I woke up at 5am to the sound of someone unlocking the front door. Strong footsteps emnated as the person walked slowly inside. I stood up from my bed and headed downstairs, still in my pyjamas. "Welcome back, Father." I said enthusaistically, gazing at Father with shining eyes.
Father looked as usual. He wore a blue suit jacket, white shirt and a golden necktie. This combination, along with the cool sunglasses worn in front of his eyes, gave him a dashing look.
"I'm back, Hunter." He gazed at me softly. Removing his shoes, he headed towards me with a luggage in toll. He ruffled my hair and headed upstairs. I immediately hugged him from behind. Father winced.
"You're injured!" I exclaimed. I immediately took my father's luggage away from him and removed his blue suit jacket. There was a large crimson red stain on the bottom left corner of his shirt. I stared seriously at my father. "Is that why it took that long for you to come back?" I questioned interrogatively.
"Let's head upstairs before we talk." Father said softly.
I took his suit jacket and his luggage with me, heading upstairs with him. I put the suit jacket in the laundry basket and the luggage on the floor next to the King-sized bed in the master bedroom. Father headed to the bathroom to remove his white shirt. I followed behind.
I removed the Father's belt and unbuttoned his pants. Then, I lifted his shirt up and started unbottoning from the bottom. Father unbuttoned from the top. After Father removed the shirt, I said, "This need to be hand-washed. I'll wash it after school."
Father nodded. It was then that I saw a large squarish cotton wool taped to the right side of his abdomen, stained with the dark red color of dried blood. My hug accidentally caused some new blood to ooze out again.
I went to grab the medical kit and came back. Father removed his pants and threw it in the laundry basket, before sitting on the bed and waited for me, only wearing his underwear.
I removed the old cotton wool from Father's side. A huge gash was revealed, stretching from his left lumbar region to the posterior region. The gash was sutured shut by someone and stapled. I took out a clean piece of cotton wool and cut in into a square. Then, I placed it onto the wound, taping the edges to make sure it stays in place. "Do you need to go to the hospital?" I asked with concern.
Father shook his head. "I'm fine. I'll remove the stitches by myself in a few days."
"No." I shook my head in return. "I'll remove it for you."
Father and I stared at each other in tandem. It was then that someone suddenly interrupted us.
"Oh, sorry for the intrusion!" Someone exclaimed. I tilted my head and found Leo staring at us, his cheeks completely red. He immediately ran down the staircase.
"Seeing my father almost naked and the wound must have scared him." I thought. It was a shame that both my father and I were too focused on each other to notice someone coming into the house.
I chased down Leo and stopped him. "Wait." I grabbed his shoulder and forcefully turned him around.
Leo immediately turned his eyes away from me and whispered, "I-I think your father is the real daddy."
I rolled my eyes. When Leo laid against me, I found that his little guy was erect.
"Did you get hard to my father?!" I whispered at him vehemently, afraid that my father would find out.
"Wh-what! I did not know that your daddy would be so hot!" Leo blushed again. "It's just a psychological reaction!"
I wanted to kill him and bury his body.
"He looked so much like you that my body couldn't recognize the difference." Leo muttered.
If my father wasn't here right now I would have locked him up and do unspeakable things to him just to prove the difference between us.
I calmed down after cooking breakfast for myself and Father. "Why are you here this early, Leo?" I asked in annoyance.
"I wanted to talk to you about the arson case." Leo said. "The detective called just now. Apparently, they still could not find the culprit behind the case so the case is now closed."
"That fast?!" I exclaimed. "There must be someone behind this." I immediately thought of Mike. Little did I know at the time, it actually wasn't him that did this.
It was at that time that Father walked down the staircase. He was wearing a relaxed plain t-shirt and lounge pants. The outfit made him look lazy but charming at the same time. "What happened?" Father asked after overhearing our conversation. I told everything that happened in the past few weeks, except for some usless details.
Father furrowed his brows, "It's better if you don't go too far in offending Mike Alexson. He might not be much compared to his father, but he is still an Alexson. You might also incur the wrath of Peter Alexson. That man is dangerous." Father said solemnly.
Leo was looking between me and my father with glowing eyes.
"Even your subconscious actions are the same. You two have the same aura as well. It's no wonder my body reacted." Leo thought.
"What." I spat at Leo.
"Nothing." Leo looked away in slight guilt.
***********
Leo stayed in the living room while Father and I had breakfast. We simply ate our breakfast silently, with nobody breaking this harmonious atmosphere. After Father finished his food, he asked, "Do you want me to tell you why Mr. Spencer hired you as his son's trainer?"
I gave a curious look. "Do you have a clue, Father?" I always thought it was weird how Mr. Spencer immediately hired me after my bout with the 10 men. Sure, I was able to defeat them, but that should have already absolved all the grievances between us. There was no need to use the excuse to hire me anymore.
