Janelle: Thanks for the continued reviews for this fic! -hugs- As for what will happen with Jin and Hwoarang at the zaibatsu, I can't give it away without spoiling the whole fic so it'll have to be a surprise, LOL...
temo: This fic has already been written with the exception of the very end of the last chapter, so I'm sorry to say that Jin doesn't get the chance to bottom out. :( If you'd like to make a request, though, I'd be more than happy to write a Hwoarang/Jin fic in the future with top!Hwoarang and bottom!Jin. TBH, I don't really have much of a preference when it comes to who plays seme/uke between those two since they seem like the kind of couple who would 'take turns', to me, if you know what I mean. I suppose I am sort of a fan of top!Jin, but that doesn't mean I have any problem at all with him being on the bottom, especially with Hwoarang! ;)
Calisto: Yes I know what you mean about being torn between fav pairings... My favorite Tekken yaoi pairing is still Bryan/Lei, but Jin/Hwoarang & Kazuya/Lee are both tied for close seconds... lol. As you know, though, I'll read ANY pairing, be it yaoi, yuri, or het, no matter HOW out there it is. (I... even admit to having read a Kuma/Heihachi fic on MM once many, many years ago... the author explained that it was a challenge fic, but had I received such a challenge, I... probably would've asked the fic-requester to please think of something else as that is one pairing I -don't- believe I'd be able to write, lol.)
WARNINGS FOR MORE LEMONY STUFFAGE… This time for more Bryan/Lei.
Well, again, onto the ficcy...
The Ninth Level
Chapter 7: The Seventh Level
Knock.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
"Get behind me, and get down," Bryan said to Lei.
"Why?" Lei asked him. "It's not as though a bullet could affect me."
"Just.. do it.." Bryan said demandingly, gun in hand. He checked the peephole on the door, and then sighed. He opened the door, to reveal another one of his customers, Eiji.
"Eiji," Bryan said to him. "I thought I told you not to come by for another hour?"
"Well I was, uh, yeah... in the area..." He eyed Lei, who was seated on one of the twin-sized beds. "Who's your friend? I've never seen you with company before."
"That's none of your business, and you're lucky I don't put a bullet in your head for showing up before I told you to."
"Well, uh," Eiji stuttered while scratching the back of his head. "Like I said, I was in the area."
"You mean you were kicking and needed a fix." Bryan smirked at him.
Eiji said nothing.
Bryan rolled his icy eyes. "Whatever," he said, and then walked over to his bed and removed the black gym bag from underneath it, the one which contained the drugs. "What do you want?"
"A sixty of China White," Eiji replied. He was twitching and shaking like a nervous wreck, which led both Bryan and Lei to believe that this guy was in some serious withdrawals.
"Are you sure that's all you want?" Bryan inquired, frowning. "As a fact I'd like to see your face as least as I possibly could."
"Fine." Eiji sighed and then huffed. "I'll take one-hundred."
Bryan took the correct amount of yen from Eiji and then handed him a small baggy of China White.
Lei eyed the both of them disapprovingly the entire while, but considering what Lei had... done... to Jin's Tekkenshu, he knew he really wasn't one to think...
Eiji looked at Lei. "Are you a dealer, too?"
"No," Lei responded angrily. "I most certainly am not."
"Then what are you doing here with Fury?"
"That's none of your fucking business," Bryan said to Eiji. "Now get out, and next time I tell you to come by at 11:00PM, come by at 11:00PM, not at 10:00PM, or I'll break your arm—and coming from me, that's a nice thing to do."
"Y-Yes, sir, Fury," Eiji replied, scared. He took the drugs Bryan had given him and walked his way to the door; opening it and then shutting it behind him. Thereafter, Bryan locked and bolted the door into place.
Lei scowled angrily. "Do you have anymore 'customers' coming by tonight?"
Bryan used his eyes to check the time. "Yes, give or take another thirty minutes."
"Do we have any more of the Jonnie Walker?"
Bryan nodded. "Yes, as a matter of fact."
"Well?"
"Well what?"
"Hand it over," Lei said to him. "I'd like to be drunk by the time your next 'customer' comes over."
"Fine," Bryan said back. "But I don't want you getting addicted to this shit again."
Lei frowned at him. "That's strange, coming from a fucking drug dealer."
"I remember what you used to be like, Wulong," Bryan told him. "You were one drink away from having the delirium tremens and you know it."
"No, I wasn't...!" Lei said, though it had sounded more like a whine.
"What the fuck ever," Bryan said, and then tossed the bottle of alcohol in Lei's direction, where it landed on the bed.
Lei unscrewed the cap and instantly began chugging from the bottle, much to Bryan's disapproval.
Figuring he might as well get drunk, too, Fury removed the second bottle from one of his black gym bags and unscrewed the cap before he therein began drinking, too.
Lei's bottle was two thirds full, while Bryan's was three fourths full.
Lei tilted his head back and chugged as much from the bottle as he could. He wanted to get drunk. He wanted to forget. He wanted to forget about the people he had brutally killed.
He still couldn't believe he had done what he did to Jin's soldiers. When he thought about it, it made him want to die. Even more than he had already wanted to die, anyway.
And after he killed Jin Kazama, he would find a way to kill himself—no matter what it took.
Lei began to have flashbacks, flashbacks of the way he had torn Jin's soldiers into pieces—literal pieces. He remembered tearing their arms off, snapping their necks, stabbing them, slitting their throats... tearing their limbs off and their organs out... and of course taking the grenade that Bryan had given him and throwing it into one of the helicopters, blowing it up along with the dozen or so men inside...
He had killed even more people than Fury had.
Lei chugged some more from the bottle, and then some more. He continued to drink until he finally began to get buzzed, well on his way to getting drunk.
Bryan continued to drink, too, though he wasn't drinking nearly as much as Lei.
When he thought back to the way Wulong had killed all of those people, it made him want Lei all the more. Wulong was his and Wulong knew it, rather he admitted it or not.
Lei chugged still more alcohol from the bottle, wordless as he did so. Bryan didn't say anything, either, though he continued to stare at Lei during the entire duration of the silence.
An entire thirty minutes of silence went by, before Bryan heard the expected knock on the door.
"Should I hide in the bathroom this time?" Lei asked sarcastically.
"No," Bryan replied, annoyed. "Like I said before, just stay behind me and get down."
Lei smirked with annoyance. "We both know it's another one of your trashy customers."
"Actually," Bryan began honestly. "I don't know that. I never know who's going to be on the other side of the door, and now that I'm stuck with you I have to be all the more careful whom I open the door to. After all, how do I know that any of my 'users' aren't working for Kazama now?"
Lei blinked at Bryan. He hadn't thought about it before, but... Fury was absolutely right...
Bryan once again checked the peephole and groaned. It was none other than Hideo, one of Fury's most annoying customers, which had to make him extremely fucking annoying.
Bryan opened the door.
"Hey Bryan, what's up?" Hideo said to him.
"You are, apparently," Bryan replied with heavy sarcasm in his voice.
Hideo only smiled at Bryan like an idiot.
"What do you want?" Bryan asked him. "The usual?"
Hideo nodded. "I'd like an eight-ball of cocaine."
"You're already high as a kite as it is," Lei said to the younger man, drunk. "How many dealers do you have, anyway?"
"Who the hell is that?" Hideo asked Bryan while looking at Lei. "Whoever he is, he's got a smart mouth on him..."
"You're not my first customer to say that to me about him," Bryan told him. "But you will be the last if you so much as look at him, understand?"
"What?" Hideo asked, clearly high. If not for the fact that he was so tweeked, he definitely wouldn't have said he next words to Fury... "Is he your boyfriend or something?"
Bryan whipped out a gun with the rapidity of a ray and placed it against Hideo's forehead point blank. "What did you just say to me?"
"Bryan," Lei said to him. "Don't. Put the gun down. Please..."
If not for Lei, Bryan knew he definitely would've shot the tweeked-out idiot. Instead, however, he accepted the appropriate amount of yen from Hideo and gave him the cocaine, before he then told Hideo to get the hell out of his motel room.
"I-I'm sorry, Fury," Hideo apologized to Bryan, who still had his gun out. "I promise I want so much as look at your 'acquaintance' ever again..."
"Good," Bryan said simply. "Now, get out."
Hideo did as he had been told and left the motel room, before Bryan shut and locked the door behind him.
"I should have shot that fucking tweeker," Bryan muttered to himself.
"Well I'm glad you didn't," Lei said to Bryan. "A dead body is the last thing we need in our motel room."
"Fuck that shit," Bryan cursed loudly. "You didn't give a damn about that idiot, you just feel bad for all of those people you ripped apart."
"So what if I do?" Lei asked, and then took another large drink from the bottle in his right-hand. "I'm not a sociopath."
Bryan grinned at Lei. "You will be, though..."
"I'd rather die," Lei whispered silently. "And after I kill Jin, I am going to find a way to end my life... I plan on jumping off of the Mishima Zaibatsu's roof... not even I could survive that..."
"No, you're not going to do that," Bryan said harshly, glaring at Lei as he spoke.
Lei smirked. "You mean kill Jin?"
"You know damn well what I meant," Bryan answered him. "I'm not going to let you kill yourself."
"Why not?" Lei inquired, perplexed. "I thought you hated me."
"That's irrelevant," Bryan said back. "As I've told you... you belong to me."
