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Haunted	By : Kali Category: Beyblade > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3434 -:- 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.

Chapter List
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Kali Notes:�
I�m beginning to like this fic.� O.o� Weird, right?� I didn�t like it before?� Actually, I did, but I always like fics more
when I start getting into the plot and all.�
Anyway, in writing this chapter, I started getting hit with multiple plot
mallets � to the point where I started giving them away (no worries, I still
have a few that I may pull out of the Chaos sometime).� I wrote this chapter while watching the
greatest (in my opinion!) 80s movies ever � the Back To The
Future trilogy.� ^___^� w00t!�
If you haven�t seen them, DO.� They rock.�
And Ra-damn it all!!!!� *scowls
and gets whacked with mallet*� OW!�
Not another plot mallet!!!!� *cries*

Disclaimer:�
No, we don�t own Beyblade or its
characters.� Oh, and I don�t
own Hershey�s (woo boy if I did, it would be delicious!).

Warnings: Ah�weirdness, general insanity�
and the usual (yaoi, language, action/violence, etc.) excepting the fido-friendly version on ffnet.�
Sorry, folks.�
You know where to find it elsewhere�

Pairings:�
TyKa, Rei/Mariah, Max/Hilary, hinted
Tala/Bryan & Kenny/Emily, others to be decided.

~*~*~*~

Chapter 03

�� The night wore on, and the party
rocked Kai�s loft apartment until just after 11:00 pm in a flurry of music, colourful costumes, and teenagers.� By this time, most of the party-goers
had begun to leave, and only a few people remained.

�� Kenny, exhausted after being whirled
around in dance after dance by a girl named Emily and her friend, Salima, had
fallen asleep on an unoccupied couch that had been pushed near a wall to make
room for a �dance floor�.� Max sat nearby
with Ozuma, Rei�s friend and Maria�s brother, Lee,
and Ozuma�s cousin, Miriam, having an in-depth discussion about what was best
to eat with ramen.� The white and gold
clad Hilary sat perched on Max�s knee, since there were no available chairs
(that was her excuse, at least), with one of his arms around her waist to keep
her anchored there.� It seemed after some
initial blushing and stuttering and the usual sorts of embarrassing moments
between two potential romantically inclined people, that Max and Hilary found
they were quite comfortable with each other � as if they�d
known each other forever and had been dating for as long, too.� A highly amusing situation to Max�s and Hilary�s friends.

�� As for Tyson, he somehow got talked
into playing poker (using left-over part snacks as poker drips � and not for
money, since he refused adamantly enough to play if they did) with Kai, Tala,
Bryan, and Rei � and Mariah, who shocked all five boys by winning several hands
in a row and cleaning out Bryan, then Rei, and finally Tala.

�� Well, hell!�� The red-haired �angel� tossed his cards on
the table and shoved his snacks into the middle of the table for the
pink-haired girl to claim as her winnings � which she did so gleefully.

�� I can�t believe you lost at poker
to a girl, Tala.�� Bryan
sniggered and ducked the annoyed swat his boyfriend aimed at his head.� �I mean, losing to Kai I understand, but come
on��

�� Hey!�� Mariah struck out her tongue at the violet
haired �monk�.� �You lost to me, too, Bryan.�

�� I suck at poker.�� He shrugged carelessly.� �Tala�doesn�t normally suck.� That�s why I have to rub it in.�

�� Rei just laughed while Tala scowled
at Bryan.� �I taught her how to play and she took to it
like a fish to water.� She�s good.�

�� Thank you, Rei.�� Mariah leaned over and gave him a quick kiss
on the cheek.� �At least my own boyfriend
appreciates my skills.�

�� Kai slapped a hand over Tala�s mouth
(beating Bryan
to it) before he could make a comment that would be not only rude but probably
insulting, too.� �Sure, she�s
alright.� She�s
managed so far.� However�� the
dual-haired teen smiled wickedly and began to shuffle the cards with a skill
that he hadn�t displayed until now.� Tyson blinked, watching those hands in a kind
of hazy way, as he was sure no one outside a casino employee could be that
graceful, efficient, or dexterous shuffling cards like a pro.� He shook himself mentally.� Or have hands like
that either�wow.� Yet Kai was proving
him wrong and the bluenette couldn�t seem to tear his
eyes away, glued to every moment.� �I
haven�t been playing for real until now.�

