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They would spend years in a guest house at a lavish estate while his father and mother worked on their commissioned pieces.\n\nAs soon as the pieces were done, another noble would be requesting their skills. They were never without work and the family got to live in luxury. “One day, we will have an estate like this,” his father would dream. \n\nUsagi loved his life and his family but, unlike his siblings, he lacked the artistic skill of his parents. His talents lied within a different realm. \n\nGames of hide and seek, introduced Usagi to his ability to track and an eccentric nobleman, named Mathew Ruffington took notice. The human noble loved to hunt and decided to take Usagi under his wing. They bonded and when Usagi’s parents were finished with their commission, Usagi opted to accept Mathew’s invitation and stay. \n\nFor a few years Usagi lived with the old man and learned all he had to teach, learning to shoot and honing his tracking skills. As Usagi came of age he learned why the nobleman never married and enjoyed several more years sharing his bed. \n\nThey would go to hunting parties and Usagi would impress Mathew’s friends with his skills. He would return with the biggest haul of game and the servants would cook it up for supper. \n\nIt was a good life, while it lasted. \n\nDuring a hunting trip at a nearby estate, Mathew broke his leg. The bone protruded from the flesh and it hung at an unnatural angle. Usagi may have killed plenty of the lesser beasts but he had never seen the blood of a higher mammal. \n\nMathew laid in agony for almost a day before a doctor could be fetched. His screams echoed through the halls while the doctor set the bones and stitched up the flesh. \n\nThe friend they were visiting was kind enough to take them back to Mathew’s estate where the servants carried him to his bed. For a while, it looked like Mathew was going to be alright but after the third night his health started to deteriorate. \n\nFever set in and the broken leg was warm to the touch and started to swell. It pained Usagi to see the man he had grown to love suffer but he stayed by his side. Every night he would pray for Mathew’s recovery and every morning Usagi was grateful to see that he was still breathing. \n\nThe doctor came out again and bled Mathew but there was little else that he could do. His body had to fight of the infection on its own.\n\nWhen news of his illness got out, the Ruffington family came out of the woodworks to claim his estate. He wasn’t even dead and they were already discussing who would get what. They saw Usagi as an interloper who had been a leach on Mathew. \n\nAs Mathew’s health faded, his family started making more of the decisions. People who had not visited for nearly fifteen years suddenly knew what was best for the dying man. Nothing could be left to Usagi since county law decreed that it all had to go to kin. \n\n“Your little tactic won’t work,” one of the women, Mathew’s niece, accused him. “You will get nothing of his wealth. You might have had my uncle fooled but you can’t fool any of us. You can go attach yourself to another lonely noble.”\n\nUsagi didn’t care about the wealth he just wanted to be with Mathew, his family could have all the material possessions. Thought he expressed this, much to his dismay Usagi was pulled from Mathew’s side and dismissed. \n\n“We won’t have this kind of sin plaguing him in the afterlife,” Mathew’s sister said. “You may be fine with burning in Hell but I won’t let that happen to Mathew.”\n\nUsagi never got the chance to say goodbye and was deprived of being with the one he loved in the end. Unable to fight against Mathew’s family, Usagi had no choice but to be on his way. \n\nHis hands drop to his sides and covered his twin revolvers, the only thing that the family did not dare take from him. They were the first gift, Mathew ever gave to Usagi and they rarely ever left his side. \n\nHe had nowhere to go. He had no idea where his family was. So he wandered the road, catching a ride with a kind traveler. He didn’t care what the destination was as long as it was somewhere he could find work. \n\nThey pulled into a town and Usagi couldn’t help but stare with his mouth agape. Usagi had never been in a town before and the difference between a town and the big cities were vast. The roads were dirt and most of the buildings were made from wood. In the cities bricks were used in road and building construction. The town seemed primitive by comparison. \n\nUsagi thanked the kind traveler for the ride and then decided to explore. His attire marked him as out of place and the town’s people watched him wherever he went. \n\n“You lost,” a human man asked. The man’s dark eyes stayed fixed on Usagi as he scratched his un-kept beard. Usagi had to bite back his look of disgust when he swore he saw a bug fall from the matted mess on the man’s chin. \n\nUsagi cleared his throat, “I have been displaced from my home and I seek employment.”\n\nThe man shifted in his seat and took a drink of some brown liquid. “What kinda skills you got?”\n\nAgain, Usagi had to hide his distaste for the man’s lack of proper grammar. “I am skilled with a gun and at tracking and hunting.”\n\n“Hunting?” the man repeated as he looked Usagi up and down. “You think you could hunt a man?”\n\nUsagi’s ears went flat, “What do you mean?”\n\n“I’m a bounty hunter myself,” the man explained. “My last assistant got himself shot by the outlaw we was tracking. So now I’m in need of a new one.”