Chapter 2

Move to that beat baby!

Here is another chapter, it may seem boring at the beginning, but bear with it ok! If you loved Kai you would honour him by reading the whole thing. And please don't flame me for making Kai lonely, I just think he is…..I think if he really was real he would be extremely lonely……….but that's my opinion.

Disclaimer: I do not own be blade or the characters. Um………..yeah………..there we go……can I go now?

The house was silent as I arrived back from work. There was no one to great me as I walked through the door, put my coat on the stand and moved into the living room. No one to ask me about my day or if I was doing ok. No one at all. It was the same every week.

Could I say my life was a living hell?

To some people my life would have been a beautiful gift, they would stare at me as if I was completely mad and tell me that I should have been glad to receive such a wonderful life. Ha, maybe I was mad. I had so much money it was coming out of my ears. The mansion I owned but never really stayed in was so huge it could hold hundreds of people, I could have had parties night after night, surrounded by gorgeous girls and rich aristocrats. I owned a huge company that created new and expensive toothpaste. I went out clubbing almost every night and met someone different to have a little bit of fun with every week. I was told day in and day out that I should have been a model, with my looks I could have been on the front of every magazine going. Alas, none of that I really wanted.

I was lonely. My heart ached for something deep down.

You may ask how I could have been lonely with so many girls at my beck and call, all I had to do was grab my mobile and ring any number of them. How could someone like me ever be lonely? But I didn't mean just sex, I needed something far more than that, something that was both magnificent and frightening. I needed something that would make my breath catch in my throat when I thought about it, or made me shiver with anticipation, something that enthralled me so much it could even give the illusion of being in love. Something like that may have seemed impossible, but I knew that there was a space in my heart that craved to be filled, that that was the only thing I had ever wanted.

Tonight was the night for me to hit the streets again. Searching for a night club that would take my fancy, searching for another girl that would warm my bed. It was as if I was on the prowl like an animal waiting for the right victim.

Like a routine that I did every night, I washed in my favourite bath gel, musk. Musk was the sent to send people sex crazy. I dried and styled my hair so the bangs shaded my eyes slightly, I wore make-up on the sides of my face, the shapes of shark fins, they reminded me of upside down teeth. I pulled on my black leathers and a open black shirt, they felt so good against my skin.

My motorbike was waiting outside. I've always thought they were the sexiest ways to travel.

I started up the engine and it purred into life underneath me. Its leather seat smelt good however many times I smelt it, it was like a very gritty perfume.

I left the house around midnight, my favourite hour.

I roared down the street, the wind swept my hair back and I felt the exhilarating thrill that such a ride gave me, all the while searching for a club that I had not yet entered.

The club that I did finally decide to choose was not a very well known one, it was small and run down but played very good music and often held many beauties within. It was one I had been to before, but it was by far the most reliable for very cute women. When I stood outside however I found that there was no line at all. Steven, who was the door man was letter anyone enter. I didn't want to question this, the more the merrier and the more girls that would be inside!

I nodded to him a quick acknowledgment, funnily enough he did not return it, he just beckoned me inside as if he didn't know who I was. I shook my head. What did I care?

The music was louder than usual. There were far more people. There was a strange feeling all around.

I could not quite place it but it was as if something……….unnatural……… was there. It did not feel like the simple passion fuelled club it usually was.

Hay, but why should I have even thought about it any longer, the thing that I felt almost made my blood boil with a strange excitement? If it had that wonderful effect on me who was I to question it?

I moved through to the dance floor, weaving in and out of the people occasionally stopping to dance with a few, only the really good looking ones though.

I reached the bar and was instantly served by a very ugly women…….maybe even man……she looked at my form sitting at the bar, then she smiled (in what I thought she thought was a seductive way) showing all of its crooked teeth, yellow bent and out of shape.

"I want a vodka, make sure it has ice" I stated coldly. She looked at me again and twisted her body back towards the drinks. I turned in my seat and rested my elbows against the bar watching the mass of bodies moving to the slow, rhythmic music. The drink arrived but I did not thank her, I didn't want to have to look at her hideous face either. I sipped at the alcohol and wondered if I should have gotten rat arsed! Being drunk was always a brilliant way of drowning out feelings, it even substituted for my loneliness. All I had to do was drink as many as I could and then find a girl. I laughed harshly and downed my drink then called to the barwomen for another one.

I scanned the room for someone who was good looking, sluttish but not necessarily free. For some reason I wanted a fight, maybe take my loneliness and change it into anger. That was another way to release the pain, to find ways to change it into other emotions. I downed the second drink and found my spirit was lightening. I was feeling better. It always happened under the influence of alcohol.

I moved my body to the beat rocking and grinding my hips, I was squeezed up to some random people in the centre of the dance floor. There hands were down my back and holding onto my arse, at that point I didn't really care if they were male of female, just as long as I had a good time.

Everything was blazing.

Loud music…

Bright lights…

It was like magic.

I started to get very dizzy after a while of throwing myself into peoples arms. My world was spinning, I left the floor and headed towards the bar where I sat in the safety of the a bar chair.

My head was swimming and I let out a groan. I needed another drink. I beckoned the bartender and asked for another vodka. She looked at me curiously and said "I think you've had enough tonight already love".

" I am not drunk you stupid women I just feel light headed from dancing too much, now get me my drink, now" I answered hitting my fist on the bar top. People looked at me and laughed muttering low 'he's drunk' into their partners ears. I ignored their comments and glared at the bartender. she nodded when she saw my look and sauntered off towards the vodka bottles.

I returned to my slouched position and stared once again at the sea of moving bodies. The music changed to a slow seductive rumble. Some people were too tired to go on and ambled over towards the bar, and towards me.

A rather beautiful women with red, curly hair smiled at me and battered her eyelashes in my direction, I turned on my charm and beckoned her to come over.

"hello sweet cheeks, are you her alone?" I asked pulling her onto my lap.

She put her slim, milk white arms around my neck and pushed her face closer to mine. "that depends"

"on what?"

"on if you're the one I'm here with" she purred into my ear. My hands that were resting on her leg drifted around her back so that I could massage just above the tail bone. I found that this drove women crazy. She shifted on top of me and pulled herself closer.

"would you like to leave with me tonight?" I asked in a low whisper.

"hmmmm, maybe I should think about it" she replied in mock hesitation. "hmmm, I've thought about it long and hard" she pushed her hand between my legs and ran up towards my manhood, rubbing over my leather "that's my answer"

"I'll take that as a yes then" I said and grinned in a seductive manner.

"do you want to dance?"

"I would love to"

We left the bar just as my drink arrived. Who gave a shit really? I had another bitch, maybe this one would satisfy me more than the last.

We pounded our bodies and pumped against each other, along with others who were completely dissolved in the waves of music. The lights brightened and everyone raised there arms. More people came onto the dance floor and crammed themselves in.

The heat was rising, the lights were changing to red and it was time…… for the 2 o'clock fever!

There we go, it's not amazing, but it goes onto the next chapter!

Love you all, please continue reading!