Disclaimer: I don't own these lovely boys. This fic is not for
monetary purposes, only for entertainment. They belong to their
creators and such.

Note: This is more of an OOC, and AU fic.  It's set after the first
tournament.  Kazuya has already met Jun, and knows she's pregnant
with his baby, but their relationship doesn't work out.

"Speech"
'Thought'

Part One

Lee Chaolan, adopted son of Heihachi Mishima the former head of
Mishima Zaibatsu, was juggling papers in one hand and a coffee tray
with two cups of coffee on it in the other. After his foster brother
killed his foster father in the Iron Fist tournament, Kazuya had
taken over as acting head of the conglomerate, and he had reduced Lee
to the status of a lowly office secretary. He hated this new life and
there were days he just didn't want to get out of bed to go to work,
but he couldn't leave. At least he hadn't been kicked out of his
family's home; he wouldn't have had anywhere to go. Still even at
home he was a virtual servant as well.

A while later he'd finally finished his errands and was sitting down
to type up a letter when his buzzer buzzed; Kazuya wanted something.
He straightened his suit jacket and knocked softly on the closed
office doors. His boss bid him enter and he did so, closing the door
behind himself. He walked across the large airy office and settled in
the empty seat across the desk from his CEO.

"Ah Lee do have a seat, so good of you to respond to my summons so
promptly."

"Mishima-sama, what can I do for you?" He asked as respectfully as
possible.

"Mm, well I received a report from Nina recently. According to her
you are slacking off in certain duties. Why is that Chaolan-san?"

He was a bit stunned, Nina had ratted him out. True he had been
negligent recently, but it was only because he was so overwhelmed. He
not only ran the night operations with Nina, but he also worked at
home and as office secretary, and he was getting so tired. There were
only so many hours in the day and only so much he could do without
falling on his face from exhaustion.

"Answer me Lee, why are you slacking off?" Kazuya ordered. "Are you
rebelling against me, protesting my kind treatment of you after
everything you've done?"

There was slight anger in the voice and Lee knew Kazuya and anger
were two deadly combinations. "No! No, of course not Mishima-sama I'm
not rebelling. I just..." He rushed to appease the dangerous man, but
was cut off.

"What?"

"I'm tired Sir. I have so many duties and so little time in which to
get them all done in. I'm not getting much sleep and as a result I
have even less energy with which to work with. I'm almost falling on
my face from exhaustion I'm not perfect. Damn it Kazuya, I'm sorry
but I'm only human." A touch of frustration showed up in his voice.

"I see."

It was all his foster brother said, and he found himself suddenly
very afraid. Kazuya was too calm and he knew the other could kill him
quite easily, and with no qualms. He'd seen his sibling's nature
during the Iron Fist, it had terrified him. 'What will he do to me?
He's too calm to not be enraged.'

"Lee?" The voice asked softly.

"Y... Yes sir?" He stuttered.

"Call Nina in for me would you? You may go now." He turned to
leave. "Oh and Lee?" He turned back. "You're leaving early today, be
home by four. You're not to neglect your responsibilities at home.
I'll be home earlier than usual today as well."

He nodded and bowed before leaving. Kazuya was letting him off early?
Something was definitely wrong. Could this be a prelude to something
dreadful? 'I'm probably going to get it when I get home.' He thought
as he went back to his desk and started typing his letter. He
normally left work at six, unless his desk was piled with paperwork,
in which case he left by seven. To be home by four he'd have to leave
at three. That meant he only had a couple of hours left and his work
had to be finished before he could leave. 'Great.' He thought, and
then got down to business.

Nina waltzed in just as he was leaving. She smirked at him as she
went by. He really didn't like her and she knew it, he often thought
the feeling was mutual. That was why she enjoyed making his life
miserable. They both headed a group of fighters that took care of
certain 'deals' for the zaibatsu; he detested that job the most. As
he headed for the elevator he heard it, no one could have missed it.
Nina was having a screaming match with the boss. He cringed at her
words. "I can't believe you're siding with that silver haired slut
over me."

