Title: The Ninth Circle

Author: kandisi (aka Sapphire17)
Rating: Adult
Characters: Jin Kazama, Lei Wulong, Bryan Fury, Hwoarang, Steve Fox, Paul Phoenix, Marshall Law, Dr. Abel, Dr. Bosconovitch, Yoshimitsu (possibly more)
|Pairings: Bryan/Lei, Jin/Hwoarang (both main), some Jin/Lei, Hwoarang/Lei, Jin/Hwoarang/Lei, and Jin/Hwoarang/Bryan/Lei... (Yes, I wrote a foursome...)
Summary: Sequel to "The Ninth Level." Lei finds out he will die without upgrades. Bryan, Jin and Hwoarang convince him to fly back to Tokyo in order to see Dr. Bosconovitch. However, having four fighters under the Mishima Compound's roof may prove too much for them... Yaoi, Bryan/Lei, Jin/Hwoarang (both main) some Jin/Lei, Hwoarang/Lei, Jin/Hwoarang/Lei and Jin/Hwoarang/Bryan/Lei...
Warnings: Yaoi, language, alcohol use, drug use, mild S&M, mild BDSM, minor bloodplay, general kink, angst, some ill-timed comedy, voyeurism, leather, toys, DP, a lemony threesome around the middle of the fic, a lemony foursome near the end of the fic, switch!Hwoarang, switch!Lei, switch!Bryan, switch!Jin, and smut/sex...
Disclaimer: Nope, still don't own anything but the crap fic, and do not make any money off of writing this. It was just for fun and to pass free time.

-PLEASE READ THE AUTHOR'S NOTES BELOW...

This is the sequel to "The Ninth Level"... If one whom has yet to read the previous installment is planning on jumping into this fic regardless, it will not, I repeat—will not—make a lick of sense to anyone who does! I highly suggest that anyone who's interested in reading this fic should go back and read "The Ninth Level" if they've yet to do so... Believe me, I would know. I ran into an AWESOME but VERY long Hwoajin Trilogy and skipped straight to the last installment of the Trilogy (sort of like watching "Return of the Jedi" without having watched "A New Hope" or "The Empire Strikes Back" first..." Anyhow, I just didn't want to wait to see how it all ended. Thus, I read it, and the fic made NO sense to me and I had NO idea what the heck was going on... at all. :/ When I went back and read the rest from beginning to end, the chapters I'd earlier read of the final part of the Trilogy made a LOT more sense than they had made to me before... Please dun do that with my ficcies...!

As I said in the last/final chapter in the previous installment to what should be a two-part/fic series, I had NO idea that Lei (and Anna) were going to make an appearance in T7! Therefore, I kept Lei's general storyline and style the way it'd been before while writing most of this as the majority of this fic had already been written prior to the day wherein Lei's updated profile popped up... Sorry about that. -sweatdrops- There's just no way I could rewrite the whole fic to change things up and make it work, so I'm leaving the fanfic as is...

This fic is also not yet finished. I still have at least two or three chapters (possibly even four) left to write before this fanfic will be complete, but I decided to begin posting anyway because of the reviews I got for "The Ninth Level" asking me if I could begin posting this during Christmas break. I also remember that Christmas break was one of my favorite times to read fanfiction back when I was a teen... I wish I'd had the chance to write a Christmas Tekken fic this year, but I just didn't have the time. :( I began my Tekken one-shot fanfiction on the 10th of this month and wondered, briefly, if I should set it at/around Christmastime, but I realized a week later that the chances of me finishing it in time for Christmas Eve were virtually impossible.

Finally, yes, I did write another Hwoajinlei threesome scene as well as the Hwoajinbrei foursome scene in this fic... I know, I should seriously have my head examined, but I already have (LOL) and the only thing the docs found was a large fever spot (which is a place on your brain that has been or was burnt & damaged from a high fever one had, usually as a child) It's on the lower, left-hand side of my brain in the section that controls mathematics (which sorta explains why I was never too good at math after I had the Chicken Pox, especially at division and algebra, although I rocked at trig & geometry xD.)

Well, enough rambling about myself... I'll get onto the fic now, I just really hope that anyone who decides to read this has read the prequel first!

There are no lemony scenes in this chapter, though there most certainly will be in the next chapter, lol...

The Ninth Circle

Chapter 1: The First Circle

"So like I said... do you still love him?"

Hwoarang rolled his eye and sighed. "Serious questions now, Jin," he said, and then took a rather large gulp from his Long Island Iced Tea.

Jin huffed, and then took another drink of his own volition. "What I mean is... well, have you ever been to Texas...?"

Hwoarang smiled.

Game on.

Hwoarang got the full picture instantaneously. "No," he said with a smart smile present on his face. "But I've always wanted to go ever since I met Lili... It's supposedly freaking hot down there, but since it's wintertime now I suppose we should pack some long-sleeved shirts and coats and stuff."

"Then it's settled," Jin said with a likewise smile of appraisal. "I'll round up some fake ID's and passports for us. Later, we can travel to JFK and then go to the DFW airport from there, after we find out which hotel it is that Lei and Fury are staying at..."

"Say..." Hwoarang began while staring at the computer monitor. "Why it suddenly so... dark?"

Jin shook his head barely. "Lei and Fury have entered a restaurant called 'The Rainforest Café' of all places. Its general atmosphere is quite... dark."

"Well," Hwoarang began timidly. "What are they doing there?"

"Eating," Jin replied, scowling. "Or so it would seem."

"And drinking, too," Hwoarang added lowly. "They don't exactly seem like the types to sit there and order 'Shirly Temples,' if you know what I'm saying."

Jin and Hwoarang both observed as Lei and Fury took a set of shots, drank them, and then slammed the small, empty glasses back down to the wooden table's surface. Afterwards, Lei began eating what appeared to be coconut shrimp on a stick while Fury appeared to be eating some sort of Bacon Burger.

"This," Jin said, "is ridiculous."

"Right there with you, Jin..." Hwoarang mumbled, and then had another go at his drink, sitting in the chair to Jin's right-hand side as he continued to watch the monitor, just as Jin was. "So," Hwoarang continued, intently, "Did you happen to IM with anyone while I was downstairs mixing?"

Jin sighed and said, "Yes, Hwoa. The pizza should be here any minute."

Hwoarang bumped Jin on the arm again. "Sarcasm doesn't suit you," he said seriously. "You know what I meant..."

"I let the leader of my hackers know that I wanted Lei followed back to his hotel," Jin replied, honestly. "But I also made sure my subordinates were informed to ditch their cellular phones and make sure they drove in vehicles that weren't equipped with GPS."

Hwoarang laughed out loud. "They'll be driving some pretty fuckin' old cars, in that case."

Jin nodded ever so slightly. "Agreed," he said, and then, with his mouse, he once again zoomed in on Lei's face through the darkness. Lei had finished his final shrimp on the stick, before he then began to lick the stick in a rather... seductive manner...

