Several days later after the hatching of Meredith's children, Kurai and Kyo arrived back at their apartment. Kurai checked the answering machine and saw there were only two messages.
"Hmm. Seems that our presence isn't greatly desired, Kyo," Kurai joked. He pressed the button.
The first message was from answering service that claimed they provided better rates then the one Kurai and Kyo were using, which Kurai deleted. The second was from Iori wondering where they were. That was it. He didn't give the notion if he wanted them to call him back.
'Finding yourself missing Kyo's daily presence, ne, Iori?' Kurai thought gleefully to himself. 'I can easily fix that.' He closed his eyes and concentrated on feeling where Iori was currently. 'Let's see…. Aha! There you are!'
"Hey, Kyo!" Kurai poked his head into Kyo's room. "Wanna go bar hopping?"
"Sure," Kyo replied. "I just want to shower first."
"Shower; sounds like a good idea. I'll join you," Kurai said, heading into the bathroom.
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A few hours later after Kyo and Kurai were cleaned, groomed and dressed, they made their way onto the street. Kyo wore a form fitting, white tank top, tight blue denim jeans, his biker gloves and white sneakers. Kurai wore a form fitting, sleeveless black tee shirt, tight black cargos, his leather collar with pyramid studs and black sneakers. The sides of his long black man were tied back with a black hair elastic.
"So where's our first stop?" Kyo asked.
"How about the Chokoreeto Neko," his companion suggested.
"Sounds great."
Inside the nomiya, Kyo and Kurai located a table and ordered a couple of beers. Kyo looked around the place noting that it wasn't all that busy considering that it was Saturday night, when he spotted King seated at the bar. Their eyes made contact and with a smile, Kyo gestured for King to come join them.
"Kyo," King greeted, planting her beer onto their table and took a seat. "It's been a while. I don't think I saw you since a few weeks after the last Tournament."
"That sounds just about right," Kyo said. "Oh, King, meet my best friend, Kurai. Kurai this is King."
"Hello."
"Nice to meet you. You must be one a fellow fighter like Kyo is, ne?"
"You guessed it," King replied.
The waitress arrived with Kyo and Kurai's beers, and left again with King's empty bottle.
"So how have things been for you, Kyo?" King asked.
"Pretty well despite a few step backs. Yuki and I are no longer together."
Kurai noticed that King looked very surprised when Kyo told her that.
"Oh? That's weird… I didn't know that the two of you were still dating," King said softly.
"Why's that?" Kyo asked.
King hesitated before continuing. "It's just that… Well for the past few months I've seen Yuki out with other guys at clubs and bars. And when I asked her what happened between the two of you, she told me that you two had broken up."
Kyo's mouth dropped. "What?!"
"But now that doesn't make any sense… Why would she tell me that if you've just told me that you had recently broken up…and…" realization dawned on King. "Oh…"
'I'm going to fucking kill that bitch…very slowly and very painfully,' Kurai growled in his head.
"I…I can't fucking believe this!" Kyo hissed. "She's been using me all this time?! I don't fucking believe this!" He made a rude sound and snorted. "She probably used me just so she didn't have to pay full rent."
"I'm so sorry, Kyo. I should have gone to you when I saw her the first time. Warning bells should've gone off in my head and…"
"King, it's not your fault so don't even think that, okay. You didn't know. For you know she could've come up with a very convincing answer like that was a relative of hers if you had told me about it, and of course stupid me, I would've believed her," Kyo said.
Kurai rose to his feet. "Please excuse me, but I'm going to fucking kill that cold hearted, manipulative bitch."
Kyo grabbed his friend by the shoulder and sat him down. "No you're not. You're going to stay and not let this ruin our evening. Tomorrow is when we'll extract our revenge. King, you didn't hear a word of this conversation."
"What conversation?" she replied before she left their table.
Kyo and Kurai got up to leave when the dragon half spotted Iori and his band setting up on stage, and suddenly tugged on Kyo to a halt.
"What?" Kyo in a panicked voice, looking around for whatever was planning on attacking him and his friend.
"Iori and his band are setting up on stage, and I wanna hear them play," Kurai explained.
"Kurai," Kyo began, "Why do you insist on hanging around Iori?"
"Kyo, why do you hate Iori?" Kurai asked back.
"Because at every Tournament he tries to kill me. No it goes beyond that. When we first met he promised to kill me, but so far he's failed. Although he comes pretty close when we go against each other during the Tournaments."
"Well don't you think that if he really wanted you dead, he would have done so a long time ago?"
"You asked me that before so you already know my answer for that."
"Well, I doubt he's bidding his time like he said. I think that Iori doesn't plan on killing you. I think he said it knowing that you would prepare yourself to be strong enough to defend yourself, or defeat him, or both."
"You think Yagami told me that just so he could have a strong opponent at the Tournaments?" Kyo asked.
"Sounds very possible," Kurai replied.
Kyo didn't look convinced.
