Chapter Six - Marvin Gaye
"Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?"
The girl in front of him purrs like the cat that his sister used to own back in the province. Of course the cat was dead now since his sister owned it when she was seven, and nearly ten years had passed since then. The cat was at least three when she got it, and cats rarely live past ten anyway, especially when owned by a kid.
"Oui, monseiur," she replies. "On va chez toi ou chez moi?"
The brunette with bright Amber eyes rubs the back of his head in confusion. "I'm gonna be honest, I don't speak French. I just got that from a song."
A few moments later, the boy receives a reply in the form of a red hand mark on his face. He covers this mark with his favorite red hoodie and he proceeds to make his way down the hall to enter his classroom.
Upon entry he notices a familiar face in the room. He smiled. The boy was one of his more attractive classmates, Larsen "Lar" Waters.
He sits next to the blond boy clad in a light blue sweater. Kai recalls that Lar once said that it was not a sweater, but he immediately forgets what it is actually called. Whatever it was, it began with a "car" or something like that.
"Hey Lar," he calls out.
The blond boy looks at him with a smile. "Well, if it isn't Kai Smith. What do you want?"
"I need help painting the set for the upcoming English Fest," Kai replies. "Wanna help me out?"
Lar smirks. "What's in it for me?"
"It'll be fun, I promise!" Kai says with a wink. If there is anything Kai likes to do, it's flirting.
Lar looks at his desk as he brings out his notebook and pens. "If this is your way of inviting me to do something fun, it's definitely working. Where and what time?"
Kai smiles with a gleam in his eyes. "Auditorium, after class. You don't have to bring anything."
"I'll look forward to it, Smith," Lar replies with a wink. "Can you promise that I'm gonna have a good time?"
Kai nods. "Yes, I can. You're gonna have tons of fun painting sets and making props with me."
Lar smiles. "See you then!"
Kai goes to his proper seat and sits down. He brings out a notebook and pen just as the teacher arrives.
"Good morning, class," the teacher greets with a smile on her face. "Today is a good day! Do any of you know why?"
"You divorced your husband?" one of the students asks sarcastically.
She shakes her head, obviously unaffected by Kai's classmate's offensive remark. "Your principal agreed to let me take you all to the Ninjago Historical Museum. Mark your calendars because next Friday all my classes are going to have a field trip."
As the teacher applauses, the class follows, Kai included. If he was being honest, Kai actually likes History class, and the idea of going on a field trip makes him happy. Mrs. Misako knows exactly what she is talking about, and she speaks with passion as if she loves what she is explaining.
He takes out his phone and adds a reminder in his calendar for the field trip. He looks about to see if anyone heard the pushing of the buttons on his keypad, but since nobody is looking in his direction, he finishes the reminder. The phone tells him that the alarm is set, and Kai sighs in relief. At least he remembered to turn on Silent Mode.
"Today we are going to talk about the different Realms of the Universe. Ninjago is just one of fifteen Realms, so we will be discussing the first five today," Mrs. Misako announces. "Zane, did you bring the projector I asked you to?"
The pale blond boy nods. "Yes, Mrs. Misako."
He stands up and sets up the little white box on his desk. A few minutes later he hands Mrs. Misako a wire which she attached to her phone. Zane then switches off the lights and an image was projected on the whiteboard.
"The Fifteen Realms of the Universe," the teacher reads aloud. "There are fifteen, but as I said earlier, we will only be discussing five today. Make sure you take note of today's objectives."
Another image is shown, but this time it is a list of words with the word 'OBJECTIVES' written above it.
"At the end of the fifty-minute period, the students must be able to understand, identify, and differentiate the first five Realms of the universe," she reads aloud. "The students must be able to remember the information discussed today for the five-item review to be given tomorrow. The students must be able to understand the lesson in preparation for research to be conducted after the third meeting for the last five Realms."
Kai watches as Mrs. Misako looks over the class with a smile. "I expect you to comply with these objectives. If not, then we will see what happens."
A vibration makes its way through Kai's pocket. He takes out his phone and sees that he received a text message. He unlocks the keypad by pushing the menu button immediately followed by the asterisk. He then views the message and sees that the message is from Lar.
See you in forty-five minutes, it says.
Thankfully since Kai's phone is a Nokia Xpress Music 5310 with a dark theme, the light on his phone is not bright enough to be noticed by Mrs. Misako.
