "you DID stop Janous from blackmailing anyone ever again, so
I suppose that's something. The folks upstairs consider it a small
trade off to rid the galaxy of this dispicable menace. We seized a
major portion of Janous' assets for his involvement in this criminal
investigation, so they see it as coming out ahead." Reaching from
inside his desk, the Chief tossed Yuri and Kay a pair of tickets.
"Chief? What's this?" Kay asked.
"Spaceline tickets," he commented dryly. "As of now, you two are on
two weeks paid vacation. Hell, make it three weeks. Maybe by then, my
migraine headache will have disappeared."
Yuri and Kay laughed, dancing around. "Yes! Three weeks vacation!
Thanks, Chief! This is a nice reward for a job well done."
"Well, I personally wouldn't say it was 'well done'," Greely mused,
"though Janous certainly ended up that way. Still, you girls did well
in a very ticklish situation."
Yuri shuddered slightly in memory. "Chief Greely," she said, turning
to the door, "you have NO idea."
((END.))
to having a thing for anime females, the delicately drawn cartoon
ladies, most of whom go scantily dressed in their films yet, sadly
enough, very rarely are tickled. Huh. I think there is some taboo
in the culture against open tickling... mores the pity. At any
rate, here's a story or two featuring one of my most favorite
duos, Yuri and Kei, the Lovely Angels... or more commonly called,
the Dirty Pair!!
Oh, and for those of you actually FAMILIAR with the series, I
deal with the ORIGINAL Dirty Pair, not the new, modernized, piece
o' crap anime Sunrise and VAP video are trying to pass off as
D.P.
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The (original) Dirty Pair:
A Ticklish Situation
by J-Dark.
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Part 1: An interesting assignment!)
Kay and Yuri groaned deeply as they read their new orders from Chief Greely.
As the most successful pair of angents for the WWWA (3WA), it was their duty
to forego their planned vacation and stop this newest crisis to threaten the
galaxy. Sun and surf on the pleasure planet of Deneb 9-7 would have to wait.
"It's not fair," Yuri pouted, tossing the message aside in disgust. "We've
put off our vacation plans for close to a year now! Why can't the 3WA pick
someone else for this job? Come on. Why does it always have to be us?"
"It's just one of the drawbacks of being the best, Yuri," Kay replied with a
shake of her head. "Oh well. Let's try and make the most of it. Who are we
looking for this time, a man scientist armed with a cobalt laser? A crazed
psycho with nuclear bombs? Some nutcase trying to ransom an entire planet with
a concentrated can of CCF's, threating to destroy their ozone layer?"
Yuri grimaced, remembering that last case. "God, I hope not. I thought I'd
never get the smell of Flourine out of my clothes. No, this guy seems relatively
tame in comparison. The data says very little about him, only that he's the lead
suspect in a rash of several kidnapping cases, blackmail, and extortion schemes.
His name is listed only as 'Janous'." She handed her partner the full color
photograph of their target.
"Wow," Kay said, whistling. "He's a cutie. A real hunk. Are you sure this is
our guy?"
"'Fraid so," Yuri said with a deep sigh. "Why are all the cute ones always
crazy psychopathic meglomaniacs trying to take over the world?"
Kay shrugged. "I dunno. Must be something in the water."
<hr>
Janous sighed deeply, sitting in front of his computer terminal, ignoring
the steady stream of data scrolling across the screen. Life was good. His
bank account was near to bursting, he dined in the finest resteraunts in
the known universe, and stayed in the finest luxury hotels, The inheritance
from his father's death seven years ago meant that he had no need at all
for money--- it would take five lifetimes to spend his vast fortune. Still,
he occassionally resorted to crime, to stealing, merely for the thrill,
the excitement. Life was boring when you had everything you wanted handed
to you on a silver platter. Scrolling further down the screen, he thought
with pride that he would have had a very lucurative career as a criminal
had he been forced to pursue it full time.
A flash of red on his screen drew his attention, and he clicked on the
display. One of his myriad computer wiretaps had flashed a message, an
important one. A warrant for his arrest had been issued to WWWA! Apparently,
one of the women he had... persuaded to part with her credit cards had
filed a report on him, despite his warnings. Two undercover agents were
en route now to his location at Delta Gamma 3 to investigate and bring him
in. Cross-checking the Agency's personell records, he pulled up pictures
of the two agents on his case.
