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Chapter 10:

Angel with an Attitude

"Hiro?" Kai breathes, his heart starting to race painfully in his chest as he stares unblinking at the male before him. He couldn't quite believe what he is seeing. It's been four years and yet Hiro is as handsome, sexy and alluring as ever. His skin holds a golden brown tan, the muscles in his arms tone and taut and his posture still holds this arrogant stance to it.

And his scent...still as knee-trembling as ever.

"Hey, Kai," he replies as a small, charming smile appears on his lips.

Suddenly, a surge of anger takes hold of Kai and without a moment's hesitation or thought; he moves forward and abruptly slaps Hiro right across the face, the force of the blow causing Hiro to whip his head to the side.

After four goddamn years of not knowing where the hell is was or whether or not he was alive, all he can say is 'hey'?

That asshole!

"Don't you 'hey' me," Kai tells him as he stumbles backwards, tears beginning to well in the corners of his eyes. He knows that isn't the type of welcome Hiro had been expecting, but he doesn't care. All he can think of is how dare the wayward young man in front of him miss out on so much of his son's life?

"I probably deserved that," he mutters as he holds his cheek with his hand, a somewhat sad smile on his lips as he turns to face him.

Kai finds himself unable to respond, still staring at him with wide eyes. A part of him wants to so desperately fall back into those strong arms and forget about all the fear and hurt he's been through. He wants to cry into his chest while beating the shit out of him with his hands. But his pride won't let him. He doesn't want the arrogantly handsome coach to see how much he has affected him, how much he still desires him even after everything he's done to him.

"Papa!" a cheerful voice rings out and immediately causes Kai to harden his resolve. There is no way he is going to let Hiro hurt Toshiro, as he is most certain the older male is going to leave them all again in a couple of days, on yet another great adventure.

There is no way he wants to see the look of hurt and confusion on Toshiro's face when Hiro disappears from his life just as suddenly as he came.

He just knows he will leave again, it's in Hiro's nature; he can't stay in one spot for too long or he feels trapped and lifeless.

"Papa!" Toshiro calls out again and quickly appears by Kai's side, tugging happily on his arm. "Uncle Ray says he'll eat all the food if you don't come back."

"Ok," Kai says softly, still staring at Hiro, unable to take his eyes off of him.

Suddenly, Hiro looks down at the small blue hair and red eyed boy that now has his arms around Kai's legs in a hug and furrows his brow in confusion. "Papa?" he whispers to himself, a small underlying of jealousy and annoyance in his tone.

"What's with the kid?" he asks quite bluntly, turning his attention back onto Kai, his brow set in a furrowed look.

The kid? Oh, he did not just call his own son 'kid'. If he has that kind of reaction to the little one, what would he say if he knew the truth?

"This kid has a name," Kai hisses at him as he clenches his hands into fists by his sides, resisting the urge to slap him across the face again. "It's Toshiro and his is my son. And don't you dare refer to him as kid ever again. You got that?"

Hiro physically reels back in shock at the venom in Kai's voice and the glaring hatred in his eyes. "Jeez, what crawled up your ass and died?" he asks him, his posture and tone immediately becoming defensive.

"What's all the noise?" Tyson asks as he sleepily steps out of his room, running his fingers through his messy head of bed hair. He suddenly squints at Kai and then at their new visitor and his eyes immediately widens.

"Hiro?!" he practically splutters in disbelief.

The sound of Tyson's exclamation quickly brings on the sound of other footsteps coming closer and soon all the occupants in the dojo are pressing themselves into the hallway, they too wearing expression that are a mixture of disbelief, surprise and relief.

Amongst the noise, Kai feels a light tug on his clothes and he looks down, gazing into the eyes of his precious son who in turn is looking up at him, his head tilting cutely in the side with confusion on his face.

"Papa?" he says and points toward Hiro, who is now the centre of attention. "Who's that?"

"...Just someone," Kai finds himself saying, swallowing the lump in his throat.

Wanting to get his rapidly beating heart back to normal, Kai abruptly picks Toshiro up in his arms and pushes his way through the group as they welcome Hiro back into their lives. The tears are now beginning to form more readily and now casting trails down his cheeks. He is sure he can feel stares of concern at the back of his head, but he ignores them, too caught up in the whirlwind of emotions he is currently feeling.

