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Hallowed	By : Kali Category: Beyblade > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4746 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Authoress� Notes: Part 03!
Sorry it�s taking so long, everyone.
It�s crunch time in university for me
so�yeah. Stick with it! For those who don�t have a clue about
Halloween, I hope I�m able to educate you a little with this chapter�but even I
don�t know everything. I just wanted to
give everyone a little history and overview of it, help you understand some of
it better.

Disclaimer: Don�t
own! Don�t sue!

Warnings: Yaoi,
language, fluffiness, etc. FF.Net
readers: if you�re looking for the
NC-17 version of this fic, go to either my homepage
(see my bio), Only TyKa Hotness, or Mediaminer.org (FireKali).

Pairing: TyKa! Hints
of ReMa and Kenny/Hilary, too.

~ Hallowed ~

Part 03

It only took an hour and a half of
following Tyson around for Kai to get bored.
He did realize that everything might
have been more interesting if he knew more about this semi-holiday these people
were making such a big deal about. Like
many foreign people, Kai only knew that Halloween was a day where children (and
adults for that matter) would put on costumes and run from door to door in
their towns asking for candy by saying �trick or treat!� and that Halloween was
supposed to be a spooky night for reasons Kai didn�t understand.

�I don�t get it.� He muttered for the millionth time as he and
Tyson left yet another store that had caught the bluenette�s
attention. This time it was a music
store and Tyson had just had to buy a couple of CDs. Actually, Kai hadn�t minded that so much, and
he�d found a CD for himself. It was better than the last store. He thought with a shudder. That
costume place was insane! So crowded and
all those masks and things were very unnerving.

At least he�d managed to keep Tyson
from buying anything from there.

�Okay, already, Kai!� Tyson rolled his eyes in exasperation. �I get it!
You don�t have to keep repeating yourself.�

�Do you get it?� Kai demanded.

�Not really. But it doesn�t matter! It�s about the fun, Kai. Lighten up, would you?�

The crimson eyed blader just grunted
and kept walking, making Tyson sigh and hurry after him.

They walked for another five minutes
until they reached the end of the street.
As they were waiting for the lights to change so they could cross, Tyson
spotted as tore that he just had to go into � well, make that two stores.

�Hey! A hobby shop that sells Beyblade
stuff!� He exclaimed,
pointing. Kai looked and finally showed
some interest.

�Now that�s more like it.� He declared, stepping off the sidewalk as the �walk� light lit up. �We�re going in there for sure.�

�Well, I really want to go to the
one next to it.� Tyson glanced from one
building to the next as they stopped outside the Hobby Shop. �After all, we get our gear and stuff
directly from the BBA and even then Kenny does his thing and personalizes
everything for us. What could we
possibly find in there?�

�I don�t know, Kinomiya. That�s the fun part you keep telling me I
need to have.� Kai shot back. �What�s the other one supposed to sell?�

�I think it�s a new age store. You know � the kind that sells crystals,
tarot cards, candles, books, etc.�

The older teen gave him a look. �What
could you possibly want in there?�

�I just want to look! Maybe I�ll find some cool souvenirs for the
others.� Tyson huffed defensively.

�Tyson, you already bought each of
them those little pins of ghosts and those miniature fake pumpkins with the
weird faces carved into them.�

�So?
Max and Rei couldn�t come so I�ll bring them
back lots of stuff, and the same for Kenny and Hilary since the Chief was too
freaked about coming here.�

�Whatever.� Kai sighed in resignation, turning to go into
the hobby shop. �It�s your waste of
money.�

�Wet blanket. I�ll be in this store if you�re done here
before I am.� Tyson huffed again and
went his separate way. Kai rolled his
eyes and went inside to browse for blade parts.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

As Tyson stepped over the threshold
and into the store, aptly named Mystic
Illusions, accompanied by a tinkling noise from the door chimes above his
head, he felt like he�d entered a whole new world.

