A/N: Thanks for your reviews. Now here's the update, so allow me to introduce the hot sauce of prison life…tssssssssssssss!

Chapter Two

"So the notorious Kai Hiwatari is to join us, huh? Sounds promising,"

"Be realistic, Oliver," Came the reply. "If Kevin's story about him knowing Tala and the others, is true, then he's gonna want nothing to do with us."

Oliver began fixing his emerald coloured hair as he stared at his reflection in a small mirror hinged into the wall. He tutted dryly.

"Oh Enrique…so maybe Tala and the others despise us because we messed them around…

"Correction! You messed them around, or should I say, you messed Ian around! I just watched from the sidelines," Enrique interrupted, rolling his eyes.

He remembered it all so clearly. When Tala and his boys had been recently incarcerated, they had made it clear that they kept themselves to themselves and trusted no one. Shortly after, Enrique had made a deal with a fellow inmate that would result in a considerately large reward that would benefit the duo when they were released. The task included the secretion of a set of class A drugs that had been carefully fashioned in the prison gardens. Officers had already found some of the drugs and were more than certain that someone held a much larger stash on them, so it became most unfortunate that the Wing Governor had issued a security check around the premises. This meant that the drugs would have to be dispatched or relocated elsewhere, a speciality of the twosome. Fortunately, the incidence had occurred around the same time that Oliver had realised that the youngest of Tala's trio, Ian, had begun to take an interest in him. Now Oliver had previously been a top class prostitute. He had weaselled his way in with the youngster, committing acts of pleasure or whatever it took for Ian to gain his trust and had pinned the goods on him one day, before lock up. Both Tala and Bryan had been suspicious and these uncertainties had been confirmed when the security had investigated their room and discovered the drugs hidden under Ian's mattress. This had resulted in the shortest being carried off down to the segregation unit for a several days, with privileges disregarded. Tala had confronted both Oliver and Enrique that day, and though they had denied, they knew the redhead was not stupid. They still had it in for the duo up to this day, and it had happened over a year ago.

"Yeah, but you had to admit it was funny," Oliver added, sweetly.

Enrique screwed up his face in thought.

"True! But you didn't have to suck him off"

"Well, someone's gotta spice things up around here anyways," The Frenchman ran a hand through his hair and smirked at his reflection in adoration, before moving towards where Enrique sat on the bed. "And we are the hottest couple around." He made to straddle the blond who laid back into the duvet, licking his lips willingly.

As they went to lock lips, so did the door suddenly open.

Enrique cursed.

"Who is it?" Oliver asked without so much as a backward glance. His tone was sickly sweet.

"Screwing again as usual?"

"Haven't you ever heard of knocking?" Enrique added.

"Hey! I sleep here too, ya know" A familiar tuft of maroon coloured hair, shaped in a blue bandanna, snaked into the room.

"Unfortunately," Enrique murmured, as Oliver slid off of him and made to stand up.

"What do you want, Johnny?" Oliver folded his arms and sighed.

"Everyone's lined up out there waiting for the goons to bring in that Kai guy," The Scotsman screwed up his face. "It's pathetic really."

Enrique and Oliver exchanged glances.

"Sounds like someone's jealous," Enrique mocked, now positioning his hands behind his head.

"Think what you want! Nobody even battered an eyelid when Tyson came in,"

"You don't even like Tyson that much!"

Johnny grunted in response.

"Oh well, lets get a look at him anyways," Enrique shrugged and rose from the comfort of the bed.

"You say that like it's interesting," Johnny muttered.

"Well, it is! It's not everyday you meet someone who managed to escape the law for a solid twelve and a half months,"

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Kai was led down a narrow corridor and through two gates marked with notices that clearly stated that no prisoner was allowed passed those points without an officer present. Beforehand, he had been briefed on the rules and regulations and then had been strip searched before he had been issued with the items he was authorized to have. He guessed that they were now taking him to the dorms.

Surprisingly, from what he had already seen, the prison was not as dark and dingy as people had made it out to be, but the strong stench of efficiency reigned throughout the premises and it was rather intimidating. Nonetheless, it wasn't as daunting as Kai would be when he made his presence known. Usually, he liked to keep a low profile, but it often riled people up more, guaranteeing that he'd have more conflicts to deal with.

He finally stepped out into a widespread area to which, he noticed several officers pass him, all heading in many directions and at the far end, he noticed a larger gate, where on the other side stationed a variety of different men clothed in casual dress. He guessed that was where the cells were.

"Look, it's him!"

As soon as Kai was ushered through the gates, he looked up to find that a whole gathering of inmates had assembled, watching him with the keenest interest. Among the groups that were below, there were two upper levels of people staring down at him, some whispering, others staring, their eyes following him as he was led to his cell.

The attention he was receiving was overwhelming, so much that Kai wondered if all new prisoners were welcomed this way. It was also, irritating. Bigger and brawnier convicts would stand with their arms folded as if attempting to threaten him and it was then that Kai gathered what this prison life was all about. Survival.

While he had been on the run, he had met many people, some previous lawbreakers who had told him tales of their years in the box, as they had referred it as. The weak were always the first to get picked off, some going as far as taking their own lives and the strongest and most cunning survived. Lucky for Kai, he considered himself to own both those traits and he planned to play by his own rules, even if he was forced to associate with the others.

He entered a small room, on the same floor. The walls were painted beige and two bunk beds were situated against both walls. In the centre under a barred window was a rusty looking chest of draws (obviously where his clothes would go) and just behind the door itself, a toilet was stationed next to a sink with a mirror above it.

Kai huffed and decided to clock the bottom bunk to his left. There, he plunked himself onto the mattress and dropped the see-through bag with his items in on the floor.

The beds opposite him were unmade and that filled Kai with the disillusioned feeling that he was to share his room. He frowned.

"Hey there!"

When Kai looked up, he saw that a man, no younger than he was, had poked his head around the door.

He wore a baseball cap back to front and his blue hair spiked up from beneath it. Kai grimaced even more.

"Whattup? Looks like we're cell mates," The intruder beamed.

"Yeah! I guess," Kai replied dryly.

Another face soon poked through the door.

"Well, I'm Tyson and this is Max," Came the introduction as the next inmate was acknowledged.

Tyson held out his hand in greeting, but Kai, disregarding the invitation, seemed more interested in the articles in his bag and began ruffling through it.

"You're not the sociable type, are ya?" Tyson scratched his head.

Couldn't he take a hint?

"…It's Kai," The newbie added, reluctantly.

"Oh, we know that, we just wanna know, how ya did it?"

Kai stopped.

"What?!"

"You know, stayed on the run, dodged the bullet?"

"Err…perhaps we should leave him alone?" Max piped up, recognizing Kai's subtle, but enraged expression.

"He's right! Do yourselves a favour and leave," By this time a third person had appeared by the door, but when Kai looked up, his face softened as a familiar pair of sea-blue eyes locked with his immediately.

"Tala?"

"You two know each other?" Tyson asked.

"Yes, now beat it. Me and Kai have some catching up to do," Tala remarked, his eyes still firmly fixed on Kai.

TBC…

Oh lookie! Do you reckon there's more to their history then meets the eye. You tell me. ;)