Meanwhile, it seemed Fury had decided to kick Lei under the table, though not at all hard. Lei kicked back, and the next thing Jin and Hwoarang knew, Lei and Fury were blatantly playing 'footsie' under the table, in more ways than one...

"Just how soon do you think we can leave for the United States?" Hwoarang grumbled as he watched Fury emit what seemed to be a moan of some sort, while Lei leaned back in his chair as far as he possibly could with one leg extended under the table.

"I'll see what I can do about it early this afternoon," Jin replied, his expressions matching Hwoarang's when he watched the screen, as Lei then appeared to emit a rather loud and embarrassing moan for himself when Fury leaned back in his own chair to a small degree, one of his long legs extended under the table.

"Jin..."

"Yes?"

"But it's only, like... 1:00AM! That makes it, what about..." Hwoarang momentarily looked up, counting to himself.

"That makes it 11:00AM in US Central Standard time, Hwoarang."

Hwoarang gritted his teeth and lightly slapped Jin's right-thigh. "I knew that...!"

"Well," Jin began, once again redirecting the glance of his dark eyes to the Korean seated next to him. "What's your point?"

"My point," Hwoarang said, "is that it's gonna take us for freakin' ever to get there!" He folded his strong arms across his chest. "I don't know about you, but I wanna get there as soon as possible! Before they, you know... have the chance to disappear again..."

Jin shook his head insistently. "Like I said, I won't allow that to happen... as for the time, well, it'll take a few hours—especially when taking the time into consideration—but I'm sure we can be on a flight by 1:00PM this afternoon."

"Why can't we just take your jet?"

Jin gave a small exhalation. "Because I'm sure Lei would recognize it through GPS or other means... going by the way he said he 'checks in' on us from time to time... We also need to talk about-about, well, Fury..."

Hwoarang blinked at the computer screen again. "Jin. Jin, they're leaving the mall!"

"Calm down, Hwoa," Jin stated firmly. "Like I said, everything's been taken care of, so let my subordinates do their job while we do ours."

"And what exactly is 'our' job, Jin?" Hwoarang asked him, rudely.

"Like I said," Jin began again. "We need to focus on Fury. Lei might be happy to see us, but Fury... he'll be anything but."

"So, what?" Hwoarang said, still rather on the rude side. "We locate their hotel and wait for Fury to go out and fetch Wulong some ice-cream...? Forgive me if I'm mistaken here, but from what I've seen so far, Fury and Wulong are pretty much inseparable."

Jin shrugged one of his shoulders. "Well," he said, observing the monitor as Lei and Fury exited the large mall through its main entrance, hand-in-hand. "I suppose once we arrive at whatever hotel it is that they're currently residing in, that we can give him a simple call and ask him to come out to my limousine..."

Hwoarang blinked again. "Jin, I am never going to be able to look at any of your limousines normally ever again now."

"Why not, dare I ask?"

"Because I'll be picturing you, me and Wulong having a threesome in them."

Jin exhaled, deeply. "Nice, Hwoarang. Real nice."

"What?" Hwoarang asked him. "Don't tell me you weren't thinking the same thing..."

Jin's glance averted to the left, away from his lover. "I..."

"See?" Hwoarang said, poking Jin in the side. "You were thinking it!"

Finally, Jin said, "Fine," and then went on to say, "I was thinking it... Happy now?"

"I'd be even happier if you told me what kind of 'fantasies' you've had about him, or rather us. The three of us, I mean."

Jin's face began to turn red all over again. "That-That's private, Hwoarang!"

"You know what I'd like?" Hwoarang began, while Jin looked away. "I'd like some DP action. Not even Fury could compare to that."

Jin eventually forced himself to look at Hwoarang. "DP? What's that...?"

Hwoarang bumped Jin in the bicep, trying to calm his own laughter. "You know, DP, as in 'double penetration'. I'd like for you and me to have Wulong both at once..."

Jin's eyes widened slightly, his mouth gaping wide open. "You can't be serious, Hwoa! We'd kill him!"

Hwoarang smirked at him. "After all the kinky shit he's more than likely done with Fury?" He simpered briefly. "I think not. I wouldn't be one bit surprised if Fury keeps an expandable spreader bar under their bed."

"And dare I ask what a 'spreader bar' is?"

"It's a bar that you handcuff on both of a guy's or girl's ankles to keep their legs spread so they'll be unable to close them on you," Hwoarang said like it was simplest thing in the world. "Fury seems like a guy who'd really be into S&M and other shit like that. I mean, he's definitely a sadist while Wulong seems like a definite masochist. Who knows what kinky shit they do when the lights are out? Handcuffs, blindfolds, riding crops, butt plugs, anal beads, nipple clamps, floggers, full body restraints—"

"That's ENOUGH, Hwoarang," Jin said with a look of unadulterated disgust on his face. "Ugh. Now I know I won't be able to keep my breakfast down..."

"Jin?"

"Yes?" Jin said again, running a hand back through his sharp tendrils of ebony bangs in a flustered manner.

"Breakfast isn't at least, like... five or six hours from now..."

"That doesn't matter," Jin said, and then took another drink from the Long Island Iced Tea Hwoarang had earlier mixed for him. "After hearing all of that, I doubt I'll be able to keep anything down all day."

"Even the threesome idea?" Hwoarang blinked at him. "I thought it was a pretty fucking hot idea."

"For who?" Jin asked with a smirk. "You, or Lei?"

"For all three of us." Hwoarang smiled deviously. "C'mon, Jin. You remember how he was the last time he was with us... So in regards to the 'DP'... I'm sure Wulong would be all over that. I mean, he was obviously still into us, even if he did choose Fury in the end..."

"Hwoarang..."

"Yeah?"

"I almost hesitate to say this, but I think it's quite possible that your mind truly is as filthy as Fury's." And it was, Jin knew. Well... maybe Hwoarang's mind wasn't quite as filthy as Fury's, otherwise Hwoarang would be doing filthy things as opposed to merely thinking about them.

Hwoarang licked his lips, pushing some of the lengthy hair away from Jin's eyes as he leaned in to whisper, "I'll take that as a compliment," into Jin's left-ear.

Jin couldn't help it. He emitted the smallest of moans, before he then finished off the Long Island Iced Tea Hwoarang had fixed him. Jin held up the empty, tall and crystal glass in front of Hwoarang's face. "Would you mind...?"

Hwoarang chortled. "Sure thing. Mine's almost empty, too," he said, gathering the empty, circular glasses into either of his hands. "Just... yeah, fill me in on anything I miss." He turned and headed for the master bedroom's double doorways, somewhat quickly.

