Chapter 17

Tala walked up the three stairs to the front door of the desolate looking house that was his new home. After the Beyblade World Championships, Balkov Abbey had closed down and all the children that had lived there needed new places to stay. Most of them were taken back by their families and the one who weren't or had no family relatives left came into a real orphanage, until they turned eighteen. The ones who were already eighteen or older were free to decide what they to do now. Bryan and Spencer were two of them and Ian lived with his older sister who took him in immediately. She was so happy to have a living relative left since their parents died in a car accident three years ago.

Tala was the only one who was not of legal age and who could not tell the social worker, who was responsible for him, any names of his family. Boris had always told him that he was an orphan and that was what he told the woman. Nonetheless, the social worker insisted on checking all the Valkov's that she could find, but no one missed a son. After a long toing and froing, it was decided that the redhead could stay with Bryan and Spencer who had rented a little apartment in one of the poor quarters of Moscow. At least they had a home. And both found work in a security company due to their outstanding physical condition and their knowledge about fistfights and self-defense. Their outer appearance was also very intimidating, especially Bryan's.

Nonetheless, they were all a bit surprised when they heard the decision that Tala could stay with them from the social worker, although it was exactly what they had wished for. The only requirement was that the redhead had to go to school to make his graduation.

And now Tala came back from a boring day at school. He had done kind of a recruitment test that showed that he was above-average intelligent, so that he could start in class eleven, the last class in the Russian school system.

They lived on the third floor, but before Tala took the stairs up, the lift was broken for years according to their new neighbors, he stopped at the mailbox. Since Bryan and Spencer worked the whole day, all the housework had to be done by the redhead. Simple things like bringing the post and more complicated ones like cooking. Although he didn't like it, Tala didn't complain. Everything was better than to live in an orphanage with a bunch of crazy kids and abusive care workers. And Bryan and Spencer still viewed him as their leader. He was the one with the brain and so they followed his orders. On the weekends when Tala had no school and the other two didn't have to work, they trained their Beyblade skills.

There were three letters in the mailbox, two invoices and one large, thick brown envelope with no sender on it. It was labeled with Tala's name. The redhead was uncertain what to do, because the envelope looked kind of suspicious, so he first went up to the apartment.

'Should I wait until Bryan and Spencer come home,' he thought and eyed the envelope that he had put on the little kitchen table. 'But there's my name on it, so it's clearly meant for me.' After a moment, Tala decided to open it and a surprised "oh" escaped his mouth when he saw what it contained. "Boris … Who the fuck sent me this," he said after flicking through the file and the photos, "and who are those Beybladers?" He sat down on the chair and began to read.

Kai lingered in the black leather chair and watched Lien who was typing something on his computer, ignoring the younger completely. "Hey, what's up?" the half Chinese said after some minutes. Kai looked up, but the question wasn't directed at him. Lien was talking to somebody over the internet. The chatting went on for several minutes and Kai shifted uncomfortable in the chair. The ignorance irritated him more and more. "Take off your clothes." Lien turned suddenly to Kai, but as soon as the younger implemented his order he turned his attention back on his computer screen. Minutes passed in which it seemed that Lien had forgotten the naked Kai on the other side of the room. After what felt like an hour to the youngster, in truth it was only five minutes, the elder turned to look at him again. "Spread your legs," Lien demanded and Kai obeyed. "Wider. That's good. Now touch yourself."

Kai wasn't sure what the other had in mind, but after a short hesitation he obeyed this order as well. With a skilled hand he began stroking his dick that reacted with a light stiffness. All the time he never took his eyes off of Lien who was following the movements of his hand. Then something on the computer screen aroused his attention and he got back to his previous actions: chatting with somebody over the internet. Since they talked about business, Kai assumed the man was one of Lien's business partners. From time to time the half Chinese looked up to watch the younger masturbating. The more aroused Kai got the more often Lien looked and after a while the business partner noticed that he was distracted by something.

"Hey, Mr. Rodríguez," he said. "Is somebody with you? You seem very distracted."

Lien looked at the man on the screen, then to Kai and back to the man again. Instead of an answer he turned the webcam so, that it filmed the young boy on the leather chair. Now Kai also turned his attention to the computer screen, grinning at the speechless man, licking some precum from his fingertips. Kai stood up and approached Lien who followed his movements with the camera. He was burning inside, his dick was hard, a lustful expression in his crimson eyes. Sitting down on Lien's lap his attention was still focused on the man on the screen.