"Wow," he said, whistling, staring at Kay and Yuri's pictures. "The WWWA has
some very nice looking operatives." He scrolled down their files a bit more,
skimming over the highlights. "Hmmm. Beautiful AND deadly! A nice combination.
So... the Dirty Pair is after me, eh? Perhaps I should give them a little
demonstration of just how I persuade all those lovely attractive women to
part with their money and account numbers." Tapping rapidly on his keyboard,
Janous began the first steps of his plan to capture the Lovely Angels.
<hr>
Landing their ship at the docking port, Kay and Yuri made their way across
the techno-santuary of Delta Gamma 3. The entire station hummed with
activity, everything from the more rustic shops and stores, to the wild
action packed city life of the lower commercial levels, to the wild, neon
glow of the Entertainment Sector on the upper levels. Delta Gamma 3 had
it all, and it catered to the needs of anyone... including a certain
wanted individual.
"Geez, this place is huge," Kay commented, glancing about. "Any ideas on
where to start looking?"
Yuri thought for a moment. "Well, the guy tends to go after attractive,
wealthy young women. The one victim willing to come forward and issue the
warrant said he was a well-dressed man of apparent means. I think we should
head to the more expensive side of town and start searching there."
"Good idea. But first I suggest we do a little shopping." Kay gestured to
her uniform of white, form-fitting spandex, which covered little and left
even less to the imagination. "This is hardly the kind of appareal one wears
when hob-nobbing with snobs."
An hour later, the two Lovely Angels were making their way down Devonshire
Boulevard, dressed in the fanciest clothes their unlimited 3WA credit cards
could buy. Kay sashayed enticingly in her yellow silk dress and matching
yellow pumps, with her bright pink hair styled and teased into a French
curl. Yuri walked beside her, undulating her hips provactively, causing
the translucent strawberry red silk gown she wore to flutter against her
flesh, giving the slightest hint of her covered assets. Her matching red
heels clicked in perfect time with her partner's, and her long blue dyed
hair hung free down her back. They smiled, secretly enjoying the stunned,
wide-eyed, and hungry glances of the men they passed.
"You know, this place isn't so bad after all," Yuri said, brushing aside a
strand of hair. "The natives are definitely friendly. I wouldn't mind asking
one or two of them on a date once this assignment is over."
"Uh, huh," Kay agreed, licking her ruby red lips. One man, a strikingly
handsome man in a tweed pinstripe suit blew her a kiss, and she giggled,
and winked back at him. "I say we spend our vacation here on Delta Gamma.
We can go to Deneb 9-7 next year. Besides, they couldn't POSSIBLY have
cuter guys that this place."
They arrived at their intended target, a posh, trendy resteraunt, the
Silver Feather. Their victim had reported first meeting Janous in the
resteraunt before falling victim to blackmail. The waiter, a tall thin
man with a ling curling mustashe guided them to their seats. "Good evening
ladies," he said in a high nasal voice. "Welcome to the Silver Feather.
Our special today is very fine Roast Duck a la'range, a spicy blend of
herbs and spices added to the orange sauce, blended to perfection. A
favorite among the upper crust of Delta Gamma 3. We also have an
extensive wine list, if you'd like to see."
"How about two large steaks, medium ra--OOOWWWW!" Kay cried as Yuri drove
the heel of her shoe down on her partner's foot.
"She's just kidding, of course," Yuri said quickly, laughing playfully.
"Of course, we'll try the house special. Roast duck, and a side of Caesar
Salad. And to drink..." she paused, thinking, ignoring the daggers Kay's
glance were sending her way. "To drink, a Chateau Brione, '97, if you have
it."
The waiter arched a brow. "But of course, madam," he said proudly. "I
shall return with your order momentarily." He bowed slightly and left.
Kay immediately turned to Yuri, who placed her hands up, placatingly.
"Sorry, sorry," she said, trying to defuse her partner's anger. "We're
supposed to be wealthy socialites, remember? A proper lady of poise and
grace doesn't chow down on a huge slab of beef and a side of french
fries. We have to play our parts, okay?"