Jin meanwhile continued to watch the computer monitor intently as ever, slightly buzzed from the heavy alcoholic drink Hwoarang had fixed for him earlier that morning. It seemed Lei and Fury were exiting the Grapevine Mills Mall's parking lot to head off to only God knew where. Jin could only pray they were heading back to their hotel room, wherever that might be. Jin made sure he had three, separate and more 'old fashion' cars following the two cyborgs, which all varied in size, shape, color and model. No cell-phones, no cameras, no GPS, no wireless capabilities of any kind, which only made it that much more difficult to keep an eye on Lei and Fury. Eventually, however, when Lei and Fury finally reached wherever it was they were currently going to, and arrived there, Jin's head subordinate in the DFW area would make an unsuspecting call in the premises which—while it appeared to be made to someone else in the Dallas metropolitan—was secretly being rerouted to Jin Kazama himself...

Fury and Lei were currently driving a more top-of-the-line, black Mercedes-Benz, complete with all the works, or so it would seem. Fury was driving on the left-hand side, while Lei was seated in the passenger's side on the right.

"Would you settle on a station already, Wulong? It's like all you have to do is blink and the station changes."

Lei huffed, "Fine, Bryan. You take over."

Jin briefly sent another message to one of his head hackers to have all of the information on the Benz pulled up, and it turned out to be a rental car which had been rented under the name John Martin. Another of Fury's many alibies, Jin knew. Hell, Fury and Lei both probably had fake IDs for every state in the country, and for every foreign country the two of them frequented, more than likely, Jin also came to realize.

Finally, when Lei and Fury had reached McKinney Avenue, it was quite obvious the two were heading for the Ritz-Carlton... the most expensive hotel in Dallas...

"You probably rented the fucking penthouse for him, didn't you, Fury?" Jin said under his breath as the intersection photos were sent to him one by one. It was still a dangerous move, Jin knew, but he was too afraid to let Lei Wulong out of his sight. Besides... even as 'advanced' as Lei was, or so Abel put it, surely he wasn't equipped—much less paranoid enough—to pull up every camera's photo snapshots at every single intersection in the city one after the other. But no, that would take Lei forever, even as enhanced as he was. In addition, every car at every intersection had a photo taken of them in this day and age, especially on the toll roads.

Once the light had turned green, Bryan Fury and Lei Wulong indeed make their ways to the parking lot of the Ritz-Carlton... making sure they parked their temporary, black vehicle in the very back, as they had come to do so by habit. In this case, however... well, most people would probably feel that Bryan and Lei felt inclined to part in the lot's back due to the make and model of their car...

Meanwhile, one of Jin's subordinates was waiting inside at a nearby coffee table for tea.

...and the second Lei entered the lavishly large hotel and approached the front desk with Fury at his side, the cameras went off... leaving nothing but static on the screen.

"Damnit!" Jin cursed loudly.

"Uh oh," Hwoarang said as he re-entered the compound's master bedroom. "I know that voice and look, so you must be really pissed about something."

Jin rubbed the side of his face with one hand. "We lost him."

"...what?" Hwoarang near to exclaimed. "But we knew where he was ten minutes ago!"

"At almost the exact same moment that Lei and Fury entered the Ritz-Carlton Hotel, all of the cameras within range mysteriously 'shutdown'..."

Hwoarang took a seat at Jin's right, handing him his second Long Island Iced Tea for the night, and while Hwoarang had no intention of telling Jin, this one had extra alcohol mixed in, just as his own did... oh well, fuck it. Even if Jin did notice, he more than likely wouldn't care.

Not on this night of all nights.

Jin took a rather large initial drink from the crystal glass he now held in his right-hand. It seemed he had noticed this one was stronger than the previous one, but as Hwoarang had also suspected, Jin simply did not care.

"Hey," Hwoarang began after having taken a large gulp from his own glass. "Can't you, you know, contact your hackers and see if they can get the cameras back up and running?" he asked, before another thought soon came to mind. "And also... wouldn't all of these hotels Fury and Wulong are checking into notice the fact that there's a 'pattern' of their cameras shutting down with no explanation as to why...?"

Jin nodded. "Many of the hotels have noticed, from what I know, they just haven't put two and two together. Rest-assured if Lei and Fury had used their real names or the same fake names at all of these hotels and other locations that the hotels and other locations would know, though."

Hwoarang furrowed his brow. "But, seriously... They can't expect to go on like this forever. 'Big Brother' would know."

Jin nodded again. "They already do know... and that's exactly what scares me," he whispered sadly. "But at the same time, Lei sort of is 'Big Brother', which is why everyone wants him."

Hwoarang sighed and shook his head. "Just IM your hackers and see if they can get those cameras back up."

"Were I to do such a thing, Lei would be able to track the Mishima Zaibatsu's IP address..."

Jin heard the sudden ring of his cellular phone.

"That has to be my subordinate who's at the hotel," Jin stated firmly, before he then stood and then made his way to the nightstand adjacent to the king-sized bed. He picked up the phone.

"Hello?" he said into the phone, a little too eagerly.

"Dono Kazama," the subordinate said back.

"Well?" Jin replied. "What did you learn?"

"They're staying in the penthouse, room #2200."

"Figures," Jin muttered, stating what he had considered himself to have already known. "You're out of their range, correct?"

Markus nodded, facing down into the pool the hotel was equipped with. "Yes, Bryan Fury and Lei Wulong are currently up in their room while I'm out back in the resting area where the pool and hot tub are located. Keep in mind, Dono Kazama, that we have less than seven minutes before Lei Wulong will be able to tap us."

"Then let's put that time to good use," Jin said in a demanding tone of voice. "The next time Lei and Fury leave... I want you and the others I've sent there to shut down the cameras, enter their current hotel room and then bug it, primarily in the light fixtures of the ceiling. Don't turn the bugs on, or Lei will without a doubt be able to notice and track their presence—not only in the hotel room itself, but he'll also be able to trace the signal back to the Mishima Zaibatsu as well."

"Then how do you expect to obtain the footage from the cameras...?"

"Keep an eye out until either Lei leaves again, or the both of them leave again, and then have all of the acquired footage sent to me ASAP," Jin stated sternly. "In the meantime, I want you and the others to secure rooms there... I'll wire you the cash... And Markus... as I'm sure you know, don't underestimate Fury's or Lei's powers—especially Lei's. Also, I can't believe I'm saying this, but if you need to call me, make sure you use a phone that has a cord. I'll secure a phone which has one, too, sometime early this morning, and then you can call me via my emergency number..."

"Right," Markus said slowly. "I'll just head on down to the nearest antique shop and see if they have phones from the 80's or 90's available."

Jin smirked at the other man. "You do that," he said seriously. "Make sure the others know what I have told you as well."

Markus swallowed audibly. "One more thing, Dono Kazama... if the four of us are gonna get rooms here, we don't have to stay together, right...? People might think we're gay or something..."