Kai looks up and looks in Lar's direction. Lar is looking back at him, and he winks. Kai winks back at Lar with a smile.
The period ends and the lights are switched back on. Kai's eyes adjust to the sudden brightness and he quickly puts his things in his bag. Once all his stuff is in his bag, he stands up, thanks Mrs. Misako for today's lesson, and leaves the classroom.
He knows exactly where to go, considering the constant vibration brought by his phone in his pant leg.
Five minutes later, he arrives at the backstage area of the auditorium. Oddly enough, there is a lack of blond boys back here.
"Lar?" he calls out.
He enters the stage and he sees Lar at the back entrance of the auditorium.
"You said 'auditorium'," Lar says. "This is the only entrance to the auditorium I know."
Kai chuckles. "Come over here. I'll bring you up here."
Lar slowly walks up to the stage and it takes him a bit until he reaches the stage.
"Give me your hand," Kai instructs Lar who appears to be less than happy about his suggestion.
Lar frowns. "What happens when you pull me up? My cardigan might get ruined, and you know I hate getting my clothes soiled."
Cardigan. So that's what it was.
"Would you prefer the side entrance?" Kai suggests.
Lar nods at Kai. "Yes, I would prefer that."
The two head to the side of the stage where Kai opens a door and Lar enters. Lar pushes the door behind him but it does not close all the way. Kai pins Lar to the door, thus closing it completely.
Kai's lips immediately make contact with Lar's lips and he kisses them hungrily. He could feel Lar's arms make their way up his back then crawl down. Soon, Kai starts to feel a little cooler around his arms and torso but he doesn't know why. This is only because his eyes are closed.
Before he knows it, he gets pushed by Lar to another wall. Lar's lips leave his lips and slowly creep from his cheek to his neck. Kai opens his eyes and looks at his arms as they pry off Lar's cardigan. They are bare. Lar must have taken off his hoodie while he wasn't looking.
A sudden breath of warm air brushes against Kai's ear which causes his back to curl towards Lar's torso as he finally removes the blue cardigan that Lar loves so much.
Lar's hands make their way down Kai's torso and he pulls off Kai's plain white shirt, leaving his bare chest exposed. Their eyes make contact for a moment before Lar puts his lips back on Kai's and forcefully pushes him up the stairs before eventually pinning him down on the stage floor.
Kai feels for the buttons of Lar's undershirt and fumbles with them before eventually getting the shirt opened. He then changes their position so that he is the one on top. Why does Lar get to have all the fun?
A warm feeling brushes against Kai's lips and he parts them open before realizing that Lar's tongue is entangled in his. This drives Kai to push Lar further up the stage until they hit a wall.
His hands feel up and down Lar's chest before going down to Lar's belt. He tries his best to unbuckle the weird, difficult buckle attached to the belt. What the hell is wrong with the belt and why is it so hard to open?
Lar quickly bites Kai's lower lip, causing Kai to kick one of the props. Just as Kai manages to unbuckle that overly complicated belt buckle, the two are greeted by hot moisture.
No, this moisture is not anything caused by either of them. This, Kai realizes, is accompanied by a quiet hiss. What could be making that hiss?
Kai feels his body hit the floor and he quickly opens his eyes. The smoke machine is switched on.
"You asshole!" Lar yells. "You ruined it!"
Kai stands up. "I didn't do it on purpose!"
Lar stands up as well and he quickly fixes himself up. "This is the worst hookup I've ever had."
"Am I still the only one?" Kai jokes.
"I've hooked up with several boys and girls that were better than you," Lar says in defense.
Kai fixes himself up as well and walks down the stairs to pick up his hoodie. "I can't say you are my worst, but this is pretty bad, considering I've actually gone past third base with about half the school population and the farthest we've gone was you kissing my—"
"You will rue this day, Kai Smith," Lar threatens. "You will rue it! You have made yourself an enemy!"
Kai gulps but pretends to be unfazed. "Ha! As if you could rival this. See you in class, Waters."
Before he could hear another word from Lar, Kai makes a quick escape out of the auditorium.
"Cole, I fucked up."
Kai watches as his friend and crush since the few weeks they have known each other, Cole Brookstone, remove his headphones and look up at him. "What did you say?"
"I said I fucked up," Kai repeats. "I made a huge mistake, and it's pretty embarrassing to say what I did out loud, but let's just say that I was about to go somewhere with someone but something interrupted our moment, and now this person hates me. Now this person is my enemy, Cole. My ENEMY!"
