FLIP A COIN
by Steffi

.script by Mirelle.

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[Challenge August 2008

Lifer: Kian
Place: public school
Stuff: coin
Quote: "Do you want to play with me?"
Sport: Football (soccer)]

”We could flip a coin.”, Kian suggested and grinned at the annoyed girl sitting right next to him. She leaned back and turned her head towards him while stroking back her hair and giving him a displeased look.
“No! You can stuff it! Just fuck off Kian and leave me alone!”, she snapped dangerously.
Kian frowned at those amazing eyes of hers, which glared furiously at him and asked himself for the hundredth time today why this woman has to be so damn bitchy!
He sighed and knew it was better to give up. She was so stubborn and must probably have determined that she won´t give him a chance. Always being nice and putting on his best charm he had tried to draw nearer to her, but she hadn´t been liking him from the very start. He remembered the last time they had met. It was on ´s birthday party and she came alone, without her mentally disturbed boyfriend. Until this day they got along with each other; okay, not quite well, but it were always these kinds of playful fights. He knew that he sometimes goes to far, but on Nicky´s wife´s party he had just asked her where she had left her cute heartbreaker-boyfriend (in a sarcastic and ridiculing way, he had to admit), but it made her hopping mad. His mate was telling him afterwards, that she had dumped him after finding out that he was cheating on her, screwing her little blonde cousin. Hmm... He couldn´t have known and he was sure that this girl hadn´t been thaaaat much in love with this crick. Must maybe be her hurt pride. And pride was one thing she had en masse.
She had paid her attention back on the football game and ignored the fact that he was sitting next to her, still looking at her and waiting for an answer. It was ridiculous...
He kept staring at her with his piercing blue eyes until she finally turned her head into his direction again.
“You can´t just stop bothering me, can ye?”
“No.” Kian was happy that looks couldn´t literally kill, because otherwise he would have been dead right away, but he returned her look bravely. He wasn´t surprised as he felt his body react with a faster and faster beating heart and yes... an urging prickling a bit further below. He couldn´t explain why this unendurable lady was able to inflame him so much with just fighting with him. Maybe it was the fact that she was probably the only girl who could resist him. She was so cold and it drove him mad, that he couldn´t have her. Was it love? - No! It was just the endless longing to kiss her full and hot lips, to enter her wet mouth and to undo her clothes while looking into her sparkling eyes and seeing her pride and arrogance vanish into thin air...
“Hey, you two! For Christ´s sake, Kian, couldn´t you just be a gentleman and get yourself and her the popcorn and coke?” had freed herself from the sight of her husband, who had by the way just shot his second goal in this match, and was frowning from Kian to .
“It was her who ate all of MY popcorn and emptied MY ...- hey! Heeyy!”
had jumped up with an angry moan and stormed through the seat row towards the exit. Both, Kian and , were looking after her until she was out of sight.
“Do you think she returns with the stuff or does she go home?”
“Oh god, Kee... Can´t you just try to be nice?”
“Me? I am nice. She´s the troublemaker, not me.”
“That´s maybe because you ridicule her all the time! By the way, she´s not really well up because of Ian. And- ... oh, look, Nicky got the ball into the goal again. Haha!” She chuckled and waved proudly to her red-faced and sweaty man.
She liked Kian a lot, but since he had split up with Jodi, his fiancée (or now former fiancée), he was unbearable. She assumed that he was over her, but since Jodi had gone he was just out for short and uncomplicated adventures. He bedded women as she changed her socks every day (or every two, okay sometimes every three or four days, who cares!) and she noticed of course with which kinds of looks he undressed her best friend. It was no disliking between them, but rather sexual attraction which set up their neverending and unnerving fights. She had thought it was a good idea to invite to this celebrity charity-match, above all because the proceeds will go to public schools for disabled children and the site of the match happened to be the public school which her younger brother was attending, who has been paraplegic since an unfortunate bike-accident. She couldn´t have known that Nicky had invited Kian as well. When she turned her full attention back on the football match she felt Kian move.
“What´s now?”, she asked and looked up at him.
“She can´t take that long. I´m thirsty. I'll get the stuff myself, can´t wait for that disturbed lady...” The last words were just a murmur, but enough to let understand. She sighed and hoped that her two friends wouldn´t meet outside...