"I'm horny," he said to Lien's business partner. Said swallowed visibly, still not able to speak. When the man said nothing Kai continued, "Show me your hot cock, Mister." He moaned the last word. What the man couldn't see was that Lien had opened his jeans, revealing his own thick member that Kai was working on with his hand now.

"I…," the businessman began, not sure what to say or do.

Kai licked over his lips and moaned again, silently. Lien looked alternately at the man on the screen and the boy on his lap. Kai decided that the man probably needed more precise orders.

"Stand up," he demanded and the man obeyed. "Take off your trousers," he continued. This time the man hesitated for a brief moment before pulling his trousers together with his underwear down. Kai smiled a devilish smile; now the man knew what the boy wanted him to do and acted on his own. The man's cock was pulsing with lust and as hard as Kai's and Lien's by now. Kai leaned forward and licked over the computer screen as if he would lick the man's hard dick. Although he couldn't see the man's face anymore he knew that it was twisted by pleasure. Then, he turned his attention back to Lien who grinned at him.

"What a naughty boy you are, Kai," he whispered into the younger's ear, before pulling him closer, kissing him fiercely. One second later Lien pushed his dick into Kai's tight hole, fucking him with the intensity he liked so much, both liked so much. The man on the computer screen was totally forgotten, although they could both feel his eyes on them.

Hours later, they had somehow ended up on the floor of the modern kitchen; Kai snuggled into Lien who put his arm around him, holding him close. "You've met him," the half Chinese said after a moment of silence.

"Who?" Kai asked already half asleep, tired from the sex.

"The red haired boy."

"Tala? I saw him, yes, but we didn't talk." Even now after hours of intense sex with Lien the memory of the redhead evoked a strange desire in Kai. He went to the apartment Tala, Bryan and Spencer shared to put the envelope with the file about Boris and his new recruits into the mail box. One block away he noticed his beloved 'payment' on the other side of the street, walking home from school.

"How is it going?" Lien asked and ripped Kai out of his thoughts.

"What?"

Your mission, Kai. Jeez, listen."

"Voltaire's trial starts next year until then he is kept in investigative custody. I have a witness summons for March. They will tell me the exact date some day, "Kai explained. "The other, Boris, has disappeared, but I know where he is and I have a decent idea about what he is planning. But until summer next year, when the next Beyblade World Championships are, he will do nothing, I presume."

"And what do you do until summer?" Lien questioned him again.

"Since when are you so curious?" Kai asked back, but answered the question nonetheless. "In five hours I fly to Miami for about two weeks."

"A job?" the half Chinese interrupted.

"Yes. A bodyguard for some rich kid whose daddy fears that he will be in danger when spending his holiday without him. Rich people always fear for their lives." Kai sounded derogative.

"Wow. And you accepted? I thought you hate those kinds of jobs."

"Hm. I have my reasons," Kai answered without really explaining anything. "Then I'm going to Mongolia. They have problems with China again and now they are looking for mercenaries. I have subscribed already, so don't try to talk me out of it."

"So you will fight on the Mongolian side." It wasn't a question. "Then we are enemies this time."

"You provide China with weapons," Kai concluded.

"Yes," Lien simply replied. He knew that Kai wasn't interested in his motives, so why should he talk about them. He wasn't led by patriotism; Kai knew that, because although he was half Chinese he had never lived there.

"I have two more hours before I have to leave," Kai said after a moment of silence. "Sleep or fuck?"

"Fuck," Lien answered promptly.

Kai waited in front of the Miami International Airport on his black and silver Honda which he had brought along from Moscow. With his revealing leather clothes and the dark sunglasses he not only attracted attention of the women. More than one approached him and tried to start a conversation, even a famous actress was under those people, but Kai rejected every offer of them in a friendly tone, at least in his mind. Probably not in the mind of those women since he could often hear the word "asshole" after the rejection.

The person he waited for was almost 21 years old, his birthday was in five days, and the son of a rich musician and his beautiful wife, a photo model, who always feared that their son might get kidnapped. Kai also knew from the father, who he met some years ago during one of his missions that his son was anything but okay with having a bodyguard looking after him the whole time.

"My son thinks he is strong, but I am deeply ashamed to admit that he is just one of those pampered kids, born into a rich family with an especially caring mother," the man had told Kai. "He is a typical party-boy, a ladies' man and he will definitely try to 'escape'. Because of that I booked a suite for you two together. And, I should add that he is kind of not tolerant."

