I'm ALIVE and updating! Sorry for the delay. You guys know how life is. I recently read a fic that gets updated just as rarely as mine do, so I decided it was my turn. Lol. I think I might write a whole fic out before starting one next time. I hate making you guys wait because I know how much I hate waiting.
WARNING!: There will be a little lime. I guess it can be called that. Some intense Tala/Mariah cuddling, if you will. Lol. I hope you guys like it.
Disclaimer: I do not own beyblade or the term "secondary virgin".
Well, without further delay, I give you the final chapter of Me, Myself and Kai.
It could have been the rarity of a clear, warm Russian night. Or maybe the fact that we dared to tarry in her room a tad longer usual. Maybe it was the way her crimson gaze smoldered me, enticed me, every time she inventoried my body in a single, slow, thick-lashed sweep. Whatever it was, it made my mind swim with desire and my body burn with need.
I was desperate for a touch. All I needed was one feather-like brush of her finely manicured fingers. I knew they would be soft. I knew they would be warm. I knew they would leave trails of fire, blazing over my skin…
I knew I would want more.
I was a man dragging his body through a barren desert in search of but a drop of liquid to quench his unbearable thirst. I could imagine the sweet, tasteless liquid gliding down my droughty throat. I could see the liquid, feel it, taste it! I had to have it! Then… an angel appeared to grant me my desires…
And once I had that one, succulent, miniscule drop…
… I was a crack addict in a drug house.
By the time my mind finally caught up to my body, my pink haired angel was underneath me, full chest heaving against mine, eyes clouded with pent up lustful desire. One of my strong hands easily held both of hers over her head, while the other caressed the perimeter of her waistline. My lips crashed down on hers' with all the ferocity stored in me as a result of holding back for so long. I wanted her… bad. I could tell she wanted me.
Mariah's post panic of teenage child birth had waned over a couple of weeks. Each day the kisses lasted longer, hands found secret places they wouldn't dare go in public, bodies pressed tighter together seemingly in an attempt to merge. But finally, I could do the next best thing.
My legs straddled her waist, and I felt her hips rock into mine. Playing with the waist hem of her pants, I trailed butterfly kisses along her jaw line, making her shiver. I never thought I would be able to pleasure he so.
I remember when I use to feel like an incapable virgin. I remember when I knew nothing about sex except for what Bryan had told me and Kai on those whimsical nights in Biovolt when Boris had left us be for once. One of the only bits of advices I now found useful from those nights (as a lot of Bry's information was false), was the very thing I forgot on this night.
Always. Lock. The door.
Golden eyes, similar to the eyes who held me above all the world desire just a few seconds ago, widened in shock from the recently opened door way spilling light unto me and Mariah's little scene. By this time, both of our shirts were lost on the floor along with shoes and socks. I had stopped mid-kiss at Mariah's belly button to stare back into, now, infuriated, glinting golden eyes.
"Mama!" Mariah gasped, embarrassment and shock written all over her face. She had gathered the cover to her chest in a knee jerk reaction that I thought only happened in movies.
"Keith!" Mariah's mom called, glaring dagger at me!
Keith! Wasn't he the one with the gun? Mariah's mom would never let her daughter be shot… I was definitely the target. At that moment, another one of Bry's lessons shifted the gears in my mind: fight or flight.
Fortunately, Mariah's bedroom window stays open almost 24/7, mostly for my convenient access to her room. Unfortunately, her room was on the second story. Still, I dived, rolled, and ran like-
"Mr. Ivanov… Talaver Ivanov!" My sixth period Anatomy teacher called me out of my flashback.
"Ma'am!" I snapped in shock, immediately embarrassed, wondering how long she had been calling me, and if anyone noticed the uncomfortable bulge in my pants. The class laughed, and I sank down in my seat, cheeks probably rivaling the color of my hair.
"What are the functions of the thoracic cage?" Ms. Garbs snapped, her dainty hands firmly on her shapely hips. I actually think she just pulled this questioned out of nowhere. We are not even on the skeletal system!
"It supports the pectoral girdle, protects the viscera, and plays a roll in breathing." I answered after regaining a small portion of my composure.
She sighed, seemingly disappointed with my knowledge of the human anatomy. She was hoping to mortify me further! But she continued on, gesturing with her boobs more than her hands, speaking in the high cheerleader voice. She was said to be "the hottest teacher at Moscow High". I didn't care for her too much, she was just a grouchy, young female to me (if you catch my drift). Ever since the beginning of the school year when Voltaire told her I tend to "drift" from reality, she's been picking on me!
"Aw man! Ms. G is so hot when she's mad!" I heard Kai hiss from behind me. He claims he "seduced" her into allowing him to sit behind me. I'm not sure how true that might be, and I'm not sure I wanna know. This is one love interest I hope Kai switches from with quickness!