\n\n“I have never hunted another man before,” Usagi admitted. \n\nThe man smiled. “It’s not much different than hunting the lesser beasts.”\n\nUsagi looked at the man as he thought. Could he bring himself to hunt and possibly kill another man for profit? The man looked like his life was rough. After living in the lap of luxury, could Usagi live a life on the road? What choice did he really have?\n\nWith a slight nod, Usagi agreed. “I will assist you in hunting criminals.”\n\n“Good,” the man slapped the table then stood up. “First thing we gotta do is get you out of those fancy clothes.”\n \n**\n\nUsagi stood waiting for his payment as the criminal he had just brought in was secured in a cell. He had adjusted to the life of a bounty hunter in a matter of months and within the first year, set out on his own. Since then he had made a reputation for himself. \n\nAfter receiving his payment, Usagi left the jailhouse and headed to the nearest saloon. It was late so the only one still open was the brothel. He didn’t mind, so long as he got something to eat, a good strong drink, and a place to sleep. \n\nAs soon as he entered he was accosted with the scent of heavy perfume and loud music. Taking a seat at an empty table, he waved down a server to order something to eat and a drink and inquiry about a room. \n\n“You’re in luck,” the human girl answered. “We have one available. Would you like to add a turndown service to your stay?”\n\nUsagi understood what the young girl was implying and smiled. “I will consider it.”\n\n“I’ll let the madam know,” she smiled and turned to go. A moment later, the girl returned with tray and a key. “Room number seven is yours for tonight.” She placed a bowl of food, mug of beer, and a key on the table and Usagi handed her the money. “Let us know if you would like some company later,” she winked then went back to work. \n\nThe food was a hearty stew and a thick slice of bread. It was nice to have a nice warm meal after so many days on the road. The beer was a good brew, some of the best he’d had in a long time. It wasn’t often that a brothel had such good accommodations.\n\nAs he ate, one of the girls got up on stage to perform. The men started to clap and whistle, eager for her to start. Usagi turned to see what all the fuss was about and was surprised to see a native on stage. By all standards she was cute with bright blue eyes and freckled skin. \n\nShe wore an orange frilly dress and had the voice of an angel. Usagi had never been so drawn to a female before. He had been with females before but that was simply because he desired a release and male whores were nonexistent. That would have been a sin. \n\nFlagging down the serving girl, Usagi said, “I would like her company tonight.”\n\n“Angelica?” A smile graced the young girl’s face, “I’ll let her know.”\n\nAfter her performance, the young native was directed to Usagi’s table. She sat down and gave Usagi a sweet smile. “Angel told me that you wanted some company for the night.”\n\n“Is it possible to have you for the whole night?” Usagi asked, leaning back in his chair. The last native he had come in contact with was ugly, the polar opposite of the one sitting in front of him. \n\nShe dropped her gaze to the table and she answered in a shy voice, “It is.”\n\nUsagi sat back up and trailed a finger down the turtle’s arm. He had never been with a reptile before and figured that was what had peaked his interest. The scales on her arm were small and soft but the pulled when he ran his finger back up. “How much would it be?”\n\nAngelica looked up at him, “Three dollars.”\n\nUsagi pulled some money out of his pouch and handed Angelica four dollars. “We have a deal.”\n\nThey both stood and headed to the stairs. Angelica handed the money to a woman waiting at the bottom before she headed up. The higher establishments tended to require money up front before services could be rendered. \n\nUsagi walked slowly down the hall, looking for his room but Angelica knew where to go. She grabbed him by the hand and led him to the door marked with a seven. \n\nUsagi unlocked the door and held it open for Angelica. She hesitated a moment then smiled and walked inside. Whores weren’t used to being treated like ladies. \n\nAngelica headed over and lit the lamp on the wall then turned as Usagi shut and locked the door, “I’m yours for the whole night.” Cupping her hands behind her, she bit her bottom lip and ran it through her teeth. “What would you like to do?”\n\nUsagi walked past her and sat down on the bed. It was plush, better than most he had been on but not quite the same quality found in a noble’s estate. “Strip,” he requested. “Take everything off, slowly.”\n\nAngelica did as she was asked, letting the fabric fall from her body as she did a little dance. Once she was undressed Usagi got up from the bed to stand in front of her. \n\nShe smelled nice, like rose and honey. Cleanliness was another rarity among whores. He would have to remember this establishment. \n\nHe saw the tattoo under her arm and ran his finger over it. “What’s this?”\n\n“Because of who my parents were, I am unfit for breeding,” she answered. \n\n“I caught a turtle who had a tattoo once,” Usagi thought out loud. “Not common for your kind to be outlaws.”\n\n“What happened to him?”\n\nUsagi shrugged, “I turned him in alive and collected my bounty for him. I believe he was scheduled to be hanged.”\n\nAngelica’s eye drifted down for a moment then she closed them and took a deep breath. She smiled up at Usagi, “There are better things we could be doing other than talking about outlaws.”