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Kali Notes:
Gee, I’m a bit behind on this one, aren’t I? At this rate it’ll be Halloween again before
I even finish this fic. Anyway, I think I’m going to have a lot of
people feeling the need to chase me down with pitchforks and various other
nasty weaponry after this chapter, so as soon as I post it, I’m running away to
the Shadow Realm to disappear until I post the next chapter…
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, etc.) excepting the fido-friendly
version on ffnet.
Sorry, folks. You know where else
to find it…
Pairings:
TyKa, Rei/Mariah, Max/Hilary, hinted Tala/Bryan & Kenny/Emily,
others to be decided.
~*~*~*~
Chapter 05
Daichi looked around at the stunned
group of boys and felt helplessly sympathetic.
He stepped over to Kai and brushed a ghostly hand over the dual-haired
teen’s arm.
Kai shivered at a sudden cool
sensation on his arm and smiled weakly.
“He is very sorry about this.” He said softly. The others looked at him numbly.
“Who? Daichi?” Rei stared at Kai, who nodded. “But…how do you know?”
“I’ve lived in this house for many
years. Daichi has been here for longer.
I’ve gotten used to having him around, and I’ve learned how he communicates
things sometimes.” Kai explained. He looked over at Tyson, who had begun
patting his leg, looking for his hand and attention. Kai grasped it tightly and tried to reassure
the very pale bluenette who was trembling as well. “It’s okay,
Kinomiya. I’m sure we can find another
way to fix this…”
“We need more info.” Tala decided.
“I mean, if the curse is to be broken by someone kissing him, and it’s
supposed to be like in fairytales, then it would stand to reason there’s a
specific someone that’s supposed to do the deed, right?”
Max nodded. “Makes sense to me. Daichi? Is there a specific person who is supposed
to…uh…kiss Tyson?”
Oh
boy. Daichi turned and went back to the
board. How am I going to explain
this? If I say yes, then the next
logical question will be ‘who?’ and I can’t outright say Kai…
There was no answer for quite a
while, as the little spirit contemplated a response.
Max frowned. “He’s not answering. Is he still here?” Daichi nudged the indicator to yes
again. “Oh. Well, maybe my question was too hard…” No,
Daichi indicated, rolling his eyes.
Bryan snickered. “I just think he doesn’t want to
answer.” The indicator hit yes again.
Max pouted cutely.
“Did the poltergeist have a reason
for choosing to curse Tyson?” Rei
asked. “Yes.”
“Other than
mischief?” Tala added. “Yes.
Okay then, why?”
“M-a-t-c-h-m-a-k-e-r.” Bryan
read. “Are you serious?!”
Daichi scowled and gave an almost
violent shove to the pointer. Yes, I am!
“That…is just weird.” Max stared at the board. “I mean…a matchmaking ghost? Ridiculous!”
Kai frowned at the air above the
board, mulling all the information over – until a conclusion of momentous
proportion slapped him in the face.
He knew Daichi knew of his…interest in Tyson. It was possible that, if there were other spirits in the house, that
they would know, too. Possible, but the
odds were shaky. Still, that would mean
that while Tyson was the one cursed, the intended target of the matchmaking
poltergeist (even Kai had to wonder about that – it did seem highly ridiculous)
was not Tyson…
It was Kai.
Lucky for him, none of the others
had picked up on that yet, and the crimson-eyed teen fully intended it to stay
that way.
However, Kai realized that he was going to have to break the
curse. Now, he didn’t have any issues
with kissing Tyson – actually, he rather liked the idea – but it was too
soon! He hadn’t even told the bluenette
he liked him or was even remotely interested that way. More, he didn’t know if Tyson would be, uh, receptive to the advances of someone of
the same gender, let alone Kai. He knew
Tyson didn’t care if someone was oriented toward aliens – they were still the same person as always to the
bluenette. But he didn’t know if Tyson had a problem with being attractive to his own
gender.
Blowing out a deep breath, Kai
looked down at Max. “Mizuhara, sit here
with Kinomiya for a few minutes. I’ll be
back.” He pretty much ordered, standing and letting the blonde take his seat before
directing Tyson’s hand to Max’s so he knew where the blonde was. Then he made his way toward his bathroom.