Cole shrugs at Kai. "I don't know what you want me to do. Unless you tell me the full story, I can't help you with anything."
Kai looks around him, but the only people around him appear to be at least five feet away considering that they were behind the school campus on break. He sighs and moves closer to Cole's ear.
"I was making out with this person," he whispers. "It was pretty intense, too. But I hit the smoke machine and we got interrupted. This person ended up saying that I will 'rue this day', and now I'm worried."
Once he backs up, Kai looks at his friend as he waits for a reply. However, the reply he receives is less than satisfactory.
"I'm afraid I can't help you with that," is the reply from Cole. "I'm no expert with romance or with dating, so there's nothing I can do. Maybe this wouldn't happen if you weren't such a huge flirt."
The last sentence hits Kai like a knife and he is immediately enraged at the sound of the words.
Kai grabs Cole by the collar and looks at him, the Amber in his eyes now boiling like lava. "What did you say?"
"You're a flirt," Cole repeats. "You don't think I can't see you sneaking off with guys and girls inside and outside campus? Kai, I know what you do. Once you were finished with those guys and girls, most of them seem satisfied and unkempt. Who knows if you went all the way with them, or if you just let your hands or mouth do the work, or both?"
Now Kai is really mad. His eyes widen in anger. "I am not a flirt!"
Out of nowhere Kai is pulled back, and somebody else stands in between him and Cole.
"What's going on here?" a familiar voice says from behind him.
Kai looks up and sees the pale blond boy in front of him. "What's your problem?"
"I should be asking you the same thing," the familiar voice replies. The source of the voice appears in front of Kai and he sees Jay.
Kai buries his hands in his hoodie's pockets as he puts angrily. "Cole called me a flirt."
"Boys, I thought we were friends," the blond boy says to Kai and Cole. "We shouldn't be fighting."
"Listen up, nerd," Kai snaps at the blond boy. "You're not my fucking friend, okay? And now neither is Cole. He started the fight, and now I'm ending it. Now stay away from me, okay?"
Kai turns his back to all of them before trudging towards the school building. He doesn't bother looking back at them, but he hears the quiet conversation between the other three.
"I'll go talk to him."
"Go ahead. It's not like he's gonna listen to you though."
"Was there something I did wrong?"
Right before he enters the school building, he feels a hand on his shoulder. As much as Kai would rather shrug it off, the hand forcefully turns him around. Kai frowns when he sees familiar black hair as opposed to red.
"Look," Cole begins. "I was a jerk back there. I shouldn't have said those things. Whatever your reasons for hooking up, I shouldn't have judged you. And I'm sorry."
Kai's eyes widen. Did Cole just swallow his pride...for me?
"Maybe there's some kind of psychology behind it," Cole continues. "It's not something we should talk about out loud in public, but I'm sure you still have your reasons."
Kai brushes off Cole's hand from his shoulder and looks straight into his bright orange eyes.
Have his eyes always been orange? They never seemed to stand out before, and only now does he notice how bright they are. Kai always assumed they were black or brown since those were the colors most associated with black hair.
He swallows a lump in his throat before eventually doing what he was about to do in the first place—he plants his lips on Cole's soft and supple...
"Kai?"
...cheek.
"Like a baby's butt," Kai says after parting his lips from Cole. "Your face is so soft! How on earth do you get it to be so smooth? I think most girls would like to get to know your secret."
Cole looks at him with wide eyes. "Why did you do that?"
"Because I don't only hook up," Kai replies. "Sometimes, I want a meaningful relationship."
Cole's face relaxes a little bit before he sighs. "It kind of hurts me to say this, but I'd rather have this 'meaningful relationship' with you in the form of a friendship."
Ouch. Kai's heart cracks just the tiniest bit, but that's okay. It's not like he assumed that he would have a chance with Cole anyway. Perhaps Cole is ace?
"I'm sixteen," Cole says.
Kai looks back at Cole, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "What?"
"You asked me why my skin is so soft," Cole states. "I'm still sixteen, plus I have a daily skin regimen. I'm required to keep my skin clear and smooth."
"Nice," Kai replies with a smile before it quickly morphs into a shape that resembles a question mark. "But why? It's high school—you're not required to get rid of blemishes and pimples. They're part of life! I have a few, and I don't spot-treat them all the time. The only time I mess with them is when they're really bad."
