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Competition
Another Night
"You're too stubborn! You're perfect for him!" He laughs as he scurries off. The look on her face is sadness.
End Flashbacks
They are both in denial of their feelings…
"Stop playing games Kai." Queen looked deeper into Kai's eyes, checking for any motives in his gaze. She did not like what was going on…or did she?
"Games?" He was moved his face closer and closer to hers, while at the same moment putting more weight on her arms to make it easier to lean forward. He couldn't stop the flow of new feelings that had appeared in his mind. Just looking at her…like this…it was just something he couldn't explain…how could this be happening to HIM? The great Kai – his only reason for being was to destroy Tyson – the only way to get his integrity back. To destroy his enemies…was Queen an enemy? Were the rest of her – his team enemies? Who exactly was an enemy here? Who was a fool? Was he acting foolish? How could he like HER, and after such a short time? Was there something there before he had been ignoring since she had left? She did explain what had been happening after the tournament…before she returned home…before he knew exactly who she was or where she was from…What the hell was going on? Kai doesn't show any feelings towards girls…contrary to what others may think… All of those other feeling started to be washed away…something was seizing hold of him…something he was giving in to…
"Who says I am?" He lightly touched her lips with his own, and Queen couldn't stop from drowning in his deep, auburn eyes…He leaned further harder into the kiss, even though he received less response from his less certain partner. He was only acting upon unknown emotions - where they were from he did not know - though it didn't last long; before being fully submersed into her own feelings, Queen suddenly snapped out of her daze, throwing Kai off of herself. 'What the…' he landed with a large thud on the floor, confused at what had happened. 'How could I slip like that…' He looked upon her, surprised at her strength, not sure of what even he should do. 'Well…I shouldn't be surprised…she was a Boris soldier…' She gave a disconcerting look his way then took off down the hall. 'And what the hell was I just doing? How am I supposed to understand that…'
… their feelings which they hide away and show to no one else. But feelings don't change so easily…
Break
Packing for the trip home took "longer than usual" for the boys. It was well into the night hours by the time they all assembled in the living room, well, most of them, for what they would consider a "breather," but for the rest of us, that would just translate into a drinking spree.
With one of the few unopened vodka bottles lifted high into the air, Ian decided the sole reason why he would be participating. "Can't drink on the plane, better get rid of it now!" They all laughed, though most were already on the verge of being hopelessly drunk.
"Hey… anyone know where my sis is?" King slurred, mouth still around his half-finished bottle.
"Maybe they're tipping…I hear it's fun!" A stupid comment by Tala, whom of course was the most intoxicated of the group.
"Nah… It'd have to be night-time for that…hey wait…it is night-time…" Again, this strikes a merry chord in all, thus followed by hollers of "Their too stubborn!", "It's gonna last all night!" and "I wouldn't walk by their room tonight!"
In fact, Kai was in his room, lying on his bed, staring into space…he had not seen Queen for the rest of the day, and it had been more than twelve hours already… She, naturally, would be with the rest of the boys, getting high or drunk or watching porn – even with the presence of her brother.
'…' He snapped out of his daze and looked towards the door that connected his and Queen's rooms together. That sole door…a barrier. He got up and rolled off the bed. 'What am I doing?' He walked steadily towards the door, and slowly opened it, hoping that the Russian female had not taken residence in the shared bathroom. To his luck – empty. 'I have to know…at least something…' He had decided to let his feelings – the one and only part of him that could be true – make his course. He walked towards the door that led into Queen's room and slowly opened the door, peaking through a small crack he made. She was nowhere to be seen. 'What will come of this?' Kai was walking into unknown territory.
It's not like Kai to second-guess himself…though…it's not like Kai to show any feelings. Does he really think he likes this girl? He'd only been with the team for a little more than a week… He, of course, would have usually ignored any suggestions that he possibly liked her from before he came; that his liking for her had been hidden for much longer than anyone could have guessed…Then what could it have been born from?
He walked straight into the room, shutting the door behind him. 'This could just be nothing…' He looked around him – still nothing. He walked forward, then started his way towards another set of doors – most probably the closet – but it was somewhere to start. Suddenly, he felt something his stride, making him fall towards the floor. He easily caught himself, body still facing the closet. 'Musta tripped over something lying on the floor…' He looked behind him. 'Just some of her clothes.' He looked around the room once more, this time noticing the window drapes slightly stirring. His eyes travelled up towards the windowpane. Oddly enough, there seemed to be a large cushion placed upon the pane, with a glowing body sitting atop. 'What…' He stood straight up, eyes on the figure of his missing teammate, almost naked and engulfed in the glow of the almost-perfect moon, dark hair rustling in the wind. She looked towards him; her eyes deep, endless oceans, radiant from the moon's reflected light. 'Is this it?'
