Date: Fri, 22 Dec 2000 22:38:27 EST From: DAG1064@aol.com Subject: "Samurai Inc 08" Samurai Inc 08 By David (DAG1064@aol.com) Author's Note: I know I said that Kevin Zeigers was to be the guest star this time out, but I have changed my mind due to the research I have done on him. He is a good actor and I wish him the best. Instead, the guest star this time will be 14-year-old Miko Hughes. He costarred with Bruce Willis in the movie "Mercury Rising," a great suspense movie. To my knowledge, Miko isn't gay, and this story does not mean that he is. Remember readers, this series, and this story, is total fiction. It never happened. As for "Neil" having powers, there are actual documented cases of people possessing telekinetic and telepathic powers. Any sentences that are bracketed with this symbols "[ ]" are to indicate thought speak. And now, the feature presentation... Samurai Inc. 08 "Christmas on Logan's Mountain" The snow fell gently as I sipped a mug of hot tea, watching it through the big picture window. It seemed so peaceful and serene. I sighed and turned my attention to the room in front of me. The fire blazed nicely in the fireplace as I turned my attention to it. A motion to my left caught my attention. Neil walked into the room and sat down on the couch with a notebook crammed with Shiro's research into his abilities. In the two months that Neil's been here, having joined the family, he's learned to trust us, become part of our family. The first few weeks he tested us, wanting to know if we would reject him. All of us kept on telling him that we loved and cared about him, and that we wanted him here. Shiro wisely didn't push the issue of his talents, instead spending time with him. Sammo knew he'd have Shiro to himself at night, and he tried his best to make Neil feel at home as well. Neil had his own room, having picked it out for himself. I asked him how he wanted it, and had it fixed up the way he wanted it. I liked it myself, wishing it was one I could have had when I was his age. Neil had chosen a wildlife scheme, one wall done up with a forest stream on it with animals standing there. It was a copy of a photo I had taken weeks before, and when Neil saw it he wanted it as a poster in his room. I did him one better, having it covering one wall completely. He loved it. He had nightmares for the first couple of weeks, often coming into bed with Dan and me. Dan understood, and accepted that. Both of us made sure he didn't catch us doing anything. Once the nightmare stage passed, he started staying his room, but with the door open. He wanted to be sure he could get to me if needed. Once he settled down, he turned his attention to his emerging powers. Jake Lloyd sent Neil the Star Wars Jedi Academy books, and any other books that mentioned the "Force" extensively. Neil appreciated the books, and Shiro read them too, doing research on them as well. I decided to wait to register Neil in school until he had mastered some control over his abilities. I told the school board that he was still very troubled over the loss of his parents. They surprised me by sending Neil a card and a letter wishing him well. That made me feel good about having moved here. Neil had decided he wanted to set up a "connection" to all of us, explaining that in a situation, we could "talk" to each other. Neil had tested his telepathic ability one day with Shiro as the "receiver" when he went to town. Shiro "heard" him very clearly, which made us wonder if there were any limits to his abilities. If there were, we'd find out. He worked on his telepathic abilities the most, since they could cause him to have trouble in school. Neil figured out a way to build a "wall" in his mind to block out people's thoughts so they wouldn't overwhelm him. I had never thought of that, and Shiro's research proved Neil's decision to do that wise. He'd go nuts if he couldn't keep other people's thoughts out of his head. As for his telekinesis (the ability to move object with the mind), he slowly made progress in controlling that part. Doing single tasks was a snap for him. Multitasking would definitely be a challenge for him. All of us told him to take his time, don't worry about trying to rush his powers. "I'd rather see you work at it very slowly rather than rushing yourself," Shiro told him one day, "If you rushed yourself, you could end up hurting yourself. We don't want to see you get hurt." Neil saw the wisdom in those words, and slowed down a lot more. He was relaxing a lot more around us, becoming more sure of himself. There were days I wanted to help him, but I had to restrain myself, knowing that he would come to us with anything. Being a kid in puberty can be a rough time. Your body changing, your mind expanding with new knowledge, your emotions riding a never ending roller coaster, your view of the world changing, and wanting to be independent. Some kids handle that well and other's don't. Be nice if adults could be more helpful to them, instead of condemning them. Neil was becoming more comfortable about the sex that went on in the house. Apparently he was a nudist, having grown up in a home where the nudist lifestyle was practiced. One morning he came down to breakfast in his birthday suit. I choked on my coffee as Neil walked into the kitchen. "Something wrong?" Neil asked. "You forgot to dress," I managed to say. Neil blushed. "I'm sorry. It's that I'm used to being naked all the time. My parents did it ever since I can remember. I'll go get dressed." He started past me and I grabbed him by the shoulders. "Neil, if this is what you are used to and this makes you feel comfortable, then I have no problem with it. Just wear a long shirt when you come down for breakfast. Hot liquid spills do hurt the personal gear," I said. Neil giggled through his tears and then hugged me. He dashed back upstairs, leaving me with something to think about. We are all very sexual around here, constantly making love anywhere the mood struck us. So maybe Neil did have something there. I had done it extensively when I was in the Seal Teams, and then more than ever after I got out. When I had the house in Crystal Springs I did it non-stop until Shiro came to live with me. Then I had stopped it out of respect for Shiro. All of us had seen each other naked, why not do it full time again? I decided it was time for a family council. "Guys, we need to discuss some things here," I said once breakfast was cleared away. "What's on your mind, Dad? Provided you do have one," Shiro cracked. "Funny boy!" I growled as everyone laughed. "A couple of things. One, how would everyone feel about adopting a nudist lifestyle around here? We see each other naked so many times already, and it is just us guys around here." Neil grinned at that. Shiro, Sammo, and Dan scratched their faces for a moment. "Really not a bad idea. It's not like we don't know what the other has," Sammo said. "My parents and I did it all the time. It's really relaxing and you feel much more comfortable with yourself," Neil stated. "I used to do it all the time before you came to live with me as my son Shiro," I said. "So why did you stop?" Shiro asked. "I wasn't sure how you would feel about it," I said. "So why didn't you ask?" Shiro questioned. "I didn't think of that," I replied. "I'm for it," Dan spoke up. "Agreed," Sammo replied. "I'm with that," Shiro nodded. "Then it's unanimous," I said. We've been doing it since then. That was about a month ago. I had forgotten how comfortable it was. Felt right, and natural. Of course we set down some rules about it. One, shirts and shorts worn at meal times. Second, if we go hiking in the woods, we definitely wear hiking clothes, taking care to tuck long pants inside the hiking boots so that nothing gets inside the pants. Out on the grass or around the pool was fine. Third, we would do it if our "special clients" were okay with it, and fourth, never when company was on site. That was it. Everyone was agreeable with that. At first it was a bit strange, but after awhile, it became a natural thing to do, and nobody thought twice about it. My mind came back to the present when I heard Neil go into the kitchen. I looked up at him as he walked past. "What's up?" I asked. "Just going to get me a snack. Want something?" he asked. "Sure. Whatever you're having is fine," I said. "Cool! I was going to build an ice cream sundae three stories tall. You sure about that?" he giggled. I closed my eyes and sighed as he laughed at my expression. If Shiro and Sammo's eating habits were bad, Neil's was worse. He could thrash the kitchen totally in less than one minute, which was a new record. He kept laughing as he walked into the kitchen. Kids. What can you do? "Someone say ice cream sundae?" Shiro asked, popping up out of nowhere and making me jump out of my chair in shock. "You got good hearing kiddo," I said, settling back down again. Anyone mentions food around here and Shiro or Sammo will beat you to the kitchen. I can guarantee you that. I noticed Sammo moping about like he had something serious on his mind. I stood up and stretched and walked over to Sammo. "Hey, you alright?" I asked, concerned. "Just got