He was mortified beyond belief, and wished he could melt into the
floor. Everyone in the office heard her and her opinion of him. He
didn't want to stick around to hear the rest and literally ran out
the door. He took the elevator into the garage and got to his car. On
the drive home he lit up a cigarette. Kazuya hated this vice, and
forbade it at home. He would have preferred that Lee quit, but he
really needed a smoke at the moment. He couldn't believe how much the
blonde assassin hated him, but slut? Where had that one come from? He
didn't sleep around, especially not with anyone from work. He crushed
the cigarette and parked his car on the estate and went inside.

Inside the mansion he went upstairs to change into something more
comfortable. A pair of black slacks and a light, loose, violet
colored shirt. His job at home was to make sure the house was
spotless, the laundry done, and dinner was ready. He supervised the
setting of the table and later, since he was to dismiss the servants,
he would serve his foster sibling and himself at dinner. It was after
dinner when he went out to start his third job not coming home until
late at night. He slept very little and tired easily these days. If
only... He didn't complete the thought. When the dining room was
ready he let the servants go home and went upstairs to shower before
Kazuya came home.

Part Two

True to his word Kazuya did come home earlier than usual.  He didn't
say a word to Lee regarding what had happened that day, and sat down
immediately to dinner.  Dinner was at least normal with neither of
them speaking to the other.  He would get up periodically to get food
from the kitchen that was warming on the stove.  Had the regular
servants been there they would have brought out each course.  It was
after dinner that the normal routine altered.  He got up to go get
ready for his nightly chore, but was stopped by his foster
brother/boss' words.

"Not tonight Lee, you won't be going tonight.  I'm giving you an
official night off.  We have things to, discuss."

His heart clenched at the words.  "Yes Mishima-Sama, of course."

"Come then, let's go to the dojo out back for our discussion."

He really didn't want to go, but like an obedient puppy he followed
where his master went.  The dojo portended ominous circumstances;
one's involving a lot of bruising and blood shed.  'A talk indeed, he
probably means to beat me.  I swear if he tries to hit me...  I don't
care I'll run.  I'll forget everything and leave here for good.  I
won't stay and be his personal punching bag, I've had enough of that
kind of treatment.'  The rice paper, sliding doors of the dojo loomed
despondently ahead.  He followed the bigger man's lead inside the
traditional training room.

"There now, we won't be interrupted, brother."  Kazuya said.

"M...  Mishima-Sama I..."

"Save it Chaolan.  I've made some decisions regarding your schedule.
I've decided to rearrange it a bit.  After reading some of your
reports and Nina's handful, I realized that you seem to do all the
work for that particular responsibility; so, since Nina is not
upholding her share of the work I demoted her.  You will be sole
supervisor of all operations."

"But, Mishima-Sama..." He was cut off mid protest.

"I know, you doing all the work is what led you to slack off in the
first place, but I'm not finished.  You will no longer be responsible
for the secretarial duties for the management office; you will now be
my personal secretary, not answering to the other executives.  I'm
sure they'll be quite displeased; you did the job extremely well
after all.  Hell, you were practically doing their jobs for them.
That office wouldn't really run if it weren't for you."

He was a bit peeved that his demeaning duties, and he were being made
to sound so indispensable when he and they were quite
replaceable.  "You make it sound so grand, my job of fetching
everything for everyone, and their paperwork, and taking their calls."

"You were doing their paperwork truth be told.  Don't assume that I
didn't notice them pawning off their assignments on you."

"You never did anything about."  He accused.

"You did a better job, so I kept my mouth shut."

Lee could feel his anger growing at this.  He was being knowingly
used.  Still, how was Kazuya changing anything for him, his day
workload was lightened, but his evening load was increased.  Nothing
had really changed.  Then the karate champion spoke again.

"You will no longer supervise the hired help, or be accountable for
the housework.  You will be allowed to leave work at five p.m. every
day, whether all of your assignments are completed or not."

He wasn't very thrilled at this turn of events; he could sense there
was something else.  Something hung between them, an awareness of
some matter yet unspoken, of something held back.  "You are being so
kind, why do I sense there is something else you haven't mentioned?"

"There is.  Nothing comes without its price.  In return for making
your life easier you will have to earn this leniency.  You will have
one new duty..."

He wondered what that would be.  He didn't have to wonder for long.
With a smirk, his foster brother leaned close to whisper into his
ear.  He recoiled away from the older man at what he heard.  "No
way!  Are you insane?  Are you out of your mind brother?  That's...
That's just sick.  We are brothers."  He paled and stepped further
away from his leering foster sibling.

