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Spirited	By : Kali Category: Beyblade > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2015 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Kali
Notes:� Entered in the Ultimate TyKa Fanfiction Contest at www.KaiTaka.net.� I�m
back!� Yes, and Kali brings you the
sequel (of a sort) to Haunted!� So you are correct if you assume this is a
seasonal fic.�
XD� Why is this a sort of, kind of,
type sequel?� Because it is merely
following the plot device of using ghosts, spirits, specters,
poltergeists�whatever you wanna call �em, and the places they tend to, well, haunt.� This means that the actual plot of Haunted is not involved in this new fic whatsoever.�
Confused yet?� I think you�ll get
the idea once you read on.� So!� Enjoy!

Disclaimer:� Kali does not own Beyblade or its
characters.� We just borrow them because
we love them so much to write stuff.� Stuff
that fans like to read (we hope�)!

Also, Kali does not own The X-Files or
the episode �How the Ghosts Stole Christmas� (season 06 � best freakin� season, not to mention Christmas episode) which
heavily influenced this fic.

Warnings:� Shonen-ai, adult
language, suspenseful situations, and indecent amount of fluff � because �tis
the season, after all.

Pairing:� TyKa!

Summary:� On their way home from a training camp to
celebrate the holidays with their families, the BBA Revolution�s bus breaks
down miles from assistance�except for that dilapidated, gothic, spooky looking
house up on the hill�� Who will be brave
enough to risk going for help?� And what
will they find?

Special thanks to Ty_ping,
for giving me the idea I so desperately needed to write this, and to TechnoRanma for putting together the contest.

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Chapter 01:

�� Twas
the night before Christmas�

�� On a long, winding
road through the countryside, on a dark, cold, windy night.� One in which it was beginning to snow, softly
falling white fluff that was dusting the world in a blanket of white.

�� A small bus
lumbered carefully down the highway, driven by a BBA driver and filled with the
teens who comprised the former World Champion Bladebreakers � plus Hilary and
Daichi.� The group of bladers were at a
special winter training camp somewhere up in the wilds of Mount Fuji (who knew
there was wilderness up there?)
almost two weeks ago, and now they were on their way home for the holiday
season.

�� In the back seats,
the teens were all turned toward each other while listening to Hilary begin to
spin a spooky tale with avid interest.�
Even Kai (who sat in the back corner against the window pretending he
didn�t care, as usual) was listening to the stories the others told in an
attempt to out-do each other.� Such were
the eternal competitive spirits of his friends.

�� Someone remind me
why we�re telling ghost stories?� It�s
Christmas, not Halloween!�� Kenny
grumbled, trying to hide behind his laptop to hide the shivers.� He hated spooky stuff � just that much more
since they�re run-in with the Dark Bladers a few years ago during that first
year of blading together.

�� Because ghosts are
cool!�� Max exclaimed, blue eyes bright
in the low light that barely lit up their half of the bus.

�� And because it�s
more fun.�� Tyson agreed with mock
solemnity.� �Christmas stories are nice,
and sappy, and that�s great�but scary stories are much more entertaining!�

�� Rei patted Kenny on
the shoulder. ��Besides, Chief, there
isn�t much else we can do now that it�s dark out.� We can�t read without killing our eyes, and
we don�t have one of those DVD players for cars or something, so��

�� Daichi tilted his
head at the group.� �Is Kenny scared of
ghosts?�

�� Hilary sighed and
nodded sadly.� �Are you, Daichi?� �Cause I know some pretty terrifying
tales!�� Her expression turned slightly
wicked.� Daichi, however, made a face.

�� I can handle
it!� I�m a World Champion blader, after
all!�

�� Kai nudged Tyson in
the ribs with an elbow before he could make a response that would undoubtedly
start an argument.� �Don�t even,
Kinomiya.�� He ignored the pout that
stuck Tyson�s bottom lip out in a way that was far to enticing for Kai�s
comfort.

�� How far do we have
to go, anyway?�� Daichi wondered, trying
to peer out a window as if he might see a landmark that would tell him where
they were � not that he could see through the snow and darkness.