The building itself was old, which
Tyson had known from its appearance outside.
Inside it seemed even older.
Everything was made of wood � the floor, the walls, the ceiling (which
was vaulted) the shelves � everything.
And it was quite obvious that the wood had been around for a very long
time, not only by how it looked but by how the store smelled of old wood.

It was also quiet inside. The bluenette realized he couldn�t hear any
of the sounds and noises of the world outside.
The only thing he could hear was a soft melody of music coming from the
counter toward the back of the store, upon which sat a small CD player.

And it was quite dark compared to
the brightness of the afternoon sun outside.
Unlike the other shops and stores he�d been in today, this one wasn�t
being illuminated by florescent or halogen lighting. There were only a few regular electric lamps
scattered around the place and quite a few candles lit to brighten the interior
up.

Intrigued, Tyson moved slowly among
the shelves, browsing idly with interest.
He found a display of brightly coloured stones and crystals. He became so absorbed that he failed to
notice the pair of bright emerald green eyes staring down at him from just
above his head.

Choosing a crystal piece for himself
and each of his teammates (even Kai, who wouldn�t buy
a souvenir for himself if his life depended on it), Tyson accidentally dropped
one on the floor. �Oops.� He said, bending to pick it up and put it
back.

As his hand closed around the
crystal, a black blur suddenly leapt down from above and landed on him,
knocking him over to do a face plant on the wooden floor. Tyson yelped and groaned as he sat up. �Itai�my nose!� He raised a hand to gingerly poke at it and
came away with a bit of blood on his fingers.
�Gweat. A bwoody
node.� (1)

�Merow?�

Tyson blinked, feebly reaching into
his coat pocket for a tissue and pinching his nose to try and stop the
bleeding. He turned his head and glared
into those emerald eyes that belonged to a very black cat.

�Hello? Is there someone�oh! Oh dear��
A young woman appeared at Tyson�s side, crouching down next to him. �Are you okay? What happened?�

�Dat.� Tyson
pointed at the cat. �Jumbed on me.�

The woman looked at the cat and
scolded it softly. �Nicodemus! Shame on you!� She helped Tyson stand up and led him to a
chair behind the counter. �Here. Have a seat.
I�m so sorry about that. Nico is usually quite friendly and he doesn�t normally jump
on people.� She sighed, shaking her head
and pulling out a box of tissues for the bluenette. �I think it�s because tomorrow is Halloween
and because we just had that full-moon and total lunar eclipse a couple of days
ago. It makes many animals act a bit strangely.�

�Hn.� Tyson
settled for making a Kai-noise since he couldn�t really say anything coherent
at the moment.

�Let me see�� The woman pried his
hand away and studied his nose critically.
�Well, it�s not broken. And it
seems to have stopped bleeding. You may
have a bit of a bruise though.�

Tyson frowned and poked at his nose
gingerly once again, testing it for himself.
�Itai! Okay, I�m
not doing that again.� He glanced at the
woman. �Who are you? Are you the store�s owner?�

�Yes. My name is Maggie MacGowan.� She gave him a soft smile. �Welcome to my shop.�

Tyson tried to smile his usual,
personable grin, but his nose hurt too much.
�Ah�nice to meet you. I�m Tyson Kinomiya.� He held out his hand and she grasped it
lightly, shaking slowly.

�A pleasure. I apologize again for Nicodemus.�

�It�s okay. I�ve had worse bumps and bruises from my
grandfather.� Tyson shook his head,
chuckling. At her surprised and
concerned look, he laughed. �Oh! Not what you�re thinking! My Gramps is a Kendo expert. He�s been training me since I was little.�

�I see!� Maggie sighed in relief and smiled
again. �Goodness!� She leaned her hip against the counter and
folded her arms. Tyson finally took
notice of her appearance. She wasn�t
quite as tall as he was, and her petite frame was draped with a white dress
that looked more like complicated layers of sheets of material � different kinds
of material, even. The gown-like dress
gave her an almost ethereal look. Her hair
was a deep chestnut brown and held in an elaborate, thick braid that was draped
across her shoulder and hung almost to her waist, with a set of smaller ones
wreathed around her head like a crown.
Maggie�s eyes were a vibrant amethyst, the same shade that reminded
Tyson of the orchids his grandfather had planted once last summer.