"I couldn't care less if all four of you decide to get different rooms or if all of you share one," Jin replied, seemingly angered to a certain extent. "Just get everything done to my specifics. I'll phone you later this morning from the zaibatsu or the compound."

"Yes, sir," Markus said, a bit on the fearful side. "The others and I will make sure everything's taken care of..."

"Good," Jin said with a nod. "I shall speak to you later."

"Goodbye, Dono Kazama."

"Goodbye," Jin replied, and then hung up.

"Well," Hwoarang began, drink in hand. "What are we gonna do now? Just stare at static all night long and hope that Wulong and Fury leave again...?"

Jin shook his head. "No," he said, turning his head to the right in order to once again face his lover. "I want you to get some sleep. If we're really going to fly halfway across the world today, at least one of us should be rested."

Hwoarang formed a bedazzled expression. "Uh, Jin? Have you forgotten already or did you miss the part where I basically said I couldn't sleep if I tried?"

Jin took another drink from his alcoholic beverage and said, "Then drink until you pass out." He rolled his dark, almond eyes at Hwoarang. "You're good at that."

Hwoarang pursed his lips, smirking. "You're a damned mean drunk, Jin."

"Hey," Jin raised a finger and pointed it at Hwoarang, "I am not drunk."

"Well," Hwoarang said again. "You're definitely on your way." He gestured to the Long Island Iced Tea in Jin's left-hand.

"Whatever," Jin replied, as though he was brushing everything the Korean had said off his shoulder. "I still want you to try to get some sleep, Hwoa."

"And like I said," Hwoarang continued, earnestly, "I couldn't sleep this morning if I tried."

"So you, what?" Jin said as he stared the computer screen, which still currently had nothing to show but static. "You plan on sitting at my side all night long, staring at nothingness?"

Hwoarang nodded a single time. "If you can do it, I can," he said, before taking another drink. "Besides, they can't stay in there forever, especially on what for them would be a Saturday afternoon."

"Well it's Sunday morning here, so I don't have anything better to do."

"No even me?" Hwoarang whispered into Jin's left-ear.

"Hmm," Jin uttered, tapping his chin in what was clearly faked thought. "Maybe, maybe not..."

Hwoarang gave Jin a scolding bump in the bicep. "C'mon, Jin... let's finish our drinks and then get back into bed," he said with a large smile on his face. "Maybe by the time we're done—which hopefully won't be for a very, very long time—Wulong and Fury will have left the hotel."

"You should work in the business world," Jin said with a forced chuckle. "You're quite good at persuading people..."

"And don't forget," Hwoarang said, chugging from his drink for a few, brief moments. "Even if it is my turn to be on the bottom this time, you're not gonna tease me. You promised, don't forget."

Jin emitted a small exhalation. "Fine," he said, "I won't."

"Good." Hwoarang nodded. "Well, drink up..."

0.0.0

"Oh, hell..."

"What's wrong?"

"They're going at it. Again."

Bryan Fury laughed out loud. "Wire it to me, will you? I want to see everything."

Lei Wulong shook his head. "No, Bryan," he replied seriously. "I'd rather not see it anymore, thank you."

"I find that hard to believe." Bryan laughed again. "Kazama thinks he's so fucking smart, and yet all of this time, he didn't think to check the taps on his own webcam of all things..."

"He'll figure it out soon enough. Besides, that doesn't matter," Lei said to his companion. "He knows where we are now and has even purchased two sets of plane tickets, from Tokyo to JFK, and then from JFK to the DFW Airport. We need to get out of the Dallas-Fort Worth area as soon as possible."

"Why?" Bryan asked him. "You're not afraid of them, are you?"

Lei took a seat on the king-sized bed, using his eyes alone to check the time. "No. No, of course not," he replied, although he had sounded somewhat unsure of himself. "I'm... I'm afraid of what I'd allow myself to-to do with them, if you know what I mean... or what they'd try to do to me..."

"What...?"

"Don't try to sound so clueless," Lei replied as he lied back on the bed with a hand over his forehead. "You know exactly what I meant by that..."

Bryan stood up from the leather armchair he had previously been sitting in, and then walked his way to the king-sized bed, lying down upon it before wrapping his right-arm protectively around Lei, who was now looking back into Bryan's icy eyes.

"You're telling me you still love them?" Bryan whispered, his lips a mere inch from Lei's.

"Y-Yes," Lei replied in a shallow voice. "But that doesn't matter. I'm not in love with either of them, only you... I'm yours forever and you do know that..."

Bryan leaned forwards and kissed Lei, who responded to Bryan's kiss with a mixture of enthusiasm and lustful fervor, much like he always did.

Bryan whispered, "I'd be inclined to give you some 'alone' time with Kazama and Hwoarang," and then went on to say, "So long as I'm permitted to watch in some form or fashion..."

Lei formed a baffled expression and bolted upright in their bed. "You can't be serious, Bryan," he stated while looking down into the other cyborg's eyes intently. "You blew a man's head off a mere eight days ago for calling me a 'pretty chink'."

"Yeah," Bryan began with a scowl. "But that guy was asking for it. He tried to make sex with you part of our drug deal and also called you my 'pretty, pretty whore'." He scowled again. "If I hadn't blown that fucker's head off, you would have. I could tell."

"Well," Lei whispered softly. "I admit the thought did cross my mind on multiple occasions, but you know how much I still detest killing people, no matter what they've done or what they say to me..."

"But you have had your 'slips', as Kazama would put it..."

"Fine," Lei huffed. "I have, but every time I was only trying to protect you and our cover, which as of this afternoon has been blown," he said exasperatedly. "Like I said, we need to get the hell out of here before that option fades..."

"Have you forgotten I have a major cocaine deal going down fairly soon?" Bryan asked him. He didn't appear worried or afraid in the least.

Bryan turned onto his back, before Lei placed his head on Bryan's strong chest, feeling as it rose and fell with every breath Bryan's aimed to take. "And what if Jin was to bring another one of those 'special' guns with him again, Bryan?" Lei inquired him.

"They're not interested in me," Bryan replied, seeming as though he believed his own words. "No, they're flying halfway across the world to fuckyou again, and we both know it, or at least I do, anyway. But, as I said, I'll give you some 'alone' time with them so long as I get to watch via hidden camera or other means..." He grinned wickedly.

"I can't believe you would say such a thing to me," Lei said, sitting up to a small degree in order to interlace the fingers of his left-hand with Bryan's own. "When you put this ring on my finger... I promised to forsake all others for eternity, just as you did, and yet, not even two months later, you want to set up another threesome for me with you as the voyeur...?"

Bryan merely shrugged against the pillow. "I also vowed to do anything I could do to make you happy, Wulong, and while you might be unaware as to this fact, I have caught you getting yourself off to Kazama and Hwoarang more than once since we've been married..."

Lei knew, at this moment that, if he were still capable of blushing, his face would have reddened to the extreme. "Well," he murmured, having no clue or idea what the hell he should say. "Why-Why didn't you stop me...?"

