Chapter 121

 

A/N: the whole chapter is a futuristic dream, so beware ^^

 

CHAPTER 121

 

- I still don’t know why are we here –said an angry Berenike as she and Kleitos entered the clinic that morning.

 

- Because I’m fed up with this shit that your son is not mine –he answered, following her through the hallway almost running. For a pregnant woman she walked pretty fast.

 

- That’s because he is not –she insisted while stepping inside the elevator.

 

- I don’t believe you and that is why we are here, a DNA test is going to solve this –Kleitos pushed the second floor bottom and the elevator’s doors closed.

 

They both feel silent. Berenike’s arms crossed over her breasts; she had 7 months of pregnancy and knew, thanks to the ultrasound, that she was having a baby boy. She had tried everything to convince Kleitos that her son was Leonnatos’ but even she had to admit that she wasn’t sure of that. This was the perfect solution for her dilemma, then, why was she so angry? Because this whole situation made her feel like a slut, not knowing who was the father of her child and now also the people at the clinic would know that she had no idea of this. That was why she was so angry.

 

- So…how are you? –asked Kleitos softly, not looking at her, his arms crossed over his chest.

 

- Feeling as big as a whale, and you? –she answered, brushing her long black hair with her fingers.

 

- Not bad.

 

Silence again.

 

- What are you going to do if the baby is yours? –asked Berenike with curiosity, looking at the ceiling and wishing the elevator moved faster.

 

- Marry you, of course –he said as if it were the most obvious thing on the planet. 

 

- I’m already married –Berenike had married Leonnatos almost a year ago, but that didn’t appear to bother Kleitos in the least.

 

- Doesn’t mean you can un-marry and marry me –he said still avoiding to look at her.

 

Berenike saw him with eyes wide opened.

 

- Are you proposing? –she couldn’t believe it—If that’s the case let me tell you that you suck at this.

 

Kleitos sighed.

 

- I know…why does the idea of marrying me is so terrible for you? –he wanted to know.

 

- It’s not terrible, its… —Berenike felt uncomfortable, she didn’t know what to say—I love Leon, Kleitos, and I don’t want to hurt him. You know its like…girls flirt with the dangerous guy but never took him home, we married the good guy.

 

Kleitos laughed.

 

- Did you just quote X-men? –Berenike laughed too.

 

- Actually, it was X-men 2 –she shook her head—See? This is what happens when you date Leon for so long.

 

- Why are you with him? –this time Kleitos faced her—You two couldn’t possibly be more different and you have to admit we have a great time together.

 

- Well…yes, I mean, you are great for clubbing –Berenike couldn’t restrain herself and she smiled. It was GREAT to go clubbing with Kleitos, first because he was part of the most popular metal band of all times and he always had a preferential treatment wherever he went; and second because he was extremely fun.

 

- Just for clubbing? –he asked with an arrogant smile and she frowned.

 

- What do you mean?

 

- Please, I’m also a sex god –that made Berenike laugh as if she hadn’t heard anything funnier in all her life.

 

They reached their floor and Kleitos went to the counter, while Berenike tried to hide behind a plant, she was wearing big and round sunglasses, and she had been very close of wearing a blond wig, but even she had to admit that was ridiculous.

 

- I have an appointment –he said.

 

- What’s the name? –asked the girl checking her computer. 

 

- Berenike Black.

 

- One moment, please.

 

- Berenike Black? –exclaimed Berenike outraged, approaching him, but keeping her voice low—Are you out of your mind?

 

- What? Do you want me to use your real name? –said Kleitos without shame—Besides, this suits you better than Berenike Lyncestis.

 

She rolled her eyes. Berenike hated when people called her by her husband’s last name, she was Berenike Amyntoros, and she would always be.

 

XXX

 

That same morning, at the other side of the city, Alexander got up and went to the kitchen looking for his breakfast, his last concert had been a mind blowing success and after their last world tour, he was having some days off before starting to work on Reign’s new album. He couldn’t be more happy of being at home, enjoying the peace and quiet of his family, but, when he step into the kitchen, the last thing he found and peace and quiet, instead he was welcome by a very peculiar scene with an angry Hephaistion scolding Achilles.

 

- How many times do I have to tell you not to play with my cell phone? –said his beloved to the boy sat, his face between his hands, and elbows on the table—You are going to pay for it with your own savings, understood?  

 

- Yes, daddy –answered a very crestfallen Achilles. 

 

- What’s going on? –asked the blond yawning.

 

-Your son destroyed my cell phone –said Hephaistion, showing him the pieces of what had been an iphone just a day before.

 

- Why? –asked Alexander frowning.

 

- Ask him –the blond turned to look at Achilles.

 

- I wanted to know how was that it worked –said the boy with innocence—I can fix it.