\n\n“Help me undress,” Usagi husked. \n\nAs she worked to loosen this belt, Usagi lifted her chin and pressed his mouth to hers. With a sharp intake of breath, she stiffened. He pulled back in looked down into her wide eyes. “Is something the matter?”\n\n“I’ve never had anyone kiss me before,” she admitted as her cheeks darkened. It was the answer he was expecting. \n\n“I don’t want to simply have sex,” Usagi smiled. “I want it to be so much more than that.” He pressed their mouths together once more and after a few gentle nips, her lips parted. He could tell that it was her first kiss. \n\nArticles of his clothing were removed and tossed to the floor then they made their way to the bed. They broke the kiss long enough to get settled. She was on her back and he was on his side on her left.\n\nThey resumed kissing and her hand moved under him to start rubbing at his groin. He moaned in response to her skilled hands. Even though he wasn’t attracted to females, Usagi had found that a skilled whore was enough to satisfy his need. It was equally helpful that she didn’t have any breasts. \n\nHis hand drifted down her front until he found an opening and then he eased his fingers inside. The reptile’s body was interesting indeed. She moved, bucking her hips and moaned into the kiss. Breaking the kiss, Usagi moved to suck on her neck and she gasped in surprise. “Oh, God,” she tilted her head back. \n\nWhen Usagi moved to look into her eyes, he expected to see ecstasy but instead he saw fear. Then he felt something bump against his finger and Angelica’s fear turned to panic. Sitting up, Usagi continued to work his fingers inside of her. \n\nNo. Not ‘her’, ‘him’. \n\nA penis emerged from his tail then the native whimpered and started to cry. \n\n“You’re a boy,” Usagi said as he ran his fingers along the emerging penis. It was big compared to most mammals and oddly shaped. \n\n“Please don’t kill me,” the turtle sobbed. \n\n“Is this really the first time you’ve been aroused during sex?” Usagi asked looking down at the turtle. “Or are you just new at this?”\n\nThe turtle’s tear filled eyes came up to meet his. “I’ve been doing this for over a year, several times a night, and this had never happened before. No other customer has been like you.”\n\n“I’m not going to kill you. You can stop crying,” Usagi soothed as he settled back down on the bed. “I actually prefer males. What’s your real name?”\n\n“Michelangelo,” the young native answered. \n\nUsagi ran his hand along the long shaft again. “You ever use this?”\n\n“No,” the turtle panted. \n\n“I’ve been yearning for one for a while,” Usagi rumbled, feeling his excitement rise. He would definitely have to remember this place. \n\n**\n\nIn the morning they said their goodbyes and he promised that he would come back, even if there was no work for him in the area. As he made his way out of the saloon a large man approached him. “Are you the bounty hunter Usagi?”\n\n“I am,” Usagi nodded, his hand drifting to his revolvers. Vendettas against bounty hunters came with the territory. \n\n“Relax,” the large man said, holding up his hands. “My name is Hun and I am here on behalf of my employer, Oroku Saki. He has a job for you.”\n\n“A personal bounty?”\n\n“You could say that,” Hun answered. “If you would come with me, Mr. Oroku would like to meet with you.”\n\nUsagi followed Hun to an awaiting carriage and got in. They drove through town and up to a large estate. Servants worked to keep the land in pristine condition; every aspect of the lawn was tailored. The plush green was a stark contrast to the dirt colored town. The ride to the house from the front gate was almost as long as the ride through the town. \n\nHun escorted Usagi through the vast house. It was lavish to the point of gaudiness and in an attempt to be the most beautiful ended up looking cluttered and ugly. This Oroku Saki was rich and he wanted everyone to know it. \n\nUsagi was led to a parlor where Mr. Oroku was waiting. The man greeted Usagi with a warm smile. “Thank you for coming. I have heard good things about you.” The hairs on the back of Usagi’s neck prickled as the man took his hand. \n\n“I am flattered,” Usagi inclined his head as a sign of respect, returning the handshake. “Who is it you wish to have me find?”\n\n“Kill,” Mr. Oroku corrected. \n\n“Kill?”\n\n“Two thousand dollars to end the life of a native and a former employee named, Hob.” Mr. Oroku offered. “They betrayed me and stole something. Kill the cat and the turtle and bring the stolen documentation back here and you will get your reward.” \n\n“What sort of documentation am I looking for?” Usagi asked. \n\n“The kind that is sealed in an official envelope,” Saki replied. “You see. It has to remain sealed in order to stand up in court. Otherwise it is believed to be a forgery. They have it and I need it.”\n\n“For two thousand dollars, it must be an important document.”\n\nMr. Oroku’s face darkened. “If you don’t think you can handle the job then I will find someone who can.”\n\n“I’ll take it,” Usagi nodded. “All that I require at the moment is all the information you have on them.”\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Miyamoto Usagi came over to the new world with his parents when he was still a baby. He knew nothing of his motherland and his parents never spoke of it around him. He didn’t even know the language. But, one night, he overheard them when he should have been in bed.

