Title: Under the Bed

Category: Beyblade; chapter

Summary: It's a little hard to sleep at night, especially when there's murders happening all around. Who is able to avoid leaving any evidence? Only something that's been at this for years. Kai and Miguel come face-to-face with this evil creature, but will they be able to keep their wits about them when he's killing their closest friends left and right? How about when he decides to turn the torture onto them? Who will be able to survive the massacre set up by the one and only boogeyman?

Pairing: Miguel/Kai, Bryan/Tala; hints of: Lee/Ray, Tyson/Max, Kenney/Hillary, Claude/Mariah

Warning: animal torture, language, sadism, shounen-ai, suggestive themes, torture, violence

Rating Warning: On standard TV rating (which I am going by for this), this fic will be rated PG-13 to R if not over due to the violence, torture, and language used. I do not suggest anyone who does not like horror movies/fics, suspense, or gore to read this. You have been warned, and if you continue to read and have a few things wrong with the story against the warnings, I cannot be blamed or held accountable. That is my disclaimer for the rating.

Other Notes: I don't really know where this fic came from in my mind. I guess it's been a while since I even thought about writing a dark-themed fic. Well, this one tops anything I've ever thought about. I wish I had the patience to hold this until Halloween, but I can't. So, you'll just have to read it again around Halloween for a good, scary, freaky fic. Please don't think I'm some sort of sadistic person who gets a rise out of other people's pain because I'm not. Everyone is entitled to writing a gory fic every now and then. Good for the soul....and brain muscles. ^^ Also, this fic is slightly based upon the song: "Boogie Woogie Wu" by ICP (Insane Clown Possie). I blame my best friend/big sister for letting me listen to the song. I never would have because of the group's name. Who loves insane clown possies? Not me.

Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade or the idea of the Boogeyman. We all know he exists somewhere out there, whether real life or just in our minds. Therefore, I had no part in creating this being.

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Under the Bed

-Things that Go Bump in the Night-

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The beast lives out in the raging storm. In the dead of night, the ravenous blood-sick creature searches for its sacrifice. Through the hideous darkness it lurches, driven by death itself. Only the satisfaction of slaughter will cause it to return to the darkness from which it came.

- "Boogie Woogie Wu" by ICP

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Lightning cracked, thunder rolled, neither comparing to the thrum of rain upon the window of a moving bus. The roaring sound seemed to echo throughout the vehicle, even over the loud conversations of the passengers. Time seemed to slow down, none of the occupants in any hurry to leave the dry interior. Excitement mixed in with anticipation of the previous and next tournament which was close by, courtesy of the Beyblade Battle Association, or BBA. The sport of beyblade was new to the game as opposed to the rest of the age-old sports. Originally, the use of spinning tops was a game for young children as the way to pass time, and by adults, it was a deadly weapon, utilizing the sharply created tops to attack their enemies in battle, as much as any sword or axe could. During the past ten years, it had become a rather popular sport, organizations creating tournaments for any and all who were able to pass the preliminaries. Many teams entered the tournaments, but only a select few get chosen for the championships, held once a year. Only one team, though, could be crowned champion. Only one team, also, had the highest record to beat, or rather one person of the team had the highest record of championships to beat.

The team started out as the Bladebreakers, but after two years, they changed their name to G-Revolution, stating that they had changed and renewed their way of life for beyblade. The members included Tyson Granger, the three-time champion of the world of beyblade, Max Tate, Ray Kon, and Kai Hiwatari, team leader. Their strategist, only known as Kenney or Chief, had also been with them for the past three years. They also added a new member to the team: a young boy named Daichi. Red-headed, feisty, but innocent all around, he made up for the childish nature that the team once had. Of course, he was a bundle of energy, too.

G-Revolution wasn't the only famous team on the bus that night. Two members from the Blitzkrieg Boys were there as well as one member from White Tiger-X. Of course the handsome leader of the Battalion - once called Barthez Battalion - was also on the bus. His soft, blonde hair and equally as charming blue eyes were the second most attracting thing on the bus, and his name was just so erotic: Miguel Lavalier. Who would be able to hear that name and not go into a frenzy?

Alright, I had to take a right on Vain Street, didn't I?

