He saw
Senya only in the evening of the next day, having returned from the flight,
after which he was grilled at the headquarters for other three hours analyzing
various aspects of the flight.
That
something had happened, Kai knew immediately from his friend's face. They
retired in the street. The guys went to the standing technique, there were no
extra ears.
"Tell
me," Kai sat on the hood of the UAZ, "where is Vadik? What has
happened? You are pale as a ghost."
"You
were right," Senya nervously lit a cigarette. "We are idiots that did
not listen to you. I don't know what to do now."
"Maybe
it's enough to wail? Come on, tell me!"
Senya began
a long confusing story about their evening visit to a seedy hangout. He weaved
into the story colorful epithets, obscenities, and constant self-flagellation.
From all this, it became clear that their game of cards was at first
successful, and they were carried away by their victories, and then they lost
everything, and not just everything, they signed up for a very large, simply
not lifting amount for them in the hope of winning. And, naturally, they lost.
It was clear that they did not have that kind of money, in that they confessed
to Basilisk, who solved the problem simply - by taking Vadik hostage and saying
that if by the evening of this day this money was not available, Vadik would
work it off with his ass, and in the literal sense. Senya was here, he did not
know what to do. He could not turn to the leadership - this would be the end of
their military career, for this, they would be kicked out immediately. But
Vadik also needed to be saved. At the words of the Basilisk about "working
off with the ass", he was distorted, but he did not know how to help his
friend.
"Is
Basilisk playing today?" Kai was also smoking, listening to all this.
"Yes.
He is waiting for me there with the money. If I don't come, they will make an
ass of Vadik," Senya realized that these words now had a completely direct
meaning, and shuddered.
"Let's
go."
"Where?"
"To
play cards with Basilisk."
"How
come? I won't let you in! You will also lose," Senya looked at Kai.
"No! The Basilisk will not receive such a gift," he blocked the path.
"Trust
me. Unlike you, I know what I'm doing. Senya, just believe me. And let's go
already, I still need to put myself in order."
Kai moved
resolutely towards the tent. Senya followed him, not knowing what to do - to
slow down Kai, but then how to save Vadik? He was completely at a loss in all
this.
Walking to
change clothes, Kai thought about his decision to release Vadik. Of course, he
could drive to the bank and withdraw money - for him, it was not an amount at
all. But players like Basilisk are not treated like that. The Basilisk knew
that the guys didn't have such a sum, and he knew for sure that they wouldn't
collect it here from their acquaintances and fellow servicemen. So just giving
Senya money would be foolish. Then Kai decided to win back this amount for him
at cards. Although he did not like to play, this was a special case.
***
They
entered a smoky room with gambling tables. The establishment was not one of the
expensive, so mediocre. But here - Kai understood - such suckers as his friends
were caught by certain individuals. With Senya, they changed into clean
military uniforms, Kai donned his military black jacket for such an occasion.
Passing
through the hall, Senya held Kai's hand and pointed to the table.
Kai took a
closer look at those sitting behind him. Even without Senya's explanatory
words, it was possible to understand which one of them was Basilisk. He was a
tall guy of about thirty with a truly masculine beauty, with an athletic
figure, but at the same time, not pumped up muscles. Everything in him was
moderate, and the clothes were on the verge of shocking, and the hair was long,
but, on the whole, not too defiant and carried with a certain charm, but
without pretense. His two friends were about the same, also with good athletic
figures, it was clear that they took great care of them, in rather outrageous
clothes and with the same manners. Intricate tattoos adorned their skin were
visible from under their unbuttoned clothing.
"These
are his friends," Senya explained, "the one in a green silk shirt
with a black vest is Emmo, and on the right, with an earring in his ear, is Indigo.
They seem to be Russians, too, probably ..."
"Well,
Senya, I've understood everything. Trust me, okay? Just stay with me."
Without
waiting for an answer from Senya, Kai decisively moved to their table.
"Is it
free?" he asked, sitting down in an empty chair. And he asked this in
Russian, thereby immediately declaring himself to them.
They did
not expect to see a young man elegantly dressed with such features in front of
them and were hung up on surprise. But when Senya was next to him, they understood
everything.
"Free",
Basilisk answered smiling. "Did you come to win back the debt for a
friend?"