something on my mind," Sammo said. "Let's go into the den and talk," I said, leading the way. Closing the door, I sat down in my lazy boy in the corner while Sammo sat on the couch Indian style, giving me a nice view of his gear. "What's on your mind?" I asked. Sammo sighed. "I've got some serious concerns about Neil, Dad. Don't get me wrong, I think that he's a great kid, and I feel sorry for him having to deal with all of what he's been through, but his powers kinda scare me." "In what way?" I asked. "Well, there's his ability to get into people's minds for starters. It feels strange to have him inside my mind, knowing everything there is about me and knowing my personal thoughts and feelings," Sammo said. I nodded. This was something I hadn't thought of myself. Maybe I shouldn't have been so quick to share things in my mind with Neil, but he had opened himself up to me first, and I had returned the favor. Neil had promised me that he'd keep everything to himself, and he had. I knew I could trust him. I didn't think anyone else in the family would be having their doubts about Neil, but Sammo was, and now I had to deal with this. "Sammo, have you talked to Neil about what you're feeling?" I asked. "No, simply because I didn't want to hurt his feelings and upset him," Sammo replied. "Okay. Perhaps I need to establish some guidelines with Neil about when it's appropriate to "connect" with us. He established the links with us so that he could "connect" with us when it was necessary. I don't think he would go creeping around in our minds unless he asked us first. That would be invading a person's private space. I'll talk to him about that. Anything else?" I asked. "There's his ability to make things move with his mind. Makes me nervous when he does that. It's just so weird to see things floating in mid air and nobody's touching or holding the things," Sammo said. "Sammo, he's trying to learn what he can do with these abilities. Someday these abilities will be needed in a situation, and you will be glad <that he could/he can> do it. For example, what if you lost two clips of ammo for the weapon you had in your hand at the moment, and the tangos saw that? They won't stop shooting to let you get them back. Neil could locate them and give them to you without you or any one of us getting hurt trying to recover them. There are so many possibilities that he could cover for us. However, we can't get too dependent on Neil. All of us still need to train hard to keep our respective abilities in shape. I still need all of you. You, Shiro, and Danny are very much part of this family, and Samurai Inc. There's no way Neil would ever take anybody's place. You guys are just too important to me," I said. Sammo nodded at my words. "Thanks for listening, Dad. I'll do my best to give him a chance. I won't let him down." Sammo and I hugged before he went out. I sat back down in my recliner and drummed my fingers on the table next to it. It occurred to me that Jake Lloyd had been the only one to react to Neil's abilities the night of the party. I wondered why the others hadn't reacted. Maybe it was time to make some phone calls, talk to everyone about things. Five hours later, I ended the last call, having talked to Billy Gilman. The general consensus had been that Neil was just an average kid in everybody's eyes. His only difference was that he had mutant abilities. Each guy had asked me why should they treat Neil any different because he was a mutant. I couldn't answer that question because it really was up to them how they felt about Neil. Out of the twelve boys that I talked to that was at the party, only one expressed his deep concerns that Neil could use private information in his head against him. I convinced him that would never happen, because I felt that Neil was a good kid, having come from a good family. I promised Bob Moffatt that I would sit down with Neil and talk to him. Just as I hung up the phone, Neil tapped on my den door. "Can I come in?" he asked. I turned to the door. "Sure, anytime." He came in with a cup of hot tea and sat down on the couch by me. "I've noticed that Sammo has been keeping his distance from me. Have I done anything wrong?" I sighed. "No, Neil. You haven't done anything wrong." "Is he afraid of me?" Neil asked. He caught the hesitation in my face. Setting down his tea, he went out of the den. I quickly followed him. Neil found Sammo in the game room. "Why are you afraid of me?" Neil asked him. Sammo had been playing pool with Shiro, with Dan looking on. Sammo looked at Neil and then at me, sighing. "Is it because you're afraid that I'd be poking around in your mind without asking you?" Neil asked, getting angry. Sammo nodded. "Yeah." "Well, it will never happen. I would never do that to you. The only time I would be in there is if we are working together on a situation and we needed to communicate with each other. I would ask you first if I could. It's your private space, much like your bedroom is. I would never go in there without knocking on the door and asking if I could come in. It's common courtesy to do so. I will never do that to any of you, or the people we are protecting!" Neil yelled, getting angry. He turned and stomped out of the room. We stood there in silence after he left. Perhaps he understood more about his powers than we thought. He was constantly reading all the research that Shiro pulled off the net and the Jedi books as well. Sammo put down his pool stick and started after Neil. Shiro took hold of his arm. "Let him be for a bit, love. Let him have a bit of time to settle down," Shiro counseled. Sammo nodded and sat down on the couch. "You okay?" I asked. "No. I feel like I've pushed him away from us. I'm sorry," Sammo said. "It's all right. We'll fix things with him and hopefully everything will be okay. You know he would never deliberately hurt us in any way. He loves us a lot, and we need to let him know we love him lots back," I said. Everyone nodded, agreeing with what I said. I went into the kitchen and got some coffee. About fifteen minutes later, Sammo went up the stairs. I heard him knock on Neil's door, and then open it and go in. I don't know what was said between them, but Sammo came down about an hour later and gave me the thumbs up. Apparently everything had been settled between them. I sighed with relief. That was good. I decided not to ask what had been said, because it was a matter between them. I hoped that things would be okay. I sipped my coffee and let my thoughts wander a bit. I glanced into the great room and wondered where to put the Christmas tree. This would be our first Christmas here on Logan's Mountain, a first for Sammo and Neil with us, not to leave out Dan as well. "What are you thinking about?" Danny asked, breaking into my thoughts. "Getting a Christmas tree, and where to put it. Any ideas?" I replied. "Family council?" Dan asked. I nodded. "Call it." Dan did, going round and finding everyone. I sat in my overstuffed easy chair and waited until everyone was sitting down. "Okay, I propose a Christmas tree hunt tomorrow. Any ideas as to where we should put it?" I asked the group. I got a few ideas, but quickly rejected them. It was Neil who came up with the best one. "How about by the stairs? It curves to the left as you go up them, creating a natural bowl of sorts. The tree would be perfect there," he proposed. Dan jumped up and moved the two-person love seat that was there and we looked at it. Neil was right. It was a perfect spot for it. "All those in favor of Neil's suggestion, say aye, all those opposed say nay," I said. We all voted Neil's suggestion in. That's where the tree would go. "We leave in the morning after breakfast," I stated. "Dress warmly, it's gonna be cold." Neil woke us the next morning, jumping up and down eagerly on my bed. "Come on, come on! Let's go!" he cried excitedly, his hazel eyes shining brightly. Danny and I groaned, slowly coming awake. I stretched, feeling my bones and muscle pop. I looked up at the nude eleven year old and sighed. Danny just grinned. "Tickle attack!" he yelled, sweeping Neil's feet from under him. Neil landed on his back in the middle of the bed as Danny attacked, tickling Neil as the boy shrieked with laughter. Sammo and Shiro dashed in and joined in the fun. I lay there and watched them do it. They relaxed after another moment or two, catching their breaths. "You know, this is what family is all about. Being together, playing together, working together. All of us are here right now, united together. I know that as long as we stay united, we can work through any problem that comes our way. All you guys need to know is that I love each and every one of you very much and that I will always be there for you no matter what," I said. Neil crawled over to me and hugged me tight. Then Shiro joined in, then Danny, and Sammo. I loved these group hugs, it really made me feel so tall. "Let's get going," I said a few minutes later. "I'll get something going in the kitchen," Sammo said, backing off and going out the door of the bedroom. Neil ran into my bathroom and took care of his immediate needs as Danny and I got up and stretched once