Dangerous Liaisons Chapter 1
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I am back with chapter one, sorry for the long wait -.-;; net problems. Several people have asked, but as I've written back, no, I cannot go into too much detail about who Kai ends up with, how, and why. Or if Kai dies, as Kai does in the movie. All I can guarantee for certain is that my ending is going to be very different from the movies ending, which I found a complete anti-climax. But my guess (and personal tastes) suggest he will end up with Tala. That's all I can say on the matter.
Anywho, thanks to you guys! Here's some nice KaiTala stuff for y'all!
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Car horns blared as a Jag convertible stopped in the middle of the road before doing a U-turn and parking in front of a lush town-house. Kai didn't even seem to notice, or he just didn't care, and grabbed his journal from the passengers seat before getting out, closing the car door behind him.
As he was about to walk away a female voice spoke and he turned to face it, sneering. A female parking attendant stood before him, apparently momentarily stunned before her eyes flicked down to her ticket book. Her hand shook as she began writing it out. "You can't park here, sir."
Still sneering Kai removed some money from his pocket, stuffed it into her shirt pocket, and walked off. As she tried to call him back he merely waved his hand dismissively.
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The Hiwatari house had enormous living room by Manhattan standards. It had an excellent view of the park and was filled wall-to-wall by portraits of ancestors passed and eclectic art from all around the world, showing visitors to the household that its owners loved to travel.
Lee, the Valmont's housekeeper slipped silently into the room, moving swiftly yet soundlessly over to one of the children of the house, setting a tray of sushi down before him, straightening up and folding his hands before him, waiting for a dismissal or another task.
Tala Ivanov, a just-shy-of-sixteen year old, nodded and smiled politely as Hiro spoke to him, not even acknowledging Lee. He was a porcelain skinned wasp with all the grooming any parent could want in an East Coast child. He sat with great posture, back straight, legs crossed before him, though his smile bordered on being a little too tight and the crystal blue eyes just a little too bored to be polite.
He listened attentively as Hiro Granger, a 23 year old nouveau-riche socialite talked incessantly, Tyson Granger sitting by his side. It took all the will-power he had to restrain himself from glaring balefully at the other teen, or sneering at him for wearing the baggy shorts that he could plainly see up and the Koala t-shirt.
"I can't tell you how happy we are that Tyson is going to be attending Manchester with you this fall. You've always been an inspiration to me on raising him. I just hope he can rise to the high standards you've set for him."
Tala noticed the warning glance that was sent momentarily to Tyson, but kept his smile in place and the smirk restrained. "I'll do my best." He assured, though he was sure the standards he had set for the bluenette were much lower than Hiro thought. He suddenly remembered Lee's presence and turned to him. "Thank you Lee. That will be all." He dismissed politely in Chinese, to which the other nodded and left the room just as silently as he had entered.
"What was that?" Tyson asked ignorantly.
The smile on Tala's face tightened another notch. "I was thanking him. Chinese is such a beautiful language, don't you think?"
Hiro turned his head to face Tyson, too polite to turn away from the host fully. "Tala is a straight-A student at Manchester, as well as Student Body President and the President of the French Club." His hand landed on Tyson's knee and he patted it indulgently. "Listen to whatever he has to say and you'll go far."
The long black lashes that framed the china blue eyes fluttered for a moment before Tala dropped his eyes to the floor in faux modesty. "You're too kind." He murmured in French.
"How do you do it?" Hiro asked with a wistful sigh. "I mean with all the peer-pressuring that goes on in high-school. Where do you get your strength?"
Tala felt his lungs tighten, as if he had a two-hundred pound man sitting on his chest, and swallowed slightly, somehow managing to keep his lips in a smile. He lifted a hand slowly, hoping to God it wasn't shaking, and hooked his fingers into a silver chain that went around his neck. "I know this sounds…corny, but whenever I feel a temptation of peer pressure," He eased it out before taking the crucifix in his fingers and showing it to Hiro, continuing, "I turn to God and he helps me through the problem. Call me an anachronism, but it works."
Hiro didn't answer for a moment before he managed, "That's beautiful." In an admiring voice.
"What are the boys like?"
