Reintroduction
Kenny wasn't in the door five minutes before a small bundle of fur pounced on him causing him to fall flat on his rump. "Tala, Help! I'm being attacked!" But it wasn't his red headed friend that saved him from the slobbering tongue of the little dog, it was Spencer. The large blonde picked up the squirming figure and helped Kenny back to his feet in one swift movement. "What is that?"
The brunette asked wiping the drool off his face with his red satin kerchief. Spencer laughed, deep and throaty at the sound of Kenny's voice.
"This is Hero. He's the dog that Ian and Brian got me for my birthday last month." Spencer said as he let the little ball of fur run circles around the newcomer. "Come on, Tala's not back from work yet and the other two took off shortly after to go for a walk in the park so I have the liberty of taking you to your new room." Kenny gapped at the older man. For the first time since he'd known the Russian, he spoke more than two words- all he ever heard him say was a snide remark here and there about something that annoyed him. Never in his life did Kenny ever think that Spencer could care for a pet- in fact, that thought had never crossed his mind at all- lest alone anything that had a heartbeat.
"Happy belated, Spence." Kenny said without thinking. Then "Do you mind that I call you that? If you do then I'll stop right away." Spencer laughed again.
"No, I like it. Spence. It has that 'high and mighty' ring to it. Thanks for the nickname, Ken. Mind?"
"Not at all. Know something? You can call Tyson anything but late for supper because that's the only time he's actually on time." Kenny replied matter-of-factly and both man cracked up at the joke. Hero just sat there on the birch wood floors with his little head tipped to one side in confusion one of his sharp teeth protruding from his lower jaw. "If you don't mind me asking, what did Tala get you for your birthday?"
"A new wardrobe. He told me to leave the house and not come back until he called for me. Put me up in a right nice hotel across town, too." Kenny mouthed the word 'wow' as Spencer opened his room door. In the center of the room was a queen sized bed, two side tables- a lamp on each one. To the left was a walkâin closet full of the clothes he'd bought the day before and a stand up mirror. To the right lay a dresser, dressing table with another mirror- which held a series of hygiene products- and a computer desk complete with the entire ensemble. "Like? Ian and I designed it for you. He's leaving in two days to go to Japan."
"Japan?"
"Yeah, he got accepted to go to the top art institution there. He's really psyched about it. Even wants to join Kai's company to do some bey dish and blade designs for him."
"Sounds like fun for him. I think that Kai could use someone like Ian on his designer team. So far all he's got is a bunch of people who think they know it all and never listen to their supervisor- me- about anything."
"Idiots."
"I'll say." Kenny said as he fell back onto the bed. "Ah-h-h-h-h, I've always wanted to do that."
"I do that every night." Spencer said as he sat next to Kenny. "Ken? I don't know how to thank you."
"For what? All I did was come for a visit and to listen to Tala's story." Spencer nodded.
"Exactly." Came the blunt reply. "No one's ever made him that happy before. He was actually whistling when he was in the shower this morning. Tala never whistles like that. And we didn't have to fight with him this morning to get up." Spencer shut his mouth when a shadow fell across the floor. He knew that he'd said more than he should have and bent to pick up Hero off the floor so he could make his exit. "Sorry." He mumbled as he passed Tala in the doorway. "I didn't mean to say that much."
Tala stopped him by putting his free hand on his friends shoulder. "Don't be. I was meaning to tell him about my dreams anyway, you only started it for me so now all I have to do is elaborate on the subject when the time comes." Spencer gave a small, forced smile. He knew now that Kenny's presence in the house would be a definite blessing for everyone in it. "Want to play Old Bitch with us downstairs, Kenny? Spencer likes to cheat when it's only the two of us." Kenny gave a short laugh and tried to dodge the large Russian as he lunged for the bed. Spencer soon found out that his weakest point was his ribs in a tickle war as the tiny pup ran around jumping at the bed; barking for a piece of the fun. Tala found it hard to resist and soon an all-out tickle war ensued.
"Mind if we join in?"
"Yeah, that looks like fun. Is it Torture Kenny Day already? I thought that was tomorrow, Brian?"
The trio looked at the door towards the other two boys. Kenny reached his hand up and grabbed a hold of a pillow and started to whack Spencer with it.
"Help!" Was the desperate plea as Tala tumbled off the bed; nearly sitting on poor little Hero. "Desperate dog attacking me.... Must kill Ian....with pillow." Tala stumbled over the dog and grabbed a pillow from the bed before lunging after a squealing Ian. Something soft hit Brian in the chest and he ducked as another cushion found its way towards his head.