washed her hands and looked into the mirror. She saw two big and quite nice eyes looking back at her; her lips were full and her skin was lightly tanned and looked rosy. She still couldn´t believe what he has been saying to her. “Babe, I´m sorry, but I told you I need an attentive girlfriend and when you´re too prudish to keep me satisfied then I take it elsewhere. Why are you surprised? Besides, when we got to know you were slimmer. You let yourself go, but look at me!! I want a girl who´s on a par with me.”
A girl who´s on a par with him!
She clenched her hand to a fist until she felt her nails clawing painful into her skin. At first she had been shocked, then she had been crying and feeling terrible. Not pretty enough, yes, even ugly, although no one could claim that she was near to ugly! And then the anger had risen up, the inexpressible anger that she wished to shoot him down in flames! And now this fucking Kian, who couldn´t leave her alone! Every time he came along with his brainless blabbing! And the worst of all was that he thought that no one could resist him. It was obvious that he sees himself as the most charming and irresistible man in the world, maybe the whole boyband stuff and the screaming girls had got into his head! She had to admit, he was damn good-looking, but she wouldn´t do him the favour to let him know that she liked his appearance, which was by the way the only adorable thing about him. She put some gloss onto her lips and watched her face in the mirror. Satisfied she put her make-up back into her handbag and left the ladies´ room to get HERself a coke and some cheese-cake. She headed towards the buffet where her little brother was selling some cake and couldn´t trust her eyes! Kian was kneeling in front of her brother´s wheelchair, making fun with him. To hell with him!
“!”
Her brother turned around and his face turned into a bright smile. Kian followed his gaze and frowned when he recognized his little touchy princess.
“! Kian, look, this is my sister ! Isn´t she that pretty as I told you? She is, isn´t she?”
Kian got up and looked straight into ´s eyes, who weren´t far away from his´, because she had placed herself right in front of the two of them and glared at Kian.
“I´ve to agree with you. She´s a beauty, indeed.” He smirked at and reached out his hand. “It´s nice to meet you. Your brother told me very much about you.”
Kian watched again amazed how her eyes seemed to become black within a second and got a dangerous expression. Seemingly unimpressed Kian gave her a huge smile and kept on talking.
“Your brother invited me for a little football match in your parents´garden. He must be very good, is he?” And he turned his gaze towards and blinked conspiratorially at him.
“He is. But unfortunately he won´t have much time within the next weeks, right ? He has a lot to do for school!” raised her head and gave Kian a challenging look.
“Are you mad, ?”, her little brother asked upset.
“No, I´m not, batman!” She bent down and messed through her brother´s blond hair.
“Then don´t call me !”
“Okay, I promise!”, she assured him and smiled warmly at him.
“But , I told Kian that you´re the best hot chocolate-maker ever! We must invite Kian and he must taste your hot chocolate.”
frowned. “, Kian is probably very busy, you know? I don´t think that he has the time to come around just for tasting my chocolate.”
“And for playing football! Of course do I have some time, and if I hadn´t I would take some for ya, mate!” Kian stated, looking at .
got up again. “, could you give me a piece of this delicious looking cheese-cake? Please?”
Happy about Kian´s acceptance of the invitation he turned smilingly his wheelchair around and made his way to the cake-buffet.
“How dare you promising him to play football with him? Did you miss the fact that he can´t move his legs? D´ye have fun in... in this... what for a huge ass are ye?”, she hissed at him.
“Excuse me?” Kian sounded surprised. “He told me that he dreams of being such a great goalkeeper like David James.”
“David James?? Are you kidding? Is this a cruel joke?” tried to keep her voice low, although she felt the urge to punch him. She felt sick. She didn´t mind very much when people tried to harm her, but she had always been touchy when it came to her brother. And in this moment she couldn´t understand why people could be so cruel, making an eleven year old boy promises they couldn´t keep and probably laugh about it. Her opinion of Kian had never been very good, but she didn´t believe how disgusting he could really be. She knew that her brother was her weak point and she couldn´t bear if someone did him any harm. But also Kian seemed to notice.
