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Chapter 2:

"I'll make this as painless as possible," Miguel teases as he starts to walk, effortlessly holding Kai up off the ground.

Kai mutters a small indignant noise, but then sighs, resting his chin on Miguel's shoulder as he wraps his arms a little tighter to keep himself from falling off. He doesn't quite understand why he's blushing. Ok, maybe it has something to do with the huge crush he has on the blonde, but Miguel is merely helping him. It's not like he's whisking him away to his room to…you know…

"How long have you been in Japan now?" he asks, trying to pull himself out of his current thoughts.

"About two weeks," Miguel replies turning his head a little to speak with Kai, smiling softly when they brush their cheeks against each others. "Mr. Dickinson is paying for the hotel rooms. How was Russia?"

"Cold and miserable as usual," Kai replies. "I just had a few errands to run."

"Sounds like you're a real jetsetter," Miguel jokes.

But Kai merely snorts. "Hardly. But my private jet does come in handy."

"Private jet?" Miguel repeats, sounding like he's impressed.

"Well, yeah," Kai once again mutters in embarrassment. "You're not to tell Grev. They don't know and I don't want them to know."

A look of understanding appears on Miguel's face. "Afraid they might bug you for a trip around the world?"

"Exactly."

Miguel laughs as he turns his gaze forward, focusing on the task at hand. He tries to calculate the quickest route to the hotel, but realizes that it's going to be the most crowded as well. He debates whether or not to take the long way to keep Kai happy, or to take the quickest way so he can put ice on that swollen ankle as soon as possible.

Kai's health comes first, so the quickest way it is. He'll deal with a moody Kai later.

"How's your elbow?" He asks, suddenly remembering his other injury when Kai shifts on his back, trying to get comfortable.

"It doesn't hurt anymore," Kai answers honestly, flexing his arm a little to prove his point to the blonde. "I really don't get why they call it the funny bone, though."

That question brings a smile to Miguel's face. "I guess other people find it funny when someone else hurts it."

Kai seems to huff at that response. "Most likely."

As Miguel makes his way onto the busy streets, he waits for a yell or cry of disgruntlement from the teen on his back; instead all he gets is silence. He tilts his head to side and realizes that Kai has his eyes shut. It looks like he has fallen asleep. Miguel's gaze immediately softens as he looks upon Kai's peaceful face. This young man works way too hard. He needs a break. Maybe he can talk him into taking one.

Or trick him into taking him to Spain where he'll kidnap him for a couple of days. That kinda sounds like fun, actually.

Thankfully, the hotel lobby is relatively empty so Miguel makes it to his room with no interruptions.

"We're here," Miguel announces, jostling Kai on his back just a little to awaken him from his nap.

Kai snaps his eyes open with a start and he immediately glances at his surrounding, a dusting of red gracing his cheeks when he realizes he fell asleep. It wasn't his fault or anything; Miguel just has a very comforting aura.

Miguel carefully places Kai down on the queen size bed before moving to grab the pillows from the cupboard. "You should probably take your pants off," he suggests, turning his back on the teen when he feels a light heating sensation appear on his cheeks. "I can wrap your ankle better that way."

A small "Oh…" of embarrassment is all that Miguel gets and a second later he hears the sound of rustling clothes falling to the floor. He looks in the closet and pulls out a large shirt for Kai to wear, to give the shy teen more coverage if he wants it.

Offering the shirt, Kai practically snatches it out of his hands and slips it over his heart, covering his muscle shirt and boxer shorts, his scarf and jacket sitting on the floor with his pants and shoes.

"Stay here," Miguel practically orders as he places the pillows on the bed, propping Kai's ankle up. "I'm just going to get some ice to hopefully stop the swelling. And Make sure your ankle stays propped up."

Kai does what he is told and flops down onto the bed, his eyes staring up at the ceiling, thankful that Miguel didn't turn the light on, relying on natural light from the window to illuminate the room.

"I didn't think you knew first aid," Kai states as Miguel returns to the room, ice wrapped up in a make shift ice pack in his hands, carefully placing it on the injured limb. "You're pretty good."

Miguel smiles at the compliment as he digs around in his bag for a pressure bandage. "I'm doing a first aid course, but it's pretty much self taught."

Kai rolls his head to the side, a look of confusion on his face. "How so?"

"The instructor isn't exactly focused on the task at hand. He tends to veer off topic…a lot," Miguel explains, his voice trailing off and his eyebrow giving a quick twitch when he thinks about said instructor.

"I see," Kai murmurs, appearing deep in thought. "Are you doing it with the BBA?"

Miguel nods. "That's right."

Kai gives him a weary and sympathetic smile. "Then I think I know who you're talking about."

"The course finishes next week where we'll have a test," Miguel says with a hint of relief in his voice as he removes the ice from Kai's ankle and starting from just below his toes and works his way up gradually to his lower leg, he carefully wraps the swollen appendage with the pressure bandage.

