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Into the void
Chapter 9
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Kai´s POV
"I don´t do relationships", I stated bluntly, giving her a searching look.
I wasn´t sure what to expect from her; and although I had predicted that she would sooner or later expect me to define our relationship I hadn´t really given it much thought. From my perspective it was perfect the way it was now. No talk of any real commitment, great sex…..It was all I needed and more.
"Why….why not?" She asked, looking at me with a sad, pouty face.
She looked cute, even with sex-hair and swollen lips. In fact she looked delicious. I still couldn´t quite decide why I felt so drawn towards her, why I wanted her. And, furthermore what exactly it was I wanted from her. Perhaps that was part of the problem. I didn´t necessarily feel bad about the way I was treating her, but I didn´t want to hurt her either. What a fucking mess. Grandfather would not be pleased. Of course he resented any activity that could somehow interfere with my training, but then again he wasn´t here…..so fuck him!
"It is not my thing", I simply responded, shrugging.
"Oh", she said in a low voice, shuffling her feet uncomfortably.
She had pulled the duvet up to her chin, and I caught the troubled look in her eyes when she awkwardly started picking up her clothes. Shit! What had I done now? Whatever it was she was displeased, and I was too happy with our arrangement to destroy it over something this ridiculous. I sat up, studying her closely as she bent down to pic up her skirt. There was something about her that had a very sexual vibe to it.
"Come here", I purred, catching her eyes.
She looked like a deer in the headlights.
"I….okay", she mumbled, padding over on light feet.
She sat down next to me, all tense and bothered, face flushed and with her hands knotted in her lap. I almost felt sorry for her. Almost.
"I…could perhaps make an exception", I offered, taking in her expression with mixed emotions.
She went from sad-faced and unsure to super happy in the course of a second, and I exploited her sudden change of demeanour to start round two underneath the sheets. Despite myself the concept of a relationship wasn´t so bad; so long as I called the shots.
I drove her home, promising to pick her up for the airport the next morning, and that was that.
Hn, whoever claimed women were impossible to please was wrong. Hillary seemed happy enough, and apart from fucking I hadn´t really promised her anything. I smirked. Hillary, Hillary, Hillary, you really have no idea what you are in for.
The next day was relatively uneventful. We met up at the airport, me and Hillary later than the others, who had been forced to endure a reprimand from Mr. D. Tyson looked particularly crestfallen, and after mumbling a half-hearted apology to Hillary, he found his seat inside the plane, sullenly munching away at a half rotten apple. Not that I was bothered.
My darker self was delighted at the prospect of Tyson having a fall out with Mr. D, and as for the others I was simply indifferent. I had claimed the seat next to Hillary, some random man being seated next to me while Rey was stuck with Max, Tyson and Kenny. As per usual the seating arrangement had been an interesting matter, seeing as no one wanted to sit next to Tyson in case he would puke all over the place like last time. Can´t say I blamed them.
I eyed Hillary speculatively from the corner of my eyes, wondering about the relationship thing. It was new to me; something I couldn´t quite grasp the essence of. Sure, it had its advantages, but I still hadn´t decided wheatear or not I could do the whole faithful to one girl thing. Correction, I probably could, however the question remained; did I want to? Hillary shifted next to me, and I studied her closely, before double checking that the man next to me was not looking. Yeah, sure thing, he was asleep, mouth hanging open.
I leaned in close, blowing gently at her ear.
"Hillary", I said huskily, voice hoarse.
She went completely rigid, goosebumps rising on her arms.
"Ye…yes Kai?"
I smirked.
She was fidgeting, shuffling her feet uncomfortably. I leaned in close, inhaling her scent running my nose up the nape of her neck. Fuck! I really wanted her…..now. She made a small yelp when I slid one arm around her slender shoulders, shuddering as I absently started playing with the strap of her bra.
"Kai! We…we are on a plane!" She hissed, trying but failing miserably at sounding in control.
"Your point being?".
That shut her up.
The guy next to me gurgled in his sleep, a loud snore erupting. I chose to ignore him, carefully sliding my hand up and down Hillary´s back, enjoying the feel of smooth, silky skin. That was when she did the unthinkable; with a pleased sigh she simply leaned in, resting her head against my chest like it was the most normal thing in the world. I froze, confused. Wha…what?
It was….strange, but not unpleasantly so. Just different. What threw me was that it had nothing to do with sex. After all this was my main motivation for even considering starting some kind of relationship. I touched her hair, noticing how her breathing was gradually slowing. She was feeling more at ease in my presence, and I wasn´t quite sure what to make of it.
I spent the rest of the flight brooding, watching her sleep more or less in my lap. When the plane touched down in New York she woke up, clearly mortified. She was blushing madly, biting her lip and anxiously fiddling with her purse. Fuck it Hillary, you have to stop doing that! I gave her a look.
"What?"
"Do you want me to fuck you here, on the plane?"
We looked at each other, she visibly paled. I smirked. A couple of the other passengers looked our way, open-mouthed. Well, fuck them, not my problem. I strolled past them, unfazed with an embarrassed Hillary trailing along behind me. She shook her head, and Max looked questioningly at us.
