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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.� Hey,
all!� I hope everyone had a wonderful and
happy New Year�s!� I�m taking my time
with this one, as it�s a new genre for me.

Kali�s never
written anything quite like this before�call it an experiment.� Happy reading!

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� 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!

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 02:

�� Kai shrugged his
shoulders, hunching a little further into his coat against the brisk winter
wind.� Trudging (actually, he preferred
�stomping�) through the fresh white powder of snow up the long, winding drive,
he wondered why he always managed to get himself into these situations.� No,
he corrected himself, why I let Tyson
get me into these situations.� And
what was all that back on the bus?� Come
to think of it, there were an awful lot of these intense non-battle moments
occurring between Tyson and himself lately, and Kai had no idea where they were
coming from.� Seemed like every time that
the two were near each other (again, in a non-combative way) they ended up in a
place all their own, like the world around them melted away into stars and
water and sand and heat�� Kai took a
shaky breath, pulling his thoughts away from that direction.� He stopped and looked up at the rather large
house on the hill he�d just climbed, taking in its imposing presence, the heavy
silence of the falling snow and eeriness of the atmosphere.� Frowning, he looked around.� He didn�t think anyone lived here.� For one thing, there were no lights on, not
to mention how ready the building looked to just fall down around him if he so
much as sneezed on it.

�� Suddenly the
crunching sound of footsteps in the snow broke the quiet and Kai tensed,
turning slowly to look behind himself.�
Immediately he scowled and growled at the shivering bluenette that was
shuffling toward him.� �Kinomiya!� Get your ass back to the bus!�

�� I wasn�t going to
sit around back there while you were running around up here all alone,
Kai.�� Tyson reasoned, trying not to make
an automatic sniping comment about Kai and where his orders could go.� �Besides, the others would have done nothing
but hover and I�m not that badly hurt.�
It�s just my wrist��

�� Tyson, that you�re
hurt at all means you shouldn�t be here.�
You should stay where it�s warm and safe, not be gallivanting about in
the night in a blizzard.�� Kai didn�t
know why he bothered to scold him, since Tyson never listened to him
anyway.� �And I don�t need your help.�

�� Tyson sighed as Kai
turned away and looked back up at the house.�
No, of course you don�t.� You never need me outside of a beybattle.� He thought, wishing he had the guts to say
things like that out loud.� �Well,
tough.� I�m here and I�m not walking back
there now.�� He sidled up to his rival
and joined him in studying the house.� �Although�I�m
thinking this place is very uninhabited � by the living.�

�� Kai rolled his
eyes.� �Oh please.� I know you actually believe in that stuff,
but don�t let it run away with your common sense, Kinomiya.�� He blinked as a light turned on in an upper
window, the glow muted by the falling snow.�
�See?� Obviously someone�s home.�

�� Apparently.�� The bluenette raised an eyebrow but didn�t
make the response that the �someone� had to be nuts to be living in a place
like this.� He hurried after Kai as the
older blader started toward the wood steps leading up to the front door.� �Kai�I don�t know about this.�

�� We just need to
make a phone call.� We�ll knock, ask,
make the call, and get out, alright?��
Beginning to feel a tad frustrated with this overly cautious version of
his friend, Kai put a hand to the handrail and slowly mounted the steps � which
creaked and groaned under his weight with every step he took.� Tyson followed, each of his steps taken
nervously.

�� It would be a nice
place once it got fixed up a little.�� He
commented, pretending he wasn�t freaking out.�
The atmosphere of this creepy joint was giving his nerves a workout.

�� Kai ignored him and
went up to the door.� He reached out and
went to press the doorbell but stopped when he realized�there wasn�t one.� �Um��
Shrugging, his hand diverted to deliver a smart set of knocks to the door
instead.� �I guess they don�t bother with
modern amenities.�

�� What?�� Tyson came up beside him and tried peering
through a window next to the door.� �I
can�t see any�� he began, but was interrupted as the door suddenly swung
open.� Light poured out the open doorway,
illuminating Kai.� �Oh.�

�� There�s�no one
here.�� Kai stated, frowning.� Tyson looked around the doorframe into the
front hall.� �Let�s check it out.�

�� Whoa, now, wait a
second!�� Tyson grabbed onto his jacket
sleeve with his good hand and clung.� �Are
you nuts?� I know you�re brave and have
all kinds of great survival skills and stuff�but Kai, even I wouldn�t go into a strange house like this.�

�� And what if
someone is in there and needs
help?� Let�s just take a quick look.�� Kai turned and gripped Tyson�s shoulders and
looked him in the eye.� �Where�s the
Kinomiya that faces anything that gets in his path?� You�re not a coward, so either come with me,
or get your ass back to the bus.�

�� Unable to come up
with a better idea or protest, Tyson reluctantly followed Kai into the house.