"Oh," Kai replies, the weary smile never leaving his lips. "I guess you could call this studying, then?" he adds, lifting up his ankle just as Miguel finishes tying it off.

"Not exactly," Miguel says as he laughs lightly as he carefully pushes Kai's foot back onto the pillows. "The test next week will be about CPR."

"Ah," Kai says with realization in his voice. "You mean the DRABC Action Plan?"

Once again, Miguel chuckles as he flops down onto the bed next to Kai, resting his head in his hand as he lies on his side. "You've heard of it?"

"Danger Response Airway Breathing and Circulation," Kai says, reciting their meaning. "Yeah, I've heard of it. I've done first aid, but that was a while ago now. I really should renew my certificate. I keep forgetting where you position your hands when you start the compressions, though."

"That's actually fairly easy," Miguel says as he gets a wicked idea. "Let me show you. Lay down on your back."

Kai gives him a genuine look of surprise. "Huh?"

"Think of it as practice for my test next week," Miguel says as he gives him a charming smile.

Kai raises an eyebrow in question, but after a moment he shrugs and does what he is told. What's the harm? He knows Miguel would never do anything to hurt him. "Ok."

Miguel moves onto his knees and kneels by Kai's side, leaning over him. He places his both hands on Kai's stomach, slowly trailing his fingers up until he reaches his lower rip, smiling softly when Kai emits a small noise of surprise, but does nothing to push him away.

"You locate the lower end of the breastbone by running your fingers along the lowest rib on each side from the outwards inwards," he explains as he runs his fingers lightly over Kai's skin, causing him to twitch a little.

Kai smothers a chuckle, suddenly feeling very ticklish and restrains himself to stop his hands from grasping at Miguel, hence making him stop. "That tickles."

"You're supposed to be unconscious, remember?" Miguel points out, mentally filing away this new found piece of information that Kai just happens to be ticklish.

"Sorry," Kai replies as he tries to keep a straight face.

"You locate the upper end of the breastbone by placing your finger in the groove between the collarbones like this."

Taking one hand, Miguel trails a finger along Kai's collar bone, stopping at the hollow of his neck, feeling Kai's pulse speed up under his finger. Kai's breath suddenly catches in his throat and he licks his lips, trying to quell the unfamiliar sensation of anticipation swelling in his chest.

"Then, extend the thumbs of each hand equal distances to meet in the middle," He goes on, doing just that, placing both his thumbs in the centre of Kai's chest. "Keep the thumb of one hand position and place the heel of the other hand below it, on the lower half of the breast bone."

He then places his hand flat against Kai's chest, feeling his breathing quicken through the fabric of his shirt. He leans over the teen just a little, looking down at him with his blue eyes shimmering with a sense of passion.

Kai stares up at those eyes and finds himself becoming lost in their depths, certain that his own gaze is shimmering with as much passion as Miguel's is. "How are you going to practice mouth to mouth?" he suddenly asks, licking his lips again in anticipation.

"I have an idea," Miguel replies, staring down at his lips.

"Go on then," Kai urges, his voice barely above a whisper, but his eyes are giving Miguel this come-hither look.

Who could resist that?

Miguel places his hand on Kai's chin, tilting his head back ever so slightly. He stares down at Kai, giving him ample time to push him away if he wishes to. However, Kai seems to realize what he is doing and simply closes his eyes, signaling to Miguel that he is more than welcome to proceed. Miguel smiles softly as he leans down and presses his lips firmly, yet tenderly against Kai's, sealing their lips with a kiss. Kai parts his lips on a mew of pleasure when he feels Miguel run his tongue along his bottom lip and then his top. His mew turns into a moan when that same explorative tongue slips past his lips to expertly devour the warm interior of his mouth, taking his time to search and caress every inch of his mouth. Each stroke is deliberate and sensual, the kiss drawn out and feverish.

With their hearts thumping loudly in their chests, Miguel gives Kai one last linger caress, running his tongue along the roof of Kai's mouth before slowly pulling away, a mild sense of satisfaction in his shimmering blue eyes when he realizes that Kai is panting softly, a heavy blush marring his delicate features.

"That isn't how you resuscitate someone," Kai says as he continues to pant softly and he licks his lips. "Not that I'm complaining, though."

Miguel, too, licks his lips, his gaze momentarily falling on Kai's swollen lips, wanting to nothing more than to kiss him again. "Want me to try again?"

"Practice makes perfect," Kai replies, his hand moving up to grasp onto Miguel's shirt, pulling him down. "Besides, aren't I supposed to put ice on this ankle every two hours?" he asks, motioning down to his ankle that is resting on a stack of pillows and earning himself a smile from the blonde. "Got to do something to pass the time, no?"

"I couldn't agree more," Miguel replies quickly before leaning down and pressing his lips against Kai's once again.

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