Those eyes studied the bluenette
curiously for a moment. �Tyson Kinomiya�? That name
sounds very familiar to me for some reason.�

Tyson turned pink and looked down at his
shoes. �Ah�probably. Do you know anything about Beyblading?�

�A bit. I know how the game works, and of course I
know the power of the spirits many bladers have, but
I�m afraid I don�t follow the sport on TV and such.� She gave him an apologetic smile. �I may pick up a few tid-bits
on the evening news, though.�

�I see. Well, I�m a three-time World
Champion, if that helps. My team and I
are the Bladebreakers � though my last championship
was with a team known as the BBA Revolution.�
Tyson explained, unable to help the bit of pride he still felt over his
career at blading and the teams made of his closest friends that had helped him
to do it.

�Oh!
Yes, of course.� Maggie
nodded. �I remember now. That was two or three years ago, wasn�t
it? I remember because those were the
matches I had kept an eye on. There hasn�t been power and skill like that
which was demonstrated then before or since.�
Maggie tilted her head and laughed at Tyson�s somewhat astonished and
puzzled expression. �Your Spirits� are
those of the Four, are they not? Dranzer and
Dragoon, Draciel and Driger?�

�Yeah�� Tyson confirmed,
wide-eyed. �I�m curious to know how you
know about our bit-beasts� true selves.
Only a few other people, besides us, know that.�

�I�m a witch, Tyson. We are fully conscious of the powers that
exist in this world and the Sacred Spirits are just a few of them. The Four are, of course, quite special on
their own, so naturally I would know of them.�

�A witch? Really?� Tyson�s silver-blue eyes went even wider � if
that was possible.

�Certainly. But don�t worry�we aren�t the evil,
spell-casting crones you�re probably thinking of.� Maggie winked at him and the black cat,
Nicodemus, suddenly jumped up onto the counter beside her, purring loudly. �True witches are what you might call �white
witches�, who practice only good �magic�.
It�s part of our faith, called Wicca.�

�Wow. I didn�t know that.� Tyson smiled, careful not to bother his nose
more. �I�ve never met a real witch
before. I have met a team of bladers that are pretty freaky guys, though.� He shivered at the memory of his encounters
with the Dark Bladers.

Maggie grinned. �Well, it is an honour to meet the Chosen of
Sacred Dragoon. If I may ask, what
brought you to Salem,
and what led you to my humble shop?�

�Well, we�re in Boston for an exhibition tournament, but for
some reason our battles got rescheduled for Tuesday and Wednesday.� The dragon explained. �So we found ourselves with nothing to do for
a whole weekend. Rei
caught a could, so he stayed back at the hotel, and Max doesn�t go very far
from him so he stayed, too, supposedly to make Rei �rest�.� Tyson snickered. �I don�t believe that part of it for a second, but whatever. Kenny decided he wanted to check out Boston and Hilary wanted
to go with him, so that left me and our captain, Kai. Kenny suggested we come up to Salem to check this place
out, what with this Halloween thing going on and all, so here we are.� He looked around the shop. �Kai and I decided to do some shopping while
we were here. Well, I wanted to get souvenirs for the others. He
just tags along and keeps me from spending all my money at once.� Tyson rolled his eyes. �We split up �cause he wanted to go look at Beyblade stuff next door and I wanted to check out your store �cause
I thought I�d find some great stuff for the others. Like those crystal-things I was looking at
when that cat jumped on me.�

�Oh yes! I meant to pick those up and set them on the
counter for you.� She went around the
counter and over to the shelves where Tyson had been, picking the
crystal-pieces up from the floor and returning to the counter. �And as an apology from Nico
and myself, I want you to take those for free, and anything else you might want
I�ll give you a 50% discount on it.�

Tyson blinked. �Uh�thanks, Maggie, but you don�t have to do
that��

�No, but we insist!� She replied firmly. Nicodemus meowed quite loudly in an echo of
his mistress� words. Tyson eyed the cat
warily.

