Alluring Darkness | By : Cepheus Category: Beyblade > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4094 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Cepheus: you
all liked the last chapter, even if it WAS cliché… but come on, I know you were
drooling on the kiss! :) Now, let’s see what others thought about that other
than Kai, as we will analyze on Brooklyn and the group!
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on the chapter!
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Rating: T
Summary:
Takes place after G-Rev. Kai still has some ‘grudges’ against Brooklyn, but the
older teen is determined to erase them… Yaoi BrooklynKai and GarlandTala. May
be hints of ReiMystel.
Warning: this
contains Yaoi so if you don’t like stop reading right now. Any flame regarding
yaoi use of pairings will be handed to Hiei and Kai to be disposed of.
Disclaimer: I don’t own. Otherwise there wouldn’t be a second season like the one
we had and there would be a side season filled with yaoi...
“Talking”
‘Thinking’
“(Talking into other languages)”
–Dreams sequences, flashbacks, memories–
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Alluring Darkness
Chapter 06= Reaction and Caring
“Kai…”
Brooklyn started, his idea to blame it all on Tyson and his stupid dare. But
Kai stood up, gritting his teeth in pain, not even bothering to hide his
troubled state to the others as he stumbling away from Brooklyn.
For a moment,
it looked like the time stopped; crimson eyes stared at the shocked faces of
the teens, then Kai turned and ran away.
……………………………………………
There was an utter silence when Kai disappeared from
the dojo; the only sound left was the door slamming shut, and after than,
nothing. Then Tala stood up and without a single comment he took off, opening
the door with a yank and disappearing as well, probably to go after Kai.
Let’s start from Brooklyn.
Green eyes were wide in shock as he stared at the
door, emotions leaking through them, too stunned to even speak after Kai’s
reaction. He trailed his attention down to his hands, and it took him a moment
before his mind could form a thought.
In a moment, he’d forgot Kai’s problem, he’d forgot
the pain the slate haired teen still felt in his hands, he’d forgot everything
around him but Kai himself and the need to go and claim his lips.
It’d felt… wonderful. Indescribable. The feeling of
those soft, sweet lips on his own, the taste of his mouth as he’d savoured it
with his tongue… he’d wanted more.
The kiss left him wanting for more, but whilst he
stood there, licking his lips, mesmerized by all the sensations that were
running through his body like flames, he’d failed to notice the reaction he’d
caused in Kai.
And now Kai was gone. Because of him. Because he’d
lost control over himself.
What was he thinking?
Well, nothing at all, not after he saw the slate
haired teen enter the dojo.
But still… he was the only one who knew about Kai’s
hands, because he’d been the only one looking at him every chance he got.
Because he was always looking at him, no matter where the Phoenix could be,
Brooklyn would follow.
And now, Kai was hurt more.
Because of him.
How could he loose his composure this way? How come Kai
caused such a strong reaction from him?
Why hadn’t Brooklyn approached slowly, to let Kai
understand?
Was he really lust craving like Hitoshi?
“What the hell…?”
Brooklyn didn’t even hear the voice as he was lost
deep into his own thoughts, his accusing tone against himself, his many
questions to which he couldn’t answer.
It was Rei.
The Neko–Jin’s eyes turned into two golden slits as he
recovered from the shock, stepping forwards, range and anger burning deep
within him as he approached the shocked orange haired blader, who was still
staring at his hands.
The same thought ran in everyone’s mind as they
assisted at the kiss.
Brutal.
Forced.
Completely wild and hungry.
They were so shocked they couldn’t even speak as Kai
was left trembling on the floor and then when he ran away, only Tala had the
spirit to raise and follow him –after all Tala was Kai’s best friend.
And Rei liked to address himself as the other of Kai’s
close friends.
He couldn’t let Brooklyn completely humiliate Kai like
this.
Yes, because, it was obvious that the orange haired
teen wanted nothing but revenge on the slate haired teen.