�� Not much farther,
Daichi.�� The driver heard him and
answered.� �Maybe�an hour and a
half?� Depends on if this snow gets
worse.�

�� Hilary joined
Daichi in trying to see out the window, nodding.� �Okay.�
I recognize this area.� I had an
aunt who used to live out here.� We
visited her quite often.�� Then she
grinned.� �Perfect!� I know just the story to tell you boys.� It�s about the house my aunt lived in.�

�� Tyson and Max
leaned forward eagerly and Rei rolled his eyes.�
Kenny nervously played with his glasses, then got up and said, �I�m just
going to�go sit over here for a while,� before he escaped.� Kai cracked an eye open, but that was the
extent of his outward interest.� Daichi
just sat up in his seat on Tyson�s other side and demanded, �Get on with it,
hag!�

�� The brunette
swatted him over the head but otherwise ignored his insults.� She was far too used to them by now.� Settling into her role as storyteller, Hilary
began her tale.

�Picture,
if you will, a nice, comfortable house with a cozy veranda, some big trees in
the front yard and well-kept hedges surrounding the property.� It�s a large house, lots of rooms, tastefully
decorated but still has a homey feeling.�
It stood just outside of town, a mere half-hour�s walk away.� This house belongs to a newly wedded
couple.� They were quite young to be
getting married, some said, but the fact was they�d been sweethearts since
childhood.�

�� Hey!� I thought this was a ghost story!�� Daichi complained.� �Not a stupid girly romance novel!�

�� Shut it,
Daichi!�� Hilary snapped back.� �I�m setting up the characters and the
mood!� Now keep quiet!�

�� Shhh�� Max shushed the youngest of their teammates.� �Give her a chance.�

�� Daichi scowled, but
kept quiet.� Eyeing him, Hilary
continued.

�It
was Christmas of 1950, just after WWII.�
He was a handsome man � smart, generous, kind, and strong � but he�d injured
his leg in an accident once when he was much younger, and it kept him out of
the War.� His name was Ryou.� His beloved
wife was Isae, a pretty young woman who loved her
husband and her home very much.� By this
time, the country was in deep grief and mired in anger and horror, as the
recovery from the bombs dropped on Hiroshima and Nagasaki had only just
begun.� Times were dark, and life was
difficult, but this couple was fortunate to have inherited the house from Isae�s grandmother when they married � a dowry, of
sorts.� So while many had little to
nothing to call home, Ryou and Isae
were extremely lucky.

�With
the state of affairs here at the time, the lovers were often confronted with
fear and despair.� Life was so uncertain,
despite that they were together, healthy, and with more shelter than most could
claim.� They feared losing one another
for any reason � from illness, to accidents, to war.� It wasn�t just the lovers�everyone was
afraid.� But the fear of others didn�t do
anything to assuage the fears Ryou and Isae shared, instead making them worse.� Finally it became too much for them, and they
formed a lovers� pact so that they could spend eternity together.�

�� A lovers�
pact?� What�s that?�� Daichi interrupted.

�� Shh!� Never
mind.�� Tyson shushed him
impatiently.� This story was getting
good.� He�d never admit it aloud, but
Hilary had a flair for storytelling.

�� It means they
swore an oath to each other to be together forever, and it means
they�died.�� Rei hesitated to explain the
idea of a murder-suicide to the youth.

�� Died?�� Interested now, Daichi looked around at them
searching for more clarification.� �How?�

�� That�s the story,
Daichi!�� Hilary grinned, eyes
sparkling.� �Now let me finish!�

�They
decided that they would die together, and would spend the rest of eternity in
their beautiful home together.� On
Christmas Eve, Ryou took his father�s pistol from the
safe before joining his wife in their bedroom.�
Then he first shot Isae before shooting himself.� They died together as they�d wanted, and
their deaths left a mark on the house that remains even to his day.� It�s even cursed!� No couple who has lived in that house since
has lived longer than a year.� Many more
deaths have occurred in that house, and strange things are always
happening.� Noises, moved objects,
strange lights, cold breezes, weird smells��
People in the area agree the place is haunted.�

�� Wo-ow�� Max�s eyes
were wide.� �That�s fantastic!� I wish we could stop at this house and investigate!�

�� Me too!�� Tyson agreed, his own eyes gleaming.� Rei smiled at them fondly, shaking his head.

�� You guys are such
suckers.� There�s no such thing as
ghosts.�� Kai stated.

