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Kobayashi Maru

"How the fuck does this work?" Clay threw a GPS system at me still in the box.

"I don't think I can modify it to go on your bike." I picked it up and looked at it while he growled at me.

"It's not for me dumbass, it's for the jeep. Won't hook up for shit." He sat across from me while I set it down.

"Don't need it I already have a modified GPS and entertainment system for the jeep. I'm waiting for Tig to finish with the AC before I hook it up." I handed the box back to him and he looked closely at me, "Yeah?"

"How was the first night in the apartment? I heard Jake from Thief River broke the headboard." I growled and Clay smiled.

"He broke the whole damn bed, we had to sleep on the mattress last night. My back's fucked up. Gonna go bed shopping with Milla tonight when she gets done with her livechat for class." I took a drag and stared at Clay.

"How's that goin, she almost done?" Milla had been pretty tightlipped around Clay lately, mostly because she was starting to collect a lot of secrets and she usually broke down immediately around her parents.

"She added a couple more classes to get the Journalism degree but she's almost done, probably a couple more months left, not much. She could have been done a month ago with the English Lit if she didn't work at CaraCara. You sure I shouldn't confront her about it yet? She's being fucking obvious." I stubbed out my cigarette and took another out of the pack.

"Naw, I like seeing her waiting for the hammer to drop." He looked over my shoulder and gave a theatrical hand gesture. "There's our VP, why're you looking so happy?"

"You're never gonna guess who approached me about becoming an official hang around and Prospect." I looked up and he looked equal parts happy and evil.

"No way, I thought I saw that little punk around here. What makes him think he can come to my clubhouse, Prospect for my club after what he did to my angel?" Suddenly my attention was grabbed and I sat up.

"Who's Prospecting?" I asked interested. I had heard about a few of Milla's exes but there were still a couple who were off limits to discuss. I had a feeling this was one of the big three.

"Alex Kingston, I'm tempted to call Hap and have him sort this out." Jax sat on the other side of the table and I looked between them, confused. They shared a look with each other before they turned to me.

"Alex was the only guy other than you we were on panty watch with. After she got home from a date Ma would check her panties the next morning, gross but we just wanted to protect her." I knew all about the panty watch, it's why Milla always kept two pair in her purse, she wasn't stupid. Jax continued, "He pretended to be the perfect guy, came to the door, gave her flowers all that bullshit. What we didn't know was that he was fucking anything that moved, told her she was worthless and other shit. The line was drawn when we started seeing bruises on her arms and then he split her lip open. The stupid abusive bastard cracked her in the face right in front of Clay, Happy and Tig."

"He's still alive?"Good that meant I could kill him, do it slowly.

"The only reason he is is because we had customers, witnesses, but Happy and Tig kidnapped him later, drove him to the foothills. They took the boots to him and Hap made him piss himself. His daddy's a circuit court judge, it would have looked bad for him to disappear when everyone knew he was dating my daughter." Clay said as he lit his cigar.

"Which one of the hang arounds is he?" I took a drag in futile effort to calm the rage that was building.

"Tall, long hair douchebag attitude. He's the one who dropped the wrench on your foot last week." I stood up, I wanted to kill that prick last week now I wished I would have. He hurt my baby, he didn't deserve to live.

"Sit down!" I sat immediately. "We're gonna do this smart, call church get all the guys in on it. This little prick obviously wants Milla back and since she's with you that ain't gonna happen. We're gonna let him hang around, vote him to Prospect next month and torture him in every way imaginable. He'll never get a patch but it will be great to fuck with the bastard."

"He gonna end up in a shallow grave when this is done?" I asked as I stubbed out my cigarette.

"Daddy's still a circuit court judge, but he's not getting out of here untouched." Clay and Jax nodded to each other while I glowered at the ashtray. I wanted blood.


I had my sunglasses on but I could tell he knew I was watching him. He was sweeping up the metal shavings from under the lift and kept glancing up to where I was working on my bike. He and I were as different as night and day. He was a college boy, liberal arts degree, douchey hipster hair and a thin douchey goatee. In a word the man was douchey, in two a douchey prick. He was also thin, kind of weak looking. I knew I could have taken him out with one punch, god I wanted to. What did Milla see in him? I shook my head, the hell if I could explain it. The only positive from the situation was that I could bring up the fact that he was with her for over a year and got nothing and I popped her cherry after three months. I smirked and looked up when the sound of bikes poured in, there were our Tacoma brothers, Happy, Kozik and Jaws parked in the line of bikes and got off Hap and Koz walked to the garage while Jaws went to the clubhouse. I glanced at Kingston, the boy looked ready to piss himself all over again.

"Hey Juicyboy." Koz said as he gave me a hug and stood by while Hap gave me another hug in greeting.

"Hey guys, Jaws on a pussy run?" I nodded toward the clubhouse and Koz laughed.

"You know it. How's Millipede? Haven't talked to her in like a month." I smiled Koz acted like an overprotective older brother, the show when he saw Kingston was gonna be great. As if attuned to my thoughts he looked up and cringed.

"She's great, excited that you and Hap are here. She's actually coming to the party after church tonight." I smiled and the douche dropped something, he looked startled as Koz and Hap looked over, both tensing and Koz growled low in his throat.

