Biker Love By Mistress
	Ok all, this is a little itty bitty tid bit of a story that I am currently writing, so far I have 9 pages penned out......That's a lot....It is Alternate Universe and I have actually had this idea in my head for a very long time, before I ever started writing slash. Let me know what you think...... *************** TITLE: Biker Love AUTHOR: Mistress RATING: NC/17 though there is no sex for a while, there will be though DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the wrestlers, gimmicks tentatively mentioned . Please do not sue me. This is slash...it deals with M/M relationships and F/F relationships. If that is not your cup of tea, please do not read. Thank you DESCRIPTION: The 'Ministry of Darkness', rolls into town one day and turns a life upside down, but it could be for the better. ARCHIVE: Yep, just let me know NOTE: On a side note, this is very descriptive writing for me and i normally don't do anything this in depth but I thought I would try something a little bit different. If it sucks let me know and I will only post it on my list. Thanks Biker Love (corny I know) Part 1 I was minding my own business. They came riding into town and that's when my life changed. I stood at the corner, a block from my house and stared as the Ministry of Darkness rode into my peaceful town. I was excited as I was scared, nothing like this had ever happened in this small place. But I didn't know, I didn't see him looking at me. I didn't see him watching me. If I had I may have gone home.... I ended up at a local bar that night. They were there, he was there. Maybe I just wasn't paying attention. Maybe I was already lost and didn't know it. I just sat there at the bar, I hadn't even ordered anything yet. The bartender sat a beer in front of me, "I didn't..." "From the guy at the end of the bar." Looking down the bar, I finally saw him and I was lost. I stared into his deep green eyes, I fell into the. That's when I knew. Then she was beside me. '"Excuse me, but could you come with me?" "Who are you....." She was beautiful, long dark hair and beautiful deep eyes. Lush lips and a smile that seemed to stay on her face. She looked very strong, muscles wear slightly covered by flimsy lace and tight leather. "My name is Chyna, and the man who bought you that beer would like to speak to you." I stood so fast I nearly fell, then I felt her hands on my shoulders, steadying me. Leading me outside, I found myself surrounded. Now, I can admit I was slightly scared, there were a lot of big people standing around me. Then he stepped forward. "Hello." His voice was like ruff silk, flowing over me like warm honey. His hair was a long silken blanket that glistened red in the bar lights. He was near 7 feet tall, massive really. I felt dwarft in his presence. "Hi." I was amazed I could even speak. Reaching out his hand in greeting I swear to my dying breath I felt a spark, a heat between us. "My name is Mark, but you call me 'Taker. And you are?" "Hunter....Hunter Hearst Helmsley." He smiled and I know I am in heaven. I know I would do anything to see that beautiful smile again. "Triple H." His friends laughed. I didn't get it at first. He smiled softly. "I saw you watching when we rode into town." I held my breath, not sure where this was going. "Let me introduce you to my 'family'" Taking me by the hand he led me to the rest of the Ministry. "I believe you already met Chyna." Nodding, he continued. "This young beauty is Lita." She was a lithe young woman with long red hair, obviously dyed. She had a very grunge/sexy fashion style. Then I saw Chyna wrap her arm around Lita's waist and I had to smile. These were two young, beautiful women, obviously very much in love. Taker pulled me to the side and I was suddenly in front of two very good looking blonds. "This is Edge and Christian, their lovers are over there." He pointed to a another set of men. "Jeff is with Edge and Christian is with Bradshaw, the bigger one." Jeff was a beautiful angel, his hair died a rainbow of blue's purple's and green's. Bradshaw was a large dark man; dark hair, dark beard, dark eyes. "This," he pointed to a giant of a man, "is my younger brother, Kane, and his lover Jericho." Kane was massive, a wall of a man, made purely of muscle. He stood seven feet and had to be over 300 pounds. Jericho was over shadowed by his large lover, but when you saw him you knew you would never forget him. Blond, built, if shorter in stature that some or most of the 'family'. He had an intensity to him, a brightness to his eye's that could not be ignored. "Over here." He pulled me to the far end of the group and I was looking at a very handsome young man with braids in his hair, his arm around an even younger looking black man. "This is Road Dogg, we all call him Pup, and his boyfriend, one of our newest members, K-Kwick. Or Kwicky." Kwick reached out to grasp m hand, seeming to shift from one foot to the other constantly. While 'Pup' was solid as a rock, Kwick seemed to have way too much energy for one individual. TBC Maybe if you guys want, let me know. I knowit is slow going but please please please