again. Neil ran past us and out the door with Shiro following. Dan and I dressed each other and met a dressed Neil in the hall. He was definitely ready to go! I grinned at his enthusiasm. Oh, to be that young again. Sammo had fixed a thermos of coffee and one with hot chocolate. Shiro had gone out to the equipment shed and gathered up what we would need and secured them on a toboggan. He checked the snowmobiles and started them up, warming up the engines. Each one of us had our own snowmobiles except Neil. When he gets a bit older, I'll get him one. For now, he would double up with Shiro or Sammo. But Sammo had different ideas. "Don't start mine! I wanna ride on the toboggan with Neil!" he shouted to Shiro. "Okay! Will do," Shiro answered back as Neil danced with joy. I looked at Sammo. He simply nodded to me and I had the idea that this was his way to try and make up with Neil. I nodded my approval. I looked to see Dan walking into the kitchen with his hunting rifle, a 30.06. "Never know if we're going to need it," he stated. Out of habit, I had strapped on my H&K 9mm, and decided to take the MP-5 as well. Shiro had gotten into the habit of carrying his ninja-to (a Japanese Ninja's fighting sword), and Sammo carried throwing knives. He was so good with them. All of us could shoot guns, but Neil hadn't yet. I wanted to teach him in a way that it wouldn't be scary to him. If you teach a child to handle and respect guns in a non-threatening manner, they will always come out just fine. Once the breakfast dishes were cleared away, we set out. The toboggan was hitched to Shiro's snow machine. I knew he'd drive safely. He had rigged up safety straps for Neil to grab on to and hold. Sammo sat behind him to help keep the sled from flying and to help protect Neil. I grinned at Neil. "Is the word given?" I asked him. The excitement shone in his eyes. "The word is given! Ahead, full speed!" I laughed as Shiro gave his machine the gas and took off. ***** He was scared. The fear gripped his soul, his heart as he ran through the forest, trying to keep ahead of them. He shivered in the cold snow, his only protection was his boxers. He could hear the dogs baying in the distance. Why were they chasing him? Why did they want him? The questions spun round in his mind, but no answers. He turned in a new direction, clawing at the snow in front of him as he climbed the snow bank. All he could remember was sitting in his friend's house, playing a video game when the eight men crashed through the windows and doors, grabbing him and tying him up. They had pressed a smelly cloth to his nose, and he had passed out. When he awoke, they had him in a chair, asking him questions about some code thing. He had panicked, telling them he didn't know anything, to let him go. They had slapped him a few times, and he freaked even more. The men had eventually left the room, leaving him alone. He managed to calm down and relax. He looked around the room to see where he was. There was only one window there, and it was covered. He was sitting in the chair in just his Mickey Mouse boxers, tied firmly to it. They had closed the door so he couldn't see out of the room. He tried standing up on his toes but that failed and he toppled over, falling on the floor. He bit his lip trying not to cry out form the pain from his landing on the floor. He did something right, because now the ropes were looser. He managed to wiggle out from the bonds that held him there to the chair. Rubbing his wrists and ankles, he looked back to the window. It was his only avenue of escape. Going to the window, he pulled the drapes aside to see snow on the ground. He was shocked. He was supposed to be at his friend's house in Beverly Hills! He didn't waste time, but managed to open the window quietly. The cold air hit his bare skin as he crawled out the window. Thank God he had been on the ground floor, and not on the second story, if there had been one. His body shivered from the cold as his bare feet touched the ground. He reasoned to himself that if he kept moving, he'd be all right. He turned and ran in the direction of the rising morning sun. He ran for some time, trying to put as much distance as he could between them and himself. His body was shaking from the cold now. Confusion slowly set in. He had no concept of time, his watch having been taken from him. He stopped momentarily, thinking that he had heard something. Then the sound grew a bit louder. It was the baying of dogs. Fear gripped his heart, causing more adrenaline to surge through his system. That surge snapped him awake, and he started running again. He kept going in the direction of the morning sun, hoping he'd find someone or a place to hide. ***** We were traveling through the trees about a half-mile in front of him. We had looked at about a dozen trees and hadn't liked any we had seen. Neil was very relaxed, enjoying the ride on the toboggan. I had to smile at his exhuberance. I was looking at another tree when Sammo yelled. "Dad! It's Neil!" he shouted. I turned to see Neil with his eyes closed, his body shivering violently. I cursed and ran over to him. "Neil?" I whispered. He was panting hard, like he was running. "Got... to get away... got to.... lose them dogs," he murmured. I shook him gently, and he snapped out of it fast. "Dad, there's a boy about a half mile ahead of us, being chased by men with guns and dogs. He's scared out of his mind," Neil reported. Shiro started up his machine and charged ahead, anger on his face. Dan followed with me bringing up the rear. Neil pointed out which direction the boy was. Shiro stopped his machine close to the location and Neil jumped off the toboggan and disappeared. Sammo followed Neil the best he could, but the smaller boy had a head start on him. Neil ran fast, concentrating on not sinking into the snow. We tracked what trail he left us the best we could. I saw Shiro looking at the faint footprints that Neil left. We came to a clearing and fanned out. I saw Neil jump down a snow bank and followed him. I looked over the lip of the snow bank and saw him pulling his snow jacket around the boy. The sound of dogs got real close. Before I had a chance to react the men popped into view. There were eight of them armed with hunting rifles. "Give it up, boy! You can't run!" the obvious leader bellowed. Neil rose up from his crouch next to the shivering boy. "Walk away. He's under my protection now," Neil said, his tone of voice dangerous. "You against us? Don't make me laugh. Besides, nobody will find your bones until spring!" the man roared. "Do not challenge me," Neil's voice seemed to echo from everywhere. They looked around, half expecting to see others there. The boy had crawled away from Neil, the fear on his face evident. "What you gonna do, boy?" the leader yelled. "You don't scare me!" "Oh, don't worry. I will," came Neil's voice again. A slight gesture from his hand, and the boy on the ground screamed in terror, moving back quickly and then hit his head on an exposed tree branch, knocking himself out. The dogs didn't waste time, they got the hell out of there. The eight men's expressions changed to that of total fear. One passed out on the ground while the others turned and ran like hell. I heard the scariest wolf howl imaginable that turned everything in my balls into ice. What the hell had Neil done? I'd ask later. Neil relaxed, and then jumped down from where he was to the boy. "Dad, he's barely breathing and very cold to the touch!" Neil yelled. We all reacted. Danny and Shiro ran back to the machines and brought them up. Sammo cleared the toboggan while Danny got blankets out. Shiro and Danny wrapped the boy in them and then laid him on the toboggan. Neil and Sammo jumped on, and the race to the house was on. We had no idea how long he had been in the snow. As we approached the house, Neil slumped forward. Sammo grabbed him and quickly checked him. "He's out, Dad!" he called to me. Neil roused himself once more. "The tub in the first bathroom is filled with hot water. Get him in there," he whispered to Sammo, and then conked out. Shiro drew up to the front steps of the house and raced up the steps, unlocking the door. Sammo raced past him, carrying the unconscious boy. "The first bath on the second floor!" he yelled, going up the stairs. I turned to check on Neil, as Danny raced past me. I picked him up and carried him in and up to his room. Dropping him on his bed, I checked his pulse. Neil seemed to be okay. I guess using his powers had worn him out. I went into the hall to see Dan race into the first bathroom with his medic bag. I followed him in to see him leaning over the boy, checking his heart and pulse. "Everything seems steady," he reported. "You guys got the hot water in there fast," I commented. "It was Neil's doing. That's what he told me before he conked out," Sammo said. "I'll go and check on Neil," Danny said, then left the bathroom. I nodded. "Gonna be okay for awhile?" "Sure Dad," Shiro nodded. "Why?" "I'm gonna go back and see if the one guy is still there. We need to know what in hell is going on," I said, racking the slide on my nine. "Be careful Dad," Sammo said. "I