�� The foyer was lit
up by very low lighting from old-fashioned light fixtures on the walls.� It was warm enough inside to be comfortable
without their jackets, but neither was about to take them off.

�� Wow.� This place is pretty fancy � in an old kind
of way.�� Tyson said, glancing around at
the rather intricate architectural details to the woodwork.� �I haven�t seen such crazy stuff since I was
a kid, and Gramps and Dad were remodeling the house.�

�� Kai sniffed
indelicately, interested, but not actually impressed.� �It�s fairly common in old houses,
Kinomiya.� And anyway, weren�t you the
one who didn�t want to come in here?�

�� Pouting, Tyson
shrugged and looked around again.� �It�s
odd that no one was at the door when it opened.�
So how did it open?�� This place
made him uneasy.

�� Maybe it wasn�t
actually latched properly and a draft pulled it open.�� Kai did his own cursory glance around the
foyer.� �Hello?� Anyone home?��
he called, hoping to hear an answer.

�� Uh, we�re sorry
for disturbing you so late, but our bus broke down on the highway, and we need
to call a mechanic or someone.�� Tyson
added.� They listened closely, but no one
replied.� �Hello?�

�� About to say no one
was home, Kai opened his mouth.� He
abruptly closed it at the � at first � faint sound of footsteps slowly thudding
across the floor from somewhere upstairs.�
Or at least, it sounded like footsteps.

�� Kai��

�� Yeah.�

�� Should we�?�

�� Yeah.�

�� Damn.� I was hoping you wouldn�t say that.�

�� Kai just went to
the simple staircase that went up, curved right, and continued on to the
upstairs landing.� �Come on,
Kinomiya.� I want to get to the bottom of
this.�� Tugging on Tyson by the wrist, he
directed the bluenette upwards.� �Just
come on!�

�� There was a lot of
dust on the banister railings, on the walls, and rising up from the hardwood
floors as they walked.� And there were
cobwebs everywhere.� Tyson couldn�t help
commenting on them.� �Kai, I really don�t think anyone has been here
in a long, long time.�

�� Suddenly there was
a loud creaking sound from behind them then a great BANG! as the front door
slammed shut downstairs.� They hurried to
look over the banister down to the main floor, but saw nothing.� Glancing at each other, they shared strange looks.

�� And then the lights
died.

�� Shit.�

�� I TOLD you this
was a bad idea!�

�� Shut up,
Kinomiya.� There�s a storm outside.� The power�s probably gone down
somewhere.� Don�t go getting all excited.�� Kai reasoned, trying to keep Tyson calm � not
to mention his own nerves from jumping out of his skin.

�� Right.�

�� Kai didn�t think he
believed him.� Pulling Tyson away from
the banister, he looked down the darkened hall, trying to see what was down
there. ��I haven�t spotted a phone
yet.� But there may be one in one of
these rooms.� Let�s quickly see if there
is, then check the main floor, and get out of here.�

�� Sure.�� Anything,
Tyson thought, to get the hell out of
here.

�� They slowly crept
down the hall until they found the first door.�
Taking hold of the knob, an old glass kind, Tyson turned his wrist and
pushed the door open warily.� The door
made an eerie creaking noise that sent a shiver straight down Tyson�s spine,
and his hand grabbed onto Kai�s jacket again unconsciously.� This time, though, the dual-haired blader
said nothing and walked into the room to look around, forcing Tyson to come
along.

�� Wow.�� That seemed to be Tyson�s phrase of the day,
even if � in this case � Kai had to agree.�
It was a pretty nice room.� A
study, in fact, that could be reached from a ladder that led down from a small
landing that housed several bookshelves along the walls filled to capacity with
ancient-looking (and smelling) books and tomes.�
The main floor below was lined with more overflowing bookcases, a big
stone fireplace on one wall, and a couple of cozy, over-sized leather armchairs
with a nice, antique side table between them facing the fireplace.� The room was darkened, but there was light
and heat from the roaring fire that was burning merrily away.� It was a very welcoming room, and seemed to
soothe their nerves a little.� �This is
nice.� Hey, there has to be someone here, Kai.� Fires don�t light themselves.�

�� Exactly.� I told you.��
Kai made for the ladder, climbing down.�
�They probably went to find out about the lights or why their front door
was open and closing.� If we wait here,
they�ll be back.�

�� I hope we don�t
get into trouble for wandering around their house uninvited.�� Tyson sighed, following him down.� �Look at all these books!� Have you ever seen so many?�

�� Have you ever been
to a library?�� Kai retorted, voice
dripping with sarcasm.� �At school or the
public one near the dojo?�

�� Scowling, Tyson
shoved his hands in his jacket pockets, wincing slightly as he jarred his injured
one.� �I meant in someone�s house, smart
ass.�

�� Kai nodded at his
hand.� �Be careful with that.� �He warned before wandering over to one
bookshelf, surreptitiously studying the contents.� Tyson watched him, confused (though this was
nothing new).� One minute the guy�s
shooting snarky comments at him and insulting him, the next there�s something
that sounds almost like concern in his voice.�
Storm blue eyes tracked Kai�s movements, noting the stiffness in the
other teen�s shoulders and the strange waves of tension that rolled off him.

�� While Tyson was
trying to puzzle out his former team captain, Kai was busy trying to figure
himself out.� His thoughts whirled along
down various tracks, mostly centering around the strange feelings he was
experiencing around Tyson.� Not strange because
he didn�t know what they were (as he was, by now, very cognizant of what they
were) but because he didn�t know why the feelings were welling up and plaguing
him right now when he really didn�t want to deal with them.� After all, this was a completely inappropriate
time to be pining away and drooling over the one he secretly loved.� And it was making him act erratically, which
even Tyson was bound to notice soon if he didn�t get a hold of his hormones.

�� Tyson rubbed his
arms against the chill of the room, even with the fire going.� Then he realized there was a slight breeze
wafting through the air, ruffling his hair in an almost teasing way.� Frowning, he glanced at the ladder, saying, �Kai,
do you feel that?�� A sudden blur of
movement from the corner of his eye made him whip around to try and see it, but
there was nothing there.� He did,
however, see two other doors in the room that he hadn�t spotted before.� Kai hadn�t moved from where he stood near the
fireplace in front of the same bookcase.

�� Feel what?�� Kai asked absently, pulling a book off the
shelf.

�� There�s something�weird
going on.�� Tyson planted his hands on
his hips.� �And it doesn�t look like
anyone is coming back in here.� I mean,
shouldn�t someone have come in by now?�

�� They could be
having trouble finding their breaker box or something.� They don�t know we�re here, after all.�� Kai pointed out, flipping the book open.� �Would you please chill?�

�� A shudder passed
through the bluenette as that breeze picked up, seeming to flow right through
not only his clothes, but his body as well.�
�I am definitely chilled.�� Not
liking the situation at all, Tyson moved to stand nearer to Kai.� �You know, there�s all kinds of evidence that
ghosts really exist.� People have been
seeing spirits and specters for millennia and there�s always stories about
houses and other buildings being haunted.�
Some people have even managed to get pictures and video footage.�

�� Kai gave him a
raised eyebrow in question.� �So?�

�� So�it seems like
maybe this place would be a prime location for research.� Besides,� Tyson inched closer, looking around
the room over Kai�s shoulder, his back to the bookcase, �this place gives me
the creeps.� I�m pretty sensitive to the
mood of a place, and I don�t like what my radar is picking up around here.�

�� Mood?� Kinomiya, you�ve been watching too much TV
with Max again.� Remind me to cut back on
your TV time when we get home.�� He�d
never admit that the house gave him the heebie-jeebies, too.

�� After a couple more
minutes of, yes, eerie silence, Kai snapped the book shut hard enough to make
Tyson jump nearly out of his skin and latch onto Kai�s arm.� �Ack!� Don�t do that, Kai!�

�� You�re pathetic.�� Putting the book back on the shelf, Kai took
Tyson�s hand firmly in his own and pulled him to a door he spotted in one
corner.� �Let�s see if we can find
whoever lives here or that phone.� We can�t
spend any more time standing around while the others are stuck out there in the
storm.�

�� Relieved � and with
an odd, tingly warmth filling him at the sensation of Kai�s hand wrapped
snuggly around his � Tyson didn�t fight Kai�s determined stride to the door,
which he quickly opened and passed through.

�� Only to stop dead
on the other side and stare in both consternation and confusion.� �What the�?�

�� Kai?�� Tyson looked over Kai�s shoulder and his hand
tightened around Kai�s in shock.� ��the
hell?� Weren�t we just�� he looked back
over his own shoulder at the room they just left.

�� Which was the
exactly the same room they�d just entered from the other door.

�� Okay.� This is weird.�

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Kali endnotes: Ooooh, I wonder what other sorts of spookiness the house
will throw at our heroes?� Stay tuned!
More coming soon! Thanks for reading, and don�t forget to R/R!!!!
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