send feedback. Thanks Mistress Taker smiled and gently guided me to another couple. "This is Matt Hardy, Jeff is his younger brother, and his lover, X-Pac." I could see the similarities between Matt and Jeff. Both were beautiful, young, exquisite. But Matt had an intensity to him, he seemed more brooding in nature than Jeff. Jeff looked more the free spirit. X-Pac was young, with old eyes. You could see right into his soul and you knew he had seen a lot for his short life. Yet e seemed vibrant and alive. Like Kwick, he had energy to burn. Pulling me on he pointed to a build bald man with a fire in his eyes. "Stone Cold Steve Austin is an old friend of mine. He and Kane were the first of my 'family'. The young clean cut boy beside him is Shane O-Mac." Austin looked the part of his name, Stone Cold. He was power and intensity rolled into one man. Shane on the other hand was a dark haired youth. He had intense eyes and you could tell by the look, a sharp whit. Standing next to them was a carmel skinned man and a blond god. "Billy Gunn and Rock." Rock had honey colored skin and dark eyes. He looked intimidating but with an underlying hint of amusement. Billy seemed to have a plastered on grin. His hair was short and he had a childish, elf like look to him, with an inner strength shining through. "Over here we have Test with Blackman and Albert with Faarooq." Test was a tall blond with come hither eyes, while Blackman was a shorter dark haired man and a purely deadly look to him. Albert.....Albert was large......seeming to be one man that I would not want to meet in a dark ally. Faarooq was the same, dark skin and eyes made him very intimidating. These lovely beauties are Stephanie McMahon and Trish Stratus." Lovely was right. Stephanie, holding a slight resemblance to Shane, had long strait brown hair and had an innocence to her. Looking closer you could see a sensual intelligence, again like Shane. Trish was a blond bomb shell. Beautiful and busty, she was beautiful eye candy. "And finally we have the madmen of the groups. Al Snow and Mankind. They were together before they ever joined." AL was a young man, compared to Mankind. He was tall and built, looking nothing like a biker. he had long dark hair, bright radiant eyes ad an almost angelic smile. Mankind had long curly course hair and bright wild eyes. his hair was pulled half way back and he looked to be missing some front teeth. He had a wild and untaimed look to him. Looking back up at Taker I smiled. "Do you have anyone?" TBC MIstress. His eyes lit up and he ran a gentle hand down m arm. "Not yet." I could feel my face burn a hot red under his gaze. I could fee my hands sweat and knew that at any moment my leg would give out. "Why don't we all go somewhere a little more private and talk." The others nodded and started to head for their bikes. Taker took my hand in his once again and led me to his monster of a motorcycle. "Will you ride with me?" He was asking me, a perfect stranger, if I wanted to ride with him....I couldn't believe it. All I could do was nod. Climbing on behind him, I felt the massive power in his body as he kicked the bike into fife. I could feel the breath go in and out of his lungs as he breathed. "Hold on, tight." Wrapping my arms around his waist, I knew it then. He had chosen me. I didn't know for how long but I knew I wanted it. I could hear the roar of the engines as we rode down the streets. He led his family through my home town like a dangerous storm blowing through it, forever upsetting the balance of life. We drove into a secluded park, just out side of town. I could remember coming here as a child, playing with school mates long since moved away. I can remember kissing my 'first love', m best friend for 6 years. He never spoke to me after that, his parents had come looking for us and caught us, forbidding him from ever seeing me again. He moved a year later. Parking his bike, I could hear the others pull in behind us. It's strange, but even then I felt....comfortable with them. They were strength and loyalty, love and compassion. You could tell that they were held together by more than chance, they were held together by spirit. Taking my hand and pulling me into his arms, Taker looked down at me. I could tell he wanted to kiss me, but he was....unsure I think. I made the first move and that's what made all the difference. Reaching up, i brought his face down to mine. It was unbridled passion, lust, want and emotion rolled into one meeting of flesh and it changed my life. When he pulled away, I was breathless. he smiled at me and ran a gentle finger over my lips. Keeping one arm wrapped around me he led all to a small clearing in a patch of woods. We could build camp fires here and soon we had a blaze of heat to sit around. I never left Taker's side, clinging to his warmth and and safety. We all sat like that, holding our loved ones and just reflecting in the fires brilliance. Finally, Stone Cold stood, his lover rising to stand close. TBC so? what do yal think...... Mistress "Triple H, is it?" All I could do was nod, his tough Texan accent mingled with intensity and harshness