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My Dragonblader
Chapter 2
Hey guys I hope that you enjoyed chapter one. Chapter two is going to have some NC-17 Yaoi but not with Kai and Rei, although read this chapter for some heart-wrenching POVs from our golden couple.
In case nobody worked this out, Rei and Kai are the main couple in this story; all the others are just for "scenery."
Enough spoilers, read on…
Chapter Two: The Dragonbladers of Gaia.
"Rei!" Kai leapt forward to defend his beautiful lover from the offending swordsman. Rei, who had been stuck in a trance after seeing the sword at his throat, snapped back into the real world and ran into Kai’s arms. The swordsman, far from attacking, smiled vaguely before sheathing his sword.
My apologies." He smiled. You must be visitors from the mystic moon. We thought you were the rebels we were looking for…"
"M-M-Mystic moon?" Kenny squeaked, half hidden by his beloved Tyson. The swordsman indicated to the heavens.
"Yes. It happens so often now that we no longer regard it as a phenomenon. People of the mystic moon arrive in Gaia all the time, normally through summoning. Lord Dilandau believes that it’s healthy to encourage such visitors. It’s a pity that we cannot come and see the mystic moon though. It must be an amazing place."
"Nowhere is amazing when you’ve lived there all your life." The Blade Breakers turned to face Tala, the leader of the Demolition Boys. The Russian Redhead was maintaining an expression of calculating coldness, but one look of his eyes told Kai that his ex lover was just as spooked as the rest of them. One look at Max’s eyes told Rei that the blonde was overjoyed by the appearance of his crush, and couldn’t care less about their whereabouts any more. Max’s body was tense, as though he was struggling to contain the urge to fling his arms around Tala.
"Who knows?" Rei thought. "With Bryan out of the way, maybe Max has a chance after all."
Scanning his companions, Rei saw Kai, Tyson, Kenny, Max, Tala, The All-Starz captain Michael, the Majestics captain Robert Jurgen, Oliver, Enrique, Johnny and Zeo.
Rei wrinkled his nose in distaste at the sight of his final companion. He liked Zeo, whose naturally bubbly and zealous nature was quite heartening, but knew that he was going to cause trouble for the Blade Breakers.
Even before he had been aware of Kenny’s relationship with Tyson, Rei had been trying to keep Zeo away from Tyson. Zeo had a crush on Tyson that was rapidly developing into an obsession. The green-haired lovely was unable to comprehend that Tyson was not interested in a relationship with him, and so went to great lengths to flirt with the Blade Breaker at every opportunity. Now that Rei knew that Tyson and Kenny were lovers, however secret, he was even more determined to stop Zeo’s selfish and relentless flirting, especially considering that Tyson often responded to Zeo by flirting back. Too many times had Rei returned to Tyson’s dojo to find Zeo sat on Tyson’s lap, or in a situation of close intimacy that was seconds apart from something more. Kenny had never said anything, but had often left the room when Tyson had flirted with Zeo, and would not be seen for several hours or even until the next morning. Kenny must have been hurting bad, and judging by his expression, he was horrified by Zeo’s appearance.
Zeo was completely oblivious to the scrutiny of Rei and Kenny, as his eyes were firmly attached on Tyson. Obviously he felt a similar delight to Max at the sight of his crush, and was presumably making the same plans as the blonde, although Rei suspected that Zeo’s thoughts were of a far less wholesome nature.
The swordsman jolted Rei out of his thoughts. The Chinese beauty turned to see that the nightmarish sword-wielding apparition he had seen before was actually a kindly looking man in his mid to late twenties. His short tawny hair was quite short but nevertheless stylish, and his face was quite pretty and boyish.
Kai had noticed the same thing and, whilst the swordsman would never possess the divine and exquisite beauty that Rei, Tala and Oliver possessed, he was still very handsome. With pure intuition, Kai suspected that the swordsman was either gay or bisexual, but would never say anything as long as there was a sword in the vicinity! The swordsman smiled and spoke again, in slightly effeminate tones (similar to Oliver, only less French!)
"My name is Gatti. I’m one of the Dragonslayers, the elite of the Zaibach Empire, rulers of Gaia." He suddenly became serious. "Unfortunately I cannot allow you to go free. Gaia is being torn apart by war, and I would no longer feel worthy of the name Dragonslayer if I were to let you fall prey to our rebel enemies. I will take you to the Vione with me, where you will be safe and comfortable at least." As he spoke, Gatti was walking towards the Majestics, in particular to Oliver, who had buried his head in Enrique’s chest a while before and was now beginning to tremble.
"What ails your young lady?" Gatti said to Enrique, who blushed. "Is she hurt?"
Behind Gatti, Johnny burst into peals of laughter.
"No, but I bet he’s really pissed off now that you’ve called him a girl!" He laughed, before leaning over to whisper loudly in Gatti’s ear. "He’s French you see, and gay, so…"
The slap rang loud and clear, making everyone wince. Johnny instantly stopped laughing as Oliver’s pale hand lashed across his cheek, leaving a white hand mark that slowly began to turn pink. Oliver advanced on his team-mate, scowling fiercely and clenching his fists.
"Shut…up!" He growled. "Why do you always…want to have a go at me? I can’t help the way I am! Gatti was only concerned about me he didn’t need your smutty input!"
Johnny regained himself. "You’ve got a nerve, calling me smutty. It isn’t me who reads sex novels and downloads gay porn off the internet…"
"Shut up!"
"…using Robert’s computer…"
"Shut up!"
"…because you claimed you wanted to email your mother…"
"Shut up!"
"…because your grandmother’s ill…"
Oliver launched himself at Johnny with a scream of rage. Unfortunately for Oliver, Johnny was a stronger fighter. Unfortunately for Johnny, Oliver had long sharp nails.
Gatti was the first to intervene. In a single movement he pulled Johnny away. But Oliver was soon on his feet and ready to attack again. Things might have gone bad for Johnny had Kai and Tala not stepped in and grabbed the Frenchman by the arms. Oliver started screaming rapidly in his mother tongue, which only the other Majestics understood, however everyone knew the tones Oliver was using. Oliver was swearing in less than delicate French and using every obscenity he knew, which was shockingly a large vocabulary considering his background. For at least a minute Oliver didn’t repeat himself once, and was horrifying all three of his team mates as he did so.
Eventually Rei had had more than enough. In three strides he reached Oliver and delivered a single resounding slap to his face. As though he had woken up from a nightmare, Oliver started and shook his head before returning his gaze to the Chinese beauty with an expression of shock.
"You…hit me…" He gasped, freeing a hand to bring it to his cheek. Rei rolled his golden eyes before replying.
"Of course I hit you. You were making a scene, plus making a fool of yourself in the process. I don’t know a word of French, but I bloody well knew what you meant just now. Imagine what your team mates were thinking."
"My team mates were meant to understand what I meant." Oliver muttered, glaring at Johnny before glaring at Rei again. "That’s why I was speaking in French!"
Zeo gulped. "Um, if Johnny’s from England," he ventured, "why didn’t you speak to him in English?"
If looks could kill, Oliver’s glare would have torn the flesh from Zeo’s bones in a matter of seconds. Oliver leapt to his feet and yelled:
"Because I don’t know all the fucking words in English!"
Kai’s voice was so gentle as he spoke that Oliver jumped.
"Ok. But you could have just said instead of having a go at the poor guy." Oliver turned on his heel gracefully to face the Russian.
"Why does it bother you?" He sneered. "Fancy him do you?"
"Kai gazed almost dreamily at Rei. "No. My eyes are only for Rei."
With a groan of exasperation, Oliver fell down anime-style. Rei blushed and tried, without success, to suppress a giggle.
Oliver stared through narrowed eyes at Rei before tossing his hair over his shoulders and walking towards Enrique, who immediately put a comforting arm around his shoulders. The two began a hushed conversation in French as Robert checked Johnny’s "wound".
Oliver’s nails had left a shallow scratch across Johnny’s left cheek, which was at present a startling red. Robert looked it over and smiled.
"Well, it’s beginning to scab, so it can’t be that bad." He risked a sideways at Oliver, who was still talking heatedly with Enrique. "I’m surprised Oliver didn’t do any more damage with those nails." He frowned as Johnny rubbed his stomach.