Both Tala and Hiro turned to face the youngest male in the room at his input and Tala's eyes narrowed, the smile slipping from his face, his hands resting on the couch he sat on, fisting tightly.
'Rik.'
"Tyson!" Hiro hissed, glaring at his brother for a moment. He then forced a chuckle, turning his eyes back to the recomposed redhead. "You'll have to forgive him Tala. As you know he's been home-schooled…and his sexual preferences deviate from my own…"
Tala smiled indulgently at the pair. "Don't worry, that's totally understandable, my own preferences lie there also." After showing Hiro his forgiveness for Tyson's rudeness, he looked to the source of their discussion, the smile turning into a condescending smirk. "Most of the boys that matriculate at Manchester are very upstanding gentlemen…" His upper lip curled slightly as a name rang out repetitively in his mind. "However there are the few occasional bad apples."
'Rik.'
"Like your step-brother Kai." Hiro said, the disgust evident in his voice. He failed to notice the shiver that rattled the younger males frame as the name was spoken. "I can't believe they didn't expel him after what he did to the school nurse."
"I hear she's recovering quite nicely." Kai's voice flowed across the room smoothly, footsteps sounding as he made his way into the room with a smirk. He walked over to the older male, leaning down to his ear and saying loudly, "Nice to see you again, Mr Granger!"
Hiro winced slightly as he kept his eyes pointedly focused on Tala. "You remember my brother Tyson?" He enquired, managing to sound polite to the male he reviled.
The garnet orbs swayed to the boy sitting beside Hiro as his smirk turned charming automatically, walking back towards his brother. "What an adorable shirt you're wearing." He complimented insincerely, resting his elbow on the arm of the sofa.
Tyson plucked the front and smiled, looking down at it. "Thanks, my dad took me on a trip to Australia."
Kai's smirk widened and his eyes glinted, though they were still hidden by his sunglasses, his head tilting to get a look up the boy's shorts. "How are things down under? Blossoming I hope." The end part was stage-whispered to Tala, who gave him a non-too-discreet elbow in the side, hissing out "Kai!" while Hiro nudged his brother's thighs together with his hand.
Tala felt indescribably jealous at that moment, and he knew it. What made the jealousy and humiliation worse was that he knew that Kai knew he was jealous, and that Kai had provoked him on purpose. What Kai did not know was the other reason Tala disliked…well, more like despised, Tyson Granger. "Tyson will be attending Manchester this fall."
"Outstanding." Kai murmured, removing his sunglasses and placing them in his jacket pocket.
"What year are you in?" Tyson asked, his eyes eagerly gazing at every inch he could of Kai, just as a dog would eye a juicy bone that it was unable to reach it due to the leash around its neck. In this case the person holding the leash would be Hiro.
"I'm what you would call a fifth year senior." Kai answered, still smirking charmingly, knowing that Tyson wanted him and Tala was jealous, as well as pissed.
Tyson blinked for several long moments, while Kai maintained eye-contact and once again thought about how much prettier his brother's eyes were than any other he had seen. "But I thought high-school is only four years?" He said after a moment.
"It is," Kai admitted smoothly, "unless you're a fuck up, like myself." He tossed the bluenette a wink and watched as the skin above Tala's left eye twitched.
"I think we'll be going now." Hiro informed, before turning his attention solely onto Tala, who lifted a hand to his chest and mouthed an apology. "Thank you for all of your help."
Tala got to his feet as the other two did, smiling at Tyson. His chest tightened a little more and he swallowed densely as he mentally promised himself that he would sate his need in only a minute or so. "I'll call you later and we'll get together and plan your curriculum."
"Thanks." Tyson said distractedly, still staring at Kai. Shyly, he mumbled out, "It was nice to meet you."
Kai blew him a kiss, wondering if Tala's eye had twitched again. He was left without a view of the redhead so he could only guess that it had. "Ciao."
"Let's go Tyson. Now." Hiro ground out, grabbing his brothers elbow.
Tala turned to Kai and shot him a mildly peeved look, which turned into a full blown glare as he saw that Kai was still checking out Tyson. Just before another door closed the pair heard Hiro speak once more.
"Keep your legs together, this isn't Jamaica!"