 

- No, you can’t and you will buy me another one –said Hephaistion with that particular tone of voice that said it was pointless to keep arguing. 

 

Achilles looked sad, he was saving his money to buy a PSP and the blond patted the boy’s back and sat down.

 

- What are we having for breakfast? –he asked, and Hephaistion put in front of him a plate with fruit and yogurt—What’s this?

 

- Your breakfast.

 

- And the rest of it? –asked Alexander looking around.

 

- You are on a diet –his beloved remembered him and he puffed his cheek out. 

 

- I told you its nothing –he cursed the day Hephaistion had heard about this.

 

- That’s not what your manager said –Hephaistion didn’t like Julius, but for once they were working together. In the last medical examination Alexander came out with high cholesterol levels and he was now on a diet for his utterly dismay and daily complain—And you are going to follow your diet until doctor Philip says otherwise.   

 

- Daddy, can I have pancakes, please? –asked Achilles.

 

- No, you are having yogurt too.

 

- Why? –was this part of his punishment too?

 

- We are your dad’s moral support –the boy didn’t look happy with that news.

 

- What are you doing today? –asked Alexander, playing without emotion with his yogurt. Yogurt? What kind of breakfast was this?

 

- Well –Hephaistion took a seat at his side—There is a marathon of Alien at the movies and Leon and I are going.

 

- Why? I mean, you have those movies on blue-ray, why do you pay to watch them again? –in fact what the blond was thinking was “why would anyone pay to watch those things?” but he knew better than to argue with Hephaistion about his preference regarding movies.

 

- Because its fun –answered his beloved, eating his own portion of fruit to set an example because neither Achilles nor Alexander looked ready to start eating anytime soon.

 

- Fine, then I suppose we are watching them…again, but at the movies –Hephaistion turned to look at him as if he didn’t know the blond.

 

- We? –he thought he had heard wrong—You hate those movies.

 

- Hate? Oh! No Phai, “hate” is not enough to describe my feelings towards those movies; I despise them –said Alexander, making Achilles laugh.

 

- Despise –the boy repeated.

 

- Then, why do you want to come with us? –now Hephaistion was lost.

 

- Because I have nothing to do and I want to be with you –that was enough to make his beloved smile.

 

- Well, if you put it that way… —he leaned closer to the blond with all the intensions of kissing him when Hephaistion remembered Achilles. He turned and found that the boy was staring at them.

 

- Aren’t you going to kiss? –he asked innocently.

 

- I don’t think so –whispered Hephaistion, but Alexander took him by the arm and pulled him, catching his lips in a deep kiss.

 

His beloved opened his eyes in astonishment and blushed as if this were the first time someone kissed him. When the blond moved away from him, he couldn’t turn to face his son, he was always very careful of not kissing Alexander in front of Achilles, and now the blond had done this to him, why?

 

Achilles just giggled a little embarrassed and that made Alexander laugh amused. Hephaistion thought his face was going to burst into flames.

 

- Why did you do that? –asked his beloved and the blond looked a little confused for a moment.

 

- Why not? Aki knows I love you, he should get use to see us kissing –Hephaistion wasn’t very sure about this but said nothing.

 

- Daddy?

 

- What?

 

- I have a note from my teacher, she said to give it to our parents –said Achilles, his yogurt still intact.

 

- Why? What did you do at school? –Alexander teased him and the boy frowned.

 

- I did nothing –he said a little offended.

 

- Where is the note? –asked Hephaistion, kicking the blond for teasing Achilles like a 5 years old and his son looked for it among his clothes.

 

- Here.

 

His beloved started reading and Alexander rested his chin on his shoulder to read the note too.

 

- Your class is going to organize a play? –asked Hephaistion and Achilles moved his head up and down. 

 

- Yes, and Miss Celine wants that our parents take part on it too –the boy explained, while the blond took the note. 

 

- Take part how? –asked Alexander.

 

- Miss Celine drew the roles of the play and the activities that everyone should do –Achilles explained—And she said that our parents have to help with the activities.

 

- Did you get a part helping with the scenery or something like that? –Hephaistion wanted to know.

 

- I got the main role –said Achilles proudly.

 

That’s what I feared –thought Hephaistion, thinking in the amount of work that was going to be for them—And Parmelio wants that all of us work extra hours this week. 

 

- What is this play about? –asked Alexander with curiosity.

 

- It’s the Beauty and the Beast…I’m the Beast –said an excited Achilles.

 

- Aki, do you know that story? –asked his father, he had a hunch that the boy had no idea of what was he going to do and that was why he was so excited, he must think that the Beast was some kind of powerful being with great powers.

 

- More or less, why?

 

- No, for nothing.

 

XXX

 

Hephaistion was lying on the sofa, reading Dune: the Messiah when he felt something heavy falling on him and driving the air out of his lungs.