"Not by blood, we have no blood ties between us.  You are adopted,
Lee."

"But...  By law..." He stuttered.

"No!  You want an improved existence under my rule, after what you
did...  You betrayed me; I shouldn't have even allowed you to remain
here.  You want higher standing you earn it.  And, keep in mind I can
always take what I want, and neither you nor anyone else would be in
a position to stop me.  I'm being kind enough to give you a choice.
Choose wisely Chaolan, I will be awaiting your answer."

Part 3

After Kazuya had gone Lee sat on the floor of the dojo contemplating
his new dilemma.  He had never known his foster brother and boss had
felt this way about him.  It had come as a total surprise; he had
never even noticed any behavior to indicate a lust for him.  There
was only one question now, what should he do about the fighters'
proposal?  'I don't think I can do this, but I can't go on with the
way things are.  I'll burn out and mess up one of these days if I
stay with what I have now.  Besides he did say he could just take
what he wants.'  He seriously thought about his current
circumstances, and where his life seemed to be headed.  He didn't
have many choices left to him in life, he was fast loosing any bit of
freedom he had ever had.  'It seems as if I'm becoming exactly what
Nina said I was.  Dear brother has finally lost his mind.  If foster
father were here...' His foster father wasn't there though; Kazuya
had killed him in the last Iron Fist Tournament.  He was finding
himself in a proverbial corner with no way out.  All he had left was
to play Mishima's twisted little game whether he liked it or not.  'I
will just have to tolerate things until he gets bored with me, and he
will.  He always gets bored with his toys sooner or later.' 

With his mind made up he rose to his feet and went to see his
superior, steeling himself for what was to come.  'Oh Kaz, you have
really outdone yourself this time.  You can't get any more depraved
than this.  I just can't believe you would really do this to me, as
if I were some cheap slut off the street.  How could you?'  He
wondered if their being raised together as brothers meant anything at
all to the older man.  He doubted this was for the sex, if the other
had wanted sex he could have gone anywhere else; this was meant as a
lesson, a demonstration in control.  Kazuya had control of his life,
and he was proving it to Lee.  What he was doing was a step above
rape, and they both knew, he was being forced to give his consent.

Outside Mishima's room he hesitated and almost lost his nerve.  He
would've turned right around and gone to his room if the door hadn't
opened, it was as if the dark haired man had known he was there, or
been waiting at the door for him.  There was a vicious smirk on his
handsome face, and a hint of arrogance in his voice.

"Ah Lee, you're here.  Do come in.  You've reached a decision, I
hope, regarding my offer?"

"Yes Mishima-Sama, I have."

"Good.  Considering the circumstances call me Kazuya-Kun or even,
brother; whichever you'd prefer, Lee sweet."  There was definitely a
hint of condescension there.  "So, what have you decided?"  The
question was punctuated by a leer, as if the answer was already known.

"I...  I'll do it; I have no choice.  I would much rather be
compensated for being your whore than being raped for nothing." 
Kazuya's eyes had gone cold at his admission.  His voice was frigid
when he spoke.

"I see.  This must be such a large sacrifice for you the ultimate
ladies man.  Going against your nature to please your domineering
older brother.  Perhaps I should make sure you do not receive any
pleasure in this, would that make you feel righteous?"

Lee felt his heart freeze in his chest.  He was such a fool.  He had
only assured himself pain with his thoughtless words.  "I...  I never
said that Kaz.  I don't want it either way, and you said you could
force me regardless of my answer, so I decided to make my life a
little easier in the process.  I'm not asking you to hurt me to make
me feel as if I'm sacrificing something.  I've never been with a man
before, I doubt I will enjoy it."  Kazuya's eyes thawed a bit, for
what he was unsure.

"Since you put things that way, my pretty innocent, I'll have to
prove you wrong about not enjoying it.  Really, angel, you shouldn't
be so narrow minded.  I like your little nickname for me as well. 
Hmm, oh and just so you know I might, and I stress might, not have
forced you to anything if you had turned me down."

"But I would have continued to toil and suffer with the way things
stand.  Nothing would've changed."

"No.  As you can see the situation is in your favor."

"Why Kaz?"

"Why, what?"

"Why have you forced me to this?  Why do you want to...  F..."