"Bony git." Johnny murmured. "Elbowed me right in the stomach. Feels like I’ve been speared."
"I doubt it very much. If it did, you’d be doubled up in agony. Spear wounds are no easy task I can tell you."
"It was a figure of speech." Johnny growled before looking down at the ground. "Uh, sorry about all that, by the way."
Gatti laughed. "Forget about it. All in a days work to a Dragonslayer. You thought that was a slap, wait until you meet Lord Dilandau!"
An hour later the beybladers were travelling to a place Gatti called The Vione. Apparently the Vione was the home of the Dragon Slayers, and was a floating fortress that could travel from place to place.
Nobody was prepared to dispute this, but sat quiet and disbelieving behind the amiable Gatti. A psychic would have been delighted to hear the thoughts travelling through their minds…
~*Oliver’s P.O.V*~
A fortress that floats on air! If it is true then it must be the most beautiful vision on…er, in the universe. I can’t wait to see it.
My dear Enrique is a little unwilling to believe this concept, as I imagine are a lot if not all the others. I dare not believe it myself.
At the minute I think Enrique is my only friend, and even he’s angry at me after that little…embarrassment earlier. But why should I be ashamed? It was Johnny fucking McGregor that started it. Ok I retaliated and that was stupid, but am I supposed to sit there like a stupid bitch and watch him humiliate me? Do I have welcome written on my back? No, thought not! I have nothing to be ashamed of. I’m proud of hurting Johnny like I did. And I hope that Robert hasn’t forgotten the fact that I noticed he didn’t come and check that I was ok. Hah! Well, everyone knows he and Johnny are fucking each other behind closed doors. Enrique and I are pretty open about our love for each other; although it’s more for sex really I don’t know Enrique’s real feelings for me. But Johnny and Robert are just too high and mighty to be seen to be giving in to the pleasures of the flesh…
Gah! If holier-than-thou Rei giggles with Kai one more time I’m going to claw the bitch’s frigging throat out! How dare he interfere in my affairs? How dare he slap me just for defending myself? What does he know? He’s just a pretty face and he knows that everyone fancies him so he thinks he can get away with it. Well, not this time, Rei Kon my pretty friend. By the time I’ve finished with you if you still have the strength you’ll be cursing the day you chose Johnny McGregor over me.
"Heh heh."
"Oliver?"
Ooops! Let out that laugh, didn’t mean to! My dear Enrique was the one to hear it fortunate for me. I turn to look at him. Bless! He’s concerned.
"Are you okay?" I nod to him gently, and put on my meekest voice, the one that I use to make him believe anything I want. Anything.
"Just clearing my throat, Enrique." I whisper. "My cough hasn’t quite gone yet."
He nods. "Ah well." He smiles, pausing to kiss my forehead. I open my eyes only when I know he is looking at me again as he continues. "At least I won’t catch you smoking again thanks to that cough."
I smile slightly, making it look shy. Gullible git.
"Mm, yes. It was awful. I’ll never smoke again."
When I know you’re around.
He smiles and puts his arms around my waist to hold me close…
Shit!
I grab the edge of my jacket and wrap it round me as if I’m cold, then snuggle into his shoulder.
Lucky break. He nearly found my cigarettes…
~*Zeo’s P.O.V*~
I really can’t believe how lucky I am! After all this time I’m finally alone with Tyson without the interference from my father. Admittedly there are his team-mates and some other people, but they never seem to bother about it.
It’s a pity that I can’t sit near him, and sitting on his knee would make me look a little desperate in front of Gatti, and I don’t want to be seen as some kind of slut. But I am sat close enough that we can make some eye contact. A flirty glance, flutter my eyelashes and he’s all mine. I pout as seductively as I can, and flicker my eyes away. I know that he loves that, and I know that he has feelings for me too. If only he could pluck up the courage to speak to me and just tell me how much he loves me. Even if he just wants to sleep with me that’s ok. I can easily work on winning his heart later; right now all I can think of is sex. I just wish that he could be mine, that I could wrap my legs around his waist and let him take me. He’d grab my hair and pull my head back so he could bite my neck, I wonder if he would draw blood? I’d love it if he did, mark me as his and his alone, something that I could flaunt proudly, especially in front of Kenny.
I know the geek has some kind of thing for Tyson, which is obviously not returned. Why would Tyson ever go for someone like Kenny, he’s got nothing going for him whatsoever, and he thinks that Tyson will pick him over me! I struggle not to laugh out loud, and disguise my snort as a cough. Ok, so the Chief is sat right next to him, but Tyson sees Kenny as his best friend, nothing more. Actually I’m beginning to feel so sorry for Kenny. In their friendship Tyson is unwittingly leading him on that there’s something more to it.
Rei and Kai are sat together like love’s young dream, whispering to one another and kissing. I wonder how long they’ve been together. It can’t have been long, yet they’re so blatantly smitten with one another. I’m surprised lovehearts aren’t coming out of their ears. Perhaps Tyson and I will be like that soon, within a few days if I have my way, Chief or no Chief…
~*Kenny’s P.O.V*~
Why does Zeo keep looking over at me and smiling? I don’t think he’s realised that I’ve seen him, but he’s looking at me as though he feels sorry for me. I think that’s weird as I’m with Tyson not him, even though he doesn’t know, nobody knows except Kai.
Normally Kai’s really frosty with Zeo, and by that I mean more than usual, because he knows exactly what Zeo is up to. Rei doesn’t seem to be too happy when he sees him in the dojo either, but I think that’s just because he doesn’t really have much patience with exhibitionists like Zeo, or Oliver come to think of it.
I just wish Tyson would be the same. He flirts back and can’t understand why it’s hurting me. Last time Zeo came over I walked straight out of the dojo. I know it was rude but I can’t bear to see Zeo trying to win over Tyson, my Tyson, and not being able to do anything about it! I told Tyson how I felt after he came to find me but he just told me that I was being paranoid. He’s got no idea about what Zeo’s trying to do, and that’s what worries me so much. He won’t have a clue until Zeo makes a big move, and I don’t know if he’ll turn him down. I’m sure he has a little crush on him.
I couldn’t bear it if Tyson cheated on me. I love him so much that it hurts when he’s not around. I can live with not being public about our love, but I can’t live without him. Yet I couldn’t live with him if he’d betrayed me willingly.
I’m really glad that they finally got together, but I just wish that Rei and Kai would stop being so...soppy. All their kissing and whispering is really beginning to get on my nerves. I would probably feel a lot better if Tyson and I were the same; it’d get that slut Zeo off our backs. But I don’t want to risk the team’s reputation. Tyson’s the world champion the press are dying to get some sleaze on him. I don’t want his love for me to wreck his reputation. I was horrified when he told his Grandpa we were together. Mind you he was pretty cool about it, only getting upset because we hadn’t trusted him sooner. It was only after that when we started having sex.
Even when we were going out, I’d been so shocked that Tyson would even like someone like me that I’d never even thought about making love. I’d heard that it really hurt when they first went into you, but it didn’t. We didn’t prepare beforehand, no lube or that, and at first it felt a bit bad but it didn’t hurt at all. Tyson’s pretty big too, and he said I felt really tight whilst he was inside me, which I later found out he’d really liked. I loved it so much too, I’d never come before, not even on my own I’d never dared touch myself like that. Tyson must have been psychic; he touched me in places I’d never dreamt would feel at all, let alone so much. I moaned so much for him that night, as he had for me. Far from being smutty, it was the most romantic night that I’ve spent with him. That night, I fell asleep to his heartbeat and woke up to his hand tilting my chin into a kiss...
Before I start getting excited I avert my attention to the majestics. I find Enrique and Oliver’s relationship really strange. It seems like a one-way love. Enrique has obviously fallen hook, line and sinker for Oliver, but yet Oliver doesn’t seem as interested. Everything he does and says to Enrique is so...so false, like he’s done it so may times before it’s just automatic. I hope it’s just me, because if it isn’t, Enrique’s going to get his heart broken.