as like nothing I had ever heard. "Like Taker said, I was one of the first." While he talked Shane came up behind him and wrapped his arms around the shorter man. "I've known Taker and Kane for practically my whole life. I would do anything for them. They've watched my back and I've watched theirs." I wasn't really sure where this going but something in his voice made me want to listen. "I can tell your not use to 'people like us', but let me tell you, if Taker see's fit to include you into our family, which is how it seems. Then I have to say...Hell Yea...It's about damn time!" I looked up at Taker and felt his arm tighten around my waist. "It's up to you. You can leave and never see any of us again, no strings attached. Or you can join us. I can read people and I can tell just by looking into your eyes that you are a good and honest person. I do want you....with us, but it's up to you." Starring into his deep green eyes, I knew that if I turned down this opportunity then I would regret it for possibly my entire life. Nodding, I borrowed deeper into his chest as the faces around us broke out into wide smiles. Shane, still clinging to Austin, spoke next. "I joined with my sister, Stephanie. She had wanted to be with Trish and she had always been a bit more flamboyant than me. But, I couldn't very well let my baby sister face the unknown alone. That's when I met Steve." The smile that formed on his face was priceless. "After meeting him, I knew my heart and soul was here, with him. It's the best thing that ever happened to me." Steve turned in Shane's arms to face him, and I could see a slight glittering in his eyes. "Thank you baby." They sat down, arms surrounding each other. Stephanie stood, looking at me with the fire dancing shadows over her perfect skin. "As my brother said, I joined for Trish. When the Ministry rode into my town, I had no clue my life would change. I was living the spoiled rich brat life. My father is a very wealthy entrepreneur in New York, I was his baby girl. I was oblivious to the outside world. I had Cashmere, and Tiffany's, parties and limo's. I had friends named, Buffy and Muffy and Kitten. I went for brunch because waking for breakfast was too much work. And then....then I saw Trish, and she took my breath away. She was a goddess and I felt childish and petty in her presence. I tried to wow her with my daddy's wealth and she snubbed me...she snubbed ME!!! I was heart broken." Stephanie smiled as Trish took her hand and kissed he knuckles. "Then she invited me out on her bike, for a picnic. With all the parties and shopping to occupy my life, I was happiest sitting with her on a blanket in central park, just talking. I knew she had my heart then and forever." Stephanie kissed Trish on the cheek. Trish laughed, a sweet melody to everyone's ears. "I joined a couple of years ago. I didn't have anyone in my life but my boys, Test and Albert. We had grown up together and when they joined I naturally followed. I wasn't going to break up a team." I could hear both Test and Albert in the background laughing. "I wasn't looking for anyone or anything inparticular. I just enjoyed the lifestyle, the travel. When we rolled into New York I wasn't expecting anything different." I could see her glance at Stephanie, smiling. "I saw Stephanie and thought she was attractive, I might want to get to know her better while in town. I had no clue i was going to lose my heart to her." TBC My fingers hurt!!!!!! Hope you likes. Mistress Please see part one for the Disclaimer As Stephanie and Trish sat, Test an Albert rose to there feet, their lover's looking on. Test spoke, Albert just standing there looking intimidating. "We joined cause we had absolutely nothing better to do." I could feel the sound rumble in Taker's chest as he chuckled. "We like the style and felling of the Ministry. Everyone's a family, everyone's equal, we like that." Albert just nodded as they both sat down, each wrapping their respective lovers in a loving embrace. Blackman and Faarooq just seemed to look me over, size me up, and then nodded in acceptance. Lita stood, a soft southern drawl to her voice as she spoke. "I joined to get away from a rotten, back water town. Chyna was already here and she befriended me. She was someone I could talk to, hang with. I found myself wanting to spend every waking moment with her, ride with her on her bike. I always wanted to go where ever she was going. I think she finally figure it out, one night she just kissed me and I was hooked for life." Lita looked down at Chyna sitting on a blanket and smiled. Chyna opened her arms and Lita gladly fell into them. Chyna just starred into the fire, her soft voice barely carrying over the crackle of the flames. "I was the town freak. The boys were intimidated by me and the girls laughed at me." A tear slipped down her beautiful cheek as she told her story. "I didn't have any friends and no one that I wanted to call family, the Ministry offered me both." She smiled fondly as she kissed the top of Lita's head. "I guess I was attracted to Lita all along, but I didn't really know....understand. Finally Taker