will." I went back to the spot where we had found the boy. The man was gone. I mentally cursed myself for having not taken him prisoner right then. My own damn fault. I got back on the snowmobile after tying branches to a rope behind me. Hopefully they would erase our tracks back to the house. Going the exact route we took back to the house, the branches were doing the job, erasing a majority of the tracks. New snow was starting to fall lightly. I had forgotten about the storm that was coming in. "Be nice if plenty of snow did fall to cover the tracks we left from the house through the trees and all the way around we drove these snowmobiles," I thought to myself. I got back to the house and closed up the shed. In the distance, I could see someone hunched over the snow where the driveway was. I walked toward it, my nine at the ready. The figure looked up. "Yo boss. Setting up some defenses just in case. I don't think those dudes are gonna give up the kid so easy," Danny said. I slapped him on the back. "Nice going. Who's in the house?" "Sammo is. He's watching the boys. Neither one has woken up yet. We took the kid out of the bath and put him to bed in a guest room with a set of Shiro's sweats on him. He's coming down with something, and I suspect he'll develop a fever before long. He was in the snow for God only knows how long. Gonna call Mugs?" Dan asked. I thought for a moment. "Be a good idea. He could be our spotter in town. Where's Shiro?" "He's setting up some flash bangs on the north side. Should have them done by now," Danny stated. "I'll set some on the west side. Let Shiro know that when you finish here," I said. By nightfall, the defenses were in place. The boy was still asleep, but he was moving around like he was having nightmares. Neil had finally woken up and stumbled down the stairs to the kitchen. I was in there getting some coffee when he walked in. "Neil, are you okay?" I asked him. "I'll be okay when this headache stops," he complained. I reached up into a cabinet and got down some aspirin and gave him two of them and a glass of water. Shiro and Danny walked into the kitchen with Sammo behind them. "Hey, you're awake. We were getting worried about you," Shiro said. "I'll be fine," Neil grinned. "How's the kid?" "Fever sick, but he should recover. Really got to know how you scared off those guys," Dan asked. Neil grinned and backed up a few feet. As he moved his hand, a blurry shape slowly took form in front of us. It formed into the most hideous looking wolf I'd ever seen. It had very long fangs and even longer claws. It looked absolutely insane, horribly insane. Shiro, Danny, and I stepped back nervously. Sammo didn't seem fazed by it at all, being a horror fan. The more gruesome, the more bloody, and the more gory, the better. "Dude!" Sammo laughed. "That's got to be absolutely the most deranged thing I've ever seen! Too awesome!" "No more horror movies for you Sammo!" I declared as the deranged looking wolf disappeared from view. "You liked it?" Neil asked Sammo. "Yeah! It was totally wild and cool!" Sammo enthusiastically clapped Neil on the shoulder, rocking the boy. "That would explain why those men took off so fast," Danny said. "Man! I thought those dogs stuffed their tails up their asses!" Sammo laughed. "They were plenty long enough!" "You're a sick little boy," I told Sammo as he laughed. Dan and Shiro were grinning too. Come to think of it, it was kind of funny. "Dad, I move we make Neil a full member of the team. He definitely earned his stripes today," Sammo said when he calmed down. This from a guy who had been bothered by Neil's powers at first. It's amazing how people can change when people they have doubts about prove themselves. "I agree," Shiro said. "Same here," Danny said. I nodded. "As of now, Neil is off probation and a full member of the Samurai Inc team," I stated, patting Neil on the shoulder, "You earned it." The smile on Neil's face was rewarding. I had no more doubts about him at all. Neil would fit in very well. I picked up my cup of coffee and sipped it. "Okay, next course of action. As of now, we are on general alert, so be ready to take your assigned battle stations any time. Neil, do you think you can probe the boy's mind and find out who he is?" "Sure Dad. That won't be too much of a strain on me." Neil replied. "Good. Just take it slow. Shiro, weapons detail. Dan, set up a watch schedule for us. Sammo, please assist Shiro. Are you ready Neil?" I said, getting up from the table. "Yup, let's do it." Neil replied. Neil followed me up the stairs and into the room where the boy lay. Neil sat down next to him and closed his eyes. He sighed once, and then took the boy's hand into his own. I watched for a few mintes until Neil opened his eyes again. "His name is Miko Hughes Dad," Neil reported. "Thanks Neil. You done great. Go lie down if you need to and rest," I said. Neil nodded as I went back downstairs to my office to call Mugs. I sat down at the desk and noticed the video box for a Bruce Willis movie. Picking it up, I saw a picture of Bruce Willis and Miko on the cover. Checking the credits, they confirmed what Neil had found out through his mind reading. I would start my search for Miko's parents by calling Mac. If anybody would know, it would be Mac. Mac answered on the third ring. "Yo, Mac here. What up?" he said. "Learn to speak proper English, you wop," I said by way of greeting. A roar of laughter sounded in my ear. "Davie! Fuck you too!" "Mac, I got a situation and I need fast help," I started, and then quickly told him what had happened over the last few hours. "I'll call Bruce personally. Is it okay to give him your number?" he asked. I gave Mac a cell number. "Tell him to ask for Bruno's café. I'll reply and say it's Master Chen's hot dog stand." "Done and done," Mac said, and then hung up. The waiting game had started. When Brick and his crew had fixed the house, they installed some extras for use in case we were ever assaulted here. At first, I had questioned the "remodels" but now I was glad they were there. The windows were those bullet resistant kind of windows. There were real thick plates of metal placed on each side of the windows, creating safe spots to stand at. There were other refinements, and I'll tell you about them as I go. I looked in on Miko, and he was still sleeping. "I think his fever will break tonight," Dan said. "His last temperature is coming down." "Good," I nodded. "Glad to hear that." I walked out of the room and began to survey the preparations for the coming battle. Those men would come here. Their dogs would track us here. I called Mugs on my cell, hoping to catch him. "Whaddya want?" he growled at me by way of greeting. "Oh, about half dozen cases of Seal beer," I cracked. He laughed at that one. "Hey, David! Been a while!" "Sorry about that. I got a situation here," I said. I heard his voice go serious. "Talk to me." I briefed him on the situation as it stood. He told me to keep in touch, he'd fire up the monster and start running a search pattern. I got off and crossed my fingers and my nuts. I whipped open the cell again and called Brick. No such luck, so I left a message with the base operator. I wished I had kept the phone numbers of the other Seals that I had run with. I would feel much better with a platoon of these guys around the property. But, I had to do what I could with what I had on hand, damn it. When this business is over, I'm going to start shaking the tree and collect contact numbers for everybody I ever knew. The cell rang about two hours later. "Bruno's café," the man's voice said. "This is Master Chen's hot dog stand," I said. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Logan. This is Bruce Willis calling. How's Miko?" he asked. "He's improving by the minute. My associate says the fever will break by late tonight. He's had a rough day," I said. "So I heard. I went looking for his family. Called the house a few times, and then went there. Looking through the windows I could tell someone had been there. House is trashed," he said. "I called the local cops in. Didn't tell them you have Miko. Wanted to talk to you first." "Glad you did. Tell Mac to have his two security assistants to call me. You get your family under cover. Something's going on," I said. "Already done. Good luck," he said, and then hung up. The fertilizer was flying everywhere now. The aforementioned fertilizer landed at 0330 hours. I had just finished a turn around the grounds when I felt a slight tickle in my skull. [Dad?] Neil thought spoke in my mind. [What's up Neil?] I asked. [Got ten hostile thought patterns coming from the west side. They just split off, and two are coming in by north, two by east, and the rest by the west,] Neil reported. [Okay. Pass it around,] I said to Neil. I turned and jogged through the snow to the west side. I paused by some trees and used my starlight scope to check the situation. [The two on the east side have gone down Dad,] Neil reported. [A man knocked them down. He's moving south.] Mugs. Had to be. [Can you sense anything from him?] [No, other than... wait, it's that cop Mugs.] Good. Our odds just got better. Thanks, Mugs. Owe