Finally, the bell of freedom rang! I was gathering my books when Ms. Garbs ordered, "Stay behind, Tala, I need to talk to you." I groaned and slid back into my seat, hearing some giggles and a few jealous "lucky"s from my male peers. Kai, of course, stayed in his seat as well.
After everyone but the three of us had straggled out, she hopped up on the front of her desk, legs immediately crossing. Kai and I sat in silence. I was surprised she didn't command for him to leave. She supported her chin on her fist and pursed her lips, elbow resting on her elevated leg.
"Mr. Ivanov, as much as you daydream in my class, I must say, your knowledge of Anatomy far exceeds your peers. I've also been talking to your other teachers and they tell me that you are quite a bright young man. Why don't you consider moving up to more advanced classes?" she questioned.
Move to different classes! THAT was out of the question considering all the secret agent crap Kai and I pulled in the beginning of the school year to make sure we had the same classes. We could have gotten expelled! We could have gotten arrested! My heart almost stopped when the principle walked into the office that morning. Kai and I had to stay in his cramped coat closet for three hours! Last time I let him talk me into-
"Tala!" Mrs. G snapped me back to reality. I was only beginning my daydream. I didn't think the volume was necessary.
I was just about to speak when Kai started. "No way Ms. G! Tala and I stick together no matter what!" Kai stated proudly.
"I wasn't asking you, Kai. You shouldn't even be here." She said way more smoothly than if she were talking to me.
"Well, Ms. Garbs, Kai's right. We like having classes together." I stated calmly.
"Don't you two live together?" she asked furrowed her eyebrows, crossing her arms. "Do you ever get enough of seeing each other?" Kai and I looked at each other and shook our heads. Ms. Garbs appeared slightly disheartened. "Well… think about it, ok?" I nodded, slung my book bag over my shoulder and started out the door. It was only until I got out that I realized Kai had lingered.
"What were you doing?" I asked when he bounced out of the class.
He winked. "Don't look for answers you're not ready to hear, Tala-Baby." He waged a finger in my face. Kai had gotten a lot more… flirtatious in action since school started. Girls were all over him left and right! So many girls had asked him out already, but he refused to go on a date without me. Thus, girls were all over me, too. I couldn't help but feel kind of used. But I wasn't interested in them anyway, which brings me back to my previous dilemma.
Mariah's mom was so upset by her daughters "hormonal, teenage activities" as she called it, that she sent Mariah to an all girls' school… in Japan. I couldn't help but feel guilty… and scared that my girlfriend would turn gay on me.
I sighed. This would mark three months that I haven't seen her. I miss her. I still remember one of our first webcam conversations after she joined the all girls' high school.
Flashback
"I guess I'll just have to be your video vixen for now." she joked, her laugh seemed hesitant though. She was pretending to be okay so I wouldn't feel bad. After all, I did initiate the situation.
"I'm so sorry, Mariah! This is entirely my fault! Being without you isn't worth all the sex in the world!" I think I actually meant that.
She sighed and tilted her head empathetically. The fading internet connection made it seem like she didn't it in slow motion. "Tala, it's ok, really! The girls aren't half bad. I can see some friendships forming." Her optimism was wasted on me.
"I miss you." I stated in that sad puppy way.
She gave me a weak smile. "I miss you, too. But hey! Mama says that if I make all A's this semester I can finish the school year off in Russia. But I still have to go to an all girls' school." She rolled her eyes. "I think she thinks I'm gonna start having sex in the boys' bathroom with random guys." She laughed. "If anything, being in an all girls' school will only make me want you more." She gave me a slightly seductive smile.
"No, Mariah." I said firmly. "No more sex. Sex feels good, it's fun, but between worrying about you getting pregnant, and your mother sending you thousands of miles away, I don't think it's worth it. Let's just wait until marriage, ok?" I paused to gather my thoughts. "I've been thinking about this for a while. When your mom told Voltaire about us having sex, he flipped. Now he thinks I'm some kind of sex addict, and forced me and Kai to watch ab-sti-nence videos." I tested the word on my tongue. "They made a lot of sense to me. It means not having sex until marriage. Will you be abstinent with me?"
I was afraid to ask. I know Mariah liked sex. I liked sex, too. It's hard to just stop cold turkey, even if we did only do it a one and a half times. "Of course I'll abstain from sex with you, Tala. You're worth the wait." She smiled. I felt my body warm-up with happiness. It felt good. I hope I never get use to the in love, heady, warm-all-over feeling.
"The video also said we can be secondary virgins. It means we had sex, but we choose to be abstinent from now on until marriage."
"Does that mean you wanna marry me, Tala?"
