"Do you like it, Boy ?" Quint's master asked while petting Quint's head. They were on their way back from the forest,
The boy who almost fell asleep just nodded and mumbled, "Uhum."
"Did you bring your mommy souvenir ?" his master asked again, This time he was just teasing the boy.
Quint frowned a little then opened his eyes. "I took some teeth from the animals I slaughtered," he said then took two teeth out of his pocket, one of a snake and the other was a wolf. "Do you think she would love them ?"
The man laughed. "I don't think so. But if you collect enough, they could be a pretty bracelet, though. Your mom might like it... or Mila. She likes wearing weird jewelry" the man said.
"Okay," Quint said then put the teeth back into his pocket.
"You're saying, you want to do this again ?" the man asked.
Quint nodded unchantantly. "Sure," he said then closed his eyes again,
Thus, 'camping' became Quint's new yearly outbound activity. The locations were getting challenging by the time went. They even went to the desert, rain forest, and the north pole.
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Five years later.
On a bright day in the middle of June, Quint excitedly pedaling his bicycle. Today was Mila's graduation day. The girl who was four years older than him had finished her high school in the age of 16. Due to her amazing performance, she leaped two grades in the elementary. From first grade directly to fourth grade.
Quint just back from a store down town to pick up something he ordered a month ago. A little gift, especially for Mila as her graduation gift. Despite their age-gap, Quint and Mila's relationship was quite good and close. Not like his ignorant second sister who only a year older than him, Mila was more thoughtful and care toward him. Somehow, Quint was easily opened toward her, too.
When he arrived at his home and seeing that his father's car had already in the carport he got more excited. He jumped off his bicycle, abandoned it on the front yard, and rushed into the house. He went upstair and went straight to the most corner room, Mila's room.
The door was slightly opened. Thus Quint, didn't think to knock first, just entered the room. He was stunned with his eyes almost popped out from their places.
"AAAAAA!!!" Mila screamed shortly after, desperately tried to cover her totally naked body with her both hands, only manage to cover her private part and some of her boobs.
"So.. so.. sorry..." Quint said in stammered. He then immediately turned his body and ran away. He totally forgot about a little box he was carrying before that was now lying near Mila's door.
Quint ran down the stairs and went outside. He went to the only safe place he knew, his master's dojo. For more than seven years of his practice, despite his mother, no other members of the family went there.
"What are you doing here ?" his master asked in wonder. He was standing on the kitchen with apron around wrapping his front body and a spatula on his hand. Today, because of Mila's graduation day, the practice was off.
"I.. I want to.. practice," Quint said, still in stammered,
His master raised his eyebrow. Quint rarely had day off in practicing, so he usually looked forward it badly. "Have you had your lunch ?"
Quint shook his head with agitation. "I'm.. I'm not hungry yet."
"Alright.." His master shrugged his shoulder then cleaved the rug under him. "You can start your practice first. I will catch up with you after I finish my lunch."
"Thank.. thank you," Quint said. He then quickly opened the secret door heading to the basement.
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"Can I sleep here ?" Quint suddenly asked his master when that man was about to leave him on the treatment room.
"Why ?" the man asked.
"I don't think I have energy to walk home," Quint answered without opening his eyes.
"I'm still strong enough to carry you," His master said.
Quint shook his head. "I'm too old to be carried like a baby," he refused it. Ever since he was 10 Quint refused to be carried home by his master.
His master chuckled. "Something wrong in home ? Are you fighting with your mom or sisters ?" he asked. This boy had acted weird since this noon.
Quint shook his head again. "No," he answered shortly.
His master stared at the boy only to see his expressionless face."Okay, but not here. You would get cold if you sleep here. You can sleep on my couch if don't feel like going home," his master finally agreed.
"Thank you, Master," Quint said still with his expressionless face. When he was alone, Quint slowly opened his eyes then sighed heavily. To be honest, he still couldn't know how to act if he... A vivid image once again peeked inside his brain. With reddened face, the boy covered his face with both hands. He shook his head hard as wanted to shake the image away.
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Sitting crosslegged on an eight inched diameter of a pole, ten feet off the ground, Quint was doing his morning meditation when his master called him. Quint opened his eyes. "Yes, Master."
"I knew you were here," his master said. It had been almost a month this boy being extra diligent in practicing. He was already here right after breakfast and only stopped when the night was very very old. He was even often slept over at his couch.
Actually this man was suspicious that his favorite disciple was running away from something, or maybe someone, at his home. But he didn't bother it since this extra diligent made a positive effect on the boy's skill and power.
At the age of 12, this little boy had advanced himself on all top level both defensive and offensive techniques, reached ninth level of physical strength, and now was accumulating his spiritual power to break through the third level. With him, the boy currently creating his signature movements and ultimate attacks. They were all necessary to prepare him for the big competition that he would join several months later.
"Are you going to practice here all day again ?" his master asked. Quint nodded. "Okay, then I will leave the door opened."
"Are you about to go somewhere, Master ?" Quint asked.
His master frowned a little. "Did you forget ? Today Mila will leave for college. I will drive her and your parents to airport."
His master's answer genuinely surprised the boy. "Mi.. Mila is leaving ??"