"You don't interrupt a guy when he's self-serving," Bryan said simply. "It's just not right."

"So, you just expect us to stay here until Jin and Hwoarang show up at our front door...?"

Bryan shook his head. "No," he began calmly. "First, we need to leave and go somewhere so that Kazama's lackies can bug our room. Then when we come back, you shut off the hotel cameras while Kazama's bugs 'record'... then the next time we leave, Kazama will have quite a show to watch..."

Lei frowned at Bryan. "You expect me to have sex with you while I know we're being recorded the whole while for Jin and Hwoarang and God only knows who else to see...?"

Bryan ran the palm of his right-hand down the left-hand side of Lei's face. "I know you, Wulong. Better than anyone. Better than you know yourself," he whispered seductively. "You can't tell me the idea doesn't make you hot..."

Lei initially said nothing.

"Come on, Fury-Lei Wulong," Bryan continued, whispering into Lei's ear after having given his full earlobe a quick, gentle lick, "Let's give Kazama and Hwoarang a show they'll never forget..."

Lei moaned when Bryan moved to claim his mouth, while Bryan ran a hand back through Lei's long and thick strands of ebony-silver bangs all the while as he meanwhile moved one of his knees in between Lei's legs.

"Did Kazama or Hwoarang make any suggestion on what they thought we were 'like' together?" Bryan asked, and then began kissing a trail down the side of Lei's neck.

Lei nodded and bit back a gasp. "Hwoarang said he-he, ah... thought we were into-into... S&M..."

"Smart kid," Bryan said as he continued to kiss the side of Lei's neck, while Lei lulled his head back into the soft, white pillow. "Anything else?"

"I didn't understand over half of what he was talking about," Lei said in between soft moans and gentle caresses. "He mentioned... ah, things like-like 'spreader bars' and 'anal beads' and 'nipple clamps' and 'full body restraints'... I really didn't understand any of it nor did I bother to look it up for fear of what I would find..."

Bryan moved to claim Lei's mouth once again. "As I've said before, still so fucking adorable," he whispered against Lei's lips. "Well, we wouldn't want to disappoint them..."

"What-What do you mean by that?" Lei asked as he looked up into Bryan's ice-blue eyes.

"I propose we go 'shopping' for some new toys," Bryan said with a dark grin. "Give Kazama and Hwoarang a show they'll really never forget, and make them jealous while we're at it..."

"B-Bryan I... I still don't know how I feel about all of this..."

"I do," Bryan said, running the fingers of his left-hand through the vastly long strands of hair which currently made up Lei's ponytail, which was still held down and low over the front, right-hand side of Lei's chest. "It makes you feel hot. Your body temperature elevated itself the second I mentioned it, not to mention the 'threesome' idea..."

Lei raised an eyebrow. "What did you have in mind, Bryan Fury-Lei?"

"Like I said... we go out and get the toys while Kazama's men set up the hidden cameras in our suite..." Bryan grinned deliciously. "Then we'll return and give Kazama and Hwoarang both a show they won't soon forget..."

"Bryan," Lei whispered as he continued to look into the other man's colder eyes all the while. "I... I don't know how I feel about letting other people watching us, well... having sex... I-I hope this doesn't mean you're getting bored with me already..."

Bryan turned Lei onto his back again and then kissed him once more, before he then licked a trail up Lei's neck and to his ear. "I could never get bored with you," he whispered back into Lei's ear. "I'm just trying to have a little fun, that's all... I also want you to get 'Jin' and Hwoarang out of your system and you out of theirs. If they weren't so goddamned obsessed with you, they never would have found us in the first place."

Lei smirked up at him. "And you expect me to 'get them out of my system' and 'me out of theirs' by having sex with them...?" He smirked again. "Forgive me for saying this, but that suggestion is just as ridiculous as it is insane."

Bryan chuckled darkly from above Lei. "Well, in case you've yet to notice, I am ridiculously insane. But, we both know that's part of what you love about me..."

"I still think we should both both leave before Jin and Hwoarang have a chance to get here," Lei whispered hesitantly, his eyes temporarily adverted away from the glance of Bryan's own.

"And I say we stay," Bryan said to him. "C'mon, Wulong... you knew I wasn't a 'vanilla' sort of guy when you said, "I do"..."

Lei raised an eyebrow. "Well... what exactly is it you're proposing, Bryan...?"

Bryan grinned down at Lei, and then pushed his knee harder between Lei's legs, causing Lei to emit another unintentional moan. "I propose we do exactly as I said," Bryan said to the man beneath him. "Let's leave and go get some new toys to play with... I looked up places in the nearby locality that sell them and found a great place on Greenville Avenue... While we're gone, Kazama will have his men temporarily shut down the adjacent cameras in the more 'traditional' sense and then bug the penthouse, and more than likely will leave the bugs recording without viewing the footage concurrently through the internet, as I'm more than sure Kazama knows all about your... 'special' abilities by now... No, the fucking bastard will probably wait for us to leave the general vicinity again and then play back the footage with his whore sitting right next to him..."

Lei frowned. "I told you not to speak about Hwoarang like that." He scoffed at Bryan. "Or Jin."

"As if they haven't said worse things about me..."

"Two wrongs don't make a right, Bryan."

"Wow," Bryan said sarcastically. "Tell me something else I've never heard before."

Lei finally gave in. "Alright... I-I'll do as you say..."

Bryan flashed Lei another dark smile. "Don't you always...?"

0.0.0

"That's him."

"Where?"

"Over there," Lei whispered as quietly as he possibly could. "The African-American man in the black suit... Markus, as Jin calls him... Jin didn't think I'd be able to crack the phone's code in less than seven minutes, but it took me less than two..."

"Who's he talking to and what are they talking about?" Bryan asked Lei as they walked through the lobby together, hand-in-hand.

"He's talking to someone else now... someone named 'Andrew'... Jin gave them and several others instructions on when and how to bug our room," Lei replied quietly. "While I heard some of it before via Jin's webcam once I realized he was tapping us from his home computer after we left the mall, Markus is currently telling Andrew to round up 'the others' and then shut down the cameras on our floor so that I'll be unable to trace the recordings when we get back... Jin wants the primary hidden cameras placed in the light-fixtures over our bed..."

"Kinky," Bryan said, smiling. "It's so obvious that Kazama wants a 'show'... I mean, over our bed? Come on. I doubt he'd go through all of this trouble just to watch us watching T.V."

Lei sighed audibly as he and Bryan exited the lobby through the translucent, revolving doors. "I hate to say it, but I agree with you..."

The two men walked around the colossal hotel building that was the Ritz-Carlton, into the parking lot around back before they made their ways to the very back of the lot. Upon reaching their rented, black Mercedes-Benz, Bryan removed a set of keys from his coat pocket and unlocked the automatic doors, getting into the driver's seat while Lei got into the passenger's side.