"I didn't know it was Asshole Day at the Hiwatari house!" Kai sneered, glaring at Tala. "Tell me, what were Mr. White-Trash and his stupid brother doing in my house?"
Tala shrugged calmly and sat back down on the couch, taking the crucifix around his neck into his shaking fingers, unscrewing the top and removing a small spoonful of fine white powder from inside the bottom half. He lifted it to his nose and inhaled deeply, eyes closed though he knew Kai was glaring at him. Kai did not approve of his little habit, but as far as Tala was concerned it was none of Kai's business. "Just taking the poor boy under my wing."
Kai glared down at Tala as he watched his step-brother snort the coke and sat on the couch beside him, waiting.
"The parental units called while you were out." Tala informed, rubbing the skin under his left nostril with a thumb before settling back into the arm of the couch, waiting for his pleasure cloud to descend.
"Lovely. How is your gold digging whore of a mother enjoying Bali? Zipping through my inheritance per usual?" Kai enquired mildly.
"Hopefully, though she suspects that your impotent decrepit alcoholic father is diddling the maid." Tala replied, just as placidly as Kai had.
"Excellent." The bluenette retorted smoothly.
"What's wrong with you today? Therapy not going well?"
Kai removed a handkerchief from his pocket with two fingers, staring at it with disgust. "Wyatt. 'Call me.'" He muttered, ending in an imitation of Wyatt before shifting off the sofa as he began to pace the marble floor of the living room.
Tala shrugged, made a noise under his breath as he picked up the handkerchief, wiping his nose delicately. His eyes followed Kai as he paced.
"I'm sick of sleeping with these insipid Manhattan debutants. Nothing shocks them anymore." He stopped before a nude Botticelli hung on the wall and stared at it, lifting a hand to scratch the pubic area. "I'm beginning to feel like I'm losing my touch." He admitted before leaning forward and pecking a kiss to the painting.
Tala smirked wickedly at those words. "Well you can relax. I have a mission for you." He said lowly, his body relaxing as the cocaine began to take affect.
"What?" Kai demanded, though he was only faintly interested as he turned around to face Tala, leaning against the wall.
The smirk on Tala's face decreased a fraction before slipping entirely and he said, "You remember Rik Reynolds, son of Garret Reynolds?"
Kai smirked at the mention of the name. "You mean the Nazi who dumped you over Fourth of July Weekend?"
Tala threw a piece of sushi at Kai, who caught it. "He didn't dump me. We had a parting of ways." Tala informed.
Kai just stared at Tala, still smirking, sushi in his hand waiting to be eaten. It only took a few moments for Tala to submit and sigh.
"Alright, he dumped me."
Kai's smirk widened as he popped the sushi into his mouth.
Rik sat in his car, drinking from a hip flask. He didn't feel Tala pleasuring him, in point of fact he didn't even know Tala was there, he was so drunk he wasn't even sure where he was. All he knew was that the stars were exploding in bursts of red and green and blue and purple. That was the last thing he saw before he passed out.
"I went to great lengths to please Rik. Huge sacrifices were made on my part to keep him happy."
Tala shifted into a seated position, taking one look at Rik before scowling darkly and slapping him in the face, trying to wake him up. The flask which had been filled with his precious brandy lay on the dusty floor outside of the car, Rik's arm hanging over the door, swaying from side to side. Though the brandy was gone, the smell still hung in the air and it made Tala's stomach turn.
"Swallow?" Kai enquired amusedly.
Tala glared before spitting Rik's cum onto his face, wiping his mouth as he shifted out of the car and put his jacket back on before beginning to re-button his shirt.
"What do you think?" Tala sneered, glaring balefully at the older Russian.
Tala sprayed his mouth with Binaca as he walked out of the small clearing, heading for the payphone, where he could call a limo to come and pick him up.
"I'm sorry." Kai apologised, sounding sincere enough.
Tala shifted, saying nothing of the apology as he looked away from Kai to watch his hands toy with his crucifix, lips held in a slight pout. "In any event, my feelings were hurt when I learned that Rik had fallen for someone else. Someone chaste…pure…innocent." The last three words were spat out, dripping with the disgust Tala felt at saying them.