you a big one. I turned and moved further down into the trees and finally spotted the six shapes. They were directly in the path of a few flash bangs. I turned my head away just as one of them stepped on the trigger for one. In seconds, the night turned into day as the flash bang went off, followed by the loudest sound I ever heard to rival Gene Simmon's bass guitar. The six men grabbed their heads and went down. I charged forward as the light faded away. Two of them got to their feet and saw me coming. They opened fire with their rifles. I could hear the bullets hit the trees as I took cover. I opened up on them with my MP-5, shooting back in their direction. The remaining few quickly turned and retreated fast. Meanwhile, Dan and Shiro were covering the north side. Shiro captured his man, while Dan and the other danced around each other with knives. Dan's opponent couldn't see him very well until a spotlight from the house shone on him. Then the man reacted in fear, and turned to run. Dan had found some cardboard and fashioned it into a head of a wolf, and painted it to look very deranged. Sucker worked, because the guy pissed his pants before running like hell. I wonder if he stopped running yet. The two clowns that were shooting at me finally ran out of ammo. They decided to run as well. Fight was over for the time being. I turned and went back to the house. [Dad, Shiro has a prisoner,] Neil reported. [Okay. Shiro, take him to the barn,] I said. [Already there, Dad. Mugs just dragged in his two,] Shiro stated. I came up to the house and surveyed it carefully. Neil signaled safe, so I went in. "Miko okay?" I asked, taking a cup of coffee from Dan. "Yes. Neil's with him now," Sammo said, coming into the kitchen. "Mugs has them in the barn," Shiro reported as he walked into the kitchen. "Okay. Stay here with Miko you guys. Dan and I are going out to ask questions," I said. We asked our questions, and within the hour had our answers. Seems that one of these nut cracked "survival groups" had somehow bought into the theory that the government was planning a takeover of the US of A, the theory having been hatched ever since the movie "Mercury Rising" had come out. These particular guys had decided that somehow Bruce Willis and Miko Hughes had a part of the "cover up" and used the movie to transmit secret info from the government to secret military units. Of course it's BS, but when dealing with single digit IQ's like those guys, anything could happen. Oklahoma was a prime example of that. I lost some good friends that day. I ran them down to the front gate where Mugs "happened to come by". I turned them over to him for prosecution. Mugs is not a nice guy when people try to hurt his friends. I jogged back up to the house just as the sun was coming up. I was bone tired, but pleased that we succeeded in out first defensive action. Commendations went all around. Neil, Sammo, and Shiro were in one bed together when I looked in on them. I went to see Dan next. He was sitting on the edge of Miko's bed looking at the thermometer in his hand. "Just about normal," he smiled. "You'd make a great doctor," I smiled. "I was training to be one in the Seal teams. Still want to do it," he said. "When this is over, check into the university in Denver. Find out if it's possible you can go to classes there," I said, slapping him on the back. "I will. I'll have plenty of subject here to practice my medical examinations on," he grinned at me. I sighed, rolling my eyes. I think I created a monster. We turned to the bed when we heard a noise. I backed up a few steps, not wanting to scare Miko when he fully woke up. I figured the immediate sight of Dan would be reassuring to him. Miko woke slowly, his eyes opening and closing a few times. He finally got his eyes open, and it took a few minutes more for them to focus clearly on us. "Where am I?" he moaned. "You're safe Miko." "How do you know my name?" the fear flooding into his voice. "Saw Mercury Rising the other night, you were really good in the headquarters of Samurai Inc. We brought you here when we found you in the snow," Danny said softly. "Men... chasing me. Dogs... after me," Miko groaned, clutching his head. "We chased them off," Dan explained. "Head hurts," Miko complained. "Concussion injury. You hit your head on a tree branch," I said. "There was... another boy. Did something with his hand... huge ugly wolf appeared... scared me," Miko said, closing his eyes again. I leapt to the curtains and pulled them shut. Miko opened his eyes again. "Am I really safe?" he asked. "Very safe," Dan reassured him. "Miko, we need to find your parents. Where are they? Do you know?" "Hawaii. They went to Hawaii. I was supposed to... clean the house before they came home," Miko said. "Where in Hawaii?" I asked. After Miko told me, I whipped out my phone and called Brick. Brick answered the phone this time and I gave him the situation report. He told me he was shipping out for Hawaii on a training mission. He'd call as soon as he got there. "Miko, my name is David. I own this house and you are very safe here. We know why those men were chasing you, and if they come back, I'll make them leave again," I promised him. Miko nodded and sighed. He pulled the covers up under his chin. "Tired," he said. "Rest, then. Go back to sleep if you want," Dan said. Miko nodded and closed his eyes again. Dan watched him for a bit then stood up and motioned for me to follow. We walked out into the hall. "He's going to be fine. A few days rest and he should be running around again," Dan reported on the boy's condition. "That's good to hear," Shiro said, coming up the stairs. "I agree. Until Brick finds Miko's family, he's a part of ours. So make him feel welcome," I said. "Okay. I'll loan him some of my clothes until then. He should fit them with no problem," Shiro stated. I went into Neil's room. He was sitting on his bed yoga style. His eyes were closed. I sat down next to him and watched him for a moment. "Hey Dad," he said a moment later. "Just meditating. Seems to help me with my powers, not to mention the headaches." "That's good. I was concerned about that," I nodded. He smiled at me. "Thanks for being concerned for me." "It's my job," I grinned. Neil rose up on his knees and hugged me, kissing me on the cheek. I returned the hug and kiss, feeling good in that moment. I wondered if this was Neil's way of wanting to start something. Neil broke away from me and looked at the bedroom door. It closed its self. "Dad.... could you.... do something to me?" he asked hesitating. "Anything, Neil. Anything you want. Just be absolutely sure it's something you want to do or have happen. I promise not to hurt you," I said, reassuring him. "Could you... make me feel good?" he asked. "What do you want me to do?" I questioned. He lay on his back next to me. "Touch me, kiss me, and play with my penis." I nodded okay. I leaned over him and kissed him on the forehead, then worked around his face. The moans of pleasure coming from him were making me hot. I undressed him and then myself. I lay down next to him and began caressing his slim nude body, making him wriggle about on the bed. Neil was getting aroused, his nipples standing out and Neil jr. rising to the occasion. I kept running my fingers up and down his body, pleasuring him every way I could. My fingers explored his five inches, feeling the smooth skin of it. His balls were a delight to touch. Hairless velvety smoothness under my fingers. I listened to his moans of pleasure. My face was now at his little boy's package. I licked the tip of his quivering cock. I could taste a bit of precum there. I moved my tongue down to the boy's balls. He shivered as I licked at them. I turned him on his side and pushed his legs to his chest. Now I could see his pink gate. I put my face between his butt cheeks and sniffed the anal bud. I could smell the ass smells there. I gently ran the tip of my tongue across the surface of his anus. Neil stiffened up and moaned out loud. "Dad!" he cried out. I kept on going, wanting to pleasure him more. I eventually worked my tongue into his delightful ass. Neil was gasping at the new pleasures. I rolled him onto his back again and then went for his cock. I slipped the young cock into my hungry mouth and started sucking it. He moaned and groaned as I pleasured his cock. I could feel the pleasure he was feeling, Neil having "connected" to me. That made me feel so damn good! I kept going, the feelings increasing until I knew he was about to orgasm. I sucked hard and fast, feeling the rush of Neil juice running through his body and into his cock. His sperm shot out of his cock and hit the back of my mouth in a big rush. I kept sucking harder and faster until he had run dry. I stopped sucking him and lay next to him, feeling wiped out from the experience. Neil had gone to sleep. I gently caressed his body, feeling the sweat under my fingertips. God, I loved this boy so much. As I was closing Neil's door, I had the feeling I was being watched. I looked up in time to see the door to the guest room close. Had Miko seen us? If he had, would he react? I went to his door and listened