�That�s very generous of you. Thank you.�
He accepted.

Maggie waved it off. �I�d offer to heal you as well, but I�m
afraid I haven�t got my supplies here at the shop for such things. Now, why don�t you look around some more and
see if you like anything else. I�d be
happy to help you find something��

�Okay!� Tyson nodded and stood up slowly, to avoid
the possible vertigo from his nose bleed and pain from the injury.

�Tell me about each of your friends,
and I will lend a hand, if I am able.�

For nearly ten minutes, Tyson told
Maggie about his friends, chatting amicably with the pixie-like Wiccan and telling her stories of their adventures and
travels. When he finally decided he had
better stop before he got to far ahead of himself, Tyson ended up with two
books for Kenny and Max, an Egyptian-style statuette of Bastet
(2) for Rei,
a set of Celtic tarot cards for Hilary and some incense sticks for Gramps, on
top of the crystals he�d chosen for them already.

He still had one last person to get
something for, though. And Kai just has to be the hardest person in
the world to buy for, too. Tyson
groaned inwardly.

�What do you give to someone who can
afford to buy whatever he wants, whenever he wants � if he doesn�t already have
three of it?� The young blader asked
mournfully. �I have to get him
something. He�d never buy something for
himself in a million years.�

Maggie thought about that for a
moment as she proceeded to ring up his other purchases and carefully box and
bag them. �Well��

It was then Tyson noticed a sign on
the counter. �Hey! Charms!
�For prosperity, for luck, for dreaming, for protection, for wisdom, and��
Tyson stopped as he read the last one on the list.

�Love.� Maggie nodded, watching him. Her expression went soft at the look on his
face. �You look quite sad about that
subject, Tyson. Perhaps you need one of
those?�

He looked over at her and blushed
slightly. �Am I that obvious? I suppose you know who, already, too.�

�I have an inkling,
yes.� She gave him a gentle smile. �I�d be happy to make one for you,
Tyson. It might help. But you have to realize that love is
something no one can control. The charm�s
purpose is only to encourage one to
find their mate and to draw one�s mate to them � if indeed there is someone out there for you. It can not make someone fall in love with
someone else.�

Tyson looked rather horrified at
that. �Gods, no! I would never do that to�� He swallowed back
Kai�s name quickly. ��That person.� He continued.
�They�ve been forced to do a lot of things in their life that they didn�t
want to do and I couldn�t try doing that ever to them.�

Maggie reached out and patted his
hand fondly. �You have a good and honest
heart, Tyson. Wait right here, and I�ll
go make you a charm, okay? It won�t take
more than five minutes.�

�Alright. Kai knows where to find me. He can�t really leave me behind. If Rei doesn�t get
better by the start of the tournament, they�ll really need me for it.� Tyson shook his head wryly. He waited patiently for Maggie as she
disappeared into the back area of her shop to make his charm.

Less than two minutes had passed
when the chimes above the shop�s door rang out in the quiet as the door
opened. Tyson glanced back and felt a
jolt of apprehension as he saw Kai come inside and glance around as he made his
way carefully through the isles toward him.

�You�re still in here? What�s taking so long?� The dual haired blader eyed the bags on the
counter and sighed resignedly. �What did
you buy, now, Kinomiya?�

�Uh�some stuff for the others, that�s all. A couple of books, a little statue, and a couple of other things. Don�t worry, Kai! I didn�t spend all my money.� Tyson hastened to assure his frowning
captain.

�You do remember we have to take all
this stuff home, right? Through customs and everything?� Kai gave him his best raised eyebrow look and
Tyson sighed.

�Yes, Kai. I remember.
I didn�t buy anything�questionable.
Geez!
Give me some credit, would you?�

�Hn.� Kai
peered at Tyson in the low lighting, noticing the darkening area around his
nose with a concerned frown. �What
happened to your nose? It looks
bruised. Did you walk into a door or
something?�

�No-o. I didn�t.�
Tyson huffed indignantly. He
explained what happened and by the end of the tale he nearly fell over at the
sight of his serious captain looking like he was trying really hard not to laugh. �It�s
not funny, Kai. It hurt like hell!�

A snicker escaped. �I�m sure it did. A cat?�

Tyson gave him a glare and looked
away, blushing.

