Hi! Has anyone waited for the next one?

This is one of my favourite ones, so funny. :D

~ CHAPTER 5 ~

Boys just wanna have fun

There was no seagull in the near that could bear the ear-splitting shout which echoed through the beach.

"Yuppy!"

"Max!"

"Woohooo!"

"MAX!" Tyson cried, running out of patience. A vein throbbed on his head. He should have known this would happen if they came down to the beach to train.

The blonde boy always became excited, or you could say hyperactive, whenever he was near to water.

"Yahoo!"

Holy hell, who gave him sweets this morning?

While Max was riding the waves on a surfboard, Tyson and Rei was going under a heavy beybattle on the sand. Not so far off on a blanket Hilary was lying in her newly bought pink swimming dress, enjoying the sunbath. Beside her Kenny was sitting with crossed legs, in an olive-green trunks, as he was typing deftly on Dizzy, analysing the boys' game like always. Kai had seemingly slipped back into his captain-shoes as he was standing with crossed arms beside the players and watched closely every single mistake they still needed to work on. Moreover, he didn't miss to criticize them occasionally, as Tyson pointed. That grouch wouldn't go easy on them.

"Yahoo! You guys should try this out too!" Max whooped over them after he plopped over a wave with a clever flip.

"Max, I'm trying to concentrate here!" Tyson fumed and he shot a disapproving glare towards him. "Dragoon is about to win!"

"Not anymore." Rei declared slyly. He took advantage of Tyson's distracted attention and used Driger's speed to escape from the giant hurricane cage Dragoon had trapped him in.

"Tyson focus!" Kai barked at him forcefully.

Tyson snapped back his gaze. "What? – Dragoon no!" he shouted. It was on the very edge he could save his blade from getting knocked out when Driger lunged forward sharply. The white blade whizzed back in the middle of the dish and took up a defensive position as the hunter-blade began stalking its prey cannily. "That was a sneaky trick Rei!"

"Heh. You should better keep your eyes on your blade because I'm not gonna go easy on you." the nekojin grinned broadly, revealing his sharp canine teeth.

"I was but Max keeps interrupting me!"

"Stop blaming others for your lazy attention Kinomiya." Kai rebuked him coldly. "As a top-class blader you should know that letting your attention averted even for a millisecond can give your opponent huge advantage and cost you to lose."

The blue haired teen growled. He hated when Kai was right and poked it under his nose. Speaking of distraction, he was more ways distracted today than one. Last night thinking about him and Kai's very close friendship came back haunting Tyson and his flustered emotions was once again kicked on mercilessly. The pure fact that Kai was standing only a few feet from him, wearing only a purple swimming trunks and a black sleeveless T-shirt, instead of his usual badass outfit, his neck also exposed from his white scarf, was already enough reason for Tyson's wacky mind. Kai looked like an ordinary teenager and not like the badass blader Tyson got used to. He was more handsome this way and just as pompous as at their beybattle which made Tyson always so excited.

His pale skin glowed like pearl in the sunbeams, making those well-built muscles and biceps more outstanding for his longing eyes… and those athletic, creamy legs… Oh gods. Deciding to switch their battle outfit for swimming trunks was a very bad idea. Had he been hit by sunstroke or were those crimson orbs more shiny today?

"Tyson, pay attention already, not ogle me!"

"I'm trying! I'm trying!" Tyson was praying for all gods above that Kai considered his flushed face for the result of hot weather and wouldn't start having second thoughts. Damn for his frustrated hormones. Dragoon's blade brought down another furious attack but missed it which gave Driger the chance to hit back. "Grr! Darn it!" Tyson gritted his teeth.

In the backside Kenny groaned. "Oh no, not again." he shook his head displeasedly.

"What's wrong?" Hilary pulled down her sunglasses and leaned over him. She wasn't a genius at mechanic things and diagrams but the lot of red signals on the screen about Tyson's blade didn't look promising. The numbers on the diagram were racing up and down in a rapid speed.

"He is doing it again." Kenny sighed and shook his head.

"What?"

"Tyson has such strong connection with Dragoon that every single outburst of his feelings have deep effect on his blade's function. Look at here, this is crazy! The core is unstably, his defensive mechanism is losing strength, yet at the same time the function of his attack ring is racing over limits. It makes no sense!"

"Sounds like a hormonal swing." she frowned in amusement.

"I would bet on my breakfast it is." grumbled Kenny. They looked over at the practising boys. "I don't think I want to know what goes in Tyson's head now."