"And as I told you," Lei said after taking another drink from the bottle of alcohol, "I belong to no one. But tell me Bryan... tell me why you don't want me to die anymore?"
"What do you expect me to say?" Bryan asked sarcastically. "That I love you and can't live without you?"
Lei closed his eyes and sighed, "Yes..."
"I already told you, Wulong," Bryan replied with a sneer. "I don't 'love'."
Lei chugged some more from the bottle of Jonnie Walker, until he was extremely drunk. "Even if you don't care about me," he said to the other man. "I still care for you..."
Bryan nearly laughed, amused as he could possibly be. "What? Are you telling me you actually love me? Even after everything I did to you?"
"Y-Yes, I do..."
Bryan was shocked. He could only figure that Lei was too drunk to know what the hell he was saying anymore.
"I do love you, Bryan," Lei continued nevertheless. "I loved you before you died, and I love you now as I did then..." Lei drank some more from the bottle of alcohol, until there was barely any left. Then he began to take off his clothes. He pulled the black shirt over his head, followed by his shoes and then his jeans.
"What are you doing?" Bryan asked him.
Lei pulled the rubber band from his hair, allowing it flow freely about his mid back and shoulders.
"I-I want you to make love to me..."
"What...?"
"You heard me..."
Make love to him? Lei had never before used these words to Bryan. However, Bryan didn't 'make love'. No, he fucked.
Lei was clearly drunk out of his mind.
Nevertheless, that wasn't going to stop Bryan from taking advantage of the situation.
He removed his cell-phone from his pants and told his remaining two customers for the night that he would be unavailable, but that he would make time to meet them the following afternoon.
Then he approached the bed Lei was lying down on. When Bryan sat down on it next to Lei, Wulong sat up and pulled the dark shirt over Bryan's head. Afterwards, he went to work on Bryan's jeans, taking off his belt before he unbuttoned and unzipped Bryan's pants.
Bryan stood up and pulled his jeans down until they were off—his boxer shorts along with them. Then Bryan got on top of Lei and pulled his undershorts down until he was completely nude.
"Please, Bryan," Lei said to him. "Make love to me," he repeated.
Bryan temporarily stood from the bed and opened the nearby nightstand, removing a tube of lubricant. As much as he enjoyed fucking Lei raw—of seeing him in pain—he, for reasons he couldn't understand, didn't want Wulong to feel pain at the moment... Fuck, he hoped this didn't mean he was going 'soft'...
When Bryan sat back down on the bed, Lei sat up and pulled Bryan down on top of him, kissing him passionately. Bryan could taste the alcohol, but that wasn't really relevant at the moment.
Bryan doused the fingers of his right-hand with some of the lubricant while Lei spread his legs on either side of the taller man. And then, without hesitation, Bryan inserted a set of his slickened fingers into Lei from below.
"Bryan," Lei moaned, loudly. "Oh Bryan..."
Bryan pushed his fingers in and out of Lei, who was moaning and writhing beneath him. Bryan added a third finger, as Lei keened high in approval.
"Bryan," Lei moaned again. "Oh God, Bryan..."
"I want you to promise me you're not going to try to 'off' yourself," Bryan said to him as he continued to work his fingers in and out of Lei. "Otherwise I'll stop."
"But-But how can I live with myself after what I've done...?"
"Just try to stop thinking about it, damnit," Bryan said, running the palm of his free hand down the side of Lei's face. "Like I said, you did what you had to do."
"And like I said, I-I didn't have to do any of that...!"
"Sshh," Bryan cooed. "Just relax... I'm gonna make you feel so good..."
As Bryan continued to finger-fuck him, Lei's thoughts went blank, which Lei was more than grateful for... All he had been thinking about ever since Jin's Tekkenshu had attacked him was the way he had viciously killed them...
He really was like Bryan Fury now, wasn't he?
A psychopathic sociopath in the making.
And when he wasn't thinking about the way he had brutally murdered Jin's soldiers, he was thinking about how he would murder Jin Kazama when the appropriate time came...
And the thought of living forever... it was unbearable.
Especially without Bryan.
And Bryan had been right.
He did own Lei
But what Bryan didn't know was that Lei owned him, too.
They owned each other.
And if Lei didn't kill himself, he knew they would be together forever...
Lei continued to moan as Bryan worked his fingers in and out of him, before Bryan finally withdrew his fingers from Wulong only to replace them with something much, much larger... Bryan lubed himself up, and without any form of hesitance, he pushed his hardness into Lei with one, single thrust.
"B-Bryan," Lei gasped, clutching at the other man's shoulders. He ultimately wrapped his arms around Bryan's neck and pulled him down for a heated kiss.
"I-I love you, Bryan..." Lei whispered when Bryan broke his mouth away from Lei's.
"Stop saying that," Bryan said back to him in a demanding tone, seemingly disgusted. "I don't want or need your 'love'."
"But it's true," Lei replied honestly. "You're the only person in the world who, ah... who-who understands me, who knows what it's like to... be like this..."
Bryan didn't say anything. However, he knew he felt the same way about Lei in regards to him being the only person who understood what it was like to be like him...
He fucking hated Jin Kazama for taking Lei away from him, and yet he was grateful that Kazama had given Lei back to him... He was actually grateful that Lei was like him now, as horrible as it sounded.
As he had told Wulong... he finally felt that he had someone to spend eternity with.
"Bryan," Lei said again. "Please touch me, you know... down there..."
Bryan sighed and abided, before he began to stroke Lei off, who moaned loudly in approval.
"Oh fuck, Bryan..." Lei moaned, wrapping his legs around Fury's waist and his arms around Bryan's body.
Bryan could barely breath.
"Wulong," Bryan mustered out, unable to believe his own words. "Not so tight..."
"I-I'm sorry, Bryan..." Lei whispered back. "I'm just... still not used to this yet..."
"I still can't fucking believe that Abel made you stronger than me," Bryan said in between thrusts.
"And like I said," Lei began in the form of a breathy moan. "I-I'd never, ah... do anything to harm you... even in-in spite of what you did to me..."
Lei pulled Bryan down for still another kiss, biting into his lips until he drew blood. It was unintentional, but Lei had done so nevertheless. Angered by this action, Bryan bit down into Lei's lower lip until he drew blood from Wulong's lips as well.
Lei's blood tasted sweeter than candy.
And so did Bryan's...
Once again Lei found himself disgusted with himself.
He continued to kiss Bryan, licking and kissing the blood from his lips while Bryan did the same to Lei. Wulong's arms and legs were still wrapped around Fury tightly, though not as forcefully as before. It was damn hard to keep up the restraint, though... as Lei wanted to hold onto Bryan's form as firmly as he possibly could.
When Lei once again held onto Bryan too tightly, Bryan halted his motions and instantly seized Lei by the throat until he was unable to breathe...
"How do you like it, bitch?" Bryan inquired him.
Lei struggled for breath, releasing Bryan's form before he gripped at Bryan's wrists with either of his hands, trying to fight off Bryan's harsh and unrelenting grasp from around his throat.
"B-Bryan," Lei gasped out, struggling to breath. "Please s-stop it..."
Finally, Bryan did, before Lei took in quite the deep breath of air. "What the hell was that for?" Lei asked him.
"I wanted to see how much you enjoyed being unable to breath..."
Lei frowned at him. "It's not my fault that Abel made me stronger than you, and I'm sorry for hurting you, Bryan, I'm really, really sorry..."
"I never said you hurt me," Bryan muttered, in spite of the fact that he was lying. So that Lei would be unable to wrap his legs around Bryan again and possibly make him unable to breathe as before, Fury instead took Lei's legs over his shoulders and pushed them down against his chest.
"Bryan," Lei moaned once again. "H-Harder, please, harder!"
Bryan thrusted harder still, and yet again noticed Lei's amazing amount of flexibility when he pushed Lei's knees back against his chest.
Lei cupped Bryan's face with his hands and kissed him again, careful not to bite him in any way. "Please," he begged Bryan. "Please touch me again..."
Bryan rolled his blue eyes and abided once more as he reached his right-hand in between his and Lei's bodies, before he began to avidly stroke Lei off again.
"Oh, God, Bryan," Lei said breathlessly. "I-I love you so much..."
"Damn you're drunk," Bryan replied with a sneer. "There's no way you'd say such things to me sober. Either way, I want you to stop saying that. It disgusts me."
"But I really do love you," Lei whispered against Bryan's lips before kissing him again. "Like you said... we belong together..."
Bryan ran his free hand back through Lei's thick strands of unevenly cut ebony bangs, once again noting the tinge of silver within the roots to Lei's hair. And, for some inexpiable reason, Fury suddenly found himself feeling... sorry for Lei...
And Bryan never felt sorry for anyone.
Truth be told... he didn't want Lei to turn into him anymore. He wanted Lei back the way he was before. He didn't want Lei to turn into a sociopath, as Bryan had.
But he'd never admit this to anyone, not even himself.
As Bryan continued to take Lei, he began to imagine what Wulong might be like in the distant future. A soulless killer with no conscious or concept of right and wrong, his formerly warm, caramel eyes cruel and cold, and with long, cascading silver hair that ran down to his lower back.
Did Bryan truly want this?
Fuck, he didn't know.
Bryan kissed Lei again, more forcefully than before, drawing more blood still from Lei's rosy lips. Then he retraced his lips down to the side of Lei's neck, kissing and licking at the skin found there. He used his free hand to brush its way back through Lei's thick tendrils of ebony bangs and then kissed him again, using his occupied hand to stroke Lei off all the faster and all the harder.