"If Jin had cars following us from the mall," Lei began. "Then—"

"He'll probably try to have more of them follow us now," Bryan finished for him. "What I don't get is why you weren't able to tap them before. I mean, you always know when we're being tracked."

Lei shook his head and sighed, buckling his seatbelt into place. "Jin probably had whoever he has following us ditch their cellular phones and drive 'older' models; vehicles that aren't equipped with GPS tracking devices."

Lei suddenly placed a hand on the side of his head, rubbing it as he let out an unintentional and rather loud groan of pain.

"The headaches again?" Bryan asked, his voice bearing an unusual amount of concern.

Lei nodded. "Yes," he said, and then groaned again. He placed both hands on his head thereafter, gasping in more pain still.

"Hey," Bryan said, taking Lei's left-hand into the grasp of his right. "It was the same way for me for a while, though I know how much worse it is on you than it ever was for me... You can hear everything."

"And send," Lei said with a sigh. "I think I just sent another accidental text... Somewhere, back in the hotel, a guy was trying to break up with his girlfriend via text message and also mentioned he'd been having an affair with her best-friend..."

Bryan quirked a brow. "Oh yeah? What'd you say?"

Lei sighed and rubbed his head again told him, "I said, "Fuck you, Mitch, you sorry son of a bitch. Go to hell, you cheating asshole. 'Mitch' rhymes with 'bitch' for a reason, after all..."

Bryan laughed out loud, but then calmed his laughter when he realized just how much pain Lei really was in.

"I just can't shut it out," Lei whispered softly, rubbing at his forehead. "I hear everything and keep accidentally sending texts, instant messages, e-mails... shutting things down and then booting them back up... tapping into people's conversations... It's driving me crazy..."

"Do you want some more Fioricet and Vicodin for the pain?"

"Maybe later," Lei replied, wincing in yet more pain.

"Maybe later my ass," Bryan said, turning further to his right and then opening the glove compartment. "I know that look. You're overloading again. You know what happens if you overload for too long and your pain tolerance is tested too much. You'll-You'll seize again... and then involuntarily shut down for days at a time again, while I'm forced to lie next to you in bed the whole while and worry about whether or not you're going to wake up at all." He removed a set of prescription pill bottles he had placed in the glove compartment for such an occasion and handed them to Lei. "Don't make me force the fucking things down your throat again..."

"Fine, Bryan," Lei said with a sigh. He opened up one of the prescription pill bottles and proceeded to take four Fioricet pills, swallowing them down two at a time with a bottle of water. Afterwards, he took four of the Hydrocodone pills.

"I want you to take four more of those," Bryan stated, gesturing to the bottle of Vicodin.

Lei sighed again, more from the pain he was experiencing than from Bryan's words. "I thought you didn't want me to become an addict? Hell, Bryan, you've been making me take this shit at least every other day now and sometimes more for almost a month! Not to mention the occasional Morphine and Ativan shots."

"And like I said," Bryan began, angrily, "Either you take the pills, or I force them down your fucking throat like I did last week." He glared at Lei. "I'm sure you remember how much you enjoyed that..."

Lei huffed, "Fine," going on to say, "But I don't want you to try to take advantage of me in this vehicle again if I unintentionally get 'high' like before."

Bryan quirked an eyebrow. "Take advantage of you?" He couldn't help it. He laughed again. "You were the one who pulled me into the backseat of the car on top of you before you begged me to take you."

"I wasn't in my right mind..."

"Oh? And what about all of the times you've asked me to do the same when you're drunk?"

Lei initially said nothing, considering Bryan did have a decent point. Instead, he only took four more of the Vicodin pills as Bryan had told him to do.

Lei put the drugs back into the glove compartment, before Bryan grasped at Lei's left-wrist in order to seize his attention all the further.

"Did you remember to take your Keppra, Vimpat, Depakote, and Ativan pills today, too?"

"Yes, Bryan," Lei whispered quietly. "I always do, because you won't let me forget..."

"Like I said," Bryan whispered back in a serious voice. "I don't want you to have the seizures again, either... Fuck, Wulong, they scare the living hell out of me..."

Lei turned to the left and smiled softly at the other man. "I-I know how worried you are... but don't worry too much... I'm sure this will all pass in time... You speak as though you're actually afraid I'm going to... well, die..."

Bryan took Lei's left-hand and brought it to his face, kissing its palm. "I won't let you die," he said quietly. "I don't care what it takes... even if we have to..."

"No," Lei replied, sternly. "I'm not going back to Tokyo to see Bosconovitch. I-I'll be fine..."

"You're getting worse, Wulong..." Bryan replied, staring into Lei's caramel eyes intently.

Lei rolled his eyes. "That's all in your head, Bryan, and honestly, I am tired of talking about this. I haven't seized in over two weeks now, when I was having them every several days for a while after I accidentally caused that blackout in New York..."

Bryan's eyes narrowed. "Yes," he began, sounding harsher than he intended to. "When your new abilities first manifested themselves while we were there, you grasped your head in your hands, screamed out in agony, overloaded, had the worst seizure you've ever had, and then shutdown completely... I picked you up and carried you out to the car and got you out of the city as soon as I could, but since you were out of it, you weren't able to see how completely insane the entire city had gone. Fuck, Wulong, by the time I managed to get you to a hotel outside of New York once the blackout had ended, you still didn't wake up for five fucking days!" His eyes and voice softened to a degree. "I put you into bed and just... held you the whole time, listening to you breathe... I didn't sleep or move from your side the entire time, and when you finally came to, I..."

"I know," Lei said with a soft smile. "You... cried, and then made love to me... more gently and lovingly than you ever had before..."

"You remember when you said you'd kill yourself if anything were to happen to me?"

Lei nodded.

"Well, I'd do the same if anything were to happen to you..."

"I'm not going to die, Bryan," Lei whispered again. "You're my lover, my partner, my husband, my soulmate... I'd never leave you alone like that..."

Bryan leaned forwards, as did Lei, and then the two men kissed one another, tenderly, passionately... Bryan placed his hand on the back of Lei's head, pulling him closer, keeping him from pulling away just yet, while Lei moaned softly into Bryan's mouth.

They finally pulled away from one another. Lei said, "Please don't worry too much about me... I-I'm getting a better grasp on my mental abilities as the days go by, I swear... it just may take a little while longer before I'm able to fully control them... but I'll learn in time."

"Fine," Bryan said, sighing. "But in the meantime, you're going to keep taking your medications when and if I tell you to, and you're not leaving my sight."

"I-I understand," Lei said, temporarily interlacing the fingers of his left-hand with Bryan's right. "But-But what about Jin and Hwoarang...? You couldn't be serious about me sleeping with them at your consent..."