�� Are you
kidding?� Hello?� Dark Bladers?�� Tyson stared at him incredulously.

�� They weren�t
ghosts.� I hesitate to even call them
something supernatural � other than lunatics.��
Kai scoffed, turning away to stare out the window � thus avoiding
Tyson�s returning pout.

�� So does anyone
know why they chose Christmas?�� Max asked,
curiously.

�� Hmm�� Hilary
pondered that, shrugging.� �I don�t think
anyone knows for sure, but I would say�with the way things were back then, and
the fact that it was a time of year when things aren�t supposed to be dark and unhappy��

�� Ah.� That makes sense.� I suppose waiting for New Years� wouldn�t
really work as well, would it?�

�� No.� Not especially.�

�� Does anyone still
live there?�� Daichi asked.

�� I don�t think
so.� My aunt moved in with my other aunt
and her family last year.� She�s a
widow.� �Hilary added, thoughtfully.� �She only lived in the house for a year.� Said it was too big and lonely for one
person.�

�� Maybe the ghosts
scared her away.�� Tyson grinned.� Hilary rolled her eyes.

�� Don�t be an
idiot.�

�� He can�t help
it.�� Kai snorted, crimson eyes
flickering toward his rival in amusement.

�� No, I can�t�� HEY!�

�� Suddenly the bus
lurched, tossing everyone to one side.

�� Ouch!�

�� Daichi!� Get your butt outta
my face!�

�� Noooo!� My laptop!�

�� Kinomiya, watch
the knee!�

�� Is anyone
hurt?�� The driver inquired once the bus
came to a stop.� Thankfully, the bus was
still upright on all four wheels, and no one was reporting any serious injuries
� just bumps and bruises.

�� Nah.� We�re okay.�
We�ve had worse blading.�� Rei
dusted his clothes off, helping Max to his feet, then Hilary.� Kenny was staring mournfully at his laptop,
which had gotten tossed to the floor rather harshly.� Daichi lay on his back, sprawled over the seat
in a daze, but otherwise just fine.

�� Tyson was staring
down at Kai, who he�d been thrown on top of when the bus lurched.� Kai was staring back, frozen in place and
unable to say anything � or perhaps unwilling to say anything.� The bluenette swallowed thickly and murmured,
�You okay?�

�� Fine.�� Kai replied softly.� �You?�

�� Good.� Fine.��
They stared at each other a moment longer until a hesitant cough broke
through their moment.

�� Uh�guys?� You hurt?��
Rei peered down at them over the back of the bus seat.

�� No.�� Kai snapped, glaring at both Rei and the warm,
toned body on top of him.� �Get the hell
off!�

�� Sorry!� Sorry!��
Tyson scrambled away, face turning rather red.

�� What
happened?�� Daichi was asking of the
driver.

�� I don�t know.� It just suddenly started acting strangely and
I could barely keep enough control on these icy roads to keep us on the
road.� Then it just�died.�� The driver was shaking his head, trembling a
little from the near-miss.

�� I�d better take a
look.�� Daichi followed the driver and
stepped off the bus.� Rei pulled out a
flashlight from an overhead compartment marked with a big red cross.

�� There�s a first
aid kit in there, and some emergency supplies.�
Go through and see if there�s anything we can use.� I�ll be back��
They�ll need light.�� He hurried
after them.

�� Well.�� Hilary sighed and sat down heavily.� �That was certainly not fun.� I�m glad no one�s hurt.�

�� Me, too.�� Max nodded, looking over at Tyson when a loud
curse lit up the bus interior.�
�Tyson?� What�s up?�

�� Oh, nothing.�� Tyson was curled up in the opposite corner
away from Kai, staring at his hand.� �I
must have bumped my hand or something earlier.�
I�m fine.�

�� Max slipped over to
see for himself.� �Let me see?�

�� It�s fine,
Max.�� Tyson protested, trying to keep it
away from the blonde who was trying to make a grab for his hand and inspect the
damage.� �Come on, stop that!�

�� Just let
me�oh!� Damn, Tyson�� That�s gotta
hurt.�� Draciel�s
blader winced at the bruising over Tyson�s wrist and up the side of his
forearm.

�� What?�� Hilary and Kenny crowded around Max to look
over the seat at Tyson.