Tyson gripped his friend’s hand,
wondering what was going on. He didn’t
understand anything that was going on that night. He kept hoping it was all a strange dream
brought on by too much Halloween candy or something and that he’d wake up
perfectly fine. At least he was getting
to see a different side to the serious, silent teen he’d come to admire and
respect.
“How are you doing, Tyson?” Max asked in concern,
noting that his friend still appeared pale and shaky. “Whatever this is, I promise we’ll find a way
to fix it – hopefully without any kissing.”
Ah…thanks,
Maxie. Tyson gave him a weak smile,
not wanting to worry his friends any more than they already were. His mind was a whirlwind of chaotic thought
at the moment, all the new information he’d heard trying to sort itself out into
some semblance of order and rationality.
Okay, so he was cursed by a ghost, and according to another ghost, he
had to be kissed by…someone in order to break the curse and be able to see and
talk again.
It seemed logical to him that it was
one of the people in the room who were meant to break the curse – unless the
ghost that cursed him meant for it to be exactly
like the fairytales and he’d be like this for a very long time until whoever
the ‘prince’ was came along. Tyson
shuddered and shoved that possibility off into a dark corner to ignore for
now. He couldn’t handle that possibility
right then.
Mulling it over further, logic also
dictated that it was someone who was unattached already – unless the person was
currently with the wrong person, but Tyson doubted it. Tala and Bryan were an
established, solid pair and Tyson couldn’t fathom either of them with, well,
himself. Ugh. No offence, guys, but hell no. He said silently in refusal.
Rei was also out of the
picture. He had Mariah. No way
am I getting between that one and Rei.
Tyson shuddered. Even if Rei was
rather attractive – in an exotic, feline sort of way – Tyson didn’t think he
and Rei would ever make a decent couple in a billion years. They were better friends than anything else.
As for Max…the blonde was genki, he
was a lot of fun, a great friend, and all that, but quite honestly the idea was
just creepy. So wrong. Tyson whimpered and gently tugged his hand
from Max’s. Wrong!
And then Tyson felt his face heat up
as the last remaining possibility hit him full force. Oh…holy
hell…what if it’s Kai!? I can’t just ask
him to kiss me out of nowhere like
that! I mean…I’d love to, but… Tyson cut off the thought before it could
morph into anything more, knowing his face must be absolutely red by this
time. He hoped the others wouldn’t
notice.
In the bathroom, Kai leaned over the
sink and stared at himself in the mirror, asking his reflection over and over
if he was prepared to risk losing Tyson before he even had him by doing what was
necessary to help him – if indeed Kai was
the one to break the curse. And if he
did, and – best case scenario – Tyson was alright with it and wanted to return
his interest, then what? Was he ready to
start a relationship? Would Tyson be
ready?
Worse case scenario – Tyson freaked
out and never wanted anything to do with him ever again. Would Kai be able to pick up his broken pride
(aka heart) and move on?
Crimson eyes saw his already pale
skin turn even more ashen, and a bead of sweat trickled down the side of his
face. He was shaking, his heart was
thumping away inside his chest, and his breathing was a little fast and
erratic.
“What’s wrong with me?” He asked himself. “It’s just a kiss, right? No big deal.”
He scoffed at his mirror image, laughing humorlessly. “Yeah right. I’d only be kissing a guy I happen to like, and
it would be my first…oh god.” Feeling
dizzy, Kai turned on the taps to cold and splashed water on his face and neck
desperately.
Daichi, worried about his housemate,
had slowly followed Kai to the bathroom when it became apparent that the others
weren’t going to be asking more questions for the moment (while Tyson seemed to
space out and get lost in thought). He’d
heard Kai talking to himself and slipped through the closed door (quite
literally) to check on him. The little
spirit winced and managed to pick up a small hand-towel, holding it out to Kai
for his face.
Startled, Kai blinked water out of
his eyes and took the towel. “Thanks,
Daichi. I suppose you heard all that.” It was a statement more than a question, but
Daichi answered anyway, letting his presence tingle along Kai’s skin and making
the hair on his arms stand up. Kai
shivered and dried his face, muttering, “How
embarrassing…” into the towel.