Hilry chuckled to herself.

Tyson stole another sideways glance towards Kai who barked at him immediately when the white blade made another comical flip over its opponent. The blue haired boy blushed even more but growled in annoyance.

"Oh boy, can't we just confront him with the naked truth before he falls over in love-sickness?" Hilary sweat-dropped.

"That wouldn't do good Hilary. You know how thick-headed Tyson tend to be. He would just deny it stubbornly."

"If you ask me, I would restart Tyson's program in his head to clear out his data." spoke up Dizzy matter-of-factly with a hint of sarcasm.

"Human emotions are different than computer programmes Dizzy." said Kenny.

"Sorry. It was just an idea."

"Who would have thought that Mr. Rocky Boy would have love problems one day?" Hilary mused.

"He can't help it." Kenny said commiseratingly as he looked over at his long-time friend. His features went soft. Where did that time go where he first met the reckless rocky boy? How time flies. "I've known Tyson for long years now and I can tell you he is more sensitive than how clownish he acts most of the times. He was my first real friend who stood up by my side when no one else would have dared. When Kai's old gang, the Beysharks, kidnapped me he simply burst into that warehouse demanding them to let me free. I can't forget that for him. Therefore, I'll stand by him in every way... we can't solve his problems, but we can give support for him."

Hilary chewed on her lips. On the one part she agreed with Kenny but then again, staying back and pretending as if they didn't see what was going on right before their eyes was reckless. Sometimes a little push from a friend was more helpful then offering a shoulder to cry onto.

Back on the game place Tyson seemed to gain back control over his wobbling blade. He furrowed his eyebrows in deep concentration as he stared hard at his blade, blocking out all distracting surroundings, and he summoned more power. It worked. A gigantic tornado formed and was sipping Driger in the whirling circle who tried to break free. "Hah! Now I gotcha!" Tyson whooped triumphantly.

Sweat trickled down on Rei's face. He tried to gain more speed to escape somehow. "Come on Driger!"

"This match is mine now!" the bluenette busted. The taste of winning was in his mouth. He called for his final attack. "Dragoon Turbo Galaxy Storm!"

Rei looked up his sharp eyes at him. Then he saw it, right behind Tyson was towering something. A devilish smirk curved his lips. "I don't think so."

Tyson didn't seem to catch the hint. He was too busy boasting. Near at the shore a big wave towered over the boys. Kai turned and the next moment quickly jumped aside. Rei leapt on a big rock along with Driger the last second. However, Tyson hadn't realised what was happening until something wet and cold splashed over him from behind. His vision went blank as his soaked hair stick over his eyes. His trunks slipped halfway down on his hips. Kenny and Hilary howled in laughter. Rei clutched his stomach snickering as the bluenette was spluttering out water from his mouth and his face looked like a wet mop. The nekojin took a cheesy glance at the Phoenix master and a smug grin grazed his lips. Kai didn't know where to put his face; on one point, his lustful crimson eyes drank greedily the nice view when he caught a glimpse of the blue haired teen's nice ass while he tried to hide away the red colour from his cheeks. Pulling back hastily his trunks, Tyson looked around frantically for his blade. He found it half buried in the sand, out of the dish.

"I guess I won this one." Rei sneered, crossing his arms triumphantly.

"No fair! I want a re-match!" Tyson stomped fervently.

"Stuff it Kinomiya! You lost because you were heedless." put him into place Kai rigidly.

"Oh yeah? I would like to see you battle while not knowing what's coming behind you!" he retorted.

"That's what they call multi-attention."

"Pfft. Big talk."

Kai narrowed his eyes. "Keep pushing it and I'll make you have your second lose today."

Suddenly, there was a cocky grin. "Is that a challenge? Because I'm starved for a good battle. I'lll eagerly mop the floor with you." Tyson crunched his knuckles.

As an answer Kai had already pulled out hid blade and launcher from his pocket. Aside from his sly smirk there was a wishful fire dancing in his eyes. "Be careful Kinomiya, you'll regret those words after I beat you."

"Heh, only in your dreams." Tyson rubbed his nose cheekily. He placed his blade in the launcher.

Seeing that an intense battle was up between the two rivals, it was definitely something Max wouldn't miss out. He made a last ride before guided his surf-board towards the shore. With a clever acrobatic flip he jumped, catching his board mid-way under his arm, and landed on the sand gracefully. Crystal water-drops glinted on his lean body. He brushed back his wet locks from his face in a fashion style. A few girls far off from them immediately giggled and waved over him enthusiastically. Max ginned back at them and winked cheekily. The girls squeaked and fainted over.