"It's because I per—" Cole cuts himself off before finishing his sentence. He looks down and shakes his head slowly. "Nevermind. It's nothing. I think it's about time we get to class."
Before Kai could say another word, Cole parts with him, leaving him confused and slightly bummed.
"Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?"
The red head boy looks at Kai with wide eyes before looking down and shaking his head in annoyance. "No, Kai."
"But what does it mean?" Kai asks as he holds his friend by the sides of his shoulders.
The red head looks at Kai with his bright blue eyes. "You're asking me to sleep with you tonight."
Kai releases his grip on his friend before turning around and pounding his fist in his palm in realization. "That explains why she seemed so eager."
"Eager?" Jay asks behind him. "Anyone would be eager to sleep with you, Kai. As long as they're interested in you."
Kai turns back to his friend and leans on the locker door next to Jay's. "So, are you interested in me?"
Jay sighs. "No, not in that way."
Ouch. Kai's heart cracks just the tiniest bit, but that's okay. It's not like he assumed that Jay would be interested in him. Perhaps Jay was hetero?
"I think I know someone interested in you," Jay says with a teasing smirk.
Kai's eyes gleam in excitement. "Who?"
"Larsen Waters."
At the sound of the name, Kai chokes on air and starts coughing uncontrollably.
"What's wrong with Larsen?" Jay asks. "You've been hooking up since freshman year and I wouldn't be surprised if you lost your virginity to him."
"He's the reason why I was upset," Kai replies once his breathing is back in check. "I was about to...do some stuff...before I made a mistake, and now he hates me."
"What did you do that made him hate you?" Jay asks in confusion. "Did you say the wrong name? Did you tear his cardigan? Were you too excited? Did you...?"
Kai shakes his head. "Before you say anything more inappropriate, let me just say that it isn't any of that. I hit a smoke machine and it blew steam in our faces."
"Ouch," Jay says in reply. "That's unfortunate. Maybe there's someone else you could hook up with? Or maybe you can finally rest your antics and settle down by having a steady boyfriend or girlfriend."
Kai sighs. "I don't know if I can. The one I assumed I would have a relationship with doesn't see me that way. I know, he told me."
"There's plenty of fish in the sea!" Jay reassures Kai. "Maybe one of these days your hookups become a more frequent thing with one or two people before it reduces to just one."
"Maybe," Kai says with a sigh. "Or maybe I'm doomed to hookups and flings. The steadiest relationship I've ever had is not even romantic or sensual. It's familial."
"Perhaps if you start caring about someone enough to consider them your family," Jay says with a soft smile as he puts his hand on Kai's shoulder. "That's one of the best relationships you can have."
Jay pats on Kai's shoulder before parting ways with him.
Maybe Jay has a point. Relationships can be familial, and they can also be friendly. Perhaps Kai doesn't need a romantic relationship yet to be content. So long as he has the best of friends, he would be the luckiest boy in Ninjago.
But now is not the time to think about friendships and family. Right now, Kai needs to dowse the urge to make out with someone.
A girl passes by and Kai approaches her.
"Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?" he asks for the third time today.
The girl looks at him, eyes wide, and nods shyly. "Where?"
He smirks. "Meet me here after school. I'll give you details afterwards."
She nods again. "Okay...see you!"
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Author's Note: FINALLY! I have updated! Sure, it's pretty crappy, but I wanted to try a different technique—make it seem like the character is the one narrating. I assume that Kai's gonna be bad at telling stories, so that's how this tuned out.
I probably should have warned you guys, but there's nothing explicit so I assumed it was alright not to say anything. I'm not the type of person that reads smut, and that should mean that I don't write it either. The reason why this chapter came to be was because I was listening to Simon Curtis over and over again. His songs are very sexual that I started getting ideas, but I tried my best to control myself.
This chapter seems like a filler, and perhaps maybe it is. The outline is kind of out of whack and I'm basically moving on as I go. I just want to develop their characters a little more before I get to a specific plot line. Exposition first before reaching the rising action.
I forgot to add the lyrics of Marvin Gaye by Charlie Puth in here...oopsie! Let's pretend that the song was playing while Kai and Lar were making out, okie?
One last thing: what songs are better associated with Zane? Techno and electro pop, or oldies and retro? *ahemonedirectionahem* *ahemzaneiszaynahem*