He grabbed ´s arm and pulled her some metres away from the buffet, turning their backs towards her brother, who was still busy with the cake.
“Listen, I just promised him that I´m going to play football with him and teach him a bit to keep goal, so calm down! I didn´t and don´t mean to harm him in any way. He seems to be happy about it, why do you want to take it from him? Is it because of me? Am I really this unbearable?”
“You are and you know it!”, she snapped strictly.
He made a step towards her and looked down at her.
“Am I really?”, he whispered, not taking his eyes from hers. He saw her changing her expression into surprise, before she started to blush lightly.
He stroked with his fingers softly along her bare shoulder, just for a second, and wandered with his eyes along the curves of her neck, upwards to her face to hesitate on her mouth before catching her eye again. He bent down and when she started panicking, because he seemed to be about to kiss her, he whispered into her ear one word: “Liar.”
Suddenly he made a step backwards and changed his soft expression into a bold grin.
He knew it! This little icy princess wasn´t that icy at all. With pleasure he watched her blushing hard and getting angry and knew that the open season on her has just been declared! And he knew that he´s going to get the little roe...

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threw her handbag at the sideboard and kicked her pumps into the edge.
“!!! I´m at home!”
She pulled her sweatshirt off , but then hesitated as she noticed some car keys, lying at the clipboard under the mirror. Then she heard voices from outside. Could it...? Oh god, please not!
Two weeks had passed by since the football match, but she was still mad about Kian. He had made her feel like a complete idiot and she hated him for this. She couldn´t explain her reaction towards his... acting. And the thing which upset her most was, that he had made her heart beating faster and, worst thing, that she was thinking about him every day (not every minute, but every day!). While she walked slowly through the living room towards the terrace she was still hoping, that she was wrong and he wasn´t there (to be honest, she hoped that she was hoping that she was wrong), but then she saw him.
The fence and some bushes had the function of a goal and her brother, the goalkeeper, was laughing, because Kian had just stumbled over the ball and lay chuckling in the grass. Against her will she had to smile, too.
Suddenly Kian got up again and ran after the ball.
“Watch it, lil´ James, this is the Rooney super-shot!” And he shot the ball towards the “goal” but saved it! Laughingly watched her brother cheering and making faces towards Kian, who now complained bitterly about the flopped super-shot. Her brother went (or whatever) after the ball and wanted to take the chance to disappear unnoticed into the house, when she suddenly saw Kian looking at her, smiling a bit unsure. She couldn´t help but smile back, before she turned around and walked away hastily. Nearly ashamed she noticed, that she felt really thankful towards him. Maybe he was not that huge idiot she had always thought. But... no, a person couldn´t change within two weeks, and she knew him well enough to be aware of his character. And he was no nice man. Maybe he did nice things, but not without tongues in cheek. She knew without a doubt that Kian Egan was no selfless person. Or was he?
She cast a glance at her watch. Nearly 7. After a short look into the fridge she didn´t feel the urge to cook anything and decided to order some pizza. Salami must do it, everyone likes salami, in case of Kian staying for supper (... Oh Jeez, she thought, as she caught herself with this thought. Who cares about Kian liking salami or not??)
Some minutes later she appeared on the terrace, freshly showered and laden with a bottle of wine, two glasses and one cup of chocolate. While she balanced carefully towards the table, she noticed Kian and staring at her. Damn it, desperately she tried to hold the cup, which was fucking hot. “Could you two stop staring, but maybe help me?”
Within a second Kian was by her side and took the wine with the glasses to put it safely on the table.
“Thank you.”, she murmured.
“Excuse me? I didn´t understand you!” She looked up and found Kian smiling expectantly at her.
“Just fuck you.”, she whispered and hoped that her brother didn´t hear her.
“You´re welcome, missy. Did you know that your brother´s a brilliant goal-keeper?”
“I´m not, Kian´s just a terribly bad goal-scorer!”, laughed cheekily.
“Hey! You! ... Just wait!”, he threatened with his finger and grinned.
“Haha!”, he sneered at Kian. “, can Kian stay a bit longer? Because we´d like to watch Kick it like Beckham. Please, can he?” looked pleadingly at her. When took some air to answer, her brother added quickly: “And you don´t have to worry about Kian´s time, he said he has time and also that he´d like to! Can he stay?”