They spoke of the tyrant who ruled their homeland and how they fled to escape him. Not many were able to escape but they managed with the help of some kind people who were fleeing a neighboring country.

Their lives were peaceful. Usagi’s parents continued to have more children and they worked hard to make a good life for their growing family.

Usagi’s father was a skilled craftsman, making beautiful yet functional custom furniture for the wealthy. His mother was an artist and painted each piece before his father covered them in varnish. They would spend years in a guest house at a lavish estate while his father and mother worked on their commissioned pieces.

As soon as the pieces were done, another noble would be requesting their skills. They were never without work and the family got to live in luxury. “One day, we will have an estate like this,” his father would dream.

Usagi loved his life and his family but, unlike his siblings, he lacked the artistic skill of his parents. His talents lied within a different realm.

Games of hide and seek, introduced Usagi to his ability to track and an eccentric nobleman, named Mathew Ruffington took notice. The human noble loved to hunt and decided to take Usagi under his wing. They bonded and when Usagi’s parents were finished with their commission, Usagi opted to accept Mathew’s invitation and stay.

For a few years Usagi lived with the old man and learned all he had to teach, learning to shoot and honing his tracking skills. As Usagi came of age he learned why the nobleman never married and enjoyed several more years sharing his bed.

They would go to hunting parties and Usagi would impress Mathew’s friends with his skills. He would return with the biggest haul of game and the servants would cook it up for supper.

It was a good life, while it lasted.

During a hunting trip at a nearby estate, Mathew broke his leg. The bone protruded from the flesh and it hung at an unnatural angle. Usagi may have killed plenty of the lesser beasts but he had never seen the blood of a higher mammal.

Mathew laid in agony for almost a day before a doctor could be fetched. His screams echoed through the halls while the doctor set the bones and stitched up the flesh.