"Fuck you?"  He interrupted.  "Have you looked in the mirror, Lee,
angel?  There are so very many reasons.  Shall I name a few?  Your
tight little ass, that soft white skin, oh and those exquisite lips,
your stunning silver hair.  Those are just a few the list goes on.  I
am only a man Lee; you can only live with temptation for so long
before giving in."

"You're not wholly a man anymore.  I've seen the other."

"I'm still a man at heart, well mostly man.  And, you my sweet
younger sibling are the ultimate temptation.  A walking sin."

"How long?"  He whispered a bit overwhelmed. 

"How long have I wanted you?  Since I was seventeen and you were
fifteen.  It was after you had that growth spurt, and no longer
resembled a gawky teenager.  You filled out nicely and went from
scrawny to graceful, delectable."

"That's, that was eight years ago."

"Mm hmm.  I think, I always knew where this would lead, after having
my revenge on daddy dearest.  Our relationship has always been,
volatile."

"I don't believe this!"

"Enough already.  It's getting late.  Shall we consummate this deal? 
You've agreed and now it's time to pay up."

"Fine, why do I feel as if I'm making a deal with the devil?"  A full-
blown smirk answered him.

"Because you are, my angel, you are.  Get undressed."

He didn't protest, after all he'd been expecting it.  He pulled his
shirt up and off then reached for the buckle of his pants.  Here his
hands hesitated and Kazuya pushed them away to undo the pants
himself, pulling them down his legs when they were unfastened.  He
bent to take them off.  Finally, he stood before the half demon half
man unclothed and vulnerable.  The dark haired fighter leered.

"Exquisite angel, you are exquisite."

With those words the older man pressed forward against him, strong
arms came up around his waist.  He found his sensitive skin rubbing
rough wool.  Lips pressed to his cheek and drifted up to his temple,
nuzzling his hair.  This was unexpected this was even pleasurable. 
Soft touches, butterfly kisses they sent shivers of arousal through
his body.  One of his brothers' hands rose to rub the small of his
back, and his body jerked at the almost ticklish touch.  He gave out
a surprised huff of breath and pressed his face to the solid chest. 
His brother chuckled lightly and nudged them back.

Lee found himself backed onto the bed while the older man remained
standing so that he could undress slowly.  He lay back on his elbows
and watched that magnificent body being revealed to him.  Broad thick
shoulder, chiseled chest, marred by an impressive scar, tapered to
slim waist and hips, followed by long sculpted legs.  Muscles rippled
up and down the long torso under his watchful gaze.  Kazuya Mishima
was built like the champion fighter that he was; he on the other hand
was slimmer with sleeker muscles; built more like a swimmer, gymnast,
or runner.  Kazuya had about four inches on him and about forty
pounds.  'He's so much bigger than I, and I fear what's inside him;
he is so dominating, his very presence is commanding.  I wonder if
this will hurt so much?  What Is he going to do to me?  I mean I'm
not that naive, I know What he's going to do, but it just seems
impossible without him killing me with pain, or tearing me in two.'

"Angel, are you well?  You're drifting off."

"Kaz I...  What are you going to be doing to me, I mean how?"  A
short laugh met his question.

"I am going to have sex with you; or do you need me to elaborate,
hmm?  Shall I tell you exactly how, and what I'm going to do to you?"

"No I know, it's just...  I would rather you showed me."  He related
shyly.  He wasn't used to this, despite his reputation he'd only had
a handful of lovers and they'd all been women.  He was a bit out of
his league with a man.

"Oh yes sweet, I'll definitely show you."  The half demon's voice had
gone breathless and husky.  "We'll take it slow, love, make it last
all night.  For all intents and purposes you're a virgin tonight, and
we'll treat this as your first time."

"Virgin?"  He raised one slender silver brow.

"Have you been with a man before?  Have you ever had anal
intercourse?"

"No."  He flushed at his brother's bluntness.

"Well, how would you want me to handle matters?"

Hands caressed down over his hips, down his thighs.  His partner
kissed him on the lips, a quick peck before moving down to kiss his
jaw, and neck, kisses feathered down to his chest.  His mind,
refusing to take any pleasure in this, wandered on as he kept
thinking.  Kazuya had called him love earlier, had it been a slip of
the tongue, or done purposefully to confuse him?  A sharp nip at his
sensitive nipple brought his mind back to the present and what was
happening.