Lei scratched his nails into Bryan's back, hard, and even with Bryan's enhanced credentials, the skin broke to a barely notable degree.
"Stop it, Wulong," Bryan said sternly. "We've already been over this. It's I who makes you bleed, not the other way around."
Wantonly, Lei whispered, "Then make me bleed..."
Following Lei's rather strange but unsurprising request, Bryan bit down into the skin of Lei's neck as he had before, hard as he possibly could, hard enough to draw the smallest amount of blood. Lei cried out in pain, though it seemed that was exactly what he desired: pain. Bryan licked and kissed the blood away, sucking it into his mouth. At the same time, Bryan began to thrust harder, and then harder still, while Lei moaned in intense pained-pleasure, writhing and convulsing beneath him. Lei gripped the back of Bryan's neck and pulled him down for more kisses still, his free hand running down Bryan's back from behind until he scratched still more bloody trails down the younger man's back.
Bryan shot Lei a vicious glare. "What did I just tell you about that, Wulong?" he said, clearly angered.
"S-Sorry," Lei whispered apologetically, "I just... I just can't help it. It, ah... it just feels so good... You always make me feel so good..."
Without warning, Bryan then scooped his arms around Lei's form and pulled him up and off of the mattress so that he and Bryan were both now in upright positions. Lei wrapped his arms around Bryan's neck as Bryan began to rock Lei up and down in his lap. Lei moaned even higher than he had before, as he began moving his hips in sync with the rough rhythm Bryan had established. Lei lulled his head back as another gasp escaped his lips, while Bryan went back to kissing the side of Lei's neck where he had earlier bitten him. Bryan titled his head back, fisting one of his hands into Lei's ebony hair before he pulled Lei down for another kiss, while Lei moaned into Bryan's mouth. Lei could feel his hardness trapped between their bodies, with a delicious amount of friction being created between them.
"Bryan," Lei moaned. "So good..."
Bryan tightened his grip around Lei's body until Lei could barely breath, but that didn't matter. He was too close to care.
"Bryan," Lei said again. "I-I'm coming... please come with me..."
Bryan began moving Lei up and down all the more forcefully, practically impaling the other man onto his hard length. He kissed Lei again still more, hard, tasting the alcohol, the blood...
"Bryan..." Lei moaned, his mouth open and his eyes closed. "Bryan, oh God, Bryan...!" he cried out as he came between their bodies.
Bryan could only stare.
Lei always looked so fucking hot when he came. Beautiful, even.
Bryan just couldn't deny it.
A few more thrusts later and Bryan came, too; releasing a deep and guttural groan as he sheathed himself as deep and as hard as he could inside of Lei, filling him to the brim with his hot essence.
Bryan continued to rock Lei's body up and down as he thrusted through the reverberations of pleasure, until their movements finally came to a belated halt. For a moment, the two men just continued to stay as they were, Bryan's hands on either of Lei's hips while Lei's arms remained around Bryan's neck, the both of them breathing heavily. Finally, Bryan laid Lei back down on the bed and then kissed him once again, before he pulled himself from Lei's body. He lied down on the bed next to Wulong, still breathing heavily just as Lei was. He wrapped a protective arm around Lei's waist, before Lei did the same to him.
Barely audible, Lei whispered, "I really do love you, Bryan..."
"And..." Bryan began. "...you know how I feel about you, so don't make me say it..."
Lei smiled softly as he continued to hold onto Bryan's form. "So you do love me, then...?"
"Don't ask questions you already know the answer to, Wulong," Bryan said with a small scowl.
"But I don't know the answer," Lei said as Bryan continued to lie on the small bed next to him. Bryan's arm tightened around Lei's waist, and he sighed into Lei's hair, kissing it.
"You remember the last thing I said to you before I died?" Bryan asked Lei silently.
Lei nodded. "Of course I do. You-You said that you had lied... that you loved me, too..."
"Well," Bryan whispered, almost inaudibly. "I felt the same way when Jin Kazama took you from me... I feel the same way about you now..."
Lei gasped. Bryan Fury was actually confessing to Lei Wulong that he loved him...?
"But don't ever ask me to say the words to you, though, because I won't," Bryan stated firmly. "You're so drunk right now that I bet you'll barely remember a thing tomorrow morning, anyway."
"You're drunk too, Bryan..."
"Not nearly as drunk as you."
Lei, who had previously been lying on his back, turned over in bed onto his right-side, so that he was now facing Fury. Bryan ran his hand through Lei's long and beautiful strands of raven hair before Lei leaned forwards and kissed Bryan again, before Bryan used his right-hand to pull Lei closer, crushing their lips together.
"I think I need to—what do you call it? Oh—'shut down' now, for a while... I haven't slept in days..."
"What time do you want to wake up?"
Lei used his eyes to check the time. It was currently 12:41AM. "I suppose 8:00AM would be fine..."
"Now," Bryan began as he brushed his fingertips through Lei's hair once again. "Use your mind to initiate 'shut down' mode."
"I still don't understand how to do that..."
"Just think it."
Lei did as Bryan had told him, before the time along with the amount of time it was until 8:00AM appeared in his eyes.
"Now just think 'shut down'," Bryan said to him, once more running his long fingers through Lei's hair. "And then you'll fall asleep instantly."
"But what if more of Jin's soldiers show up in the middle of the night?" Lei asked with a slight sense of trepidation.
"If and when any danger presents itself to you," Bryan stated earnestly. "You'll wake up instantaneously. But I don't want you to worry about that. I'm going to stay up all night and watch over you..."
"But why?" Lei asked softly.
"On the off chance that Kazama's motherfucking soldiers do show up."
"But I thought you said I would wake up if and when any danger presented itself to me?"
Bryan nodded. "That's true, but a person can never be too careful when it comes to Kazama... hell, he's even crazier than I am, which has to make him pretty fucking nuts."
Lei sighed, "Agreed," and then went on to say, "Alright, I'll 'shut down'..."
It took Lei a good several minutes before he adequately understood just how to 'shut down', but when he finally got the hang of it, he went out like a light.
Bryan continued to hold Lei with his right-arm, and then leaned forwards to kiss the sleeping man on the lips.
"Goddamn you, Lei Wulong," Bryan whispered to Lei's sleeping form. "I do love you, and I hate myself for it... Nevertheless, Jin Kazama can't and won't have you, because you're mine, and I hope more than anything that he won't simply send more of his fucking Tekkenshu after us again... No, I want him to show up for himself so that I might finally end his life in the most painful way possible..."
0.0.0
Lei's eyes snapped open.
It was 8:00AM on the dot.
And Lei felt like shit.
He looked into Bryan's icy blue eyes. Apparently, Bryan hadn't moved from Lei's side the entire duration of the night, or so it seemed.
"Oh, God, Bryan," Lei muttered, rubbing his forehead. "I feel awful."
"Of course you do," Bryan said back with a smirk. "With all of the alcohol you drank last night, you must be hungover as hell."
"Yes, you're right," Lei sighed and then groaned. "Do we have anymore alcohol left?"
Bryan frowned at Lei, as his mouth gaped open to a barely noticeable extent. "You've got to be kidding me, right?"
Lei forced a smirk of his own. "I never kid about alcohol."
"And I never kid about you," Bryan said to him. "You're not drinking anymore today. Like I said, I don't want you getting addicted to that shit again."
"Again?" Lei frowned at him.
"Oh?" Bryan began, rudely. "You're saying you don't remember how you were known as 'Detective Drunk' back on the HKIP for a while?"
"That was bullshit," Lei argued angrily. "I went out for drinks one night with several colleagues and had one too many, and then passed out at the bar. That was all."
Bryan smirked at him. "I pulled up all of your information. I know everything—and I mean everything—about you now that Abel's removed my memory block. After I died, you drank to the point where you were placed on a temporary leave of absence until you could get yourself together. Then when your live-in girlfriend dumped you in favor of your subordinate, you went on yet another bender. And then when Jin Kazama began destroying the world, you were at a bar with Hwoarang and/or Steve almost every day." He smirked again. "I even know about that little drinking contest you had with Hwoarang before the both of you passed out, before Steve Fox then took you both back to his hotel room."
Lei's jaw dropped. "How the hell do you know all of that? Especially the part about the drinking contest I had with Hwoarang...?"
"The bar has cameras as do the stores that neighbor it outside," Bryan told him. "All I had to do was access the cameras whenever you were around and I automatically knew everything. I couldn't hear what you were saying, but... hell, I knew enough."
Lei became angry. "I can't drink when I want to you and you can't stop me."
Bryan laughed out loud. "Uh, yes I can," he said, laughing still. "And if I don't, Jin will. Don't forget what I told you about the way he's probably tapped into the cameras of every liquor store and bar in Tokyo."
"I really don't care anymore," Lei said sternly. "If Jin wants me, let him come and get me..."
"Now's not the time to be arrogant, Wulong," Bryan replied disapprovingly. "If Kazama turns into that... thing again—that demon—he could definitely kill you, though I have a feeling Kazama has something far worse in store for you, and you know what I'm talking about... He'll place you into that fucking lab for God only knows how long, where he'll do only God knows what to you..."
Lei sat up on the bed after Bryan had stood up. "What is that supposed to mean...?"
"That he wants to fuck you again, and we both know it."