I stretched my back a bit, feeling the cracking in-between my shoulder blades and instantly relieved from the pressure that had been building up. Maybe the others didn't want to get off the bus, but I sure did. Being stuck on a vehicle for the past five - almost six - hours did not sit well with me. I was so bored, I was starting to go back onto Vain Street. As I looked out the window, I saw the words "Vain Street" on the green and white sign. I sighed, not really believing my luck, put down my finished book, and looked around. Everyone was spread out, each one with his or her consecutive partners or friends.

Tyson and Max laughed and joked with Hillary and Kenney. Yes, Tyson, after three years, finally asked Max out on a date. It was awkward for each of them for they didn't want to ruin their friendship, but after being locked in a closet by Hillary and my teammate Matilda, they eventually got over their shyness.

Kenney and Hillary quit beating around the bush two months before, Hillary gaining the courage to kiss the Chief at a party one night. It was really quite cute when Kenney started stumbling around with stars in his eyes.

I had been told that Ray and Lee had been dating for the past three years, ever since they made up their differences in China during the Bladebreakers' first go around. They were good for each other, if anyone dared to ask me.

Tala and Bryan made up the middle section of the small bus. According to Kai and Spencer, one of which was not on the vehicle, they had been going out for some time, since ten years old, I believe. Long time, if anyone asked me.

Unfortunately, my team wasn't able to make it on the bus. There just wasn't enough room in the small contraption for them, the rest of White Tiger-X, and even Spencer had to get on another bus. He was too tall. No joking, there. I had tried to stand up a few hours earlier to stretch a Charlie-horse in my calf and ended up banging my head against the top of the steel thing. The headache wouldn't go away after that.

As I continued to gaze about the vehicle, seeming to find that my only source of entertainment for the time being, my blue eyes landed on the figure next to me. He was staring out the window, listening, no doubt, to the sound of the rain. His violet eyes were soft, face relaxed as opposed to his posture which sat properly in the poorly cushioned seat. The book he was reading to catch up on his business class back at the university sat, discarded, in his lap, finger marking his page. I watched as his exotic eyes blinked behind those messy slate-blue locks of hair that made up his bangs. His head turned to where his gaze met mine. Obviously, he knew I was watching him. On the outside, his face didn't change, but his eyes hardened slightly to a questioning look. I just smiled a little and grabbed his free hand with mine, interlacing our fingers together. His hands were slightly chilled from the cool temperature of being near the window, but they quickly warmed in my own.

The phoenix next to me glanced at our hands and let a small, nervous smile grace his lips, trying to ignore the light pink forming along his cheeks. He was still getting used to our relationship.

Yes, I said relationship. Take that, fangirls!

I had asked Kai out a few weeks after a small get-together Tyson and his family hosted a few months ago - five months after the fall of BEGA. At the get-together, which lasted an entire two weeks, Kai and I had to share a room and had actually gotten quite close, considering neither of us liked large crowds and spent most of the time in our room. Afterwards, I had been slightly busy with the team and getting Barthez completely out of the picture. So, I hadn't been able to ask Kai anything, but we still kept in touch because I needed the help with court cases and such. Kai had offered his expertise from him dealing with his deranged grandfather, and I took it. We, of course, talked about a bit more than just the case. So, when my team and I returned to Japan, I asked him on a date. I was more than surprised when he agreed. He was slightly reluctant, not really knowing how to deal with a relationship, but I guess that was why he wasn't with anyone at the time. No one had taken the time or patience out to work with him about that. I had, and boy, was it worth the wait. I moved in with him two months ago in a decent apartment in Japan. It was nice. No, we hadn't exactly gotten to "that" stage in our relationship, yet, due to previous experiences on both of our accounts. We decided it would be worth the wait.

I squeezed his fingers in reassurance, leaning back to get more comfortable. He scrunched his nose in contemplation, eying my shoulder with that steady, yet wavering, gaze. Switching his sight to my blues, he asked a question without even speaking. I smiled, nodding. All he wanted was to lay his head on my shoulder as he looked out at the rain. How could I say no to him? He was so cute and adorable. Of course, I'd never say that to his face. I'm not that under warranty that he wouldn't belt me for the comment. He sighed a little in relief, switching his seated position to where it was more comfortable to lay his head on my shoulder. I sighed myself, resting my own cheek against those wild locks, inhaling his equally wild scent that was purely Kai.