told me to stop fooling around and kiss her, if it happened it happened, if it didn't it didn't. I'm glad I listened" I could see Chyna's arms tighten around the smaller woman. Lita just smiled, a look of contentment on her face. Jeff and Matt stood, pulling their love interests reluctantly to their feet. Matt cleared his throat, a deep southern accent only adding to his sensuality. "We joined at the same time, me for Pac and Jeff for Edge. Pac and I were a hit from the start, but Jeff had to 'persue' Edge for a while. We thought the man was blind, or dead." I could see Jeff blush a bright crimson, Edge wrapping his arms around the slightly shorter man. "I guess it's a good thing you never gave up baby." Edge's silky voice drifted over me and I could see the love he held for the rainbow colored man. X-Pac didn't say anything as he drew his lover back down to their blanket and kissed him softly. All the energy I had seen in him earlier seemed to flow out of him a s he stretched out in Matt's arms. Jeff still stood, Edge wrapped around him. "I saw Edge and I just wanted him." I could hear several people giggle at the way the youth proclaimed his love, with out reserve or care. "I came into this family for one reason and now that I have him, I ain't lettin' go." Jeff just smiled from ear to ear, Edge blushing, barring his face in his lovers neck. "Baby......sit down." Edge pulled the younger man down on the blanket with Matt and X-Pac, kissing him hard to keep him from talking. Christian stood, Bradshaw watch ing from a log where he sat. "Edge and I are brothers, so we joined together. We...we joined cause we knew we had to. You have trust here, love, friendship....what else do you need? I have no clue why I was originally attracted to Bradshaw but I know...I know I can't live my life with out him in it. I am a very lucky man." Christian walked back over to his lover, he had been pacing, trying to get his thoughts out. He sat carefully on the larger mans lap and sighed. K-Kwick cleared his throat, drawing attention to himself and Road Dogg. He seemed shy, nervous until Pup urged him on. "I...I joined for my Pup." I could see Road Dogg smile softly at the endearment. "I was just....minding m own business when we ran in to each other on the sidewalk near where I lived. We just started talking and..." He fell silent as Pup placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. "...and I asked him where to get a decent burger. I asked him out to lunch and the rest is history. That was three months ago." They seemed to curl into one another. And though it was a warm summer night, they seemed to share their warmth as well. TBC More soon Mistress Ok folks here is part 6 and after this part or maybe during, I don't know yet, there will be sex...I am actually getting anxious to see Hunter and taker get it on. Teeheehee Please see part one for disclaimer...this is slash so if that is not your cut of tea, please don't read this. Thanks Billy Gunn stood, Rock's only expression was to raise one eyebrow. "I came into this with Pup and Pac. We're like brothers, grew up together. Couldn't let the poor kids go off on their own." That received some dirty looks from both X-Pac and Pup. "I just got lucky when Rock hooked up with us." Billy smiled his elfin' smile as Rock stood and took his hand. "The Rock is lucky, Billy. Lucky that The Rock was in the right place at the right time." I looked up at Taker, confused. "He does this when he gets excited or emotional." I could feel his breath on my ear and neck as he whispered to me and shivered. Al Snow just smiled, his hand on Mankind's knee. "I'm here, I'm happy, that's it." Mankind just smiled a wild, crazy smile. "Have a nice day." Again I looked at Taker, he just smiled and shrugged. Finally Jericho looked up from where he and Kane were softly talking. "Kane's been here a lot longer than I have so I can't speak for him. We were friends long before lovers. I joined because...well...I had no where else to go and Taker and Kane opened their family to me." Kane just nodded, kissing Jericho softly and going strait back into their private conversation. Taker stood, taking his warmth with him, but he smiled down at me, heating my skin and heart. "I invite anyone who wished to join. I ask only loyalty, friendship and trust. That's all I ask of you, do you want to come with me?" He held out his hand to me. I stood, not looking at him, at any of them. They were offering me a good family, I could tell that, but what about everything I would lose if I joined. I stared into the fire, I could feel everyone's eyes on me. "I've lived my entire life here. My father belongs to several country clubs, and my mother runs several women's organizations. I drive a porche and go to a private gym." Looking at Taker I saw pure sadness echo in his eyes. I smiled and grasped his hand, the sadness evaporating as shock and joy replaced it. "I lose all of that, my inheritance, my lifestyle, my family ties. It doesn't matter, I'm going with you." No sooner did the words leave my mouth than his lips were on my own. His tongue was persistent and eager as we tasted