Daichi sighed and tapped the
countertop twice, meaning ‘no’ in their little language. Kai gave a dull chuckle and draped the towel
over the towel rack. There’s nothing wrong with having waited for
the right person, Kai. I’m just very
sorry I had the idea of any of this in the first place, and that I don’t have
the power to fix it.
“Just answer a couple questions for
me, Daichi, if you can. Some things the
others don’t need to hear, you know?”
Kai ran an agitated hand through his hair and received another knocking sound
– once, meaning ‘yes’ – in answer.
“Thanks. Tyson isn’t the one what
was intended to be set up with someone was he?”
Sighing again, Daichi rapped his
knuckles on the counter twice. You’re really smart, Kai, to have figured it
out. I should have known.
“It’s me, isn’t it. I’m supposed to kiss him and then we’re
supposed to fall madly in love like the fairytales and live happily ever
after?”
Reluctantly, Daichi rapped on the
counter once. I’m sorry, Kai. It’s my fault.
“God…how am I going to do
this?” Kai resisted the urge to bang his
head on the wall. He had a headache
already. “I can’t just march out there
and kiss him!”
Actually,
you could. It would be the fastest,
easiest way of accomplishing it.
Daichi would have banged his head on the wall…if it wouldn’t just pass
right through. But you don’t do things the fast, easy way…and you have to tell him
that you like him, so…
“I’ll just…have to hope an
opportunity comes up, I guess.” Kai
straightened, forcing his expression to go neutral before he turned to leave
the bathroom. “Oh
god.”
Daichi frowned, but followed him
back outside. He was going to keep his
eyes on the teens until this whole thing had played out. He was worried about Kai – and Tyson, too, of
course.
Max silently gave the crimson-eyed
teen back his seat next to Tyson and sat back down on the floor where he’d been
before.
“While you were in the bathroom,
Kai, we all came to the conclusion that until we find someone who likes Tyson
and is willing to kiss him, there’s nothing we can do right now.” Rei informed him regretfully.
“We can’t just give up!” Max protested loudly.
“I don’t think we want to, Max, and we’re not really giving up. But we need more information and how are we
going to get it from a ghost? We can only
get so much out of ghost.” Bryan pointed out. “Especially when it doesn’t
want to tell us everything.”
Kai frowned. He didn’t like this either. “Daichi wouldn’t keep anything so important
from us. He’s trying his best to help. There’s probably stuff he doesn’t know
either, you know.” He defended the
spirit.
Tala intervened before another
argument could break out. “Is Daichi
still here? Because I
have a couple more questions.”
Daichi sighed and went back to the
board on the table, flicking the pointer back to yes.
Max jumped when it moved and laughed
nervously. “That…is still really
spooky.”
Well,
duh. Daichi sneered. He glanced at the redhead impatiently. Get on
with it, Tala! Ask away!
“Okay. Daichi, can you tell us exactly what has to
be done to break the curse on Takao?”
There was a moment of silence, as
Daichi mulled that request over before he finally answered (Bryan reading the words formed aloud).
“Curse only broken
by deed and by word.” The
lavender-haired teen said. “I don’t get it.”
“The ‘deed’ would be the kiss,
obviously.” Rei drummed his fingers on
the table top thoughtfully. “And the
‘word’…”
“A confession?” Max drew his knees to his chest and hugged
them. “That sounds all romantic and
stuff, like fairytale.”
That’s
it. I’m going to be blind and mute for
life. Tyson sagged against the
cushions of the couch. I mean, as if Kai is ever going to tell me he lo-likes
me, let alone kiss me.
Kai glanced at the bluenette when he
felt him shift, and saw the despondent expression on his face. It looked very much like he was giving
up. He frowned in concern, since he knew
very well that Tyson didn’t just give up like that on anything.
Tala caught both teens’ expressions
and smiled inwardly. Clever ghost, whichever one it was that did
it. Kai’s been watching Tyson for months
now without doing anything about it. I
knew he must have had some sort of
interest in the kid, but now it’s pretty obvious what sort of interest that it
is. Looking back at the board, Tala
went on questioning Daichi.