We stayed that way before Mr. Dickenson stood up from his seat in the front of the bus. "Boys and girls," he started, and it took all I had to keep Kai where he was, "I'm afraid that we are going to have to stop for the night, or until the weather lets up. There is an inn a few miles down the road that I've been on the phone with. They have rooms waiting for all of you."

Everyone agreed to stopping. Some were just starting to feel anxious about the on-going thunderstorm that seemed to be getting worse. I personally wanted out of the bus so I could stretch and walk around. Conversations began again as the older man sat down back in his seat, no doubt getting ready to call the other beyblade teams at the hotel we were supposed to have stayed that night.

"I don't see why people get scared because of a thunderstorm," Kai mumbled next to me.

I watched him for a bit, his head still on my shoulder. "Well, not everyone is as brave as you are," I teased, smirking a little to let him know I was joking.

He snorted as he caught my look. "Well, they should be. It would make things go a lot smoother."

I chuckled. That was like Kai to have the last word when it came to banter. I once watched as he and Tala, another champion at banter, go at it. Tala had been dared by Tyson and Kai had been dared by Johnny of the Majestics. No one expected them to do it, but with the promise of silence from the two for an entire twenty-four hours, who wouldn't comply? Needless to say, their banter contest lasted for an entire three hours, my Kai winning because Tala hadn't been able to come up with a retort within the time limit: five seconds.

Johnny didn't speak for twenty-four hours after that, and was it bliss.

No one ever dared the Russians again, though it was quite amusing. Then again, Kai was getting flustered which caused a deep blush to spread from his collar bone to his cheeks and ears. I happen to have enjoyed that little detail.

What? My phoenix looked cute blushing.

It wasn't long before we arrived at the inn, and I'd be damned if it wasn't the creepiest, almost run-down place on the planet. Kai frowned as the building came closer, seeming to trust the place as far as he would be able to throw it. It was a ten-story building, give or take, an ugly gray that would have been a forest green sometime in the twenties - 1820's that is. It took on a slightly Southern American Victorian style mixed with the English Gothic cathedral. Vines of different shades and species ventured up the rustic walls. The shrubs and trees on the property would have looked very pleasing at one point, but the lands were too far gone to even think about doing anything with them. The only modern part of the entire place was the parking lot and drive-up, both made of aged concrete that definitely needed patching up as we bounced around, hitting pothole after pothole.

"You have got to be kidding me," Lee commented, nose wrinkled in distaste as he gaze out of the window in the seat in front of us.

"Exactly what I was thinking," I agreed, squeezing Kai around the waist as he tensed, feeling both the lion and tiger's eyes glancing at him, the house, and me. Everyone else outside our relationship were also getting used to Kai and me being together, even though it had been four months. They were so sure they had Kai figured out to be the cold hearted loner of the beyblading world, and were they ever wrong.

I got to see a side of Kai Hiwatari that no one else outside his immediate friends saw - which only included Tala and Bryan (Spencer wasn't on the list due to several reasons unknown by me yet). He put on the tough-guy front all day, every day, but at night and in privacy, he seemed a completely different person. Soft spoken, fragile yet strong, openly caring and emotional. He laughed, joked, cried, everything when we were together. Yes, he was a person; he was human. I loved our private moments with just the two of us. Sometimes, I wished that he would be more open out in public, that way I wouldn't have to knock someone flat every time they said something cold about him, but in a way, I didn't want him to. I felt special that it was just me who saw this side of Kai. Eventually, I knew he'd open up to the others, but I enjoyed being the only one until then.

"This place looks like it's been condemned for the past hundred years," Ray shook his head. "I'd much rather sleep on the bus than in there."

"I agree, Ray," Kenney piped up, and I could tell he was trembling. Scary situations were definitely not his forte.

Kai and I watched as Mr. Dickenson ran out into the hotel from Creepersville - excuse me, inn from Creepersville. Everyone stood up, slouching so as not to repeat my earlier performance, and getting their things together. I started to stand when the cool hand wrapped in my own stopped me. I looked back, spotting the worry in Kai's violet orbs.

"What's wrong, Kai?" I asked softly so that no one else would hear.

"There's something about this place. I think we need to convince Mr. Dickenson and the bus driver to keep on driving," he responded, glancing back and forth between me and the run-down inn.