"Fine, fine," Kay grumbled, rubbing her sore foot. "But next time,
watch where you're sticking those size thirteens of yours!"
"Ladies," the waiter said, returning, holding out a bottle of Brione 97.
"Here, the '97, compliments of the man in the gray suit over in the
corner. Enjoy."
The girls turned and glanced at their benefactor, and barely contained
their surprise. Janous! "Shit!" Kay swore softly under her breath, keeping
a smile on her face. "Yuri, its him, He's noticed us. What do we do? Has
he made us, or is he just being friendly?"
"How the hell should I know, Kay?" Yuri answered back, a smile frozen
on her face as well. "I guess the only thing we can do for now is to
play along and let him make the first move."
Pouring a glass of wine, Yuri lifted it towards Janous and nodded,
acknowledging the gesture. She then placed the glass to her lips. She
watched Janous watching her, then made a grand show of smiling wider.
"Mmm, good," she said aloud, glancing down at the small silver pendant
hanging from her neck, which she had dipped into the wine glass. The
device read clear, meaning there was no drug or poison in the wine.
Nodding to Kay, she drank for real this time, and Kay followed suit.
<i>All according to plan,</i> Janous thought, smiling to himself.
<hr>
Part 2: Yuri faces the music!)
Several hours later, Kay and Yuri retired back at their hotel for the
night. Yuri yawned sleepily, barely able to keep her eyes open long
enough to make it to her bed. They had followed Janous covertly once
he left the resteraunt, content for the moment just to watch him, and
observe his routine. Finally, around midnight, he retired to his private
suite, in the hotel directly across from theirs. With the pair of high
powered binoculars they were issued from 3WA, they could have stared right
across into his room, and watched his every move.
If they had had the energy.
"Man, I am beat," Kay groaned, stumbling and shuffling her way over to
her bed. "I must be getting old. A day of simple reconnisance never
tired me out this badly before." She grabbed her toothbrush and a
towel. "Ohhhh... I'm going to take a quick shower and brush my teeth.
I only hope I down fall asleep in the tub and drown myself."
"Ugh, I know the feeling," Yuri replied, yawning again. "I'll shower in
the morning. I gotta get some sleep! *yawn* We've seen all we need to see
of Janous' illegal activities. We can bring him in... *yawn* tomorrow
morning." Slipping out of her gown, Yuri crawled into bed. Her eyes closed,
and she was asleep before her head hit the pillow.
When next her eyes opened, she found that she was no longer in her bed,
in her bedroom, or even in her hotel! Glancing about, she saw with a shock
that she had been stripped completely naked, and that she was lashed down
tight, spread-eagled, to a large King-sized bed. Panic set in, and Yuri
began struggling helplessly against her bonds, to no avail. She was caught.
"Ah, I see you're awake."
Yuri glanced sharply to the side, seeing Janous step into view, smirking a
knowing little smirk. She responded with a basilisk-like glare. "I trust
you're quite comfortable... Yuri, is it? Yes... Yuri, and Kay, the 3WA
agents code named the Lovely Angels... but known to the general populous
as the Dirty Pair." Yuri growled, low and deep in her voice at that hated
monikker. Janous chuckled. "Personally, my dear, I think the nickname,
'Lovely Angel' is more fitting. You and your partner here are truly
lovely and angelic. I only wish I'd managed to capture her as well as
you."
"Save your sweet words for someone that gives a damn," Yuri spat, trying
again to break free. "How did you manage to slip into our room, and
bring us both here without either of us waking up? And what do you intend
to do with me? You know we're with 3WA. You might as well let me go and
turn yourself in."
Janous laughed again, shaking his head. "Very amusing, my dear. I only
hope you'll be as amusing later once I show you what's in store. For now,
let me simply say that YOU are the one tied naked to the bed, and I am the
one standing free. Think on that, and ask me again to surrender."
"You won't be so smug once I get out of here!" Yuri growled. "You sick
pervert! I'm gonna rip you a new one when I get my hands on you!"
Her captor sighed, shaking his head. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. That is hardly the
kind of language an ANGEL uses, now is it? If you can't mind your tongue,
I'll have to stifle you." Janous walked away, out of Yuri's line of sight,
only to emerge a few minutes later, with both hands behind his back. "You
know, Yuri," he said conversationally, "I think the WWWA is probably very
curious as to just how I manage to get those access codes and account
numbers from my victims. I bet you're curious about that too. With that
in mind, I intend to show you firsthand just how I convince them to part
with that information."