�� Oh boy.�� Tala groaned and leaned back in his chair,
folding his arms behind his head as he watched Kai deal the cards with sharp
flicks of his wrists.� �Here we go�the
Card Shark Hiwatari finally gets serious.�

�� Mariah frowned a little worriedly
and reached for her cards.� �He�s not that good, is he?�

�� Tyson took one brief look at his
cards and barely managed to keep a neutral expression on his face.� He had a good hand, maybe enough to beat
Mariah with.� �I
couldn�t tell you, Mariah.� This is the
first time I�ve played cards with him.�

�� The ghostly little spirit, who stood
just behind the bluenette, giggled a touch evilly.� He
knew Kai�s skill at cards quite well.� In
fact Kai was exceptionally good at most games he
tried.� It would be interesting to see
how Tyson fared against him.

�� Bryan just shook his head and tried to see
what cards Kai had in his hand, while Tala strained his neck trying to see Tyson�s.� Rei
scratched his head a little sheepishly and gave his girlfriend an apologetic
look.

�� Sorry, Mariah, but he is actually really good at poker.�� The raven-haired teen admitted
sheepishly.� His girlfriend sighed
dramatically and patted him on the arm.

�� Don�t worry, Rei.� I�m sure I�ll still be lucky tonight and
keep�� Mariah stared at her cards as an expression of consternation came over
her face before she could stop it.� ��on
winning.�� She finished belatedly.

�� Both Kai and Tyson noticed the pause
and the expression, and made snap decisions each that her luck just ran out �
and that she wasn�t trying to bluff them.

�� One card.�� Tyson said, accepting the one Kai dealt
him.� �I�ll raise
with a pretzel.�

�� I�m satisfied with my hand.�� Kai eyed the betting pile.� �And I�ll see your pretzel and raise it with
two Hershey�s kisses.�

�� Tyson frowned.� Those were the most valuable of their
�chips.�� He studied Kai carefully,
looking for signs of a bluff.

�� Mariah made a face and tossed her
cards on the table.� �I fold.� And I think I�ll
quit for this game.� I�m getting sleepy.�

�� Ooooh!�� Tala
gave a low whistle.� �And now its down to Kinomiya and Hiwatari!� Now it gets really interesting.�

�� How long can Tyson hold out against
Bay City�s top
poker player?�� Bryan added to the mock-commentary.

�� Would you two idiots stuff
it?�� Kai gave them each a hard side glare.

�� Tyson was ignoring the others,
thinking really hard about his hand.� He had four of a kind � Queens,
no less. �But
was that good enough to take Kai?� Ah, what the hell.� He mused silently with a smile.� There�s no fun if you
don�t gamble a little and lay it all on the line sometimes.

�� I�ll see your kisses,� he pretended
not to hear the snickers from the peanut gallery at the way that sounded.� �And I�ll bet it all on this hand for the
game.�� Tyson shoved the remainder of his
�chips� into the pile and raised an eyebrow at Kai, blatant challenge flashing
in his stormy blue eyes.� �Life�s a
gamble, as they say.�

�� Kai smiled, pleased and vaguely
impressed with the bluenette�s courage.� �Alright.� So will I.�� He responded,
adding his own large pile of �chips� to the middle of the table.� �Call.� Show me what you�ve got, Kinomiya.�� His crimson eyes met and held Tyson�s and
there was a moment where Tyson thought Kai was talking about something entirely
different than poker.

�� But he
shrugged it off as fantasy (Kai liking him that
way?� Yeah, sure.)
and laid out his cards.� �Four of a kind � four
royal ladies.�� He declared with a
grin.

�� Ooh!�� Rei laughed and clapped the bluenette on the
back in a congratulatory manner.� �Well
done, Tyson.�

�� Nice.�� Kai let a small smile cross his face.� �There aren�t many hands that could beat that
one.�

�� Tyson looked him in the eye and felt
any excitement about winning against Kai that he might have had begin to
die.� �Let me guess�you�ve got one of
those few.�

�� Surprisingly intelligent, isn�t
he?�� Tala commented, nudging Bryan.� �I guess Kai maintains his poker title yet
again!�

�� Knock it off.� He did much better than either of you
did.�� Kai scoffed, laying down his
cards.� The important ones were the four
kings.� Tyson groaned and smacked a hand
to his forehead in defeat.