Fuck. Desperately she was looking for some other excuses, but it was a Friday night, that means no school tomorrow, and no parents who could mind, because they were on holiday. She bit her lip and looked up just to meet Kian´s eyes, lying observant on her. She gave up.
“Okay, batman, but now go and wash your hands and face, the pizza´s arriving soon.”
“Yeah, pizza! , you´re the greatest! Isn´t she, Kian?”
“Yes, she is!”
When had disappeared let herself fall down on a chair and looked darkly into the garden. She ignored Kian, who sat himself next to her and watched her thoughtfully.
“Why are you afraid of me?”
His soft voice, asking her this, knocked out her stride for a short moment. She coughed and turned her face towards him.
“What?”, she asked aghast.
He approached. “You´re nervous.”
“I´m what? Kian, sorry for disappointing you, but honestly; why should I be nervous?” She started smiling and shaking her head.
“You can´t look at me.”
“Okay, listen!” She looked straight into his eyes. “I´m not sure why you´re thinking that your presence is making me nervous, must have been the screaming girls that got to your head, or maybe the sun, I don´t know, but I assure you, there´s nothing about you making me fear you or making me nervous or whatever. So please, stop making a fool of yourself, can you? ... Oh, the pizza!”
With this she got up and left the terrace.
Fucking damn! Either she was right and he ridicules himself or she just acts cool. But he rather thought it was the second point. But damn again!

About two hours later and Kian were sitting on the sofa, watching the film and binging on with crisps when shot in. Surprised the two boys looked at her, who was trying to open the door to the terrace.
“What´s the matter?” Kian got up and helped her opening the door. “You wanna go outside? Are ye mad? It´s raining cats and dogs!”
“Really?”, she snapped. “By the way, it´s not only raining, it´s storming and hailing! My mother´s gonna kill me, I´ve to save her plants!” And she disappeared into the rain.
“The plants?” Kian tried to make something out in the dark. Ah, she must mean the potted plants. When he was about to follow her outside (he thought that he maybe could score a bit) he remembered his BMW standing outside on the street. Fuck! He turned around.
“D´ye have a garage?” “For your car?” “No, for the plants! Sure for my car!”
When Kian noticed ´s upset look, he felt sorry for being this rude. Man, he was just a little boy.
“Sorry, you know, I just like my car, so..”
“You take your car and I open the gate!”
“Thanks mate!” He stroked over the boy´s dark blonde hair before hurrying outside into the storm.

Minutes later he appeared again into the living-room and noticed that wasn´t there. , who was lying on the sofa, wrapped in a blanket, and was looking very tired, pointed outside. “´s still outside!”
Screw her, this mad girl! She´s gonna get killed by these huge hailstones! And he had no urge to go outside again, he was wet to the bones! But he just sighed and went outside.
“!”
He found her in the garden, trying to carry a huge pot with a little bush into the small hut at the end of the garden. The hailstones drummed painful on his body. This crazy chick! He helped her carrying the plant and finally they arrived at the hat, wet and completely out of breath. He leaned against the door frame and coughed while she was passing by and was about to run out in the rain again. Quickly he grabbed her hand and whirled her around.
“Are ye mad? It´s too dangerous, to hell with the plants!”, he screamed. A lightning flash lighted the garden and their faces for a split second, followed by a peal of thunder.
“Let me go!” pushed his hand away and turned around, running towards the house. I´m gonna kill her, was all was Kian could think before he followed her with clenched teeth. Arrived at the terrace he cast a glance inside the living-room and found this boy – sleeping peacefully. My...
He turned around and grabbed some smaller pots and carried them after into the hat.
“Have we finished yet?”
“I guess.” She looked around the dark hat and finally sat down on a wooden box and leaned against the wall. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back.
Damn, she looked so hot. The water trickled down her face and some raindrops made their way into the valley between her breasts. She was out of breath and with every heavy breath she took, it seemed as if her breasts would jump out of her daring and skintight top.
“Why are you here, Kian?”, she asked out of a sudden.