I think that Johnny and Robert would probably relate to me and Tyson relationship-wise. I saw the look on their faces when Robert was checking that scratch. Their eyes met for just a second and in that second I saw love. Even now, the way they’re sitting is so...careful. They’re sitting at a distance enough so they can be together, but far enough apart that they aren’t being suspicious. They’re obviously thinking about their reputations. I bet its Robert’s idea more than Johnny’s though.
Feeling bored, I open up my laptop, quietly so as not to wake Dizzi, and set it between me and Tyson. He squeezes my hand quickly behind it. I hope no-one notices. Tyson’s getting increasingly risky, pinching my bum as he walks past, squeezing me close as we’re sat together and when we’re stood he grabs my hand. Then there’s him sneaking into bed with me when the others are asleep, and about a week ago we ended up making love when the others were in the same room asleep! We were both covered in bite marks, which we’d done to stop ourselves from crying out, the next morning. Fortunately I had bitten him on his shoulders and not his neck or we’d both be in trouble. Then there was the time before that when the others had gone out. I’d gone into the shower and he’d followed me. It inevitably led to sex, and yes I’d cried out a lot. I like doing it in the shower it feels so naughty that it’s addictive. After cleaning up we were still confident that we wouldn’t get caught so we’d started getting passionate. I’d barely slipped my hand down Tyson’s trousers when Kai walked in! The look on his face was scary; I was so sure he’d freak at us. But luckily he’d been quite cool with it and had promised to keep it a secret. I can’t shake off the feeling that Rei knows now though.
It’s getting harder to keep our love so secret every day. Right now I’d do anything to feel Tyson’s strong arms around me, I want to run my hand over his chest and feel the muscle underneath. But I hold back because I want to protect my lover from the consequences of our openness.
A shudder runs down my spine as I see Zeo eyeing Tyson again. Suddenly I don’t care about the press, if a lifetime of their scrutiny relieves Tyson from a lifetime of Zeo’s I’m prepared to do it. I squeeze Tyson’s hand and entwine our fingers. He looks at me, delight shining in his eyes. I smile and reach over to whisper in his ear:
"I need to talk to you when we stop."
He nods and mouths the word "Okay." Before shuffling a little closer to me. Kai and Rei don’t notice; they’ve fallen asleep in each other’s arms, as have Oliver and Enrique. Johnny and Robert blatantly want to sleep, but it looks like they’re enduring it. Michael’s cap’s been drawn over his eyes so I guess he’s nodded off. I try not to smile as I see Tala and Max are beginning to doze off; they look so cute together! After looking away I cast a sideways glance at Zeo.
He’s blatantly not asleep, hehe!
I don’t think his eyes could have got any wider if he’d tried. He can’t see our hands but he can obviously see our arms. He’s gone greener than his hair, and his mouth is slightly open in horror. I think I’ve just put a message across:
KEEP YOUR FILTHY CLAWS OFF MY MAN, BITCH!
~*Author’s P.O.V*~
The Vione was huge, and floating. It was just as Gatti had said.
Rei raised his free hand to his mouth to hide its gape. Kai stood next to him, also surprised, his cold demeanour lost to awe.
"Wow…" Tala breathed to Max. "It’s beautiful!"
"It’s creepy." Max replied, not caring what his dream love thought.
"Just one question. How do we get up there?" Rei cocked his head in the most adorable manner possible, much to the amusement of Kai, and for some reason, Robert. The neko-jin turned to face Gatti, who smiled before switching a button on his armour. A face appeared in perfect clarity before him. The face was effeminate and had long wavy black hair, which it tossed back behind its ears before speaking.
"Gatti. What news have you? And why on Gaia did you not contact us sooner about the arrival of our visitors?"
The beybladers all jumped as one when the soldier’s head looked around to survey them all; they hadn’t realised that he could see them too. The head smiled, as though he had known this would happen.
"I’m sorry Viole," Gatti replied, returning Viole’s attention back to his comrade, "but there was a situation between our visitors that had to be rectified immediately." He gestured to Viole, whose giant ear moved closer. With his sharp, neko-jin hearing, Rei heard Gatti whisper: "Bitch fight, I’ll tell you later." Viole’s eyes widened before nodding. "Very well, Gatti, we’ll transport you to the Vione."
Minutes later the Beybladers were within the confines of the Vione, once again following the ever-amiable Gatti to the main audience chamber, where they would finally meet the Lord Dilandau Albatou.
"He’s mellowed out a bit since he got married and had kids." Gatti continued, after a curious Michael had asked what the warlord was like. "But Lady Albatou is just as wild, so there isn’t much of a change. They’ve had three kids. First they had two daughters and then they had the lad. Rumour has it that her ladyship is expecting their fourth. Four kids already can you believe it? I couldn’t imagine being that tied down, especially not in times of war like what we are in now. Poor baby, being born in such a time…"
"Thank you Gatti, but I doubt Lord and Lady Albatou feel the same way." The sharp voice cut through Gatti’s tirade. The speaker was another youthful soldier, with dark brown hair and an air of stony seriousness apart from the laughter lines framing his mouth. Gatti stopped, and bowed apologetically.
"I’m sorry Migel. I meant no disrespect…"
"Then why do you talk about my sister like that?" Migel snapped. "My sister is excited at the prospect of having another baby, as is Lord Dilandau. We need a baby around again to remind us that there is a future beyond this confounded war." He took a deep breath. "Lord and Lady Albatou are waiting for you. Master Albatou is there too. He is curious of these," Migel almost spat the word, "Dopplegangers of the mystic moon."
"Dopplegangers?" Johnny wondered before being hushed by Robert. If Migel had heard the Scotsman he hid it well.
"Follow me." He instructed before turning on his heel and leading them to the audience chamber.
The chamber looked as huge as the Vione itself, although Rei knew this would be impossible, as he had just walked down a corridor Gatti had claimed ran the whole length of the Vione. Instead of gazing round with expressions of awe, or in the case of the Majestics, jealousy, Rei looked straight at the legendary warlord himself.
For a father of three, possibly to be four, Dilandau Albatou was surprisingly youthful, barely looking eighteen. This high and mighty warlord would get checked for I.D at a club, yet was supposed to be the ruler of Gaia. The sliver hair, falling in long bangs behind a golden diadem, did nothing to age him. The crimson eyes, slightly brighter than Kai’s, were more aflame with youth than Rei’s sixteen-year-old lover, yet Dilandau must have been in his thirties at least. In fact, the only betrayer of his true age was an old scar emblazoned across his cheek. Someone had cut up his face pretty badly one time, though it had done nothing to spoil Dilandau’s beauty, rather to accentuate it. His build was slight, though Rei suspected that Dilandau was a lot stronger than he looked.
Lady Albatou looked about as young as her husband, and her body did not look like one that had thrice endured the ravages of pregnancy. Her hair was long, straight and black, tipped at the edges with a fiery scarlet. Her skin was warm and golden, similar to Rei’s own, where Dilandau was deathly pale. Her large eyes were startling amber like Rei’s, but where his were cat-like, hers were like the aura of a flame, and glittered as though they were actually on fire. Her face was pixie-like but well-sculpted, possibly attributing to her everlasting youth. Her lips were full and red and twisted into a slight smile. She was slim, with a figure that girls like Emily and Hilary would sell their souls for. Endowed chest, tiny waist and long shapely legs, had Rei not been attracted to men he would have seen why Dilandau was initially so attracted to her.
Lord and Lady Albatou were obviously not ashamed of their love; their entwined hands were on view for all to see. Kai looked at the shadowy figure perched gracefully on the arm of Lord Albatou’s throne…
…and saw Rei! Kai blinked and stared again, then turned to make sure that his lover was actually stood by his side. His lover had gone rigid, and was covered by a sheen of sweat. His breathing had become heavy, and his pupils reduced to mere pinpoints as he stared at his doppelganger. The doppelganger himself, who presumably answered to the name of Rei Albatou, seemed not so much surprised as politely amused, as a small smile quirked his perfect lips.
