Bickslow transported them back to hidden his office at the parliament building. His brother probably wanted to set something up so they could have days to train without anyone noticing. He looked over the calendar and wondered how it would be possible. His brother's schedule was packed. Every day, he had something going on, whether it was a meeting with Magnus or a guild meeting, sometimes both. Some had recruitment scouting written on them, with other names attached to them, but he couldn't tell if it was the name of the member or the person they were scouting.

"How are we going to find time to train with your schedule?" He really couldn't see a way with all of this. Heck, in less than two weeks it was Lisanna's birthday and there was no way Bickslow would forget that.

"It's doable. You just may need to cut out your partying at night." His brother joked.

He really hadn't thought of training at night. "I don't party."

"Says the boy that has more than one boy after his ass." His brother snarked, grabbing a pen from this desk and sitting down.

"They are not after my ass!" He said pouting as he sat down. Blushing as thought it over. He had never really imagined himself as the bottom anyway.

His brother laughed even louder. "Then they are after your dick then?"

He didn't think that his face could turn any redder. He was wrong. "Like anyone would really be after that."

"So my brother is a top then. I guess that makes sense. You prefer to give a pounding than receiving one." His brother teased.

He covered his ears. "Shut up."

"Oh come on, can't I just tease you from time to time. Besides, I may not get a chance like this again. You're the last person I get to tease about this." His brother said leaning back in his chair.

"What do you mean? You'll be teasing Xenia when she starts bringing guys home." He said annoyed.

His brother's eyes flashed. "No, I don't think there will be any guys in my house."

He gave his brother a confused look. "Why not?"

His brother's face grew dark. "Vik, I was once a young man. I know how they think."

Oh…..poor Xenia would never have a boyfriend when she got older. Her father would rip the suitors apart. Now that he thought about it, he didn't see their parents being too open to someone going after their granddaughter. Heck, he didn't like the idea either. "What if she doesn't bring a guy home?"

To his surprise, his brother chuckled. "I would prefer that to a boy at this point. I would have less to worry about."

He rolled his eyes. "Bickslow, she's a baby. I don't think she is going to be dating anytime soon."

"Trust me, if you ever have kids, you'll realize how fast everything is. It all passes in the blink of an eye." His brother said, flipping through some papers.

"Considering my preferences, I don't see any kids in my future." He said leaning back in his chair.

Bickslow let out a small chuckle. "You never know. Remember how we came to be."

"And that is not offered to the public. No child of mine is going to be grown in a lab like I was." He crossed his arms over his chest, almost growling as he spoke.

"So you want kids then?" Bickslow said laughing.

"As I said, it's not going to happen. Besides that the last thing I want right now." He said annoyed.

"Yeah, Dad and Pops would fall over if you had a kid with Kitt…or was it Edvin?" His brother snorted.

He groaned. "Can we not talk about that right now?"

"Oh, why not?"

He blushed. "Because they don't want to see me. They want nothing to do with me."

"Which one do you like more?" Bickslow said.

He mumbled to himself, mainly because he didn't know the answer anymore. He loved Kitt, but the look of hurt in Edvin's eyes was too much as well. Now that he had had them both. He really couldn't make a decision. "It doesn't matter anyway. Neither of them like me anymore."

"You don't know that. As I said, they just need time to cool down. Then they will be back so you can stick your di…"

He covered his ears. "I'm not hearing this."

Bickslow laughed. "What? I thought you liked scre…"

"LA LA LA! I can't hear you?" He said with his hands clamped over his ears. He refused to continue with this conversation.

He could hear his brother laughing in the background, much to his annoyance. At least someone was enjoying themselves over all of this. He just hoped that his brother was right, but would he truly be happy if lost either of them? No, he wouldn't.

"As much as I would love to tease you some more, we need to set up a date and time for this." His brother laughed.

He looked over the calendar. "I'm up for whatever. Just pick something. You're the one with a schedule."

