Chapter 21

Arrian sat in the locker room, resting before the last match. He was feeling pretty good, he wanted to test his skills against a world champion, but deep inside himself he knew it would not be that big a challenge for him.

His leg ached from the kick he had given Greg on his back.

Damn! What the hell is that guy?

Shut the fuck up, asshole! We still have one more match to finish. And besides I'm taking this one! You punk bitch! Holding back like some fucking sissy. I'll show you skill.

Arrian couldn't help the smile that tugged at the corner of his lips. Kyori was quickly becoming one of his favorite people. Sure he was more... straight forward, than Arrian...

What the hell am I doing? Thinking of Kyori as a different person, He is ME!

Jake was sitting near the crowd, waiting for the intermission to be over. When he happened to spot a group of women and girls.

That is some high quality pussy there! He thought to himself.

Time to work my world champion charm for all its worth.

Jake thought as he walked over to the group of women.

Miranda watched as Jake looked their group over and nudged Cindy when she saw him begin his journey to them.

"I bet he is gonna hit on us," Miranda said.

All around her the girls nodded their agreement.

Sure enough, Jake made his way to them and began his attempt at seducing one or more of the ladies.

"Hello ladies, I'm Jake Forber current martial arts world champion. I knew I would regret not coming over and introducing myself later," seduction dripping from every word he uttered.

He especially gained Sarah's attention.

"I don't like you," she said out loud for him and several people around to hear.

All the women had to stifle their laughter as Jake attempted to win the little girl's favor.

"Oh what a precious little girl. Do you want some candy?" he asked.

Arrian was jerked back, something tugged at his mind.

... I wish Daddy was here...

He wasted no time in getting to his feet and walking towards the gym.

"You sure you don't want candy sweetheart?" asked Jake, irritation clearly beginning to break through his seductive plans.

"You should go; Daddy won't like you bothering us," she said.

"Oh your Daddy is here? Well where is he?" asked Jake in a condescending tone.

Arrian stood behind Jake, and heard the last exchange his little girl and the man had, he was beginning to get upset. He had quickly made his way to Sarah once he heard her plea.

"He is right here," he said in a cold tone.

Jake's eyes widened and his head snapped back like he had been hit on his forehead.

"Daddy!" squealed Sarah.

He pushed past Jake and took the girl in his arms.

He kissed her cheek and she kissed his.

Jake looked around and noticed all the girls' smug faces, like they knew he wanted to seduce them, but failed terribly.

I'll teach them to make fun of a world champion! He cursed in his head.

He gave a general good-bye before heading towards the officials.

"I don't like him Daddy," Sarah muttered again as she nuzzled Arrian.

Arrian looked in between the locks of hair that blocked his view of Jake. Who, now from a distance was openly staring at Cindy or Miranda or perhaps all of them.

"He was trying to seduce us," Cindy said as she noticed Arrian's eyes peering in between her daughter's hair.

"Trying?" he asked them.

Miranda chuckled as she answered, "Yeah, Sarah said she didn't like him and he kept trying to win her over. Too bad he didn't know Sarah is loyal to her Daddy."

She giggled as Arrian looked at a contented Sarah who laid her head against his shoulder.

He noticed Sharon was quiet as always.

"Sharon?" he said.

"Oh, yes Arrian?" she asked shaking off her thoughts.

"It's nice to see you out and about. I'm worried about you. We are going to need you now more than ever, aren't we Helen?" he said glancing between Sharon and Helen.

Helen nodded and blushed a beautiful shade of pink.

Just then the intermission bell rang and it was time for the last match of the night.

Remember Kyori, I'm giving you partial control. If you go too far, I'll take control back.

Yeah, fuck-face, I got it the first time you said so. Jeez, are you a fucking boy scout? Fucking. Boy. Get it?

Of course you don't. I forgot you're the goodie-goodie and I'm the badass.

Hey Kyori?