I frowned, my brows scrunching together. Kai rarely had bad feelings that required him to comment on them. He normally kept them to himself or sidestepped around other's ideas as a way of keeping them out of trouble. He always had these feelings of good or bad. Tala called it his psychic ability. Kai called it instinct. Whatever it was, he was always right.

I nodded to him. "Alright, when Mr. Dickenson gets back, we'll talk to him."

Kai returned the nod, biting his lip a little and crossing his arms and legs. He was worried, nervous even. I'd never seen him like that before. The whole situation put even me on edge.

"Hey, guys, what's up?" Tyson asked. I realized that he noticed the way Kai was acting. "What'd ya say, Miguel?" His goofy grin eased the comment.

The corner of my mouth twitched a bit to let him know I got the joke, but the nervousness that Kai was feeling was rubbing off on me. Ray and Lee seemed to realize it as well.

"I think I know what's going on," Ray started, wrapping his arms around himself. "I don't wanna go in that place as much as anyone. It gives me the creeps."

I saw as Kai's violets connected with Ray's golds. A hidden meaning passed between them, and I began feeling a bit jealous. Lee's own orbs flashed my emotions. Don't get me wrong, I cared for the tiger as much as a brother would, but it was the boyfriend in me getting out. Kai and Ray had always been close - not as much as my phoenix and Tala, but still close. It seemed Ray and Max were the ones Kai got to know better than most and they him. All they had to do was share a look, and each one knew what the other was thinking or feeling. Ray and Max developed this tag team maneuver in order to keep my boyfriend from killing the three time World Champion many times.

So, yeah, it annoyed me greatly when they did that. Lee, too, I supposed.

As Mr. Dickenson came back on the bus before anything else about the house could be said, Ray, Kai, Lee, and I waved him to the back. The jolly, heavyset man smiled, his eyes twinkling in a concerned gleam. His dark orbs never left my phoenix as Kai spoke. It seemed if anyone could get Stanley A. Dickenson to agree to anything, it would be Kai.

"Mr. Dickenson," he stated formally, "we need to keep on moving."

Wow, blunt and to the point. That's my boy!

The elderly man blinked at the comment and sighed. "I know you all don't want to stay the night in something as this, but I assure you it's much nicer inside than out."

I heard my phoenix growl in frustration. Obviously, he wasn't making any grounds with this man's mind. Wonderful.

"What Kai means, Mr. D, is that there's something about this place that just doesn't set right," Ray complied. Nice save.

"By what do you mean, my boy?" Stanley's eyes went back to Kai who was starting to figit, violets catching something in one of the inn's windows.

"I mean, I don't have a good feeling about this. We need to leave. Now," he muttered, ever so slightly inching closer to me.

I locked eyes with Mr. Dickenson and nodded. "I agree with Kai. There's just something about this place that isn't right. I don't feel safe, and if Kai doesn't feel safe, then it's not, and I'm with him.

The older male took another look around at each of our faces and then back at the other six. Everyone was serious, even Tyson, and that was rare in itself. I think Hell froze over. He sighed, defeated. "Alright, I'll have a talk with the driver." He left.

I sighed, "Thank goodness."

Ray nodded at my statement. "I agree, but we're not outta the clear yet."

"What do you mean?" Hillary piped from the front of the bus. Everyone's attention was diverted onto us when we called Mr. Dickenson over.

"He means that something could come up that will keep us here," Kenney explained, and I saw Kai's brows furrow, his eyes spaced out in worry as he flicked his gaze to outside the window and the back of the seat in front of him. He was more than nervous. He looked like an animal caught in a cage for the first time with no way out.

Tala seemed to notice as well for he shifted in his seat just as I sat down to silently give Kai some comfort. "Kai, what's this place feel like?" Well, leave it to the ice wolf to bring up the million dollar question.

The entire bus went quiet.

My phoenix bit his lip again, unconsciously pressing in closer to my side. He switched his gaze to stare completely out the window at one of the windows. "Death."

"How bad?" Bryan inquired before anyone could panic. "Can we handle it?"

I noticed with much satisfaction that he was being serious, and that everyone else was too. It seemed I wasn't the only one who noticed that Kai's feelings were always right.

Slate hair shook in a negative. "Worse than anything I've ever come across. The abbey and the alleyways of Russia have nothing against this place. It's pure torture and pain." He watched a clerk from inside walk out and get the mail. "Even the people here know it." The man hesitated ever so slightly from entering back into the inn before doing so.