carefully. There wasn't any sound. I opened the door a crack and peeked in. The bed was empty. I stepped into the room quietly as I could. I could hear sounds from the bathroom. I looked in the mirror that afforded me a look into the bathroom. Miko was leaning against the sink, the sweat pants down around his ankles, and his cock was in his hand. I watched him stroke himself off. It looked like a nice six incher. I'm sure it will be bigger when he gets older. He had his head back, moaning quietly to himself. Suddenly a ribbon of sperm came shooting out of his cock. I quickly retreated out of the room. There was no question that he had seen me sucking off Neil. I turned that revelation over in my head as I went downstairs. Would I confront him with that? Should I play it safe and not say anything? I decided to leave it alone. I'd deal with it later. I was tired and needed some sleep. I sat down in my easy chair and relaxed. Next thing I knew, something was tickling my face. I raised a hand to swat it. It came back and I wiped my face off with my hand. My mind told me something wet was on my face. I opened my eyes to find a white wet substance over my eyes. I sat up quick, finally waking up all the way. I could hear laughter around me as I wiped the goo off my face with the other hand. Looking at it, I realized it was shaving cream. I looked to see Sammo rolling on the floor, holding his sides as he laughed. Neil, Shiro, and Danny were at the kitchen counter laughing as well. Miko was sitting on the stairs, grinning. It was nice to see him laugh. "Okay, wise ass. You in for it now!" I stated as I stood up. Sammo continued to laugh. I shook my head and went to the small bathroom in the den. "You gotta watch out for these guys. They'll get ya if they think they have a chance," I warned Miko as I passed him. "Actually, it was my idea," he confessed. I stopped, turned, and wiped some of the shaving cream off my hand on his face. "Now we're even," I grinned. He wiped it off his face and threw it at me. It got me on the left side of my neck. Suddenly it became a free for all as the shaving cream started flying. Cans popped out of nowhere as the battle started. By the time it wound down, everyone and everything was covered in shaving cream. All of us were a mess. "Okay, showers everybody, then clean up detail," I sighed. I walked up stairs with Miko following me. He went into his room and I went into mine. I had started the shower and just stepped in when Miko tapped on the door. "Dave? I don't have any soap in my shower. Could I get some?" he asked. Without thinking, I replied, "Sure. Jump in here." "Are you sure I could come in with you?" he asked. I realized right then what I had said. I mentally kicked myself for having said that. Too late now, I had to play it out. "Sure," I said, opening the door. He stood there with a towel wrapped around his waist. I smiled at him, thinking he'd change his mind. Miko dropped his towel on the floor, giving me my first real look at him. He was beautiful to look at. He had a nice body, nicely proportioned. He had his six inches nestled in a pubic bush of curly brown hair. "Do you... like me?" he asked shyly. "Yes," I answered hoarsely. He stepped in and closed the door behind him. He moved under the water and got wet. The water rolled down his body, the drops of water making his skin shine. I gently touched his shoulder and he leaned against me. I rubbed his back with my hands, trying to believe this was real and not a dream. I snapped myself to and began washing his body. I rubbed the shampoo into his hair, then picked up the soap and began rubbing it all over his body. I took the time to feel his body, feel how the muscles turned and curved nicely. I got down to his cock and balls, feeling the smoothness of his balls on my soap-slicked hands. Miko had his eyes closed and was moaning. The boy was enjoying this, and so was I. I fondled his hardness for a moment or two, and then continued washing him off. I had other plans, providing he was open minded about it. Once we were rinsed off, I hopped out and had him stand there for a moment. I lifted him out and onto a big fluffy towel I had laid out on the floor. I took the time to dry him off good. Looking into his eyes, I could tell he was enjoying this. As I dried his balls off, I could feel a bit of roughness on them. "You shave your balls?" I asked. "Yes," he blushed. "Nothing wrong with that. Just be real careful," I said. I got my razor, a pair of scissors, and a comb out of the drawer. I gently stretched the skin as I shaved him clean again, and then trimmed his pubic hair down to a respectable length. Now he looked real nice. "I do this for my boys," I said as I carried him into the bedroom. "Even suck them off?" he asked. Now I knew for sure he had seen me doing Neil. He realized what he said and covered his face with his hands. I gently tugged them away, seeing him cry. "It's okay, I'm not mad. It's alright," I soothed. He nodded as I wiped the tears off his face and then he reached for my hands, placing them on his chest. "Please?" he whispered. "Only if you want this," I said. "I do. For the longest time I've wanted a guy to have sex with me. I can't help it, I'm attracted to other guys," he said. I smiled. "I'll try to make your first time the best. You tell me what you want, and I'll do it. If I do something that you don't like, just say stop, and it's over." Miko nodded as I lay down next to him. I began exploring his body with hands, fingers, mouth, and tongue. He got aroused real quick. I could smell and taste the soap on his skin from the bath. His nipples responded from my touch, getting hard under my fingertips. I was hoping I wasn't moving too fast for him. For the next ten minutes, I explored his body and found his erogenous zones. He responded just like I knew he would, moaning and crying out in pleasure. This was one hot kid. I decided it was time for the main event. I gave his cock a few slow licks along the shaft. Boy did he react to that! I don't know any boy who wouldn't! Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Shiro, Sammo, and Neil come into the room. They surrounded the bed and gently took hold of Miko's arms and legs, and tied them to the bed frame with strips of silk. "Easy there. Nobody's going to hurt you," Sammo cooed softly. I watched Shiro bring a rose in full bloom out from behind his back. He had gotten it from the plant hot house I built on the property. He smiled devilishly as he began twirling the petals about on Miko's body. "OH MAN!!!" he yelled as the sensations traveled through his body. I grinned and then returned to the object of my attention. Shiro kept up the rose treatment as I sucked that piece of boy meat. Miko writhed beneath me, his senses going to overload. I wet my index finger and carefully worked it up into his ass. If he felt it, he didn't say anything. I found the prostate and gently touched it, rubbing it a bit. That was his breaking point. "OH FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK! CUMMINGI'MCUMMING!" he screamed, and did. That was one awesome load he fired from his cock into my mouth. I sucked him hard and fast, trying to milk his balls dry. He collapsed once he was done ejaculating. "Fuck me," he sighed, his eyes slightly out of focus. "Liked that?" Sammo asked. "It was..." he trailed off. "Don't even try to describe it. You'll never find the right words," Neil said. "That's for sure," Miko stated. We untied him and helped him to sit up. For the next hour we answered his questions about us, gay sex, and being in love. I hoped he understood what we were talking about. I looked at the clock. "Huh. It's nine in the morning. How about breakfast guys?" Seconds later I was the only one left on the bed. Sitting in the kitchen, I watched Shiro and Sammo bring boxes down into the great room. I wondered what they were doing, so I walked over. They were labeled "Christmas tree decorations". Then I remembered why they were there. We were going out for a tree two days ago and came back with Miko, eight angry tangos and no tree. "Everybody get dressed. We're going out for a tree today," I announced. Naturally that got yells of approval from everybody. Even Miko smiled at that. Sammo ran upstairs and got dressed in winter gear. He went out to the equipment shed and started getting the snowmobiles ready. Shiro led Miko up to his room for winter clothes while Danny, Neil and I teamed up on the kitchen. Once Dan was done with his part, he ran upstairs and got dressed. He went out into the yard with his hunting rifle slung over his shoulder. He wasn't taking chances again. There were still six tangos left out there. I was determined to get the tree and have a nice Christmas for everybody. My cell rang at that moment. "Samurai Inc.," I answered. "Go fuck yourself," Brick's voice came through. "Not on the first date, sorry!" I snapped back. He laughed. "There's nobody else that can come back as quick as you, Davie. Anyway, we're here and we found the family. Everybody's okay. They went back to the hotel room where they were staying at and found it trashed. The only thing missing was the phone number