Fukuzawa spanks Ranpo (BSD)
Fukuzawa paced the floor of the Armed Detective Agency building. He couldn’t help it. Ever since he’d found out that Ranpo had gone against his orders to investigate that crime, he’d been filled with anxious energy.
That crime. Strongly suspected to be linked to the Ability users that had just come to Yokohama, a group known as Phantom. Phantom hadn’t been around for long but already they’d proven to be merciless towards those who got in their way and very good at covering their tracks. Nobody really knew who was part of the group yet, at least no one in the Armed Detective Agency or the police, but Fukuzawa was sure that was about to change. He knew this was what he was supposed to do, investigate crimes no one else could, and he was fine investigating it, but he didn’t want Ranpo anywhere near this. The 16 year old would surely find out who was behind this, but in doing so, he may paint a target on his back. Fukuzawa was fine with Phantom coming after himself, but if they went after Ranpo… he couldn’t let them happen. He’d taught Ranpo some self-defence but that wouldn’t be enough to save him if Phantom went after him.
But Ranpo hadn’t listened when Fukuzawa explained this. Fukuzawa should’ve known that just because Ranpo had stopped arguing, that didn’t mean he’d agreed to leave it alone. Ranpo had waited until Fukuzawa was following a lead to sneak out and start some investigating of his own. By the time Fukuzawa got back and realised what had happened, Ranpo was gone, and he’d left no way of finding him. He’d even left his phone at the Armed Detective Agency, which was another thing Fukuzawa had asked him not to do. If anything happened to him, if he needed help, he’d be unable to contact Fukuzawa and Fukuzawa would be unable to find and help him.
The door opened and Ranpo entered the agency, pausing when he noticed Fukuzawa pacing and noted how nervous he was. He felt some guilt at the worry he’d caused but he didn’t regret it. He had to investigate this. What was the point of having his Ability if he couldn’t use it for this? And obviously Ranpo didn’t take his phone. He couldn’t have Fukuzawa showing up and yelling at him in front of the police. They already didn’t take him seriously because of his young age, if they saw him getting lectured by Fukuzawa, they’d take him even less seriously.
“Fukuzawa-shachou –“
Ranpo was cut off by Fukuzawa striding over. He flinched, usually when people moved suddenly around him he was about to get hit or yelled at for making an innocent, clearly obvious observation. He knew now why that was but it didn’t change that he was used to such reactions.
Instead of hitting him, Fukuzawa grabbed him gently and started checking him over for any potential injuries. “Are you okay? Did anything happen? They didn’t hurt you?”
Ranpo was completely shocked. He’d never had someone care about him or be so concerned like this. “I’m fine Shachou. No one hurt me, no one even touched me” He reassured, though he couldn’t help rolling his eyes slightly. He thought Fukuzawa was overreacting.
Fukuzawa breathed out a sigh of relief before gesturing to a couch to the side. No one else was around at the minute. “Sit down. We need to talk.”
Ranpo instantly got a bad feeling. Whenever Fukuzawa used that tone, or said those words, it meant one thing. Ranpo was about to get a spanking. It didn’t happen often and, when it did, it was when he’d worried Fukuzawa. Fukuzawa spanking him was always different to others hitting him. It was never done with malice, always coming from a place and concern. That didn’t mean Ranpo liked it though. He gulped but obeyed, sitting down.
“I’m sorry. I know I worried you, leaving without telling you. I didn’t mean to worry you-“ Ranpo tired to save himself from what he knew was coming.
“Ranpo, we both know you don’t really regret your actions. You may feel some guilt that your actions caused me to worry but you don’t truly regret your actions. More than that, there’s more to this than you sneaking out and putting yourself in danger. That’s already bad enough, and I will be spanking you for that. But there was no note, and you left your phone here, leaving you no way to contact me and me no way to know if you’re safe or need help.” Fukuzawa spoke, voice calm but stern.
“I know. But I had to Shachou. You would’ve tracked me down and lectured me, and then none of the police would’ve let me live it down.” Ranpo pouts slightly as he thinks about it.
“So, you chose your ego, your pride, over your safety and wellbeing?” Fukuzawa asks sternly, not happy with Ranpo’s answer.
“No, that’s not what…” Ranpo trails off, as if confused.
“It is. You chose not to take your phones, so I couldn’t find you and you wouldn’t get lectured by me. So, what would’ve happened if anything happened to you? If someone went after you? You don’t understand trains so you were walking. Even normally that would be dangerous. But you’re investigating a very dangerous group. What if they’d come after you on your way home? You would’ve been unable to call me or anyone else for help. If you’d gotten hurt? I wouldn’t have known. You didn’t just stop me finding you, you made it so no one could help you if something happened. You put yourself in danger and made it so I wouldn’t be able to help or even find out about it until it was too late.” Fukuzawa lectured.
“Nothing even happened” Ranpo protested, slightly indignant. “I was completely safe.”
“You were, but I didn’t know that I had no way of knowing that. To me you could’ve been safe or you could’ve been hurt or… or dead” Fukuzawa hesitates but finishes his sentence, wanting Ranpo to know how seriously he was taking this.
Ranpo looked up at Fukuzawa, alarmed. Had Fukuzawa really thought he was dead somewhere? His guilt increased but he still didn’t regret it.
“Ranpo” Fukuzawa sighed “you nearly gave me a heart attack. When I got back and saw you were gone, your phone still here, no note, I thought someone had come after you, one of my old enemies. It was only when the others told me what you were up to that I knew you hadn’t been kidnapped. And I still couldn’t be sure you were safe and well.”