�� Damn!� Look at that!�
Oh well.�� He looked around the
table at everyone, blue eyes landing on Kai last and staying there.� He held out a hand to shake Kai�s.� �Great game
everyone!� That was a lot of fun!� And congratulations, Kai!�

�� Good game.�� Kai smiled a little at the
sportsmanship.� �Kinomiya.�

�� The little spirit hovering near Kai
grinned gleefully.� I knew he couldn�t beat Kai!� Though�that was a
pretty good game.� I haven�t
seen Kai enjoy himself this much in ages.�
He watched them clear off the table and tidy things up.� He supposed Tyson wasn�t
all that bad, and maybe the bluenette would be good for Kai.� He
certainly needs to have more fun and quit being such a horrible wet blanket.� The ghost followed the group as they went to
join the others at the couches.� Rather
fond of games himself, the spirit started issuing points.� Twenty
points for amusing Kai, another twenty-five for willing to risk it all on that
gamble�

�� Mariah laid a hand on her brother�s
shoulder and yawned.� �Oh!� Excuse me!�
Lee, I think it�s time to get home.�

�� Yeah.�� Lee got up and glanced around.� �We�re off then!� See you all at school on Monday!� Great party, Hiwatari.� Thanks for inviting us.�� Lee shook Kai�s hand briefly.

�� Rei sighed and waved as he followed
them to the door.� �I have to run home
really quickly, Kai, after I drop these two off.� Great party, man!�

�� Thanks,
and no problem.�� Kai shrugged.� �No one�s going to be in bed for a while yet,
I�m sure.�

�� We�d better get going, too.�� Ozuma scowled and nudged Miriam.� �Before my mother calls out the National
Guard or something looking for us.�

�� Miriam rolled her eyes but stood up
and went with him to the door, her gypsy skirt swishing around her bare
ankles.� �She�s not that bad, Ozuma.�

�� Yes, she is.� I�ll just grab my stuff from Kai�s room, and
we�ll go.�

�� Kenny!� Hey, Chief!�� Max shook the brunette
gently to wake him up.� �Time to head home, buddy!�
You need your sleep.�

�� Kenny sat up groggily and looked
around, disoriented.� �Max?� Did I fall asleep?�� He blushed at Max�s nod.� �Oh�I�m so sorry, Kai!�

�� Forget it, Kenny.� Anyone would be tired after all that dancing
with Emily and Salima.�� Kai drawled,
teasing him just a bit and making the brainy brunette
turn even more red.

�� He has a point, Chief.�� Tyson agreed, though more sympathetically
than Kai. �Max laughed.

�� Hilary leaned up on her toes and
gave the blonde a quick kiss on the cheek, making him blush brightly.� �Thanks for tonight, Max.� I had a really great
time.� Think we can do it again
sometime?�� She asked a little shyly, a
small blush of her own painting her cheeks.�
�Like, say�a movie?�

�� Max grinned
his 1000-Watt smile and nodded.� �Yeah!� I�d like
that!�

�� Great!�� Hilary grinned back.� �Thanks, Kai!�
See you later!�� She snapped her
fingers like the royalty she was dressed up as and commanded, �Tala!� Let�s go!�

�� What?� NO.�
I�m staying over, remember?�� The
redhead scowled at his cousin.� She
turned and gave him one of her scariest death glares, hands on hips, one
sandaled food tapping.

�� You are walking me home.� There�s a lot of
weirdoes running around out there tonight.��
Her expression dared him to argue.

�� Hmph.� Like they�d come anywhere near
you.� You�d stomp their asses into the
ground or deafen them with that harpy�s scream of yours.�� Tala muttered under his breath, though he was
stalking to the door anyway.

�� I heard that.�� She stated flatly.

�� Max frowned
a little.� �Hey, Tyson?� I think I should walk Kenny home, too.� Then I�ll stop at home and get my bicycle, if
Kai doesn�t mind.�� He glanced at their
host.

