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Spirited	By : Kali Category: Beyblade > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2015 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Kali
Notes:� Entered in the Ultimate TyKa Fanfiction Contest at www.KaiTaka.net.� This
chapter is a part of my latest Chaos Wave!�
Thanks for the reviews, everyone!

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 03:

�� The two teens
slowly walked forward until they were further into the room � enough that they
could look around at the entire area from one spot.� It was the exact same room they�d just left.

�� Um�� Tyson frowned, keeping close to Kai as he
looked back toward the door they�d just entered from.� �What�s going on?�

�� Okay.� I think I get this.�� Kai pointed at the door across the room.� �We go through that door, and�we end up at
that door.�� He spun and pointed at the
other entrance.� �Like�a loop?�

�� In an
instant?� Without us noticing?�� Tyson stared at him doubtfully.� �Kai, I�m no Kenny, but even I know enough
physics and such to know that�s not very probable.�

�� Scowling, Kai
started walking to the opposite door.�
�Let�s test it.� You stay here,
and I�ll go through, so we can find out where it goes.�

�� Oh, hell no.� You�re not leaving me here by myself!� the
bluenette protested.� �Kai!�

�� Stay,
Kinomiya.� I�m not going far, and I�ll be
right where you can see me the whole time.��
Kai ordered, reaching out to grasp the door handle and turn it.� With an eerie creaking, he opened the door
and walked through.

�� Tyson watched him
go, curling his arms around himself in an effort to hide the shivering that was
making him tremble visibly.� He really didn�t like this.� �Kai��

�� It�s just a
hallway.�� Kai said, turning back.� �Come on, Tyson, and we�ll�� he was cut off
as the door suddenly slammed shut right in front of him.

�� BAM!

�� Kai!�� Tyson ran to the door and began pounding on
it with his good hand.� �KAI?!� Shit, this isn�t funny, dude!� Kai!��
He grabbed the doorknob and tried to open the door again, but it
wouldn�t budge.� He rattled it forcefully
a few more times, but it just wouldn�t open.�
Distressed and really scared now, he leaned against the door, his forehead
propping him up against the cool wood while he tried to get his breathing back
under control and to make his heart stop beating a rough tattoo in his chest.

�� Kai��

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�� Crimson eyes stared
at the now closed � and seemingly locked � door with shock.� �Whatever this is, I suggest you cut it out
and let me back through that door or I�ll rip
it down!�� He said in a tight, angry voice.� Whatever was going on here, it wasn�t scaring
him so much as it was pissing him off.�
He didn�t like being played with, and he wouldn�t put up with such games
at a time like this.� And he was worried
about Tyson, who was probably on the other side of that door absolutely
freaking out.

�� You do any such
thing, and you�ll pay for the replacement, Kid.�

�� Kai spun round at
the voice, glaring and slightly off-balance from being startled.� �Who are you?� he demanded.

�� The owner of the
voice was an old man, dressed in tweed pants and a button-down plaid shirt,
wearing a fisherman�s hat.� He stood at
the other end of the hall, illuminated by the light spilling out an open
doorway.� �That�s my question, seeing as
how it�s my house you�re trespassing in.�

�� My friend and I
came to ask to use your phone to call for a tow-truck and a mechanic.� Your door opened and we came inside, but no
one was there.� We were looking around
for whoever lives here, then we got separated.��
Kai explained with as much patience as he could muster at the
moment.� �There�s something weird going
on in this house, but I don�t care about that.�
I just want my friend back so we can call for help and go back to the
rest of our friends.�

�� The old man
frowned.� �Something weird?� Your friend?�
You�re the only one I�ve seen or heard.�
Come in here where there�s a fire.��
With that, he simply left Kai standing there and disappeared into the
room.

�� Glancing back at
the locked door, Kai hesitated a moment, but eventually followed the stranger.

