HEY! So being sick with the flu does give you some time to do what you want... like write another chapter for FanFiction. lol. I still feel like death... oh well. It's time to Cheer King up! This is more of a teen rated chapter than the other three so far, but I hope I can satisfy my readers. Tell me what you think!

Chapter 4 - Cheer Up King

Christie noticed some of the guys were still at the pool. She grabbed her towel and wrapped it around her as she walked around the halls to find Julia. The sun was starting to set and the lights were starting to turn on outside. Tomorrow was going to be the preliminary fights for the tournament, and although King's quest was fueled by rage, Christie wanted him to realize he had other reasons to fight. She wanted him to act his age. His maturity may have been that of her fathers, but King's physical age and mentality was only six years difference of hers. She imagined him at his orphanage, taking care of all his children, even some close to his own age. He needed to have time to be himself; to have a little fun.

"Julia!" Christie ran to her friend's side just as she was about to enter her room.

"What's up Chris?"

"I have an idea. Remember those dance tracks I e-mailed to you?"

"I have some on my Mp3 Player but not all." Julia opened the door and invited Christie in.

"Perfect. I have an idea that will help things to get less stressful for King and his crew."

"Hmm… That actually sounds like a great idea. When, what, and where?"

"We should do it now, to the remix of Outrageous, and at the pool. There are speakers I saw over by the chairs and such. I'll go ask the manager if we could use them, and you gather King and everybody else and meet me in the lobby."

"No problem. I'll get to that now." Julia pulled out her cell phone and started to text. Christie went to her room to change. She opened her suitcase to find the pair of revealing Daisy Dukes she would use for fighting in the tournament, but she had to admit, they looked good on her… plus the green, yellow, and blue tie-die shirt she really liked, made her look the part. Once she changed, she saw Julia exit her room in the Indian vest, boots, and short shorts she always liked to wear.
"King and one of the other team members went to get food. They will be back in a few." Julia informed. "Lookin' good Christie."

"Thanks. I'm going to management. We should do the "Everything" song first. "

"You read my mind. I'll start setting up down there."

After twenty minutes of setup and getting everybody together, the show was about to begin. Christie hooked up her iPod to the amp and set up the song lists. King stood against the wall of the hotel and watched. His expression was curious. Christie saw that he still had his swimming trunks on, with a black sleeveless button down shirt with all the buttons open, revealing his tone stomach and chest.

The management had a device that would change the colors of the pool in sync to the time, or to music, so they granted the effects along with the amp system. Christie started the first song and quickly joined Julia's side. The song was "Everything (Cosmic Gate Remix) – Tiësto" and Christie knew it well. The pool started to change colors every few chord changes and the effect it had was great. Christie and Julie started to dance. Christie mouthed the words as if she really sang the song. The music had drawn a crowd from the surrounding rooms, some had started to dance and others were watching the dancing. Julia used some her fighting techniques as a form of dance, something Christie did naturally.

King leaned his head back and crossed his arms over his chest. He certainly was enjoying the show. The music crescendoed into a very upbeat tempo. He couldn't help but tap his foot on the ground. He thought her moves were as fluid as water. The whole hotel's residence had seemed to find their way to the pool and had a blast dancing to the music. The group of wrestlers had gotten up and danced with some of the female residents. Christie skipped over to him and grabbed his wrist. "Come on, King. It's time to have some fun." King felt a little uncomfortable. He couldn't dance worth shit. He shook his head no. "Why not? Is it because you can't dance?" King was in shock. He wondered how she knew about that. "Don't worry. Alejandro told me this was going to be a bad idea since he knew you can't dance, but don't worry. It will be fun! C'mon!" Christie was persistent, so he swallowed his fear and joined the small party.

"You look great! " Christie complimented as she straightened his collar. King just shrugged and awkwardly moved from side to side. Christie raised her hands and jumped just as if she was clubbing. Julia and Alejandro were really into the music as they danced in a way King had never seen. The moves were seductive and intriguing. Alejandro had his hands on her hips and she had her back against his chest. They danced so close and with so much passion. Christie snapped him out of his trance when she ran a finger down the center of his chest and rock solid eight-pack. He shivered from her touch, it was a feeling he had never had before. He reached around her and placed his one hand in the small of her back, then pulled her close to him.

Christie was surprised by how warm he was. He did seem to be enjoying himself, which was the whole point of this dance party. She couldn't get over how attractive King was. After a thought, she decided that since she had dated other men before, it wouldn't hurt to admit that she was very attracted to King. It was Eddy's fault for leaving and she had to fend for herself, and she had for years. Her last boyfriend Marco was a good friend and they had a romantic relationship. It was only upon hearing the announcement of the tournament that she decided to find Eddy and bring him back home.