Rei sweat-dropped heavily. Since when did their cute Maxie become the hot guy among them? Right, he forgot that girls tended to favour not just hot and badass guys but also the cute ones.

"What's up guys?" Max asked as he walked up to them.

"Tyson achieved to pull Kai's trigger and they are going up against each other." Rei said. He was standing with crossed arms against a cliff. "I bet Kai's gonna win."

"Sweet. Then I vote for Tyson."

"Thanks Maxie!" Tyson turned to him with a beaming smile.

The blonde showed his thumb up. "No sweat, buddy. If you lose I'll get your new comics as a reward."

The bluenette twitched an eyebrow. 'Some friend you are.'

Rei started the countdown.

"Ready guys? Three…"

Tyson and Kai took their stance, aiming their launcher.

"Two…"

Their fingers gripped the ripcord with growing excitement. The rivals shared a heated glare and every muscle in their body tensed. The passion for the upcoming battle refilled them with thrilling desire.

"One… Let it rip!"

The drills grazed harshly when the blades were shot out with an immense force. They both landed in synch with a heavy impact that formed immediately a huge crater on the dish. Cutting short all warming-up moves or tiptoing around each other to work up their game till crazy vehemence took over them, they decided to take a hard and fast, full-out battle right there and then.

"Bring it on Kinomiya!"

"Here I come Kai!"

White and blue blade grazed against each other roughly and the shockwaves sent their masters teeter back. Bright stars sparkled where the two blades connected. They wrestled for a while then with a forceful push they bounced back to the edge of the dish. Then they started a wild chasing game. Max and Rei watched fascinated the exciting match. It was always a good show how the two Champions bladed. They also felt the thrilling joy what their friends' energy emitted during the battle but they didn't dare to go closer. Not when Kai and Tyson wore that devilish grin on their faces. They battled like maniacs.

Kenny's glasses almost fell from his nose in shock. The increasing numbers on the screen about Kai's and Tyson's blade overthrew all logic. "That's incredible!" he gasped.

"Something's wrong?" came Hilary's fidgety voice beside him.

"Not at all! On the contrary, Dranzer and Dragoon's elementary power are reaching the highest point! I can barely follow them analysing. I haven't been able to see them so energetic since the last World Championship. I wonder where is this sudden power coming from?"

"If I can give you a discrete advice, I wouldn't go deeper into that in your place." Dizzy spoke, sounding awkward.

"Why?"

"Because Dragoon and Dranzer are not only battling with each other. There is something what we bitbeasts call… foreplay."

"You mean they are like…" Kenny's whole head blushed.

"Don't say I didn't warn you."

A passionately chasing game started between the two blades with the blue blade tearing ahead while the white was hot on its heels. Dranzer's blade changed tactic and whizzed in criss-cross, vanishing then popped up suddenly at different sides while she threw sharp, red feathers at her opponent. Dragoon, however, dodged them with easy swift, then formed a big tornado and blew away the hundreds of feather-bullets. It seemed they were having their time.

"Come on Dragoon!"

"Go Dranzer!"

The two majestic beasts emerged from their bitchips. For a few minutes they wrestled, kept pushing each other by their heads, before they took up flying in a circle around each other. At one point, Dragoon suddenly bit on Dranzer's tail who screeched up angrily.

Kai gaped in shock. "What the…"

"Dragoon what are you doing?!"

Abruptly, Dragoon let her tail go. Dranzer shot his rival partner a piercing glare before she retrieved into her blade pissed. Tyson immediately called back Dragoon.

Max and Rei stared flabbergasted.

"Did you see that?"

"Yeah, and I don't believe my own eyes. What was that?"

Dranzer's blade flew back into Kai's awaiting hand then he marched over the bluenette with heavy steps. Tyson gulped.

Kai pressed his nose directly onto the cheeky teen's, glaring at him stingily. He evidently took it a personal offense that Dragoon pinched on his dear Phoenix's butt – aka, her tail. He was protective of her, too. "What was that Kinomiya?" he seethed.

"Um… ops?" Tyson mumbled weakly. A vein throbbed on Kai's forehead. Tyson sweat-dropped. That was probably not a wise answer. "I-I don't know." he stuttered nervously.

"You don't know?" Kai's voice rose an octave higher. "It was your dragon that bit on my phoenix!"