Kian looked up into her face, expecting her glaring eyes on him, but she still had them closed. Why was he here? He didn´t know. For trying to bed her? Or for playing football with her little brother? Or both? He didn´t know what to say. He sighed and looked to the ground, still thinking about what to answer her, as well as what to answer himself. He got to know without knowing that was his sister and he also suggested him a little football match without knowing it. Although he had thought that it wouldn´t ever take place, to be honest.
Suddenly got up and made slowly some steps towards him while looking him straight into the eyes. The air between them was positively crackling when she looked up at him and leaned her wet body against his. He stopped breathing and his heart skipped a beat when he saw her eyes, sparkling dark so full of lust. Then he felt her hot breath on his face and some moments later her mouth on his lips. She pushed him against the wall and buried her hands in his hair. Hesitatingly he grabbed her bum and pulled her nearer and nearly exploded when he heard her loud and breathless groaning. Slowly she opened her lips and let him enter her hot mouth while she pressed herself firmly against his hardness. Suddenly she bit his lips and Kian screamed out faintly in surprise and tasted some blood. She held him tight and wandered with her lips along his neck and started to bite tenderly his ear.
“Kian... oh...”, she breathed heavily.
“Babe...” He pulled her nearer and started to move his hips hard against hers.
“Kian”, she whispered hot. “D´ye want me?”
“Oh Jesus Christ, yes!”
Suddenly she let go on him and went some steps back, looking at him coldly. “You shouldn't take the Lord´s name in vain. As well as you shouldn't use little innocent, ... disabled!”, she raised her voice acrimoniously, “... boys to draw near to their sisters you wanna lay!”
Kian didn´t trust his ears. “What? , please, what the fuck...? You don´t really-”
“Get out of here! Fuck off, NOW!” She turned around, opened the door and disappeared into the rain. At first he wanted to run after her and explain himself, but then he sat down onto the wooden box and leaned his head on his hands. Fuck.

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”Ouch! Shit!”, Kian swore and made a face because of the hard pain he felt in his big toe, which he had just banged against the edge of the shower cubicle. He closed his eyes and took one deep breath to calm down and waited for the pain to decrease.
Slowly he went to the washbasin and looked into the mirror. He didn´t really like what he was seeing. He started to shove and thought about the party he was preparing himself for: ´s housewarming party... She had just moved in a new comfortable and nice suburban flat and he couldn´t duck out of it although he felt no urge to go. had been angry and hadn´t really spoken a word with him since the incident in the hat, which was about 3 weeks ago, but in a way he could understand her.
Nevertheless, although she had thrown him out of the house and warned him to leave her brother alone, he had met a few times to complete his goal-keeping technics. After all wanted to become as good as James, so they had to practice, no? has promised him not to tell .
Kian´s problem on was rather simple: He wanted her, she wanted him (it was obvious, wasn´t it?), but she was too proud to admit it. Normally he wouldn´t give a damn, forget about her and look for the next woman, (although it nearly never happened that a woman resisted him), so why should he trouble himself when there were easier woman to have? But the thing on was, that she was a friend of all of his mates, it wasn´t possible to imagine their clique without her, so he had to see her nearly all the time when he was meeting his friends.
And he had been thinking about her question and came to the conclusion that didn´t have much to do with it. He liked the guy and really enjoyed his time with him and didn´t meet him just to make himself popular with .
Half an hour later he watched himself critically in the mirror. He had chosen a light jeans and a black shirt and his dark blue eyes were sparkling dangerously. His bad mood had vanished into thin air after he had received a call by a good friend, who had offered him some tickets for a most exciting event. This stroke him on an idea and he had decided to put everything on one card tonight. He wanted her so terribly and he knew, if he couldn´t get her tonight, then he couldn´t have her at anytime.

It was late and all of them were drunk when the last ones, who were Nicky, , Mark, a friend of (he had never seen before and always forgot her strange name) and Kian himself said their goodbyes and left. It had been a nice party, good food, many, many drinks and a very good atmosphere. He had even been surprised when he didn´t hear any word of complain, for he was the only one who hadn´t brought a present for her.