Tala and Bryan shared a look between them. "You know what it is?"

Kai turned to glare at the two, causing Tala to eep slightly. "I'm not psychic," he ground out.

I chuckled a little as my boyfriend let his two friends squirm under his gaze. Wrapping an arm around his waist, I felt his tension ease, and he sighed before turning back to the window, rain pouring in rivers down the outside glass.

"Excuse us for asking a question," Bryan muttered, and I used almost everything I had to keep my phoenix sitting. His hand searched mine and grasped it, squeezing tightly in an attempt to calm himself. I smiled at it. He had been looking to me for different forms of comfort for the past two months, and I was enjoying every minute of it.

Hey, it wasn't everyday that one could hold and love on a phoenix as wild as Kai Hiwatari himself.

Yes, I was a pervert. I was Spanish. I couldn't help it. It was in my blood.

Glancing out the window, I noticed Mr. Dickenson rushing out to the bus. He came up the metal steps and acknowledged us apologetically. My gut sank.

"I'm afraid you all are stuck here for the night. I've got a ride to the next town over to a business meeting. There are no hotels there, and I'll be staying at the building all night. The driver is also having to go to the next town. He's been called out, and other driver will be here in the morning to continue the drive."

"Take us with you, Mr. D.," Tyson pleaded. "We can sleep on the bus, promise!"

Everyone started agreeing with the navy haired blader, including me.

Mr. Dickenson raised up his hands. "Now, now, everyone," he started.

"There's no way we're staying here, Mr. D.," Max said, taking up with his boyfriend's idea.

Mr. Dickenson sighed and put on a steeled face. "Now, boys and girl, you don't have much of a choice but to stay here. It would be better for all of you to stay in a dry, warm place overnight, especially with this storm. A bus is no place for any of you. Now, collect your things and get on inside before this storm gets any worse." It was the grandfather tone. No one messed with the grandfather tone.

Kai full out glared at the older man. It wasn't often anyone saw the phoenix do such towards the elderly man. Only when it was dire that the Russian was listened to. He stood, grabbing his stuff and brushing passed me to the front to where he stood inches from Mr. Dickenson.

"I'm sorry, Kai, but-"

"Save it." He slid by the man and down the steps in one swoop. I watched him enter the inn without so much as a trace of fear or wariness.

Mr. Dickenson sighed and followed the G-Revolution leader inside. The rest of us grabbed our things and complied. As we entered the building, a chill ran over my spine. Brushing it off as the cold rain, I strode up to my boyfriend who stood in the middle of the front lobby, steel faced, back straight, postured rigid. I'd only seen him stand like that once before. That was when I actually caught sight of Voltaire Hiwatari, Kai's "grandfather." He had gotten out of prison as a form of visitation to his grandson they granted him. Kai stood so still and stiff I thought he'd turned to stone. That was, until he ordered Voltaire out of our home in front of the police officers. Voltaire had such a disgusted, disapproving gaze, I knew we'd never had to worry about him coming around again.

I stopped beside Kai and brushed my fingers along his hand, willing him to look at me. He closed his eyes in a slight prayer to calm himself before looking at me. Hurt was etched deep in those dark violets. I didn't blame him.

An older man came over just as Mr. Dickenson waved goodbye to us. We watched with heavy hearts as our only way away from the inn left with the bus driver.

"Welcome, kids. I'm the manager of the place. Call me Grant," his German accent was worse than Robert's from the Majestics. "Elda will show you to your rooms." He motioned to a young woman with short dark hair, her eyes just as dark and lifeless.

"I'm afraid," the manager went on, "that we have lost power a little while ago, and the back-up generators are malfunctioning, but each of your rooms has an oil lanturn for light. I hope you enjoy your stay. Breakfast will be served in the morning at seven should all go well. I'm afraid you just missed dinner."

"Awe man," Tyson grumbled from the back of the group. I smiled a little and wished Max the best of luck that night. A hungry Tyson was never a good thing.

"Follow me, please," Elda monotoned. We all picked up our bags and followed her to the stairs. Oh, wonderful. I knew I wanted to walk around a bit, but climbing stairs to an unknown level after sitting down for hours was not really what I had in mind.

We finally reached each of our rooms, Kai relaxing a bit due to the fact each room was either next to the other or across the hall. We were all in a confined area; which was a good thing considering the circumstances. We bid each other goodnight and ventured into our rooms.