"Uh… sorry. It wasn't like I wanted him to do such a thing." he defended.

"Actions speak louder Kinomiya. Whatever goes in that perverted mind of yours, you better keep it indoors because that was just fucking dirty!"

Tyson's face flushed. "Hey it wasn't entirely my fault! Dranzer was the one who started teasing Dragoon!" he shot back feverishly.

Max and Rei choked a laugh in their palms at Kai's reddish cheeks. In the backstage Kenny tried very hard to stay invisible behind his laptop. "Oh no, they're arguing again." he squeaked.

There was a dark cloud hovering above the two rivals' head now as they tried to glare each other down.

"Love-birds bickering." Hilary stated amused. Those two were really hopeless. She thought quickly how to solve this before things would turn out worse. She grabbed the ball beside her then leapt on her feet. She hurried up to them with a bright smile. "Hey guys, wanna play volleyball? We could form a team."

"I'm on it!" Max cheered enthusiastically.

"Me too." Rei nodded.

Hilary stepped bravely in the crossfire of the two glaring boys. "Tyson? Kai? Wanna play with us?"

Finally, Tyson turned his gaze from those fiery orbs. "Oh, sure. I'm on it… if Mr. Mopy Prince won't stand in my way." he added sarcastically.

"Hn. Like I care." Kai snapped haughtily. He turned and marched off coldly, waltzing back to his place. He flopped down on his spread blanket near at the cliff and put on his black sunglasses to lock out everyone from his world.

"I guess that means I have to be the judge." muttered Kenny and got up.

Max and Rei set up a big net and Kenny brought a camp-chair to the middle line where he could have a good view at both sides. Then they split into pairs. Max and Tyson went on a side while Rei and Hilary took the other.

"This is gonna be easy." Max grinned.

"Yeah, like a slide on an ice cream." Tyson stretched his arms idly. "Hey Rei! Are you sure you want to pair up with a girl?"

"We can give you a little advantage, if you want." Max added cheekily.

"We won't need it." Rei waved off with surprising calmness.

"After ten minutes, you're gonna be sorry what you said Tyson, because we will beat you guys miserably." Hilary sneered.

Tyson chuckled. "Did you hear that Maxie?"

"Haha. I just hope Rei is not planning to use his ninja skills when he falls face-flat over."

Rei glared at them shrewdly. He was going to pay back for the blonde boy.

"Last one laughs harder guys!" Hilary declared warningly before she threw up the ball and gave a hard hit.

After twenty minutes…

Tyson jumped up and hit back the flying ball but it bumped off from the net. "Ugh, drat!"

"5 points for Tyson and Max, 23 points for Hilary and Rei." summed Kenny.

Max was leaning over his knees panting. "This… is… unbelievable. How is she… doing it?"

"I don't know… there must be some trick." Tyson fretted, gasping for breath.

Hilary whirled the ball on a finger with a boasting smile. "Well the trick is that I was the captain of the girls' champion handball team in elementary school."

"What?!" Max and Tyson's jaw dropped.

"Yep. But we can give you some advantage if you want, so you can catch up some points." she retorted with the same sarcasm Tyson had used earlier.

Tyson gritted his teeth.

"Or you give up." Rei said saucily.

"No way! We're not giving up!" Tyson protested stubbornly, as always. He didn't know the meaning of giving up. He straightened back defiantly.

He was unawares at the intensive stare of the dual haired teen in the backside. The dark sunglasses hid perfectly Kai's hungry look. A mysterious glint sparkled on them when he saw a droplet of sweat trickled down on Tyson's naked torso… those enticing nipples were wet from the long running. The bluenette was outright gorgeous.

Max gave a fistful hit on the ball as a start and passed it for Tyson who slapped it over the net. Tossing himself on the knees, Rei managed to catch it and guided it back for Hilary. The girl leapt in the air and so did Tyson. He tried to block it before she got the chance for another blow. Hilary's hand slapped hard on the ball. The next moment the ball smacked right onto Tyson's face who fell back on the sand. "Uff…" came the painful voice from the lying sprawled teen. He took a hand gingerly over his nose that hurt like hell. Tears prickled his eyes.

"That clumsy moron did it again." Kai grumbled to himself and shook his head.

The others ran over him.

"Tyson! Oh my god, are you alright?" Hilary leaned over him scared.

"Ow… Hilary, what was that for?" Tyson muffled in a nasal sound behind his hand. Slowly, he opened his eyes and he saw his friends' head spinning above him in circles. How funny.

