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Chapter Four

Kisses and Talks

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Miguel sighed, leaning back, arms folding behind his head. It was a nice, warm, autumn day, and what better way to spend the day than at a secluded lake side with his boyfriend? Kai's head rested in his lap, half-asleep as he watched the waves lap against the white sand. They had just finished swimming about half an hour ago and were just enjoying the silence and serenity that washed over them like the waters had a few moments earlier.

It was perfect.

The Spaniard cast a glance down, mesmerized by the way Kai's wet slate locks blew gently across his forehead and ear, mixing in like the water with his darker blue tresses. His eyes were partially open, violet eyes sparkling with calm; something not seen very often in the phoenix's eyes.

It was amazing, really. Miguel and Kai had been dating for two weeks that day, and Kai seemed almost a completely different person. Well, around Miguel that was. Before, he seemed the cold, reclusive type, barely talking and always listening. He would be tense the entire time and flinch at the first sign of bodily contact, but two weeks with seeing Miguel every day, the phoenix had loosened up greatly. His posture relaxed and a smile formed on his lips when he caught sight of the blonde haired gargoyle. His eyes were soft while they were together, and although he still didn't talk much, he did laugh more. He joked, prodded, and had fun while he was in Miguel's comforting presence, almost like a child.

So, as the Spaniard played with the Russian's two toned hair, he couldn't help but watch with a little pride as Kai sighed, relaxed, and closed his eyes completely, relishing in the touch.

They stayed like that for many minutes, until Miguel's stomach decided to announce that it was lunch time.

"Sounds like someone is hungry," Kai chuckled, sitting up and resting his head on the blonde's shoulder.

Miguel blushed slightly. "Not my fault," he argued. "Swimming makes me hungry." He started pouting, crossing his arms, puffing his cheeks, and sticking out his bottom lip.

The phoenix laughed at his boyfriend's appearance. He shifted to where he was now in front of the pouting blonde. "Are you pouting, Miguel?" Kai asked, poking his boyfriend's nose with the tip of his finger.

Miguel huffed and stuck his nose in the air. "I'm not pouting. I'm brooding in a childlike manner."

Kai tried his best to keep himself from laughing. "So, in other words, you are pouting."

"Brooding."

"Pouting."

"Brooding."

"Pouting."

The Spaniard huffed again, "Brooding times infinity."

He tried; he honestly did, but the temptation to laugh was too much. The phoenix busted out, wrapping his arms around his stomach in a failed attempt to keep the laughter in.

Miguel kept the act up for a little bit longer before he chanced a look at the laughing Russian's way. The total happiness on Kai's face was too much. He joined in laughing at his stupid joke.

Winding his arms around the phoenix's body, he pulled the laughing teen into his lap, hugging him and trying to calm down. He knew he really wasn't that funny, but he had learned a while ago that his "stupid" jokes made Kai laugh. The phoenix thought that he was cute when he tried to preform a funny encounter and failed. Of course, the gargoyle didn't care if he made a fool of himself. If it made Kai laugh like that, he would go dancing in the street naked during rush hour.

Kai calmed after a little while and nuzzled his nose against his gargoyle's neck. Miguel looked down, instantly becoming overwhelmed with violet-crimson softer than cotton. He couldn't resist after that. Leaning down slightly, he captured the phoenix's lips with his own. Pulling back again to get some air, he then did it again, feeling Kai's arms winding their way around his neck.

They spent another hour trading kisses, never going beyond that.

Kai had mentioned a week earlier of his life in the Abbey and the things that were done there. He liked Miguel - a lot - but he wasn't ready just yet to go any farther than kissing.

And that was perfectly fine with the blonde haired gargoyle.

"Miguel, may I ask you something?" Kai asked, digging into the small basket they had brought along.

The blonde looked up, surprised. "Of course, anything, Kai."

The phoenix hesitated, biting his lip before speaking again. "Why did you ask me to the café two weeks ago?"

The gargoyle let out a sigh of relief. He thought something had been wrong. He smiled, "I guess, the same reason why you agreed to go and then proceed to tell me the time and place of our next date."

The Russian turned pink. "That's not really answering the question," he mumbled.

Miguel chuckled and brought Kai closer, almost in his lap. He gave him a squeeze, "Well, truth be told, I did have a crush on you for months before hand. I was just too chicken to say anything. I mean, I don't know how I would have reacted if you had told me no or to leave you alone. I wanted to get to know you and be with you so bad I could taste it."

"But, why?"