“We asked before, and you didn’t
seem to want to answer, but I’m going to ask again. And please answer, Daichi, because I don’t
think you want Tyson to suffer like
this, do you?”
Daichi winced, guiltily moving the
indicator to answer ‘no.’
“Then please, Daichi, tell us…is
there a specific person who is supposed to break the curse?”
Ooooh…damn it all! Daichi wanted
to pull out his hair in frustration – if he had hair, which was debatable being
a spirit. Tala had successfully
guilt-tripped him into answering. But then, I don’t have to say who…
“Yes!” Bryan
nodded, moving closer to the table with the information. “Now we’re getting somewhere.”
“Okay, that’s good! Thank you, Daichi.” Tala glanced at Tyson. “Who is it?
Someone that was here at the party tonight?”
Daichi reluctantly indicated yes
once more. Crap. At this rate, he’ll figure
it out by process of elimination. He’s
too clever! He quickly added, “But
don’t know exactly who.” hoping to throw them off. He didn’t care if he was lying through his
teeth, not when he knew Kai already
had it figured out.
Kai kept his mouth shut, and felt
slightly guilty about it. He could
almost physically feel Tyson
withdrawing from them at every question, and he was almost ready to do it just
to fix it all and live with the fall out – which was sure to be bad.
“He doesn’t know exactly who, but he
knows it was meant to be someone specific.
Great.” Max scowled,
an unnatural expression for the genki blonde.
“That really narrows it down.”
“It did. It’s someone that was at the party.” Bryan
reminded him. “It’s a place to start,
anyway. Hey, Kon,
get that notepad and a pen. We’ll make a
list and narrow it down some more.”
Kai didn’t think he could stand to
sit there and listen to this, so he made up an excuse to leave. “We’re running low on snacks. I’ll go get some more popcorn and some more
sodas.”
Tyson, desperately wanting to get
out of there nearly as much as Kai did, grabbed the older teen by the arm and
tugged as he was standing up.
“Kinomiya? What is it?”
Kai asked soothingly. No matter
how much he disliked the situation, he would not let Tyson suffer the silence and sightlessness alone.
The bluenette pointed at himself,
then at Kai, and then in the general direction he remembered the door to be.
“You want to come with me?” Kai guessed.
Tyson nodded. “Sure. You probably need a break. Come on, then. I’ll lead you so you don’t run into things.”
“But…” Max began to protest. “What if we…”
Kai glared down at him in warning as
Tyson stood up, grasping Kai’s hand tightly.
The blonde snapped his mouth shut and looked away.
“If we come up with something while
you’re gone, we’ll come tell you right away, alright?” Rei tried to pacify them. He noted how Kai was standing in front of
Tyson in a protective way, as if just that would keep him safe.
“Fine.” Kai accepted that, and moved toward the door,
leading the bluenette carefully.
Daichi escaped while he had the
chance. Sorry guys. No more
questions. I’ve had enough. He went quickly after his housemate.
Kai sighed in relief once he was
back out in the kitchen and helped Tyson take his same seat at the
counter. “Here, Kinomiya. Sit here and try to relax.” He began to bustle around, pulling out more
chips and getting ready to pop more popcorn.
“I know all that was starting to get to you, in there. You needed a breather.”
Tyson sighed, but offered a tiny,
grateful smile. Thanks, Kai. You’ve been…really
strong for me tonight. I appreciate it
more than you’ll ever know. I just wish…
“I don’t suppose you want a soda, so
how about tea instead?” Kai asked,
interrupting his thoughts. Tyson
blinked, but nodded. “Okay. I’ve got some green tea here, if that’s
alright with you.” Another nod, and Kai set the kettle to boil on the stove. “That’ll be a few minutes. Okay, it’s going to get noisy with the
popcorn machine again, Kinomiya.” He
warned, flicking the switch.
After a few more minutes, the
popcorn was done and Kai was pouring boiling water into a mug with a tea-ball
full of green tea leaves for Tyson when Tala came out of the bedroom.
“Hey, Kai? Come here for a second, would you?” The redhead stuffed his hands in his pockets
and waited near the bedroom door, as far away as he could get from Tyson to be
out of earshot.
