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.
So sorry for the wait. Kali’s had…a whole lotta crap going on in life lately. Thanks for your patience!
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 05:
Seething, worried
for Tyson, and – for the first time in his memory – fearful of the situation,
Kai prepared to launch Dranzer and put a quick end to this nightmare. But as his arm tensed to pull back on the
ripcord, the air around him wavered, the images of the room and the fireplace
and the furniture all blurring and fading together. It made him dizzy and he suddenly had to
fight to keep his launcher up, let
alone steady.
Before he knew it,
he was standing on the front steps of the house, the wind blowing cold and snow
around him. Blinking to get rid of the
dizziness and disorientation, Kai let his launcher drop to his side and looked
around in shock.
“What the hell…?”
he really didn’t understand what was going on around here. Turning, he looked up at the house – or what
had been the house. It was barely more
than a skeleton structure, old, derelict, and obviously a ruin. There were no floors, hardly any walls, and
the roof may as well be non-existent for all the holes in it. Then Kai heard a soft moan, and spotted a
sight that made his heart clench painfully.
“Tyson!” Horrified, he hurried over to Tyson and knelt
down next to him, heedless of the snow and his lack of proper winter-wear. The bluenette teen was lying on his side,
curled into himself and cradling his injured wrist against his chest. His hat lay nearby, and he didn’t seem aware
of his surroundings. “Kinomiya? Hey…” Kai gently pushed the wet, frozen
strands of hair from his face and patted his cheek lightly. “Come on, Tyson. You have to wake up and tell me what’s wrong
so I can help you.”
“Ughn…Kai…” Tyson muttered forlornly, curling into a tighter
ball. Kai frowned and rolled Tyson over,
pulling him into his lap and wrapping himself around the younger teen
protectively. Rubbing his hands up and
down Tyson’s arms to try and get some warmth into him, Kai hoped he wasn’t
going to end up ill as well as injured because of this debacle.
“Kinomiya…wake
up!” Kai peered down into Tyson’s
upturned face, feeling the body in his arms twitch and tense. “Come on, now…I know you can hear me, and I’m
telling you to pull yourself together and wake up. Don’t you dare get sick on me, Tyson!”
“Not.” Tyson mumbled, one hazy blue eye squinting
open and spotting Kai hovering above him.
“What? Kai?” The other eye pried itself open and he looked
around in confusion. “Where are we? What happened?” He shivered harshly and tried to wrap his own
arms around himself, but yelped as he jarred his injured wrist.
“Easy.” Kai grabbed his arm and held that wrist away
from further injury. “I think you’re
going into shock, Tyson. We’d better get
you back to the bus. At least it’s
warm.” He reached up to take off his
scarf and drape it around Tyson’s neck instead, wrapping it carefully around
him. “You don’t remember anything about
going into that house to borrow the phone to call a tow-truck and getting
separated?”
“Huh?” A little distracted by Kai wrapping his
precious scarf around his (Tyson’s!)
neck, the bluenette tried to pull his mind back to the situation. “Oh.
Yeah. Wait…what about the…” he
struggled out of Kai’s grasp and rolled onto his knees, looking up at the house
only to fall back onto his butt in surprise at the state of the building. “Uh…that wasn’t what we saw when we got here,
was it?”
“No. I don’t know what or who was messing with us,
but they seem to be done. We should get
out of here before they decide otherwise, Tyson.”
Tyson looked up at
Kai, who rose to his feet and brushed the snow off his clothes. “I think…I remember…something…” he said,
accepting the hand Kai held out to help him up.
“We can talk about
it later, Tyson. Let’s just get to
safety and warmth.” Kai didn’t release
his hand, instead he kept it firmly in his own as if he felt Tyson would
disappear again if he didn’t. Bemused,
Tyson let him pull him along as they hurried away from the strange old haunted
house, trudging through the snow.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Unbeknownst to
them, two silent, unseen spectres hovered near the unhinged
front door of their beloved home, watching the two youths stumble down the hill
and away.
“Things have changed so much, my love.” The female ghost commented sadly. “It
seems that we no longer belong here.”
“Truly.
Perhaps we no longer are able to understand those living any
longer. It used to be easy to scare and
influence those who trespassed in our home.
But these two…they were not afraid of us, nor for themselves. If they were afraid, it was for each other.” The male ghost replied.
“I had believed such honour
and compassion had died long before we did.”
Isae admitted.
“It gives me hope to see that maybe there is hope for the future.”