I had to admit that Mr. Dickenson had been right about the interior. It was quite extraordinary. The four poster bed complete with canopy and sheets as deep red as velvet. Two dressers, one long horizontal complete with mirror, the other tall and vertical, were on each side of the room. The carpet was a dark red to compliment the sheets. Everything was accented with gold and green. Red silk roses adorned the bedside table and dressers. The walls were a deep gold, almost sandy brown. Red and gold vine work was the detailing at the top of the painted walls. There was a large window overlooking the lake in the back yard of the inn, perfect view of the mountains that we had just left as well. Crimson, thick curtains blocked the ugly clouds. An oil lamp was seated on one of the bedside tables. There was a door on the other side of the wall where the lengthy dresser sat that led to the cream and coffee colored bathroom.

It was beautiful, and Kai standing next to the window just made it even more beautiful.

I smiled softly at the scene and set my bag next to my boyfriend's on the bed and strode over to his side. Wrapping my arms around his waist, I rested my chin on his shoulder as we stared out at the rain. He sighed and relaxed in my embrace, leaning his head against mine. His fingers ventured to intertwine with my own at his stomach. We stayed like that for many minutes, just enjoying holding each other. I sighed again and kissed his neck under the high collar of his turtleneck. He moaned a bit and tilted his head to the side as I started nibbling and massaging that thrumming vein on the side of his neck with my tongue. My hand ventured underneath his long sleeved shirt to tease and press down on his bellybutton and abs.

Yes, my baby has a six-pack. Ha, ha.

Kai and I had never gone "that" far, but nothing said we never did anything but. I loved Kai. I had come to terms with that a while back. Kai and I had yet to say those words, not wanting to jynx our relationship, but I said it all the time in my mind. I knew he knew. He knew I knew. It was an underlying message between the two of us. I loved him in more ways than one. I loved him, and I loved his body. Who couldn't? I would never take it as far as my libido wanted without his consent. It had taken us four months for us to get to the stage just before sex, and that was after living with each other for two. I wanted him, yes, but I wasn't going to push it.

So, when I finished torturing his neck, all the way to that adorable, sexy Adam's apple, I stopped.

He stood, slightly limp in my arms, and I watched him. His face was red with passion, and it took all I had not to ravage him right there on the cushioned window sill. His dark, dark violet eyes locked with mine. Soft, enticing. Gods above, I loved him so much, but if he didn't stop looking at me like that, I was going to explode!

"Miguel," his naturally pouting lips spoke, catching my attention. I hadn't kissed those lips since that morning before we left our hotel room. I was going through withdrawal, but Kai came first. Play later.

"Yes?" I asked, rubbing a thumb along his bottom lip. It was killing me! Hurry, Kai!

His eyes flashed with uncertainty. "I know it isn't exactly the place we wanted but. . . . I mean-" he trailed off.

I frowned, not really understanding what was going on in my phoenix's mind. He bit his lip, eyes on me before they flicked to the bed and then back to me. I understood then.

Hot damn, I was getting laid tonight!

Okay, bad choice of words. Good thing Kai can't read minds.

I smiled softly and turned him around in my arms to where we were facing each other. I tilted his head up with my finger under his chin to where his eyes met mine. I let him see the love and compassion for him, the passion, the lust, the want, the need. I let him see into my eyes just before I claimed his lips as mine. His body relaxed and relied on instinct after that.

At that point, I was glad I had the foresight to lock the door behind me.

I released his lips, though it about killed me to do so, and led him to the bed. Gently, I helped him lay down, giving him kisses along his face, neck, and lips in encouragement. He relaxed and surrendered to my tongue as it devoured his warm cavern. His and mine battled for quite some time before he let up. In the meantime, my hands had wandered all over his body, removing his form-fitting jeans that I had talked him into buying, his shoes, and his socks. All that was left was his shirt. I broke away to remove my own button-up, his eyes racking over my chest as the fabric slid to the floor. He sat up a bit, me straddling his hips, and locked his hot mouth onto one of my nipples. Oh, gods, I about came.

He nipped, prodded with his tongue, and sucked so hard until one was erect. Then, he moved on to the other. I noticed his hands had wound their way to my jean button and zipper. He unzipped me with considerable care. I shivered at his touch. It was like playing with fire. You did it just right, and gods, was it erotic. Too much would burn you.

