Authors note:

Hey, just wanted to stop by, ask if you all like the dark undertones and my sad attempt at being funny?

Warning for this chapter include lime/lemon? (Why do we even call it that?)

Either way, hope you all enjoy this.


"Hey, not bad kitten. You're a natural." Thanks Tala, maybe you should stop calling me kitten, or I'll shove this blasted gun up your ass.

"Thanks." Give him a warm smile, resist the urge to shoot that smug look off his face; good job Ray.

I'm relatively surprised myself at how quickly I've adapted to shooting this thing, it's not heavy or light; it's somewhere in-between. All black, the barrel is rather short so I have no clue what the gun is actually called. All I know, is that this is supposed to protect us, protect our friends and children. I don't feel that much different holding it, I don't think it's going to change me and what kind of person I am; even if I have to shoot someone. This is the only way, that's what I keep telling myself at least.

They, three evil Russians, brought us out to this field and set up a few cans and beer bottles to shoot at. It's been, fun? Yeah, I'm actually enjoying this. It's mid-day, so trying to pry myself away from Mariah was harder than expected. Luckily Bryan had the perfect excuse. - "It's none of your fucking business."- Yeah, good job Bry…

"You need to stand taller." Kai offers, walking over to where I'm standing as he puts his gun back in its holster on his hip; and damn it's sexy.

"Like this?" I ask, for some reason every time I go to shoot, I look like I'm about to launch a beyblade; guess out of habit? I straighten my stance before he even reaches me, and he gives me a quick look over.

"Relax your shoulders." So, I do what I'm told; like I'm a five-year-old.

"Better?" I ask, and slightly turn to him forgetting the gun is in my hands and my finger is on the trigger.

"Hey! Don't point that at anyone!" Bryan shouts and he jumps behind Tala, who knew he was so jumpy?

"The safety's on… I think." I pull it closer to look at, and yup, the safety is on. I give them an innocent smile, while they all breathe a heavy sigh of relief.

"Try and shoot the farthest beer bottle out there." Kai turns and points across the field, I can see it pretty clearly but I'd say it's a good distance away. I've been taking out the closer ones nearby, and I've only missed four times in the hour we've been here.

"You sure?" I ask, turning to lock onto my new target.

"You have to be able to shoot far, not every time will there be an enemy within the perfect range."

"Yeah, and they're not gonna be sitting still either." I retort, and I can see him glare at me. Wrong choice of words I guess, but oh well. "Alright, I'll try." I shrug as if his glare doesn't bother me; which is it doesn't.

A few shots ring out and my target is shattered, but it wasn't me who shot it. I look over and see Bryan with his arm out, the barrel of his gun is smoking slightly. That was my target! I will my pupils to turn to slits as I turn to him, I am pissed!

"That was mine, what the hell?!" I shout, he's standing not too far off from where Kai and I are and Tala is standing behind Bryan lighting a cigarette.

"You have to be quick, if that was a moving target you'd have been dead. We can't keep our eyes on you to make sure that you don't get killed, there are others too." He responds with a sneer and I narrow my eyes at him. I know this isn't a game, so why do they keep treating me as if I think it is?!

He raises his arm again and I can see the target he wants to take out, I switch the safety off and aim, almost knocking my arm into Kai's face, I jerked it up so quick. Pull the trigger and bam! Bryan's target became mine, and I smirk at him as I keep my arm held up. Tala whistles between his smoking, and I can see Bryan fuming. Guess he doesn't like it when people take out his targets.

"Gotta be quicker Bryan." I offer, placing my empty palm to my hip, while giving him a toothy grin.

He didn't like that, at all! I would have peed myself from what he did next, but I was too stunned to really do anything. He turned slightly, arm held up as he stands with his gun in my direction. The look on his face is not a pleasant one, and I don't think his safety is on. I didn't even see Kai get more between us than he already was, but he also had his own gun at the ready, pointing it at Bryan. Tala stepped back from Bryan a few good feet, he looked to be indifferent to this new situation while he blew out a cloud of smoke. Great, thanks Tala, knew we could count on you to stop your maniac boyfriend over there.

I don't even move except lowering my gun to my side, that was about all I could do. I didn't want to challenge Bryan, not after the first worlds where he almost killed me with a damn spinning top! I didn't want to be on the end of his gun, it would actually do the job and there were no hospitals nearby; why me?!

It seemed like an eternity that Bryan and Kai stared each other down, neither one of them moved or blinked. I could feel my knees getting weaker by the second, I was sweating now, even though I was in a tank top with shorts on, and my hair tied up in a high pony tail. This was becoming too much on my nerves, I had no idea what was running through their heads at this point in time. Then I saw Bryan's eyes shift to his right and in a flash, he aimed the gun and shot at a can not too far from where he stood. I jumped at the sound of the gun, the noise ringing in my ears. The can had jumped into the air and he shot it a few more times, keeping it up in the air as it convulsed under the heavy fire. Kai turned and shot at the same can and I noticed that Bryan's next shot had missed, I was too dumbstruck to do anything but watch.