"A few years back, I saved Mr. Spencer's life when I was hired as his security guard. Mr. Spencer must have wanted to make a connection with me through you. Otherwise, he wouldn't have let you off lightly, much less hire you with such a high salary." Father explained.
I inwardly rolled my eyes. "If hiring 10 men to beat me up is considered light, I really don't want to see what Mr. Spencer is like when he's heavy-handed." I thought to myself.
"Anyways, take care of this Adrian kid. A connection to the Spencers will be useful to you in the future." Father said in a serious tone.
I nodded in acknowledgement.
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After I washed the dishes, I found Leo playing video games in the living room. Father had already went up to the study. "Why are you playing games this early in the morning?" I asked.
"There's nothing to do anyways." Leo replied nonchalantly.
"Just go back to sleep then." I rolled my eyes.
"Can't. I'm not sleepy anymore." Leo yawned.
"You're clearly yawning!" I thought to myself.
I went back to my room and studied.
After an hour, Leo and I headed off to school. Father came down to see us off.
"I'll see you tonight." Father said.
I nodded. "I've already made lunch and dinner for you. They're in the fridge. Just microwave them when you want to eat."
Father nodded before shutting the front door.
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[This section is in Mike Alexson's POV]
Mike woke up the next day to find new accessories in his room. All the smashed things were replaced with new furnishings. The table was new, the chair was new, even the wardrobe was new. "Father really like taking care of his image." Mike snorted.
He stood up and decided to draft his revenge plan right away. He went on his computer and tried to log on to his bank account. However, he tried many times but still could not log in. Mike immediately ran out of his room to find his father. He ran around the entire villa but still have not found him. He then asked a security guard where his father went.
"Governor Alexson has already gone to work, young master." The guard replied.
Mike wanted to vent his anget by punching the bodyguard but then his phone rang. It was his father.
"Father, why did you freeze my bank account?!" Mike shouted.
"I don't want you to waste my money on something dumb." Governor Alexson replied coolly.
"What do you mean?!" Mike cried.
"Do you really think I don't know you've been getting along with those dirty drug lords? You must want to use money to bribe them to kill that Leo Wilson kid, right?" The governor said disdainfully.
"What has that got to-"
"Use your brain, Mike! Any large transactions will instantly come to the attention to the authorities. If you hire the cartel for a hit, the authorities will definitely trace it back to you. I don't want a full-blown scandal on my hands, so I suggest you don't do anything that can ruin my reputation, or I'll disown you and send you out to live on the streets." The governor immediately ended the call.
Mike threw the phone to the ground in anger. It seemed that he had no one to rely on but himself.
Wednesday was the most average day I've had for awhile. There were simply normal class in the morning. A lunch where Leo and Rebecca would banter for the whole hour while James and I would simply eat our food, rarely talking. The afternoon class was normal as well. For basketball practice, we finally took a coach bus to another school for an exhibition match which ended up with our win.
Later, Leo and I headed to Adrian's house. Adrian was still brooding on what he wanted as a favor, while I whipped him a few times.
At night, I returned home. Leo headed back to his home as well.
I took a shower and headed to sleep in the master bedroom. With Father back, it was the first time in weeks that I got myself into a comfortable, deep sleep without any disturbances.
**********
The next day was another normal day. Except for the fact that I was forced to participate in the strategy meeting again. Luckily, there were nothing perverted that happened this time. Instead, there were serious debates about what Leo should do for the next two weeks.
"I think we should just have Hunter showcase his basketball skills, that will surely impress the girls and get them to vote." Rebecca suggested.
"I doubt it." I countered. "The purpose of the election is to elect Leo to be president, not me. Besides what has basketball skills gotta do with handling the affairs of the whole student body?"
Rebecca pouted. I think he just wanted to see hot guys fondling with balls again.
Leo suddenly had an idea. "Why don't we invite the freshmen over for a party. That will loosen them up and get them to vote for me. They can also get to know me better."
"Mhm..." Rebecca nodded. "But is your house large enough for the entire freshmen body? There are 120 students in Grade 9, not including others that might get invited along."
Leo frowned. "That's right... why don't we ask if we can hold the party in Adrian's place, Hunter?" Leo asked.
"No." I shook my head. "I don't think holding a party at another person's house will garner their votes, since you would not be able to show your sincerity to them. Also, I highly doubt Mr. Spencer would ever borrow his place for us to hold a party, given how expensive his house is."
"Well does anyone have any other ideas?" Leo asked.
"Why don't we hold a mixer?" One of the girls suggested. "We all know that Hunter and Leo will probably get all the women's votes, we can get the boys in Grade 9 to be appreciative towards us by introducing girls to them."
"But how are we going to find that many girls?" One of the girls asked.
"It's simple. I'll simply post online that Hunter is doing an interview for a prospective girlfriend, and that he'll host a mixer to get to know the girls better. That way, the girls would be enticed to come, and the boys will be happy with all the girls swarming around." Leo exclaimed.
