Author's Note: OH MY GOODNESS GRACIOUS! I'm so sorry I haven't updated. I had my wisdom teeth taken out. All 4 at once. I've been on Vicadin (what House takes! haha) and i've been like... way out of it. I actually wrote this before that happened though, when I was at band camp and we had some down time and I had nothign to do. It's kind of a filler chapter, but I didn't know how to get from point A to point B wtihout it. I've still got lots of downtime and I'm not as out of it as I was, so I'll hopefully be able to update more often. woo!

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Chapter 2

Kai placed a hand on Miguel's cheek, before leaning down to kiss him. Miguel wiped a stray tear from Kai's cheek, and Kai took that hand in his own. Kai then took a deep breath, and looked straight into Miguel's eyes. "Miguel, I'm pregnant."

"That's impossible," Miguel said, shocked. "You're a guy. Guys don't get pregnant."

"I told you, it was one of the experiments they did on us in the abbey," Kai said between his returning sobs. "I'm so sorry, Miguel. Please don't leave me."

Miguel's eyes widened and he hugged Kai close to him. "Kai, I am not going to leave you."

"But we never even talked about this. We never considered adoption for crying out loud, let alone having one of our own! This shouldn't even be possible! What if-" Kai began rambling, close to hysterical, when Miguel cut him off.

"Kai, I always wanted kids. Just because we haven't talked about it doesn't mean that I didn't want them. I figured we'd talk about it in a few years when we had an actual house instead of living in this little apartment."

Suddenly Kai's crying ceased, and Miguel was startled at the sudden change. Kai blinked, then tilted his head in confusion. "What are you talking about? I thought you liked your apartment."

"I do like it, and I love having you here with me, but think about it, Kai. This neighborhood is no place to raise a kid. Not only that, there's not nearly enough room. Kids should have a yard to play in, and a room of their own. We can't give either in this place."

"So we'll move," Kai stated as if the answer was obvious. Miguel stared.

"Kai, we can't just up and move! Moving takes time, and the baby will probably be here before we have a chance. First we have to decide where we're going to go, then we have to try and find a house, then we have to sell this apartment, and Kai I don't have the money to afford something much bigger than this at the moment."

Kai laughed. "Miguel, come on, be serious!" When Kai realized Miguel was serious, he immediately stopped laughing and stared at his lover in shock. "You really are serious? Oh come on, Miguel!"

"What?" Miguel demanded, much harsher than he had meant. "Kai, we don't have the money to just move."

"Says who?" Kai asked, crossing his arms and giving Miguel a defiant look. "Pick your country."

"What?" Miguel asked again, this time confused.

"Pick the country you want to live in. Pick the country where you would like to raise a kid."

"Kai, it's not that simple. This is something we need to talk about."

"We are talking about it, now pick your country!" Kai said, almost glaring at Miguel. Miguel sighed, guessing that Kai's unnatural anger was just a mood swing. Almost immediately Kai started to tear up when Miguel sighed. "Miguel, I'm sorry I snapped," Kai whimpered, and Miguel quickly took Kai into his arms.

"I think for us, Russia or Spain would be best," Miguel whispered, rubbing Kai's back soothingly. Kai gave him a questioning look, and Miguel smiled. "Think about it, Kai. You grew up in Russia. Your history, your culture, everything familiar to you is in Russia. That's how I am in Spain. I'm just not sure which one would be better."

"Why not both?" Kai sniffed.

"Kai, I can't afford that!" Miguel almost yelled, shocked. "I keep telling you that."

"Miguel, why do you seem so focused on what you can afford, and not me?" Kai asked, almost looking hurt. "I'm part of this relationship too, you know. I can buy stuff for us."

Miguel looked stunned, but quickly shook it off. "Kai, I can't ask you to do that. You're living with me for crying out loud, because you were living with G-Rev before! If you could afford to live anywhere else, why weren't you?"

"I hate living alone," Kai murmured, looking at the floor. "Just because I didn't doesn't mean I can't afford it, and doesn't mean I don't have a place already."

"You never said anything," Miguel murmured.

"I never said anything about my private jet either, but that doesn't mean I don't have one," Kai said nonchalantly.

Miguel's eyes widened. "Private what?" Miguel almost yelled. "I know you never said anything about that!"