“They
were interesting children. So young yet
so wise.”
“I
hope they seize what happiness they can.
Life is so fleeting, and the living take it for granted too easily.”
“I
think they’ll be just fine, my love.”
~*~*~*~*~*~
Kai rapped his
knuckles on the glass of the door and waited until someone inside rushed over
to open it for him.
“Kai! Tyson!
There you are!” Max exclaimed,
motioning them inside. “Get in here
before you freeze to death!”
“Tyson!” Hilary scolded immediately, rushing toward
them down the aisle. “What were you
thinking?! Going off on your own like
that, not telling anyone you left…”
“Don’t badger him
right now, Hilary.” Kai guided Tyson to
a seat and watched him sink down into it wearily. “Get me the first aid kit again.” He sat down next to the bluenette and with
infinite care rolled up Tyson’s sleeves and unwrapped the bandages from earlier
that evening to inspect the damage. He
winced at the bruising and swollen flesh.
“How are you not bitching and moaning and complaining?”
Tyson grit his
teeth and leaned against the seat, absolutely compliantly. “Because I was a little preoccupied with
trying to find you, oh fearless
leader, and get out of that whacked out place.”
He flinched as Rei suddenly appeared behind Kai and handed him a plastic
baggie that he’d filled with snow and icicles for a makeshift ice-pack. “Oh, no, please don’t…OW!” He hissed as Kai molded the baggie around
Tyson’s wrist and held his arm in place so that he couldn’t jerk it away.
“Until we get home,
you’ll have to put up with this, Kinomiya.
I don’t like this swelling.” Kai
stated, looking up to meet Tyson’s pain-filled eyes. “Are you still cold?”
“You’re asking me
that with that on me?” the dragon grumbled, nodding at the
ice-pack. Kai ignored the complaint and
eyed him warningly. “A little, but not
as bad as before.” Tyson confessed
grudgingly.
Kenny peered over
the seat at them. “What happened? Where did you go, anyway?”
“Yeah, Tyson.” Daichi echoed, poking his head between Hilary
and Max to scowl at his teammate.
“I went with Kai to
find a phone to call for a tow-truck.”
The bluenette said, scowling back ineffectually.
“We thought we’d
gotten lucky with the house up the hill, but it’s just a ruin.” Kai interjected before a squabble could break
out and before anyone could start asking questions that he wasn’t about to
answer. Tyson seemed to catch on quickly
enough, thankfully, and simply nodded in agreement.
“Yeah, no help
there.”
They didn’t notice
the looks exchanged amongst their friends.
After a brief pause, Rei broke the silence.
“Uh, yeah…about
that…”
Kai glanced at him,
shifting the ice-pack to the other side of Tyson’s wrist. “What?”
Hilary held out her
hand, in which lay a cell phone. “Max
had a cell phone tucked away in his luggage.
He forgot he even had it.”
Max had the grace
to blush and look sheepish when both Kai and Tyson stared hard at him. “Um…oops?”
“Great. So I take it that help is on the way?” Kai eyed the other teens, who all
enthusiastically nodded.
“Yes!” They chorused.
“I managed to call
Mr. Dickenson. He said he was sending another
bus for us and a tow-truck to deal with this bus. Both should be here soon.” Kenny informed him, glancing at his watch.
“Good.” Kai’s tone was dismissive, and he turned back
to observe Tyson’s wrist, shifting the ice-pack again. “How’s the wrist, Kinomiya? Still in pain?”
Tyson shrugged,
grimacing. “Not so bad at the
moment. Kinda
numb, really.”
Kai nodded. The swelling was going down slightly. Neither noticed their friends melting away to
the far side of the bus and leaving them be.
The bluenette
watched Kai gently wrap some gauze around his wrist to hold the ice-pack
against it. “Kai…about what happened…”
“You’re not going
to tell me about ghosts, Kinomiya. I don’t
know what it was, but I don’t believe in ghosts.”
“No, not that. Although it was pretty freaky and paranormal… But it wasn’t what I was talking about.”
“Then what?” The phoenix was so concentrated on his task
that he didn’t see Tyson’s soft, fond expression.
“I heard what you
said when we were separated. Um…whoever
it was let me hear your conversation with…them.” Tyson laid his good hand on top of Kai’s,
halting his movements for a moment and drawing his attention back up so their
eyes met. “The one that was talking to
me, at the time, said that they didn’t understand why we were hiding things
from each other. I told her that we
weren’t, that I’d know if you were hiding something from me and vice-versa, but
she didn’t believe me, I guess.”