He waved his friends goodbye and disappeared into his car, waiting for them to leave. He leaned back and shook his head about himself. He wasn´t very drunk at all, but it was completely crazy what he was about to do. There was a high risk, that she would throw him out again, but he must give it a try. He opened the glove box and took an envelope, a bottle of champaign and a coin out. Bravely he got out of his car, made his way to the front door and rang the bell. When a humming sound appeared he pushed the door open and went with quick steps upstairs, just to look in two dark and surprised eyes when he arrived at her door.
”You?”, she frowned.
”Exactly, me.” He gave her his best smile.
”Did you forget anything?”
”Hm... In a way, yes. Can I come in?”
She went aside to let him in and closed the door behind him. Kian went into the living-room and placed the bottle of champaign on the table before he turned around and looked at , who looked even more surprised, not really knowing what the point of all this was.
”Champaign?” She eyed Kian suspiciously.
”Hey, can´t you stop frowning at me? Listen, I wanna be honest...” He took a deep breath, but before he started to speak he seemed to change his mind and asked her instead for two glasses.
”Kian...? You don´t wanna bed me, do you?” She glared at him and folded her arms.
”What if I do?” He lowered his head and looked deeply into her mysterious eyes. At first she didn´t change any expression, but then her lips formed a light smile and her eyes started to sparkle with a challenging look.
”You wouldn´t dare!”, she sneered.
”Wouldn´t I?” Her eyes remained a few more seconds on his´, before she pointed at the glass cabinet. He turned around and took two glasses out.
”Let´s rather say...”, he eyed the glasses carefully before he looked at her abruptly. ”I´ve an offer for you.”
”An offer?”, she asked frowning with an annoyed tone. ”An immoral offer?”
”D´ye think you´re that hot, that I´d offer you something immoral? , no, would ye really think that?”, he teased her ironically and smiled amused.
bit her lips. She knew she should throw him out right now, he must be drunk! But her curiosity kept her from doing it. She eyed him suspiciously and asked: ”Okay, what kind of offer?”
His smile widened and he pointed at the place next to him on the sofa and signed her to come over, but she didn´t move an inch. Still with folded arms she stood some metres away from him.
”I just wanted to say that you shouldn´t think that I´m trying to seduce you with the champaign. Let´s say, the champaign is a little present, a flatwarming present.”
”Flatwarming?”
”Would ye stop repeating me?”
”Oh Kian, what do you want?”, she asked annoyed with a raising voice.
He got up and made some steps towards her. He grabbed into his pocket and took an ancient looking silver coin out before he looked into her eyes again. It took some moments until realised, what he wanted. She stepped back.
”Oh nooo! Let me guess: We could flip a coin? No, forget it.”, she stated with certainty and shook her head.
”A fair chance.”
”No!”
”Don´t you wanna play with me?”
”What?”, she asked aghast. ”Do you wanna play with me?”
”I do.”
”About what? Kian, what´s the offer? And if you dare telling me what I think the offer is...”, she snapped with a threatening undertone in her voice. When she met Kian's gaze her eyes widened. ”Kian, go home, you must be completely drunk!”
”Listen.” He drew closer to her and she stepped backwards until she could feel the wall right behind her. ”You may choose, head or tail.” He clasped her shoulders and pushed her softly against the wall while looking down into her incensed eyes.
”None.”
”You´ve no choice.”, he whispered huskily. She gave him an icy stare, but asked a moment later: ”What options?”
”We flip it once; you or me, you may decide. If you win, I will stop bothering you. We´ll be just friends, okay? And you´ll get an envelope.”
”What envelope?”
”You´ll see.”
took a deep breath and didn´t almost have the guts to ask him...
”What if you win?”. It was not more than a whisper. She swallowed hard and avoided his gaze.
A moment later she felt him lifting her chin and when she found his eyes looking intensely into hers, she noticed his face coming nearer. He brushed softly over her lips and she could feel his hands stroking upwards along her back to pull her gently nearer, while his hot breath at her neck made her shiver.
”You´ll be mine, little princess. The whole night. ... And you´ll get the envelope.”

She must be dreaming, or fantasizing, or be much more drunk than she had thought she was, but this couldn´t be true!
Tensed to death she sat next to Kian on the sofa who had just set the coin onto the table. It just couldn´t be true! Not that he had come up with this stupid idea, Kian had always such ill ideas, but that she was sitting here, seeing herself into this! Why hadn´t she thrown him out? She didn´t understand herself anymore.