to a friend in Beverly Hills. Only problem was that they found the room like that last week, and hadn't gone in for fear of getting caught. They found the phone number missing out of an address book. I told them Miko is safe with you. Here's the Dad. He wants to talk to you." "Mr. Logan?" a man's voice asked. "This is Mr. Logan," I said. "Is my son alright?" he asked. "He's fine now. We found him running for his life and rescued him. The men who were chasing him were scared off. He was sick for a day or two, but he's just fine now. Would you like to talk to him?" I asked. I turned to see Miko coming down the stairs. I waved him over. "Miko, your Dad's on the cell here," I said, handing him the phone. Miko took the cell and I walked out of the kitchen to give him privacy. I watched him talking to his Father. I was glad that his family was okay now. I decided to have Brick watch the family just in case. A couple things made its self-known in my noggin. One: these guys were organized. Usually nut cracked groups like these usually distrust each other, for fear that there might be police spies in them. For some reason, this group must have joined forces with another. Two: they had been watching the family, keeping track of their movements. That suggested renegade military or police guys. I went into my office and called Mugs. He wasn't in, so I left a message. I walked into the kitchen to see Miko looking for me. "Here. My Dad wants to talk to you," he said, and then went outside with Neil. "Mr. Hughes?" I said. "I'm hiring you to watch over Miko until we can get there. Your friends here seem to think he's very safe with you, so I will trust their recommendations. They want to keep us safe until the cops get these guys," he said. "He'll be safe here," I said. "I got friends looking into the situation as well." "If your friends are anything like these gents here, I'll know that this business will get finished the right way," he said. I grinned. "That they are." "Good. Take care of my boy," he said, and then hung up. I walked out into the clear winter day after getting ready. I mounted my machine and started off. Neil, Miko, and Sammo were on the toboggan this time. Dan had gone on ahead as the point scout. I breathed in the clean fresh air. There are times like this that I am glad to be alive. I turned my attention to the land before me. I kept an extra lookout, expecting the tangos to pop up again. There were about six of them to worry about this time out. However, Brick had seen to it that there were some friends of his hunting them so I really didn't worry too much. But I still kept on the alert. We traveled for about an hour looking at trees before Neil spotted one that he thought was perfect. We studied it for a bit before I nodded approval. I watched everyone else give their approvals. "Let's do it," I said. We took turns cutting the tree down. Neil got the honor of the final cuts, bringing the tree down perfectly next to the toboggan that was hooked up to Danny's snow mobile. As I watched the guys tie it down to it, my special pager went off. It was the one connected to the house security system. I grabbed it and looked at the display. "Intruder alert," I said, going to combat readiness. Danny immediately grabbed his rifle and jogged off to the right as I swung my MP-5 from underneath my jacket and racking the bolt. Shiro reached up and released the strap holding his ninja-to in its scabbard. Sammo mounted Danny's machine and started it, driving off behind Danny. I got on my machine and drove to the left, Shiro following me on his machine with Neil and Miko on the toboggan. We made our approach towards the house cautiously. [Dad, six men inside,] Neil informed me. [Shiro, go to the shed and bunk down there. Sammo, pick up Danny and go to point one. You'll find the snow cammo there,] I informed him. [Will do,] he said. We arrived at the shed and I bunked the boys inside. Shiro helped me get the snow cammies on. I would be able to crawl to the house with it on and no one would see. "Call Mugs," I said, leaving the shed. Taking a breath, I started the crawl to the house. Fortunately I didn't have to go far. I watched the windows on the west side as I made my approach. Suddenly I halted as something screamed at me. I can't tell you the number of times that little voice has saved my life. I've learned to listen to it. I checked the ground very carefully. I realized that I had almost gone into Shiro's flash bang traps. I dismantled the three I found, collecting six flash bangs. Now I was better equipped. Crawling further on, I finally got to the side of the house. I stopped to rest for a moment. The crawl had taken a bit out of me. Honestly, I was exhausted. You try it some time, crawling a few yards while looking out for the nasties. Is not fun. Catching my breath, I rose up and peeked inside the window. Nobody there. Okay, now to get in. Never thought I'd be invading my own house. [Tango to your left,] Neil informed me. I stood up slow and moved to my left, approaching the porch. Sure enough, he was there. He turned his back to me and I zipped around the corner, over the rail, and was on top of him in seconds. Sucker never knew what hit him. I smacked his head into the floor and trussed up his ass with my handy dandy all-purpose tango tie up. Duct tape. You just gotta love the stuff. I patted him down and removed a few knives out of his reach. [Danny got one,] Neil reported. [Good. Where are the others?] I asked. [Inside the house,] Neil said in my head. I slipped inside the house to find myself starring at a shotgun barrel. Sammo popped out from behind the guy and knocked him cold with a piece of firewood. I looked for the last two. They were running down the driveway fast. Suddenly they got knocked back onto thier ass as one of them stepped into one of Danny's flash bang traps. Battle over. We win. We tied all six guys up on the porch and waited for Mugs to show. Miko walked up to the porch to look at the men as Shiro stood behind him. "These are the ones who had me prisoner," he said. "Why me? Why did you kidnap me? I don't know anything." "Because you are conspiring against us, and are in league with the evil government of this country. The movie proves it," the one man snapped. "It was just a movie! Nothing in it was real! You guys are real jerks!" Miko snapped. I turned to see four sedans following Mug's police car up to the house. Danny had cleared away his traps so they could come in okay. The cars stopped and the Feds got out. One of them walked up to the men on the porch. "Hello Jack. Nice to see you again. This time you went way too far," he said. With the assistance of Danny, Mugs, and me the Feds loaded the tangos into the cars and drove off. The fourth Fed stayed behind. He talked to Miko for an hour in my office. During that hour, we sat in the kitchen drinking coffee and hot chocolate. "We found their house and raided it. Not much left after the boys got done with it. Got tons of information out of it, enough to start going after these nutcrackers. Gonna be fun," Mugs growled. I had to smile on that. Miko and the Fed walked into the kitchen at that moment. I gave the guy some coffee for the road and both Mugs and the man left. Miko sat down and sighed. "Glad that's over," he said. "So now what?" By mid afternoon the house had been cleaned up. I was extremely gratified to see the security devices that Brick's friends had installed worked. All of the sensitive areas had locked themselves down. The computer recognized the intruders and locked all the security doors. The six clowns had trashed the bedroom areas, and the great room. It wasn't too bad, just needed some clean up. Once that was done, I turned to the Christmas tree and the decorations. "I think we need some Christmas in here. What do you fellas say?" I asked. Miko grinned and led the way out front. I got the tree stand and the chain saw ready while the guys trimmed some of the branches off the tree. Once that was done, I cut the bottom of the tree as straight as I could. Shiro got the stand on quick and we got it into the house. Danny got water into the base area, and it was all set. I turned to the fireplace to get a fire going. Neil had other ideas. He concentrated on the match floating in front of him. Miko's eyes bugged out as he watched the match scrape its self against the stones of the fireplace and then light the logs. "My God," he whispered. "You got mutant abilities." Neil grinned. "Sure do. Sure came in handy today." "You okay with that?" Shiro asked. "I guess so. It was you that conjured up that weird looking wolf," Miko said to Neil. "Sure did. Worked great!" Neil grinned. "Well, he did use his abilities to save me. Yeah, I am okay with that. I won't tell anyone else. Got my word on that," Miko said. "If they mention that in court, they'll get shipped to the funny farm for sure," Danny laughed while stringing some lights up the banister. Neil grinned on that. "Just like Ma Gillis." I had to laugh on that. I had forgotten about that. I shook my head as I sat down in my easy chair and watched the guys decorate the house for Christmas. The banter and jokes