Rei Albatou was not a perfect mirror image of Rei Kon however. Where Rei Kon wore baggy, white, Chinese inspired clothing, Rei Albatou wore tight, figure hugging black. His hair was tied up like Rei Kon’s, but was not wrapped. Instead his hair was allowed to roam wild and free. His raven hair also had a curious purple tint to it, as opposed to the bluish tint of Rei Kon’s. His eyes were as aflame as those of his mother, Lady Albatou, and his skin had the same healthy golden tan. He was however, his father’s build, and subconsciously copied his father’s body language and demeanour. His red bandanna did not sport a yin and yang, but instead sported a complex crest: A droplet of blood wreathed in flame; the symbol of his parents’ union.
For a brief moment a pin would have dropped in the silence, until Dilandau cleared his throat and broke the spell.
"Fascinating," he breathed, his youthful red eyes twinkling, "We have had many visitors from the mystic moon, but never any with such…doppelganger qualities. It’s like looking into a mirror…"
The warlord appeared to consider his words.
"Well, if I were my son, in any case." Lady Albatou chuckled. Her voice was musical in tone and very light.
"Perhaps we should begin with pleasantries." She smiled. "Coming from the mystic moon, you won’t be familiar with Gaia. My name is Lady Fireball Albatou. Obviously the man next to me is my husband, whom you’ll have heard all about from Gatti. The Dragonslayer before you is my brother Migel, and the charming young man at my husband’s left is my son, Rei." A loving smile crossed her lips. "Obviously you will be familiar with his looks from your friend." She chuckled, before becoming serious once more.
"I am sorry that you couldn’t have visited us in happier times," she sighed, shaking her raven tresses, "but when Gaia is being torn apart by war. This is why we cannot allow you to leave the Vione. We will not, however, treat you like captives." Kai felt Lady Albatou reassured them all too eagerly, as though they had a reputation for imprisoning their guests.
"No indeed." Dilandau nodded sagely after a glance from his wife. "Although the Vione is strictly a military vessel, it has been used to accommodate the elite of the Zaibach Empire, and will house you very comfortably."
"Allow me to show you around." Rei Albatou’s voice was smooth and educated as he slid off the arm of the throne and turned to bow slightly to his father. "That is, if it pleases you father."
"It pleases me immensely Rei." Dilandau smiled, nodding to his son. "I very much doubt that Gatti thought to show them around before bringing them here. Migel, where is he?"
Migel bowed. "He said he was going to discuss something important with Viole."
"Ah, how Gatti loves to gossip." Dilandau laughed, shaking his head. "No doubt his news will be around the Vione within a day or two, so I shall hear all about it I suppose. Very well son, show them around, and to their quarters. Perhaps you’ll get a chance to show off your little Dragonblader unit."
Rei’s eyes gave a warning flash of anger. "Thank you father." However, when he turned to face his new companions, a smile was on his face and his eyes showed no tracery of his anger.
"Do follow me." He smiled, gliding past them towards the open doors. As though dazed, the beybladers followed him.
* * *
Rei Albatou turned out to be pretty much the same as Rei Kon, only cruder. Robert assumed that this was due to his upbringing in a military environment, which attributed to his tirade of casual cussing that made Rei Kon blush. Soldiers were very rarely anything other than uncouth, not caring about the effects they could be having on a small child.
Yet, all of the Dragonslayers Robert had seen on their tour around the Vione appeared to be nothing more than a bunch of prettyboys with swords. The sight of them, along with his companions, painfully reminded Robert of his shortcomings.
He’d always known that he wasn’t pretty. German boys were either good looking or they weren’t (A/N: Might sound discriminate, but when I went to Germany that was the impression that I got, plus they were much better looking than English boys XP) and it was a fact. He knew that he wasn’t ugly, but was nothing more than plain. When the Majestics joined up, he had noticed that Oliver was exquisitely beautiful; Enrique was attractive in the way that could only be achieved by a Mediterranean. Johnny was full of rugged charm, and surprisingly good looking for a British boy. Robert was…Robert. However he hadn’t cared; somebody had to be the least attractive member of the team after all. However he hadn’t banked on the attractiveness of his rivals.
The Bladebreakers in particular were all good looking boys. Tyson possessed a very unique attraction and was very good looking when sitting very quietly, not eating, and behaving in what Robert thought was a respectable manner. Max was a psychopathic bimbo on a permanent sugar high, but possessed the cuteness that all natural blondes seemed, in Robert’s opinion, to possess right from birth. The Chief, or Kenny as Robert preferred to address him (nicknames were so impolite after all) possessed a geekish charm. Kai was like a glacier, cold but beautiful, and there was a lot below the surface, which reflected in his beyblading, and his blood red eyes away from the stadium. Rei was probably the most beautiful human being alive or that had ever lived. When Robert had first encountered him it had taken all of his willpower to keep his jaw firmly put. As he had walked into the room the sun, previously concealed by a grey cloud, had through a window, as though even the sun ached to be in his presence. Robert Jurgen did not approve of horrible chat up lines like: there must be an angel missing from heaven…etc, but had Rei suddenly turned around and declared himself an angel sent by god he would have believed him. It had been Rei who had brought forward all of Robert’s personal issues about his looks. Not because of the way Rei made him feel, but by the obvious effect he had initially had on Johnny.
Robert had secretly been attracted to Johnny from the day they had first met. He appeared to be the only one of the three who didn’t believe flirty flattery would get you everywhere. He didn’t giggle the whole time, and he didn’t believe that beauty was only skin deep, as Robert had found out when Johnny had stepped forward and mumbled out his feelings, blushing in the most adorable way, for Robert. Initially Robert had been taken aback, but as Johnny had tearfully gone to leave, Robert had grabbed his wrist, spun him round, and kissed him firmly on the lips. Their relationship had steadily flourished in private from that day, until Robert had realised that he was now in love with Johnny. Two days previous to their arrival on Gaia, Robert had drowsily murmured "I love you." to his koi after another of their secret nights of passion. By the way Johnny immediately leapt up and kissed him, he’d been pleased…
Rei Albatou’s voice jolted Robert out of his little fantasy. Robert hoped that nobody had noticed how much tighter his pants had become during his thoughts of Johnny. It appeared not as Rei stepped past a dark opposing door.
"…and that’s where the Strategos Folken sleeps and studies…and probably wanks too." Rei continued, eliciting a wince from everyone. "Hopefully you won’t have to see the tight-arsed bastard (another wince from Robert, with smirks from Johnny to taste!) while you’re here. But if you do, let me warn you that he acts like he’s got a spear up his arse (wince and smirk) because he’s ‘busy’, or at least that’s what father tells me. Personally I think that my father’s scared of him. Can’t see why myself he’s just a miserable git (wince) but who am I to judge? Father hadn’t even met Mother at the start of the first war. But you don’t want to know all that…"
The tour continued, along with Rei’s tirade accentuated by Robert’s wincing as more cussing developed, until they reached a large pair of double doors. Behind the closed doors was a multitude of activity, judging by the noise. Rei turned round and grinned proudly, looking more like an excited child than ever.
"This," he grinned, "is the Dragonblader unit. My own Dragon slayer warriors, only better than the Dragonslayers will ever be! They’re sparring right now…" Rei’s face dropped as he leant his ear against the door. "That’s…not…sparring. We shall see about this!"
Ignoring the confused look of his guests, Rei spun the doors open with barely an inch of effort and stepped forward into the sparring room.
In front of him was a war zone. The beybladers gasped as a unison as they saw their own dopplegangers stood in front of them, although with notable differences, such as wings.
The fighters were Tala and Kai. Both were slightly taller than their earthly counterparts, and their bodies were notably streamlined. But what was most bizarre about them was their wings. Kai sported a beautiful pair of pale blue wings, which appeared to absorb the light that fell on them. This Kai had black stripes on his cheeks in place of blue, and the dark blue hair at the back of his head was longer, and eventually paled until it was the same colour as the front. It was tied back in a style similar to Rei Albatou’s.
Tala’s wings were the fiery reds of his copper hair, shining as though they were polished. Max remembered that birds would often preen their feathers, and wondered if these two would do the same. This Tala’s eyes were still, blue, but reminded him of a hawk he had once seen, it was as though they were ripping the body apart to see the soul within. He was just as beautiful as the Tala stood by Max’s side. Despite the sweat streaming down his face and that pristine hair really messed up, he still managed to appear perfect to all except Max.