The friend they were visiting was kind enough to take them back to Mathew’s estate where the servants carried him to his bed. For a while, it looked like Mathew was going to be alright but after the third night his health started to deteriorate.

Fever set in and the broken leg was warm to the touch and started to swell. It pained Usagi to see the man he had grown to love suffer but he stayed by his side. Every night he would pray for Mathew’s recovery and every morning Usagi was grateful to see that he was still breathing.

The doctor came out again and bled Mathew but there was little else that he could do. His body had to fight of the infection on its own.

When news of his illness got out, the Ruffington family came out of the woodworks to claim his estate. He wasn’t even dead and they were already discussing who would get what. They saw Usagi as an interloper who had been a leach on Mathew.  

As Mathew’s health faded, his family started making more of the decisions. People who had not visited for nearly fifteen years suddenly knew what was best for the dying man. Nothing could be left to Usagi since county law decreed that it all had to go to kin.

“Your little tactic won’t work,” one of the women, Mathew’s niece, accused him. “You will get nothing of his wealth. You might have had my uncle fooled but you can’t fool any of us. You can go attach yourself to another lonely noble.”

Usagi didn’t care about the wealth he just wanted to be with Mathew, his family could have all the material possessions. Thought he expressed this, much to his dismay Usagi was pulled from Mathew’s side and dismissed.

“We won’t have this kind of sin plaguing him in the afterlife,” Mathew’s sister said. “You may be fine with burning in Hell but I won’t let that happen to Mathew.”

Usagi never got the chance to say goodbye and was deprived of being with the one he loved in the end. Unable to fight against Mathew’s family, Usagi had no choice but to be on his way.

His hands drop to his sides and covered his twin revolvers, the only thing that the family did not dare take from him. They were the first gift, Mathew ever gave to Usagi and they rarely ever left his side.

He had nowhere to go. He had no idea where his family was. So he wandered the road, catching a ride with a kind traveler. He didn’t care what the destination was as long as it was somewhere he could find work.

They pulled into a town and Usagi couldn’t help but stare with his mouth agape. Usagi had never been in a town before and the difference between a town and the big cities were vast. The roads were dirt and most of the buildings were made from wood. In the cities bricks were used in road and building construction. The town seemed primitive by comparison.

Usagi thanked the kind traveler for the ride and then decided to explore. His attire marked him as out of place and the town’s people watched him wherever he went.

“You lost,” a human man asked. The man’s dark eyes stayed fixed on Usagi as he scratched his un-kept beard. Usagi had to bite back his look of disgust when he swore he saw a bug fall from the matted mess on the man’s chin.

Usagi cleared his throat, “I have been displaced from my home and I seek employment.”

The man shifted in his seat and took a drink of some brown liquid. “What kinda skills you got?”

Again, Usagi had to hide his distaste for the man’s lack of proper grammar. “I am skilled with a gun and at tracking and hunting.”

“Hunting?” the man repeated as he looked Usagi up and down. “You think you could hunt a man?”

Usagi’s ears went flat, “What do you mean?”

“I’m a bounty hunter myself,” the man explained. “My last assistant got himself shot by the outlaw we was tracking. So now I’m in need of a new one.”

“I have never hunted another man before,” Usagi admitted.

The man smiled. “It’s not much different than hunting the lesser beasts.”

Usagi looked at the man as he thought. Could he bring himself to hunt and possibly kill another man for profit? The man looked like his life was rough. After living in the lap of luxury, could Usagi live a life on the road? What choice did he really have?

With a slight nod, Usagi agreed. “I will assist you in hunting criminals.”

“Good,” the man slapped the table then stood up. “First thing we gotta do is get you out of those fancy clothes.”
 
**

Usagi stood waiting for his payment as the criminal he had just brought in was secured in a cell. He had adjusted to the life of a bounty hunter in a matter of months and within the first year, set out on his own. Since then he had made a reputation for himself.

After receiving his payment, Usagi left the jailhouse and headed to the nearest saloon. It was late so the only one still open was the brothel. He didn’t mind, so long as he got something to eat, a good strong drink, and a place to sleep.