"Stay.  With.  Me.  Lee."  He was ordered angrily between licks to
his abused nub.

He could only moan his response as the sensation of wetness rasping
over the sensitive peak on his chest sent fire coursing through his
body.  Soft kisses, brief flicks of tongue rained over his body
everywhere, even places he didn't expect.  None of the timid women
he'd ever been with would have been so bold, taken control so
easily.  It was exciting in a way, to give up power to someone
bigger, stronger, more experienced.  All he had to do was lie back
and give in.  It was both exciting and terrifying.  He whined low in
his throat and arched his back unexpectedly with a kiss and lick to a
previously unknown, very sensitive spot.  Without warning his legs
were spread and lifted.  As agile as he was he didn't feel too
uncomfortable in this new position, his legs spread wide and lifted
and bent back almost to his chest.  He looked down his body to see
what was being done to him and blinked his eyes confusedly. 

"Kaz-kun, what're you..."

"Lie back, love, I'm going to do something you'll like.  I promise."

PART 4

He grumbled a bit, but complied albeit a bit warily.  'Lie back he
says.  What is he doing down there anyw...  w...  w...  Whoa! 
That's, that's, he's touching me down there and...  Well duh, of
course he's touching me there, that's where he'll be penetrating... 
me...  OK, that's certainly different.'  He moaned and tried to hold
back a scream failing when he was kissed right on his tiny pucker. 
That wicked tongue followed lips and he melted.  It felt good,
something he hadn't expected.

"Ah, ah.  Unh, god."

"Mm, flattery, sweet Lee, will get you everywhere.  Do you like being
rimmed?"

'Smug bastard.'  "Don't stop, oh please don't stop.  Your tongue is
so wicked."  A leer.

"More, angel?"

'Real, fucking, smug bastard.'  "Yes."

"So, what happened to the skeptical virgin, Mr. 'I'm not going to
like this', hmm?"

"Damn it, he vanished when you stuck your tongue up my hole.  It felt
so...  Oh..."

He bucked his hips as the wonderfully sinful, squirming member lapped
at his sphincter then pressed past, wriggling into him.  So much for
hating this, and when Had he become so narrow minded?  He usually
liked things that felt good, especially sexual things.  Kazuya
stopped his actions all of a sudden he protested with a whimper.  The
other man ignored him and shifted up to kiss him.  The kiss was deep
and hungry.  They broke up breathless and two thick fingers were
presented for him to suck on.  He took them between his lips suckling
and flicking his tongue over them wetting them thoroughly.  Once
slick they retreated to press between his legs hesitating to breach
his muscle.

"Do it Kaz, stick it in please."  He begged.

The thick digit slowly pressed up passed the tight ring of his
sphincter guarding entry to his body.  Little by little it inched
inside, the rasp of flesh within him was like nothing he'd ever
experienced before, it drove him crazy.  Then all of a sudden it
slammed the rest of the way in causing him to cry out in pain.  The
finger plunged in and out of his passage rapidly, back and forth.  On
the next out stroke the digit pulled all the way out and two stabbed
their way in.  He was panting, wiggling his hips soon to meet every
thrust.

"If you like being finger fucked so much, Lee, just imagine my thick
long cock up in you.  I haven't even hit your prostate yet.  You, my
lovely silver-haired angel, are a complete slut, but I mean that in
the nicest way possible.  I wouldn't have you any other way."

His foster brother's words were arousing almost as much as his
invading fingers that were exploring his tender passage.  He was
nearly as excited as Kazuya, whose free hand was stroking through his
silvery-white pubic hair.  All too soon the digits stilled and were
pulled away as their owner pulled back.  He vocalized his displeasure
at this.

"Nnnoooo.  Kaz, what..."

"Shh, I'm not done yet.  I want to get into a better position for the
next act.  I'm going to fuck you senseless my angel, now that I have
you all loose and ready for me."

He watched the other as he sat up on his knees between his spread
legs and coated his thick pulsing red cock in oil to make for a
smoother entry into his body.  His slender legs were lifted up onto
broad muscular shoulders as Kazuya bent over him.  He felt the tip of
the sex nudging his creased opening, but that was all; his lover had
ceased movement and remained completely still poised to take him. 
Then he spoke, his voice husky and deep.