each other. Pulling away, I could practically feel the lust rolling off his body. "We sleep here." I should have known that my night would have been spent with him under the stars, in fact it was like a dream come true. I watched as smaller fires were started and everyone made places to sleep, leaving Taker and myself with the main blaze. I felt Taker's arms tighten around me and looking up I saw a smile to brighten the heavens. "Will you stay here with me tonight?" I think he saw the 'Well Duh' look on my face because he just laughed, kissed my forehead then reached for his bag. Pulling out a huge quilted blanket, he spread it on the ground then reached for a lighter one to go on top. Watching Taker remove his cloths, I can feel my cock grow harder every second. It doesn't help that just being in the same vicinity has kept me hard as granite, but it is starting to become painful. He slowly strips for me, taking his time and revealing every inch of skin like it is a priceless treasure. Finally he is standing in only his boxers and he lets me admire him in all his glory. I keep wondering if anyone else is watching us, but I know from the sounds around us that they are too busy to pay much attention. He doesn't give me time to remove my own cloths as I find myself wrapped in his massive arms. The heat from his body mixed with the warmth from the fire is intoxicating. I don't know how but I end up lying on the blanket, his body pressed down on mine and all I can do is hold on as his hand make fast work of my cloths. I feel his hands on me, messaging my muscles and teasing my flesh. I burn with wanting him more. Does he know what he is doing to me, can he see it. I know he isn't teasing me, he wants this to be perfect, I want it to be perfect. He leans down and again our tongues mate, I could live off the taste of his mouth, never wanting for a drop of anything less savoring. I feel his naked flesh on my and gasp....we were lying together, no barriers, no boundaries. His had rubbed my thigh, and my opened my legs to him, wondering in the feel of him against me. We make out like teenagers, hot and intense. I feel like I am 15 again and trying not to get caught. I can feel his hard cock against my belly as he nibbles on my ear and all I want is to feel him in me. I want to take him into my body and surrender to him, forever. He rolled onto his back taking me with him and I could feel his muscles heave as he tried to control his urges. I didn't want him to control, I didn't want him to hold anything back. I wanted him to own me and possess me, I wanted to possess him with my body. I pressed a kiss to his adams apple, feeling him laugh and then sigh as I made my way down his sculpted body, using my tongue, only my tongue. I wanted to memorize him, have him, him have me. That one concept clouded my brain, took over my body, moved me lower still. Taking a taunt nipple into my mouth I heard him gasp and his hand tighten on me, pushing me onto my back again. Wrapping my legs around him I thrust up to him, pushing myself on him, making it clear. He growled, like a desperate animal. I could feel him reach above my head and I closed my eyes, waiting for the feel of him. I could feel him run and smooth hand down my stomach to grasp at me, hold me and mold me. Arching into his touch I wanted to explode. I bit my lip to keep from crying out as his hand leaves me only to feel his fingers circling me, teasing me. I die as he slowly slips one finger into me, at last. I can't control my body as it bucks and heaves, trying unconsciously to force more. A second finger is added and I can't help but cry out, moan in pure abandon as he rubs that special spot in my body. "Shhh.....baby...soon..." I could feel him scissor his fingers, stretching me and pushing me closer to oblivion. I could taste blood inly mouth as he pushed a third finger into me, trying not to cry out in total ecstasy. And then those delicious fingers were gone and i could feel that massive, wonderful body hovering over me. Opening my legs wider I felt the tip of his shaft push in to me. It felt like I was being ripped in two, the pain was intense but I revelled in it. soon the pain died away and all that was left was the feel of him completely within me, pulsing and throbbing. Wrapping my legs around his powerful body I arched hard against him, he growled and began to thrust into me. On every thrust i felt the need to explode, to scream as he rubbed my g-spot over and over. He was power and lust and love rolled into one man at one moment. And when he......when he took me into his hand once again, I shut down. We thrust together and moved together as only lovers can. Lovers who had known the feel of each other their whole lives. "Cum for me......" I could feel his breath on my ear and his lips on my neck as he thrust hard, going deeper, opening me wider. I couldn't hold it back, biting down into his flesh, his shoulder I erupted in his hand. I felt him shudder above me and felt his hot fluid enter my body and I knew I possessed him. I possessed a part on him forever. I felt him fall into me, into my arms. I knew I would