Kai, on the other hand, was grinning nastily. "You don't mean…?"
Tala's scowl darkened. "That's right, none other than Tyson Granger."
Tala was leaning against Johnny, his boyfriend of the moment, idly watching the clouds float by. He saw all different shapes, and noted the remarkable likeness between the clouds and cocaine, which Johnny had got him started on. They were both so white, and both made him feel happy.
However, Johnny's next words did not make him happy. "Isn't that Rik?" He asked Tala.
The blue eyes fell from the clouds back down to earth, and they narrowed sharply into a glare. It was Rik, and he was with some bumbling bluenette who was wearing a Mickey Mouse Club hat and licking an ice-cream cone while waving at Johnny, who just stared at him blankly in return.
He took another lick of the double-scooped cone before it fell off and he muttered, "Shoot!" before stomping his foot against the ground. Rik stood by Tyson's side, as arm around the boys ample hips, also wearing a Mickey Mouse Club hat.
Tala sneered and turned his eyes to Johnny. "Who's the retard he's with?"
Johnny seemed to think for a moment. "Tyson Granger, my uncle knows his brother and his father. The whole family are retards."
Tala didn't reply, storing the name away into his memory, watching as Rik led Tyson off to get him more ice-cream.
Kai snickered at Tala, who was sulking on the couch.
"I don't find this very funny." Tala sniffed, giving Kai a withering glance before looking out toward the window.
"So that's what this is all about." Kai chuckled, moving over to the piano and taking a seat on the edge. "We'll get together later and plan your curriculum." He imitated, still laughing softly to himself.
Tala smirked as he stretched out on the couch, one arm now above his head and on the arm of the chair, his eyes back on Kai. "Keep your friends close and your enemies closer." The smirk widened. "When I get through with him, he'll be the premier tramp of the New York area, and Rik's heart will be shattered. And of course his little Prince will be damaged goods."
Kai rolled his eyes at Tala wearily. "Why go through Tyson? Why not just attack Rik?"
The redhead sighed deeply and favoured Kai with a condescending smile. "If there's an attack made on Rik it could be traced back to me." He explained patiently. "And I can't allow that to happen…"
Kai watched as one of Tala's hands slid down his chest before falling onto the couch, as if he had been wiping away some piece of dirt, but Kai knew that it was merely Tala trying to tease him.
"…everybody loves me, and I intend to keep it that way."
"I see your point." Kai admitted, straightening up as he slowly moved toward his step-brother. "But why should I care?"
"I need you to seduce our young Tyson. Introduce him to your world of decadence and debauchery."
"Sounds intriguing." Kai murmured under his breath, his eyes following the hand that had once again began to caress Tala's torso.
"He is cute, you know." Tala whispered, placing a hand on Kai's chest as the bluenette went to kiss him. "Big blue eyes…a tight firm ass…" his foot slipped between Kai's legs and shifted slowly upwards, stopping when he reached Kai's crotch, still keeping the bluenette away from him. " And unchartered bootie…"
Kai watched as the younger male continued to caress his chest and licked his lips as he imagined touching that chest himself, only without the shirt. He brushed Tala's hand off his chest, leaning down once more, placing his hands at either side of Tala's head, his lips feathering across the redheads cheek.
Tala tilted his head so he was face to face with Kai, their lips almost touching, both of their eyes filled with desire. "Be her Captain Picard Hiwatari." The redhead murmured huskily, tilting his chin a little more so his lips ghosted against Kai's, his hand moving to run through the dark locks at the nape of the bluenette's neck. "Boldly go…" he allowed their lips to meet once more, ever so briefly, "…where no man has gone before…"
Kai stared down at Tala, knowing that he was turned-on and that he wanted the redhead, and that said redhead was now teasing him. And as much as he enjoyed pleasing Tala -even in the smallest ways- he knew he was going to anger the younger male with his next words, though he spoke them nonetheless. "I can't."
Tala shoved Kai away abruptly, sitting up properly as he glared at Kai. "Why not?" He demanded huffily.