He watched his brother look over the dates. "Fine than every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday we will meet to train. Bring you A game little brother, you're going to need it."

With that he stood up. He needed to take care of some things. "Got it. Just pick me up when you finish speaking with Knud."

Lisanna giggled to herself as she finished icing a cake she was working on. Xenia was covered with food in her highchair, while Remy and Ivan watched.

"She just keeps getting bigger." Remy said. "Can't she just slow down a bit?"

She laughed again. "Kids tend to grow like weeds."

Ivan had walked up and removed her from the chair. "I think someone needs a bath." The little girl giggled in his arms as he tickled her. They left the room leaving Remy and her alone.

"How have things been with Bickslow? I know he is working a lot." As the former guild master of Raven Tail, he remembered how busy he used to be. But it was nothing compared to what his son did. He never had to deal with the Absolon Prime Minister on an almost daily basis.

"Things are good. We try and find time for each other. It's just a little chaotic, what with the impending war and having a child. His time is focused on the guild. My time is focused on our daughter." She sighed. Sometimes she wished she had her old husband back. Not that she was unhappy in her marriage. She just wanted Bickslow to be home more. She didn't know if she could mother another child and not have him home more often. Bickslow loved their daughter and he would love any child they had, but the lack of time that he had caused him to miss so much. Xenia's first word, her first steps, crawling, laughing, getting messy, and hours of playing. She had all of these memories, but her husband had missed all of those firsts.

"HOLY CRAP!" A yell came from down the hall, where Ivan was at.

Fear gripped her as she and Remy ran towards the bathroom, only to find Ivan pushed against the door.

Her daughter sat in the tub, clapping her hands together. Her red eyes a beautiful shade of purple.

She turned to Remy, who seemed to have tears in his eyes. "She's a shielder." He said in barely a whisper.

The shield faded and Ivan pulled himself off the floor. The baby's eyes returning to normal. "Looks like she got your ability first." Ivan said giving his lover a hug from behind.

She felt her eyes tear up. Here it was happening again. He was missing things again. She wished that someday her husband wouldn't have to miss anything. That this war would be over and they could focus on their family. Then they could all be happy.

"Did you really have to tell him that? We've been searching for hours." Edvin complained.

He growled. "If you're bored, I can continued this by myself."

"And let you have him all to yourself? No way. You fucked up with him. I believe I deserve a shot." The red head said.

He rolled his eyes. "You have a fiancé."

"Yes, but she means nothing to me. You already know this." The red head grabbed the door in front of them and opened it. They had checked everywhere they could think of, except for the place they were headed now. Vik was nowhere to be found. Now he wished he could turn back time, so he could stop him from running off. "How far is this apartment of yours?"

"It's not that far. Like I said, you don't have to go with me." He grumbled.

"Too bad. You're stuck with me." The other boy huffed.

They were lucky that the streets were kind of empty. It was a weekday after all. The citizens had already gone home from work, so everything was quiet. "Tell me, what is it about Vik that you like so much?" He had been wondering his for a long time.

The red head didn't look at him. Instead, ignoring his question. "Nice night we're having."

"Ed, answer the question." He sighed, opening the door to his apartment.

When he didn't answer again, he looked over to find the other boy blushing, well not just blushing. He looked like he was on the verge of tears. "You wouldn't understand."

He watched as the other plopped down on his couch and without thinking, he sat down next to him. "Try me."

"He doesn't treat me like everyone else." Edvin said looking down at the floor.

"What?" He said arching up an eyebrow in confusion.

The other boy sighed. "Everyone expects me to be a politician like my father. My entire life was planned out before I was born. I'm almost 18 and my parents are going on and on about me starting up a campaign for one of the smaller town governments. They want me to go from there to being in Parliament and eventually becoming the Prime Minister myself."

"So you don't want to be those things? What does that have to do with Vik?" He said, placing his hand on the other boy's knee, not realizing what he was doing.