"Yes."
"Are
you sure?"
"Yes,"
Kai took out of his pocket the money that he had taken from the ATM in advance
and put it on the line. "Shall we start?"
"Yes,"
Basilisk was burning the guy through with his eyes, as did Emmo and Indigo.
The game
began. Kai focused on calculating and memorizing maps. In general, it was not
difficult for him - to remember everything and calculate the approximate cards
of the players, as well as combinations of moves. He immediately guessed what
the secret of Basilisk's success was - he counted well, but Kai thought better.
At first,
the Basilisk was amused, then he tensed and became more serious and focused.
But Kai won over and over again, the stakes increased, and if he lost, the
Basilisk saw that he was doing it on purpose. When the amount at stake
corresponded to Vadik's debt, Kai took the stake. He pushed the winning money
lying in front of him to Basilisk.
"It's
a debt to my friend. Will you let him go?"
"Let's
go. I'll give you your friend," looking into Kai's eyes, Basilisk
pronounced in a strange voice with subtext.
He took the
money and went to the exit, like his friends. Kai hesitated, but then with
Senya also went to the exit.
They were
driving Kai's jeep behind Basilisk's car. All the way Senya lamented that going
to Basilisk's house was a stupid idea. But when Kai asked him for another, more
reasonable solution, Senya fell silent, also knowing that there was no other
way out.
Leaving his
car, the Basilisk, looking at Kai and Senya, told Kai to go alone, and he would
not let the other into his house. Senya began to lament again.
"Wait
here. Everything will be fine," Kai encouraged him.
He went to
their house. The guards let him inside and closed the doors behind him.
The mansion
was large enough and well-appointed. He followed the Basilisk until they were
in one of the many rooms, it was dark in it, and Kai could not see the
situation.
"I
want to talk to you," Basilisk turned sharply to him and began to push him
deep into this room.
Kai began
to move away until he hit something, he staggered. They took advantage of this.
Basilisk pushed him sharply, he fell back on the soft mattress, began to crawl
away, but Emmo and Indigo quickly grabbed his arms and pulled him in different
directions. The light came on, Kai saw that it was a bed, and he was crucified
on it thanks to these two.
Basilisk
slowly, like a cat, approached him. Just as slowly he climbed onto the bed and
sat on top of his thighs, thereby finally crushing him and giving no chance of
resistance.
Kai just
lay there, didn't even twitch, only kept eye contact with the Basilisk.
"Where
are you from?" Basilisk ran his hand over his face. Kai moved away from
his palm. "You are silent," he again passed his hand but did not let
Kai remove his face. "You think well, but you haven't calculated this
..."
Basilisk
bent sharply and began to catch Kai's lips with his own, Kai twitched, shook
his head, but Basilisk held his face with his hands and soon his lips captured
Kai's lips. This kiss was strangely gentle, not aggressive, unlike everything
that happened here. Kai unclenched his teeth, letting him go, and just lay
there and waited for him to finish it.
Basilisk
pulled away, his gaze was different.
"Let
me go," Kai looked into the eyes of the Basilisk.
"Who
are you?"
"I
serve at a military airfield. Did you ask about this?"
"A
pilot?"
"Yes,
when needed. They threw me here for a while," Kai felt the Basilisk's
hands on him, which gently caressed his jacket.
"What
is your name?"
"Kai."
"Are
you Russian?"
"Are
you, Basilisk, Russian?"
He laughed.
"You
saw through me in the game. A clever boy."
"I did
it for my friends."
"Noble.
But only I am not distinguished by nobility," Basilisk leaned towards him.
"You are so unusual ... beautiful," he again ran his hand over his
face, then his finger across his lips. "Let's have some fun?"
"Let
go," Kai jerked and turned his face away, Basilisk again grabbed his chin
and pressed his lips to his.
"He
has a friend," Basilisk pulled away from Kai's lips and looked at Indigo,
he calmly continued. "Do you remember Toyami, Japanese? Well, with Kodji,
his friend, comes to the club. So, one friend told me that Kay and Toyami were
seen together in Las Vegas. Rather, he told me that Toyami had a very handsome
boy with a beautiful name Kai, but he hid him from everyone, sort of like
..."