"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to hit you with the ball!" the girl apologized.

Somehow, Tyson had doubts about that but he couldn't care right now. He was feeling kind of dizzy and his nose throbbed painfully. He also could feel something warm trickle down to his mouth.

"Can you sit up?" Max asked worried.

Tyson tried to pull himself upwards but found his head was swaying more and that strange warmth taste now streamed along his hand. The others gasped.

"You're bleeding!" Hilary exclaimed.

Max and Kenny paled at the sight.

"You should lay back down!" Rei advised him sternly. "I'll bring the medical kit."

Not that Tyson would take advises. "I'm fine Rei, just a little smack, no big deal." the boy slurred in his nasal voice. As to prove it, he took another attempt to sit up which he regretted immediately because more blood started leaking through his fingers and he could feel his eyes going crossed. Shit. He flopped back on the sand.

"I'll take him to –"

"I do it." Kai interrupted Rei and pushed him aside. He picked up the bluenette in bride-style with ease.

"H-Hey, whatch'ya doin?" Tyson protested loudly and flushed when he found himself being held protectively in Kai's strong arms. His skin tingled with weird sensation wherever he was pressed to the dual haired teen's bare flesh. His heart started on a wild race which he doubted it had anything to do with his miserable state.

"I'm making sure you don't make more stupidity." Kai's look was rigid yet he was holding the boy so gentle like a newborn. Not giving a damn at his friends stunned look, he began walking his way back to his blanket with Tyson safely in his arms.

Rei nudged Hilary softly. "Way the go Hilary. That was a devious idea to hit Tyson with the ball. Now Kai is gonna take extra good care of him."

Max showed his thumb up. "Yeah. Wicked move."

"Actually, it wasn't on purpose." the girl said honestly, then added naughtily. "If I really wanted to hit him I would have aimed below his belt." The boys recoiled with a horrified look. Hilary grabbed the ball and whirled it on her finger again, challengingly. "So, shall we continue? I can take both of you." she gave a wink.

Suddenly, Max and Rei didn't look so eager to play anymore.

"Um… I don't think I have the mood."

"Y-Yeah, me neither. Let's play something else."

"Something safer." Max added.

"What about a card game?" Kenny suggested. Max and Rei jumped on the idea hastily. At least card games weren't dangerous that could hit any sensitive part.

Far aside, Tyson tried to talk sense into his stoic captain who was acting like a mother-hen. Not that he minded, but in public it was a little embarrassing for him. "Kai, put me down. I can walk." he complained.

However, Kai wasn't about to care any of that. "With your luck, you would topple over the first rock and spill more blood."

"I'm not that a goof, you know."

"And what about that pudding you dropped on my lap last time?"

Tyson's face turned beetroot. "It was an accident!"

"Dropping my beyblade in a toilet would be an accident. You, Kinomiya, are a complete disaster." Kai deadpanned.

Tyson grumbled something under his nose but did not say more when Kai put him down carefully on the blanket. He grabbed the small medical kit they'd carried - which was a lucky choice - and took out a piece of gauze and a small bottle of listerine. Then with extra precision he began cleaning off the lot of smear of blood from the teen's face in a very gentle care. Tyson found himself in a fuzzy state again, but this time it was a pleasurable one. He just couldn't understand himself anymore. One time they were going up against each other battling, arguing, feeling his temper boil with anger when Kai acted like a cold-hearted jackass. Then the next moment he became protective and the most tender person that made Tyson's heart beat erratically. Was there really something that changed between them?

Tyson watched those crimson eyes focusing intensely on his injured part. "Are you still pissed at me?" he asked quietly.

Kai locked his gaze on his and for a long moment they stared at each other.

A playful gleam danced in Kai's eyes. "Yes. So shut your trap now." he pressed two cotton tufts into Tyson's fragile nose to stop the bleeding.

"Ouch… that hurt!" the teen whined.

Kai snickered.

-* ~TK ~ *-

There was a dungeon hidden among the mountains. It stood empty and desolated for long years, almost forgotten. Once, prisoners had brought their captives here to lock them up while in secret they took them under various brutal tortures and mutilation for interrogation. The massive and rigid walls that was built by rock supressed all agonizing screams of the endurers. The dreadful memories and shriek of ghosts still haunted that place. No one dared to go near to it.