He isn't sure what the tears are from. Were they angry tears, relieved tears, bitter tears or sad tears? He doesn't know. All he does know is that he just wants to cry and hit something.

Balancing Toshiro on his hip, Kai carries him into his bedroom and begins to rummage through his clothing, looking for a set for him to wear today as his thoughts sudden veer off to a different thought pattern completely. He's not entirely ready to deal with Hiro's sudden appearance just yet, so he falls into this defensive, automatic state and tries to distract himself.

Besides, he's really busy at the moment. He has to give the little one something to eat and then take him to the park; he promised him he would, so he doesn't have time to deal with Hiro at the moment.

And Toshiro is far more important than his reunion with the man he slept with four years ago, who he still has dreams about, who still makes his heart race at the sound of his voice, who-

"What's wrong, papa?"

The sound of concern in Toshiro's voice pulls Kai out of his thought and quickly releases that the tears are still cascading down his cheeks. He gazes at his son, who is no longer looking up at him with his usual bright smile and shinning eyes, but with a face creased with a frown of concern.

Biting his lip, Kai pulls Toshiro in for a hug, the little one clinging to him, reluctant to let him go as he tries to set him on his feet, on the floor.

"I'm alright," he tells him softly, kneeling on the floor in front of his son as he casually wipes his tears away with the heel of his hand, his other hand lingering on his son's shoulder. "That man, his names is Hiro and he's an old friend of mine. He's been missing for a few years, that's all."

"Oh," Toshiro says as he tilts his head to the side again, his big ruby red eyes blinking cutely at him. "Is he another uncle?"

Kai hesitates in answering that question. Since the time Toshiro has been born and been able to understand what he is saying, he has told him that he is very special, that he has two fathers instead of one, and that his dad was an adventurer. But, what can he tell him now?

He won't tell Toshiro Hiro is his father until he is certain of what Hiro's plans are. Is he just going to leave again?

"...Not exactly," he finds himself muttering, not wanting to lie to his own son, but also not wanting to confuse him more than he already is. "But he is a friend."

Kai can't believe he just said that, then again, he still can't believe he's in love with the arrogant older man. After everything that has happened and the way two very wonderful men are trying to woo him with their patience and fondness for Toshiro, he still longs for the man who left him after one night of passion.

He must be really messed up in the head.

"Kay, I'll call him Mr. Hiro!" Toshiro says cheerfully, happy with himself for coming up with such a cool name for his new friend.

A sad smile appears on Kai's lips and he nods his head. He knows he should tell Toshiro the truth, but he can't bear to see his son hurt by the same man that unintentionally hurt him.

"Now, let's get changed and have some breakfast before we go to the park, ok?" Kai suggests as he finds the strength to climb to his feet, his smile turning into a sincere warmth when Toshiro gives a bright cheer, quickly returning to his bubbly self and tugs on his arm impatiently for Kai to help him get dressed.

Dressing his son is always a welcome distraction for Kai as the little one hates to sits still and is always jumping about with full energy, even as a baby he couldn't stop wriggling while he was trying to change his diaper.

Finally getting the bundle of energy into some clothes, Kai takes a moment to draw in a deep breath before stepping out into the hallway, immediately finding himself the object of the ever fatherly Bruce's concern.

Of course. After his dramatic exit, everyone must be worried about him. They're probably unsure whether Hiro knows about Toshiro being his son or not.

"Toshiro," Kai says as he looks down at the child holding his hand, not wanting him to hear his impending conversation with his grandfather. "Why don't you run off into the kitchen and wait for me? Papa needs to get dressed as well."

Another bright smile and a cheerful 'Kay' follows before Toshiro lets go of his hand and quickly races off towards the kitchen where he can hear voices chatting amongst themselves. He also appears rather eager to meet papa's new friend.

Kai watches him leave before turning back to Bruce, who he notices is hesitant to ask him about his well-being. "I'm fine," he tells him quickly as he heads towards his own room, Bruce a few steps behind him.