�Heh. Why are you still in here, anyway?� Kai let it go, not really in the mood to deal
with a peeved Tyson at the moment. �There�s
no one even here.�

�Yes. Maggie�s in the back getting the last of my
purchases for me. She had to make it.� Tyson pretended to be absorbed by a display
of scented oils beside the counter, avoiding looking at Kai as best he could.

�What?�

�Just a charm.� Tyson responded vaguely.

Kai watched him suspiciously but
didn�t get the chance to make further demanding inquiries because Maggie
reappeared then, the black cat Tyson had told him about riding partially draped
over her shoulder and supported by an arm.
Her eyes met his and he could have sworn she looked straight into his
very soul for a brief second before she smiled in welcome and handed something
to Tyson.

�There you are, Tyson. You just need to place that under your pillow
when you sleep at night and wear the necklace all the time, not removing it for
any reason until or unless you find what you�re looking for � or it finds you.� She instructed. Turning to Kai, she said, �And you must be
Kai. It is certainly an honour to meet
the Chosen of Sacred Dranzer, and to have you both in
my shop.�

Kai blinked in surprise, completely taken
off guard, and glanced at his team member for a an
explanation.

�Maggie is a witch, Kai. She�s Wiccan. She says she knows all about our bit-beasts
and stuff.�

�Is that so.� This time Tyson got a sceptical,
�are you serious?� kind of look.
Kai obviously didn�t really believe it.

�Whether you believe in that sort of
thing or not, Kai, doesn�t matter.� The bluenette just shrugged. �Anyway, thanks for everything, Maggie.�

�You are most welcome here anytime,
Tyson.�

Kai studied the woman with his
customary suspicion and gave her a considering look. �Perhaps you can explain something to me.� Tyson glanced at him, looking vaguely
worried.

�Kai?�

�What? You say she�s a witch�so she ought to know
what Halloween is about, right?�

Tyson sighed, giving up. �You�re still going on about that?� He waved a hand. �Whatever.�

Maggie leaned forward over the
counter with interest. �I definitely know
something of Halloween, Kai. What would
you like to know?�

�Everything? I know nothing but what I�ve seen on
television � kids running around asking for candy.�

�Ah.
Well, in truth, that wasn�t what Halloween was originally. �Halloween� comes from a holy day known as
All Hallow�s Eve.
And that night is the one night of the year, it is said, that the
spirits of the dead are said to be able to walk among the living again. Before the candy and commercialism, it was
believed that on that night wearing a costume would protect children from mischievous
or malevolent spirits because the spirits couldn�t distinguish the costumes
from themselves. Many of the little
things you often see now are based on very old traditions. Like the carving of pumpkins � jack �o
lanterns, they are called. It was
believed that the strange faces scared away evil and protected homes or shops.�

�I think I understand. But where do all these beliefs come
from? Old
superstitions from settlers or something?�

Maggie shook her head. �No. They are really very old. The true name for Halloween is Samhain. (3)
It�s an ancient Celtic day � a high holy day,
in fact. It marks the end of the year on
the Celtic calendar, the end of the 13th month.�

Both teens blinked. �Thirteenth?� They chorused, then looked at each other and
blushed. Maggie smiled.

�Yes. It seems a little strange, I know. The last month is actually less than a week
long. It�s all a great deal more
complicated than this, of course, but I don�t think you really want to hear the
entirety of my beliefs as a Wiccan. It�s the old Celtic traditions that most Wiccans follow, you see.�

�Oh.
Well, I still don�t understand all that�� Kai gestured over his shoulder
at the world outside the shop. �But I
suppose it makes more sense now. Thank
you.� He said politely.