Bryan formed a very serious expression. "I know you want to, but if you do, it will be a one-time thing. Kazama brought you back to me and gave me this life with you while Hwoarang tried to stop Kazama from forcing himself on you, so I feel it only fair that they get a present..."

Lei's mouth temporarily gaped open. "What...?" he said, shocked. "What are you now, my pimp?"

Bryan grunted. "Of course not," he replied in a frustrated manner. "Like you said, they'll be here fairly soon—probably by tonight around midnight—and if we were to leave, they'd just keep following us until they eventually find us. I know they still want you just as you still want them... As I said before, I simply want you to get them out of your system. And, when you're done with them, I want you to talk to them and explain why you can never be with them... ever again."

Lei looked down. "Fine," he said under his breath. "I-I'll stay and talk things over with them, but I'm not going to sleep with them. Period."

"That's fine with me," Bryan said simply, and then started the car. "I'd much prefer that way, anyhow. Just remember, you're the one who pretty much said, "I don't want to be around them because I don't know what I'd allow myself to do with them."

"I'm not that weak-willed," Lei muttered as he and Bryan exited the massive, grave-paved parking lot. "Even if I do think about them from time to time... you're the one I want to be with more than any other... so when and if Jin and Hwoarang do confront me, I'm only going to talk with them. Tell them I'm fine, that you and I are fine, and then send them on their way. Besides, I doubt they really would fly halfway across the world just to have sex with me, as you so bluntly put it while we were in our hotel room earlier. I'm sure they're just worried about me and what to make sure I'm alright..."

Bryan quirked an eyebrow at him. "There's something you're not telling me."

"I-I..."

"Tell me," Bryan stated demandingly. "What did Kazama and Hwoarang say, exactly, once you realized we were being tracked before you took a temporary peek through their webcam...?"

"I..." Lei stammered once more. He turned and looked out the window to his right. "They-They were talking about... about wanting to have sex with me, among other things..."

"See?" Bryan smirked at Lei.

"That doesn't mean I'll do it, though!" Lei said in what sounded like more of a whine than a statement. "And if I didn't love you so damned much, I wouldn't be going with you to a sex shop right now so that my friends can watch us fuck!"

Bryan laughed at him.

"Don't you dare try to turn this into a joke...!" Lei said loudly, whining still more, in Bryan's opinion. "I think you just want an excuse to explore your own sick fantasies, too...!"

"We've done S&M before," Bryan said casually.

"Nothing this hardcore..." Lei muttered out of the corner of his mouth. "Now to change the subject... you do know we're being followed at the moment, right?"

Bryan made a left-hand turn and said, "Of course I do."

Lei rolled his eyes again. "This is wonderful. We're on our ways to a sex shop of all places, while our room is meanwhile being bugged by Jin's men, and once we get to said sex shop, Jin's subordinates will let him know where we are before Jin gets word... that we're at a sex shop."

Bryan shrugged as he continued to drive. "I doubt any of Jin's men will actually follow us in, and you can simply shut down the cameras when we enter." He laughed darkly. "Besides, I want him to be surprised, after all..."

"So..." Lei began, turning his head to the left and looking at Bryan, who was still intent on driving. "What exactly is it you're planning to buy in there...?" He swallowed. "I mean, I don't really want anything inside of me that's not you, if you know what I mean..."

"Leave that up to me," Bryan replied with a grin. "Still, no toy could be larger and more satisfying than me..." He grinned boastfully. "You know what I'm really into, though."

Lei sighed. "Yes, restraints, but every time you've tried that with me, I'm always able to break them, even when I don't mean to... so what makes you think it would be any different now...?"

"Turn your strength down," Bryan said, speeding up briefly so that he wouldn't hit another red light. "I taught you how to do that months ago."

"You always keep yours at one-hundred percent, unless we're having sex." Lei cast a frown at Bryan. "And by the way, I want to remind you again that I don't like it when you do that. I'm not some fragile little doll. Also, even if you can control it, I'm still not very good at that. I'm always... scratching my nails into your back and shoulders, biting into your lips, hard enough to draw blood, when I truly don't mean to... or wrapping my arms or legs around you too tightly, making it so that you can barely breathe..."

"Yeah, so?" Bryan asked him. "What's your point?"

"That I like rough sex," Lei said bluntly. "Don't get me wrong, I love it when you make love to me gently, too, but... the sex just hasn't been the same since New York... and when we make love now, I'll sometimes ask you for it harder and rougher, even beg you... and you'll merely kiss me and say something like, "Maybe next time..."

"Oh?" Bryan said in response, his grip around the steering wheel tightening to a degree. "Fine, then. When we get back to the hotel, I'll fuck you senseless, make you beg, make you bleed, make you cry... is that what you want...?"

"Y-Yes," Lei whispered without looking at Bryan, his eyes half-lidded at the mere thought of Fury doing such things to him. "You said you wanted to give Jin and Hwoarang a show... and I don't see how fucking me so gently that it's like watching a bad, soft-core porno in slow motion will give them much of one..."

"Ah, I see now," Bryan continued, simpering. "You're trying to provoke me into hurting you."

"Well... is it working...?"

"No."

"But will you do it anyway?"

"I'll... try," Bryan muttered. "If that's what you really want, I'll try..."

"Do you promise...?"

"Fine."

Bryan and Lei reached Greenville Avenue, at which Bryan made a right-hand turn onto the street off of Northwest Highway. "It should be right up the road somewhere soon to the right," Bryan stated, keeping his eyes open for the shop.

"Zoom in," Lei said, having already used his own enhanced vision to zoom in on the store.

"Easy for you," Bryan mumbled. "You're not driving. It's dangerous for me to do that when I am." Still, as much as Fury hated to admit it, he was slightly jealous of Lei's mental abilities, which far exceeded his own... Wulong could do almost anything he put his mind to—somewhat literally. Bryan often wished he could do the sorts of things Lei could do, rather than relying on him all of the time... No, he wanted Wulong to rely on him, not the other way around... it made him feel weak, not to mention that Wulong was physically stronger than he was, too, which only made things worse.

Nevertheless, Bryan couldn't have asked for a better partner, in any sense of the word, and he planned to keep it that way. While Bryan hadn't confronted Wulong about it in quite some time, he still worried at times that sometime, eventually, no matter how distant in the future it was, if Wulong would actually... leave him in his eternal life. Fuck, he was sure that Lei could pretty much take his pick out of practically anyone he wanted to be with, especially with his enhanced abilities—man or woman—but no... Lei Wulong would never leave him, as he had told Bryan many times before. Hell, the night Bryan had finally worked up the courage to propose to him, he had half-expected Lei to laugh out loud and tell him he couldn't be serious. He still remembered, so very vividly, how he had gotten down on one knee, held up the solid gold ring in one hand, and quite literally said, "Lei Wulong... will you marry me?" He had felt strangely nervous and even somewhat—make that extremely—absurd...