They unloaded the rest of their clips into the can, and it fell back to the ground. It didn't even look like a can anymore, it was ripped open and torn in half. They took a more relaxed stance, the arms they held their guns in dropping to their sides. Did I miss something? I feel like I did, now they don't look as hard pressed at shooting at each other. Finding the air in my lungs, I let out a sigh of relief. Tala is clapping from the tree he found himself under, his cigarette is out so he must have finished it watching his pals murder that poor can. I want to speak, but my voice has left me and has probably found a new home under a rock somewhere.

"You two done now?" Tala breaks the unbearable silence, and I couldn't be happier that someone has. They don't answer him, they just look in his general direction and he sighs. I guess they can read minds now? I have no clue, but my voice is still under its rock, so I can't say anything.

"I think kitty's gotten the point, so. How bout we go get something to eat?" Tala claps his hands together, as if it's the best idea in the world, and it is; I'm starving.

Once again, they communicate just by looking at each other, which is weird in my opinion, but hey it got us moving and cleaning up our mess of broken cans and bottles. Tala took my gun, and I'll be honest, I was sad to have to give it back. I liked having it in my hand, I don't know why but it did give me a sense of comfort; and power that I never knew I had. The cleanup was quiet and quick, we hardly looked at each other as we bent down and picked out every shard of glass out of the grass. The cans were easier to pick up, though the edges were sharp and I nicked my finger on one.

When we got back to Bryan's rental Jeep, Kai wrapped my finger in a bandage for me. It was the sweetest thing, even though I could have done it myself; oh well. There was quite a bit of blood, even for such a small nick and it stung like a bitch! I didn't bother asking where they were taking me off next, as long as it had to do with food I was happy. I had skipped breakfast and Hilary was forced to cook, I had been too tired to cook. Sleeping on that damn floor these past few days has been utter hell, then we all go up bright and early yesterday for the qualifiers for the tournament. It's not really a surprise all our children advanced to the actual rounds, we're all very proud, and I don't think I've ever seen Kai happier than he did when Goh came out on top. It was sweet, he really does love his son.

Him and I are stuffed in the back of Bryan's rental Jeep, Bryan is driving and Tala is sitting beside him talking off his ear about something, I can't understand anything since it's in Russian and every now and then Kai offers something into the conversation; honestly, I feel a bit left out. I shift a bit uncomfortably in my seat, trying to keep my limbs in the moving vehicle since the doors have been taken off.

"You alright?" Kai leans over and asks me, he hasn't touched me since the night in the tree and so when he takes my hand in his I jump slightly.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just have no clue what's being said." I whisper back, leaning close enough the other two don't hear what I say.

"Trust me, you don't want to know." He smirks, and I can tell by the way he looks that I don't. "You did good today, I'm quite surprised." He compliments me before leaning back into the seat beside me.

"Thanks." I can only must a half smile, sure, I did good on non-moving targets. But how will I actually fair on real moving targets, real other human beings?

He squeezes my hand in his reassuringly, guess he could see my nerves starting to act up as I think about it. I don't want to have to kill other people, I've never had to before. Now though, I understand why it must be done and I can only hope and pray that I don't royally fuck it all up. This would be his chance to get rid of Voltaire for good, even thinking about him is making my blood boil. I have to be strong for him, for us. So that way, when worse comes to shove and word gets out to my Village, I can be prepared to take them out too.

I've realized, we've already lost so much precious time with each other. I won't let more slip through our fingers, call it fate or destiny that we've crossed each other's paths again, but I'm not going to let him go now. I know it's extremely shellfish of me, to be putting our children in harm's way, but I have faith in him; us. Rin knows, but so far, she hasn't squealed. We can thank Bryan for that, I feel kind of bad for her having to be on her toes all the time but there's not much I can do for her. I'll have to explain to her what's going on after the tournament, that is if she hasn't already squealed since we've been gone.

The thought made me tense again, Kai gives me a questioning glance and I shake my head at his unspoken question, though I think he guessed what it was that was on my mind.

"I've already told Goh." He whispers to me, and I give him my own questioning glance yet it's mixed with panic.

"Are you sure that was a good idea?" I ask in a rushed whisper, he only shakes his head with a slight chuckle.

"He's a smart kid, tough and resilient. I wasn't not going to tell him, it'd be pretty hard to explain why you and Rin are coming back with us after the tournament anyways."