"He is homophobic," Kai stated more than asked.

"Yes," the father answered. "It would be nice if you could show him that there is nothing bad about it."

Although Kai basically got a 'free ticket' to fuck the boy, that was not the reason why he accepted he mission. It was something a lot more personal. He knew that three months ago his adoptive father and his family had moved to Miami and he wanted to pay them a visit. A surprise visit.

That was why he was now waiting for the homophobic, pampered son of his employer. His name was Marco or something like that. A few minutes later said boy left he airport and was significant in a good mood although he looked around a bit too often. Kai recognized him immediately, despite the sunglasses, but his features were so similar to his father's. 'Either he thinks that his father lied to him about the bodyguard or he thinks that he tricked his guardian and escaped him. From the grin on his face I assume the latter one,' Kai thought while starting the engine and drove up to the waiting young man.

From close up he looked even more like his father and the word 'boy' was definitely wrong when referring to him except in the context of playboy or party-boy. He was of average high, had lean muscles and short hair. A dragon tattoo adorned his left upper arm. Only the constant looking around didn't fit in with the rest of this otherwise calm guy.

"Hey! Need a ride?" Kai asked him, stopping in front of the waiting man.

"Wow. Nice machine you got there. A Honda CBR 600, right?" he replied unsuspecting. "Can you drive me to the Mandarin Oriental?"

"Sure."

During the drive none of them spoke, but when Kai stopped in front of the hotel he whistled approvingly. "Nice stay," he said.

"Thanks for driving me," the young man replied, "but I don't intent to stay here. I just want to pick up my luggage. It was sent here directly from the airport," he added as an explanation. "Then I go and look for something else."

"Are you on the run or something?" Kai asked in a fake curious voice.

"Kind of. My father hired a bodyguard for me, because he and my mother fear that somebody could kidnap me. But I'm not a child anymore. I can look after myself. By the way, I'm Milo," the young man introduced himself.

'Milo not Marco,' Kai thought but said, "I'm Kai. Nice to meet you. Hey, why don't you come with me. My hotel room is big, I have plenty of space left and your name would be nowhere on a booking confirmation, so it would be difficult for your father to find you."

"That sounds great Kai. Where are you staying?"

Kai told the still unsuspecting Milo the address of his hotel that was also paid by Milo' father and the man left to pick up his luggage. Now, the part of Kai's plan began that was the most difficult. He had to trust Milo that he would really drive to the said hotel, but the young man seemed so unaware. He had no doubts that Kai was just a chance acquaintance who was friendly and helped him without advantages. That was confirmed half an hour later when they met in the lobby of Kai's hotel, the Ritz-Carlton Bal Harbour.

"Bal Harbour Suite on the 18th floor," Kai said and gave Milo a spare key card.

It was one of the most expensive suites in the five star hotel with a brilliant view over the ocean from every room. Two bedrooms, two bathrooms and a large living room were only some of the comforts the suite provided.

"Do you really stay here alone?" Milo asked. "I'm mean this suite is clearly not meant for one person. A whole family can stay here."

"I hoped that during my stay I would find somebody to share rooms with me, but I think the way it is now is in good cause. As long as the master bedroom is mine," Kai added with a smirk.

"Of course. And I will pay the half…"

"No," Kai interrupted. "My grandfather is one of the richest businessmen in the world. It's okay. You can put everything you buy on the invoice of the room."

"And your grandfather is okay with that?"

"The stay here is kind of his birthday present to me," Kai replied.

"Hey, my birthday is in five days. Although I don't know what I will do on that day yet, you are welcome to join."

"Thanks, Milo. And do you have any plans for tonight?"

"Well, there's a beach party tonight. I just saw an advertisement outside the hotel. Do you want to come along?"

"Why not."

"I bet the chicks are crazy for you."

Kai smiled. "Sure."

Milo unpacked his baggage and both took their time to get ready for the party. Until now everything went according to Kai's plan. He had also assumed that Milo wanted to go to the beach party at Bar Harbour Beach since it was near their hotel. When they met about one hour later in the living room, Kai decided to give the man little hints concerning his homosexuality. He openly checked Milo out. Homophobic people often reacted offended when another man sizes them up and according to Milo's father he was kind of homophobic. But he didn't seem to notice anything 'weird'. He more or less did the opposite; Kai had the feeling that he was checked out as well.