Edvin shook a little, but continued. "Vik never treated me like I had some great big destiny. When we first met, he was fine with making out with me, even though he had no idea who I was. It wasn't until he was forced to meet Cecilia that he distanced himself from me. At the time, I was too young to know what I was feeling. We were just fooling around. We had only met twice, but I felt completely taken in by him. The way he looked at me was as if he was just doing that. Looking at me and only me. Not my father and all of his donors or my mother and her connections. Just me. That's all I wanted. And now I have to spend my life with a girl that I don't like, who does nothing but talk about how she wants to remodel everything for when I'm Prime Minister. That and her clothes. She can talk for days about what she wears and what she wants to wear, which equals out to me being bored and wishing I had been born to a different life with different parents."

He blinked a couple of times. Did Edvin really have it that hard? He had always disliked rich kids because he had to grow up with one. But that girl seemed to like the fact that her family had power. This was rather surprising. "Why haven't you told your parents the truth?"

Edvin looked up at him, it was the first time he had a good look at the other boy. He could see why Vik had found him attractive. It seemed like a sin for those beautiful green eyes too look so sad. "Like they would ever listen. I've tried plenty of times."

He didn't know what was coming over him, but he really wanted to kiss the other boy, but Vik wouldn't like that. Wasn't that the reason they were here? To find Vik. He wasn't supposed to be looking over the other boy and thinking these thoughts. Didn't he tell Vik to only think of him, but now he was doing the opposite.

Another thought whizzed through his mind, only this time it was the three of them. They way Vik dominated, Edvin's submitting, himself in the middle. His face turned red at the very idea. After kissing Vik, he knew he would be submissive to the other. But would he be submissive to Edvin? Probably not.

It was then that he realized where is hand was. And he wasn't the only one who seemed to notice. Edvin was looking at him in confusion. He told himself to back away. That this wasn't the time for this, but he couldn't stop himself. His body knew what it wanted and it was telling his brain that this was right, even when he knew it was wrong.

"Why do you like Vik?" Edvin asked. His eyes never leaving his.

He had to remember to breathe. This was good. Edvin was changing the subject. It could clear his mind of this. "He's my best friend. He's always there to cheer me up when I need it." His voice had faded into a whisper as Edvin leaned closer to him. "He knows how to make me laugh and he knows me inside and out." He began to feel himself getting lost in those green eyes. "He's beautiful, sometimes snobby and he smarts off a lot."

Edvin's eye quirked up. "That doesn't sound like Vik…"

He was right, it didn't. "I know." He watched the other boy smile. "I have an idea. It may be crazy, but it may be the only way."

"Only way for what?" They were only inches away from each other at this point.

"The only way that we can both have Vik." And with that he closed the gap, the other boy sighing into the kiss.

The first thing that he noted was how different it was. It wasn't that he disliked it, far from it. It was how the boy kissed that was different. Where Vik was fierce with his lips, Edvin was tentative. The longer they kissed the more he realized that his suspicions were correct. Edvin was a submissive. He would have to be the one to up the stakes and he did just that, sending his tongue along the other boy's bottom lip. Edvin gasped allowing him to force his tongue in to play with the other.

They stayed like that for a long time, kisses becoming touches as moans began to fill the apartment. He didn't know when the other boy's pants had become unzipped, but at some point he had force his hand down there and was doing unspeakable things to the redhead, making him groan against him.

The door opened and they froze in place. All they could do was look up at Vik as he stared down at them in shock.

To Be Continued….

Author's Note

Why am I so mean? Really did I have to end it there? Kind of. It seemed like the best place to me. So what does this mean about their relationship? How is Vik going to react to Kitt's idea? Guess you'll have to read to find out.

Again, I'm still in the middle of moving. So chapters are coming out late. I also had internet problems that didn't help either. I should be all moved in by the end of next week and then hopefully. I can get back to a normal writing schedule.