The Spaniard shrugged. "Does anyone know why they fall for someone? I like your attitude, your ability to stay in control of yourself and those around you. I like the authority and respect that radiates off of you. I like your strength and your weakness. I like the way you come out of nowhere for a victory or to give information. I especially like your body and the way you walk," he chuckled. "But most of all, I care about you and like you so much that it hurts me to see you hurt. I want you happy, and with all my heart, I wish that I can be the one to give it to you."

Kai listened, his gaze seeming to have taken interest in the bag of grapes in his hand. He never knew Miguel felt that way. Sure, he had known since the second date that the blonde Spaniard liked his body. Hell, anyone with good sense could see that, but as for the rest of it, it was all new information. Never had anyone told him those things. Never had anyone cared enough about him. No one except Miguel had ever shone these emotions to him.

He turned around in the gargoyle's lap and gave a small kiss to his boyfriend. Miguel just smiled at him and squeezed tighter, nuzzling his nose against a painted cheek.

"What do you say we eat something and then head back to the dojo? The others are going to be worried if we don't show up later," the blonde suggested, taking the bag of grapes out of Kai's hands.

Opening the bag, he pulled out a perfectly round purple fruit and brought it to Kai's lips, pushing against the brim of his mouth gently. The phoenix smiled and opened his mouth, letting the grape in and chewing it slowly, letting the sweet taste overwhelm his tastebuds.

A delightful shiver ran up the blonde's spine as he watched Kai take the grape from his fingers. Gods, the phoenix was so sexy, even if he was unaware that he was doing anything.

They continued to trade grapes before time turned against them. Packing up, they left their secluded spot and exited the park. Hand in hand, they walked down the street at a slow pace, neither willing to break the peaceful silence between them.

Miguel, though, had a question that kept bugging him as the Granger dojo came closer into view. "Kai?" he asked, gaining the Russian's attention off the bat. "I have been wondering, um, did you ever want to tell the others about us - I mean, our relationship?"

Kai stopped, eyes distant for a while. "Honestly, I haven't thought about it for a while. I guess, I got used to sneaking away to meet you. I don't rightly know, Miguel," he answered quietly.

"It would help us be able to meet each other on time, at least, and we wouldn't have to keep lying to the others about where we go and why we're always together. Not to mention, it's killing me to keep it from Claude. We've been friends for years, and we've never kept secrets from each other."

Kai nodded, "Yeah, I know. It is the same with Tala and myself. He's been bugging me nonstop about where I go lately and who I am with." He turned his violet eyes on the blonde. "I can understand, though, if you don't want to tell anyone other than Claude, Miguel."

The gargoyle blinked, taken aback. "What are you talking about?"

The phoenix chuckled bitterly. "I'm Kai Hiwatari, grandson of the infamous criminal Voltaire Hiwatari. I am the cold, heartless captain of the Bladebreakers, and the king of badasses that make up the Blitzkrieg Boys. I am also-"

"The most wonderful, caring, lovable person anyone could ever have, and the best boyfriend anyone could ever dream of," Miguel finished, taking both of Kai's hands in his. He stared deeply into the shocked violet orbs that had captured his heart at first glance. "Kai, I don't care what other people think. I have spent the last two weeks with you, getting to know you - the real you. So, why should I believe what other people say? The Kai Hiwatari I know is the one that I spend time with; the one I care about, and he's not going to change because someone says he is a completely different person."

Kai bit his lip, tears threatening to fall. He couldn't cry. Not in front of Miguel. He swore he never would cry in front of anyone, but Miguel wasn't just anyone, was he?

The phoenix moved forward and wrapped his arms around the gargoyle's neck in a tight hug. "Thank you," he whispered, burying his face in the crook of the blonde's neck.

Miguel held his boyfriend for a while until he calmed down, not once trying to move away. All he did was rub circles all over Kai's back, soothing the teen. When they parted, the Russian wiped a red eye with the back of his hand and gave a true smile.

Miguel returned the gesture. "So, you never answered my question."

Kai laughed a bit before kissing his boyfriend full on the lips, devouring, before bulling away again.

The gargoyle chuckled. "I take that as a yes."

Together, hand in hand once again, they strode up to the dojo doorway, reaching the door just as it opened and revealed three angry faces.

"You two have some explaining to do," Tyson pointed, Tala and Claude nodding beside him.

'Uh oh,' Kai and Miguel thought, eyes wide. 'How did they find out?'

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Highlights for Chapter Five

Uh oh, the others have found out about Kai and Miguel's relationship before they even got a chance to explain. It's a matter of explanations in the last chapter, but Tyson has something else up his sleeve. Will the questions he asks Miguel finally crack our blonde Spaniard? Or will Kai have something to say?

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Well, I've saved you all the trouble of trying to kill me for leaving you on a cliffhanger. So, go ahead and read the last chapter. There's also a surprise for those who haven't read the summary of this fic. ^^

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