"HEY! You're supposed to be attacking Kenny, not me!" Spencer laughed lightheartedly with an evil gleam to his eyes.
"You're the one who asked to join in, as I recall. Kenny, is that how you remember it?" The brunette nodded, a wide grin on his face, and they both attacked Brian with pillows. "Pin 'em, Ken! I'll show you how to get him to laugh out loud pretty quickly."
Tala looked across the table at the others. Kenny was playing his cards close to his chest and so were Brian and Spencer. Ian just sat on the corner of the playing table, Hero in hand, as he watched the older men play Queens- or in Tala's words: Old Bitch. The scenario with the pillows an hour ago was still fresh on everyone's minds as Brian took his turn. He picked a card off the deck and twisted his face into a scowl. "Wouldn't leave my face like that, Bri. The wind might change."
"Can it, Ivanov." Brian replied as he put a seven on top of the face up deck. Spencer saw this as his chance and moved to pick up the deck off the table. Kenny watched in amazement as his friend put down a set of queens with a duce, sevens, aces, threes, and fives. "God damn it, Spencer! You held out again!" The lavender haired man growled as Spencer put his last card on top of the face up deck.
"No I didn't. I was only waiting to see if Kenny would hand one of you something useable. And I didn't cheat, Ian. I won this round fair and square." Kenny nodded.
"Yes, that may be true, Spencer. But how do you explain the card up your sleeve? You know the one you picked off the deck third turn around?" Spencer turned red as the rest of the gang busted out laughing.
"..."
"How'd you figure that one out, Kenny?" Kenny put his cards in with the others before shuffling them. He gave Tala a sideways glance and a knowing smile.
"The same way I know that you stuffed one up your sleeve. Left arm, I do believe that that was where you put it, Tala." There was only one comparison the three other males at the table could make: Tala had just gone three shades redder than his hair- if that was ever possible.
"Hehe, I see someone was watching as well as playing." Ian said suddenly. "If you guys had been watching each other instead of being so bent on the game at hand, you might have noticed that Kenny was leading you on a leash. I caught a glimpse at his cards and he really didn't have anything too great you see, so he tried to defecate by acting like he had game." Four pairs of eyes looked at the youngest one there. One, two, three. Ian counted the seconds before Brian said something.
"Well, I'm not sure about you fellas but I'm pretty beat out. I think I'll go to bed now so I can be up early to drive Ian to the airport." Brian said with a fake yawn and a stretch. "Early rise, Ian. Hey, Spencer, are you coming? We're both taking him tomorrow, da?" Taking the hint Spencer rose from his chair and turned to Ian, but there was nothing but empty air and an overturned stool. Brian rolled his eyes and gave chase as Ian ran down he hall and into the nearest room; fumbling with the lock. Spencer, Tala, and Kenny hadn't moved until Brian screamed out for the larger Russian's help. Kenny looked to Tala who a smirk on his face.
"Tala, their not going to...to rape him are they?" Kenny asked in a whisper as his eyes dragged over Tala's facial features; drinking in every curve of the perfectly smooth flesh. That's when he noticed the dimple on the other mans cheeks. They were barely visible- unless you were really looking- but they were there, nestled into the corners near his mouth. So near to the luscious, mouth-watering lips that he just..... 'Bad thoughts! Bad thoughts!' Kenny thought to himself as he squeezed his eyes shut.
"Believe it or not, Ian actually enjoys what they do to him. Not rape, exactly. I mean, how can someone rape the willing?"
"Oh..." The explanation intrigued the brunette. Suddenly, a ball of fur barreled into Kenny's chair. "HERO!" He exclaimed in time to meet the floors. Tala laughed as he shooed the dog away and bent to help his friend up. Without thinking, Kenny pulled Tala down onto him and pressed his lips to the Russian's in a heated, passion-filled kiss. Tala moaned against him, but then the feeling was lost as the older pushed himself off the floor.
"Not here." Kenny heard Tala say in a gruff voice as he was hauled to his feet. "Not yet." There was no way he was going to take advantage of the lithe brunette before Kenny was sure of how he felt. After all, he had been practically forced to come to Russia against his will and all because Tala wrote him that letter. He needed to be sure that this was what Kenny wanted before he took it all away. Innocence lost was truly hard to regain.
Well, how was it? Should there be a lemon between them? I think I know someone who would be very happy for it. I wonder if she wants to write it? Hint, hint.
Thank you to:
Rimneral Ausagui: Everyone's having fun! Yes they are. Yes, Ian is very smart. But that's because of Brian and Spencer; they won't leave him alone.
B. Tiamat Atardecer: Sorry for not thanking you sooner, I've been busy. And the party's just getting started.