"Lee, love, you know this is going to hurt no matter what I do. 
I...  How do you want it?  Fast or slow?"

"What's b... better?"

"I would say fast, that way I can give you time to adjust once I'm in
you."

"Fast then Kaz-kun.  Do me fast."  He relented, unsure if he should
trust his sadistic elder sibling in this.

"Alright."

Without further warning his lover surged forward stabbing into him. 
He screamed, in pain; he couldn't help it, his lover tore into him
and it was beyond any pain he had ever known.  As promised the older
man halted when he was fully within.  Minutes ticked by, every slight
shift of his body brought fresh waves of discomfort until slowly the
fiery ache lessened and all that remained was a feeling of
uncomfortable fullness. 

"Does it still hurt?"

"Not...  Not really.  You can, you know, start moving."

"You're sure?"

"Yes Kaz-kun, I'm sure."  'No I'm not.'

The hard length resting within him withdrew a slight bit only to be
thrust back in sharply, again and again.  The ache returned, less
than it had been at first, as his lover thrust in over and over,
quickly, sharply.  After a while the ach faded into the too full
feeling as his passage accustomed itself to the invasion.  He lay
submissively beneath his larger partner, there, but not really
participating.  His heart clenched, he knew now what it was like to
be used for another's pleasure.  His foster brother was feeling
pleasure that was obvious; that he was not should have been obvious. 
Not that he was in pain; he just couldn't seem to find the pleasure
that had been promised him.  Unbidden, unwanted, tears slipped from
his eyes.  The heavy deep thrusts slowed becoming softer more tender;
conquering claiming became lovemaking.

"Is this better, Lee?  You should have said something if my pace was
hurting you."

"It doesn't hurt.  It wasn't hurting me.  You weren't hurting me." 
He hated whining, he did.  He couldn't seem to banish the whiney tone
from his voice though.

"Then why...  You little idiot, you should have told me if you
weren't enjoying this.  I promised you that you would like this.  I
can't read your mind."

"I know, I just..."

"Shall we try this another way?"

His foster brother stopped moving and leaned over him bringing hands
under his shoulders, lifting him.  He rose and they shifted position
until Kazuya sat back on his heels and he found himself straddling
his lovers lap, just the head of the phallus still inside.  His arms
rose up to encircle the other's neck and he leaned his head against
one broad shoulder.

"Ready now, Lee?"

"Yes, I think."

He was lowered slowly onto the shaft of flesh penetrating him.  As it
entered on this new angle it brushed a spot on his inner wall.  His
body jerked and he gasped in surprise.  He was held immobile and
raised a slight bit then lowered once more so that the head of the
sex brushed that place once more.  His spine arched reflexively, head
snapping back as he let out a guttural moan.  A dark chuckle met his
ears and he was lifted and lowered the same way a few more times, as
a result he could hardly breath and was seeing stars behind his
closed eyes.  The sheer ecstasy was choking him, but he managed to
whimper out.

"Nnnooo.  Oh no more.  I can't...  I can't take it.  I'm dying."


"Isn't it beautiful, angel?"  His lover rasped out.

"Kazuya!"  The call bordered on a scream.  "Oh Kaz, Please?"

"Shh, hush angel.  My beautiful angel, my Lee."

He was pulled down quickly all the way, his brother's cock fully
buried in his rectum; then began a slow rocking in and out, it was so
very gentle, so loving it made his heart throb.  Each time his
prostate was grazed he sobbed, they was making love, the way it was
supposed to be.  And, he was dying, dying and being reborn in his
foster brothers half human half demonic embrace.  That thick organ
nestled deep in his rectum, penetrating him, stretched the delicate
tissue within wide.  He was completely open to his demonic sibling,
fully exposed, holding nothing back.  He gave himself up wholly to
Kazuya Mishima, his foster brother, keeper, and his lover. 

"Kaz-chan, I love you."  He breathed.

He came with his own exclamation of affection, his orgasm sweeping
through him like never before.  Sticky slick seed poured from him in
a never-ending flow.  He blacked out, and didn't feel when Kazuya
came with a cry, releasing his passion deep into his belly.  Nor did
he hear the words that followed.

"Gods yes.  You are mine now Lee Chaolan, for eternity.  You're
mine.  I've marked you as my mate."

TBC...