It was exactly what they needed. Boris stood in front of the huge iron-gate. The travel had been long and somewhat tiring. Yet, he felt strong and more undeterred than a few weeks before. He was no more living in that dirty canal, wallowing in the putrid smell of rat shits, starving on sleazy food while he laid his head every night on a lousy bedsheet in a filthy house. He was back now with full strength and his revenge gonna be horrible.

It seemed everything was going by the plan. No one discovered his identity on the way here. The long months of his absence helped him to mingle with the crowd and the new dark coat with a hood he'd bought hid his purple hair perfectly. The new glasses on his eyes also was a good choice. Slowly, he slid a hand in his pocket to curl his fingers tightly around the cool metal of lurking gun. A malicious smirk curved his lips. He didn't have to wait long now.

"Are you planning to stand there all day?" came the pompous remark from the Stranger. He strolled past by him.

Boris gritted his teeth. That man was still a disgusting irritation on the ass. All the way here he had barely gotten to know anything about this young man, no matter how hard he tried to get out any information from him. Ever since their first meet he hadn't said a word about himself but as it turned out he knew a lot about Balkov Abbey, Voltaire Hiwatari and their common plans how to take the Beyblade sport under their full control… which they had failed.

The stranger didn't even tell his name, who he was or where did he come from. He was a big mystery for Boris which downright annoyed him. He wanted to know who he was dealing with in their alliance. The man only talked when it was necessary and did it briefly but to the point sentences. Also, he was smart and sharp. His character reminded Boris very much of someone he knew from childhood. The man pushed open the gate, then walked in the yard with determined steps.

"As I know, this place belongs to the government and it's forbidden to cross pass." Boris marked doubtfully.

"Not anymore. It's mine." the Stranger drawled.

Boris was taken aback. "What? But how?"

"Money, my friend. Money." he gave a non-caring salute over his shoulder and walked forward with gracious steps. Oh yeah, that lofty behaviour definitely was familiar. Kai possessed that prideful manner, too.

They entered the building and walked along a long corridor. Soon, they reached the stairs that led them down the basement. The air became thin and fusty down here, not mention the putrid smell that reminded Boris very much of dry-blood mixed with corpses, but he didn't despise it. It felt almost like home at the Abbey. The pure memory where he was holding a whip as he listened all those delicious screams from those nasty brats when they revolted against his orders, or didn't push themselves hard enough on trainings, it all came back to him with a burning desire. Oh how he missed it.

They passed by several cells before they entered a small room. There was only a dusty desk with a chair and on the wall a pair of chains hung. The Stranger walked to a small window and opened it. The dim light that filtered in made his pale skin glow like a ghost, his brown eyes gleamed dangerously as he turned to Boris. "We gonna need mercenary soldiers. Recruit as much as you can."

"Somehow I doubt it would work. After BEGA's fall even my best blader soldiers had deserted to the BBA. They wouldn't join again." Boris growled, clenching his fist in anger.

"No. I mean real mercenary soldiers. Soldiers who have no passion or loyalty in anything only money. Therefore, they are more trustworthy. They won't betray us. Kinomiya's pitiful feelings won't have any effect on these men." said the Stranger darkly.

Boris eyed him suspiciously. "But for that we need a vast of money."

The man took out a backpack from his black coat and tossed it on the desk. A big stack of money slipped out from the bag. Boris' jaw fell in shock.

"Money won't be an issue." the young man said flatly.

Whoever this Stranger was, one thing was sure; he was wealthy, which gave the conclusion that he must came from a rich family… or had he killed someone? Boris wouldn't be surprised if he did, even in their short acquaintance he came to realise that this man didn't give up on his aim, no matter what it costed. So at least they had something in common.

"Now if you're finished with lame excuses we could start up the work. In two weeks my plan has to be set up."

"And how would that be?" Boris braced him the question.

The Stranger glared back at him. "Just do as I say. Leave the Kinomiya boy alone, until I say so. In exchange, I take Kai for you." he slowly walked around the desk. His hand came to rest on a chain on the wall. His pale fingers brushed over the rusty metal sensually. "It's Kai who you really want, isn't it? Because he betrayed you."

Boris' hard gaze moved to the man's fingers as he fiddled with the chain absently. Deep anger, mingled with lust for torture, awoke in him. Yes, he wanted to take Kai under his power! He wanted the proud Russian press onto his knees and watch him suffering.

The Stranger, as if he could read his thoughts, smirked maliciously. "I'm gonna make sure you get exactly what you want."

So while they boys are enjoying their free time, they have no clue what dark things are going in the background. Next chapter is coming up...