"Your eyes, they are red," Milo stated after a short while.

"Yeah. Don't know why. I'm not an albino," Kai, who had worn sunglasses until now, answered.

"That's cool. I like your eyes."

'Don't tell me he just acts like a homophobic to cover his own homosexuality?' Kai gave him a strange look, but Milo didn't care. 'I guess I will know it soon.'

The beach party had already started. There was a big crowd around the main bar and on the dance floor and smaller groups of people with drinks in their hands could be found everywhere around the place. Kai and Milo went to the main bar first.

"What do you want to drink? It's my treat," the young man almost shouted in Kai's ear because of the loud music.

"I take a Cola Zero."

"Really? A Cola Zero?" Milo asked to make sure he understood the right words.

"Yes, I don't drink alcohol," Kai replied as an explanation.

"Oh. Okay." He ordered a beer for himself and the Cola for Kai and with their drinks in their hands they leant against the bar to overlook the crowd. "Hey, look to the right. Aren't they hot," Milo said after a moment and nodded in said direction to a group of four girls near the dance floor. "Let's go talk to them."

"Your turn," Kai replied and added with a wink, "I spotted already someone else."

"Who is it?"

The crimson eyed boy just grinned. "Let's make a little bet. The one who first hook somebody up is the winner."

"Sounds good. But I warn you, I won't lose." Milo accepted the bet with a handshake, but before he turned around to walk up to the group of girls he said, "We'll meet behind the beverage store tent."

On their way to the beach party they saw some couples behind the beverage store tent kissing and doing other more nasty stuff, so that seemed to be the place where people went to have some more privacy.

Kai watched Milo for some more minutes before he walked up to a man on the dance floor. The man was in his mid-twenties and seemed to dance alone. Kai adapted his own movements to the ones of the man and whispered into his ear, "You are a great dancer. I wonder if you fuck as good as you dance."

"Want to find out?" the man asked back.

"Right now."

They left the dance floor together to disappear behind the beverage store tent. Of course Milo wasn't there yet. It had not even been ten minutes since they had parted. The other couples didn't seem to be bothered by the gay couple or what was probably more likely they thought Kai was a girl because of his long black hair.

For a while they just kissed, touched and grinded against each other. "Today seems to be my lucky day," the man moaned into Kai's ear. "I didn't think that I would meet a gay on a normal beach party and now there is you. Damn, you are hot, babe."

"Kai," the younger breathed out, pressing their lower bodies together.

"I'm Sam."

"Fuck me, Sam."

"With the greatest of pleasure."

Around half an hour later Kai noticed Milo approaching with one of the girls in his arms. She seemed a bit unsure by the sight of the kissing and fucking couples, but the son of Kai's employer tugged her along.

Milo looked closely at every couple they passed, then he noticed Kai whose back was pressed against a pole and whose legs where wrapped around the man's waist who penetrated him. He almost screamed because of the unpleasant surprise. Kai grinned; his teeth shone white in the dark before he bit into Sam's neck, drawing blood just to lick it up a second later. The next time Kai grinned revealed two perfect rows of blood red colored teeth. He turned his attention back to the man fucking him as if Milo wasn't there.

"Hey honey," Milo said to the girl who had noticed nothing. "I think that was a bad idea. Sorry. I have to go." Relieved and disappointed at the same time the girl followed the leaving Milo with her eyes until he wasn't in sight anymore.

"Asshole," she mumbled.

Not even an hour later Kai was back at the hotel where he found Milo under one of the showers in his bathroom. The man was frightened by the figure in the door. "Hey that's my bathroom you … you … faggot."

"Do you have a problem because I am gay?" Kai asked in a serious tone.

"Yes, I have a problem with … that. I'll leave in the morning."

"Go back to your hotel where your babysitter is waiting for you, hm?" Kai mocked him.

"No! Yes … well. Leave me alone!"

The younger did what Milo said and left the bathroom to take a shower himself. Then he laid down on the king-size bed, naked, still hearing the distant sound of the running shower. It was already past two in the night when he heard the other bedroom door close and locked up. "Afraid of me raping you tonight," Kai said to himself in a very low voice, a mischievous smile on his face.

A/N: I know there are many OCs in this story but the only ones you should keep in mind are Lien and Jackson (the guy from Interpol). All the others are not important.

What do you think will happen when Kai meets his adoptive father?

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