"Didn't she tell you already ?" his master asked him back. Since he knew Quint was close to his eldest sister, his master thought the boy had already been informed by the girl.
Without answering his master, Quint jumped down and ran out from the dojo, went straight into his house. As his steps were getting closer to the room, Quint's steps were getting slower as his heart was beating faster. The door was slightly opened. This time, Quint knocked the door.
"Come in," Mila's voice was heard. Hesitantly, Quint opened the door. When the door was opened, he could see Mila's wide smile already awaited him. "Hi, Little Bro.. Come in," Mila greeted him and requested him to enter the room at once.
Quint's eyes explored the room, and stopped at the three big luggages near the night stand. "Are you.. really leaving ?" Quint asked. He couldn't hide the sadness in his voice.
His sister shrugged and raised her eyebrows. "Yeah.. I'm going to Y University for college," she answered.
Quint nodded his head few times in gloom.
"Hey.. I will be back on holiday and summer break," Mila said to cheer him up.
Quint forced his lips to form a thin smile.
"Beside.. you will be busy practicing anyway," his sister continued, added a thin grin to tease him.
Hearing that, Quint awkwardly lowered his head.
Mila giggled. She then approached Quint who was still standing in front of the door. After closing the door, Mila embraced Quint on his shoulder and guided him to sit on her bed. she then sat herself beside him.
"Mom said you are preparing to enter the competition. That's why you've practiced a lot this summer," Mila said.
Quint glanced at her in surprised. "You know the competition ?" he asked. His master said it was a secret competition. Only the greatest talents and prodigies of the country could know and enter it.
Mila nodded unchantantly. "Mom asked me to join it few years ago," she said then threw her back to the bed. "But I refused it," she continued.
Quint, following her, laying his side body on the bed, facing Mila. "Why ?"
Mila stared at him deeply. "Tell me Quint.. do you really wanna be a soldier ?" she instead asked.
Quint said yes in determinant.
"Why ?" Mila asked, still staring at him deeply.
Her stare made him nervous. He turned his head to face the ceiling before answering, "Because.. I want to protect mom .." He glanced at Mila again, "and you.."
Mila opened her mouth, but didn't say a thing.. She only rubbed his hair gently. "Thanks," she murmured, then putting her gaze back to Quint's eyes only to catch him glancing way below her eyes.To her chest area to be exact.
Mila stretched her left arm, deliberately disrupted the boy's sight with something she wore on her arm. Silver bracelet studded with pearl-white teeth.
"You wear it !" Quint exclaimed with eyes wide opened.
Mila nodded. she brought her arm before her eyes to admire the bracelet.
"I collected the teeth over passed the years I did camping with master," Quint explained.
"What did you mean ?"
"They were the teeth of animals I had slaughtered," he answered truthfully, but then he looked at the girl in nervousness, waiting for her reaction. "Did you feel disgust by it ?"
Mila shook her head, still looking at her bracelet. "It's beautiful. I love it," she said, then turned to catch Quint's gaze toward her. Slowly, she put her lips over his and kissed gently. "Thank you."
Quint couldn't say a word. He was so dumbstruck by the kiss.
Mila smiled. "You liked it ?" she asked.
"Wh..What ?" Quint asked back.
"The kiss."
Quint was stunned once again. "Y.. Yes."
"Then.. why don't you kiss me back ?"
Quint just stared at her blankly, didn't believe what he heard. But a second later, nervously, he enclosed the gap between him and Mila and pressed her lips with his.
Mila chuckled. She then open her lips a little and started nibbling his lips. Quint absentmindedly followed her move, When she sucked his lips, he would also did it to her.
Mila released her lips from him after sometimes. "Your first time ?" she asked. Quint shyly nodded. Mila giggled. "You need a lot of practice," she said teasingly.
Once again, Milai caught Quint's slight glance on her chest. "You wanna see them again ?" she suddenly asked.
Quint gasped. "N.. Noo.." Quint quickly rejected, but his eyes couldn't be shifted from her chest.
Mila smiled then slowly opened few top buttons of her shirt. Quint gulped nervously. He even almost chocked when Mila unhooked her bra, releasing her breasts to be seen nakedly by Quint.
"You like what you see ?" Mila asked. Still glued on the view in front of him Quint only nodded. Mila giggled again. She then reached his hand and put it on her breast.
Quint gasped. But hearing Mila moaned when he squeezed it a little, he was getting more excited to play with those beautiful mountains of her.
Quint was indulging himself playing with Mila's boobs when he suddenly felt a great pleasure surged in his brain. Only a second later he realized the cause of it. Mila's hand was pumping back and fro his little shaft.
The pleasure was increasing and soon overwhelmed him as Mila's hand movement was fastened. He felt his whole body was heating, even his face was a hot flush. He released his hands from her boobs to cover his face. One hand covered his eyes while his lips was biting his other lower arm to muffle his moans.
Soon enough, Quint could no longer hold himself. He released himself under Mila's cup with muffled scream. His face was ripe-tomato red. He covered his face in shame. Several seconds later, Mila opened his hands and placed a soft kiss on his lips.
"You work hard for the competition, okay.. Every time you are the first ranking of your grade on the competition, we will practice more," she whispered near his ear.
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