�� Whatever.�� Kai waved it off indifferently.

�� Sure, Max.�� Tyson agreed.�
�That okay with you, Chief?�

�� Yes.� Thanks, Max.�� Kenny looked relieved not to be walking home
alone, late, on Halloween.� �Thank you
for everything, Kai.�� He gave a short,
formal bow of gratitude to his host.

�� Kai nodded, amused at the
formality.� �Come on you lot.� I�ll see you all off downstairs.�� He ushered them out the door, leaving Bryan
and Tyson alone in the large living space.

�� Oh damn!� I totally forgot the movies!�� Bryan
groaned and resisted banging his head on a wall.

�� What movies?�� Tyson asked curiously.

�� The lavender-haired teen
smirked.� �My
collection of horror films.� We
had an idea of staying up all night watching horror movies.�� The smirk turned into a challenging
grin.� �Can you handle it, Kinomiya?�

�� Tyson huffed, folding his arms over
his chest.� �Hell yeah, I can.� Bring it on, Bryan!�

�� Good.� I�m going to run home real quick and get
them.�� Bryan, pleased that the bluenette wasn�t backing down, strode out
with his monk�s robes swaying and swishing.

�� Alone, Tyson looked around at the
mess the party had created, and ran a hand through his hair � knocking off the
sailor cap.� He picked it up and
sighed.� �Don�t need this anymore.� Man, what a disaster.�
It�s like a hurricane ran through here.��
He sauntered into the small kitchenette and dug out a big green garbage
bag, and began picking up the party trash laying
around.� He knew what a pain this was the
next morning to clean, and figured Kai wouldn�t mind a
little leg-up on the mess.� �Not like I
have anything better to do.� And besides,
maybe I�ll gain some credit with him.��
Tyson felt his cheeks burn a little.�
Kai had looked really hot in that swashbuckling
pirate costume.� It wasn�t
like, Pirates of the Caribbean, but more
one of those that he often saw on the covers of those ridiculous romance novels
the girls at school were always reading.�
The frilly white shirt, leather breeches and boots,
just enough skin showing to offer a glimpse of muscled chest�� Tyson dropped the half-full paper cup of soda
as his eyes glazed over and he shook himself physically this time.� �God!� I�m so
pathetic.� Even if Kai is really, really sexy
in that costume�� Damned
ecchi imagination.�� He went to get some paper towels to clean up
the spilled soda.

�� After cursing himself for being
obviously pathetic in his crush on the older teen, Tyson proceeded to clean up
with a vigor he never showed at home � unless Gramps was chasing him around
with a kendo training lance.

�� Of course
he couldn�t know that his every word was being heard by a little ghost who was
following him around extremely intrigued with the bluenette.� Ten
points for being attracted to Kai, too.�
The spirit nodded to himself.� Good.� At least that�s one
obstacle that Kai won�t have to worry about.� He watched Tyson keep on tidying.

�� It was 11:20 pm when Kai came back
from seeing everyone out, ten minutes after they�d all
left, to find Tyson picking up garbage and tossing it into a garbage bag.

�� Kinomiya�what are you doing?�� He inquired
amusedly, leaning a hip against the couch as he watched.

�� Startled, Tyson nearly dropped the
bag.� �AH!� Geez,
Hiwatari.� Don�t sneak up on me like
that.�� He blew out a breath.� �And what�s it look
like?� I�m helping clean up the mess a
bit.�

�� The ghost, still taking in events
and trying to make up his mind about Tyson, nodded reluctantly.� Huh.� Fifteen points for being considerate and
helpful.� He blinked as Tyson set
aside a soda can instead of throwing it in with the trash.� And a bonus ten points
for recycling.� He�s
environmentally conscious.

�� You don�t need to do that.� Gregory and I were going to do it all
tomorrow, after everyone had gone home.��
Kai picked up another can and set it next to the one Tyson left.� �Did you have nothing better to do?�

�� Tyson gave him a look.� �No.� I
didn�t.� And I
figured you wouldn�t mind having a little help cleaning up, since we all helped
make the mess in the first place.�

�� Kai chuckled.� �True.�
Alright.�
You and I can at least pick up all the garbage and put the furniture
back.� The rest we�ll just leave alone to
worry about tomorrow.�� He went to his
kitchenette to get another garbage bag, and started tidying.