Yuri glared up at him. "Do your worst! I don't care. I was trained to
resist all kinds of torture in the WWWA! I can take anything you dish
out, Janous! Bring it on!"
Janous chuckled darkly. "Famous last words. I hope you remember later on
that you asked for this." Withdrawing his left hand from behind his back,
he held forth a long, thin, silver-gray feather. Seeing the look of
disbelief on his captive's eyes, he explained. "This is the instrument
of your destruction, my dear. A simple feather. You'd be amazed at how
a little... 'gentle persuasion' on a person's very sensitive areas can
get a person to agree to almost anything." Smirking, he lowered the
tip of the feather right down along Yuri's bare arch. Yuri, never
having been tickled before, frowned, trying to understand what the
big deal was.
"You must be joking," she said, staring down as the feather made contact
with her bare white sole. "No way you can blackmail someone with just a
couple of feath---EEEPP!! AHHH!! What the FUC---hehehehehehehehahahahaha
hahahahaa... no... noooo... stop that! Hehehehehe... eeeee! eeee hahahaha
hahahahahah!! That tickles!! Stop it stop it stop it! Hahahahahahaa!"
Yuri bucked hard in her restraints, straining to bend her knee and pull
her vulnerable foot away from the feather's ticklish caress. Unfortunately
the restraints held firm, and Yuri could only giggle and writhe helplessly
as her foot became more and more sensitive. Her steady stream of giggles
became full blown hysterical laughter when the fluffy frond of the feather
made its way between her long elegant toes, teasing the ticklish flesh
in between.
"EEEEEEEEEEKKKK!!" Yuri screamed, clenching her toes into tiny scarlet-
tipped vices, holding tight to the invader, desperate to keep it from
tickling her ultra-sensitive flesh between and under her toes. The
tickling stopped for just a moment, and then to Yuri's dismay, Janous
removed his OTHER hand from his back, revealing a handful of the
silver feathers.
"Oh no! No! NO! Oh, Gawwdd nooo!! Please, not that, not more feathers!
Teeheeheeheeheehheeee!" Yuri babbled helplessly as the remaining feathers
began stroking and teasing her high, snow-white arch, soft and tender
from being always covered in her stylish leather boots, or fashionable
pumps, almost never seeing the light of day. Her ticklish foot spasmed
horribly as the feathers traced every line and wrinkle along her soft
sole, until, bearig it no longer, her toes unclenched and spread wide,
trying to relieve some of the tickling from her arch.
"Ah, just what I was waiting for," Janous commented, sliding three
more of the feathers between Yuri's now open toes, sawing them back
and forth in a brisk, steady motion. Laughter burst forth from Yuri
once more, loud and unrestrained, her other untouched foot flailing
like mad, kicking and stomping against the mattress, desperate to
cover her poor tortured limb.
Tears ran freely down Yuri's gorgeous face, as she laughed and laughed
her hilarity. She had never known what it felt like to be tickled, but
she was quickly learning. Her pride was shrinking with every forced
giggle and guffaw; the need to beg, to plead, to debase herself in
any way possible to stop the torture of her tender bare foot was
nearly unbearable. When she thought the tickling could get no worse,
she felt the unbelievable sensation of Janous' fingers stroking and
scratching lightly the bottom of her previously untouched right foot
as well, the feathers still circling her left sole, and sawing between
her flexing, spasming toes.
"NNOOOOOHHOOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOOOO!!" she wailed, as the unwanted pleasure
washed through her, shattering her sanity. For the next hour, Yuri's
world descended into a new level of madness known only as TICKLING.
Sweat rolled off her body in rivets, soaking the sheets of the bed as
if it had sprung a leak. Her muscles, which had been spasming in random,
jerky movements from the tickling, gave out, leaving her completely limp.
"Hahahahahahahahaaaa...hahaha... hahahaha... hahhahah... hah hah hah...