Both Kai and Tala were locked in combat, not with weapons but were engaged in what could only be described as mid air wrestling. Kai's angel wings beat furiously as he pushed himself further into the air. Tala shrieked and propelled himself backwards out of the way before righting himself in the air and following his assailant, only to collide headlong with Kai's fist. The redhead brought his hand to his stinging nose, which amazingly was not broken, before drawing his sword…
Rei Albatou suddenly leapt between the two, his own sword drawn. With his blade he parried Tala's onslaught, whilst his free arm struck out to restrain Kai. However this was an unnecessary gesture, as Kai was knelt on the floor alongside his fellow dragonbladers. Soon he was followed by Tala, who knelt down shivering; his widened eyes fixed firmly on the floor.
"F-forgive me, Rei-sama…" Kai stuttered, gazing at his beloved lord. "I-I didn't mean to disgrace you…I was only defending your name…"
Rei's face, which was fixed in a rictus of fiery, barely contained disgust at the sight of Tala, changed to an expression of tenderness at the sight of Kai as his purple tinted head turned. He smiled gently.
"Kai, I do not once doubt the nobility of your actions. It is however, the actions of your brother that I bring into question. For I assume, it was him that gave you cause to defend my name in the first instance." He turned back to Tala, who's eyes were almost boring a hole into the ground. "What have you been saying about me?" With a single hand, he hoisted Tala off the ground until their faces were level, and snarled through gritted teeth at his terrified dragonblader.
"We take you in when your traitor uncle throws you out on your mother's mercy. We forgive you for being an enemy of the glory that is Zaibach. When your mother decides that you need something to occupy yourself with I allow you the privilege of becoming one of the glorious dragonbladers. How many in this age dream of a life with half the luxury and a percentage, a percentage, of the privilege that yours has? Yet what do you do? Cause dissension amongst your comrades, disrespect me behind my back and to my face you have the audacity to humiliate me in front of guests. And naturally do not dare to forget that I know it was you tardiness and Max's that lost us the summoner, and more importantly, the Platinstone. Do you know the amount of pleading and scraping that I did before my father just to save your miserable hide from a most humiliating, however deserving, public execution? YOU ARE A DISGRACE!"
With that he tossed Tala away, as though he were a paper doll. The winged blader slid across the entire length of the floor before hitting his head on the wall with a sickening crack, yet Rei ignored this. Instead he turned to the dragonblader Tyson, who immediately rose to his feet. He was a tall, imposing character, with thick broad shoulders and muscles that bulged from every part of his body. Unlike the beyblading world champion he did not wear a baseball cap. His face was flawless save for a zigzag scar directly underneath his right eye, which revealed the pearly white pupil of blindness. His good eye was fixed on Rei, until he closed his eyes and brought his fist to his broad chest. The beybladers gawked in unison when they heard the flexing of his huge muscles from even that tiny moment. Rei Albatou however, appeared unimpressed.
"Tyson, what happened?" The hulking warrior opened his eyes as he replied.
"Rei-sama, we were sparring as you instructed, when the beast-woman Mariah entered the room and began to torment Kai. Like any self-respecting soldier he sent her away, and that would have been it, had it not been for his brother Tala. Tala actually defended her, and the following argument ended in a fight when you came in. Tala called you a…despotic racist my lord, the most pleasant of his insults by far. Kai was only defending you, as would any other of us."
"The beast-woman…" Rei snarled, eyes fixed on the cowering Tala "Did she leave the training room?"
Tyson shook his hear. "No my lord. I have been sat by the servant's entrance throughout and she did not come to it, and of course she would not dare exit using the normal doors."
"Indeed, she knows her place that much at least." Rei sneered, walking past Tyson toward a shadowy figure in the corner of the room. The figure was Mariah, or at least the same shape. This Mariah made the white tiger look less cat-like than Rei did. This Mariah was the literal definition of Catwoman, with pink furred cat ears to boot, and they were real, judging by the way they moved at the sound of Rei's footsteps. Her fur was orange, with pink stripes on her arms and around the sides of her cheeks. She even had a tail, which swished back and forth in anticipation.
When Rei reached her, he grabbed her by the hair, eliciting a screech as she was flung bodily into the centre of the room. Rei kicked her in the stomach as she tried to right herself, causing her to roll onto her back, struggling to regain her breath. Sneering, the Dragonblader leader spat before speaking.
"Ungrateful, despicable little whore! You of all people should show my family some gratitude after all we did for you. Kai and Tala…their mother is one of my father's most favoured Dragonslayers, but you…you are nothing! Your whore of a mother was none other than Van's little pet slut, no connection to the glorious Zaibach Empire. Yet you continue to disrespect me, even when I have provided you with a life beyond the wildest dreams of the rest of your filthy kind. By rights I ought to skin you alive and present your hide as a democratic gift. You truly repulse me with your ingratitude. What do you have to say for yourself?"
Mariah's voice was barely above a whisper to hide the tears threatening to break forth.
"F-Forgive me, Rei-sama. I never meant to cause you any offence. I-I-I truly am grateful to you for your mercy. When Van-sama threw us out after his brother's death, I was afraid that I would be left to fend for myself, which I would never manage alone. I count my blessings every day. I know that I am not supposed to mix with the dragonbladers, but when we were in the Fanelian royal family Kai, Tala and I spent a lot of time together, even after my mother died. I just wanted to talk to Kai about something, we…we used to be friends…"
Rei threw his head back and laughed. "Ah, but you forget, Mariah. You are no longer in that perverted little backwater of a country. It is possibly most fortunate for you that you are not. After all, now your mother is dead he could well have wanted you to replace her, and who knows what would have happened to you. Kai and Tala are no longer your friends during their time at training. This is a war, you know."
"I-I know, Rei-sama. I beg your forgiveness…"
Rei snorted. "Remove yourself from my sight, and I may consider!"
Mariah did not need to be told again. Within an instant she was on her feet heading to the door. With that Rei returned his attention to Tala, unsheathing his sword.
"A racist, am I?" He spat. "Give me one reason why I shouldn't kill you right now! Looks like you've finally given me the excuse…"
"NO!" A piercing shriek rang through the hall, as a blonde haired apparition leapt between the captain and his would be victim. This apparition turned out to be Max.
It was very hard to believe any living being could have hair wilder than the blonde locks of Max Mizuhara (AN: in particular series one), but this Max had achieved it. His hair appeared to billow around his face in a room with no moving air. His blue eyes were virtually pinpoint, and his face was considerably sharper. The entire image was sharper than the softer face and body of the American. The beybladers gaped in shock as they realised that he was floating six inches above the ground. He was also currently floating in front of Tala, shielding him from a now enraged Rei. Instinctively he fell to his knees, though did not return to the ground.
"Forgive me my lord." His voice had a strange breathless tone, and made his every word sound like part of a sigh. "But please, consider before taking Tala's life. He and Kai…and indeed, myself…are children of your father's favourite Dragonslayers. If you were to take one of our lives, that would surely anger them and they could…persuade your father to relinquish your control on the Dragonbladers…"
At this, Rei's blade was lowered. Clearly he did not want to lose his dragonbladers. As he turned a smirk crossed his lips.
"Pitiful." He sneered. "I would never hide behind the shadow of my human father, demon."
Beckoning Kai to help him, he led the beybladers out of the hall to be shown to their quarters, but not before Rei's neko-jin ears heard Tala's voice, low and ominous:
"Better to live behind your father's shadow than to cower before it, Albatou."
* * *
Zeo was getting increasingly infuriated at the sight before him. Tyson and Kenny, hand in hand! Like lovers! He'd seen Kenny grab Tyson's hand behind his laptop on the way to the Vione, then had whispered something to him, to which the stud had agreed. Now they were all over each other. When Rei Albatou had raised his sword to that Tala, the chief had buried his head into Tyson's chest, and Tyson had put his arm around him. Zeo had almost screamed as Kenny had remained within this position even as they began to leave, although they had to break apart as they started walking. However Zeo found his eyes hypnotically drawn to their clasped hands, pausing only to stare at the occasional loving glances they shared. Every ounce of Zeo's willpower was all that stood between him and tearing Kenny apart. Despite the almost instinctive territorial urge threatening to consume his mind, a tiny part of him insisted that Tyson would never love him after knowing that Zeo destroyed his lover, however misguided his choice was…
No, the best way to get Tyson was to show him what he could have, instead of that pathetic little geek. Judging by what he knew of the chief, they wouldn't have gone much further than kissing. Tyson was probably dying for some sexual contact, and when he gave in to his urges he would find Zeo.