"That's because if G-Rev found out they would have wanted me to take them places and I didn't want to do that. I have to have peace somewhere. Sometimes when I'd disappear I just got on my plane and left, then came back before they had time to realize it."

"How can you afford all of this?" Miguel asked.

"It's part of the family business that I now run," Kai said with a shrug. "When Voltaire was sent to prison, it was decided that he was no longer fit to have anything to do with the business. With the way things work here and the way he wrote his will, since he got so many sentences that there is no possible way he could ever get out of prison no matter what he did, everything he ever owned now belongs to me."

"What do you mean how he wrote his will?" Miguel asked.

"Grandfather believed in that whole 'next in line' stuff. The way he wrote his will my father, who was his only child, should have gotten everything. Father wrote his will so that I would have everything if anything happened to him. Since Grandfather left everything to my father but my father is gone and he left everything to me, then I get everything Grandfather ever owned. That includes the business, his multi-story mansions, the private islands, yachts, jets, and that's just the tip of the iceberg. I won't get into the bank accounts."

"So basically you're rich," Miguel said, almost going into shock.

"If I'd allow anyone to know exactly what I own, how much, what's mine and what's not, then there's no doubt that I'd be the richest person alive. The thing is, I don't let anyone know more than five things that belong to me at a time. I have stuff under different names and have it arranged so that even if someone was trying to figure it out, they wouldn't be able to. I don't want people to know."

"This doesn't seem possible," Miguel said, shaking his head. "Why didn't you tell me?"

Kai looked down guiltily. "Well, it was partly because I was ashamed of it. I don't like the idea of being so rich and having so much, but the way things have worked out I can never get rid of any of it even if I wanted to. Don't ask, it's really complicated to explain."

"That's not so bad," Miguel said, but Kai shook his head.

"The bigger reason was at first I thought you would look at me differently. I was afraid that if you knew I had all this stuff you'd think I was some snobby rich kid or something. Later on when I got to know you better, I was afraid to tell you because I didn't know if you'd be mad or not that I wasn't honest with you when you were honest with me."

"Kai, that's stupid," Miguel laughed, seemingly coming out of his shock. "I love you with all my heart. I wouldn't care if you didn't have a penny to your name. Sure this is a shock, a big shock, but that's okay. I understand why you did it."

"Really?" Kai asked, looking into Miguel's eyes.

"Really," Miguel smiled, before pushing Kai to lay down on the couch and crawling on top of him. "Te amo, Kai," Miguel whispered, before giving Kai a searing kiss that left them both breathless.

"Miguel," Kai breathed, tangling his fingers in Miguel's blonde hair. Miguel smiled, running is hands down Kai's sides, before leaning down to kiss his neck. Kai moaned, arching up to press against Miguel harder. Miguel made his way back to Kai's lips. "You know, this is what got us into this mess in the first place," Kai murmured, trying to slow his breathing.

Miguel laughed, nuzzling into the curve of Kai's neck. "Now how would you know exactly which time got us into this?"

"It doesn't matter," Kai laughed, leaning up to kiss Miguel again. "It started something like this every time, didn't it?"

"I suppose," Miguel sighed, smiling down at Kai.

"So, do you want to check out the various places I own to decide where we should live? Honestly, if you want to before the baby comes then we need to get started as soon as possible," Kai said as he fiddled with a loose string on Miguel's shirt.

"Are you even aloud to travel?" Miguel asked. "Did you ask Spencer about it already?"

"Well, no, I didn't ask, but it's just sitting!" Kai tried to reason.

"Kai, I'm not even going to let you leave the house unless Spencer says it's okay. I want you to be safe. I want the baby to be safe," Miguel murmured, placing a hand gently on Kai's stomach.

"So let's go talk to Spencer!" Kai said, attempting to jump up and leave. His efforts were in vain however. Miguel quickly grabbed him around the waist and pulled Kai into his lap.

"Later," Miguel said, nuzzling Kai's neck. "We have plenty of time. We can call him later, or we can go see him tomorrow. I promise."

Kai was about to argue, but sighed at the look on Miguel's face that clearly said the conversation was over. "Okay, we'll go see Spencer tomorrow about it."

"Great. Now how about you and me have a lazy day? I just want to hold you and not go anywhere."

"Sounds great to me," Kai smiled, before being pulled into another passionate kiss.