*gasp* hahahaha... *wheeze* hahahaha..." Yuri, laughed, breathless, red-
faced, completely overwhelmed by the sensations stemming from her tickle-
tortured tootsies. Darkness loomed before her, the sweet, deeply desired
oblivion of unconsciousness, an escape from the dominating tickle torture,
if only temporarily. Just when it was within her grasp, Janous stopped.
"Uh, uh, uh, Yuri," he admonished. "We don't want you passing out on
us... not just yet." Moving away from her feet, giving the tortured girl
a change to catch her breath, he stood above her sides, gazing down at
her. "Do you see now how I can get people to part with the information
I seek? Right now, I bet you'd probably tell me anything I wanted to know
if I promised to leave your tender little soles alone." He smiled, moving
a finger idly along Yuri's chest, raising goose bumps with each pass,
and causing tittering giggles to issue forth. "Of course, there are more
places to tickle on your hot sexy body than just your FEET," he remarked,
tracing his fingernail up, along the outer curve of Yuri's bare breast.
"Oh... gawd... please... no... more..." Yuri panted anxiously. Her whole
body was now one big nerve ending, ready to explode into ticklish
hilarity at the slightest touch. To her shame, she found herself ready
to tell him ANYTHING he wanted to know: 3WA classified information,
financial account numbers, secret government information, even where she
hid her candy bars from Kay. ANYTHING! Just as long as he stopped
tickling her! Unfortunately, Janous wasn't interested in asking her any
questions.
The tickling fingers stroked and caressed Yuri's soft supple breasts, one
of her best features, but now the doorway to her own demise. As Yuri
giggled and laughed, her nipples began to peak, growing hard and stiff
from the manual manipulation of her beautiful breasts. Yuri, feeling
herself becoming aroused, grew disgusted with herself, at her reaction
to this fiend's torture. I can't be getting off on this! she thought to
herself, fighting the sensations running through her loins. Please, oh
please, God, don't let him notice!
"Hmmm..." Janous mused aloud, increasing his titty-titilation, spiraling
his fingers inward to randomly stroke and rub Yuri's hard pointed nipples.
"It seems like someone is enjoying this. I think you're starting to LIKE
being tickled by me," he said with a devilish grin.
"Nooohohohohohoho... hehehehehehee.. aahahahahaha... you're hahahahahahaa
crazyyyy hehehehehehehehe hahahahahahaha," Yuri babbled, as her thighs
became slick and wet from his trickling juices. As incredible as it seemed,
she really WAS getting off on being tickled this way. Damn, she thought
dimly, I have always been a bit on the kinky side when it comes to sex,
but tickling? What the hell is going on with me?
Janous wouldn't let the subject drop. Moving away from her breasts and
back to her underarms, he asked again. "Tell me, Yuri, are you getting
aroused of not? If you tell me the truth, I'll tickle you a little more.
But if you don't," he said chuckling, holding up a large handful of
feathers, "I'll tickler you a *LOT* more."
The renewed tickling under her arms and the threat of even more tickling
if she refused to talk broke her. "OKAY OKAY! I CONFESS!! I LIKE IT!"
she yelled, straining again to pull her ticklish pits away from Janous'
fingers. "I don't know... hehehehehahahahaha... hooooww come... I can't
STAND it... hahahahahahahaa... but it's making me horrrnyyyy!! Ahahaha
hahahahahahahahaha... please please no more! I can't take it!! Hahaha
hahahahahahahaha..."
Janous smiled widely, removing his hands from her underarms. Yuri
sighed in relief, gasping thick deep breaths of air despite the
giggling that still trickled forth from her lips. She felt worn out
and weak as a kitten... but suddenly very horny. Without the tickling
to distract her, she felt her body's deeply-seeded need. If her hands
had been free they would have... well, they would have went around
Janous' neck, strangling him!! But afterwards, they would have gone
straight between her legs, to give her the blessed relief she desired.
"And now, for the 'Piece de resistance'!" Janous crowed, moving back
down to Yuri's feet once more. Yuri cringed inwardly, knowing and
dreading what was coming. She needed to cum, needed a release to the
unbearable sexual tension she was feeling, but more than that, she
needed to escape another torturous tickling session! Her toes curled
tight in expectation for what was to come, but when the sensation
hit, it was unlike anything she had expected.