Yeah asswipe?

Fuck You.

Arrian felt Kyori's big smile as they ended their discussion.

Kyori approached the mat, for the first time in control of his body.

He went through the normal shit of bowing to the official and that stupid ass Jake Forber.

Kyori was impatient; all he wanted was the match to begin. And with a wave of hands the match began.

Kyori felt freedom like he had never known, it was true he had never been in control of his body, Arrian always held control. Now that he had a taste, he liked it: a lot.

Kyori rushed into Jake.

It was sad to see such an anticipated match end so abruptly. Kyori was a bit too excited.

He had run into Jake and after blocking two punches grabbed Jake's right hand in his right and the left with his left, he jumped and turned his body and planted his body horizontally to Jake's vertical.

He slammed his feet repeatedly into Jake's shoulder, one kick after the other. Then he slammed both feet at once into both shoulders. He felt the pop as they were dislocated, and Jake's muffled scream let him know for sure.

He pushed off one last time and slammed his feet one more time while releasing Jake's arms. This sent Jake flying backwards eventually landing with a sick thud on his right shoulder.

The crowd was speechless at the match they witnessed. Well mostly speechless, one student found his voice and voiced everyone else's thoughts; "Goddamn!"

Jake knew he was beat, but he had to save face. A world champion beaten by a mere boy was not good. What's more, this boy was the kind his employer was looking for.

Jake groaned and called the officials over.

After conferring for a few minutes the officials spoke with the announcer and he proceeded to give their announcement.

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, WE ARE SAD TO INFORM YOU THAT THIS MATCH WILL END ABRUPTLY. WORLD CHAMPION JAKE FORBER HAS DISLOCATED HIS RIGHT SHOULDER FROM THE IMPACT OF HIS FALL. THEREFORE THIS MATCH IS CONSIDERED A DRAW. SINCE THERE IS NO SIGNIFICANT EVIDENCE THAT MR. MICHAELS WOULD HAVE WON HAD THE MATCH CONTINUED."

Arrian woke up Saturday roughly before noon. The tournament was finally over, and he had done fairly well. There was something that had left him uneasy from the whole event. After the last match as he was changing, he was approached with an invitation to meet other world-renowned martial artists.

He accepted and gave them his phone number so they could get in touch with him.

He got out of bed very slowly; he was still slightly sore from the previous day's actions and more important, was that Helen had been rather needy when they got home. Being the good man he was, he couldn't let her suffer like that. It's not like he didn't enjoy himself either.

He went to wash up and make himself presentable.

While he was getting dressed, he had an idea. It had been a while since they had a family outing.

The girls were either in the kitchen or in the living room watching TV.

He looked at them; just looking at them, made him want to be a better man. They deserved a better man. He noticed Sarah was engrossed with her Saturday morning cartoons, that she hadn't noticed him yet.

He made his way into the kitchen, and found Helen sitting sipping a cup of tea and reading some magazine. She was dressed in one of his shirts, more accurately the shirt he had worn to school yesterday.

He walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her.

"I love you," he said as he kissed her cheek.

"I love you too," she sighed as she leaned back into his chest.

"Go get dressed, we are all going out. It's been a while since we just went out together," he said.

"Okay love," she said before getting up to leave.

"Wait," he said softly.

He ran his hands slowly down her sides until her reached the bottom of the shirt. Pushing his hands inside, he was pleased to find she was wearing his shirt and nothing else.

He let out a sound between a sigh and a groan.

Helen just let him feel her and became warm as a blush filled her face and chest. Of course that wasn't her only sensation.

"Go get dressed," he said letting her go.

He watched her leave his eyes riveted to the lower parts of his shirt, as it swayed covering that great view he knew was hidden beneath it.

He went back into the living room and repeated the process for Miranda, Kailynn and Cindy. Sam was still a sensitive subject for him. He didn't tell her to get dressed merely said if she wanted to go, she could join them.