Frowning, Kai
shifted restlessly under that stormy blue gaze.
“Well, we would. We don’t have
any reason to hide anything, even if we did have something to hide. We’re too…close for that.”
“I know. I tried to explain, but they wouldn’t
listen. That’s when they let me hear
your, uh, demands.” Tyson’s grin flashed
in amusement. And it widened when Kai
actually flushed as he realized what it was Tyson was getting at.
“Kinomiya…”
“So I belong to
you, huh?” Tyson lowered his eyes a bit,
managing to look rather coy about it.
Kai narrowed his eyes at the dragon, watching as the very pink tip of
Tyson’s tongue poked out and licked at his bottom lip, tantalizing Kai’s senses
unconsciously. Lowering his voice, Tyson
leaned forward a little as he continued.
“I’m the reason you get up in the morning? I think that’s nicest thing you’ve ever said
about me.”
Not realizing that
he’d leaned closer to Tyson, Kai reached out and grabbed a handful of Tyson’s
shirt and jacket, pulling him right in until they were nose-to-nose. “You already knew that, Tyson. Maybe I never said it out loud, but we’ve
never had to say anything out loud to each other, have we?” Kai’s crimson eyes flared, boring right into
Tyson’s were neither blader could run away nor hide.
“Had to? No, probably not. Not the really important stuff, after I finally
got you to pull your head out of your ass.”
Tyson grinned again, laughing lowly at the reluctant agreement in Kai’s
expression. He brought up his good hand
and cupped Kai’s cheek, his thumb tracing along the blue face-paint without
smudging it. “What’s wrong, Kai? What those…whatever they were…what they said
is bothering you, isn’t it?”
Kai sighed. “A little.
Am I really such a jerk to you?”
“No.” Tyson shook his head in denial and rubbed Kai’s
cheek a little more strongly. “You’re
only being you, and I know what’s underneath that gruff, loner image of yours. When you yell at me it’s because you care,
you’re worried about me, or because I’m being stupid and need to have some sense
knocked into me. I think you’ll recall that
I yell at you when you deserve it, too, Hiwatari.”
A brief smile
quirked. “Frequently.”
“Exactly. And you don’t act like we’re together in
public because that’s what we agreed on, and because you’re just not a
demonstrative person in that aspect of your life. I don’t have an issue with that. I know what’s in here,” Tyson dropped his
good hand to Kai’s chest and laid it against his heart, “and I don’t need some
spooks messing with us to get me to understand that you love me.”
Kai placed a hand
over Tyson’s, holding it to his heart, and leaned his forehead against the
bluenette’s. After a moment, he sighed
heavily and squeezed that hand. “Sorry.”
“For what?”
“My stupid
insecurities.”
“Kai, love of my
life, we all have them. I get jealous as
hell at the most inopportune times, you know.”
Tyson winked, attempting to lighten the mood and bring Kai out of his
funk. It worked. Kai snorted and pulled back, conscious of
their team not far away – and probably watching closely and straining to hear
anything they could.
“My alpha little
dragon.” Kai smirked, and Tyson just
beamed smugly.
Hilary interrupted
them at that point, squealing happily and pointing out the window. Headlights could be seen approaching them
from a very short distance away through the snow. “Guys!
I think the rescue bus is here!”
“Yes!” Daichi jumped up and immediately started
pulling his bag down from the overhead bag compartments. “Get your stuff, guys! Let’s get going!”
“Geez, Daichi.” Max laughed, narrowly avoiding getting
whacked with a suitcase that Daichi dropped down in order to get at his own.
“Got a hot date or
something?” Rei inquired teasingly,
grinning a fang-filled smile when the little guy made a puke-face.
“EW! Not on your life, Rei. I’m just hungry. Starving!”
A loud rumbling growl echoed from his stomach just to emphasize his point.
Kai let go of Tyson
and got up to start gathering their bags from overhead, too. “Ready to go home, Kinomiya?”
Surreal blue eyes
shone brightly up at him, and one gloved, uninjured hand reached out toward
Kai, an echo of the many times over the years that same hand had been offered
to Kai. He grasped it and let their
fingers twine together.
“Home is you,
Kai. I’m already there.”
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FIN ENDE OWARI
Kali endnotes: And that be all I wrote! XD Thanks
for reading, and don’t forget to R/R!!!!
~Yami
FireKali ~
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