From the Beginning

Chapter 1: Cake

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The lights to a hillside mansion flicked on once the sun set behind the horizon.  Guests began to arrive for a night of celebration, as the heated day cooled off with some light breezes.  Music was blasting in the background as partygoers moved their bodies in rhythm, dancing near the pool.  The smell of alcohol and sweat filled the air, allowing their drunken selves to take over and enjoy the moment.  A couple of women donning sexy laced swimsuits and short skirts ground their voluptuous bodies together with Bowen Wang, the birthday boy.

            Barely turning 22 years old, he was already the CEO of a video game company.  His series of Heaven's Clouds RPG games became the top sellers five times in a row.  Bowen was a social butterfly, who could sweet talk anyone into complying with his wishes.  His good looks certainly played a big part in getting what he wanted as well.  He had a small face, fair skin, a pair of almond-shaped eyes which slanted upward slightly with dark brows which accentuated them, and a high, straight nose with a fleshy tip. 

            Like those his age, Bowen wasn't afraid to take risks just for fun.  He loved motorbike and car racing, skateboarding, skiing, dancing, and singing.  Most of all, he loved spending time with his housemate, Skye, who was also his company partner.  Nothing could compare with the way Skye's bright smile thrilled his heart; not even his favorite motorbike racing.  To Bowen, Skye was the most beautiful person in his world.  The man had a pair of thick eyebrows, large, double layered, long eyes, a slender bridged fleshy nose, and well defined shapely lips.  He had a tiny mole to the left of his bottom lip, which Bowen thought was tremendously sexy.

            Skye was a tad taller than Bowen but not as muscular.  Being a few years older, Skye had a more mature approach to doing things.  He was the type who would rather stay quiet if he didn't have to speak and thought things thoroughly before he opened his mouth.  His version of fun was trying out new recipes from a cookbook, sketching new designs for their games, knitting scarves for Bowen, sewing Bowen's torn clothing, and playing with their two cats.  Skye wasn't much of a partygoer, but he would accompany Bowen to various parties in order to make him happy.  With a caring personality and the capability of tackling many difficult tasks at once; Skye was the balance Bowen needed to run a successful business.

            Water from the pool was being splashed onto Bowen, so he jumped back to avoid being hit.  His toned body peeked through his wet, silky white shirt and his blue jeans, torn at the knees, became partially soaked.  Combing his wet tresses with his fingers, Bowen continued to dance with the girls who surrounded him.

            Suddenly, the music halted and the lights turned off, leaving only the one shining at Bowen on.  Skye pushed a cart holding a three-layered cake out and situated it in front of Bowen.  The cake had a track running from the first layer all the way to the top, with a blue motorbike at the finish line.  Bowen's eyes lit up when Skye started singing him a birthday song while everyone joined in. 

            "Make a wish," Skye said.

            Nodding, Bowen clapped his hands together and shut his eyes to make his wish before blowing out the candles.  Smiling, he mouthed 'thank you' to Skye.

            "Happy birthday..." Skye glided a finger over the side of the cake to gather some cream and dabbed it on Bowen's face. 

            "Aiyoh, ge!  Why are you wasting a good cake on my face?" Bowen attempted to avoid further attacks and decided to return the favor.  He scooped an entire chunk of cream with his hand and chased after Skye.