flew back and forth as I sipped my sake. I wondered what to do in regards to presents for Miko. It wouldn't be right to leave him out. I decided to run into town the next morning and get him something. It would be something from all of us. Having made that decision, I paid attention to what was going on in front of me. There was a discussion about where certain decorations should go. Finally the last one came out of the box. It was the star that went on the top of the tree. "Miko should put it up. He's the guest of honor here," Neil stated. Everyone quickly okayed that idea. Miko glowed as he went up the stairs to the treetop. He reached for the tree and placed the star on firmly, then let go. All of us applauded as he came down the stairs. "Thanks guys," he grinned. We kicked back for the rest of the day, Neil taking it easy. His headaches were starting to go away quicker now, and that eased my mind some. "It's probably because he's using his powers more and more, exploring and stretching his limits," Shiro theorized. I nodded. Made sense to me. Neil was improving greatly. I stared into the fire, my mind wandering back to the days of my childhood. Christmas had never been a big deal at my parent's house. It was one of the reasons I made a big deal of it. I wanted the boys to have good memories of Christmas. I looked up when the boys announced they were going to bed. I said goodnight to each of them as they went up. Miko was the last to go up. I sat down on the couch after getting another glass of sake. Danny and I cuddled for a bit. I told him of my plan in regards to Miko and Danny approved. After locking the house, we went up to bed. Our lovemaking that night was sweet and slow. Both of us were filled with so much love and passion for each other. I am one lucky man. The look on Miko's face Christmas morning was priceless. He was absolutely thrilled with the Japanese Tanto we gave him. I had it engraved for him. "To Miko Hughes, From Samurai Inc," he read out loud. "Thanks so much!" I had to smile. "Anytime, Miko." "But I don't have anything to give you guys back," he said. "Sure you do," Neil said. "Your friendship. That means more to us than anything." Miko thought about that. "You're right, Neil." Neil was right. Friendship was more important than anything else. That and family. His family would be arriving here the next morning by military transport. Brick had it all arranged. The Feds had the whole thing solved in the last two days. If there were any more bad guys, they all disappeared quickly. That was a big relief. Danny whistling in the kitchen made me look up. The skinny dude looked a sight, wearing an oversized apron and a big floppy chef's hat. I couldn't help but laugh. He looked hilarious. "Don't worry, you'll get yours bubba," he said, waving a large spoon at me. "Promises, promises!" Miko yelled from the living room. We laughed our asses off on that one. He was catching on to our way of wising off around here. He'd fit in real well if he ever joined us. I turned to the delicious smells coming from the kitchen. Danny was outdoing himself as usual. He finally called us into the dining room for the feast. I put on ten pounds just looking at the food on the table. "Let's dig in," I said. We ate the table clean. I don't think the boys left anything. Once the kitchen was cleaned up, I turned to the guys. "Okay, who's for a video game tournament?" I announced. By late evening, Miko had been declared the winner. He had a choice of a prize. He didn't hesitate to name it. "I want you," he said softly, desire evident in his eyes. "You sure?" I asked. "Yes," he nodded. I picked him up and carried him up the stairs to my room. I placed him on my bed and closed the door. Turning to him, I saw the flames of desire burning brightly in his eyes. This would be the best night of lovemaking he would remember. I started undressing him. I pulled his socks off, then his pants, boxer briefs, flannel shirt, and then his T-shirt. He lay there naked on my bed, his chest rising and falling with every breath. God, he looked so sexy! I got undressed and got on the bed with him. His head came up and met mine as we kissed. Oh, those soft lips! I started kissing the rest of him. He sighed as I pleasured his body with the kisses. I kissed and licked the erogenous zones on his neck. He moaned loudly as the sensations swept through his body. I teased his erect nipples with my fingertips. He shivered with excitement. I kissed his mouth again, slipping my tongue between those sweet lips. My tongue wrestled with his. He was getting into it. I retreated, eager to taste the rest of his body. I used two fingers to pinch up his nipples so I could pleasure them with the tip of my tongue. He cried out in passion, the pleasure was getting to him. I continued to kiss and lick his torso, exploring the muscle there. I grabbed his hands and raised them over his head and slowly dragged my tongue over his armpits. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" he screamed. I moved down from them and stuck my tongue into his navel, tasting the sweat puddling up in there. He was whimpering now. "Pleasepleasepleaseplease!" he whined. I continued down his teenage body, pleasuring him. He spread his legs as I got to them. I could see his nuts drawn up to his body. I ran my tongue around them, making him scream. His fists pounded on my back as I licked them, teasing them with the tip of my tongue. I knew he was getting close. "Want to get inside me?" I whispered. "You mean fuck you in the ass?" he asked. "No, I mean make love to me. Let me get you ready," I said, reaching for the ky. I gently stroked his very hard cock as I slicked it up with the ky as I whispered instructions into his ear. I rolled onto my back as he positioned himself between my legs. Miko pushed his six inches into me slow and gently. The look on his face was a sight to behold. He was discovering the ultimate pleasure. He pushed all the way in, and then instinct took over. He closed his eyes as he started the act of male intercourse. He let his head go back and breathed through his mouth, making noises as he copulated with me. I loved the feeling of his young cock in my ass. He kept on going until he finally started crying. He had crossed his breaking point. "OHMANOHMANOHMANI'MCUMMING!" he screamed. I felt his cock jerk and swell slightly as he ejaculated inside me, his cum being deposited in my bowels. Oh, what a nice feeling to have a boy cum inside you! I held him until he was finished. He collapsed on top of me, crying and panting. I held his sweaty body on mine and rubbed his back until he fell asleep. I watched him sleep for a bit, then drifted off myself. He left my bed later in the night and went to Danny, then Shiro, then Sammo, and then ended up in Neil's bed. I woke the next morning with Danny's arms around me. Danny motioned for me to be quiet and led me to Neil's bedroom. I looked in on the two sleeping boys. Both had smiles on their faces. I knew right then Neil had experienced sex the way it should be, freely given with love and caring. I smiled and closed the door. Going down stairs, I noticed the office door was closed. I knocked on it and Shiro opened the door. "Oh, it's you. Good. Come in. I just had a phone call from Big Sol down in Peckertown. You know, the guy who runs the Big Lick Ice Cream shop, the uncle with the triplets nephews who does sex shows there?" Shiro said, jogging my memory. Danny's eyebrows rose. "You have to see the place, trust me. Anyway, he called and wanted to know if we could locate four boys named John, Carlos, Jimmy, and Ricky. These four boys are the hottest boys on the net in the picture groups. He wants to invite them to be guest stars at his place for about three weeks. I've been doing some research into these guys hoping to find a lead of some kind," he informed me. I nodded. "Keep at it. Inform me as to what you dig up, okay?" "You got it boss," Shiro saluted. "If anyone can find these guys, it's you. Good luck," I said. "Miko sure is quite a guy," Shiro said, leaning back in his chair and staring dreamily off into space. "No kidding!" Danny grinned. That was an understatement. The family had come and gone, Brick and his men escorting them home. I was sorry to see him go, but knew in my heart that he'd be back someday. Hopefully it would be a time when the "Samurai Support Club" was in residence. We'd have some serious fun then. I stood there and wondered what 2001 had in store for us. I hoped we'd be able to rise to whatever challenge was waiting for us. Hopefully we would have many good days than bad. The snow began falling again, the flakes landing on the ground and on my shoulders. If ever there was a perfect moment, this was it. All of nature in its perfection. Makes me glad I live here. I turned to the house and could hear laughter coming from inside. Inside, my family and lover were having fun, being together. That's what life was meant to be. Life is good. =============================================================== To all of my readers: I sincerely hope you all have a Happy Holidays, and may you all share the joy with that special someone. David.