�� As soon as he
entered the room, he froze and stared.�
�What the�?� I just�this is�� The usually unflappable Hiwatari Kai was
officially flapped.� It was the same damn
room he�d just left Tyson in.

�� Only, it was minus
Tyson.

�� What the hell is going on?!�

�� His host was
standing at the fireplace, prodding the logs with a poker.� He looked up at Kai�s exclamation with a
raised eyebrow.� �Son, I don�t know
what�s the matter with you, but there�s nothing going on.� You�re in my study.� My wife is making tea in the kitchen.� She should be along soon.�� Kai�s mouth opened, then closed.� �You look like you�ve seen a ghost, kid.� Have a seat and get your bearings back.�

�� Kai made his way to
one of the leather armchairs and dropped into it, unable to think of something
else to say or do.

�� Do you have a name
or do I just keep calling you �Kid�?�

�� Thoughts racing as
he tried to wrap his mind around this mess he was in, Kai replied almost
absently, �Hiwatari Kai.�

�� The old man tilted
his head and studied Kai with interest, taking a seat in the other
armchair.� �A Hiwatari?� All the way out here?� Curious.�
None of them usually deign to leave their high, holy ground back in the
city.�

�� Kai flicked his
eyes up to glare hard at him.� �Don�t
assume I�m anything like my other
family members, old man.� It�s a
mistake.�

�� Didn�t mean
anything by it.�� He raised his hands up
defensively.� �It just surprised me,
that�s all.� And I have a name, you
know.� Just call me Ryou.� He held out a
hand to Kai, who cautiously shook it briefly.�
�Good.� Now we�re getting
somewhere.� You said something about a friend?�

�� Yes.� Tyson.�
Like I said, we need to borrow your phone.�

�� Well, I�m sure
he�s around here somewhere.� My wife will
probably find him.� And I�m afraid we
don�t have a telephone.�

�� Don�t have�� Kai
stared at him in consternation.� Who the
hell didn�t have a phone these days?�
�Fine.� I�ll just find Tyson and
we�ll leave you alone.�� He stood up and
went to the door, intending to go back the way he came and try to get Tyson
out.� �Sorry to have intruded.� We really didn�t know there was anyone around.�

�� Yes, well, you
don�t need to run off.� There�s a storm
outside, you know��

�� Kai ignored that,
opening the door with a quick flick of his wrist�only to come up short in front
of wall.� The door led nowhere.� �Agh!�� Kai gave a short cry of frustrated anger and
whirled on Ryou.� �What the fuck�?!�

�� The room was empty,
and he was once again alone.

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�� After a few moments
spent getting his nerves back under control, Tyson moved back from the door and
turned to assess his situation carefully.

�� He was in a haunted
house.� Kai was missing.� He seemed to be trapped in a room that had
doors that led straight back to this same room.�
Kai was missing.� His wrist was
actually starting to throb and he didn�t have any pain medication handy.� Kai was missing.� He still hadn�t found a phone and his friends
were still out there in the blizzard.�
And did he mention Kai was missing?

�� Okay, Tyson�� The bluenette grabbed hold of his thoughts
and tried to talk himself into calming down.�
Let�s not get carried away.� You can get yourself out of this mess without
relying on Kai.� You�ve been through
worse, right?

�� Right.

�� Walking back toward
the fireplace, Tyson looked up toward the balcony area where he and Kai had
first entered the room � or at least, he assumed it was, seeing as how he had
no idea how this room worked.� Hmm�worth
trying.

�� Tyson went to the
ladder and climbed up.� At the top, he
reached for the doorknob but just as he was about to turn it and open the door,
the knob turned in his hand on its own and the door swung open.� Standing there, in the doorway, was an old
woman in a white nightdress carrying a full tea-tray.� She seemed to glow with an ethereal spooky aura
(coming from a light from somewhere in the hallway) that only served to add to
the frantic jump of his nerves.

�� He let out a scream
that nearly reached female proportions � echoed by the old woman a split second
later.