Lei opened his mouth as if to retort, but no words would come out. Unfortunately enough, he knew Fury was right...
"Can't you just... you know, look up all of the data on Jin Kazama in order to find out where he is?"
Bryan shook his head. "No, I can't. Jin has himself blocked from my mind, the same way Abel had you blocked. Every time I try to look up anything on Jin Kazama, I receive a message in my mind that says 'No data available.'"
"Maybe I can try," Lei suggested.
"Good luck with that." Bryan sighed.
Lei concentrated on looking up any and all information pertaining to Jin Kazama, but was only met with a 'No data available' message just like Bryan.
"Damnit," Lei cursed to himself. "He has any and all information pertaining to himself blocked from me, too..."
"Told you."
"Whatever," Lei said, heading for the bathroom so that he could take a shower. He was still wet and sticky from the night before...
He entered the bathroom and turned on a mixture of hot and cold water—more hot than cold. He brushed his hair briefly and then got into the shower, sighing in a mixture of pleasure and contentment when the hot water hit his skin.
He was still experiencing the hangover from hell, although the hot water made him feel a little better.
Lei picked up one of the small, complementary bottles of shampoo the motel was equipped with and squirted it into his hair, making a mental note to buy some shampoo later that was halfway decent, unlike the cheap crap the motel provided.
His hair deserved better than that.
He tilted his head back under the showerhead and proceeded to rinse his hair out, before he took a loofa and a bar of soap and began to rinse his chest and torso off.
He took another small bottle of shampoo and squirted it into his hair again, rinsing his hair out all over again until he was satisfied it was clean. He then turned off the water and got out of the shower, picking up one of the white towels and drying his hair off, before he took an additional white towel and wrapped it around his waist.
He walked out of the bathroom to see Fury fully-dressed in a pair of dark blue jeans and an open, dark green shirt.
"Shouldn't you take a shower, too?" Lei asked him.
"I already took one while you were asleep," Bryan replied with ease. "Now come on. We're going shopping."
Lei raised an eyebrow at him. "Shopping...?"
Bryan nodded. "Remember when I said I'd buy you some knew China robes? Well, that's what I'm going to do."
"Whatever," Lei said again with a sigh. As horrible as he felt, he wasn't really up to shopping. He then sat down on one of the identical twin beds and plugged in the blow-dryer, before he therein proceeded to blow-dry his hair.
It took an entire fifteen minutes, but Bryan dealt.
When Lei was finished, he put his ebony hair into a ponytail and stood from the bed, the towel still around his waist as he eyed Bryan.
"Well?" Lei said.
"Well what?"
"I need some clothes..." Lei muttered under his breath. He highly disliked wearing Bryan's clothes, as they weren't, well... exactly his 'style'...
Bryan put one of his black gym-bags on the bed and zipped it open, removing and then tossing a pair of dark blue jeans as well as a dark green muscle shirt in Lei's general direction, along with a pair of boxer shorts.
Lei dropped the towel from around his waist and then put on the clothing Bryan had given to him. After he had put on the boxer shorts, he pulled up the blue jeans, but was once again forced to roll them up a few inches at the ankles. Then he slipped Bryan's sleeveless shirt over his head before he went to work on his black shoes.
Lei rubbed at his forehead, still feeling quite horrible.
Bryan shook his head and sighed, before he unzipped the other one of his black gym-bags; the one which contained the drugs. He removed a prescription pill bottle from the bag and then tossed it to Lei, who caught it.
Lei read the bottle. "Hydrocodone...? And just how is this any better for me than alcohol?"
"Just quit bitching and take the damn pills," Bryan said demandingly. "You're so hungover you can barely walk straight. Hell, you probably have a decent amount of alcohol still in your system."
"Fine," Lei muttered to him. He had taken Vicodin and Norco before in the past when he had been injured in the line of duty, and knew it was good stuff... but the fact that Bryan would willingly hand over opiates to Wulong puzzled him immensely.
"By the way," Bryan began, harshly. "I don't want you getting addicted to that shit, either. And I don't want you taking more of those than two every six hours, you understand?"
Lei smiled sarcastically. "Sure," he said, and then proceeded to pop six of the white pills before he chased them with a glass of water.
Bryan frowned at Lei disapprovingly.
"What?" Lei said to him. "It's a really bad hangover."
"Give me the pills back now," Bryan stated harshly.
"Why?"
"Just.. do it.."
Lei rolled his dark eyes and then tossed the bottle of Hydrocodone back to Fury, who instantly placed it back into one of his black gym-bags.
"You've seen the kind of 'customers' I deal with on a daily basis," Bryan said to Lei in a scolding manner. "So what makes you think I'd want you to turn into one?"
Lei frowned again. "I don't do 'drugs', Bryan. I disdain them, and anyone stupid enough to do or deal them."
Bryan smirked at him. "Alcohol's a drug too, Wulong."
Lei returned Bryan's smirk. "How much I do or don't drink isn't any of your business."
"Yes," Bryan said, "it is. Now quit bitching so we can leave, before I change my mind about buying you some knew clothes."
"I don't want anything from you!" Lei shouted out.
"Humph," Bryan uttered. "That's quite a change from last night, when you told me how much you 'loved' me."
Lei said nothing.
"You're thinking about the way you murdered Jin's soldiers again, aren't you?" Bryan asked knowingly. "Like I told you, you've got to stop thinking about that."
"What if I don't want to?" Lei murmured softly. "What if giving a damn about what I've done is the last thing that makes me human...?"
"Well," Bryan began lowly. "You're not human, and as I've told you you're going to have to deal with it sooner or later."
"And what if I can't...?"
"The you're going to be miserable for the rest of your very long life," Bryan replied sincerely. "Either that or die, and I'm not talking about suicide. As I already said, you still have a few, lingering human emotions left, none of which will do you any good. If you indeed face Jin Kazama while you still bear any emotions, you won't be able to kill him..."
Lei's eyes narrowed. "I will kill Jin for what he's done to me. Abel, too."
Bryan nodded. "But tell me... do you still bear any form of affection for Kazama?"
Lei averted his eyes. "I... I..."
Bryan laughed out loud. "That is what I thought," he said to the other man. "And yet you actually believe you'll be able to kill Kazama when it's obvious how much you still care for him?"
Lei said nothing.
"You're lucky you have me," Bryan continued, earnestly. "Unlike you, I have no problem whatsoever ripping Kazama apart limb by limb until I can taste his blood in my mouth... I won't be satisfied until I'm bathed in his blood..."
"What I feel is irrelevant," Lei whispered to Bryan. "I will kill Jin for what he's done to me..."
Bryan only rolled his icy blue eyes again, tired of talking to Lei about this. Hell, he was tired of talking period. Lei never shut up, which was new for Bryan considering his extreme love for solitude, but as he had said before, he was stuck with Wulong and Wulong was stuck with him.
Bryan gathered his set of black gym-bags from under the bed and headed for the front door. "C'mon, Wulong," Bryan said to him. "We need to get out of here and relocate to another motel." He smiled at Lei. "That is, after I buy you some new clothes..."
"Fine," Lei huffed, and then followed Bryan's lead out the door.
They walked all the way back to the very back of the parking lot, which was located behind the general motel.
Bryan opened the driver's side door to the Chevy he had hotwired earlier, before Lei got into the passenger's side on the left. Before Bryan got into the vehicle, he tossed his gym-bags into the backseat of the car. Afterwards, he got into the driver's seat, shut the door, and started the car.
"We're going to have to find another car to hotwire, too," Bryan said as he began to drive.
"I'm tired of hiding," Lei whispered to him. "Why not just give up and let Jin come to us already?"
"Because he would come with thousands of soldiers and probably a few tranquilizing guns to boot," Bryan replied thoroughly. "There's only a few, precise locations where we can be shot and actually have an effect, and Jin Kazama knows them all. He knew if we were to get shot in either sides of our necks or in the center of our arms or hands with a tranquilizing dart, that we would most certainly go down... we're also vulnerable if we get shot in the eyes or the inside of our mouths."
"I don't care," Lei said back. "I'm tired of hiding."
"Well that's too damn bad for you." Bryan smirked again. "I'm running the show here."
Lei said nothing; only continued to look out the window to his left. The sky was overcast, and it was dark and dreary outside. Perhaps it might rain again as it had the night before.
Wulong hated overcast skies, while Bryan had a preference for them. Lei was diurnal however and loved the sunlight, which Bryan on the contrary detested as he was nocturnal.
Bryan continued to drive down the Tokyo roads, which were becoming more and more crowded with each and every turn Bryan aimed to make.
Finally, they reached Toga XTC Harajuku, one of Tokyo's most expensive clothing stores.
Bryan pulled the stolen car around back into the vastly large parking lot, making sure he parked in the very back.
"What are we doing here?" Lei asked Bryan.
Bryan replied, "I told you I was going to get you some knew clothes," and then went on to say, "that is, unless you want to keep wearing mine."
"Can you actually afford this place?" Lei inquired, seemingly in disbelief that Bryan would be able to afford such an expensive clothing store to begin with.
Bryan nodded. "I can afford anything." He smiled darkly. "Being a drug dealer has its perks, after all."
Lei could only sigh again as he opened the passenger's side door, slamming it as soon as he had exited the vehicle. Bryan got out of the driver's side and shut the door as well, although he hadn't slammed the door as Lei had.