�� The spirit�s gaze darted back and
forth like he was watching a tennis match as the two
teens moved around the room in silence, cleaning.� He was so hoping that one of them would start
a conversation.� They really needed
to.� Please?� He silently pleaded with them, glancing at
the clock.� It was nearing midnight, and
soon it was going to be time for him to put his plan into action or lose his
chance.

�� Tyson tied his garbage bag closed
and blew out a breath.� �Well, I think
that�s it.� How�s it going over there?�

�� Kai dropped his bag next to Tyson�s
as he came over and stretched.� �Done.� I need to be
out of this costume.� Did you want to
change, too?�

�� Glancing down at himself (thus
hiding the blush staining his cheeks), the bluenette plucked at his pant
leg.� �I suppose I should.� I don�t intend to wear this again, that�s for
sure.�

�� Well, come with me.� I put your bag in my bedroom so it wouldn�t
be in the way out here.�� Kai turned and
led him toward a closed door off in one corner of the living area.� �The others� stuff is all in here, too.� And don�t mind the
mess.� Ozuma, Tala, and Bryan
changed into their costumes in here before the party, and I�ll make Tala and Bryan clean up their stuff
when they get back.�

�� Ah, no worries.�� Tyson stared at the room with great
interest.� Kai had excellent
decorating tastes, that was certain.�
�I don�t flinch at a bit of messiness.�

�� Kai opened his closet door, and
paused pointing at the sofa.� �Really.� Couldn�t tell by the way you started cleaning my flat out
there.� Your bag�s on the sofa.�� He disappeared into the closet.

�� Thanks.�� Tyson glanced at the closet, grabbed his bag
and dug out his change of clothes � consisting of a pair of old shorts and an
old t-shirt � and wondered if he should change right there, or wait until Kai
was done in the closet.

�� The little spirit had followed Kai
into the closet and, to let Kai know he was there,
caught the shirt as the crimson-eyed teen took it off and tossed it at a chair
to be put away later, and held it up.�
Kai blinked and smiled faintly.�
�Hello, Daichi.� I suppose you had
fun with the party, too?�� He asked
quietly so Tyson didn�t hear him, as if the spirit
could answer him.� The ghost, who had one
past Halloween used his increased abilities on that one night to tell Kai his
name, dropped the shirt on the chair and with a laugh sauntered out of the
closet.

�� Sure.� It was fun, Kai.� But I think tonight
will get much, much more fun in a few minutes.� I hope you don�t
mind my meddling in your life too much�

�� Kai felt a weird tingling along his
arm where Daichi passed by and shivered slightly, taking that as a yes.� �Well, that�s good.� Though�you have been
rather quiet tonight, considering.� I
hope you�re not planning anything too weird.�

�� Outside, Daichi rolled his eyes and
watched Tyson pull his old shirt over his head and stuff his costume into his
bag.� The bluenette sat gingerly on the
sofa and smiled to himself.

�� Cushy.� Too bad Gramps is too cheap to buy new
furniture.� We could use a decent sofa
like this in the living room.�

�� Kai came out of the closet and heard
that comment.� �Spend a lot of time in
there?�

�� Tyson jumped and laughed, scratching
at the nape of his neck sheepishly.� �Oh, not really.� But
when you can feel every spring in the cushions, it�s time for a new one.�

�� Definitely.�� Kai went over to a cabinet and picked up a
remote control, turning on a flat screen TV that hung on the wall over a
fireplace.� �Watch whatever you want,
Kinomiya.� I�m going to take the garbage
bags we collected downstairs and get the snacks for us tonight.�

�� The bluenette tilted his head
curiously.� �Downstairs?�

�� Yeah.� I kept tonight�s stuff separate from the
party stuff.� There�s nothing left over
from the party anyway.�� Kai walked to
his door.� �I�ll be back.� Oh, and if you hear weird noises or feel a
chill, it�s just the ghost that lives here.� He�s not a bad ghost so
don�t freak out.�

�� Tyson stared at the door for a full
two minutes after Kai left, not knowing if he was being serious or just teasing
him.