"Did you miss me?" She asked calmly, while turning her gaze once again to the frozen tundra.
"…"
"That's not a response you know."
At this point, Kai let his emotions do the talking. "Why do you shy away?"
"…I don't know what you're talking about. I doubt you do either."
"You know plainly. I see how you act around the others…so carefree. Maybe even around some other teams you've know for a long time…why did you choose to do anything as dangerous as the last tournament?" He searches for an answer on her face.
"It's what I was raised to do. It doesn't matter what comes of me… I don't have a purpose anymore…maybe that's why the others act like how they do – I can only but guess what they are doing right now…drinking their lives away. Even if we rid this place of our former master, the damage is done, though I don't know how much you really understand. Even Johnny…he understands…his girlfriend…his family…even his team's families…they all get the jest of it. You didn't remember anything up until two years ago, or am I wrong?" The tone in her voice suggested nothing; she is probably trying to keep it that way.
"You are right, I don't know what you've been through. Though if that explosion didn't happen…one could only guess." He still looks upon her face for reason. She looks towards him once again, this time sliding off her perch, warm glow of the moon still upon her. While he looks over her mesmerising figure, he realises she is not naked – though the clothes she wears are mostly transparent. He is starting to feel the coldness around him. He is starting to drown…
She walks up to him, raising a soft hand to his face. She places her hand on his cheek, moving her face closer to his. "You just don't understand…" She tries to ignore her feeling that are starting to erupt from deep inside her. 'Is this what sets it off?'
Their faces move closer together. "You just can't keep it inside…I know…"
She stops and looks deep into his eyes. "What do you want from me? What do you hope to gain?"
"I want nothing from you that you are not willing to give." He gives back a look, beseech look. "I don't know how this came to be…but it's driving me…" he mutters to himself.
"There must have been something before – that's what it is." She slowly pulls a fraction away.
The look on Kai's face reads confusion, but he quickly understands what she's saying. "Even so, it doesn't change anything."
"But I can't give anything right now…" She turns around and starts to walk away, only to be pulled back – and met with a kiss.
'Why does he do this?' She quickly breaks it. "…" She turns around once more, but Kai wraps his arms around her body.
"I shouldn't like you, I have no reason for it; though that I do…I can see you don't seem to want it. But you are right on one point, a relationship cannot work on the basis of mere appearance." He leans closer and whispers into her ear, "I heard you…that day. I'm no fool. Though it doesn't change what's happening now."
"And now you're saying what?"
"…I want this."
"…I can't…"
"Think nothing of it."
"This, coming from you?"
"Yes." He tilts her face towards him, to meet her soft lips once again with another kiss.
She is still hesitant. She turns away. "I can't think about this now Kai…"
"You can't let those thoughts that are worrying you constrict your mind…you at least have a purpose here. You have to let someone get near you." He wraps his arms around her waist.
"What can I believe?" She looks at him, not sure if she should be furious or surprised at those words, either than her teammates – her family – no one had ever really cared. They only wanted to use her.
"You can look and believe." He steps towards her, catching her eyes. She can't look away.
Queen can tell that he wants her to recognise him. His posture, his eyes, his flowing movements, his determination…maybe he means at. That could be all she needs. She could have a purpose, not one of spite or revenge, not one of striving…just to have something that's hers and hers alone. 'Kai could be that…couldn't he…' Someone to understand and for her to understand back…someone who would not take advantage of her. As she fell further and further into the abyss of her inner feelings, it was as if she had already made up her mind to what she would do. They only needed a reason to rise, and now they had, taking over.
"Just go." Kai's lips met her own once again, more tender, more kind, yet harder than before. She closed her eyes, wrapping her arms around his neck, kissing back firmly, letting her partner know her answer - the one she should have known from the start. He responded with a deeper kiss, eyes closing to become lost in the moment. He strengthened his grip around her waist, pressing theirs bodies closer and harder into each other. She buried her fingers into his locks as she embraced him; rougher, stronger. He arched her back, strong arms supporting her so she would not fall. Kai moved his hands lower until they met bare skin. She gave a slight noise as his blazing touch met her cool body, but it could hardly be heard as another sealed her lips with his own. The heat from Kai's skin was starting to slowly spread throughout her body, but was temporarily stopped as they broke the kiss; they both needed air.
They looked for each other for a moment before returning to their previous actions, but this time more forceful than before. All of their thoughts had fallen away. For Queen, she could at least have this moment…this moment of something she had never felt before…she didn't want it to stop.
End
Man…this is not exactly how I wished to do this part…but considering how I started the story, the plot was going to be a bit odd. I shouldn't have made the team go off to a foreign part of Russia, huh? Anyway, if any of you have any suggestions on how to make THIS chapter better, I would gladly edit it and repost.
