(A/N: Thankies for the reviews! ^^ I think Kai better start running.
Kai: O.o;; Why?
Rei: The lynching party's out to get you. :D
Kai: .;; Where? .;;
Rei: I'm not tellllling....
Angelblood: X3 *sigh* Ne who, Rei, Oliver and Kai r da bomb, Oh, Kai promised. But this is Kai. Evil, sadistic, sort of....thing.
Kai: ¬_¬
Angelblood: ^^;; Let's NOT lynch Kai YET....you can kill him after this chapter. XD
Kai: O_o;; You're going to ALLOW them to kill me?!
Angelblood: XD
Rei: *sharpening axe*
Kai: -_-; Why me?
Angelblood: ^^;; Diamond Dew, let's all pity Rei. XD
Rei: XD
Angelblood: And yes, poor Kai, but I bet you won't be saying that after this chapter! XD
Kai: She must have something really evil cooked up......
Angelblood: ^^ Who, me? Never. And yes, Rei is in desperate need of a psychiatrist. I'm gonna bring that into play soon. Dramatic and angst-laden is my favourite route to go. XD I'm glad somebody likes it like that too! Kel: So glad you like the story! ^^ And yes, Kai IS a bastard!
Kai: ¬_¬
Angelblood: And I think we've established that Rei is in desperate need of help. Poor lil' neko-jin.
Rei: ~-~ Poor Rei-chan....
Kai: You ARE Rei. --;;
Rei: Oh yeah. ^^;;
Angelblood: *sigh* I'm workin' on updating as fast as I can! ^^;; Jin Munku-JGSPTV: ^-^ Goin' good. XD Glad you liked. And don't worry, you're not alone in the Mariah-haters club. Get over it, girl! *smacks Mariah up-side the head*
Mariah: @_@
Rei: XD Let's do that again!
Kai: XD Let's!
Angelblood: ^^;; Unfortunately, killing her off would be kinda cliche. I HATE being cliche. X3 So, no Mariah killing yet. ^^;; Sorry. Updating soon!!! Kitten Fang: Yep. Kai is a bastard. ^^ And yes, Mariah does need to get a life. Unfortunately, I'm still trying to work out some sort of plot. X3 Damn writer's block.....*takes chisel and makes it into a statue* XD NOW it's useful!
Writer's Block: O.o;;
Angelblood: XD I'm working on the update bit! Trust me!! :), please don't kill Kai yet. I kinda need to complete the plot with him....
Kai: ^^ I feel useful.
Angelblood: But, like all the other 'we-wanna-kill-Kai' reviewers out there, you may kill him after this chapter. ^^ And glad you like the fic. Celina, hi! Lalela! Glad you like the chappie, lalela! ^^ Thankies for the review, lalela! And yes, those lalela things ARE annoying! Good job! ^_~ And now, for a warning! LEMON-ISH TYPE SCENE AHEAD! PROCEED WITH CAUTION! (No, Jenny-fer, it's NOT a yaoi lemon. :~( I'm so sorry! But this is all relevant.) For those of you who don't like lemons or citrusy stuff (or, like Jenny-fer, don't like heterosexual lemons), you may scroll down. You will NOT have to have read it to understand the rest of the fic. I'm merely exercising my writing skills. Now that you have been warned, ON WITH THE FIC!)

End of the Affair: Part 9- One Night Stand
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"YOU'RE WHAT?!"

Judy's face turned purple as she stared in disbelief at her son. "Max, how could you?!"

The blond teen cowered, clutching Tyson's hand tightly. "I-I'm sorry, Mom. But, I love him." He looked up, eyes shining with tears.

"I don't care!" she screamed, grabbing Max by the shoulders and shaking him roughly. "This is wrong!"

Max's face screwed up in an expression of pain and Tyson grimaced. It hurt, seeing the blond like that. Max pulled free of his mother's grip, wiping tears away with his forearm. "I thought you of all people would understand!"

He fled the room. Judy turned her gaze on Tyson, narrowing her eyes dangerously. "Get out of my sight, faggot. And if you lay one finger on Max, I swear-"

She never finished, because Tyson had already dashed off, overly-concerned for his wounded lover.
Judy plunked herself down in a nearby chair, totally exhausted and emotinally drained. She was shaking. Burying her face in her hands, she broke down. "What have I done wrong?"