Bryan began walking in the general direction of the store's front entrance, while Lei followed behind him. Lei didn't feel half as horrible he as he had felt earlier that morning, but he knew that was on account of the Hydrocodone. He actually felt rather good, but would never admit to anyone that he was 'high'...
Bryan and Lei entered the store, where they were immediately greeted by a beautiful Japanese woman with short, black hair who appeared to be in her mid-twenties.
She greeted them in Japanese, but when Bryan began to speak in English the Japanese woman switched to speaking English as well, although she wasn't especially good at it. True, Bryan was fluent in Japanese as well as Chinese, but he still preferred English.
"What can I help you with?" the woman asked them. "Are you looking for anything in particular?"
Bryan nodded again. "Yes, I'm looking for some knew clothes for my... 'acquaintance' here... I'm talking top of the line. The more expensive, the better."
"Of course!" the Japanese woman said with excitement, considering the fact that she was paid for commission. She looked at Lei. "Right this way, sir. Is there anything in particular you're looking for?"
"Yes," Lei answered her. "I need some new China robes."
"And like I said," Bryan added with a grin. "The more expensive, the better."
Lei and Bryan followed the young Japanese woman to the back of the store, where the China robes were located.
"Feel free to look around," she said to them.
Lei began to look through the various robes on the circular rack. He had never owned such expensive clothing in his life, and he couldn't argue that the robes were quite beautiful. Extremely so, even.
"How about this one?" Lei asked Bryan, gesturing to a blue robe with intricate patterns of gold etched into the fabric.
"You can do better than that," Bryan said to him, looking through the rack for himself. "How about this one?" he asked, pointing to a pink robe that was made out of 100% pure silk.
"You always look so pretty in pink," Bryan whispered into Lei's ear.
"Fine, I'll try it on..." Lei then chuckled, on the verge of laughing.
Damnit.
Bryan knew Lei was high, but chose not to bring it up for the moment nevertheless. No, he'd get around to that a little later...
Lei picked out several of the robes along with several pairs of matching silken slacks and then went into the dressing room, before Bryan sat down in a chair that was located in front of the dressing rooms.
Wulong came out in the first outfit; a green robe along with a pair of darker green pants.
"What do you think?" Lei asked Bryan.
"Not fancy enough," Bryan replied honestly.
Lei shrugged and went back into the dressing room. When he came out again, he was wearing the pink robe Bryan had suggested, along with a pair of silken black pants.
"Oh I am definitely buying that for you," Bryan said to him. "Like I said, you always look so pretty in pink..."
"Alright," Lei said, sounding unusually happy. The effects of the drugs, Bryan knew, but again, he'd get around to chatting with Wulong about that a little later... Besides, Fury preferred Lei's happy demeanor in favor of his angry one.
Lei went back into the changing room and then came out again, in a baby blue robe that had patterns of midnight blue etched into the fabric, along with a pair of midnight blue pants.
"I like that one, too," Bryan told him. "In fact... I want you to ask the assistant here what the most expensive China robes in the store are..."
Lei formed a baffled expression. "Why?"
Bryan smiled at him. "Just ask her."
Lei shrugged. "Alright," he said with a brighter smile. He approached the same Japanese woman who had waited on him before, and then asked her what the most expensive China robe in the store was.
She beamed in sheer delight. She was going to be receiving one hell of a colossal commission.
She guided Lei to the back of the store, where the most expensive clothing was located on a rack against the wall.
Lei eyed the robe.
It was solid gold with various colors etched into the fabric, including pink, red, green, blue, yellow, purple... all colors, really,
"Try it on," Bryan said to Lei in a sensual tone. "I'm sure you'd look quite beautiful in it..."
Lei nodded with another smile, before he took the robe and made his way back to the dressing rooms.
Bryan continued to sit in a comfortable armchair in front of the dressing rooms, before Lei finally came out in the golden and rainbow robe, wearing a pair of black, silken pants as well as a black belt that tied around the golden-colored robe.
Bryan smiled at him. "You look beautiful, Wulong. I am definitely buying that for you."
"Are you sure you can actually afford all of these clothes for me...?"
Bryan nodded as he had before. "Yes," he stated with a dark smile. "Like I said, the perks of being a drug dealer."
Lei averted the glance of his eyes away from the other man. "I don't know how I feel about you using drug money to buy me clothes, Bryan..."
"And like I said," Bryan began again. "Would you rather wear the beautiful robes I'm buying for you, or my clothes?"
Lei huffed, "Fine." He tried on several more robes, all of which Bryan approved of, before he went to the front counter to pay for them. The young Japanese woman told Bryan the price, and Lei's jaw dropped so low that he thought it might hit the floor. He had never spent so much money on anything in his entire life. In USD, the amount of yen Bryan as paying the woman was equivalent to over four million dollars, and half of the money had been spent on the most expensive China robe in the store; the golden one with all of intricate colors etched into the fabric. Bryan had also bought both himself and Lei a new pair of Channel sunglasses, as well as several pairs of new shoes for Lei.
Lei had also taken off Bryan's clothes and was now wearing the pink robe Bryan had picked out for him, along with a pair of dark, cerise pants. There were patterns of cerise mixed into the pink robe, too, along with a dark, cerise belt that wrapped around his waist.
They exited the clothing store and headed to the back of the parking lot, wherein Bryan's stolen car was parked. He knew he needed to hotwire another car soon, before Jin caught wind of it. Kazama was probably keeping an eye out for every stolen vehicle in the city.
Lei opened the back of the stolen Chevrolet and threw the bags of the fresh clothing he had bought into the back, before he then got into the passenger's side of the car on the left. Bryan got into the driver's side on the right, before the engine roared to life.
"Thank you, Bryan..." Lei whispered to him. "For the clothes, I mean..." He then chuckled.
"Damn you're high," Bryan said to him. "You must have a really low tolerance for six 10/325 hydrocodone pills to affect you like this."
"Hey," Lei began, higher than a weather balloon. "How about you and me hit up one of the local bars and have a few drinks?"
"No," Bryan said sternly. "Alcohol is the last thing you need right now. And don't forget what I told you about Kazama... he's probably watching every bar in the city."
"So?" Lei said to Bryan. "Let him find me. I'll kick his fucking ass if he comes anywhere near me."
Bryan rolled his icy blue eyes. "You're high, Wulong. You're not thinking clearly."
"Well where do you plan on taking us now?"
"To yet another one of my hideouts," Bryan replied as he continued to drive. "The Akirabara. It's not as trashy as the Red Motel or the Rayford Motel, but it's still pretty cheap and doesn't have cameras."
Lei smiled at Bryan. "As long as the manager doesn't think I'm a prostitute."
Bryan shook his head, and almost regretted giving Lei the pain killers to begin with. Nonetheless, as Bryan had thought before, he preferred it when Lei was happy as opposed to angry or especially melancholic.
Fury pulled his stolen car around the back of another cheap motel, instructing Lei to get out of the vehicle. Bryan then proceeded to hotwire another car—a black 01' Toyota.
Lei's brow furrowed. "Why do you always hotwire black cars?"
"Uh, duh," Bryan said back to Lei. "They fly under the radar more easily than say a red or white car would." He took his black gym-bags out of the back of the Chevy and threw them into the back of the Toyota, along with Lei's new clothing. Lei then got into the car while Bryan proceeded to hotwire it. Once the task was achieved, Bryan got into the driver's side of the car and started it.
On the way to the Akirabara Motel, it began to rain. Bryan turned on the windshield wipers as a crash of thunder was heard off in the distance. Bryan smiled.
"Why are you grinning?" Lei asked him.
"Because I love a dark day," he said, the new sunglasses he had purchased still on his face.
Lei took off his sunglasses and saw a flash of lightening, before in therein thundered again.
As Bryan continued to drive, less and less cars were visible on the road. Lei knew it was because Bryan was entering a trashier part of town. Finally, Bryan reached what was the Akirabara Motel.
Bryan once again parked in the very back, behind the motel, before he got out of the car and unzipped one of his black gym-bags before he removed his leather wallet and began going through his fake IDs. Once he had settled on one, he grabbed his black bags and gestured for Lei to follow him.
Lei nodded and removed the bags of extremely expensive clothing Bryan had previously purchased for him, before he therein began to follow Bryan's lead to the front desk once again, running all the way there so as not to get too wet.
Bryan approached the manager. "I'd like a room."
"What kind of bed or beds?"
"A kind-sized bed," Lei piped up, still sounding unusually happy.
"I'm straight but I gotta say..." the manager said. "You've got a pretty partner."
Bryan was too bored to argue with the manager, so instead he merely handed over his fake ID.
"James Brownstone," the manager said to Bryan. "Will you be paying with cash or card?"
"Cash," Bryan replied, and then handed over the appropriate amount of yen.
Lei unintentionally pulled up the Akirabara Motel and learned that the current manager's name was Haruki Walcott. He was 46 and didn't have any priors, but he did have a wife and two daughters.
Finally, Lei thought, a manager who's halfway decent...
"Here you go," Haruki said as he handed the keycard over to Bryan. "Room #24."
Bryan nodded his thanks and then picked up his black bags, walking down the sidewalk to his designated room while Wulong followed behind him.
Once they had entered the room, Bryan placed his black gym-bags under the bed before Lei placed the bags of clothing Bryan had earlier purchased him next to a nearby, black leather chair.
"I have some customers coming by in a few," Bryan said to Lei, although Lei didn't really seem to care. He was still too high. Lei picked up the remote control and turned on the TV, but of course, more porn had to be on.