Kai slid the mug in front of the
bluenette and set one of Tyson’s hands on the handle. “Here’s your tea, Kinomiya. Be careful, though, because it’s very hot,
and the tea-ball is still in it.” He
watched Tyson lift a hand to feel carefully for the chain of the ball hanging
over the rim and caught a nod from him before he left. “I’ll just be a moment, Kinomiya. Bang on the pot like before if you need
something. It’s right next to your left
hand on the counter.”
Kai went over to Tala and folded his
arms over his chest impatiently. “What?”
“We narrowed it down, and the only
answer we could come up with…the only person at the party tonight who was
single, completely unattached, and who it just didn’t feel creepy pairing him
up with was…” Tala met Kai’s crimson eyes daringly. “You. By logic and process of elimination, we think
you are the one to break the curse.”
Across the room, Tyson set his mug
down with a soft ‘clink’. He’d heard
that perfectly, despite Tala speaking softly all the way across the very large
room. He sucked in a sharp breath, mind
and body reeling at the knowledge being confirmed by one of the others. I knew
it. And now… He strained to listen, hoping that maybe…just
maybe…Kai would…
“Me.
I highly doubt it.” Kai scoffed,
his voice betraying his shock and the fact that he already knew with the slight
cracking in it. “Tyson isn’t into guys,
Tala.”
Tyson froze at the comment,
stung. No…just one guy. He
corrected, bitterly laughing at himself.
He pushed himself off the stool slowly, getting to his feet.
“You don’t know that,
Hiwatari.” Tala mimicked the other teen
and crossed his arms, too – smugly, however.
“And you two would make a good couple. Tell me, how’d you figure it out
so soon, and why
didn’t you say anything earlier?!”
Kai rubbed at his face wearily and
in great embarrassment. “Look, oh clever one, that doesn’t matter. Do you realize what’s being asked of me – us – here?”
Tyson felt a tear escape and trickle
down his cheek. He took Kai’s words to
mean that the dual-haired teen didn’t want
to kiss him and didn’t feel anything
romantic for Tyson at all.
He didn’t want to hear anymore, all
hope dying. Stumbling blindly, he relied
on his vague memories of the layout of the room, and on what senses he had
left, to navigate to the balcony doors.
Tyson couldn’t stay another minute.
He needed to leave, and he threw open the door with a silent sob of
despair.
“Of course I…” Tala blinked then
pointed in the direction of the kitchen.
“Uh oh…”
Kai turned and in an instant was
flying across the room toward the open balcony door. Luckily, Tyson hadn’t gotten far and was
still on the balcony clinging to the railing.
“Kinomiya! What are you doing, you idiot?!” Kai went to him and tried to take his arm to
lead him back inside, but Tyson turned away and stepped back from him, shaking
his head adamantly.
Don’t! Tyson cried out in the silence of his
mind. Don’t touch me, don’t help me, just let me be! Please…
Tears coursed down his cheeks.
Kai didn’t touch him, but he didn’t
go away either. “Kinomiya…I don’t know
what’s wrong unless you help me figure it out somehow. Did I do or say something wrong?” he asked
cautiously. He really did not know what
to do or say faced with a crying Tyson.
What he did know was that he wanted to make the tears stop, whatever was
causing them.
The bluenette’s head shook, stopped,
nodded, then stopped again before he drove his fingers
into his hair with a silent scream of frustration. Yes! No! I
don’t know… Kai watched helplessly
and stepped forward, though he didn’t attempt to touch Tyson yet.
“Hey…look at me.” The dual-haired teen waited until Tyson
slowly raised his head to stare at him with forlorn, red-rimmed grey eyes
before continuing. “Whatever it is that
I’ve done or said, I’m sorry. And…I’m especially sorry that this has
happened to you. I feel responsible somehow, and…”
Tyson’s eyes
widened in shock. No!
Don’t feel like that, Kai! I’m
depressed and I feel sorry for myself, but I don’t blame you! He reached out
instinctively, shaking his head in denial.
You would never have done this or
allowed it to be done, Kai. I know that!
Kai stopped speaking and tentatively
took the bluenette’s hand so he could find him.