"Has Iori ever tired to kill you outside a Tournament?" Kurai asked.
"No. But then you've never been up against him during a Tournament. I have to fight as though my life's on the line because it is," Kyo replied.
"Well, what if at first it was true that Iori intended on killing you as he promised, but then after a while he changed his mind about killing you. Maybe he found that he enjoyed the challenge you provided him with during the Tournaments," Kurai explained.
"If that's true then why does he act like I'm beneath him as a fighter? Sure, I agree that we're probably equally matched, but then he treats me like I'm beneath him," Kyo said. "And even if what you said could possibly be true Yagami seems perfectly suited to follow out the life chosen for him. So I have no reason to make friends with him."
"Maybe it's all just a front. Everyone wears a mask or two, and whose to say that Iori doesn't wear one as well," Kurai said.
"Sorry, Kurai, but I can't be convinced. I'd had years of evidence to prove your theories wrong," Kyo said.
Kurai nodded and left it at that. The dragon half had a better understanding of how Kyo felt towards Iori, and if he wanted to get the two of them together, Kurai knew that there had to be a truce set between the two of them. And that Iori was going to have to make the first move.
'And I don't think Iori's going to need anymore convincing,' Kurai smirked to himself as he caught Iori staring at Kyo while he and his band performed. 'Kyo, on the other hand, needs to have his shields reduced just a bit more.'
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A soft whimper escaped Kyo's mouth in the darkness of his room as someone planted sucking kisses down the sides of his trembling abdomen trailing down along the line where his leg connected to his hips. Warm hands gently pushed one of his legs up, softly biting and sucking his inner thighs. Kyo gave a little sigh, tipping his head back as a second hand traced its fingertips across his stomach. He arched suddenly as a wet, hot tongue trailed up on the underline of his arousal before pulling his head into a hard sucking kiss. Kyo buried a hand into his hair as his other hand trailed down the length of his body before buried into a mass of cool, silky hair that gently brushed against the area between his thighs as that mouth began going down on him slowly. A tongue traced the base of his member, swirling around up and down. Kyo cried out as the tip of the tongue went deep into the slit of the head of his arousal. He gave a startled little gasp as he felt a wet slick digit trace the tight ring of his entrance, slowly making it's way deep inside. Kyo clinched a fist of sheet as the digit began sliding in and out, going in deeper until it located his prostate. Kyo cried as the digit mercilessly stroked it, clutching the sheet in his hand tighter slowly rising to his peak and sobbed as he climaxed.
Slowly Kyo came down from his high and rolled onto his side sitting up. He looked around in the darkness wondering where his lover was when he felt fingertips brush down the back of his neck. Kyo looked over his shoulder as he felt that mattress shift and felt a pair of arms embrace him from behind. Kyo gave a little sigh as he leaned back and groaned as a warm hand wrapped itself around his member, slowly bring his arousal back to life. Warm lips brushed across the arch of his neck. Kyo shifted onto his knees and began bucking into his lover's hands, whimpering each time his arousal was given a little squeeze. He suddenly gasped deeply as he felt his lover's long and thick hard member buy itself deep inside of him, hitting his nub each time he drove back upwards into Kyo. Kyo held onto his lover's arms as they rode each other, reaching climax in a burst of hot white pleasure. Kyo gave a happy little sigh while his lover purred into his ear.
His lover withdrew and gently eased Kyo onto his back before settling himself between Kyo's thighs. He caught Kyo into a deep, tender kiss while slowly grinding himself against Kyo.
'Talk about stamina,' Kyo thought.
He made no gesture of protest as his lover again buried his hard arousal between his thighs in one thrust. Kyo ran his fingernails up his lover's back and held onto his shoulders, sighing, moaning and withering. He tipped his head back as his lover placed gently nips up along the hollow of his neck. Kyo cupped his lover's face and drew him down for a leisure kiss, moaning deep in his throat as his lover's tongue caressed his own. Soon both were crying softly as their climax overwhelmed them.
Panting softly, Kyo brushed his lover's damp bangs behind his ears when a light no brighter then a candle flickered on and Kyo came face to face with Iori as the redhead was leaning down to kiss him again.
Kyo woke up with a gasped and bolted up into a sitting position. Panting, Kyo looked down at his side half expecting Iori to be there and when he saw it was empty, he released a breath he'd been holding. Kyo gave a little sigh of annoyance at the state of his pajamas and sheets. He looked over at his nightstand and saw that it was seven.
"Well, I might as well get up since I'm all wide awake now," Kyo murmured to himself.
Rising from bed, Kyo peeled off his pajama and stripped his bed of the sheets, tossing them into the washer before taking a quick shower. Since it was Sunday and Kurai's day from work, both of them planed on getting extracting revenge on Yuki, and Kurai had come up with something Kyo thought as justifiable.
Later one that very morning Yuki found her car filled to the brim and over flowing with lime flavored Jell-O that was slowly melting in the humid but dry air.