"Damn," Lei said out of disapproval. "Isn't there anything on in these trashy places besides porn...?"
On the screen, there was a woman going down on a man while an additional man took her from behind...
Lei instantly turned off the television.
There was a knock on the door. "Get down and get behind me," Bryan said once again.
"You don't have to be so protective," Lei said to him with a sigh. "Like I said, it's not as though a bullet could hurt me anymore than it could hurt you."
Gun in hand, Bryan checked the peephole on the door, before he lowered the gun and opened the door to reveal yet another one of his customers, Hiroki.
"Hiroki," Bryan sighed, displeased at the sheer sight of him. Every time Hiroki came by, he was 'kicking'. "What do you want?" Bryan asked him.
"Some Oxy's," Hiroki replied. "I'd like 20 80s."
"You know that's gonna cost you..."
"How much?"
"60 bucks a pill, and before you say that's too much, keep in mind that most dealers charge 80 bucks per pill."
Hiroki nodded and handed the correct number of yen over to Bryan in exchange for the 20 pills of OxyContin. Hiroki didn't even wait. He popped one of the teal pills on the spot, chasing it with a bottle of Coca-Cola he had brought with him."
"Damn, Bryan," Lei said to him, his eyebrow raised. "What don't you sell...?"
"I sell everything," Bryan replied to Lei with a smart smile present on his scarred face.
"Hey 'Hiroki'," Lei said to the drug user. "If I paid you, could you go out and fetch me some alcohol...?"
Bryan frowned. "No, he could not go fetch you some alcohol. You were drunk as fuck last night, and I honestly don't enjoy fucking you as much when you're drunk as I do when you're sober."
"Whoa," Hiroki said to Bryan. "So you two are like, a couple or something?"
"That's none of your fucking business," Bryan replied harshly.
"But there's only, yeah... one bed in here..."
Bryan whipped out his gun and put it to Hiroki's head point blank. "You know I've killed people for less than that, Hiroki."
"I-I'm sorry, Fury," Hiroki apologized. "I-I'll leave now..."
"Good," Fury sneered.
Hiroki exited the motel room, before Bryan slammed the door behind him with an obvious sense of anger compelled with annoyance.
"Hey," Lei began happily. "Can I have some more Hydrocodones?"
"No," Bryan retorted, the anger in his voice more than evident. "You may not. Like I said, I don't want you getting addicted to that shit."
Lei frowned at him. "I'm not a drug addict."
Bryan nodded with a smirk. "But give or take a few more days of alcohol or opiates and you will be an addict."
"Fuck you, Bryan," Wulong said angrily. "I'm leaving to go buy some alcohol and you can't stop me."
Lei stood from the king-sized bed and made his way to the door. However, once again, Bryan spun Lei around and slammed his back against the door with an unnecessary amount of force.
Bryan glared down at him. "You're not going anywhere, you understand?"
Lei growled and seized Bryan by the throat, spinning them around until Bryan was now the one with his back to the door.
Bryan couldn't breathe.
"I'm going to go where I want to go, when I want to go," Lei seethed at Bryan. "And you can't and won't stop me." He then threw Bryan down to the floor, who began coughing wildly to regain his breathing.
However, Bryan was up again in what seemed like a microsecond, pushing Lei against the door all over again. "You're not going anywhere unless I am with you," Bryan said lowly.
"Fine," Lei replied to him. "You can go to the liquor store with me."
Bryan finally gave in and said, "Okay," going on to say, "But you do realize you'll be putting both our lives in danger if Kazama is, in fact, watching the liquor stores in the way I think he is..."
"I don't care," Lei remarked honestly. "I'm not afraid of Jin anymore..."
"Oh?" Bryan raised an eyebrow. "You're not afraid that he might lock you into Abel's laboratory for all time?"
Lei frowned at the taller man. "I'll kill him first."
"Even if he turns into that... thing? That fucking demon?"
"If and when the time presents itself, I will kill Jin, whether he's in his demon form or not. I'm strong enough now to take him down."
"Now's not the time to get cocky, Wulong." Bryan glared down at him once again. "I-I won't lose you to him again..."
"I knew you loved me," Lei said to Bryan with a smile. "But how much?"
Bryan growled hatefully. "I don't love you."
"Whatever," Lei sighed in a careless fashion, and then opened the motel room's door. "I'm on my way to Goody Goody Liquor. If you won't drive me there, I'll simply walk."
Bryan growled again. "Fine. I'll drive you there, but keep in mind that Kazama could be watching you."
"Good," Lei said simply. "I want Jin to come to me..."
"Oh?" Bryan said again. "Even if he brings thousands of Tekkenshu with him? There's no way you'd be able to defeat that many of Jin's soldiers and you know it."
Lei said nothing, in spite of the fact that he knew Bryan was right... He headed to the back of the parking lot and got into Bryan's black, stolen Toyota. He got into the passenger's side, while Bryan once again got into the driver's side.
The engine roared to life.
Bryan pulled out of the motel's parking lot and headed in the general direction of Goody Goody Liquor. Fuck, he really, really didn't want to, but if he didn't Lei simply would have walked, putting him in even more danger.
After a few more miles, Bryan pulled into the liquor store's parking lot, parking in the back so as not to be seen.
Lei got out of the car first, followed by Bryan. Lei ambled his way to the liquor store's entrance, while Bryan followed. He really, really didn't want Lei to get drunk again, especially while he was under the influence of Vicodin at the same time. One, he was annoying as fuck while drunk, and two, he was one step away from becoming an addict all over again.
Lei entered the liquor store first, walking down the aisle of vodka in search of the whiskey.
"Keep in mind it's my money that's paying for this," Bryan said under his breath. "Use your credit card and Kazama will find you for sure."
"Maybe that's what I want..."
Bryan frowned at him angrily. "I'm not going to let you go out on a suicide mission," he said to Lei. "As I told you, I will kill Jin Kazama."
"You mean we're going to kill him."
Bryan nodded. "Yes, we will," he said in agreement, "but it will take careful planning... we'll have to get him alone, without his army of Tekkenshu... and I have a feeling that if we find Hwoarang, we'll find Kazama..."
"I told you I don't want Hwoarang to play any part in this," Lei said demandingly.
Bryan tried to look Hwoarang up, only to receive yet another 'No data available' message.
"Fuck," Bryan cursed. "Kazama's blocked Hwoarang's profile now, too."
Lei tried to access Hwoarang's profile, only to be met with the same message Bryan had received.
"He's getting smarter," Bryan said to the other fighter. "Hell, Hwoarang's probably with Kazama right now."
Lei began to become all the more worried for Hwoarang's sake. "I hate to say it, but you're probably right..."
Lei reached he aisle of whisky and began to browse.
He picked up a bottle of Dewars and began to read the alcohol proof.
Bryan rolled his blue eyes. "Just get another bottle of Jonnie Walker."
Lei's brow furrowed. "Are you sure you can afford that?"
"Like I said," Bryan replied arrogantly, "I can afford anything."
Lei shrugged and picked up a bottle of Johnnie Walker.
"Get two," Bryan said to him. "I could use a decent buzz myself."
"Alright," Lei said with a nod, picking up the two bottles before he headed to the front of the store to pay for the alcohol. When he reached the front counter, he was more than shocked when the woman behind the counter asked Lei for his ID.
Bryan sighed. It was obviously her way of 'hitting' on Lei. And as Lei didn't have any fake IDs just yet, Bryan was forced to pay for the alcohol himself. The woman was even more shocked when Bryan paid in cash, considering just how expensive the Johnnie Walker alcohol was, but she made no complaints.
After Bryan and Lei had purchased the alcohol, they exited the store and made their ways back to Bryan's stolen, black Toyota. Bryan once again got into the driver's side, while Lei once again got into the passenger's side.
Bryan started the car and turned on the windshield wipers, given the fact that it was raining again, and then began to make his way back to the Akirabara motel. On the way back, it began to quite literally poor down rain, thus Bryan turned on the windshield wipers up as far as they would go. He smiled again, as like he had told Lei before, he loved a dark day.
Upon reaching their current motel, Bryan parked the car in the very back and then put the car into park.
Lei exited the car just as Bryan did, before Lei ran back to their motel room in order to avoid getting wet. Bryan's pace was rushed, though he hadn't run to the door as Lei had.
Bryan inserted the keycard into the door's slot, and then opened the door to their room, #24.
Lei instantly sat down on the king-sized bed and unscrewed the cap to the bottle of Johnnie Walker, before he therein began drinking from the glass bottle. 'Chugging' was a more appropriate word, really.
Bryan seemed to disapprove. "I don't want you to get drunk again, Wulong."
"Why the hell not?" Lei asked him.
"Do you even remember last night?"
Lei averted his eyes. "...not very well."
Bryan smirked at him. "You kept repeating how much you 'loved' me and kept asking me to 'make love to you'... it was sickening."
"I actually do remember that," Lei replied to Bryan. "Sort of..." Then he drank some more from the bottle of alcohol. "Okay, not really..."
Bryan rolled his eyes and then unscrewed the cap from his own bottle of alcohol, and then took a swig from its hard contents.
Lei meanwhile was chugging from the bottle as he had the night before. Bryan frowned at Lei with an obvious sense of disapproval.
"I told you, I don't want you getting drunk again," Bryan said to him in a harsh voice.
