Chapter XI
After eating out downtown, we headed back to the hotel. But I want to spend some time alone with my devil boy so after saying good bye for a while to my mom, Bruce, and Anna, we hit the road once again.
"They're celebrating my son's victory in a different way, I think." I heard my mother tell both the bodyguards.
Inside the limousine, I was already hell-bent on 'cleaning up' Lars' dirty acts from me. I can see the shock on his face while I was doing my work on him. Usually it was him who would initiate, but because of what happened it won't be business as usual for us.
"Is something wrong?" He asked as I unbuttoned his shirt.
"No, baby, nothing's wrong." I replied.
"Why did you suddenly heat up, anyway?"
"I'm just happy I beat up your little brother's butt."
"I see. Where do you want to go, anyway?"
"Somewhere where we can be alone." (No, I didn't get that from Joan Jett's song.)
"My house?"
"That's perfect."
His place was an hour away from the hotel, so upon reaching our destination we were overly warmed-up in the limo. Now, just a little more and every bit of his brother's trace will all be erased, and that would make me feel happier. It isn't my first time to be in his place, but somehow, it felt a little warmer this time, or maybe it's just because of the body heat we're currently exchanging.
"Oh thank the gods you didn't forget to lube yourself up." I said hoarsely. I felt like I was going to break into half because his force was so rigid the bed almost wanted to give up, and judging by its creaking, he was going strong—and fast. Now, I'm finally free from that stupid a-hole's spell. I needed to support myself from the headboard because if I didn't I would fall off face-first. I was gripping the sheets too hard I think I ripped a part of it.
After everything, I felt at ease. While he got up to get a couple of glasses for some champagne from the room's mini-fridge, I sat up and sighed in contentment. "Damn, that was good." I said.
"You think?" He replied as he handed me the other glass.
"I sure do."
"I thought the only chance we could do it is during free time. Now I was wrong, cheers."
The glasses clinked as I wrapped an arm around him. "What is this celebration that Anna's been talking about?"
"Don't act like you don't know, it's your freaking birthday in two days. I wanted to hold up a really big party."
"You know I'm not a guy who's into big parties. Can't we just celebrate it with a few close friends?"
"C'mon, let's be different. We'll think of a theme, and everyone who's going to attend should comply or they'll be kicked out."
"A theme?"
"Yeah, like 'black'. Everything and everyone should be in black, or 'Goth', which I think suits you, then everyone should look like vampires or werewolves or whatever."
"That's too lavish."
"Just this once, it wouldn't hurt."
"Fine, I'll choose black."
Back at the hotel, I told my mother about Kazuya's plan.
"That's a good idea! I've been thinking about it lately, but why choose 'black' as the theme color?"
"I don't know, I find black mysterious and classy."
"Alright, if that's what you like. I also heard that it's a break from the tournament on that day, so everything should fall into place. I feel so excited for you, this will be another one of the few times you celebrated a grand birthday party in which the last was when you're sixteen. Your eighteenth birthday was a complete mess, that's exactly why I hate house parties. Where should we have it anyway?"
"I don't know."
"How about in the biggest function room in this hotel?" Kazuya suggested, holding a pen and a piece of paper.
"Wait, is everybody attending? I don't like that."
"Alright, so here's your pen and paper, write down the people whom you wanted to come and in that way, we'll have an idea on how big the room should be."
"Okay."
"Don't forget Christie, Julia, and Leo!"
"Mother…"
"What did I say?"
"Fine, I'll list them up, geez."
I don't know if I should add Paul who I met last tournament, or Bob, but just to make more people to come, I added them up. I also called some comrades in Russia, and all seven of them promised to come. I told them they aren't my real friends if they miss this one, ha! What a bunch of gullible people. Alright, so that makes twelve people, with Anna and Bruce automatically included, that makes fourteen, that's quite a crowd, but Kazuya thinks it's still not enough, since it doesn't even make up twenty people even if he, myself, and my mother were included. Of course, I would never invite Lars, he might cause a riot. It's really hard to have these parties.
"I give up!" I exclaimed, slamming my hand on the table.
"You're so stubborn! If you don't start inviting more, I'll do it myself." My mother explained as she started heading for the door.
"Mother, wait! You can't do this to me!" I said in despair. I'm sure she'll invite random people and maybe some of those will be the ones I hate! I pulled her by the arm and pleaded not to go on with her plan.
"What do you think you're doing, young man?" She yelled.
"Alright, alright! I'll invite more people just… stop, for god's sake, please stop."
"That's my boy!"