�� Yikes!�

�� Tyson, you�re not
fine!� That�s bad!� That�s your launch hand, too!�� Kenny exclaimed.

�� This got Kai�s
attention (he who had been doing his best to pretend he hadn�t been plastered to the seat beneath the star of his every
hope and dream), and as the former captain � not to mention Tyson�s top rival �
he was across the bus and next to the injured bluenette in seconds, gently but
firmly pushing up Tyson�s sleeve to look for himself.� �Why didn�t you say anything sooner?�� He demanded, carefully turning Tyson�s
arm.� �Look at this!� You�re not going to be able to hold a
launcher for weeks with this!�

�� It�s not that bad�� was the weak protest.

�� Hilary suddenly
thrust the first aid kit at Kai, pulling out emergency splints and a tensor
bandage.� �Here, hold that.� I�ll wrap it so he can�t move it and make it
worse.�

�� Give it here.� I�ll do it.��
Kai shoved it back at her and took the stuff, applying the splints in a
surprisingly professional manner and wrapping the bandage just as
professionally.� Neither he nor Tyson
noticed the other three silently disappear to the front of the bus.� �Well, all I can say is you�re lucky it�s the
holidays, Kinomiya.� At least there
aren�t any tournaments that you�ll be missing because of this.�

�� It�s not like I
did it on purpose.�

�� I didn�t say
anything of the sort.� It wasn�t your
fault.� I�m just saying you�re lucky.�

�� Tyson sighed.� Having this much of Kai�s attention on him �
when they weren�t in the middle of a battle � was nerve-wrangling in an
exciting, terrifying, I want him to never
stop touching me kind of way.� It
happened so infrequently that it was mildly scary.� Kai was always so intense in everything he
did, and the only time Tyson was used to dealing with it focused on himself was
during a battle.� Outside the stadium was
a whole �nother kettle of fish.

�� Rei came bounding
back inside with Daichi, rubbing his hands together and blowing on them to warm
them up.� �Wow, is it chilly out there!�

�� So what�s
up?�� Max asked.

�� Not entirely
sure.� But the driver thinks we�ll need a
tow truck and a new ride.�� The
raven-haired teen hugged himself.�
Unfortunately, it�s quite a hike into town from here.�

�� Daichi glanced at
him.� �What about that house we saw?� There were lights on.�

�� I didn�t see any
lights�� Rei shook his head.� �Besides,
it looked kind of�condemned.�

�� There were
lights!� I swear!�

�� Wouldn�t hurt to
go check it out.�� Max pointed out.� �At least if there is someone there, we can ask
to borrow their phone to call for help.�

�� They all looked out
the bus windows at the blowing snow that was less than welcoming.

�� Sooo�� Max drawled.

�� Who�s going to
go?�� Daichi wondered.

�� No way.� I�m not dressed for this weather.�� Hilary pointed at her shoes � strappy sandals
with a heel.

�� Uh�my laptop is
very delicate.� It wouldn�t survive the
cold.�� Kenny bowed out.

�� I�ll stay here to
help the driver.� Maybe we can find the
problem and fix it.�� Rei shrugged when
the others looked at him.� �What?� I don�t see any of the rest of you with any
practical mechanical knowledge.�

�� Max sighed.� �Well, I guess I�ll��

�� You�ll all stay
here.�� Kai announced, unceremoniously
getting up and heading for the front of the bus.� Tyson frowned, following closely behind the
others as they followed Kai.

�� Are you sure,
Kai?� I�ll come with.�� Max offered, though he wasn�t really keen on
the idea.

�� No, you all stay
here.� Look after Tyson.� Make sure he doesn�t do something stupid.�

�� Hey!�

�� Kai stepped off the
bus out into the snowy night and disappeared.�
While the others stood around trying to figure out what to do while they
waited, they failed to comply with Kai�s half-kidding order to keep an eye on
their World Champion.

�� So no one noticed
when Tyson slipped away and followed Kai out into the white darkness and down
the long drive up to the seemingly abandoned house in the middle of nowhere.

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Kali endnotes: Happy
Holidays, everyone!� I hope this
unconventional seasonal fic rekindles some of that good
ole TyKa fandom love!�
I also hope everyone hasn�t overdone the turkey and stuffing� lol� More coming
soon!� Thanks for reading, and don�t
forget to R/R!!!!
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