"What if we weren't going back? I mean, right afterwards?" I ask, and it's a good question. I still had yet to figure out when we would go, but I knew it wouldn't be right after the tournament. I would need time, Rin would need time, to absorb it all before we just up and disappeared.

"It'd be the smarter thing to do." He doesn't look happy with me now, there's a slight glare in his eyes and his nose is a bit upturned.

"I… I don't think it would. Rin isn't like Goh, it'll take time for her to understand everything. I still need to understand everything… To just, disappear right after would only ensure the Village coming after us. I've already told you, they won't stop. Going back first, might be the better way to do this." He's released my hand now, so I'm using both to fiddle with my fingers as I speak. I don't like the way he's looking at me, and I don't like the dull warmness that his touch has left on my skin; I miss the full heat of his touch.

He goes to speak but Tala cuts him off, we've arrived to wherever the hell it is they took us too. I hadn't even been paying attention to where we went, and by the looks of this place, I don't even know where we are.

"Where are we?" I decide to voice my thoughts, getting nothing in return for my valiant effort but some coy smirks as the other two start into the establishment. "Kai?" I turn to him as he starts to climb out the back of the Jeep, but he's now giving me the cold shoulder; great.

Once inside it was rather apparent where we were, a sushi bar. Not that I'm complaining, I love sushi, it just wasn't the first thing on my mind. It smells stale and like an aquarium tank, probably because of the few they have dividing the seating areas. It's not an unpleasant smell, but it's not like walking into an actual place that cooks the food for you.

Mindlessly I follow the three Russians over to a small booth, Tala and Bryan slide together on one end and I follow Kai onto the other side. Tala is practically in Bryan's lap and he doesn't seem to mind, while Kai and I can't be further apart if we even tried. I know he's mad at me, I'm mad at me too, but we can't be open about us lest someone sees us; I can't risk making another mistake like the other night.

I'd like to say that the talks we held were kind and joyful, except for the fact that they spoke Russian the entire time, once again leaving me out of it all; bunch of jackasses. The food wasn't the best I've had, nor was it the worst I've had. It was somewhere in-between, but I really had no complaints. It didn't take long for Tala to order some drinks for us, Bryan had a few drinks even though he was the one driving us; great.


I'm not a light-weight, I swear. But I'll be honest, I have no clue how I got back to Tyson's. One minute I was in the sushi place with three Russians, the next I'm laying in one of their beds; Kai's bed. Only in my boxers, of all things. I think he's in the bathroom, I can hear water running. There's a slight pounding sensation in my head, but his pillow is so soft it's practically a dull ache. I can't move any of my limbs, all I can muster is watching the bathroom door to my right. I don't think anyone was awake when we got home, I don't remember seeing anyone; yet I don't even remember getting up those stairs and in Kai's bed of all things.

Oh good, the bathroom door is opening and I can get some answers; God, he's hot. Bare chest dripping with left over water, hair damp and hanging all around that gorgeous face, toned skin glistening because of said water in the light, towel hung loosely around those trimmed hips? All check. I can't but help lick my lips as he comes into the room, closing the door behind him.

"I thought you were asleep?" He asks once he realizes that I am VERY much awake, and VERY much ogling him like a prized stud.

I only manage to shake my head as he stops by the head of the bed, which increases the ache in that I have in the side of it. He sighs before going about rummaging through his suitcase, which he's kept on the desk by the bed. I don't know what got a hold of me, well actually. Yes. I. Do. I'm drunk and horny, and him waltzing in here like a wet dream, literally. I couldn't help myself, grabbing his wrist and pulling him on top of me. Lips crashing into the others, he brushed his teeth as I can taste the mint toothpaste on his breath.

I was expecting him to push off, tell me that we're risking things we shouldn't be risking right now. Not with the tournament tomorrow, not with Voltaire still out there and certainly not with my soon to be ex and child in the next room. He doesn't, he doesn't do anything except kiss me back. It's me who starts touching, groping his still damp body and hair. I pull him closer to me, like I haven't just spent all day with him and he might disappear if I let go; I don't want to let go.

He says something as we part, but I didn't catch what he said because I pull his lips back into mine. I don't care what he has to say, all I care about it getting that damn towel off of him. It comes off, FINALLY! He moans in our kiss as I grab him and start jerking him off, he was already half way hard and now it's throbbing in my hands, while my own is getting tighter against my boxers. He still doesn't move, he's just laying on top of me, letting me do what I want to him. An ingenious idea flips into my head, and so I flip him over. If he wants to act useless, then he can be useless.

I trap him under me with my legs pinning his down, while I release him and hold his wrists above his head. I can see a faint tint of pink on his cheeks, but he doesn't say anything to me. He's panting, his chest is rising and falling in uneven patterns and so is mine. I must look like some crazed sex addict sitting on top of him, my hair is out and I know it looks wild on the top of my head. I just have a pair of boxers on, I don't even bother to see where the rest of my clothes have gone.