Kai just looked at his brother. "Oh come on, Tala, It's too easy." He sighed. "'But I thought high school was only four years.' I mean, please. He knows nothing. He's seen nothing. I could have him under the table at Au Bar sucking me off before the appetizer arrived. Go get one of those moron friends of yours to do it. I have a reputation to uphold."
Tala sneered. "Oh but diddling the therapist's son is a challenge?"
Kai smirked. "She was over charging. It was a simple revenge move. What I have planned, though, requires sheer genius." He picked up a magazine he'd placed in between the pages of his journal and tossed it onto Tala's lap, watching him closely, wondering how well he'd take the news of his newest mission.
"I'm not interested in the latest dating tips from Jonathan Taylor Thomas, and I don't have to worry about alleviating menstrual cramps." He dismissed coolly.
"Shut up and turn to page 64." Kai ordered.
The submissive in Tala made him do as he was told, picking up the magazine as Kai shifted around behind the couch, his fingers beginning to walk down his chest. He hardly noticed them, staring at the article. The title read, 'A VIRGIN'S MANIFESTO. "Why I Plan To Wait," by Rei Kon, age 17, Kansas City, Missouri.' He read only a few lines before snorting in disgust. "Jesus, is he for real?"
Kai smirked, nodding. "Oh yes. I've read it over and over. This baby is the real deal. Daddy's little angel. A paradigm of chastity and virtue."
"Big fucking deal." Tala yawned, feeling the magazine being snatched from his hand.
"Let's see here, blah blah blah, 'I love my parents', boring boring boring, 'making a mature decision'…here!" He said suddenly. "Rei has a boyfriend named Bryan. Been going out for a year, Bryan understands."
Tala shrugged, yawning again. "Bryan's getting it somewhere else, big fucking deal. But tell me, what do you plan to do - fly to Kansas and woo little Dorothy?"
Kai smirked. "It just so happens we're not in Kansas any more, Toto. Dorothy's father has accepted the new headmaster position at Manchester. He's staying with my aunt up in Connecticut while Daddy sells his house." He smirked to himself as he saw Tala's displeased scowl. "Can you imagine what this will do for my reputation? Screwing the new headmaster's virginal son before school starts…he'd be my greatest victory."
Tala smirked now too, shaking his head slowly. "You don't stand a chance. Even this is out of your league."
"Care to make a wager on that?" Kai challenged defiantly.
"I'll think about it." Was the dismissive answer.
Kai shrugged. "Oh well, since you're not man enough, duty calls. Time to add another chapter to my work of art."
Tala rolled his eyes, lying back down on the couch and closing his eyes. "Oh gee, your journal. Could you be more blatantly queer?"
"Could you be more blatantly desperate to read it?" Kai retorted as he exited the living room, heading for his bedroom.
Tala allowed himself to be lulled into a blissful place where he could think clearly due to the silence and smiled to himself. Kai wanted him very much. He felt secure in that knowledge. He knew that as long as Kai wanted him, other people did too. Kai could take anyone he wanted, easily, so for the bluenette to lavish affections on him meant something.
Then again, a disliked part of his mind hissed, he may only be infatuated by the fact that one, he's not supposed to have you, and two, he can't control you like he can everyone else. You resist his charms, and it annoys him and makes him more dedicated to succeed.
Tala shrugged to himself. If he gave Kai a nice few boners to fall asleep with that was fine with him, no matter how they got there. The more the merrier.
Rik was going to go down, no matter what he had to do. But he couldn't have Rik physically attacked, which was a major minus. He would have delighted in hiring a few guys to break the bastard's kneecaps, but that was not allowed. Because it would easily be traced back to him, and he was perfect. He couldn't allow such a thing to destroy his reputation.
And why was Kai suddenly being so choosy? Tyson was cute enough. Hell, Tala would have screwed Tyson himself if he had been into that kind of thing, but he preferred being on bottom. He didn't like being on the bottom though. It was strange. His body reacted more when he was on bottom, but he despised the fact he was the submissive in his relationships due to the fact he took it.
His happy cloud was beginning to darken so he shoved the thoughts away.