"Are you going to tell him?" Bruce asks softly and Kai immediately knows he's asking about Hiro.

Kai pauses for a moment before shaking his head. "No," he says bluntly, not needing to turn around to know that Bruce's eyes just softened into a look of disappointment and sadness.

"Kai…"

"I don't want Hiro to be Toshiro's father because he has to," Kai explains as he turns to face the older man. "I want Hiro to want to be his father. Don't you see, if you doesn't like him just because he doesn't know of his parentage, then why kind of father would he be?"

Bruce sighs sadly, seemingly realizing that he has a point. "Kai…"

"I'm going to get dressed and finish up breakfast now," Kai says as he gives him a short bow and excuses himself as he steps into his room. "Excuse me."

He then closes the door on Bruce still gazing at him in concern and slumps against the door, suddenly feeling lethargic and weary, lingering there for a few moments before pushing away and walking over to his bed. He somehow manages to find a set of clothing to slip on in his state of mental and emotional exhaustion, opting for a pair of short and a loose t-shirt.

He then abruptly sits down on the covers of his bed and pulls his legs up to his chest, wrapping his arms around them in self-comfort.

"I don't know what to do," he whispers to himself, blinking back tears of frustration that once again begin to form in his eyes.

A soft knock at the door gains Kai's attention and he uncurl his legs as he hastily rubs at his eyes. "Who is it?" he asks, somehow managing to keep his voice from shaking.

However, he quickly stiffens when he hears the deep, husky voice of one Hiro Granger, one that still causes shivers to race down his spine. "Kai?"

"What do you want?" Kai asks stiffly when the door to his bedroom opens and Hiro steps him, giving him a 'kicked puppy' expression as he closes the door behind him.

"I know you're mad at me," he says with an understanding tone in his voice. "Tyson informed me-"

Kai immediately takes to his feet, his heart about to leap out of his chest. "What did he tell you?" he quickly interrupts him, praying that Tyson didn't tell him about his pregnancy, bio-volt and Toshiro.

Oh God, if he did…

Hiro raises an eyebrow at Kai's reaction, surprised at the defensiveness of his posture. "He just said that you were pissed off at me for leaving abruptly after we spent the night together."

"Heh," Kai says as he covers a sigh of relief with a mocking short laugh. "I'm more than pissed off Hiro."

"I'm really sorry," Hiro says as he falls into an apologetic state, his usually tall and strong posture softening into an expression of guilt and empathy. "I don't regret the night, really, I don't. I just-"

For someone so strong and handsome, he can be so cute at times and if Kai wasn't so stubborn in his resolve, he might have threw his arms around his neck in a hug and tell him he's forgiven.

However, Kai isn't so naïve anymore.

"God dammit, Hiro!" Kai hisses at him, interrupting his seemingly well practiced sorry speech. It's going to take a hell of a lot more than a sorry and some begging to get back on his good side.

And by the wince on Hiro's face, he realizes that as well.

"Four years," Kai continues, holding up four fingers to illustrate the point. "Four god damn years you were gone for. That's a long time, don't you think? We didn't hear a word from you. Yes, I'm mad at you. I have every right to be. Do you honestly expect me to welcome you back with open arms like nothing happened? You left without a word. You used me, bedded me and then disappeared into the night. You didn't even say; so long. Even a handshake with a; 'it's been real' would have been more appropriate!"

Hiro remains silent as Kai breathes heavily before him, appearing as if he's waited years to get that off his chest. Well, technically, he has. "Kai…" he says with a sigh.

"Don't you 'Kai' me," Kai snaps at him, not quite done venting yet, but the anger seems to be slowly dissipating into a sense of fatigue and bitterness. He looks up at Hiro through tear shimmering eyes, a desperate look on his face.

The expression almost breaks Hiro's heart and the guilt in his eyes deepens. What has he done?

"I thought you were dead," Kai whispers as he struggles to remain in control. "Do you have any idea how that feels?"

Silence reigns over the two of them as they gaze into each other's eyes, seeming falling deep within their depths. Suddenly, Hiro takes a step forward and draws an unresponsive Kai into his arms, his mouth immediately coming down to cover his fiercely in a kiss, holding onto him as tightly as he can.