Basilisk
turned his gaze back to Kai.
"This
is true? Is Toyami your friend?"
"Yes,"
Kai understood that now this was the only correct answer and the only way out
of the situation in which he had found himself.
Basilisk
ran his fingers over his face for a while, thinking.
"You
know, if Toyami is your friend, I won't touch you. But I didn’t hear from him
that he has a boyfriend," Basilisk again bowed to his lips, "and if
you are deceiving me, I’ll get your sweet ass out of the ground, and everyone
will take it away in a circle. Do you understand?" Basilisk sharply pressed
to his lips, then pulled away and got off Kai. "Well, what are you waiting
for, let him go," he looked at his friends.
Kai rubbed
his wrists and slowly got out of bed.
"Go to
the car," the Basilisk watched as Kai, slightly staggering, gets out of
bed. "Now they will bring your friend."
Kai went to
the exit; he was escorted by Emmo.
"If
you deceived us, you better die right away," examining Kai, hissed Emmo
through his teeth and opened the doors to the street for him.
Kai,
reaching the car, nervously lit a cigarette. Senya at first wanted to start
questioning him, but then he fell silent and stood silently next to him.
Finally,
they saw Vadik, he was pale, and he was shaking. But, in general, nothing
happened to him, all this time he had been sitting in the basement.
Senya
pushed him into the car, and they drove towards the airfield. Kai behaved with
dignity all this time, but Vadik began to whimper in the car, realizing all the
horror of what could have happened.
Senya gave
him the rest of the cognac, which was lying around in the car, so they got to
theirs. There Senya and Vadik went to their bunks, and Kai went to his place.
It was only
when he was in place that he began to shake. Well, it was dark in the tent and
everyone was asleep. He took out the rest of the vodka and, grimacing and
gagging, drank it without snacking. Then he fell on the bed, wrapping himself,
as he was, in his clothes in a blanket. Gradually, the stress turned into
sleep, and then into an early wake-up call. He had a combat mission in the morning.
***
One night
everyone was on the alert. It was necessary to urgently lift the planes into
the air. It turned out that planes unidentified by belonging to any of the
armies struck at their military base in square thirty-two. Kai and five other
planes were dispatched to rescue the situation.
At first,
they flew wing to wing, holding the formation, but, flying up, they split up.
Kai didn't
like night flights. The impenetrable darkness of the sky, rare lights on the
ground, and the black emptiness of space around ... He felt uneasy from all
this. And now he felt unpleasant goosebumps running over him from the
understanding of how high he was, and around him, there was only darkness and
gloom.
Then this
darkness was illuminated by the light of tracer bursts fired at them from enemy
aircraft, and a battle ensued. There were more of those, or perhaps more planes
were sent to help them. Kai only had time to keep his eyes on the situation on
the monitor screen and change the angles of flight of his fighter, avoiding the
projectiles flying at him.
At some
point, he managed to drive one of the enemy aircraft directly onto his own,
they did not get confused and stitched him with a fired projectile.
Kai on the
radio heard rave reviews about the next finished off the skunk, as the guys
called him.
This
night's fight dragged on for a long time. Constantly talking on the radio, they
all worked well, as one team, either covering each other, then leading the
enemy behind them, thereby giving each other a break.
But,
despite all this, one of the guys was hit. It seemed like they saw how he
managed to eject. They immediately reported to the base to track his landing
and send rescuers.
Completely
exhausted, but having completed the mission, destroying all unidentified aircraft,
they returned to the base.
The guys
waited for Kai to get out of the plane, and, taking him with them, all went
together to their tent, excitedly discussing the night battle. Although Kai was
tired and was reeling from overloads again, he could not leave, seeing how the
guys were happy with their common team and wanted to celebrate today's victory.
They all
sat down on the beds, placing a table in the middle and quickly gathering all
the available snacks on it. They uncorked the brandy and joyfully began to
celebrate the return. Only seeing that Kai was already falling asleep, they let
him go, although they continued to sit and chatter for several hours. Kai was
no longer worried about it, he "precipitated" from fatigue and
alcohol, he was no longer disturbed by the noise or the constant walking of the
people.
Falling
asleep, he was glad that now memories did not bother him ...
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