I knew she was teasing, but I still blushed and looked down. She laughed again.
"I love you, Tala Ivanov." She continued to beam at me as I looked up.
"I love you too, Mariah Azule." I think the distance is really only bringing us closer.
End Flashback
I sighed.
"Mariah?" Came Kai's knowing question. Kai is now considerate of my reminiscing, he usually waits until I'm somewhat back in reality.
"Yeah." I gazed at the scuffed tile floor, partly still lost in thought in thought.
"She'll be back, Tala." Kai reassured. "Her mom said that if she makes all A's by the second semester she can finish her term here in Russia! And you guys can "court"." He did air quotes. Another suggestion of Mariah's mom is that all of our dates would take place in their front room, in front of her… and Keith. Can we say awkward? Admittedly, it is better than not seeing her at all.
"Yeah." I agreed. "Thanks Kai."
"And Tala," he called as we walked to the black limo that Dimes picks us up in every day. "I think you should take the classes."
"Huh?"
Kai laced his finger behind his head. "I mean Ms. G is right, we see each other at home all the time, and at lunch, before and after school." He paused, seemingly grappling for the right words. "I know you love me." He stopped and so did I. After taking my hands in his he started again, "You know that I love you." A few people had now stopped to gaze at us either in confusion, disgust, or weird gay lust, like we were about to make out on the spot… creepy. "But… eventually we are going to have to do our own thing, and live our own life. I've been thinking about this for a while, Tala, and I want you to have the best chance at a happy life as possible. I don't want to be the one holding you back. Yeah, we're rich, but I know sometimes you feel like you're just a freeloader, and you want to be independent. I want you to be independent. One day you might want to have a real job instead of being "the trust fund baby's best friend". I'm cool with that, and I'll support you one hundred percent." He gave me a reassuring smile.
I smiled back. Even thought Kai had because a flirtatious lady's man this year, he's definitely matured too. Being together is great, but sometimes letting go is necessary. It will be hard to adjust to, but it was true. Still, I was so proud of my best friend. I know how hard it must have been for him to tell me all of that.
"Thank you, Kai." I kissed him once on the lips. I think some girls just fainted on the school lawn. Maybe we should stop doing that in public. That's not the first time we've made girls fall unconscious. "I think I will take some advanced classes… but I will be staying in our Anatomy class. What is going on with you and Ms. Garbs?" I eyed him as we scooted in the limo.
"I was just getting some extra credit." A sly smile slipped on his face. Suddenly, I pounced on him. If he wouldn't tell me willingly, I would have to use tickle torture! He erupted in laugher. He held out until he fell off the seat and was on the floor of the limo. "Ok, ok, ok, ok!" He breathed. "She wanted-" He gasped, as I eased up. "She wanted me to tell you to stop wearing such tight pants in school if you're going to get a hard-on every day!" I glared at him as he tried to stifle his amused laugher. "Don't shoot the messenger!"
Embarrassment washed over me again. "It's not funny!" I yelled, and resolved to just tickle Kai until he begged for forgiveness. For what? I wasn't sure. I didn't care.
Kai and I live for these moments. The moments when we could just be ourselves, and love each other for who we are regardless of what the rest of the world thinks or says. I once heard a saying that went, "Growing up means growing apart." Kai and I proved that wrong. I feel like the more we grow, we become closer. Being together makes figuring out life's mysteries so much more exciting, and less lonely than most people. We know no matter what happens; if Voltaire disowns us, if girls don't want us, if the world rejects us, we will never be alone because we will ALWAYS have each other.
No matter what, it will always be me, myself and Kai.
Later That Night
"Tala!" Kai called in the shower that night while shampooing his hair. "I have this GENIUS idea to get you and Mariah back together without her parents knowing a thing! I'm really getting the hang of this whole letting-you-live-your-own-life thing, I wanna help!"
"Kai, no." I said firmly, though I'm not sure if there was soap in his ears or if he was practicing selective hearing because he continued.
"All we need is Dimes to steer the helicopter, some pregnancy tests, parachutes just in case, one of those rescue ropes the S.W.A.T. team uses, and cool black shades."
My eyes widened at him. "Kai! No!" I yelled.
"Don't worry, Tala, you and Mariah will be reunited in no time." He exclaimed, smiling brightly at me. I gave up and just began to laugh, out of amusement or fear from my life, I'm not sure. He joined in though.
"I love you, Tali." He announced randomly.
"I love you too, Kaizi. You're my best friend."
That's it! I was gonna end it at "Me, Myself and Kai", but Kai HAD to suggest something crazy. Lol. I hope you guy enjoyed this fic. I'd like to thank everyone who took the time to read, favorite, put on the alert list and especially review my fic.
I really like it. I think our characters are happy with the outcome as well.
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