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Chapter
42
Subtitle: Finally! *exasperated sigh*
Author: Jedi Princess Clarrisani
And
what happens now?
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“Damn
you put them in their place.” Michael laughed, shaking his head as they walked
around the wide balcony of the upper story of the building. “I swear that kid
looked like he’d swallowed a hot chilli.”
“I
must say it was most impressive.” Robert smiled. “Truer words have never
been spoken.”
“Best
bit was that the head organisers were standing right behind us the whole
time,” Lee sniggered. “Heard the whole thing and looked ready to have a
heart attack.”
“Someone
had to speak up.” Bryan looked across at them. “You cowards weren’t
gonna.”
“We’ve
spoken up,” Michael replied. “Just that we never found the way to put it
right that it wounded.”
“Agreed.”
Lee smiled. “The whole thing with the ratings was inspired.”
“As
was referring to the public image.” Robert smiled. “I never believed that
you cared so much for your supporters.”
“I
don’t.” Bryan smirked. “However, they’re the ones that make the cash in
my pay cheque and the teams funding, so you’re gotta give them some credit.”
“Indeed.”
Lee
sighed, looking around. “Well, I’m gonna head back down and find the Chief
Organiser to talk about said funding.”
“Right
behind you.” Michael frowned. “They told Judy they were gonna slash the
funding for PPB, and I kinda promised her I’d look into it while I was
here.”
“I
might return down as well.” Robert crossed his arms over his chest, smiling
faintly. “There is a captain I wish to speak with after I overheard him
disrespecting my team.”
“You
go get him, Robert.” Ray smiled. “I think I’ll stay up here for a while.
Bryan?”
“Go
back down after that? No, I’m gonna cool off a bit more.”
“Yeah,
noticed your fuse looked short.” Lee nodded, moving toward the doorway. “See
you in a few.”
Bryan
and Ray watched them go, the two continuing to move around the balcony, stopping
as they came to the chief viewing platform and stopped just inside the wind
breaks.
“Sometimes
I’m glad you’re so direct,” Ray said, sighing as he chuckled. “None of
them knew how to react at all.”
“That’s
the key to pissing someone off: give them no room for revenge and they become
incredibly frustrated.” Bryan smiled, leaning against the wall. “But it was
Robert, Michael and Lee that gave me everything I needed to have a decent
argument.”
“Yeah.”
Ray smiled. “So how was the drive?”
“Long.”
Bryan raised an eyebrow. “You?”
“Same,
though I must say I enjoyed it.” Ray grinned. “See the car?”
“Sure
did. Not bad, Kitten. Where you dig that up from?”
“Judy,
actually. She came to see Max a couple of days ago and asked me why I didn’t
have a car. I told her and she looked into some of her colleagues and they
actually had someone selling their car because they’d just found out they’re
pregnant and their current car was too small, though they hadn’t long had
it.”
“Convenient.”
“It
was, yes. And pretty cheap.”
“So,
who’d ya have to sleep with?”
“Bryan!”
Ray chuckled, shaking his head. “I swear sometimes, I don’t know if I should
kiss you or kill you.”
“Well,
that’s one step up on a lot of people. They usually just want to kill me.”
Bryan chuckled, nodding toward the edge of the balcony. “Up here, both options
are available.”
“Yeah.”
Ray bit his lip. “They are.”
Bryan
looked down at him, frowning slightly. “Something wrong, Ray?”
Ray
shook his head, looking away. “No… it’s nothing.”
“Don’t
look like nothing.” Bryan straightened, reaching out and placing a finger
beneath Ray’s chin, tilting his head back. “You can tell me.”
“I
know.” Ray met Bryan’s eye. “It’s just…”
Bryan
swallowed, feeling his heart skip. “Just what?”
“Just…”
Ray let out a long breath. “I promised myself… I wouldn’t fall in love
with you.”
“You
shouldn’t make promises, Ray,” Bryan stepped closer, reaching back and
setting his stick against the wall before he threaded his arm around Ray’s
waist, drawing the younger against him, “that you know you can’t keep.”
Ray
moaned as Bryan kissed him, threading his arms around Bryan and leaning against
him, the feelings he had felt last time they had kissed heightened a 100 fold.
Bryan was the same, suddenly feeling complete as he drew out the kisses, long
and sensual, making him feel as if he was going to melt.
They
lost all track of time, eventually drawing back when the need to breathe became
too great. Ray rested his head against Bryan’s shoulder, the elder holding him
close and burying his face in the youngers hair, breathing him in.
“Bryan?”
Bryan’s
eyes cracked open ever so slightly. “Yeah?”
Ray
drew back, looking up toward him, golden eyes filled with sincerity. “I love
you.”
“I
love you too, Kitten.” Bryan smiled faintly, trailing his fingertips over
Ray’s face before tucking back a loose strand of ebony hair. “And I mean
that.”
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I
could hear you all saying "about bloody time" just then
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