As soon as he entered he was accosted with the scent of heavy perfume and loud music. Taking a seat at an empty table, he waved down a server to order something to eat and a drink and inquiry about a room.

“You’re in luck,” the human girl answered. “We have one available. Would you like to add a turndown service to your stay?”

Usagi understood what the young girl was implying and smiled. “I will consider it.”

“I’ll let the madam know,” she smiled and turned to go. A moment later, the girl returned with tray and a key. “Room number seven is yours for tonight.” She placed a bowl of food, mug of beer, and a key on the table and Usagi handed her the money. “Let us know if you would like some company later,” she winked then went back to work.

The food was a hearty stew and a thick slice of bread. It was nice to have a nice warm meal after so many days on the road. The beer was a good brew, some of the best he’d had in a long time. It wasn’t often that a brothel had such good accommodations.

As he ate, one of the girls got up on stage to perform. The men started to clap and whistle, eager for her to start. Usagi turned to see what all the fuss was about and was surprised to see a native on stage. By all standards she was cute with bright blue eyes and freckled skin.

She wore an orange frilly dress and had the voice of an angel. Usagi had never been so drawn to a female before. He had been with females before but that was simply because he desired a release and male whores were nonexistent. That would have been a sin.

Flagging down the serving girl, Usagi said, “I would like her company tonight.”

“Angelica?” A smile graced the young girl’s face, “I’ll let her know.”

After her performance, the young native was directed to Usagi’s table. She sat down and gave Usagi a sweet smile. “Angel told me that you wanted some company for the night.”

“Is it possible to have you for the whole night?” Usagi asked, leaning back in his chair. The last native he had come in contact with was ugly, the polar opposite of the one sitting in front of him.

She dropped her gaze to the table and she answered in a shy voice, “It is.”

Usagi sat back up and trailed a finger down the turtle’s arm. He had never been with a reptile before and figured that was what had peaked his interest. The scales on her arm were small and soft but the pulled when he ran his finger back up. “How much would it be?”

Angelica looked up at him, “Three dollars.”

Usagi pulled some money out of his pouch and handed Angelica four dollars. “We have a deal.”

They both stood and headed to the stairs. Angelica handed the money to a woman waiting at the bottom before she headed up. The higher establishments tended to require money up front before services could be rendered.  

Usagi walked slowly down the hall, looking for his room but Angelica knew where to go. She grabbed him by the hand and led him to the door marked with a seven.

Usagi unlocked the door and held it open for Angelica. She hesitated a moment then smiled and walked inside. Whores weren’t used to being treated like ladies.

Angelica headed over and lit the lamp on the wall then turned as Usagi shut and locked the door, “I’m yours for the whole night.” Cupping her hands behind her, she bit her bottom lip and ran it through her teeth. “What would you like to do?”

Usagi walked past her and sat down on the bed. It was plush, better than most he had been on but not quite the same quality found in a noble’s estate. “Strip,” he requested. “Take everything off, slowly.”

Angelica did as she was asked, letting the fabric fall from her body as she did a little dance. Once she was undressed Usagi got up from the bed to stand in front of her.

She smelled nice, like rose and honey. Cleanliness was another rarity among whores. He would have to remember this establishment.

He saw the tattoo under her arm and ran his finger over it. “What’s this?”

“Because of who my parents were, I am unfit for breeding,” she answered.

“I caught a turtle who had a tattoo once,” Usagi thought out loud. “Not common for your kind to be outlaws.”

“What happened to him?”

Usagi shrugged, “I turned him in alive and collected my bounty for him. I believe he was scheduled to be hanged.”

Angelica’s eye drifted down for a moment then she closed them and took a deep breath. She smiled up at Usagi, “There are better things we could be doing other than talking about outlaws.”

“Help me undress,” Usagi husked.

As she worked to loosen this belt, Usagi lifted her chin and pressed his mouth to hers. With a sharp intake of breath, she stiffened. He pulled back in looked down into her wide eyes. “Is something the matter?”

“I’ve never had anyone kiss me before,” she admitted as her cheeks darkened. It was the answer he was expecting.