�� Ah!� HOLY CRAP!��
He exclaimed a moment later, clutching his chest for dear life.� The old woman almost dropped her tray, but
somehow managed to hang onto it.� She was
white as her gown yet she seemed quite capable of chewing him out.

�� Kami save me!� Who
are you and what are you doing in my house?!�

�� Me?!� Look, lady, I didn�t mean to trespass but my
friend and I didn�t know there was anyone living here.� We hoped, because we need to borrow a phone
to call for a tow truck, but when the door opened and let us in but no one was
here��

�� Excuse me?� Let you in?�
What are you talking about?�

�� Um�� Tyson shuffled his feet and stepped back from
the door.� �Sorry, let me help you with
that so we can get out of this door.�

�� Not necessary,
young man.�� The old woman stopped past
him regally and went to the balcony railing.�
Tyson frowned in confusion, because he didn�t see how she was going to
get down that ladder carrying the tray.�
To his amazement, she flicked a switch on the railing that neither he or
Kai had noticed earlier and there was a light clanging noise as metal steps
descended from the floor and curved down to the room below.� She stepped down the stairs and walked to the
small table between the leather chairs and set down the tray.� Tyson followed her, somewhat bemused and a
whole lost confused.� �Now, speak
up.� Tell me what�s going on here.�

�� Ah, I�m Kinomiya
Tyson, ma�am.� I�m sorry for coming into
your home without invitation.� As I said,
my friend and I came here to borrow a phone because our team�s bus broke down
on the road.� We knocked, and the door
opened, but there was no one there.� We
were�� the World Champ hesitated, then decided Kai�s excuse was probably best. ��concerned that someone might have been
injured in the house so we came in to check it out.� But weird stuff has been happening ever since
we came in.�

�� I see.�� Pouring two teacups full of tea, the woman
handed Tyson one.� �You may call me Isae, Tyson.� I thank
you for your concern, but we are perfectly fine.� My husband should be along soon.� But may I ask, where is this friend you speak
of?� I have not seen anyone else.�

�� Tyson took the cup,
looking into its depths as if he could find all the answers to his situation
there.� This whole thing was crazy and
getting even worse.� He could swear he
recognized the old woman�s name from somewhere.�
�Thank you, Isae.� Um, that�s one of the weird things that
happened.� See, we were over there,� he
pointed at the hated door, �and Kai was just outside, but the door suddenly
slammed shut and I couldn�t get it open again.�
Plus, when I called for him, he didn�t answer back.�

�� She sipped her tea
and raised an eyebrow.� �Well, it is an
old house.� I imagine the doorframe has
warped a little over the years.� Strange
things always occur in old houses, young man.�

�� Uh, maybe.� I don�t know why he didn�t answer though.�

�� I�m sure my
husband will find this Kai, so please do not worry.� As for your other problem, I�m afraid we don�t
have a telephone.�

�� Tyson blinked at
her in surprise.� �No phone?� That�s�old-fashioned.�� He couldn�t say �weird� without being rude.

�� Yes, well, we have
no use for such modern ridiculousness.�
Neither of us have any other family, and we�re quite content to keep to
ourselves here.�� Isae
didn�t appear to realize how strange it was to Tyson that someone in this day
and age had no telephone in a wealthy country such as Japan.

�� Uh huh.� Well, if that�s the case, then I�ll just go
find Kai and we�ll get out of your space.�
I�m sorry, again, for intruding.��
Tyson set down the tea he hadn�t drank and went to the door he�d lost
Kai at.� �Have a good evening, ma�am.�

�� He turned the
doorknob, direly hoping it would open this time.� It did.

�� But there was
nothing there but a wall.

�� Well damn.� Can this evening get any worse?�

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Kali endnotes:� Ah, things just get better and better, don�t
they?� I love messing with the characters�
heads.� Don�t forget, Ride the Wave!� Check out my other updates, and stay
tuned! More coming soon! Thanks for reading, and don�t forget to R/R!!!!
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