Failing that, the Dragonblader Tyson was Zeo's next target. That irresistible mass of bulging muscle and sex appeal was just as delicious as Zeo's Tyson. If Tyson refused to see sense and realise what an unsuitable match he had in his best friend, then a few passion-filled nights between the sheets of that hunk's bed might be the perfect tonic needed to kick start the relationship of a lifetime…
The Dragonbladers Rei and Kai were allocating their guests to their rooms. It appeared that they were starting with couples, as they led Oliver and Enrique into one huge room. Rei and Kai were next to get a room, generating strange smiles from the dragonblader counterparts. A glance at Tyson and Kenny's clasped hands led to them getting a room together as well. Zeo thought Kenny followed Tyson a little too readily, but made a note of where they were, all the same. Robert was next, followed by Johnny, who passed a longing glance at Robert's door before walking inside. Tala and Max both got rooms next to each other, and Zeo was next.
As he stepped into the room, he quietly shut the door behind him and waited until they were gone. He then slipped out of his room and crept to Tyson's room. Kneeling on the floor, he brought his eye to the keyhole to see what was going on.
Initially he was surprised at the fantastic view he had of the room. But as his gaze inevitably led to the huge king size bed, he began to regret this gift…
~* Tyson's POV *~
Thank Kami those guys have finally left us alone. After all that's happened to us I really need some time alone with the guy I love.
Guy I love? About three months ago I may still have died before referring to Kenny like that, but all that's changed now, now that I know that I love him and he loves me.
Already I'm finding it hard to keep my eyes off him as he looks around our room. Sitting on the bed watching him I can't believe that no one else has seen just how beautiful he is. The way his hair falls around his face, the way he subconsciously straightens his glasses when you talk to him. The blush that covers his cheeks when you say something nice to him. His little giggle, and the way his lips become serious as they touch mine…
…the way his hands timidly touch my skin, how his legs wrap perfectly around my waist as I take him. His fingers gripping my flesh as I make love to him, and the way his back arches into my embrace as he reaches orgasm. His moans as we become one…oh Kami…they drive me wild, especially as they develop into screams.
I remember us doing it in the same room as our teammates, right next to Max, Rei and Kai, who were sleeping. The way he bit me…The taste of his flesh and blood in my mouth! It was one of the best nights I've had. It probably has a lot to do with the danger factor; there was always a chance that somebody would wake up and see us.
He's noticed my stare now. He smiles at me, that sexy smile that always turns me on. I can feel my pants tightening and I can't help but notice how big this bed is, and how soft, how easy it would be to throw him onto it and take him right now. I get this feeling a lot. I think it's some kind of primitive urge, like a natural instinct. I don't know if it's even me controlling it, or if it's my body alone. All I know is I feel this mind-blowing ecstasy and Kenny's screams driving me crazy until I…
You know we've done it so many times that I should be able to put the feeling when you come into words. But all I can say is that this pressure builds up in my body and then I sort of explode with pleasure through my entire body, which concentrates into my cock as I…squirt. It's not the same on your own though. After we first did it I tried on my own, but it wasn't nearly as intense. I don't really touch myself so much any more it depresses me because I really miss Kenny afterwards.
"Tyson?" He's sat next to me now, looking as worried as ever. I actually wish he wouldn't do that. When he smiles it's like he's older, but when he's worried he pulls a "frightened child" face and it reminds me that we're both only fourteen.
I know we're too young to be having sex, but we love each other more than most adults ever will. We are serious about each other and I believe we'll be together for life, so why can't we express it?
While I continue my justification of my premature sex life, I smile at Kenny.
"Just…thinking koi." I grin. He cocks his head at my reply. Oh Kami! I'm so turned on right now, I need him.
"What about?" He giggles, indicating with a glance the suddenly larger tent in my shorts. I grin again.
"Think you can work it out?" My lips are on his by now and he responds by wrapping his arms around me.
Because I'm a lot heavier than he is, I'm also a lot stronger. I use my weight to push him into the mattress. A hard feeling against my stomach tells me he wants it just as much as I do. This just turns me on even more and my kissing gets fiercer, even as my lips move from his lips to his neck.
He moans for me as his hands claw at my jacket, pulling it off my shoulders. I nibble at his neck as I unfasten his tie in an attempt to expose more for me to bite. I love the top of his neck, just beneath the chin. But I need to get his clothes off to have my wicked way with him.
Those gorgeous, talented hands of his are under my top now, clawing at the flesh on my back.
"Tyson…" he pants, arching his body against mine. "Uhhn! Tyson please!"
As I start unfastening his tie he whimpers softly, and I remember a fantasy that I wanted to try out. This tie might well play a big part in it.
Everyone, including me until the second time we made love, automatically assumes Kenny is an absolute uke. Totally submissive, just lies back and does nothing. But nothing could be further from the truth! The second night together was a major shock for me. I was stripping him down one minute and the next I was flipped on my back with him grinning on top of me. Next thing I knew he was lowering himself onto my cock and doing me senseless. Of course, he's never been inside me, but all the same, as Rei once said after Kenny yelled at me, it's the quiet ones that surprise you…
But not this time. This time I want him to give in entirely to me. Hear him screaming underneath me, begging me for mercy…or for more.
Before I change my mind I grab him and bring him to the top of the bed. Once I have him where I want him I rip his shirt off and toss it to the floor. Then I grab his wrists and press them against the headboard. It's one of those fancy metal ones with the bars. Perfect to tie him to! With an almost feral growl I use his tie to fasten him to it. As I see his dark brown eyes stare at me, full of surprise and arousal, I lick my lips. I'm going to have some fun!
My sweater comes off almost immediately before my lips crush his. As I pull away, panting madly, I take a look at him and almost laugh. He's sort of frozen, and his eyes are wide and unblinking, staring right at me. He's blushing furiously and fuck is he sexy as hell. My cock's throbbing so hard I'm worried it'll burst. My trousers feel way too tight!
I fumble with the button on his shorts and he raises his hips so I can pull them off. He squeals as his pants follow suit; I was a bit rough. I can't keep my eyes off his gorgeous body as I undo my own trousers and shorts, gasping as my cock is released from its confinements. He eyes my erection and flashes a naughty grin.
"Took some of the pressure off, did you baby?" He purrs. "Or are you still feeling frustrated?"
"Little whore." I growl, leaning forward to kiss him again. As our erections touch we moan together.
"Aah! Oh Tyson, please stop torturing me. I need you!"
I tut and shake my head playfully as I stare down, faking anger.
"Such a naughty little chief. You need to be taught some manners!"
I have no idea how we got so dirty, but I really don't care. It's all just a bit of bedtime fun and we joke about it afterwards, but neither of us can work out how we discovered it was so much fun!
My gorgeous little chief pretends to be scared.
"Oh n-no Tyson! What have I done?"
"Talking whilst I'm trying to kiss you." I purr, licking at the bite marks on his neck and forcing tiny little whimpers and squeaks out of him.
I trace a path down his chest with my tongue, lips and teeth until I reach a nipple. I lick it gently with my tongue before I bite it gently. Kenny screams, and I feel him struggle against his bonds. But I am good at tying knots, as he finds out.
"Oh Kami, Tyson…"
My mouth leads further south, pausing briefly at his navel before going lower, and I prop myself up on my elbows as I reach his cock. I hear his breathing become heavier in anticipation as I lower my head to its tip, as slowly as possible to tease him. My lips brush against the top gently before swirling my tongue over it. Kenny groans and bucks his hips towards the touch. I then start at the base of his length and lick my way to the tip as quickly as I can before fully taking him into my mouth. I know he loves that, as he proves with a scream.
"Tyson! Aaah!"