He pushed my pants down to my thighs, but I wasn't able to move to where I could discard them. He held me in place. His butt slid down, bringing his mouth down farther. My knees were at his stomach. His hands kneaded my buttocks as he engulfed me whole.

We'd gone that far before, but gods, that night was like it was the first time for either of us. All the sensations, all the teasing. It was almost too much.

Almost.

My cheeks burned in flush, and when I shared a look with Kai, it made him groan, the sound vibrating up my shaft. I gasped, gritting my teeth against the overwhelming feeling. If I wasn't careful, I'd come. So, when Kai released me, I gripped his shoulders, slid him up, and locked tongues with him while slipping off my pants the rest of the way. My thick hand ventured to his own neglected shaft, teasing it with light touches up and down and at the head. I had the phoenix whimpering beneath me in a matter of seconds. My hand lowered to his sacks, kneading them like he did my ass and enjoying as he jumped a bit, electric shocks traveling through his body. I released his mouth, both of us panting, and with my free hand, slipped his shirt over his head, relishing in the sight of wet slate hair flowing softly to collect at his forehead. I bit back a groan and noticed the complimented lotion on the bedside table next to the wall. I grabbed it, pumping a little in my hand and coating it before kissing the phoenix again and pressing against his entrance with the tip of my finger.

He tensed against me, but my tongue helped get his mind off of things. I slipped in a finger, his body jerking slightly underneath me which just sent jolts of pleasure through my groin. I prodded around with that finger before carefully slipping in another while devouring his mouth so hard saliva was dripping down the sides of our lips. I had him so distracted that he didn't even flinch when the second and third finger entered, stretching him as wide as he could go. It got to where his body was reacting with my menstruations, slamming down on my fingers for more pleasure as I scrapped his inside walls lightly with my short fingernails. I raped his mouth so hard and fast. He needed the distraction. He'd told me what had happened to him, and I told him my story. I had gotten over mine a while back with a lover who died a little after. Kai had never gotten over his ordeal. So, I had to think back to what helped me.

So far, so good.

I let up on his mouth as my fingers exited. He panted, cheeks as red as the sheets below him. I searched his darkened eyes. "You ready, Kai?"

He gulped down the rest of the saliva that had been brought up and nodded, hands gripping my biceps and shoulders as he shifted his legs, each one on the outside of my thighs. I sat between him, shivering at the hunger that was building even higher for this beautiful god below me. I wouldn't have been able to stop if he wanted me to.

I lathered up my erection as much as I could and positioned myself. I watched his face as I entered, kissing away the pained lines etched along his brow. I kissed him deeply as I sheathed myself completely inside him. Gods, he was tight. I strained to not pound into him. I couldn't. I had to take this slow.

So, I let him adjust, my body still, until he looked at me with those wanting orbs, nodding his consent. Bless him! I pulled out almost completely before entering again with a little more quickness than I had the first time. I did this a few more times, getting faster each one until I had him groaning and tugging on my shoulders for more. I quickened our pace, angling ever so slightly to that spot I knew was there. I had to cover his mouth with my own to muffle the scream that erupted out of that strong throat.

"Harder," he whimpered after I released his mouth again.

I complied.

I pounded into him as hard and fast as I could go, striking that spot at just the right times. His hands and fingers clung to me, his body meeting me in time, his hot mouth on my face just as mine was on his. Our sweat mixed together. Our moans mixed together. When he said my name, I his. I pounded harder, faster, vaguely realizing that I was pushing our limits. I reached in-between our two, sweat soaked bodies and grasped his member, only needing to tug once before he came hard and fast, the loud scream muffled by my own as our lips met. I came inside his clamping walls, my seed deep inside him as I struck that spot one last time.

Our bodies shook as one, our breath mingling as we came down slowly from our high. I braced myself, trying so hard not to collapse on top of my lover. Kai met my eyes, his glassy, sated, happy. We shared a kiss before I reluctantly pulled out of his tight interior. I fell next to him, still breathing heavily. He rolled over to face me, and I pulled him into my arms. We stayed that way for a while, relaxing, happy.