�My pleasure. I don�t mind answering questions like
that. It�s very sad that many people even
here don�t realize the true roots of many special days we celebrate.�

Kai nodded. He couldn�t disagree with that. �We should go, Tyson.�

�Okay.� Tyson reached for his bags. �Oh!
Is there anything in town that you�d recommend us seeing or doing while
we�re here?�

�I put some pamphlets and brochures
in one of your bags. All the shops and
stores along the street here in the old district are supposed to distribute
them to the tourists and such. The graveyards
are really quite interesting, if you go during the day. I don�t recommend going at night, though.� Maggie informed him. �I don�t pay much attention to the tourism
around here, truthfully. I find it in
bad taste.� She shrugged.

�Great! Thanks, Maggie! See you!�
Tyson waved as he followed Kai to the door.

�Fare well, Tyson!�

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Kai popped open the trunk of the car
and left Tyson to stuff his purchases in it.
The older blader opened the driver�s side door and got in.

Tyson joined him a moment
later. �Here�s those pamphlets. Let�s see if there�s anything cool to do.� He handed a couple to Kai and opened one
himself. �Hmm�let�s see��

Reluctantly, Kai flipped one
open. �This one�s the special events
being held in the bars and clubs. You�re
not interested in that, are you?�

�Me?
Nah. I
don�t feel like clubbing.� Tyson shook
his head. �There�s a tour of the Salem museum��

�No thanks.�

�Ri-ight. I�ll
just not bother looking at these other tours, then.� Tyson dropped a bunch back in the bag. �I thought the Chief said something about
mock witch trials. That could be cool to
go watch.�

�Maybe, but they�re not until
tomorrow evening.� Kai responded,
pointing at another flyer.

�So?
We can stay at the BBA hostel, can�t we?
They must have one here, right?�

�I can phone the Chief and ask him,
I guess.� Kai gave the bluenette a
pained look. �Do you really want to see those trials that badly?�

Tyson turned in his seat and met Kai�s
gaze. �Aren�t you even the least little bit interested? Can�t we just relax, have some fun, and maybe
learn something new while we�re at it?
Come on, Kai��

�Kinomiya�no,
I�m not really that interested. I�d much
rather go back to Boston
and train.�

Looking absolutely crestfallen, the
younger teen gave it one last try. He
didn�t want to go back yet, not when he was beginning to get to see sides of
his captain he hadn�t seen before � or at least hadn�t seen for a while. �For once can you please not be a total wet
blanket, Kai? For me?� Tyson said it half-jokingly but in his heart,
he meant it.

Kai stared into midnight blue pools
and found himself drowning. He discovered he couldn�t look away � didn�t
want to, really � and caved in. �Fine. I don�t know
why I�m agreeing to this but�we�ll stay.
However!�
He cut off Tyson�s impending exclamation of happiness and
gratitude. �I�d much rather stay at a
hotel than a hostel. If we stayed at a
BBA hostel, word would get out too quickly and we�d end up signing autographs
and being challenged right, left, and centre.�

�Good point. But can we afford a hotel?� Tyson looked at the phoenix worriedly.

�Kinomiya�who
am I?�

The dragon had the grace to look
sheepish. �Oh. Right.� He gave Kai a tentative smile of gratitude as
he started up the car and pulled out into traffic. �I�ll owe you for this, Kai. Thanks.�

�Yeah, yeah.� Kai flushed pink and didn�t look at his
friend. �Don�t worry, I�ll find a way
for you pay me back.�

Tyson leaned back in his seat with a
grin. �I know.�

***********************

Authoress� Endnotes:
(1) Yes, I know the spelling�s
weird. It�s on purpose � to sound like
one does when one�s pinching one�s nose.
(2) Bastet,
for all those who don�t know, is the Egyptian Cat goddess. For more info on Egyptian Mythology, go here
(take out spaces and c/p to browser): http:// www. pantheon. org /areas/ mythology/ africa/ egyptian/
articles. html (3) Okay, so I�m making it easy on
you. If you wanna
know more about Halloween or Samhain, go here (again, removes the spaces and c/p to browser): http:// www. neopagan.
net/ Halloween-Origins. html That�s
all I have to say at the moment. Please R/R!!!!
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