He wondered what Kai would have bet if he had agreed to the wager. It was in his favour, but he didn't really feel like betting against Kai at the moment. Kai had nothing he really wanted, besides himself, but he would not make a bet that if his brother lost he would have to fuck him. That would ruin the sex entirely, and he would feel like Kai was being completely forced into it rather than actually needing it.
And he needed Kai to need it. Not to do it because he'd lost some bet, but because he needed to have sex with him.
He could always make a bet that said he could read Kai's journal whenever he wished. No matter how much he denied it, he was desperate to find out exactly what his brother wrote into the damned thing. It drove him crazy sometimes when Kai would go out for a drive in his fucking Jaguar, leave his bedroom door unlocked, knowing Tala would go into his room to try and find the journal, only to be even more disappointed when he discovered it was in a locked drawer or absent all together.
A smirk suddenly curled his lips and his eyes opened. Kai's Jag. He shifted off the couch and walked out into the hall that led to his bedroom and Kai's, still smirking. He leant in the open doorway, watching as Kai sat behind his desk, a cigarette in one hand and a pen in the other. "About that little wager of yours…" He spoke, announcing his presence.
Kai looked up and leant back in his chair, putting down the pen and stubbing out his cigarette, indicating that Tala should come closer. As the redhead walked Kai watched the seductive sway of the lean but curvy hips.
"Count me in." He finished, talking a seat on the edge of Kai's desk, Kai's chair turned to face him.
"What are the terms?" The bluenette enquired lowly, eyes mildly curious.
"If I win…" Tala began, shifting off the desk and onto Kai's lap, "then that hot little car of yours…" he rested his forehead against Kai's, smiling. "Is mine."
"And if I win?" Kai asked, amused. He should have known Tala would ask something as ridiculous as that. He wouldn't bet his car, but it wouldn't hurt to let Tala give him his side of the bet. It only made it more arousing when he denied Tala and the younger would pout, sulking and leaving the room in a huff.
Tala shrugged the jacket of his suit off his shoulders, leaving him in only a white shirt and black pants and shoes, smiling coyly. "I'll give you something you've been jerking off about ever since out parents got married."
Kai swallowed a little, his tongue darting out to lick his dry lips. "Be more specific." He insisted, putting emphasis on each word.
"In English…" The younger moved his lips to right beside his ear, smirking now. "I'll fuck your brains out."
Kai laughed, pushing Tala back. He was tempted -very tempted, in fact- to accept, but he shook his head. "What makes you think I'd go for that bet? That's a 1956 Jaguar roadster. It's a $72 thousand car."
The smirk widened. "Because I'm the only person you can't control and it kills you." He remarked truthfully.
Kai sneered, looking away. He knew it was true. He couldn't control Tala, and that annoyed him greatly. No one resisted him, not even his own fucking father. What the hell gave Tala the right to think he could?
Because Tala was extremely beautiful, and he also knew how to wrap the world around his little finger, just like Kai did.
"Do we have a deal?" Tala asked, dismissing Kai's previous reaction.
"No way. That car means everything to me."
Tala placed his lips very lightly upon Kai's, slipping his tongue out to run it over the others lips, pulling back a little just when he knew Kai was about to react. "You can put it anywhere." He promised in a seductive whisper.
Kai lifted a hand and brushed a finger across the moist soft lips of his step-brother, who was still smirking at him. "Even there?"
"It would feel so yummy." Tala murmured huskily, tilting his head innocently to the side as he continued to stare at Kai, who was obviously contemplating the situation with the utmost seriousness.
A smirk curled the bluenette's lips also as he thought the offer through. He would win the bet, he had no doubt about that fact, and when he won he'd have Tala at his command. The boy would obey him, and once he'd established his dominance over the other, it would remain that way.
He would finally control the redhead. The smirk widened. "You've got yourself a bet, baby."
Tala moved gracefully off of Kai's lap and held out his hand. Kai shook it and he grinned. "Happy hunting Kai." He bade before turning and walking from the room, knowing that soon enough Kai's car would be his.
But then he thought of something else.
If this Rei shot Kai down…that would be another person who defied him…he didn't let it bother him though. He would just have to make a plan that ensured Kai's affections would remain his alone. No one would ever take Kai away from him. Ever.
Tala would kill anyone who tried before that ever happened.