He had been off his game ever since we returned from Asia, acting all nervous and tense whenever the subject of the American tournament came up. I could vaguely recall Rey mentioning something about his mother mentoring a competing team. This alone represented a number of interesting possibilities, and most of them involved problems for the Bladebreakers. I would have to keep an eye on him I decided, just in case.
We got our luggage, before wandering out to the BBA bus. Max was getting more exited by the second, and sure enough, a blond woman was waiting by the bus, smiling when she spotted us.
"Mum!" Max exclaimed, running towards her with flailing arms.
A looked of distaste flashed in her eyes as he threw himself around her neck, and she forced a smile. I immediately took a dislike to her. Something about the way she regarded Max, almost as if he was inferior, even though he was her son, rubbed me the wrong way. She eyed the others much the same, but froze when we locked eyes. I was taller than her, and as always my ragged good looks attracted unwanted attention. She looked curious, and I flashed her a cool, withering look.
"Hello Max´s mum", Tyson said stupidly, sporting a goofy grin.
She smiled tolerantly at him.
"You must be Tyson", she said.
No kidding.
Rey, Kenny and Hillary introduced themselves properly, and I couldn´t help but think that Hillary looked incredibly tempting. She was wearing one of those short skirts again, and I felt a certain part of my body stiffen. Judy, Max´s mum, looked expectantly at me, her hand outstretched. I chose not to take it.
"You are Kai Hiwatari, the team captain?" she questioned, smiling.
"Hn"
It was one of the dubious ones, the ones Hillary feared above all else.
Judy seemed to sense this because she nodded, lowering her hand again. Tyson looked vaguely impressed over my apparent rudeness, and after giving Max a hug Judy left, her long, cream coat flowing out behind her.
"Max! Your mum is like….hot!" Tyson exclaimed, looking completely awestruck.
Kenny and Rey both grinned in confirmation, while Max looked offended. I can´t say that I blamed him, although I´d admit that she wasn´t bad looking. Then again I had always preferred brunettes.
"Jeez Tyson….seriously, that is disgusting!"
"But she is still hot!"
Max looked at him, mortified.
"Gahhhhh…its my mum we are talking about here!"
"Yeah, well, I sure wouldn´t mind….."
"Tyson! You pig!"
Rey snickered, exchanging glances with Kenny, of all people. Well, well, well, who knew he liked the older women. While in China Tyson had mentioned something about finding gay porn on his computer, to Rey and Max´s obvious amusement. Poor Kenny.
"So Kai, what do you think?" Rey asked.
"Yeah Kai, what do you think?" Tyson echoed obnoxiously.
I spared him a death glare, smirking at Hillary.
"Hillary is hotter".
They all looked at me like I was crazy, and I raised an unimpressed eyebrow as Tyson opened and closed his mouth a few times. Rey gave me a salute, grinning. With that the bus driver started honking, and I found my seat at the back, one arm resting at the back of the seat next to me in an invitation. Hillary took it, of course, still blushing, her hands resting shyly in her lap. They were small and delicate, and they awoke all kinds of inappropriate thoughts; along with those pouty, pink lips of course.
She sent me a sidelong glance, clearly debating wheatear or not it was safe talking to me.
"Did you mean that?" She finally wondered.
"What you said?"
"Yes", I said easily.
"Oh"
She seemed slightly taken aback by my response, although I could tell that she was pleased. I leaned closer, our noses touching. Man, I couldn´t wait till we arrived at the hotel.
"You better not be having sex on this bus Kai!" Tyson shouted from the front, ruining the moment completely.
They were all looking at us, peering over the edge of their seats like naughty little school children. I contemplated going over there to kick their sorry asses, but with Hillary more or less in my lap I settled on a venomous glare.
"Or else?" I questioned, voice dangerously smooth.
"Well, for starters…it is disgusting, and besides it is not like…"
Fine, he would have his way. I placed my hands on Hillary´s hips, moving her so that she was straddling me. The alarmed look in her eyes was priceless, but not at pleasing as Tyson´s; it looked as if his eyes were about to fall out as I gave Hillary a lingering kiss, sliding my hands up her back.
"Tha…that it so disgusting!" Tyson shouted, although I could tell from his flushed face that he was thinking something entirely different. And that, was disgusting.
"Shut up Tyson, I am busy".
Hillary´s shoulders were shaking with suppressed laughter as she hid her face in my chest. Rey, Max and Kenny were guaffing loudly in the front, while Tyson squatted in his seat, staring gloomily at me.
"Jeez, come on guys, its not funny. You are supposed to be on my side!"
"Tyson, you have the hots for my mum!"
That started another round of laughter and I closed my eyes in mild irritation. Things needed to get more serious. The look I gave Hillary when we finally arrived at the hotel said enough. No way was she having her own room this time, no way. She swallowed nervously, following as I carried her bags into my room, no discussion.
I closed the door behind us, slowly turning to look at her….