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Rei whimpered into the pillow, listening to the echoing footsteps on the downstairs floor. He shivered involuntarily, fear creeping through him. Fear that He would return. No, he couldn't name him, not even in his mind. Even the name brought up the harshly vague memories of pain that had left him in this state.

His thoughts shifted to Kai and he rolled over. What would happen if Kai didn't really love him? He wouldn't be able to stay here- not with the bluenette at such close range. It would be heartbreak everytime he laid eyes on him.

Rei whimpered- he knew he was too fragile to be able to stand that. Hell, he could barely stand it, even with Kai thousands of miles away. He wasn't sure which was worse- having him far away or having him near. It was heartbreak, whatever he did.

He sighed, studying the ceiling. But what reasons did Kai have to love him? He wasn't rich, he wasn't strong, he wasn't pretty, he wasn't able to provide Kai with an heir to the family fortunes. He wasn't anything. He wasn't anything, and he couldn't do anything right.

Moreover, there was the fact he'd been raped- why would anybody want somebody else's fuck toy as a lover? It didn't make any sense.

He curled up in a fetal position, biting his thumb to hold back his sobs. If he was worthless, like he was sure he was, why did Kai- the epitomy of perfect- insist he loved him?

He sighed, relaxing, hoping that sleep would come and he'd be able to forget this for a little while. And before long, he'd drifted into a deep, nightmarish rest that was no less hellish than his reality.

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Kai sighed, taking another sip of his drink. It was late, wasn't it? He checked his watch. 12:45. Not that bad. He'd head back soon, as long as he could remember the way. He wasn't sure he hadn't had a little too much.

And then again, it would have been hard enough to find his way back to Judy's, even if he wasn't drunk. He didn't know America that well.

Sighing, he drained his glas, setting it down on the polished wood of the bar. The air around him was heavy and filled with smoke, drowning him in the disgusting scent of it, choking his lungs. He didn't mind. He felt as if he'd like to die. It couldn't be so bad- could it?

He handed the bar-tender the money to pay for his drinks, then slid off his barstool, planning on going back to Judy's. The blonde woman had been rather upset when he'd arrived, so he was hoping she'd calmed down a bit by now.

He started to manouver his way through the crowd. As he approached the door, a flash of orange caught his eye and he followed the course of the unmistakable red-head back to the bar.

He smiled slightly to himself, almost wolfishly. He slithered back to the bar, like a snake through the grass, seating himself on the stool next to her. She didn't notice him at first. The bartender set down her drink, eyeing him suspiciously. She had yet to pay him any mind. She stirred her drink idly, watching the alcohol slosh around.

Reaching out, he brushed her hair away from her face, tucking it behind her ear. She looked up at him, startled. Her blue eyes went wide with fear, then a hundred other emotions drowned that fear. "Kai?" she whispered, unsure of whether or not she was hallucenating.

"Tough night, sweetheart?" he asked, stroking her cheek with his thumb.

She nodded, turning back to her drink. "Every night's difficult."

He smiled. "Want me to make this one better?" he asked, leaning down to whisper in her.

He ran his tongue across her ear lobe for effect. He smirked when she shivered. "Would you?" she asked, turning to face him again.

"Maybe I will, Emily."

Maybe it was just the alcohol talking, but damn! She looked damn desirable right now, so innocent and sweet.

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No, no, no- this couldn't be happening- not again. Never, never, not to him. Never again- he'd been promised. Were promises always truly broken?

He shuddered at the thought, for this particular promise was a matter of life and death for him. Never alone, not alone ever again. He'd been promised. Who had promised him this- this life without his ever-lasting fear?

Oh, right. It had been Kai- the boy he thought had loved him. What an idiot he was. It had just been another trap, for him to fall head-first into and plunge back into the darkness of alone.

Alone. The word hurt him more than any other- than any of the barbed words that anyone had ever affixed to him. It hurt him more than the knife he was currently driving into the tender skin of his abdomen. Tears had sprang into his eyes, but it wasn't from the physical pain of the blade, nor the blood, nor the thought of dying.

It was the fact that he was here, alone. Doomed to be alone if he lived, doomed to be alone if he died. Doomed to be the one thing he feared most. Was fate really so cruel?