"GGGUUUUAAAHHHHH!!" Yuri expelled, eyes opening wide in shock and
surprise as Janous sucked greedily on all five of the toes of her left
foot. A dreadful tickle surged its way up from her ticklish toes, the
sensation completely overwhelming, but so deeply sensual that her mind
and body couldn't decide whether it was good or bad. Yuri's mouth and
eyes remained open, as deep passionate moans mixed with tittering
giggles. Each deep slurp and lick of his tongue between and under her
soft slender toes felt echoed between her thighs, on her twitching,
pulsing clitty. Janous' tongue burrowed its way between her second and
third toe, tickle-licking the extremely soft pale flesh between, and
Yuri absolutely lost it.
"AAAHHHHHHHHIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE!!!" the blue-haired agent screamed, her
back arching into a painfully tight bow as she orgasmed harder than
she had ever experienced before in her life. Each lick between her
flexing toes, each deep hard suck on her long slender digits, each
teasing tickling sensation along her bare foot propelled her higher
and deeper into the jaws of pure blissful ectascy. Yuri began
pounding her soft white buns into the mattress, humping the air as
her climax continued unabated, laughing and giggling like a madwoman
while her sweet juices flowed freely.
She came again and again, several times over the next few minutes,
and all the while Janous sucked and licked her toes, and gently
scribbled his nails along her soft tender soles. Yuri was in the
seventh level of Hell, and the ninth gate of Heaven. When Janous
slid his free hand between her wide-spread, glistening wet thighs,
and tickled her exposed throbbing clit, Yuri let out one last
groan, crossed her eyes, and passed out cold...
<hr>
Part 3: All's well that ends well!)
"Yuri? Hey Yuri, are you alright?"
A soft deep groaned escaped her lips as Yuri opened her eyes. Her
body felt trashed, and urge to giggle incessantly remained even
though the tickling had long ago ended. Her eyes focused, as did her
mind, and she realized with a start where she was and who had just
called her name.
"Kay?" Yuri said, sitting up. A wave of dizziness struck her, and she
nearly swoon, but regrouped when she saw her partner's anxious look.
"I'm okay. Really. Just tired." She glanced around, seeing she was
still in Janous' bedroom, in his hotel room. "WHat happened? How did
you find me? And... what happened to Janous? Where is that scoundrel?
Wait till I get my hands on him!!!"
"Glad to see you're alright," Kay quipped, tossing her nakes partner
her 3WA uniform and her hand blaster. "I'll fill you in later. For
now, get dressed and hurry! Janous escaped when I burst into the room.
He's no doubt making a break for it. He has a ship waiting down at
the space dock, so we have to cut him off before he reaches it and
gets away!"
Yuri nodded, dressing quickly, her resolve and desire to get her
revenge on the one who had tortured her giving her strength. Sliding
on her boots, ignoring the lingering sensation, and the memory of his
luscious warm lips on her toes... she leaped to her feet. Running
behind Kay, she asked again.
"So, how DID you manage to find me? And what happened to you, anyway?
Last thing I remembered, we were going to bed after a hard and
exhausting day following this guy around. Next thing I know, I
wake up tied to his bed! How in the world did he sneak into our
room and grab me?"
"Actually, he didn't," Kay replied, jumping down the last flight of
stairs, running headlong out of the hotel, past the hired goons
lying motionless on the floor... victims of Kay's 'agressive'
method of storming the hotel to free her partner. "I fell asleep in
the shower, just like I had said," she explained. "When the water
turned cold, I came to. I saw you were gone from the bed, but the
doors and windows were locked, and hadn't heard anyone enter. So,
I checked the computer files. Turns out, one of Janous' pet projects
is a prototype matter-energy transporter, you know, like on those
old Star Trek episodes. His ship has a working model installed. I
guess he beamed you up from your bed, to his ship, and then
beamed you from there to his hotel room."
Yuri gasped. She felt herself, making sure everything was where it
was supposed to be, then sighed in relief. "That creep! I'm really
going to kick his ass when we catch up to him!"
"Damn! Too late!" Kay exclaimed, pulling to a stop next to the port
as a huge golden ship slowly lifted into the air. "That's him! He's
about to escape!"
Yuri's eyes narrowed. "Not if I have anything to say about it."
She moved, grabbing the portable bazooka cannon from across Kay's
back, armed it, and took aim. Kay, wild-eyed, took a step back.