“I don’t want to simply have sex,” Usagi smiled. “I want it to be so much more than that.” He pressed their mouths together once more and after a few gentle nips, her lips parted. He could tell that it was her first kiss.

Articles of his clothing were removed and tossed to the floor then they made their way to the bed. They broke the kiss long enough to get settled. She was on her back and he was on his side on her left.

They resumed kissing and her hand moved under him to start rubbing at his groin. He moaned in response to her skilled hands. Even though he wasn’t attracted to females, Usagi had found that a skilled whore was enough to satisfy his need. It was equally helpful that she didn’t have any breasts.

His hand drifted down her front until he found an opening and then he eased his fingers inside. The reptile’s body was interesting indeed. She moved, bucking her hips and moaned into the kiss. Breaking the kiss, Usagi moved to suck on her neck and she gasped in surprise. “Oh, God,” she tilted her head back.

When Usagi moved to look into her eyes, he expected to see ecstasy but instead he saw fear. Then he felt something bump against his finger and Angelica’s fear turned to panic. Sitting up, Usagi continued to work his fingers inside of her.

No. Not ‘her’, ‘him’.

A penis emerged from his tail then the native whimpered and started to cry.  

“You’re a boy,” Usagi said as he ran his fingers along the emerging penis. It was big compared to most mammals and oddly shaped.

“Please don’t kill me,” the turtle sobbed.

“Is this really the first time you’ve been aroused during sex?” Usagi asked looking down at the turtle. “Or are you just new at this?”

The turtle’s tear filled eyes came up to meet his. “I’ve been doing this for over a year, several times a night, and this had never happened before. No other customer has been like you.”

“I’m not going to kill you. You can stop crying,” Usagi soothed as he settled back down on the bed. “I actually prefer males. What’s your real name?”

“Michelangelo,” the young native answered.

Usagi ran his hand along the long shaft again. “You ever use this?”

“No,” the turtle panted.

“I’ve been yearning for one for a while,” Usagi rumbled, feeling his excitement rise. He would definitely have to remember this place.

**

In the morning they said their goodbyes and he promised that he would come back, even if there was no work for him in the area. As he made his way out of the saloon a large man approached him. “Are you the bounty hunter Usagi?”

“I am,” Usagi nodded, his hand drifting to his revolvers. Vendettas against bounty hunters came with the territory.  

“Relax,” the large man said, holding up his hands. “My name is Hun and I am here on behalf of my employer, Oroku Saki. He has a job for you.”

“A personal bounty?”

“You could say that,” Hun answered. “If you would come with me, Mr. Oroku would like to meet with you.”

Usagi followed Hun to an awaiting carriage and got in. They drove through town and up to a large estate. Servants worked to keep the land in pristine condition; every aspect of the lawn was tailored. The plush green was a stark contrast to the dirt colored town. The ride to the house from the front gate was almost as long as the ride through the town.

Hun escorted Usagi through the vast house. It was lavish to the point of gaudiness and in an attempt to be the most beautiful ended up looking cluttered and ugly. This Oroku Saki was rich and he wanted everyone to know it.

Usagi was led to a parlor where Mr. Oroku was waiting. The man greeted Usagi with a warm smile. “Thank you for coming. I have heard good things about you.” The hairs on the back of Usagi’s neck prickled as the man took his hand.

“I am flattered,” Usagi inclined his head as a sign of respect, returning the handshake. “Who is it you wish to have me find?”

“Kill,” Mr. Oroku corrected.

“Kill?”

“Two thousand dollars to end the life of a native and a former employee named, Hob.” Mr. Oroku offered. “They betrayed me and stole something. Kill the cat and the turtle and bring the stolen documentation back here and you will get your reward.”  

“What sort of documentation am I looking for?” Usagi asked.

“The kind that is sealed in an official envelope,” Saki replied. “You see. It has to remain sealed in order to stand up in court. Otherwise it is believed to be a forgery. They have it and I need it.”

“For two thousand dollars, it must be an important document.”

Mr. Oroku’s face darkened. “If you don’t think you can handle the job then I will find someone who can.”

“I’ll take it,” Usagi nodded. “All that I require at the moment is all the information you have on them.”
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