I sighed, contented, and pulled Kai closer to me. His head shifted on my chest in a nuzzle, one hand splayed out in front of his face. He strained his neck upward for a kiss, and I complied. Who couldn't after making love like that? His tongue met mine in a playful match before surrendering. I explored that now-marked territory, feeling that heat return to my groin. Of course, that could also be because Kai's hand made its way down there. I moaned as his nimble fingers touched, prodded, and teased. Looked like round two came closer than expected. Oh, well, time for me to return the favor, if only that bumping sound and singing would stop.

I pulled back as the sounds grew louder, and even Kai stopped his menstruations to listen.

"What is that?" he asked, voice thick, deep from sex. I shivered at the sound of it. He raised an eyebrow at me, eyes questioning. I shook my head, trying to not look at the sexy sight that was right there.

"I don't know," I admitted. "Maybe the generator is trying to kick back on?"

Kai's slim brows narrowed slightly in contemplation, nodding. "I suppose you could be right, but what of the singing?"

I listened to the awful thing. It sounded as if a broken record player was trying to work. It also sounded like some kid's song. "No clue. It's probably one of the other residents or Tyson and Max trying to listen to a song on the radio again?"

He nodded again just as the sound stopped. I shrugged and gently turned his face to where it met mine again. He smirked a bit before letting me claim his mouth again. I was just starting to return the favor he gave me earlier when a loud knock sounded at our door. I growled, pulling away from my boyfriend's lips and hastily getting out of bed, stomping over to my pants and gingerly putting them on. Jeans and a hard-on did not mix. I saw as Kai did the same, a general pout on his face. I was about to say fuck it and toss Kai back onto the bed, screwing him senseless. That look was a little much. I ground my teeth as I unlocked and opened the door.

Tala stood just inches from my face, his fist ready to strike the door again. He smirked as he caught our flustered appearance. "Sorry to disturb you two," his smirk widened."

"What do you want, Tala?" Kai gruffed from behind me, crossing his arms. No! Kai, uncross, uncross. . . . Never mind, don't. No one is to see your body but me!

The wolf's face grew serious. "I was wondering if you two heard those weird noises?"

Kai nodded along with me. "Yeah, we just figured it was some other attendant and the generators," I replied, fighting with myself so I wouldn't slam the door in Tala's face. He interrupted us for that? Damn him.

Tala scratched his head. "Yeah, that makes sense. I was just wondering if it was you two, or we were hearing things. Bryan heard it, too."

"I don't know what else it would be," I ground out, wanting him gone. I finally had Kai to myself, and he had to butt in.

The wolf just smirked and chuckled. "Alright, alright. I'll leave. Jeeze, if you wanted to screw, all you had to do was say so."

That was the last straw.

I slammed the door in his face, smirking like a maniac as I heard it connect with his nose and the following curses thereafter. There, I felt better.

Kai chuckled a little behind me, and I gazed at him. He stood with the lamp just next to him, casting its golden glow upon his pale body. His pale, sculpted, lean, sexy body.

Fuck it.

I strode over to him, picked him up bridal style while ignoring his startled cry, and dumped him on the bed, me following. I crushed his lips with my own, discarding his jeans quicker than Houdini would have been able to do. Grinding my fabric-clad groin against his, I devoured and relished in the moan that escaped his throat. I nibbled at his ear before whispering, "Mine." He moaned again and struggled to undo the button and zipper on my pants.

Now, where did I put that lotion?

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Dawn came too early, and lo and behold, it was still storming outside. I groaned as I looked at the time on my phone. It was seven in the morning. Screw that, I was going back to sleep. I had Kai cuddled up next to me. I was warm. I was sated. Fuck it, the world could do without Miguel Lavalier for a few hours, or days. Whichever worked the best.

Kai sighed and snuggled closer unconsciously. He was dreaming peacefully again. That was a good sign. When I first found out that Kai suffered from nightmares, I was horrified that I wasn't able to do much for him. It soon winded down to as long as I was near, he would dream peacefully.

I closed my eyes, tightening my hold on the phoenix. Sighing, I was about to drift off to sleep.

If a loud scream hadn't echoed through the halls, I would have.

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End Chapter One

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Well, how is everything so far? Not scary? Duh. If you put all the scary stuff in the first chapter, then no one wants to read the rest! ^^ I did put a little lemon and lime in there for ya! ^^ Do I get points for that?

Hope you're enjoying and will review to let me know! Chapter two will be up soon, if not later this week or next week.

Enjoy the rest of your day, but remember at night to not look under the bed.