�� Daichi was grinning fully.� Oh he�s completely serious, Kinomiya.� But I won�t hurt
you.� I�m not a
bad ghost, after all.� His grin
faded.� That one lives in the basement�

�� Shaking himself and telling himself
to ignore it, Tyson started flipping channels curiously.� �Oooh!� Poker tournament!� Must be the one Gramps wanted to tape
tonight.�

�� Daichi groaned to himself as Tyson
got comfortable on the sofa and really interested in
the tournament on TV.� Great.� At least he and Kai have a few
things in common.� Well, I guess if I�m going to do something, I�d better get to it.� The little spirit rubbed his hands together
and walked over to the bluenette, standing just in front of him.� Tyson was oblivious, of course.� He couldn�t see
Daichi, and hadn�t had any reason to believe he was there in the first place
(other than Kai�s warning).� This was
perfect for Daichi�s plan.� He could
perform his little good deed and hopefully Kai and those other boys would be
smart enough to figure it out and Kai would do something about it.

�� The plan?� Daichi was going to use his extra abilities
on this night, at their peak at midnight, to put Tyson to sleep, and if Kai didn�t confess his crush on the younger teen and kiss him �
nothing outrageous, of course, just a small smooch was enough � then Tyson
would stay asleep until Kai did.� Conceivably forever.� Or at least that�s what Daichi believed would happen.� He was no expert.

�� Kai came back in just as Daichi was
getting ready to wiggle his fingers at Tyson, so to speak.� And though Kai
didn�t know it, another presence had quietly followed him.� But Daichi did.

�� You!� He glared hard at the other spirit.� What
makes you think you can just come up here like that?� You have your own floor to haunt!� Get lost!

�� The other spirit folded its arms and
snorted, glaring at Daichi.� On this night, I can go where I want, and
there�s nothing you can do to stop me.� Besides, there�s no
one on that floor to haunt!� I�m bored, and I heard about your little plan.

The sprit was no ordinary one.� It was a poltergeist, not necessarily an evil
spirit, but one that was mischievous and had a bit more spiritual energy to its
existence that allowed it to do things that regular sprits like Daichi (who was
just a little more extraordinary than even regular spirits) could not.� Things like move heavy physical objects, like
chairs.� Daichi could lift light physical
objects, like buttons, tissue boxes, even clothes sometimes, but nothing like
chairs or heavy blankets.� Even that
required practice for regular ghosts and it also required concentration.

�� At the poltergeist�s words, Daichi
began to worry, just a little.� He wasn�t able to stop this spirit, not on his own.� So if it decided it
wanted to �help� then he was going to have a problem.

�� I
don�t need any help with this, thanks.� Why don�t you go
terrorize the people next door instead?� Their
dogs are the ones that keep getting into Kai�s yard and digging up his mother�s
prize rose garden.� Daichi tried
distracting the poltergeist from his plan.�
Teach the dogs a lesson and they�ll stay out of the yard.

�� Pssh.� I
don�t waste my energy on mutts.� Humans are much more fun.� The poltergeist snorted and ignored Daichi,
moving to stand next to the smaller spirit in front of Tyson � still oblivious.� So
that�s the guy huh?�
At least he�s not ugly.

�� Daichi felt a bit of panic.� What was it going to do?� Ah�well,
actually�� He floundered.

�� I put the snacks out in the kitchen
for now.� Did you want anything for
now?�� Kai asked Tyson, dropping down
onto the sofa with the bluenette one cushion away.� �Before the others get back?�

�� Nope.� I�m still good from
the party, but thanks.� Relax, Kai.�� Tyson smiled and glanced over at him.� �You don�t have to play host anymore, not
with me.�

�� Kai sighed and slouched in his seat,
kicking up his feet to rest them on the coffee table.� �I�m not playing host.� Just asking before I got comfortable because
I won�t get up again.�

�� Tyson laughed quietly.� �I found a poker tournament on TV.�� He handed the remote to the older teen.� �But whatever you want to watch is fine.� I�m not picky.�

�� This is fine until Bryan gets back with the movies.�� Kai set the remote on the coffee table.� He frowned a little to himself.� Is it
just me, or does it feel like there is something right
in front of me?� He shrugged it off,
thinking it was probably just Daichi.

