Chapter 2 Forewarning

Boris sat cross armed and chewing on his bottom lip almost violently. His arms were uncrossed seconds later - he couldn't keep himself on one place.

-"Well what if we just simply execute or eradicate her?" offered a tall man who stood beside the door. He was wearing a black leather business suit, as if he was a kind of business man, but no business man would ever work for Boris. He seemed to be concentrated on something just as much as Boris was. Same went to the other people that were dressed up quite formally, there were around four more of them.

-"No, won't work," Boris shook his head wildly, really getting a feeling of throwing everything off his desk in anger.

-"Alright…I have no more ideas, Sir," sighed the business man, and took a hold of his bag that he was holding in his hands tightly as Boris looked crazy.

Boris growled in anger and stood up from the leather office chair he was sitting on, walking first forward and than turning back walking back again. He continued walking back and forth, his eyes pierced on pale figure of Tala on the couch. "What about you?" he snarled at Tala angrily, always feeling like ripping that scrawny looking body of his student into pieces.

-"Poshol ti," replied Tala uncaringly. ("Go to hell" - Russian)

Apparently Tala hadn't forgotten that forceful Sensei slap on the face yet, Boris should have known that, but never being used to things going the wrong way, Boris snapped.

-"I've had enough with you, traitor! Either you at least pretend to respect me the way it had been before, or you will be the one executed!" he yelled at him loudly with bits of hoarseness in his voice, already reaching for the big remote on the table. It looked simple like a TV remote, but it wasn't that really. With only one press of a button he could simply summon the security, which would eliminate Tala with ease – and nobody would ever remember him.

Tala flinched and looked up at Boris. He could act tough in front of everyone, insult and sometimes ignore whoever he wanted to, however, he was still scared of Boris's wrath. His lifeless eyes stared at the remote, knowing perfectly what that was.

-"You can't get her away from Kai without him actually noticing that and trying to get her back...we must do something to get him not to care whether she's around with him or not," he mumbled quickly before Boris pressed any button on the remote, and crossed his arms, looking away.

Boris grinned bitterly. "I know that already! Tell me something that will make him to not pity her leave!" He slowly put the remote back on the table.

Tala shrugged. "A fight? Make him hate her and everything will be fine."

Boris tensed, but than visibly relaxed as his shoulders lowered down a couple of centimeters. The bitter grin changed to a wild and evil one and soon a wild, maniacal kind of laugh burst out.

-"Fight, yes, gentlemen, let's make them fight. And everything will be fine…" he uttered loudly, his teeth glittered with the dull light from the fireplace and another laugh had followed out from him. "Yes, everything will be just fine…"

Still keeping his eyes closed, Kai's lips formed into a foreshadowing of a smile and his arm moved slightly towards his chest. Empty. He tapped the place on the bed beside him gently and opened his eyes, realizing finally that Arwen was not there. Strange.

Kai slowly rose up from the bed, the blanket covering him up until his stomach, just enough to see Arwen's frail figure beside the window, dressed up fully. He actually started to regret that she was all dressed up already.

Arwen turned her head slightly and saw that he had woken up, and a smile creased her face. She was happy, what a night that was, the night that filled her with both ecstasy and love. Every night seemed to be like that, but this one seemed to be kind of different. Interesting.

-"Hey," she breathed, and slowly came over to the bed, reaching for him with her hand, which was taken a hold of right away. "Good morning," she said smiling, waited a second or so and than added, "The practice starts in ten minutes or something, so we better get going." She walked away from him, her hand slipping out of his before he had a chance to grab her and shove her back on the bed beside him.

-"What time is it?" asked Kai, while standing up from the bed and looking for his purple pants somewhere around the floor area, but found them on the corner chair for some reason.

Arwen shrugged, looked around and noticing a watch on the near wall, replied. "Quarter to nine, strange, I thought it was much later."

Kai smirked, put his pants on, and bent down picking up his dark T-shirt and white scarf from the carpeted floor, and put them on before walking over slightly to her and sliding gloves on his hands. "I had a dream about you last night," he uttered, starting to wrap his arms around her waist.

Arwen giggled softly, just letting him do whatever he wanted to. "Was I alone?" she asked narrowly with a smile playing on her lips.

-"Not really," replied Kai, and pressing his fingers to her hips, he urged himself to her, feeling her breasts pressing to his chest. "I was there too," he added, and for some reason the tingles were sent right through her. She giggled again.

-"And what were we doing there?" she slid her hands up his chest, lingering briefly over his heart rate, before winding them around his neck.

His fingers dig into her flesh as he tried to bring her closer, as though he wouldn't be satisfied until she was plastered against him. "Practically the same thing we are doing right now," he answered, after which he brushed his lips over hers twice, before he sealed their mouths together. Almost instantly she parted hers allowing his to access which he greedily took advantage of. His tongue delved into her mouth, caressing hers. She welcomed thrusting of his tongue, the feeling of being pressed to him, and the sensation caused by his hand moving over her waist. 'What time is it?' she thought absently, feeling him tasting her, as his tongue slid along hers and his thumb grazed the tip of her breast, turning her legs weak and caused a moan escape her lips.

The kiss softened, and then slowed to a stop as he finally pulled away.

Arwen wanted to cry out from the loss of warmth instead she blinked unintelligently, as he stepped away from her towards the door. She was still quivering with need and it took a few seconds to clear away the fog from her mind.

-"Time to go," said Kai quietly, a smirk still playing on his lips and he zipped the dark purple vest and opened the door, holding it motioning her to go before him. Why can't time stop? Why does everything have to pass by and leave only memories and slight feelings? thought Kai as Arwen passed by him with a sigh, throwing him a gentle smile – a last one he was probably going to get for today. He slowly lift his hand up to his lips and touched them, still feeling the feel of her warm lips against his in a passionate kiss. He let it down and closed the door, following her outside of the building, keeping a big distance between them.