 

- Alexander! –he complained, putting the book down and looking at the blond, lying over him, with his head on his chest.

 

- What are you reading? –asked Alexander, taking the book to see the cover—Dune: The Messiah? Again?

 

- I like this book –Hephaistion defended himself, taking his book back.

 

Alexander sighed.

 

- You have problems with Sci-fi stories –he said, enjoying the sensation that produced him the warmth of his soul mate and his strong body under him. Hephaistion kept reading.

 

- I like to imagine how would be to live in a different world –answered his beloved, his eyes on the book—And, every time I read this book it leaves me thinking. 

 

- Thinking about what? –asked the blond, sliding his hand under Hephaistion’s T-shit to feel his addictive skin.

 

His beloved put the book down.

 

- Can you imagine how would be to be able to see the future? To know everything that is going to happen? –he asked, his dark gray eyes on the ceiling.

 

- Are you never curious about what your future holds? –asked the blond.

 

- Sometimes, but…I don’t know why people are so obsessed with knowing the future ... its as if you spy the final pages of a book and ruin the story knowing the outcome beforehand, if you know what is going to happen tomorrow and desperately yearn for it then you can’t enjoy the present, don’t you think? Then your whole life comes down to be waiting for something that is going to happen, and you don’t appreciate what you have today  –said Hephaistion and Alexander took his hand.

 

- You think too much, my love. It’s only a book –he said, but then again, his beloved was always like this, thinking too much over…well, everything!—Give me your hand.

 

- What for? –asked his beloved frowning.

 

- I’m going to read your future, even if you don’t like it –said the blond making his beloved laugh.

 

- And…since when do you know how to read the future? –asked Hephaistion amused.

 

- I’m full of surprises –answered the blond, caressing the palm of his hand.

 

- Ohhh! I know that, trust me –his beloved laughed, watching amused how Alexander frowned while examining his hand with attention and feeling a soft tingling when Alexander moved his index finger along the lines of his hand—So, what the future holds for me, Mr. Argead? 

 

The blond cleared his throat.

 

- I see a drop dead gorgeous blond in you life –Hephaistion laughed—Mm…and you are going to receive a surprise for your birthday.

 

- What is it? –his beloved asked with curiosity. Alexander frowned as if he were trying to read a blur text.

 

- Mm…I don’t know, I can’t see it clearly, so I’m afraid you’ll have to wait.

 

- You suck at this –his beloved smiled.

 

- Wait! There is more…your lifeline is very long so you are going to live many many years with your soul mate ... And you are going to have a lot of sex; you are going to be a very happy person –Alexander continued very serious– In fact, there is someone who is dying to make love to you right now.

 

- Really?

 

- You doubt my powers?

 

- Whatever –the blond kissed his hand before releasing it.

 

- You know, I dreamed about you last night –said Alexander, kissing his chest over the fabric.

 

- What did you dream? –Hephaistion caressed his head, burying his long fingers in his untidy blond hair.

 

- I can’t tell you now, it’s M rated –answered the blond in a mysterious tone—But if you want I can show you.

 

- You are a pervert; did you know that? –his beloved curled a blond lock in his finger. 

 

- Maybe, but… —Alexander straightened himself and closed the distance to feel his lips against his own—But it’s your fault.

 

Hephaistion smiled and closed his eyes, enjoying that wonderful feeling of being kissed by the love of his life, the sweet taste of his mouth and the way he explored him, knowing exactly where to touch him to make him melted under his body. But, what Hephaistion liked the most was the immense love in each kiss, silent promises that made him so happy that he felt like floating. They had been together for 12 years and every time they kissed it was like the first time.

 

- You know that I have loved you since the first time we met –Alexander whispered among soft wet kisses.

 

- How could you have loved me after so little time? –asked Hephaistion, embracing him.

 

- Love is not a matter of time, you live love and feel it, and I knew since I met you what was what I felt for you –said Alexander kissing him again.

 

- You are a motherless bastard –whispered his beloved, his lips wet and swollen.

 

- Why? –the blond caressed his face, slowly, with his nose and lips, drinking in every breath that escapes Hephaistion’s mouth. 

 

- Because you made me love you with all my heart and I don’t think I would be able to live without you anymore –said Hephaistion holding his gaze, and what Alexander saw there was love, the purest love he had ever seen and he wouldn’t find anywhere else. 

 

XXX

 

To take Alexander to the movies to watch all the four Alien movies was a terrible idea, but Hephaistion didn’t realize how horrible it was until they arrived that afternoon.

 

- Phai, this place is full with nerds –the blond complained, not worrying in lowering his voice which gained him very nasty looks from the so called nerds.

 

- What did you expect? –said Hephaistion under his breath, walking where Leonnatos was waiting them with his Alien T-shirt, but his smile disappeared as soon as he saw the blond there. 