�� They
are hopeless.� The poltergeist
shook its head in amazement, watching as every so often one or the other of the
teens would sneak glances at the other, and the faint blushes that each had
after every glance.� Scratch that.� They�re pathetic!�
They need more than a nudge, Daichi.�
They need a shove.

�� Oh,
I wouldn�t��
Daichi was quick to protest, but before he could try to do anything, the
poltergeist had pulled itself in and sent a wave of its spiritual energy at
Tyson.� AH!� No, wait!!

�� He was too late.� The other spirit was too quick and far too
powerful for Daichi to stop.

�� Tyson got to his feet just as the
poltergeist �attacked� him, looking down at Kai in question.� �Kai, where�s your��
he began, but never got to finish.� It
suddenly felt cold � icy, freezing cold � and he just as suddenly couldn�t speak.� Tyson
shuddered violently, and his legs gave out from under him.� He teetered precariously then collapsed, and
Kai sat up in concern, half off the sofa and reaching out to catch and steady
the bluenette.

�� Kinomiya?� Hey!�
What�s��
Kai grunted as he took the weight of the bluenette.� �Ooph!� Hey!�
Kinomiya?!�

�� Tyson didn�t
answer, though.� Kai rolled him over and
gently lay him on the floor on his back, letting his
eyes and hands roam over the prone form searching for a cause of this strange
and worrisome incident.� The bluenette
had passed out, it seemed, and Kai couldn�t find any
physical injuries that would have caused it.�
So he carefully picked him up and placed him on
the sofa, tucking pillow under his head and quickly moving to his bathroom to
get a glass of water and cold compress (mainly a washcloth run under cold
water, since he didn�t have anything more suitable).� When he returned, he swept the blue-black
locks of Tyson�s bangs away and laid the cloth over his forehead.

�� I don�t know what�s going on with
you, Kinomiya, but you are going to explain when you come to.�� Kai muttered to himself, checking Tyson�s
pulse with a thumb at the inside of his wrist and counting on his watch.� At least his first-aid courses weren�t completely useless.

�� Daichi stared in horror at the two
for a few moments, just as the clock sitting on the mantle of the fireplace
chimed midnight.� He glared at the
poltergeist with real anger and snapped, Whatever it
is you�ve done, you had better fix right now before it�s too late � while we
still have the power to do so.� That was so uncalled for!

�� The poltergeist just blinked at him,
seemingly unconcerned and unperturbed by Daichi�s threatening glare.� No
more than what you were going to do.� And all I did was change what�ll happen to him.� You were going to put him to sleep.� I made him unable to see or speak.� The only way to get it back will be to hear
the words and feel Kai�s touch � as in a kiss, not just holding his hand or
hugging him or whatever.� That�d be too easy to get out of.

�� WHAT?!� Are you kidding me?!� Undo it!� NOW!!!!

�� The poltergeist smirked, and began
moving toward the door.� I can�t.� I�ve already told
you how he has to break the �curse.�� It�ll be up to you to communicate that to them, by the
way.� I can already feel my waning
abilities and I�m being pulled back downstairs.� The spirit gave a little wave.� Gotta go, Daichi!� Have fun with the rest of the night!� It grinned and disappeared as it had arrived.

�� The final chime sounded, and
now�there really was no other way to
fix this.

�� Daichi slumped dejectedly and turned
to look back at Kai and the comatose Tyson.�
Oh gods above.� Now what am I going to do?

~*~*~*~

Kali Notes:�
Ahhhh�okay.�
The chapter ran away with me.� And whoa boy did a few unplanned plot twists come out in
this one!� O.o�
Even I wasn�t expecting some of them.� I had all these possible scenarios as to what
was going to happen to Tyson, but this is the one that came
out.� Anyway, the poltergeist was
just a device to make things a little worse than what Daichi (surprise! no one
guessed the ghost was him!) had in mind.�
He�s mischievous, but he would never do
something serious like that to anyone.�
The poltergeist has no name because its roll is
fulfilled and will not be appearing in the rest of the fic � except
possibly at the end.� But
that�s a long way away, and I have so much more to write!� Let me know your thoughts on this!� Please
R/R!!!!
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