"Yes, well, how are you going to stop me?"
"I'll break the fucking bottle, that's how."
Lei frowned at Bryan. "Just.. try it..." He chugged some more from the bottle.
Bryan then chugged some from his own bottle, figuring that if Lei was going to get drunk, he might as well, too.
Lei continued to drink—or rather chug—from the bottle of Johnnie Walker in his right-hand. Within fifteen minutes, he had already drunk half the bottle, while Bryan had drunk a fourth.
Suddenly, Lei opened his new pink robe and then pulled the rubber band from his hair, allowing it to run freely down to his mid back all over again.
"Let's have sex," Lei said suddenly and completely out of nowhere, before he pulled he pink robe he was wearing off completely.
Bryan frowned at him. "No. You're too drunk."
"Well a drunken fuck is better than none at all..."
Bryan said nothing, as he knew Lei was right.
Fury stood from the chair he had been seated in and made his way over to the king-sized bed. He began to take his clothes off, starting with his open, dark green shirt, before he then took his shoes off, followed by his jeans and boxer shorts. Afterwards, he removed Lei's silken, black slacks along with Lei's own boxer shorts.
Bryan briefly stood and removed a tube of lubricant from the nearby drawer, dousing the fingers of his right-hand with it.
"I-I want you to fuck me raw..." Lei whispered in all seriousness.
"Why?" Bryan asked, perplexed to the extreme.
"Because I deserve to suffer... I deserve to suffer for what I did to Jin's Tekkenshu..."
Bryan frowned. "I'm not going to fuck you raw."
"Why not?" Lei asked him, confused. "You had no problem with it before when you abducted and tortured me..."
"I'm just not, okay?" Bryan doused the fingers of his right-hand with some of the lubricant, spreading Lei's legs on either side of him before he inserted his slickened set of fingers into the tight opening between Lei's legs.
Lei moaned high in approval. "Harder," he said pleadingly. "Make it hurt."
"What? Are you fucking nuts?" Bryan asked him. "Well yeah, you are, but why would you want to feel pain...?"
"You know why..."
"Like I told you," Bryan said to him as he continued to work his fingers in and out of Lei. "You've got to stop thinking about what you did to Jin's soldiers if you have any hope of killing Kazama."
"I-I'm not sure I can kill him..."
"What?!"
"I still love him, Bryan..." Lei confessed, sounding less than sober once again. "I still remember what he was like as a child, back when I would visit him and Jun in the forest..."
"That doesn't matter," Bryan said as he continued to thrust his fingers in and out of Lei. "We have to kill him for what he did to us, and you know it."
"He turned you into a monster," Bryan continued, seriously, "He stole your humanity, your career, your soul..."
Bryan removed his fingers from Lei and then took his hardness into hand, aligning it with Lei's entrance before thrusting into Wulong in one, single push, who moaned all the louder. He knew Bryan was right. Jin had stolen everything from him. And he would kill him. He had to. He just had to, whether he loved Jin or not. And Fury would help him do it.
If Lei didn't kill him, then every single life Jin ruined or destroyed would be on him, just as every single life Fury and ruined or destroyed was on him.
Everyone Jin murdered would be on him, just as every single person Bryan had murdered was on him...
Lei couldn't take it anymore... the guilt... it was literally eating him alive...
And yet... Wulong was grateful for the guilt he felt. It was the only thing that made him human now...
If Bryan had been right; Wulong's transformation into a ruthless killer was inevitable... which made Lei want to die all the more... When he had killed Jin's men... it had felt good... it had felt good to deliver and bestow the same form of pain as he himself was experiencing... and the whole while Lei had ruthlessly murdered Jin's shoulders, he had pictured Jin Kazama in their places...
Bryan thrusted harder into Lei still, giving him exactly what he wanted: pain. Apparently, Lei's little confession that he still loved Jin Kazama had angered Bryan to the extreme. Lei wanted to wrap his arms and legs around Bryan, but knew if he did so that Fury would be unable to breathe. Nonetheless Lei wrapped his arms and legs around Bryan anyway, kissing Bryan's lips as he did so. Bryan was having trouble breathing, but he dealt. He wasn't going to allow Wulong to know that he was harming him in any way.
Fuck no.
He was too strong for that.
Fury thrusted harder and harder into Lei, who keened higher and then higher still in approval. He wanted pain. He needed it. He deserved it, for what he had done to Jin's soldiers. He remembered the way he had torn them into pieces; literal pieces, and the way he had ripped their arms off and their organs out, slit their throats, stabbed them and thrown them down the stairs from over four stories up. Lei.. hated.. himself... But Bryan was right. He had to get over it if he had any hopes of killing Jin Kazama.
Bryan slid his right-hand in between his and Lei's bodies and began stroking Lei off.
Lei moaned all the more loudly, and could feel his impending release approaching already, as could Bryan. Suddenly, in one, abrupt motion, Lei's back arched in a single, sharp motion as he came into Bryan's hand.
Bryan could only think of and about how beautiful Wulong had looked when he had come.
He always looked so undeniably sexy when he came.
It was more than enough to push Bryan over the edge, too. A shudder ran throughout Bryan's body as he let out a deep, low groan as he came into Lei, filling him to the brim with his hot release.
Bryan thrusted through the aftershocks of pleasure, while Lei kissed Bryan hard and heavy, his arms wrapped tightly around Fury's neck.
Bryan collapsed onto Lei's chest, before Lei placed a gentle kiss onto Bryan's glistening silver hair, his arms wrapped around Bryan's form.
"That was short but amazing," Lei whispered to Bryan.
"I'm always amazing," Bryan whispered back.
"No need to be cocky, Bryan," Lei said to him with a smile.
"What? You said it first..."
"Yeah, I guess I did..."
Bryan disjoined their bodies and then crashed on the bed next to Lei, lying at Lei's right.
Bryan wrapped a protective arm around Lei's body, while Lei faced Fury. Bryan leaned forwards and kissed Lei again, who kissed Bryan back wholeheartedly.
"I love you..." Lei whispered to him.
"I know," Bryan whispered back.
"I know you love me, too..." Lei continued to whisper. "Why won't you just admit it...?"
"Like I said," Bryan began with a frown. "I don't 'love'."
"Yes, you do," Lei murmured softly. "I know you love me..."
"Believe whatever you want," Bryan said to him, smirking. "Even if it is a lie."
"I will," Lei whispered back, his eyes half-lidded.
When Lei made an attempt to get out of the bed, Bryan held onto him to keep him from doing so.
"Bryan," Lei said as he tried to get out of bed. However, Bryan wouldn't allow him to. "I need to take a shower."
"You can take a shower tomorrow," Bryan whispered to him. "Right now, I want to hold you in my arms..."
"And yet you continue to say you don't love me," Lei whispered with a sigh.
"Fine," Bryan said to him. "If you want to go take a shower, take a shower."
"No," Lei said in response. "I-I'll stay..."
"You should 'shut down' again," Bryan said suggestively. "You need your strength."
"What about you?" Lei inquired. "You haven't slept in over four days," he said to the other man. "Why don't you 'shut down' and I'll watch over you for a change...?"
"I don't need to be 'watched over'," Bryan retorted with anger in his voice.
"You do need to rest, though..." Lei whispered to him, running his left-hand down the side of Bryan's face. Then he smiled. "Or we could have sex again."
"I think you're still pretty damned drunk, Wulong," Bryan replied, scowling. "You know how I feel about that."
Lei nodded. "Yes, you don't like it... but why...?"
"One, because you're annoying as fuck when you're drunk," Bryan said to him.
"And two?"
"Two, I don't want you going on a bender." He simpered. "You're an alcoholic and you know it."
"No, I'm not...!" Lei said, although as before, it had sounded a lot like whining.
Bryan smirked again. "Uh, yeah, you are. You may take breaks in between your benders, but in the end you're still just another drunk."
As if to prove a point and just to piss Bryan off, Lei sat up on the bed and turned over, picking up the half-empty bottle of Johnnie Walker from the nearby nightstand before he took another drink of its hard contents.
Fury grabbed he bottle from Lei's hand, but rather than smashing or breaking it as Lei had expected, Bryan only took a drink from the bottle as well.
And then he turned it over, spilling all of it onto the floor.
Lei frowned majorly. "What was the fucking point to that?"
"I already told you," Bryan said to him. "If I let you—especially with the damned 'guilt' you're feeling over what you did to Jin's trashy soldiers—you'd drink every day."
Lei emitted a deep sigh. "Fine," he said to Bryan. "You're right. I won't drink anything tomorrow, okay?"
Bryan smirked once again. "What about the day after that?"
"I'll cross that bridge when I get to it."
"Cute," Bryan said sarcastically. "Real cute."
Lei smiled at him. "Well, I am real cute..."
Bryan ran the fingers of his right-hand through Lei's long strands of raven hair. "You're better than cute," he said silently. "You're beautiful."
Lei leaned forwards and captured Bryan's lips with his own. The kiss itself seemed to last for a small eternity; Bryan's hand running through Lei's longer hair again while Lei cupped Bryan's cheek with his left-hand.
"You should get some rest," Lei said after he had broken from the kiss, staring into Bryan's ice-blue eyes. "I mean, you know... you should 'shut down' for a while..."
"And what about you?" Bryan asked him. "What if Jin's fucking Tekkenshu show up in the middle of the night?"