 

- What is he doing here?

 

- Hi Leon, I’m also happy to see you –said Alexander.

 

- He wanted to come –Hephaistion explained.

 

- Why? –Leonnatos knew how much the blond hated Sci-fi movies and couldn’t think of one reason of why would Alexander be there.

 

- It doesn’t matter –Hephaistion really didn’t want to explain what had happened.

 

- At least can I have popcorn? –asked the blond like a small child.

 

- Alex, your diet –Alexander growled annoyed—And you always eat popcorn with lots of butter.

 

- I’m hungry –the blond complained— You made me eat that chicken that tasted like paper and unflavored vegetables.

 

- You know? Aki behaves better than you.

 

- That’s because he is eating better –the blond complained—I’m hungry, did you know that I have been dreaming with roasted chicken dancing Can-can?

 

Hephaistion roared in laughter.

 

- I thought you were dreaming about me –he teased the blond.

 

- That was before the roasted chicken and his friend the vanilla pudding.

 

- Alex, you are exaggerating, you have 2 days with your diet –his beloved had to take a deep breath to stop laughing.

 

- And I feel like a damn cow eating just grass –now Leonnatos laughed. 

 

- Alex –his beloved closed the distance between them and took his hands—If you behave, I promise to “reward” you –he whispered in a tone of voice that made the blond’s nervous system trembled.

 

- Fine.

 

Alexander fell asleep at the beginning of the first movie, his head resting on his beloved’s shoulder who had to admit that, even with all his complains, he was extremely happy to have Alexander with him. He took his hand and caressed it absently until the blond woke up when the second movie was ending.

 

- I wonder…what does those things eat? –asked the blood watching the Aliens on the screen while Ripley tried to escape—And how is that the Alien queen gives birth to all those spider like things? Is she hermaphrodite? 

 

Hephaistion rolled his eyes, he hated when Alexander started to ask questions like that, he could ruin any movie.

 

- Alex, for once in your life, could you please watch the movie in silence? –whispered his beloved.

 

- I’m bored –Hephaistion sighed. 

 

- If you want we can do whatever you like after the movie –he felt a little guilty, after all the blond was there because he wanted to be with him. 

 

Alexander kissed his cheek.

 

- And…why don’t we do what I want now? –he whispered against his skin, his hand on Hephaistion’s thigh making his beloved smiled.

 

- You are a horny bastard.

 

- Look who is talking –Alexander slid his hand up. 

 

Hephaistion bit his lower lip when he felt the blond’s hand between his legs. Alexander was crazy, he had always know that, but when he felt his hand getting inside his jeans he knew he had completely lost his mind. His breathing quickened and his cheeks burned, feeling his playful fingers on his most intimate place. He bit his lip harder, he couldn’t moan, not with Leonnatos sitting at his side and the place full with nerds, as the blond had so nicely pointed out before.

 

But that, as perverse as it sound, was arousing for Hephaistion who was having problems keeping himself quiet, for Alexander’s utterly amusement.

 

- Do you like it? –whispered the blond, hitting the skin behind his ear with his breath, and sending shivers down his beloved’s spine.

 

- This is…not…fair –Hephaistion was panting. He closed his eyes when he felt a wave of pleasure through his body making a supreme effort to not move his legs.

 

- Can we go now? –that question made his beloved opened his eyes and saw him without believing it.

 

- You did this on purpose? –he whispered outrage—To get out of here?

 

- No, no, no…I mean, I want to…you know and I also want to get out of here –said Alexander making him laugh, which made his beloved won a big SHUSH from the rest of the audience.

 

- Fine, you win; let’s go back home –whispered Hephaistion to a very happy blond.

 

XXX

 

- You have the results? –asked a very anxious Kleitos walking around his living room while Berenike opened an envelop.

 

- Yes, but I haven’t see them –she said, feeling her throat suddenly dry.

 

- Why not?

 

- I don’t know –said Berenike. But the truth was that she did know. She was scared and didn’t know what she was going to do if her son’s father was Kleitos.

 

My mom is going to kill me –she thought, taking the results with trembling hands—And Leon, God! I don’t even want to think what he is going to do when he find out. 

 

- Oh. Dear. God! –she exclaimed with eyes wide opened and Kleitos ran at her side.

 

- What?  

 

Berenike dropped her hand on her lap still holding the sheet with the results.

 

- Is not yours –she said, still unable to believe her luck. At last God was smiling at her.

 

- Give me that! –Kleitos took the sheet and surveyed the text reaching the important part: Negative. He dropped at Berenike’s side—It can’t be. 

 

He had been so sure that the child was his that he didn’t know what to do now. Berenike felt sorry for him and patted his back not knowing what to say.