She knew she was near to panicking. She shivered while imagining him, undoing her clothes, kissing and touching her naked body, feeling his body between her thighs and also feeling his hard and ... no no no! She tried to think of something else, but she couldn´t. And she wasn´t able to look into his eyes. Oh god, she must be completely drunk!
Finally she looked up and met his eyes which lay thoughtfully on her. She smiled and tried to hide her shakiness. Oh god, please don´t let him feel my nervousness, she thought.
He smiled back and handed her a glass of champaign, before their eyes found again. He took one sip and watched her surprised downing nearly the whole glass in one swig. She blushed when she met his gaze and put the glass back on the table. Kian grinned and filled her glass again.
”What? Why are you doing this?”, asked upset.
”Don´t know. Thought you need it maybe.” He turned towards her and gave her a very wicked grin.
”So, you´d say of yourself that your... your talents are just bearable when I´m drunken?”
”You don´t really think so, do you?” His eyes wandered up and down her body again and rested seductive on her lips. And again it made panicking inside, but she tried to calm herself. This was Kian and he just wanted to knock her out of her stride, as always. She looked at him again, but didn´t find the sneering grin she had expected, but his amazing blue eyes looking softly at her. No more, no less. Finally he took a breath and took the coin from the table. He handed it her and turned towards her.
”Head or tail?”
....
”?!”
”Tail.”
”Okay, then -”
”No, head!”
”Head?”
”Head!”
”Sure?”
”Yes.”
Kian started to laugh. ”Oh! So your changed decision may be either our bad luck or our good luck!”
”What? You mean, either it may be my bad luck and your good luck or my good luck and your bad luck!”
He watched her grinningly. ”If you say so.”
Unnerved she shook her head. ”This is ridiculous.”
”It´s not. So, would you like to flip the coin?”
”No.”
”Sure?”
”Yes.”
”Yes you wanna flip it, or yes you´re sure you don´t -”
”KIIAAAN!! Flip this goddamn coin!”
”Okay, okay... ready? Aah, wait...”
He emptied his glass as well and filled it again, then handed hers and took his one. ”Cheers!”
Amazed watched him swigging the champaign down and couldn´t help but laugh.
”Oh god, what are we doing here?”
”We´re playing with each other.”
”Jeez...”, chuckled.
”We´re both players, so come on, drink!” He grinned and tried to put the glass on her lips.
”Wait, I can´t, just... haha!”
Kian had grabbed her neck and pulled her to her glass. ”Drink, come on, in one swig! Drink, drink, drink!”
Finally did and continued immediately with laughing. ”I hate you so much, Kian!”
”I hate you too, princess!”
”Don´t you never ever call me that again, did you hear me?”
”Okay, princess, I promise!”
”KIIIAAAN!!!! FLIP- THAT-FUCKING-COIN; will ye??”
”Don´t scream that loud, or would you like to stress your neighbours at your first night here? Besides I´m right in front of you.”
Which he was indeed as noticed then. Before she could realize, Kian had taken the glass out of her hand and put it on the table without taking his hand from her neck. When he turned around he was suddenly all over her, pressing her softly into the cushions to place himself on top of her and kiss her hungrily. Instinctively she opened her lips to let his urging tongue enter her mouth. Softly he pressed his knee between her thighs and a faint scream escaped her, which was immediately suppressed by his lips, pressed hard onto hers. Her body relaxed and she chased the low voice in her head away, asking her what the hell she was doing here. Without stopping the kiss, Kian´s hands wandered down her body and finally started undoing the buttons of her blouse. He stroked it away and started to kiss her neck, her shoulders and finally the beginnings of her soft breasts. When he was about to open the zip of her bra, opened her eyes and her view fell on the coin, lying next to her on the sofa.
”Kian!”
”Hm...”, he murmured, but continued kissing her.
”Kian, stop, we have to flip the coin! You can´t have me without winning!” sat up and rubbed her eyes. She felt completely dizzy. She stroked through her hair and then met Kian´s eyes, laying unbelievingly on her. Finally he let his head fall onto her stomach.
”Yeah, right.”, he slurred into her skin.
Suddenly he sat up and ran his hand through his hair.