"Fine. But we still need to find a place that can hold a mixer." I said.
"I'll ask my dad to reserve an entire restaurant for me this Sunday. Then, I'll invite the girls and boys to come over." Leo replied.
"That's great!" Rebecca exclaimed. "Now that that's out of the way, we should also try and maintain our popularity within our own grade. After all, two of the classes in Grade 10 didn't vote for you."
Leo nodded. "Well, it might not matter since we only need a simple majority from the Grade 10. Still, I guess we should do something about it."
"Why don't we promise that someone from the classes that didn't vote for us in Grade 10 will get an influential seat in the Student Council. That will convince the Grade 10s to vote for us, right?" I said calmly.
"That might be true, but people are selfish." Leo retorted. "If we promised a seat, people will be too busy fighting for that seat. Then, out of frustration, they might just vote for Mike instead."
I sighed. "Instead of thinking of how to get more votes, why don't we think about retaining the votes we currently have."
Leo frowned.
"I'll announce to the Grade 10 girls that if they vote for Leo, provided with evidence, they will receive a handmade chocolate by me for Valentine's Day next year." I said.
The girls in the room started screaming in excitement.
"No!" Leo vehemently denied. "The only person you're allowed to make chocolate for is ME! If you have to make chocolate to get votes, I'll rather not be Student Council President."
The declaration from Leo made the fujoshis scream even louder. I furrowed my brows. "Then what should we do?"
"By the way, Hunter." Leo asked, "How did you convince the teachers to vote for us?"
I was very reluctant to reply so I shut my mouth.
Leo leaned over and rubbed his cheeks against mine. "Come on, Hunter, just tell me. I'll give you a candy later, okay?" Leo coaxed.
I rolled my eyes. "Do you really want to know?" I asked coldly.
"Yes." Leo nodded.
"I promised the principal that I will attend the International Math Olympics next year." I said.
The people in the room gasped. Leo, however, already knew about my nomination letter from last year and was not surprised. "I thought you said the IMO was too annoying and you would not go?"
"Well I didn't have anything else to use as leverage." I replied.
Leo thought for awhile before asking, "Have you been asked to join any other national teams?"
I rolled my eyes, "Do you know how hard it is just to get nominated to a national team in the High School Olympics?"
"That is not a no." Leo raised an eyebrow.
I sighed. "If I work overnight, I might be able to get myself invited to the International Computer Science Olympics next year as well."
If it was coming from anyone else, it would come off as arrogant, but it seemed everyone believed me when I said I could get into another national team. I sighed. "I really dug a hole for myself, haven't I."
Leo's eyes immediately brightened. "Alright! Why don't you tell the principal that if you were to attend the ICSO, the teachers will give the students in Grade 9 and 10 a 1% increase in total marks after the final exam if they vote for me?"
"As if the principal would do that!" I rolled my eyes. "That's just blatant favoritism, not only will the school's image take a blow, the upper year students can sue us!"
Leo sighed. "Fine. Does anyone else have any ideas?"
Nobody raised their hands.
"Let's just do the Valentine's Day thing then." Leo said gloomily.
**********
Leo sulked for the rest of the day. I had no time to coax Leo in the afternoon since I was coaching Adrian, but when we headed back, I said, "Don't worry I'll just make a small piece of chocolate for the girls. It's just gonna be like those obligatory chocolates, without any emotions."
"But you're still giving them out!" Leo continued sulking.
"Fine. What do you want, Leo?" I asked gently.
Leo stared at me and said, "F**k me. I want you to ram your d*ck hard into my-"
"No. I'm being serious here, Leo. Stop joking." I immediately stopped Leo from continuing on.
"Fine. Go on a date with me again." Leo said.
I struggled with myself for awhile before finally stating, "Fine. I'll go on a date with you."
"And whenever I ask you to go out with me in the future, you must say yes." Leo said after my agreement.
"No, don't push it too far, Leo." I warned.
Leo pouted, he instantly turn depressed. If he were a puppy, his ears would have duped downwards. Unable to bear that look, I reluctantly spouted out something I thought I would never say, "Fine. I promise."
Leo instantly turned happy, he leaned on my shoulder and closed his eyes. "Hunter, you're the best." He said in a contented tone.
I sighed. "I really don't know what to do with this kid." I thought to myself.
**********
After I returned home, I headed to the master bedroom to find my father in a black suit. He was taking a sniper rifle from the hidden room and placing it in a trombone case.
"Are you heading out, Father?" I asked in a low voice.
Father nodded. He came over and ruffled my hair.
"Be safe, Father." I muttered softly before hugging him.
"Mhmm. I promise." Father replied gently.
He placed me on the bed and wrapped his arms around me, watching me sleep. After I fell into a deep sleep, he gently got up from the bed and tiptoed out of the house.
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