Chapter 25
dead yet a love sick puppy: Who said it was over. ;)
Castles in the Sky: Naughty pics on DeviantArt? Sent me the link!!!
Mizuyah: I'm good at changing moods. I can turn something from happy and joyful to depressing faster than you can blink. It's a gift.
Koneko no Rei: You're psychic, I swear. One chapter out though. You'll see what I mean next update.
Chibi Wingzero: There are still a few more chapters. And you'll have to wait to see who appears. And I agree with the Sue thing. Hope I don't do that with my OCs.
phoenix of order: It's not over til I say it's over. Remember that. :p
the tigris: Always short. Don't do great big long ones. Much. Longer than they were in Eclipse and Frozen.
KuronekoHikage: [[[Pulls out the sniffing salts and begins reviving her fallen reader]]]
They're back together, but that doesn't mean that it is over. Not yet.
In a café in the city, the four bladers sat in a booth, calmly eating their meals. Max glanced at his watch, sighing. "How do you think they're going?"
Enrique smiled, nodding to the side. "Well, the meal Oliver and Kevin whipped up is perfect, so that should go down rather well."
Oliver nodded. "And Enrique's candles and flowers created the perfect atmosphere."
"I feel bad for not having done anything." Tyson shifted, staring down at his cake. "I mean, you guys did all the work."
"I couldn't have lit all those candles on my own," Enrique reminded him.
"There sure was a lot," Max agreed. "Do you think they were all needed?"
"Mm-hm. If you want the right atmosphere, then you need exactly enough to give the right affect. We had that number."
"Um, sure."
Tyson reached out and took his hand. "Ah come on, Max. Why are you worried?"
Max closed his fingers around Tyson's. "Kevin's been so cold toward Lee. What if Lee rejects him?"
"He won't." Tyson raised Max's hand to his lips, kissing it gently. "I know it."
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Lee's hand shot out, slamming against the wall of the shower to stop him from overbalancing, his eyes squeezed closed, purring as the water fell on them, running through their hair and caressing their united bodies.
Kevin growled softly, thrusting up harder as they drew closer to the peak, both calling out as they crashed over the summit to be left gasping as the pleasure washed away. Breathing hard, Kevin stepped back as Lee turned to lean against the wall, drawing Kevin to him in a searing kiss.
Kevin broke away laughing, noting the twinkle in Lee's eye. "I think you enjoyed that."
Lee grinned. "I think you've been wanting to do that for a while, only you just realised it."
Kevin shrugged, reaching up to run a hand over Lee's jaw, eyebrows raising. "I always wondered what you'd look like with a beard."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah." Kevin cocked his head to the side. "Doesn't really suit you."
Lee raised an eyebrow. "Why not?"
"You have a nice face. You shouldn't hide it behind all this fur."
Lee snorted, trying not to laugh. "Fur?"
"Chin fur.'
This time Lee did laugh. "How old are you?"
"Technically, still too young to participate in sexual activities, but who really gives." Kevin reached back and turned off the water, cutting the flow as he ran his gaze over his lover's body. "You really did lose a lot of weight. You're out of condition."
"So I'll eat more." Lee opened the shower door and stepped out, scooping up a towel and handing it to Kevin before finding his own. "But you're right about the conditioning. I'll have to get into some serious training before the Championship."
"I can give you a hand with that." Kevin towelled himself dry, then let out a yip and took a step backward as Lee shook his head violently, spraying water everywhere. "Lee!"
"What?" Lee brushed back his spiky hair, smirking as he shrugged. "It's effective."
"Yeah, effective at getting me wet again."
"You have a towel."
"Arsehole."
Lee grinned, glancing at his reflection. "So the beard has to go?"
"Definitely."
"Pity."
"Huh? Why is it a pity?"
Lee ran a hand over it. "Took a while to grow, that's all."
"Yeah, a week." Kevin wrapped his towel around him, stepping toward the door and pausing, looking back. "Lee?"
"Yeah?"
"It goes."
Lee watched him leave, then returned his gaze to his reflection. As he took in his reflection, a small smile played across his lips, an idea flickering to life in his mind. "Not necessarily."
Well, Lee certainly didn't reject him, did he? :p But Kevin doesn't seem to like that beard very much.