WildCat

Thanks for reading chapter 2. Chapter is now here. There are lemons in the future, so please be patient.

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Miguel was sitting at the same table with his friends he has done the day before. Aaron was yet again people watching and Claude was yet again scowling him for being crude. Miguel laughed softly at their bickering and happily took a sip of his drink.

He looked around at his surroundings and his gaze fell on the familiar bluenette. Miguel smiled softly to himself as Kai spoke to that brunette from yesterday. His name was Wyatt or something, a fan boy that went to Kai’s old school. Kai told him that Wyatt had a tendency to follow him around like a lost puppy. It was annoying at first but he got use to it. He couldn’t figure out why Wyatt would want to follow him around. Miguel laughed and told him that Wyatt probably had a crush on him. Kai thought about it for a bit and realized he probably did.

He raised an eyebrow when a familiar redhead stepped into view as well. He grabbed the back of Wyatt's shirt and lifted him effortlessly up off the ground. He then leisurely tossed the brunette behind him. He turned back to Kai to have a word with him with while Wyatt stood behind him, looking indignant. Kai shook his head.

It seemed that the redheaded Russian doesn't like Wyatt too much…

“Miguel! Earth to Miguel!”

Miguel quickly snapped out of his thoughts and turned his attention to his now staring teammates.

“Ok, what have you been up to?” Aaron asked as he leant against the table.

Miguel had a suddenly vision of an interrogation room but quickly shook it off. “What do you mean?”

“Don’t give me that, you’re practically glowing! I don’t think I’ve ever seen you so happy.”

Miguel smiled and let his mind drift off to last night. The feel of Kai’s skin against his, his lips, his eyes, his hands, the way he moaned and writhed under him, the warmth of his body. Aaron was right about one thing, Kai was a real wildcat in bed…

Miguel was violently pulled from his thoughts when he felt something hit his head. “Ow! Jeez what was that for?”

“Light was on but nobody was home.”

“Aaron,” Claude said, sounding stress. “Don’t be rude,” he turned his gaze back to Miguel. “But seriously, what did happen? You were almost depressed yesterday, after that thing with Kai, but now you’re, well, glowing, I suppose.”

Miguel opened his mouth to say something but smiled widely, his eyes elsewhere. He suddenly stood up and placed a few notes on the table. “Let’s just say I had a run in with a Wildcat.” With that said he sauntered off.

Claude and Aaron watched him leave, then gasped in surprise when they saw Kai practically jump into Miguel’s arms, kissing him softly.

“Ready to go?” Miguel asked.

Kai leaned forward again and kissed his cheek. “Of course.”

Miguel slung an arm around Kai’s waist, leading him away, Kai turned into the embrace his hand sneaking its way under his shirt.

Claude stared with his mouth slightly open, silently thinking when the hell did that happen? He heard Aaron sniff and begin chewing on his napkin again.

“Damn,” he muttered, “Now I’m really jealous.” Claude just rolled his eyes.

As Kai and Miguel walk off, Claude felt a hand on his shoulder. Startled, he looked up to see a smirking redhead. “Tala?”

Tala said nothing as he watched the retreating pair. He is smirking because Wyatt was trying to gain Kai’s attention, but having very little luck.

“They have a lot in common, don't they?” Tala said as he sat down next to him, blatantly ignoring the muttering dreadlock boy next to him.

Claude felt his cheeks heat up when he realized that Tala hadn't removed his hand from his shoulder yet. “I guess they do,” he then sent Tala an accusing look. “You know what happened, don't you?”

Removing his hand from Claude's shoulder, Tala slipped a finger under Claude's chin. “Why don't I buy you a drink, hmmm?”

“Um, sure.” Claude stuttered.

Tala raised to his feet, his hand still under Claude's chin, causing him to lean back as Tala towered over him. Tala leaned in close, then smirked slightly when he noticed Claude’s confusion. “Not here. I have a better place in mind,” he said, suggestively.

Claude blinked, trying to figure out how he should take that when he was suddenly pulled to his feet, an arm wrapped around his waist in an iron grip. He blushed profusely when Tala began to drag him away.

“Hey! Wait-a-minute…”

Aaron looked up from chewing on his napkin. “Hey, what about me!”

“Only room for two. Keep Wyatt company.”

Aaron blinked. “Who's Wyatt?”

He heard a huff and a brunette sat down in a vacant chair next to him. He crossed his arms over his chest and glared at the table in front of him.

“It’s not fair,” Wyatt muttered.

Aaron started to chew viciously on his napkin again. “No, it’s not."

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Ok, this was really, really pointless, wasn't it? Ah, who cares. I know Tala seemed awfully random but I was only planning to make this a three chapter fic, but then I was asked if someone could catch Claude's eye and I thought 'Why the hell not?'

Next chapter: Tala thinks that Kai and Miguel have a lot of courage.

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