”Glass of champaign?”
”Mmhm.”
He took the coin and raised his glass to her. ”Cheers! But then we flip at least!”

sat straight up and buttoned up her blouse again.
”Wanna undo me the stressing buttons again?”, he asked amused.
”Haha, just wait...”
Suddenly they became serious. For some moments Kian was nearly drowning into her sparkling eyes. He cleared his throat. ”Ready?”
She nodded. ”Ready.”
And he threw the coin into the air, without taking his eyes from ´s. With a loud clinking sound it landed on the floor.
”... No matter who´s the winner... You´re amazing. Honestly. And you should know that I´ve always liked you. I´m... god, I´m just telling you because I´m so drunk...”
smiled shyly at him and started fumbling with her fingers.
”Wanna have a look?”
Kian nodded and they got up. He bent down and took the coin from the floor, looking some moments at it. Then he got up and smiled at .
”Congrats, little princess.”, he whispered softly and let the coin slid into her hand.
She looked into her palm and saw clearly the engraved crown, the head of the coin.
”It´s beautiful. Where did you get it?”
”My grandma gave it to me at my fifteenth birthday. But I have some more, you can have it.”
looked up. ”What? No, it´s yours!”
Kian smiled and shook his head.
”Now it´s yours. It shall remind you at maybe the beginning of a friendship.”
She nodded and looked thankfully at him, wondering why his words made her feel somehow disappointed. What did she wish more? He would stop bothering her, if he keeps word.
”Thank you.”
He leaned forward and breathed a quick and soft kiss on her lips and smiled at her.
”I´m better going then. Good night.”
He caressed over her cheek and then went slowly to the door, grabbing his jacket.
”Kian!”
He turned around. ”Thank you for all the football-playing with !”
”You´ve known?”, he asked surprised.
”Sure.” He smiled back at her and then opened the door when she called again.
”D´ye wanna drive home yourself?” She followed him to the door.
”I´ll get a cab, I can hardly walk!”, he chuckled. ”Good night.”
”Good night.”
When closed the door behind him she started to play thoughtfully with the coin into her hand and became aware, that he had been right when he had said: ”Either this was our good luck, or our bad luck.”
Slowly she walked back into the living-room and stared at the sofa, where he had kissed her some minutes ago. As she was about to turn around to leave the room a blue envelope caught her eye, lying on the table next to the champaign. Slowly she took it and opened it. When she noticed, what she was holding in her hands, her eyes widened in disbelief. She turned around and hurried to the window, opened it and...
”KIIAAAN!!!!”
But all she was seeing was a cab, that disappeared around the corner of the street.

”Goal!!!”
and the blond man next to him were raising their hands up in the air and laughing with joy. started to cheer too and watched her brother happily. When the match was continued, she let her gaze wander through the grand stadium and shivered. She still couldn´t believe, that they were really here, in the Workers´ Stadium in Beijing, watching the semi final of the football championship.
And the most unbelievable thing was, that Kian gave her the tickets. She couldn´t imagine how he got 4 Olympia tickets with flights and even hotel rooms, although China´s capital bursted at the seams! But no matter how she had been poking around, he hadn´t told her.
The tickets had meant to be for , and; surprise, surprise, Nicky and , but declined with thanks and her and finally convinced Kian to go. She still didn´t believe how nice he had offered them his tickets, HIS tickets, and even didn´t want to come with them. Even if it was to please her, the happiness and joy he had given her brother with this, was all that counted to her. And he had kept word: no bothering and provoking and silly blabbing towards her...
Suddenly she noticed a movement and when she turned aside she saw Kian sitting himself next to her, offering her a bag of spring rolls and coke.
”Thanks.”
”Be careful, the sauce is damn hard.” ”Chili?” ”Yes.” ”Don´t bother, I like hot stuff.” Her mouth formed a light smile. For some moments Kian´s eyes remained on her lips, then he started to grin back. ”I know, princess.” He draw nearer and put his arms gently around her while feeding her with the hot-stuff-chili-spring-rolls. Chewing she leaned her head against his shoulders and both focused on the match again, enjoying the atmosphere of the stadium and the blissful sensation of the exciting closeness to each other...

The End