The song was coming to a close, and Christie knew what was next. Outrageous (Friscia & Lamboy Unreleased Club Mix) – Britney Spears. King brought his other hand around to her back and ran his finger down the small of her back again. She closed her eyes and twisted around so King's hands were on her stomach. She laid her hands on his and traced the muscle of his forearms up to his defined biceps and shoulders. King was losing himself in the new song and dipped his head to the right side of her neck. His mask's fur tickled Christie's cheek as he rubbed. It took a lot of courage not to openly stare at her breasts like any single guy his age would, but he controlled himself and slowly trailed his hands to her hips. His mind was completely consumed in the moment. His thoughts of revenge on Marduk had diminished to nothing, his worries of the orphanage's financial stability melted away, and his desires had resurrected.

"King!" Christie seemed to be panting. "Wow! You are one incredible dancer. Forget what Alejandro said." King grunted. He silently swore to himself that he was going to personally kill Alejandro. Christie smiled as she continued to dance. As the night progressed, more songs were played, and the silent chemistry between King and Christie grew. He was very attracted to her and he couldn't hide that. He even got jealous when Alejandro asked her to dance for one song… Jealous. King was… jealous? Jealous over a girl he barely knew, but intended to find more about.

The party came to a close and the residents found their way to their rooms. Christie was on her way to Julia's after she changed into a sleeping shirt and PJ bottoms. She noticed King's door cracked open and heard the TV going inside. Her curiosity got the better of her and knocked on the door. She heard movement and the door opened. King appeared behind the door wearing only loose white basketball shorts. His golden skin seemed to be darker than normal.

"Hey. I saw your door was open. I just thought I might stop by and see how you were." King invited her in and closed the door. He lay back down on the bed and turned the volume down on the TV. Christie took a seat next to him on the enormous bed. She let her hair fall down from the pony-tail she had it in and put the tie around her wrist. "So Julia and Alejandro seemed to enjoy tonight, didn't they?" King nodded. "Preliminaries start tomorrow afternoon. You want to get some breakfast in the morning?" King shrugged. The TV was on some boring sitcom, but the volume was inaudible. A look around the room and Christie could see a lot of details that she missed before. The room was dimly lit by candles in all corners and by the night stand. Music was playing; a type of music that Christie had never heard before. King got up to turn the big screen off and grab a controller for the stereo. He sat back down on the bed, but didn't continue to lie down.

With the flickering lights of the candles, the relief of King's powerful back muscles seemed more menacing than in the daytime. His broad shoulders tensed up. Christie assumed he was thinking about the tournament preliminaries tomorrow. She scooted up behind him and put her hands on his shoulders and started to massage them. King instantly straightened up. He wondered why her touch could make his mind turn completely blank.

Christie looked at the stereo for find out what the song was. The screen said: "Raptamei Pi – E.S. Posthumus – Cartographer/Piri Reis Remixes". She never thought a remix could sound so… soft and beautiful. This was the type of music she imagined herself falling asleep to or relaxing in her bathtub to after a long day. The orchestra was one of the best she had ever heard, and the vocals were mysterious, haunting, but at the same time, soft and uplifting. Christie noticed King was swaying back and forth a little after she stopped. She grabbed the control from his hand and turned the volume down a little bit. King turned around to get on the bed and Christie was just about to leave, but suddenly King's weight was upon her, pinning her down. He was laying on his stomach with his right arm over her stomach and his right leg over hers. His face was to hers and she could hear something faint. It wasn't a snore… at least… she didn't think it was.

'King must have taken this Jaguar thing very seriously.' She thought to herself comically. King's snore was really a deep purr. King turned a little so he was lying on his left side with his arm still around her. He was exhausted, that she knew. Another song started to play and it was more beautiful than the first. "Nivaos Pi" from the same artist and album of the first song. The choir, flute, piano, and orchestra made her sleepy and soon she turned on her left side and snuggled into his warm and inviting embrace and soon fell fast asleep.

King silently watched as Christie smiled to herself and shifted till her body was against his. He knew he was blushing, but he didn't care. It felt good to be with somebody. It was an experience that he never had in the short time of his priesthood. He was very young then and never really knew of all the world had to offer. He was brought back to reality with the scent of Christie's hair. It smelled like rare wild flowers. The smell intoxicated him as he breathed it in and out. His heart started to race, and he didn't know why.

Though he didn't want to admit it, he had grown attached to this girl. She may be three-fourths of a decade younger than he was, but that didn't matter to him. He enjoyed her cheerful company, her velvety touch, and of course she had the body of a goddess.

He was falling madly in love with Christie, of that… he was sure.

I want to thank all my reviewers that keep me inspired to write. The flu sucks, let me tell you, however it does allow you to write a whole new chapter instead of doing absolutely nothing at all!

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