“You’re making too big a deal of this. I get that you were worried and I’m sorry, but I’m fine. You weren’t going to let me go otherwise.” Ranpo declared , refusing to let his guilt show or admit that he may have messed up a little
Fukuzawa frowned. “I can see we’re getting nowhere simply discussing this issue.”
“Because you’re being ridiculous. I get that you were worried but nothing happened. I’ll just take my phone next time and everything will be fine.” Ranpo complained.
“No, what’s going to happen is you’re going to be spanked for being careless and putting yourself in danger” Fukuzawa spoke firmly.
Ranpo froze at that tone. It was the closest Fukuzawa got to yelling at him. It was a serious tone that let you know his word was final. There would be no talking him out of it. Ranpo blushed at the mention of being spanked but tried to hide his embarrassment with a confident huff. “Fine. This is dumb, but whatever.”
Fukuzawa barely let him finish his sentence before he was gently but firmly guiding Ranpo across his knee. Ranpo didn’t fight it, he’d learned long ago that when Fukuzawa said he was going to spank him, it would happen.
“Let me be very clear about this. I’m not happy that you disobeyed me and investigated this crime on your own without anyone else around. But the thing I’m really spanking you for is not having your phone. Even if you didn’t call me, if you needed help, you could’ve called someone. I understand nothing happened this time, but I can’t allow this to happen again and have a worse result. Do you understand?” Fukuzawa stated clearly and firmly.
“Yes, I understand.” Ranpo huffed childishly.
Fukuzawa narrowed his eyes and bared Ranpo’s bottom. “very well. Then I’ll begin.”
Ranpo’s eyes widened when Fukuzawa bared his bottom. Sure, all his spankings ended up on his bare butt, but usually the spanking started over clothes. He opened his mouth to say something, protest-
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But the first series of firm, stern spanks landed, causing him to yelp in surprise and squirm. “Shachou!” he whined “that hurts!”
“I know Ranpo-San. It’s supposed to” Fukuzawa nods, voice back to being calm but firm.
“It’s really not that serious” Ranpo whined.
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“yes it is that serious” Fukuzawa states. “Do you have any idea how I’d feel if something bad happened to you? And it’s not just me. No one could’ve helped you. I’d never forgive myself if you got hurt or killed and couldn’t call for help because you were worried, what, that I’d embarrass you? I’m more professional than that. The first time was an extreme case but since then, I’ve handled these things privately. The fact that you don’t trust me-“
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“I do trust you, shachou, really” Ranpo protested, not wanting the man that took him in to think he didn’t, offended by the very idea.
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“Then trust me to know when there’s a time and place and trust me to have your best interests at heart. I don’t tell you not to do something for no reason, it’s to keep you safe” Fukuzawa states.
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Ranpo huffs “I trust you, it’s you that doesn’t trust me. You didn't think I could handle this case. You don’t trust my Ability.”
Fukuzawa pauses, furrowing his eyebrows. “Is that what you think? That’s the reason you think I didn’t want you on this case.”
“Obviously” Ranpo huffed.
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Ranpo gasped.
“I’ve never doubted your ability. This was never about your ability, whether you could solve this case or not. I know you’re more than capable, otherwise this agency would not exist.” Fukuzawa states
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“Then why wouldn’t you let me do the case?” Ranpo looked back doubtfully.
Fukuzawa looked at him. “Because I’ve seen and heard what Phantom does to those who get in their way, and I didn’t want you painting that target on your back. If you figure out who they are, if you get involved, they will come after you. I know we’ve had dangerous criminals before, even some groups, but these ones are different. They won’t just kill you; they’ll torture you.” Fukuzawa states.
Ranpo was speechless. He hadn’t thought about it. To him, it had just been another case. But it wasn’t. And, more than that, having Fukuzawa actually care, actually worry about him, it’s not something he’s experienced before. And it’s that, plus the spanking beginning once more that makes him accept the situation and finally release his guilt for worrying shachou.
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“Ow! Ow! Okay, I understand now. I’m sorry” Ranpo apologised.
Fukuzawa sighed as he started to spank his sit spots.
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“Okay, why are you being spanked?” Fukuzawa asked
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“Because… I disobeyed you… and snuck out. … I put myself in danger. … and I didn’t take my phone… so I couldn’t call for help… if something did happen.” Ranpo cries out between spanks.
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Fukuzawa gave Ranpo one last round of spanks and let him go. Ranpo laid there for a while before slowly sitting up.
“I’m sorry, Shachou” Ranpo mutters. “I really didn’t mean to worry you. I wasn’t thinking.”
Fukuzawa nodded “I know. Hopefully this will help you think things through in the future and be careful. I won’t stop you using your Ability or investigating any crimes, people or groups, but you will do it safely. You’ll take your phone, call someone if you need help, and no more solo investigations. Someone has to go with you, at least to help you get a trains.”
“Okay” Ranpo sighs, glancing at Shachou, hoping he’ll hug him but not wanting to ask. Luckily he doesn’t have to, as Fukuzawa hugs him.
“Thank you” he sounds relieved. When they pull away Ranpo pulls his boxers and trousers back up. “So what happened, anyway?” Fukuzawa asked. Ranpo lit up and dived into enthusiastically recalling how the investigation went, hoping for prise as Fukuzawa calmly listened, occasionally asking questions.
Suffice to say, Phantom was soon dealt with, and Ranpo was, in fact, praised.