always be there to catch him, hold him. As he would for me. We lay that way, still combined, still joined as lovers, until his flesh slipped from mine. And still we did not move. We held each other till sunrise. "Rise and shine..." Who ever that was i was going to kill them. I could feel warm arms tighten around me, I snuggled deeper into them, refusing to move. "Jackass, get off of it and move." My eyes popped open and i stared at the amused faces of the rest of the Ministry. "Steve, your like a brother to me, but I will kill you." Taker mumbled, his hot breath causing a sigh to escape my lips. "Uh uh, none of that. You two had your fun last night, we got to get moving....remember?" Steve reached for the blanket, trying to snatch it off of our naked bodies. "Touch it and die little man." Taker slowly rose to a sitting position, puling me with him. "Get everything together, we're up." As everyone went to work to make sure the fires where put out and everything from the previous night was packed, we got dressed. I stopped when I felt his warm green eyes on me..."We're leaving today..." I nodded, I knew they would be...we would be. "Are you coming with us?" His face held such hope and fear at the same time, I couldn't help but smile up at him. "Of course." My answer was automatic, simple. The smile that broke out on his face was like heaven and I had put it there. He looked down at his hand, pulling off a silver band and got down on one knee. Everyone stopped and stared, I could see tears on some faces, smiles on all. Slipping the ring on to my finger I felt a warmth of feeling come over me and knew it had to be love. He stood, pulled me into his arms and kissed me and it was official...I knew not legally but to us...it was for life. The kiss ended and we packed the rest of the blankets. "We can stop by your house on the way out of town...or do you need more time?" I forgot about that, "Maybe I should go by myself." "Why?" I couldn't quite look into his eyes as I answered. "My father..he...well..." Taker just shook his head. "We're all going and we will be there for you. We are a family and we protect each other." I felt tears well in my eye's. "Thank you." ********** The drive to my house seemed endless and nerve racking. I knew my father was going to be home, my mother too. At once I was relieved to have Taker to hold on to. Pulling up into my driveway, everyone put their bikes into park. Taker took my hand and helped me off, not dropping it as we made our way towards the door. I saw my parents cars in the garage, and was unsurprised as the door flew open and my mother came running out. "Where have you been?" She hugged me, unaware or uncaring of the others in her yard. "I was so worried when you didn't come home." "I should have called." I looked down into my mothers sweet face and she smiled. Her eyes got big as she took in the presence of Mark behind me. My mother and I held no secrets and she smiled the knowing smile all mothers have. "Who is this?" "This is Taker mother, he is the leader of the Ministry of Darkness. They came into town last night." She simply nodded, seeming to know that there was more. "Their leaving in just a little while...we're leaving.." It's amazing how mothers can read your thoughts, how they know your feelings and troubles. I saw her eyes water and she hugged me, kissing my cheek. "Would you stay for breakfast?" "Mom, I don't think...dad isn't going to like that." "You let me deal with your father...I will not have my only son run away from home on an empty stomach." With that she ushered everyone into the large victorian style house and I prepared myself for battle. Walking through the door, I saw my father walking down the staircase. I could see the fire in his eyes and the stone in his composer. "Father." I could feel Taker stand close behind me, his hand on the small of my back, comforting and reassuring. Mother stood in front of me, like a shield. "Hunter, might I ask who your 'friend' is?" The way he said it reminded me of a bad taste. "Father, this is," "Mark, Mark Calloway." I couldn't help but stare as Taker's whole demeanor changed. I had seen him rough, but caring and soft. As he reached out a hand to my father in greeting, I saw him change to strong, sophisticated, and stoic. I loved him more for it. I watched as Taker and Father seemed locked in a battle of wills, neither breaking eye contact. Taker stood tall, defying the anger in Father's stance. I watched as Mother beckoned everyone else into the dinning room, telling cook that there would be more guest's. "How did you meet my 'son'?" again it was like a distasteful word. Taker smiled, I could tell he wanted to wrap and arm around me and felt his hand press firmer against my back. "We met last night at a local establishment." I heard the door swish open as Mother walked out. She came to stand by me, linking her arm with mine. "Phillip, our son is leaving with these nice people after breakfast. Perhaps you would like to get to know them?" Trust Mother to come out and state the obviously ridiculous. "Perhaps your 'son' should rethink his decision." "Father, I am