We don't say anything for a while, our eyes are just locked onto the others waiting for some kind of signal to continue. My second head is having enough of waiting and I grind my hips down into him, the fabric of my boxers scrapes against both of us and we both flinch at the feeling. A moan passes my lips a bit too loudly, yet the alcohol in my head is telling me not to worry about it. He bit his lips, so his moan wasn't as loud as my own but I can tell he still has a good amount of alcohol in his system. The way his eyes are glazed over and the way he's not saying anything to me.

I grind down again, harder this time with a bit more force in the initial thrust forward. He arches his back as his head pushes down into the pillow, I can feel him trying to break free of my grasp on his wrists, I dig my nails into his skin and he stops. I lean over him as I continue grinding into him, each time I'm picking up speed as our tongues meet in his mouth; he's allowing me full dominance over him and it's only making me want him more.

Breathless and panting for the little air our lungs desperately need, I release his wrists and get off my only piece of clothing. He just watches and at first, I feel a bit embarrassed since he's just watching, yet it's such a turn on the way his crimson eyes have glazed over with such lust for me I don't give a damn anymore. His fingers have locked tightly at the base of my head as he's pulling my head up and down him, he's throbbing within my mouth and I gag a few times until I get used to him; thankfully it didn't take too long. I can feel he's about to come, so I pull away and he hands me a tube of lube from seemingly nowhere.

I thank him with a coy smirk and he gives me one in return, so I reward him with a gentle kiss as I prepare myself. His fingers haven't left my hair, and I love how he's now massaging my scalp. I give him a raspy purr as thanks in our kiss and his smirk grows bigger against my lips. I pull back, ready to take him and I am a bit more than excited to be top this time. Some kind of noise leaves me as I ease into him, while his nails have now dug into my shoulders; damn I don't care though. This is nothing like being with a woman, its much tighter and less damp, yet it's such a turn on I the only thing my body knows to do is jut forward.

I know I should have been more quiet, I knew I should have bit my goddamn lips or stuffed a sock in my mouth. I couldn't help it though, every thrust and pull some kind of grunt or moan passed my lips. The faster I got, the louder I got all the while he was biting into his forearm to keep quiet. It was too late though, I knew I messed up with the first noise I had made through this whole ordeal. I wasn't even done yet and neither was he; damn.

The bathroom door swung open so fast and hard it hit the wall and almost bounced back into her face, which I only happened to glance at for a second. Another thrust and pull and it finally clicked, my wife. My wife was standing in the doorway of the bathroom watching us, I froze mid stride and looked back over my shoulder. I couldn't read her expression at first, there was a mix of disgust, horror, betrayal, and anger all over her. I would like to say that I felt bad, embarrassed even for her seeing this, but that would have been a lie; thanks alcohol you slimy bastard.

"What is the meaning of this?!" She shrieks at me, us.

I don't know what compelled me to do what I did next, but I did it anyways. I looked at her for a second then down at myself, still balls deep within Kai, then at Kai himself who looked ready to kill her at any second and back to her. Then, I shrugged my shoulders.

"I dunno." I managed in a slur of words.

"What do you mean, you don't know?!" Her face is pure red, she looks like the color of Tala's hair.

I did a double take again, still not understanding what her problem was. I love Kai, he loves me and this is what people do when they love each other right? I shrug again, a sloppy grin over my lips; once again, fuck you alcohol! She's fuming now, I swear there was steam coming out of her ears on the side of her head. She stomps over to us and I wince for a second, but I still don't dare pull out of Kai. Palm out in full force she smacks me across the face, my head would have hit the wall beside me if I hadn't braced for it. Before either of us know what's happened, she storms out of the room and slams the bathroom door behind us.

We're left in complete and utter awkward silence for a long time, I still haven't moved but my cheek is burning now where she slapped me. I'd like to say that I deserved it, I would like to say that I've just majorly screwed up everything. Yet, when I get a gentle tug on my hair I happen to look back down at my lover, he gives me a gentle smile and runs his thumb over where she slapped me. I could feel tears on the corners of my eyes but I push them back, giving him a gentle kiss and hold our lips together until I send us over the edge.

I find myself wrapped in his arms protectively, I don't think he cares what's just happened. We could hear Mariah through the bathroom on the phone crying for the rest of the night, I made out a few of her words while she went on her tirade. My stomach would have dropped at the sound of her saying she was flying back home first thing in the morning, but the alcohol in my system just made me wish her a happy flight.

When I woke up that morning and everything from the night before came flooding back into my mind. I swallowed hard, I was a dead man and the look on Kai's face told me he was thinking the same thing.

What have I done?!