Tears had filled Lei's eyes. He had said, "Of course I will..." Bryan had then placed the ring on the ring-finger of Lei's left-hand, before they'd had some of the most passionate sex they had ever had. As ridiculous as it would all seem to most people, and although Bryan did love Wulong enough to give him anything he wanted, it had also, secretively, been a technique of Bryan's to ensure that Lei would be all the less likely to ever leave him... After all, if Wulong could get a set of extremely attractive twenty-one year old men like Jin Kazama and Hwoarang to fall so hard for him, even with their age differences and even when they were already in a relationship with each other of all people, he could surely get anyone to fall for him... especially now. Bryan swore Lei became more attractive by the day, especially considering the fact that Lei would no longer age... although he also knew Lei's 'new look' had been catered from Fury's style and personality having influenced him to a notable degree, such as the silver in Lei's hair as well as the overall, general darkness his appearance had taken on.

"We're here," Lei said, looking out the window to his right at the sex shop that was Condom Sense...

Bryan snapped back to reality, realizing he had nearly missed the turn into the shop. He pressed the base of his right-foot on the brakes a little more harshly than he had intended, before he made a right-hand turn into the shop's extremely small parking lot.

Bryan and Lei both noted that the two vehicles which had been following them didn't bother turning into the shop's small lot, and the both of them knew this was because Jin didn't want to make it too obvious, even though he already had. Jin was probably hoping he could check out whatever it was the two of them were doing in the sex shop through the store's interior cameras, though Jin also probably figured that Lei would be smart enough to shut them down while he and Bryan were in the store.

And of course, Lei was.

"I shut down the cameras," Lei said to his companion. "We're good to go..."

Bryan smiled at him. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were excited about all of this... either that or high."

Lei chuckled. "I suppose it's a combination of both..."

"Are the headaches any better...?"

"Yes." Lei nodded. "They are... thank you..."

"Hey," Bryan said, placing a hand on Lei's nearest shoulder. "It's my job to push drugs, don't forget."

Lei could only chuckle again, as he and Bryan opened the car doors and then shut them. Lei followed Bryan's lead into the sex shop, weary and yet eager at the same time.

"I've never, well... been to one of these places before," Lei said the moment he had entered the store, averting his eyes to the side the second he saw the colorful vibrators and dildos on display. There was also a ton of pornography plated against the far wall...

"I have." Bryan smiled smartly. "Where did you think I got all of that stuff I use on you?"

"You mean used to use." Lei huffed with disappointment.

"Like I said," Bryan began, taking Lei's right-hand into his left and giving it a gentle squeeze, using his opposing hand to tilt Lei's head up by the chin and leaning down to whisper into his ear. "If you want me to make you beg, bleed and cry, I will... just remember that you asked for it... and that I'm not doing it because I hate you, but because I love you..."

"I love you, too," Lei whispered with a soft smile, before Bryan leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on his lips.

"Now," Bryan said as he pulled away, a dark smile on his scarred face. "Let's check out the toys..."

0.0.0

6 hours later...

The phone rang.

Jin awoke with a yawn, while Hwoarang stirred in bed next to him.

Jin unwrapped his arm from around Hwoarang's waist, sitting up in bed and rubbing at his forehead. He groaned ever so slightly, feeling, well... a little hungover, after the four Long Island Iced Teas he'd gone through earlier that morning...

Hwoarang turned over onto his right side, rubbing at his left-eye. When he realized the phone was ringing, he bolted upright in bed and practically shouted, "Answer the damned phone, Jin! It's probably about Wulong!"

"You're right," Jin replied, mildly annoyed with Hwoarang's shouting, but as he fully agreed with Hwoarang on the topic at bay, he merely reached for the nightstand and answered the appropriate cell-phone. Surely enough, it was the burner cell-phone he'd put on reserve for any and all information regarding Lei Wulong and Bryan Fury.

Jin pushed a button on the phone and then brought it to his ear. "Yes? I see. Wait a minute... they went to a what...?"

"What?" Hwoarang eyed Jin with ultimate curiosity. "What is it?!" he shouted, agitating Jin all the further.

"Ssshh, Hwoarang." Jin shot him a brief glare. "Be quiet, I can't hear. No, not you, Markus," he said with a sigh. "Please, continue... Good. You installed the bugs in their hotel room while they were gone, and you say they came back for a few hours and have now left again, correct? Where are they now? Humph. There's a surprise, coming from Lei, anyway. Yes. Tell him to go inside and keep an eye on Fury and Lei while they're at the bar, given the fact that Lei more than likely shut its camera's down, especially if he has any idea that we're on to him. Hell, with everything he's capable of... he has almost God-like powers for this day and age that is the technologically-dependent 21st century. Yes, I do want you to relay all of the previously-recorded footage to me from their hotel room to my private account, and make sure the cameras are recording them again when they return. Goodbye." He placed the phone back on the nightstand.

"Well?" Hwoarang said loudly.

Jin rubbed the side of his head again, still feeling relatively hungover. "Lei and Fury are currently at some sort of bar or club."

Hwoarang made a gesture with his hand, as though urging Jin to give him more information than merely that. "And...?"

Jin sighed again. "Around the time you and I passed-out this morning, Fury and Lei finally left their hotel room, before Fury drove Lei to... a sex shop of some sort..."

Hwoarang furrowed his brow. "What...?"

Jin nodded. "The good news is that my men were successfully able to get the bugs planted in their room while they were gone, and then left them to record manually."

"Which means...?"

"Which means that I was likely able to get some video footage on them without their knowing."

"Okay," Hwoarang said a little too eagerly. "Let's see what we've missed!"

Jin rolled his almond eyes. "And what if all they've been doing is watching T.V.?"

"Uh, Jin?" Hwoarang said to him. "They went to a freggin' sex shop."

"And Home Depot," Jin added with a shrug. "As for the toys, though, they may have been for later..."

Hwoarang smirked at his lover. "Right," he said slowly. "They're for now and we both know it."

Jin huffed and sat down at his computer chair, while Hwoarang sat down on the chair he had pulled up next to Jin's revolving, leather chair earlier that morning.

"Okay," Jin began firmly. "Lei and Fury are currently getting smashed at some high-class club. This is the perfect opportunity to review the previously-recorded footage."

"Well?"

"Well what?"

"Duh," Hwoarang said suggestively. "Let's see what we've missed out on!" His voice lowered to a whisper. "Especially with all those, you know... 'toys' they bought."

"And like I said," Jin replied. "The 'toys' could have been for later."

"And I still say we look up the footage on your computer right fucking now."

Jin sighed. "Agreed..."

0.0.0

A/N: The rating doesn't take a dive until the next chapter... when I write a new fic (even if it's a longer one-shot) I try to save the p0rn for later, lol.

Anyway, thanks for reading and hope you all have a happy New Year!.!.!

(And I still hope those who are reading this read "The Ninth Level," too, lulz...