As soon as Hiro's lips touches his, Kai's world goes blank, only the feel of Hiro's mouth covering his and his tongue curling around his in a deeply explorative kiss is all that matters. He finds himself clinging to the older male, running his fingers through his wild blue hair, even though he knows that he shouldn't be allowing Hiro to do this to him.

However, his body betrays his mind, seemingly remembering the way Hiro's touch brings about immediate pleasure. Oh God, how he missed this, how he missed the infuriatingly handsome man.

But dammit, if he thinks he can just waltz into his life and sweep him off his feet again, he's got another thing coming!

"Stop it!" Kai orders as he abruptly pushes himself out of Hiro's arms, breathing heavily from the intense passion of the kiss and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. "I'm not the naïve teenager you bedded four years ago, Hiro. I've grown up. I've changed. And it appears to me that you haven't."

Hiro, having stumbled back from the suddenness of Kai leaving his arms, sends him a look that is a mixture of confusion and annoyance. "You didn't exactly fight back," he points out.

Kai presses his lips into a thin line, knowing with annoyance that he is right, he didn't exactly push him away the moment he took him into his arms. "No, I guess I didn't."

"So," Hiro says as he straightens his posture, a sense of hope appearing in his gaze. "You still have feelings for me?"

A wince appears on Kai's face and inwardly flails for a moment. Curse that man! Even after four years apart, he can still read him like a book!

"I will admit that I have missed you," Kai tells him honestly. "But things are different now. You've missed so much and there is no way I'm letting Toshiro get hurt. As I said before, four years is a long time. Do you have any idea how much you've missed out on?"

A flash of annoyance briefly appears in Hiro's eyes. "You mustn't have been too heartbroken if you slept with some slut and got a son out of the deal."

Kai's own eyes widen in surprise at the accusation before quickly narrowing into his worldly famous glare of death, intensified by his maternal instinct. "How dare you?" he practically snarls at him. "I would never sleep with some random female just to get over you."

A flicker of regret appears on Hiro's face and he subconsciously takes a step back, Kai's reaction quickly reminding him of how much of a mother-hen he could be. Still, the little one's appearance is eating away at his curiosity. "…Who is Toshiro's mother?"

"He doesn't have one," Kai snaps at him, his eyes still narrow with anger. "He never did and he never will."

Hiro's confusion and curiosity only grows at Kai's answer and he furrows his brow further. "What is that suppose to mean?"

"Figure it out for yourself," Kai says stiffly as he moves to step past him. He has to get away from him. He needs to take Toshiro to the park, where, hopefully, the fresh air will do him some good.

"Where are you going?" Hiro asks as he quickly snares Kai's wrist in his larger hand, unintentionally causing goosebumps to form on Kai's skin.

"I'm taking Toshiro to the park," Kai tells him and rips his wrist out of his grip, not turning to face him. It's like he's afraid too, as if he looks into Hiro's pleading eyes a moment longer, he might lose all control and break down into his arms. "Excuse me."

"Look, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said those things, ok?" Hiro says as he follows the inwardly seething young parent through the dojo, the other occupants wisely staying out of their way. "I'm just surprised, that's all. I want to make up for the time I've been away. I want to explore what we had together."

"Yeah, until your next big adventure," Kai accuses as he suddenly stops in his tracks, turning to give Hiro another hard glare. He stares at him for a long moment before sighing deeply and running a hand through his hair, realizing that they had unwilling brought their private argument to the rest of the dojo.

The last thing Kai wants is for his family to feel uncomfortable around him and Hiro. He does not want Hiro's family to give him a cold shoulder because of something he did. Family is important and he refuses to be the one who's ripping them apart.

"Look, for the sake of Toshiro and the others, let's try to keep our fights and accusations to a minimum, ok?" he suggests. "I do not wish to fight in front of Toshiro. And if you had an ounce of honor in that despicable body of yours, you'll agree."

It's ok, they're both grown men, and surely, they can come to some sort of an agreement. Right?

"Kai…"

Whew, long chapter. What? Did you expect Kai to take Hiro back after everything he's done? Not likely. Hiro has to really prove himself in further chapters X3 Who wants to see him squirm?

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