I'm surprised he screamed so loud. Our bed is against the wall that Robert's room shares, and the room on our other side has Rei and Kai in it. He's normally so careful about keeping things secret, unless…
As I put two and two together I don't think I could be any happier. I feel a sudden urge to prove just how madly I'm in love with him, abandoning his member to kiss him with every ounce of passion that I can muster. His legs wrap around my waist tightly, indicating his need. Who am I to deny the most gorgeous creature in the universe when he wants me?
My trousers are still on the bed, so I reach over and feel into the pocket, smirking as my fingers close around the tube of lubricant. I pull it out and unscrew the cap. It's brand new, so I break the seal, tricky with trembling hands!
"I love you…" I pant, breaking from our kiss and settling myself between his thighs. He eagerly spreads his legs further apart as he treats me to a smile full of lust.
"I love you too." He purrs while I coat my fingers liberally with the strawberry scented lube, his favourite. Watching his reaction, I slide my fingers into him, delighting as he takes a sharp intake of breath and flings his head straight back. He's so beautiful; I can't believe that he loves me.
I continue pleasuring him with my fingers until he starts thrusting back on them, telling me that he's ready. I quickly prep myself with some more of the lube then set it on the bedside table. His head lifts up to watch me position my erection against him. Our gazes lock as I push myself into him slowly and carefully. I don't want to hurt him too much. As we become one our lips brush together before I pull out slightly, and slam back in. He screams and arches his back as I hit that inner pleasure spot again and again. I quicken the pace of my thrusts, causing the entire bed to rock back and forth in tune with our lovemaking. Kenny screams my name, his voice becoming increasingly urgent.
"Aaah…uhnn…oh Tyson! I love you…Tyson…oh Kami I need you!"
I grab his hair and pull his head back so I can bite his neck. My teeth sink into his tender flesh, drawing both blood and screams of ecstasy from my lover. You see we both love being bitten and biting each other, especially during sex, and drawing blood just makes it so much better. I close the wound by lapping it, marking my beautiful chief as mine.
"Tyson…"
"Kenny…"
"Uhnn! Tyson…auhh…Tyson please!"
Like I said, how can I deny him? My hand snakes between our sweaty bodies to wrap lovingly around his neglected member, giving him his much-needed climax. Oh Kami! He's so tight! I can feel the pressure building up inside me…
His orgasm lifts my lover from our bed and into my embrace. Our lips and tongues lock as his seed covers both our bellies. He traces soft kisses down my chin…my neck…my collarbone…and bites my shoulder hard.
The cocktail of pleasure and pain is enough to tip me over the edge and my vision explodes with pleasure. I hear myself screaming Kenny's name. Funny, I don't remember doing it. I thrust like a madman into his body as I fill him with my seed, right to the brim. He whimpers as I pull out of him and collapse by his side. For a while we just lie there, panting for breath. I sit up when I have gained my breath a little to unfasten his wrists. I hope I didn’t damage his tie. His arms flop down onto his chest and he reaches over, shaking a little, to the bedside table for his glasses.
I shake my head. When did he take them off? He must have done it, because I can remember taking everything else off! He must have done it whilst I was kissing his neck. He always takes his glasses off, ‘cos I forget and he always threatens to hit me. Not that I’d mind…
"You’d never make a dominatrix honey."
Kenny’s voice snaps me out of my dreams pretty quickly. I turn around to see him staring at me, a kinda dreamy smile on his face. Feeling stupid, I reply,
"Huh?"
"Well, you tie me up, we have the most…amazing sex, and then you untie me and daydream. You’d never make it as a dominatrix…look you’re doing it now!"
He thought that was amazing! I must be getting better…
"Tyson!!!"
"Huh, did you say something?"
He groans dramatically, then lays on his back
"Don’t worry it wasn’t important. Look what you did to my wrists!"
He holds his wrists up accusingly for me to inspect. Little pink friction marks where his tie rubbed glare at me. I just grin.
"But koi, I thought you liked it when I left a mark." I purr before playfully biting a wrist. That gets me a little squeak and a playful slap. I grin and we start to play fight. Our laughter can probably be heard outside, but we don’t care. It ends with us kissing, like it normally does. I love him so much. I can’t imagine being with anyone else…
…no-one…
…just me and Kenny, till the end of time…
~*Author’s P.O.V*~
His eyes blurred with tears as he ran back to his room.
Tyson…his Tyson…fucking Kenny?! How could he do this? Zeo couldn’t understand it. Tyson refused him over that ugly prepubescent geek!
Why? What did the Chief have that Zeo hadn’t, apart from Tyson of course? Nothing! He was lacking where Zeo wasn’t, if anything. Yet Tyson had fucked him, and not for the first time, if their confidence together was any judge. Tyson knew the Chief’s body like he would his own be! Disgusting! Vile! Wrong! Wrong! Wrong! WRONG!
How could he have been so mistaken? How? All the signs that Tyson was the one…how could he have misread them so…completely? How could Tyson have sent him the wrong signs…?
Or was it? Had Zeo been sending the wrong signals to Tyson? As he sat on his bed he remembered all his advances towards the world champion. They had all been so forward…a nice way of saying desperate!
Zeo clapped his hand to his forehead. Of course! How could he have been so blind?! Tyson wouldn’t want it handed on a plate. He wanted a challenge! Of course! What else would the world champion want? He probably had to work for the Chief’s geekish virginity. Yes…yes that was it!
Well, if it was icy Tyson wanted, then icy Tyson would have! Zeo giggled madly as a plan began to form…
~*Kai’s P.O.V*~
"Mmm…lower…"
I moan deeply as Rei’s hands caress my back, moving hypnotically across my skin, smoothing the muscles beneath them expertly. Where did he learn to do this? There’s so much about Rei that I’m still discovering, and boy am I looking forward to it. That first kiss…learning how he felt…smelled…tasted…just remembering it makes me hard! He’s so amazing and he doesn’t know it. His eyes look different when he looks at me now. They’re brighter, and it’s almost like he’s smiling at me even when his mouth is serious…
"Kai-koi?"
"Hmmm?" I lift my head up to see him sat on my rear whilst massaging my spine. He’s not looking at me, but straight ahead at the wall, almost dreamily.
"How long do you think we’ll be here?" He looks down at me questioningly, his head cocked to the right, eyes asking the question far more quizzically than any spoken word could. I gently coax him off me so I can sit up to face him.
"I don’t know, koi. I don’t even know why we’re here. I wish I could tell you different…"
Rei smiles, then kisses me gently. His lips are so soft and smooth. I can’t get enough of them. I kiss them gently in return before he sighs.
"Do you think we’ll ever get back?"
"I don’t know."
"Gomen." Rei blushes and looks down. "I just don’t want to be here any longer than we have to be. I don’t like it here. That other Rei…scares me." He shudders. "The way he just flung Tala to one side, just for starting a fight! The way he treated Mariah…" Rei’s pupils reduce to slits and he snarls. I look down just in time to see his nails stretch out, like a cat’s claws. Now it’s my turn to shudder. I hate it when Rei gets angry, he looks less human and more tiger when he does that eye thing.
But I can understand why. That Mariah girl looked so much like ours back on earth. When that other Rei had thrown her around the room none of the other dragonbladers had batted an eyelid. Some had even smiled in blatant approval, especially that Tyson. That freakish other Max…the one that could fly with the mad eyes…he’d laughed. In fact the only ones who hadn’t approved were that other Tala, who’d sobbed when she got hit, and that other me, who’d closed his eyes as it the act would stop it from happening.
Rei…my Rei…had almost leapt forward to defend the girl, but I’d pulled him back to reality. That other Rei would probably have killed him, and if he hadn’t then one of the others would have. Apart from Max and Tala, the others seem fiercely loyal to him…
"Oh Kai…his eyes when he turned back to us…they were so full of some kid of…of hunger. Like that other Max had denied him his kill. He’s evil…like the Dilandau in the anime."
My head jerks up in surprise. "You watched the anime?!"
Rei looked up. "Max has the box set. We watched it whilst I was in the hospital after Bryan…"
I shudder. After I’d blurted out all that crap, Rei had battled Bryan in the tournament. Bryan doesn’t take rejection well, so he fought not to win, but to hurt. It was more like a revenge attack than an actual battle. I remember hating him so much for it, and storming towards the demolition boys' headquarters to beat him up for it. As if that was going to make everything alright again! As if Rei would be instantly healed! As if he’d love me!