He wasn’t, however, quite prepared for the younger teen to toss both
arms around him in an embrace that – while completely out of the blue – was not
unwelcome. Not sure what else to do or
say, Kai slowly raised his arms and carefully wrapped them around Tyson in
return, enfolding him in a loose, hesitant embrace that made his breath catch
just a little and his heart pound.
“Kinomiya…Tyson, I’m so sorry. I…I wish I knew what to say or do to make
this all stop and make you better.” Kai
lamented softly, his breath lightly ruffling the dark blue hair on top of
Tyson’s head as he spoke.
Tyson shook his head again and
snuggled in closer without realizing it.
It was the oddest thing, but now
he felt safe – protected – and Kai was warm.
He’d thought he’d never feel like this again, and while there was a
fleeting thought that he’d not expected it to be with another guy, let alone Kai, it didn’t bother him at all to be
in this position, to be this intimate.
The slightly taller teen’s arms tightened into a full-fledged hug and it
was enough to make Tyson smile just a little.
Standing in the balcony doors, Tala
observed the two silently and just out of sight and hearing range. Come
on, Hiwatari…you have the perfect opportunity there and I will so slap you if
you pass it up! Pain! Lots of pain!
He looked away for a second as he
heard footsteps in the room behind him.
The others came trooping out of Kai’s bedroom.
“Tala! Where’s Tyson and
Kai?” Max asked immediately when he didn’t
see either teen in the room.
“Shh!” The redhead shushed them and waved them
over. “Check this out, guys, but be quiet!”
Max, Rei, and Bryan joined him at
the door and the four boys huddled in secrecy as they watched the proceedings
outside.
A fifth boy was there, too,
unbeknownst to tall the rest. Daichi
stood just outside the doors and was valiantly – though uselessly – railing at
Kai to just kiss him already!
Had the two tens been able to read
each other’s minds, they would have discovered similar trains of thought steam
rolling back and forth through their brains.
Each was wondering if it was worth the risks to actually let the other
know that he did in fact like the
other, and – if they accepted that emotion – if they weren’t averse to a kiss…what would
it be like?
And would the curse really break and
let Tyson go back to normal again?
Tyson slowly pulled back from Kai,
coming to a firm decision after several minutes of intense thought and
reflection. One hand slowly but
deliberately slid from Kai’s shoulder to the back of his neck and curved around
it as he lifted his head and stepped up close to Kai to stand chest to chest with
him. Kai’s hands fell to Tyson’s waist
and rested there without the crimson-eyed teen realizing it. He was too busy staring down into those
sightless but no less captivating stormy eyes and wondering if he wasn’t in the
middle of another of his dreams after all.
Oh
god… Kai felt a small bubble of
panic well up in his throat. I think I…fuck it. Tell him, kiss him, and…let the chips lay as
they fall. He could see something in
Tyson’s expression, feel it in the way the bluenette’s
body molded itself to his own seamlessly.
He could see it in Tyson’s eyes, too, along with a desperate fear of
rejection. Even if Kai had wanted to, he
couldn’t voice any kind of
rejection. He seemed to have misplaced
his voice, and he had to swallow hard to get the lump out of his throat. No one
can over call me a coward, not after this.
He dipped his head down, pausing
just out of touching range, yet so close his breath was warm and fluttering
against Tyson’s lips and cheek. He felt
the bluenette shiver and gave a shudder of his own when the finders at the nape
of his neck twitched and sent pleasant chills of sensation trickling down his
spine. Kai stared deeply into those eyes
in a flash of sudden wonder, as if maybe, just maybe, Tyson liked him as
much as Kai had come to like Tyson…
That one possibility, one daring
hope, was enough for Kai to regain a little of his confidence – enough to do
what he needed to at that moment.
Daichi and the four hidden teens at
the doors sucked in collective sharp breaths and held them, waiting in
breathless anticipation.
And then they heard Kai’s voice
clearly in the still, hushed darkness, slightly husky but warm.
“Kinomiya…I have a confession to
make.”
~*~*~*~
Kali Notes:
And post! Running away! *ZOOM* Please R/R!!!! *echo…echo*
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