"Well..." Lei began in thought. "You said that if and when any danger presented itself to us while in 'shut down' mode that we would wake up instantly."
"I still don't know..." Bryan muttered.
Lei sighed. "Look," he said to the younger man. "Just 'shut down' and I'll watch over you this time."
Bryan got out of bed and stood up.
Lei sighed again. "What are you doing?"
Fury retrieved the other bottle of Johnnie Walker and chugged some of its contents. Afterwards, he went into the bathroom and poured the remnants down the sink...
Lei frowned all over again. "You do realize you just poured over one-million dollars down the drain, right?"
Bryan nodded. "Yeah, I do, but, well," he shrugged, "better down the drain than down your throat."
Lei continued to frown as Bryan got back into bed. "Well," he muttered. "At least that proves that you do care about me, even if it is in a pretty fucked-up way."
"Like I said," Bryan started off. "You're annoying as fuck when you're drunk, and you talk and bitch twice as much, which has to make the amount of talking and the bitching you do pretty damned bad."
"Whatever," Lei sighed still more. "Though I don't believe I 'bitch' all that much..." he muttered under his breath. "Now, why don't you 'shut down' for a while? You need to rest."
"I've gone weeks without sleep before," Bryan replied sincerely. "And besides, how do you expect me to sleep when Jin's fucking soldiers could bust down the door at any second?"
"Just sleep," Lei whispered, running his hand down the line of Bryan's body. "I'll watch over you. I promise..."
"I don't think I can," Bryan whispered back. "One microsecond could be the difference between life and death, and I won't let Kazama lock you up in that fucking lab with Abel for all time."
"That's not going to happen," Lei murmured quietly. "Just rest, and if anyone—and I mean anyone—tries to walk in that door you'll wake up in a heartbeat, as you know... and I'll... 'take care' of them..."
"You mean you'd kill them?"
"Y-Yes, I would... if it meant protecting you..."
"I think you're still a little drunk."
Lei shook his head. "No, I'm very drunk, but," he shrugged, "that's beside the point." He then chuckled.
"Then what is the point?" Bryan asked him. He was fairly buzzed as well, but was still nowhere near as drunk as Lei.
"That you need to get some rest," Lei replied, and then leaned forwards to kiss Bryan again, slowly and lovingly. "Just trust me..."
Bryan finally gave in. "Fine," he said against Lei's lips. "But you're gonna have to stay up all night, you got it? We never know when Kazama could show up..."
Bryan lifted up his pillow, which had a loaded revolver under it. He handed it to Lei. "Put it under your pillow."
Lei arched an eyebrow. "I find it hard to believe that you would sleep without a gun under your own pillow."
Bryan lifted up his pillow again, to reveal yet another loaded handgun.
"Why would you need two guns?" Lei inquired him.
"Because I have two hands," Bryan replied casually. "Now, I'm going to 'shut down', and if anything—I mean anything—or anyone so much as knocks or even taps on or against the door, I want you to wake me up instantly."
Lei nodded his compliance. "Of course."
"And are you sure you can stay awake all night?" Bryan asked Lei with a slight sense of disbelief. "I mean, with all that alcohol you drank you could very well pass-out..."
"I have a high tolerance," was Lei's simple reply. He leaned forwards and gently kissed Bryan again, before he pulled away. "Just trust me. I'll keep an eye on you."
"Fine," Bryan muttered with a sigh.
Lei asked him, "What time do you plan on waking up?"
"Well, it's 1:27AM right now so I suppose 6:00AM."
Lei furrowed his brow. "Are you sure that'll be enough rest for you?"
Bryan rolled his eyes. "Fine. 7:00AM."
Bryan made it so that Lei's head was resting on his chest, briefly running the fingers of one hand through Lei's long strands of ebony hair.
And then, just like that, Bryan 'shut down'.
And give or take another hour or so later, and Lei couldn't help but pass-out... in spite of the fact that he had previously promised Bryan that he would stay awake all night.
When he eventually awoke, it was 6:47AM, which meant Bryan would be waking up at any minute now.
Once again, Lei felt like complete and utter shit due to just how hungover he was... Even though it was probably a very, very bad idea, Lei decided to get out of bed check out one of Bryan's black gym-bags; the one with the drugs in it...
He slowly got out of bed, careful not to wake Fury, and then walked around to the other side of the bed, before he therein removed one of the black bags out from under the bed where Bryan had hidden it. When Lei opened it, he saw nothing but clothes, and thus removed the other gym-bag out from under the bed.
And when he unzipped it... damn were there ever a lot of drugs. Heroin, Cocaine, Meth, Crack, Ecstasy... along with numerous prescription pills, such as Hydrocodone, Oxycodone, Xanax, Ativan, Halcion, Valium, Fentanyl, Morphine... even a few vials of Morphine and Demerol, among other things.
Lei didn't want to get high, he just wanted to make his hangover go away like he did the day before. Hurriedly, he removed one of the bottles of Hydrocodone from the bag and opened the bottle; popping eight of the white pills this time around, which was two more than he had taken the prior day. And then, just for the sheer hell of it, he took several bars of Xanax, too. As anxious as he was, the action in itself seemed more than justified.
Noticing he now had less than five minutes before Bryan would wake up, Lei quickly placed the black bags back under the bed where they had been, before hopping into the shower to make it look like he had been doing something else apart from stealing Bryan's narcotics...
And at 7:00AM on the dot, Bryan's eyes flashed open.
He instantly noted Lei was gone, but then exhaled a small sigh of relief when he heard the shower running.
Bryan got out of bed and approached the bathroom. When he entered it, he saw the white curtain was pulled back and could only guess Lei was washing his hair again.
It always took forever.
"Wulong," Bryan said to him.
"Yes?" Lei asked from within the shower.
"Move over, I'm getting in," Bryan replied with a grin.
Bryan pulled back the shower curtain to a degree and then stepped into the shower with Lei, who indeed was washing his hair again.
"With all the money you have," Lei began, though more on the playful side. "Why can't you afford me some decent shampoo?"
"Fine," Bryan said in response. "We'll get you some today."
After Lei had rinsed out his hair, he tilted his head up and kissed Bryan on the lips, wrapping his arms around the man's neck as he did so.
"Damn, Wulong," Bryan stated, smiling. "You're insatiable."
"And is that a bad thing?" Lei questioned him with a smile of his own.
"Not at all," Bryan replied, smiling likewise, especially when Lei grabbed him down below and began to stroke him off...
Bryan moaned silently, wrapping his arms around Lei's body as Lei continued to pleasure him. He cupped Lei's face with either of his hands and presented him with yet another kiss.
Lei continued to stroke Bryan off until he was fully hard, pleasuring him still more.
Suddenly, however, the moment was completely ruined when Bryan looked into Lei's eyes... noticing just how dilated they were... As experienced with narcotics as Bryan was as well as with all of their effects, it didn't take him a second guess to realized Lei had taken something...
"What the fuck did you take?" Bryan asked out of nowhere, removing Lei's hand from his hardness, as difficult as it was to do. "Tell me."
"I-I didn't take anything," Lei lied knowingly.
"You're lying," Bryan said to him. "I can tell."
He got out of the shower, not even bothering to dry himself off as he made his way to the bed. He removed the set of black bags out from under it and immediately opened up the bag that contained his massive amount of narcotics.
"You've been in here," Bryan stated to Lei, who had gotten out of the shower as well and was drying off his hair.
"What makes you think that?"
Bryan smirked. "I have a literally photographic memory, remember? Everything in here's been moved." He picked up the bottle of Hydrocodone and opened it. "There's eight pills missing from this bottle, but I know that's not the only thing you took..." He reached for the bottle of Xanax and opened it up. "You took some of these, too."
Lei frowned angrily. "So what if I did?"
"Do you want to turn into a fucking drug addict?"
"Of course I don't," Lei replied, angry still. "I just had a really bad hangover, and you gave me some pills yesterday for it so why should today be any different?"
"I was planning on giving you two Hydrocodones, not eight, and most certainly not a few bars of Xanax," Bryan leered.
"What's the big damn deal?" Lei inquired harshly. "It's not like I shot up some Heroin."
"Watch that be next," Bryan continued to leer. "Now," he began. "I don't want you so much as touching a single damn drug in my bag ever again."
Lei rolled his darker eyes. "Fine. I won't."
"You better mean it," Bryan said firmly. "Or I'll break your arm."
Lei took a step towards Bryan. "Just.. try it.."
Bryan shook his head and sighed, before he removed the other black bag and began to put on his clothes. He put on his boxer shorts and a pair of dark blue jeans, before slipping a back, sleeveless shirt over his head.
Lei sighed, too, before he headed over to the sack of clothing Bryan had bought him the day before. He decided on the most expensive robe Bryan had gotten him; the golden rope with intricate colors of all kinds etched into the fabric. Then he pulled up his own boxer shorts before he slipped into the silken pair of black slacks, and then tied the belt around his lithe waist.
After this was achieved, Lei sat down on the bed and once again began to blow-dry his hair.
It still took an entire fifteen minutes as it had before, but once again Bryan dealt. He was still too angry at Lei for having gotten into his drugs.
Lei then, surprisingly enough, got out a curling iron...
"Why the hell would you need to curl your hair again?" Bryan asked with suspicion.
"Because I want to look nice for where I'm going."
"Oh? And where might that be?"
"The-The Mishima Zaibatsu..."
"What?!"
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A/N: Two more chapters to go...
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