But eventually, it turns out that he did…
Rei’s hand strokes my cheek, quickly followed by his lips.
"It’s all in the past now, koi." He purrs. My hand touches his cheek, and he leans towards the touch.
"I couldn’t help but blame myself." I whisper hoarsely. "If I’d have admitted to how I felt then I could have defended you and…"
"…and Bryan would probably have hurt me a lot more." Rei finished. "I would have been something really important to you then. Bryan could have ‘taught me a lesson’ for turning him down and taught you a lesson for ditching them just by hurting me."
I take him into my arms; he returns my embrace and brings his face level with mine.
"But I just wanted to protect you from him." Rei blushes, then leans forward until his lips are millimetres from mine.
"You can protect me now, koi." He purrs. At that I press my lips to his with all the passion I can muster. He responds with equal force and I slide my tongue into his mouth.
Rei moans then pulls me down onto the bed with him. One hand tangles itself in the hair on the back of my head, the other on my back. My right hand is nestled between the bed and his back; my left strokes his thigh.
"Kai…" he breathes, sounding a little surprised as my kisses trace a path from his lips to his neck and my hand unties his red sash.
"You're so beautiful." I whisper, unclasping his overtop and stroking his blue silk T-shirt
"Kai, I'm not sure if I…"
"Ssh…" I whisper before hungrily claiming his mouth once more, cutting off any protest he may have been preparing to make. He's stiffened a little. I guess he's nervous about his first time; I know I was when I was with Tala…
He shivers as I pull his T-shirt off, baring his chest to me. Taut golden skin stretched over a slender form. But he isn't skin and bones, as the beginnings of a six-pack stare back at me. I can't help but smile faintly as I fun a shaky finger down his torso. Rei squirms beautifully under my touch, whimpering so…deliciously for me.
His honey skin tastes as sweet as it looks as I run my tongue across his chest, forcing a little moan from his lips as my tongue brushes against a nipple.
"Ah! K-Kai…" he cries, his breath catching in his throat as my hands and mouth caress his glowing skin. Strange, I think as my hand pulls down on his pants, I thought he would purr…
"No…"
What? I stop my caresses immediately and look up at him. The sight before me threatens to rip me in two.
He's in tears. His golden eyes are glittering like the precious metal itself, but their beautiful glitter is as nothing compared to the crystalline tears flowing from them. His body is rigid, like he were made of metal, and his already flat stomach appears concave as it tries to escape my touch. His breathing his harsh and broken as it mixes with suppressed sobs. He starts to shiver and his eyes screw shut as I stroke his chest in a feeble attempt at comfort. I stop and stare at him. What have I done to make him so repulsed by a simple touch?
"Rei?" I climb up the bed to lie myself next to him. His eyes open as my hand strokes his cheek. For once, I make no attempt to mask my concern. His eyes shed even more tears.
"I'm sorry!" He wails, burying his head into my chest and bunching his hands into fists. I wrap my arms around him and hold him to me. "I'm so sorry!"
"Ssh…" I soothe, stroking his hair. "You've got nothing to be sorry about. I didn't know you weren't ready…"
"I'm sorry, I kn-know you wanted it…" Rei's voice is broken from the sobs.
"Sssh, don't worry about it. I can wait. I want you to enjoy our first time together as much as I do, especially because it's your firs-"
Rei's cries turn into loud howls as he shakes his head against my chest. My pathetic attempts at comfort are halted abruptly.
"What…what are you trying to tell me Rei?" There's no way I could hide the tremor behind my words; I dread the answer.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry…" my lover gulps. "I didn't want you to find out…you'll hate me…"
"Rei, nothing you could say to me could make me hate you…"
"You will hate me."
"You thought I hated you before…"
"But this is different!"
"What is? Is it something to do with sex?"
Nod. My little neko-jin starts crying again
"Have you done it before?"
Nod, and then a whisper that I can't hear. He keeps repeating it again and again, the flow of words ruptured by frequent gulps and sobs. He starts shaking again.
"Rei?"
"I thought I'd got over it. I thought it was the past. I was so sure…"
"About what?"
I hate myself as I hear his breath catch then that whisper again.
"Rei…I'm sorry…I couldn-"
"Please Kai, don't make me tell you. Please don't bring it up any more…"
"But Rei, I need to know. We can't just leave it like this.
"No…I don't want…I don't think I'm ready yet…"
"Please…"
"I…three years ago…I was…I was…"
His head shoots up, revealing a face and eyes so full of agony and dread I almost cry myself.
"I was raped!"
The shaking becomes almost convulsive as Rei buries his head in my chest. Trembling myself, I tighten my grip around him, as though the single gesture could take the pain away. I almost cry myself.
"I'm sorry…" I whisper hoarsely, tears spilling from my eyes. How could I be so selfish? Why couldn't I have just respected his wishes rather than forcing him to tell me?
"I trusted him…he was a friend of Lee's family. I was so naïve I didn't know…didn't know he was going to rape me. I was fourteen…how could he do that to me? How?"
"Afterwards he…he told me it was my fault…it was my fault that he'd raped me. He told me that I'd got this…this aura that said I was begging for it. Maybe he was right…"
"No!"
My cry stopped him in his tracks at least. I couldn't bear that any longer, hearing him pull himself down. It was like having my soul ripped into pieces again and again.
He's looking up at me, puzzlement glittering in his golden eyes. Why is he confused about me reacting with such emotion? Did he honestly believe that I would agree with his rapist? Oh God no!
"Don't ever say that again!" I whisper. "Never! Nobody deserves anything so horrible like that to happen to them, least of all you. Why didn't you say something before? Or go to the police?"
"I was ashamed." Rei whispered. "I've lived the past three years believing that it was my fault. Like I said, I trusted him, and he's very well respected in the village. The justice system in our village isn't as sophisticated…it'd be my word against his, and he would win. He's so much more intelligent…"
I place a finger on his lips and ignore the fact that it's trembling. I stare at him with more determination than I have ever felt before.
"When we get back to earth," I growl so fiercely that Rei starts to cringe away from me, "we are going to the police and putting that perverted son of a bitch to justice! From now on, I'm determined to show you just how amazing you are!"
Through his tears, I see a glimmer of hope in his eyes. He blushes prettily and even forces a smile for me. He cuddles up to me.
"Arigatou." He whispers. I blush and kiss the top of his head.
"I'll always be here to protect you Rei." I vowed.
He doesn't take long to go to sleep. I close my own eyes, hoping to get some rest myself, but as I sleep I have nightmares.
I dream only of darkness, but I hear Rei crying…crying my name…crying for help. I run through the endless darkness, calling for Rei. His cries get more urgent, and now I can hear him crying as if in pain. He screams again and again. I'm getting more and more desperate to find him, to protect him.
Eventually I find him, lying amongst his torn and bloody clothes beneath a shadowy, faceless man. He weeps loudly as he is roughly pounded into and his eyes are screwed shut. He stares straight at me as he opens his eyes. Fresh tears trickle down his eyes.
"Why weren't you here?" He wails. "You promised to protect me Kai, but you let me get hurt again. Why? Why? WHY?"
"REI!" I manage to scream before he is once again covered by darkness. As my dream ends I hear one final scream…and my eyes open into reality once more.
I reach out to find Rei, and breathe a sigh of relief as my arms surround his sleeping form. He murmurs my name in his sleep and snuggles into my embrace.
Gazing down at him, I feel like I am holding an angel. I don't deserve his love, not after making him cry… Tears prick my eyes, and I can't bring myself to wipe them away. I hurt my lover twice today, both times all because of my own personal greed. The first time was with my own selfish physical lusts and the second with my need for reasoning. I can't possibly have hated myself in the past at all compared to the way I feel now.
I hold my lover tightly to me and bury my face in his beautiful silky hair. There, for the second time since Rei walked into my life, I cry until slumber claims me again.
Sorry for the long delay in writing Chapter two. Hopefully Chapter three will not be infected with writer's block.
Thank you for your patience, and I apologise if it's a drag to read this very long chapter.
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