Sighing, he pulled the blade from his wound, watching the scarlet stains glimmer in the moonlight. It was beautiful- in a morbid, foreboding sort of way. He tested the edge with his finger, drawing blood instantly. He watched this fresh liquid course down his finger, entraced by it's graceful, winding path.

He blinked and the allure was gone and he was alone. Desperation flooded him and he flung the blade away, watching it crash into the vase on the chest-of-drawers without satisfaction. Sobbing, he flung himself back onto the bed, writhing pathetically amongst the sheets. "You promised Kai. You promised."

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Tyson cradled Max, stroking the boy's hair softly. The blonde's sobs had died away only an hour ago, but the need for comfort, for support dwelled within both their hearts- Tyson's to give it and Max's to recieve it. They spoke not a word, comforted by their oddly comfortable silence, drawing strength from one another through their tender embrace. At length, Tyson loooked down and smiled gently. "Will you be alright?"

Max nodded. "As long as you're here by my side."

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The hall was dark and he fumbled his way along, occasionally pausing his frantic search for the keys he'd been loaned to sweep her lithe form into his arms and kiss her with quickly growing frenzy driving him.

He found the door and slid the keys into the lock, before slamming her into a wall, his kiss heated and needy. She groaned lightly, running her hands through his hair, wrapping the silky strands about her fingers.

Sweeping her up into his arms, he swiftly moved the make-out session from the hall to the sleazy hotel room. They never broke contact, moving as one, managing somehow to shut the door and fumble their way to the creaky, tumbled cot that would serve their purposes.

He dominated her completely and she became his plaything, limp in his arms, willing to go along with whatever he did. His hands worked quickly, peeling of her clothing piece by piece. His mouth moved away, allowing her to breathe as he kissed her neck, her shoulders in a frenzy of adoring passion. His hands ran teasingly own her back and she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, supporting herself as she bobbed helplessly on the sea of pleasure. Feathery touches and kisses were making her lightheaded. "Oh, oh...Kai, Kai-"

His name was the only word she knew and she chanted it in varying degrees, allowing her emotions to be laid bare by her tone. He never formed a single syllable in reply, but she knew it didn't matter. All that mattered was how she felt at this particualr moment.

And her feelings were overwhelming, making her feel almost faint. Only when a tender kiss was planted on her lips did she return to reality, and found herself staring into a pair of crimson orbs, dark hued with lust. He smiled at her. "You're sure about this?"

"Oh, Kai, please-" Out of habit, he inserted a finger in her slit. She made a strangled noise, her mouth becoming a round 'o'. Kai smiled, then retracted. "Sorry."

He leaned down and kissed her, distracting her from his invasion of her virginity. She whimpered against his mouth and he took the opportunity, delving his tongue into her mouth, dueling frantically with her tongue, forcing her attention away from her discomfort.

Slowly at first, then when rising fevor, he began to thrust in and out of her, revelling in the natural feel of it. No preperation, no lubricant save for her natural juices- none of the pain he caused Rei showed on her face.

And suddenly, his alcohol induced haze disappeared and he realized where he was and what he was doing. He pulled out, tumbling ungracefully away from her to sprawl on the floor. She looked up from her position, curious of the sudden change. They remained like that for a moment, before he growled between his teeth. "Cover up."

She blushed furiously, realizing she was completely bare and in his presence. While she fumbled with the blankets, he sorted out their tangled clothes and somehow managed to get himself decent before she turned back to him. "What's wrong?"

He waved off her question, continuing to rub his temples.

What was he doing? He didn't want to hurt Rei- God, that was the last thing he wanted- yet here he was, breaking Rei's trust in him, breaking all his promises and for what? A good fuck. Rei had given him everything he had, and yet, he was choosing to throw it all away, for his ex.

What the hell was he thinking?! What the hell was wrong with him?! He loved Rei- didn't he? Didn't he? When the silence didn't answer him, he slammed his fist into the wall. Emily jumped, startled by his sudden violence. He loved Rei. He really did. Then why-

"Kai?"

He turned his back to the cool of the wall and leaned against it. He looked to the ceiling, blinking back tears. "God, Rei, I'm so sorry," he whispered, choking back his sob. "I'm so sorry."

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[A/N: ^^;; Short, somewhat useless chappie. But important nonetheless. .;; Next chappie will see the return of the Mariah side-story.....I couldn't think of ne thing for it. But, i'm back on track now. ^^;; Enough blabbing! R&R is always appreciated.]