"YURI! Are you CRAZY?" she asked. "You can't fire that thing in
here, in the space dock! If you miss and hit the glass dome, we'll
all be tossed out into space!"
Unheedingly, Yuri opened fire, launching a shell up at the retreating
ship. The ship, clearing the main entrance, activated its engines,
preparing to enter the airlock and leave the station. Just as the
airlock opened, the shell hit, striking the ship in the portside
engine.
Onboard, Janous let out a yelp. "What the hell was that?" Checking
his scaners, he saw two familiar faces down below, firing at him.
"What? Are you CRAZY? You can't fire that thing in here! You'll crack
the dome!!!" Piloting the ship forward, he swept through the airlock
quickly, just as a second shell exploded near his port engine. Then
he was through the airlock, and free of the dome, heading for deep
space.
"HAH!" he crowed triumphantly. "So much for the famed Dirty Pair!
Looks like you're not as good as you think you are. Hahahahahaha!"
Grabbing his controls, he plotted his course for the next available
space station, and activated his hyper jets.
The red warning lights came on just before the shuddering began.
Janous had just enough time to ask, "what", before his ship exploded
in a fiery ball of metal and smoke.
Yuri smiled, lowering the bazooka. "See? No problem. The bad guy is
toast, and the station is completely unharmed. Mission accomplished."
Kay shook her head, backing away, moving quickly towards the hangar
doors. "I wouldn't say COMPLETELY unharmed, Yuri! The debris from
the explosion... it's heading this way! RUN FOR IT!!"
"Huh?" Yuri asked, looking up. A shower of flaming metal rained down
towards them, the pieces of Janous' spaceship, flying freely like
shrapnel from a grenade. Following behind Kay, Yuri quickly leaped
through the hangar doors, as the automated system activated, closing
heavy steel bulkheads to protect the hangar. A loud crack sounded
from inside the now sealed area, and Yuri and Kay shuddered as
the entire station was rocked from an implosion in the space dock.
When the shaking finally stopped, Yuri opened her eyes to find
several of the space port authorities standing before them, all
angry and grim faced. She gave them a wan smile, looking embarrassed.
"Oops," she said softly, getting to her feet. "Sorry. My bad."
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Chief Greely stood at his desk, glaring, the veins in his forehead
throbbing vigorously. He clenched the latest damage estimate to the
Delta Gamma 3 station in his hand so tightly the paper held an
imprint of his palm. He turned from Kay, to Yuri, back to Kay again,
scowling. Finally, he slammed his fists down hard against the desk,
causing both girls to jump.
"Two hundred and eighty BILLION dollars?!?" he screamed, gesturing
with the crumpled papers in his fists. "Damage to the space port
facility, the hangar sections--- not to mention the repair costs of
the ships docked in that hangar when it exploded! The entire station
sustained minor damages in the shock quake that followed! Two hundred
and eight billion dollars worth of damage!"
"Well, uhm, Chief," Yuri said sheepishly, "at least its less than the
amount for our LAST mission."
"IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MAKE ME FEEL BETTER?!?" Greely yelled, making
the blue-haired agent shrink back again. Sighing, rubbing his temples,
Greely sat back down in his chair. "Well," he said eventually, a bit
calmer, "you DID stop Janous from blackmailing anyone ever again, so
I suppose that's something. The folks upstairs consider it a small
trade off to rid the galaxy of this dispicable menace. We seized a
major portion of Janous' assets for his involvement in this criminal
investigation, so they see it as coming out ahead." Reaching from
inside his desk, the Chief tossed Yuri and Kay a pair of tickets.
"Chief? What's this?" Kay asked.
"Spaceline tickets," he commented dryly. "As of now, you two are on
two weeks paid vacation. Hell, make it three weeks. Maybe by then, my
migraine headache will have disappeared."
Yuri and Kay laughed, dancing around. "Yes! Three weeks vacation!
Thanks, Chief! This is a nice reward for a job well done."
"Well, I personally wouldn't say it was 'well done'," Greely mused,
"though Janous certainly ended up that way. Still, you girls did well
in a very ticklish situation."
Yuri shuddered slightly in memory. "Chief Greely," she said, turning
to the door, "you have NO idea."
((END.))