leaving." I knew, looking at Father that any hope of support had flown out the window. "I...I'm in love." I don't know why I had to add that. I knew that it was like a stab in the back for Father. I saw the rage and disgust cross his face, then I felt the evidence across my cheek. My eye watered at the impact, it felt as though it were going to explode. "How dare YOU!" I stood in shock as realization hit me, literally. "I will not have this!" His arm drew back, fist clenched. it was as though my life had gone into slow motion. I could see it coming and then...Taker stepped in front of me, blocking the blow. Father punched Taker full tilt in the jaw, barely fazing my big man. "Phillip!" Mother stood between the two men, Taker ready to brawl, to protect me. "Hunter, go pack, take Mark with you. Breakfast will be ready when you are done." I knew that sound in Mother's voice and rushed to comply. Grasping Taker's hand, I raced up the stairs to my room. Closing the door behind us I heard Mother yell, Father declare his hatred, his rancor. Then the slam of the door and silence. I could feel Taker's worried gaze on me as I moved jerkily around my room, gathering clothes and such, stuffing them into a duffle bag. I felt tears well in my eyes as I packed. Felt them begin to fall. All the courage, strength, seemed to flow out of me and I sank to the floor. I felt strong arms circle around me, rock me, caress me. I felt gentle lips brush against my forehead. "It will be ok...I promise it will be ok baby." Taker held me as my anger, rage and sadness washed out of me. "I'm sorry....I'm sorry for my father...." I felt as though he would see me as weak. "I'm sorry... I'm not strong enough..." "Shh...It's ok....he's your father..." he held me, sitting on my floor, until my tears were spent. Wiping my face I looked up at him, finding only love and understanding. "Come on, I'm hungry." He helped me to my feet, gabbing my bag before I could and wrapped a strong arm around my waist. TBC Mistress I don't know if I mentioned this before but I made Hunter in his early twenties...i like him better that way....lol Walking into the dining room, I found myself wrapped in Mother's arms. "All packed?" I nodded and she motioned us to sit. Everyone was seated, looking solemn and understanding. I felt no shame, only acceptance. Breakfast brightened my mood as Mother played the perfect hostess she was. Telling stories of my childhood, gracefully sidestepping the topic of Father. Everyone laughed and talked like old friends. "So tell me, where are you off to?" "Actually ma'am, we don't really know. We just drive till we get there." Taker and Mother seemed to become fast friends. "Of course, you will have to call me and inform me of my son's life...you life together. I do hold you personally responsible for his happiness." The light in her eye's brought a deep blush to my face. "Of course." The topic of discussion changed rapidly and frequently during the meal, Mother being introduced to everyone. She marvelled at Chyna's strength and beauty, talked stocks and bonds with Shane. She drew Albert into a heated debate about piercings and their purpose, their meaning. Joked with Stephanie about parties and debutant balls, fashion with Trish. She informed Jeff about the best shampoo and conditioner to use for colored hair. By the end of the meal, we were all laughing, stuffed and content. mother walked into the kitchen, letting Cook have the rest of the day off as Jeff and Austin volunteered to do the dishes. "Why don't you show everyone around, Hunter...Take them for a tour." Before I could object, Mother whisked Chyna and Stephanie off in to her room, giggling like a school girl with her best friends. Turning, I saw Taker smiling down at me. "She really loves you." "Yea, you don't mind stickin' around for another hour or so, do you?" I didn't want to upset any plans he had. "We have as much time as you need." After the mess from breakfast was cleaned and put away, I led everyone throughout the house, showing off Mother's decorating and collecting. I showed them the expansive yard, the cars (Edge almost went into a coronary at the sight of Fathers 64 1/2' Mustang) and the pool house. By the time we returned inside, Mother and the 'girls' were chatting over coffee. "Well I guess I have stalled enough, I know you should be going." Tears shown in Mother's eye's, reflecting in my own. "Call me when you stop, where ever you are. I want to know all about your life....don't make me come after you." I could only nod as she hugged me tight and then I took Taker's hand. Walking out to the bike's, MOther had tears streaming down her face, and I had to bury my face in Taker's back as he revved the engine. As we pulled out of the drive, Father's car pulled in. I wanted to wave, get a reprieve, get a goodbye. He didn't even look at me as we drove away, he just walked in the house, and didn't look back. I cried, I clung to Taker as we pulled out of my little town. I knew my life had desperately changed, but for me it was a change for the better I have no clue where I am going, but my heart is where it belongs. THE END