"Clay wasn't kidding, that prick is here." He made a move toward Kingston and Hap put a hand on his shoulder.

"Clay says we play this smart so we play this smart." Koz stopped and looked back at me.

"She know?" He asked and I shook my head. We'd found ways to keep Kingston out of sight whenever she visited. He'd get the Prospect patch tonight but that meant nothing, he'd still be kept away.

"Let's just go inside brother, we can have some fun with the asshole tonight." Happy said as Koz's face split in an evil grin.

"Yeah, I always wanted my boots spit shined." They each clapped me on the back before they walked into the clubhouse and I resumed work on my bike.

As I sat at the table, my usual spot on Clay's left I watched everyone as the vote was brought up. There was so much vindictive glee shining in their eyes that it could have lit a stadium. Piney looked positively joyful as he handed down his yea.

"Juice, do I even have to ask?" He looked at me and I knew my look matched the others.

"Oh yeah…." I nodded and Tig actually looked proud. He'd never denied he was my sponsor but sometimes he could be a dick about it.

"Jax, since you're his sponsor, and of course a yea from me. This little bastard is going down. Someone get him and Juice, give him his cut." Clay banged the gavel as I got up and grabbed the cut from the corner. Chibs opened the door flanked by Happy and Tig and Kingston inched his way into the room. I walked up and held out the cut.

"Let's welcome our newest Prospect." Jax said and the clapping had a sarcastic note to it. Kingston knew nothing of this life but he knew enough not to say anything. I went up to him and handed him his cut, I couldn't resist badgering him.

"Get ready for the worst year of your life boy." I grinned as he took the cut and put it on. It was obvious that he didn't want it as much as we really didn't want him to have it.

"Alright, first duty as Prospecct. You're gonna shine all our boots until we can see our reflections." Clay threw his arm around Kingston who stared wide eyed at him. "Then you're gonna clean the toilets here and in the garage. Welcome to hell boy."

Clay laughed and we took off our boots before we left the chapel. He'd be shining for hours. Plenty of time to have my lady here for some fun. I glanced back one last time and saw him looking mutinous before he grabbed the boots that just happened to be mine and glared. I laughed as I saw the guys putting on their back up shoes and clapping Koz on the back. This had been his idea; even Tig could grudgingly accept that it was a good one. I didn't have shoes with me but I knew Milla was bringing me a pair of my sneakers so I was secure. I went to the bar where Carmen poured me a shot without being told and watched Kingston carry back as many boots as he could to a dorm room. He at least knew enough to respect the chapel. I threw back the shot and felt the warmth spread. Yeah, revenge always tasted sweet.


"Umm, may I ask you a question?" The Prospect was standing over me while I was working on a transmission, I'd made him be my bitch every day for the last week and Clay accepted it. He still got to humiliate him quite a bit too. Though Jax was the king, he'd made Kingston go into every grocery store in town and buy tampons for our respective ladies and with another stroke of genius had made him request a price check with his name attached. It was great.

"What?" I asked, making sure to sound as irritated as I felt.

"I heard that Milla's dating one of you guys. Is it the one with the bald head and all the tattoos? I've had run ins with him before." He looked so serious I gave an exasperated snort.

"You fucking serious? They call me retarded. I'm Milla's Old Man, we fucking live together idiot." I watched his face contort to one of shock and smirked. Yeah I wasn't the retard here.

"You know about me don't you?" He asked and the shock was replaced by fear.

"Oh yeah, I do and the only reason I haven't put you in a shallow grave yet is because I would go to prison and leave Milla all alone. I'd have to go without that tight, hot pussy for years and that's a torture no one is worth, not even you. Got a problem college boy?" Oh the look of pain on his face was sweet. I'd just confirmed what he really asked, was Milla a virgin? Fuck no, I already took care of that.

"You, she let you fuck her?" He was such a spoiled little bitch, didn't know his place.

"Begged me for it, still does. She's mine Prospect and don't think for a second that she'd let a douchebag like you touch her, she's had a real man and she ain't goin back to a boy like you. Now hand me the fucking wrench and don't forget your place again. I may just tell Tig what a bitch you are and we know how Tig treats bitches." He handed me the wrench and glared, tried to intimidate me. I simply smiled and went back under the car.


"What's gotten into you baby? Don't get me wrong I'm not complaining but that was like round five damn, I'm gonna be sore." She turned in my arms and gave me a smile and a kiss. "Worth it though."

"I was just reminded how lucky I am to have you and thought I'd give a little something in return 'sides you're sexy as fuck." She giggled and moved in closer.

"I love you Carlos, love you more than I've ever loved anyone else. Don't ever doubt that ok baby?" She asked and I held her tighter.

"Where'd this come from?"I asked as I rested a hand on her hip where I'd left a bruise. I always seemed to mark her.

"I was talking with Ma today and she brought up some stuff from my past and I just thought, rather than relive the shit I'd make sure that I have an uninterrupted future with you, the man I love and trust and want." Ah, Gemma had brought up Kingston and Milla wanted to be sure that no matter what I was hers.

"We do have a future baby, and a present and right now I think I'm up for round six." I turned over and began kissing down her body, I would make her feel so good she'd never think about that pasty prick again.