Brooklyn’s first defeat had been by Kai’s hands, and
it was clear he was still feeling angry at his defeat.
So he would humiliate Kai but making him feel
vulnerable; Rei knew that Kai was not fine around Brooklyn. And yet, he’d
befriended the orange haired teen because he felt he could be able to bring
peace among the two of them –Brooklyn hadn’t meant to hurt Kai so much.
But right now the raven haired teen wasn’t so sure
about Brooklyn.
He had looked positively satisfied and proud of
himself after seeing Kai lying down on the floor, trembling.
The glint in his eyes was unmistakeable.
He’d done this on purpose.
Brooklyn wanted to hurt Kai.
Humiliate him.
And he couldn’t allow that.
“You,” Rei hissed, and instinctively the other teens
in the room shifted away, standing up from their positions on the floor to
stare in fear and astonishment as the Chinese teen confronted Brooklyn.
Zeus’ wielder finally snapped back in himself and
stared at Rei, and had the raven haired blader been calm he would have seen the
inner turmoil in the green eyes. But Rei was far from calm, and nothing was
going to stop him.
Not even Garland, who was Brooklyn’s best friend, would
tolerate his actions once he’d been informed. The teal haired blader would be horrified
by his friend’s acting.
He couldn’t believe Brooklyn to be so thirst of
revenge to even humiliate his rival before their eyes.
He despised Brooklyn really much after this, and he
was not going to defend him, to say it was all the dark Beast’s will that
caused him to react this way; not anymore.
“How could you?!” Rei growled deep in his throat, the
sound like a feral beast’s, canines glinting as he gritted his teeth. “How
could you act so… stupidly?!”
Brooklyn found himself being under the intense glare
of the raven haired blader, aware too well of the deep fury behind those golden
slits. And he knew he’d deserved this. Kai’s hands, he caused Kai’s hands to
hurt again.
But then again, Rei could not know Kai’s problem, so
why was the Chinese blader so angry? After all, that had been Tyson’s dare.
Again, Brooklyn licked his lips.
Rei was driven insane by this simple gesture. He was
not known for his anger, not to be driven away by emotions outside from battle,
but this time he had to get a grip or he would have ended up shaking the orange
haired teen by his collar.
“You… you… how could you? Humiliate Kai this way!” Rei
bit on his lower lip so hard he drew blood.
Brooklyn was staring at him in clear surprise, as if
he didn’t even know what he did. Rei was furious.
“Humiliate him in front of us, not caring about his
pride, you just wanted to get back at him, right?!” Rei shook his head, his
ponytail waggling in the air. “Because he was the only one to defeat you! And
you couldn’t accept that! You couldn’t even realize how much pain you caused to
him, first during your battle, then now! You selfish bastard!”
To say Brooklyn was stupefied would be not enough. He
couldn’t believe Rei would say this… he was not trying to humiliate Kai, he
would never do such a thing, but obviously by the look in the others’ faces,
all of them thought the same thing –that he wanted to take back at Kai for his
defeat at the tournament.
Couldn’t they realize he was interested in Kai, he was
not feeling any desire to get revenge at him, he was…
What?
Again, a part of his mind, a part Brooklyn didn’t even
know it existed, asked him. Questioned him. What caused his interest in Kai to
be different from Hitoshi’s? Why was Rei thinking, why were all of them
thinking, that he had humiliated Kai?
His only desire was to see Kai smile.
His only desire was to hold him in his arms, not just
to have sex with him, but to please him, to feel Kai’s skin making contact with
his, lips connecting, to be the cause of Kai to writhe under him and beg for
more, but also for him to smile and laugh, to be happy, to see the sadness in
his crimson eyes disappear… forever.
He wanted to hold Kai and just stay there in content,
to feel nothing but peace and content… he almost longed for it.
Why?
What was so strong that caused his heart to ache so
much now, hearing Rei spite angry words at him?
Could it be that… after all… what Brooklyn felt for
Kai was something entirely different from lust, interest, desire?
Could it be that Brooklyn finally found the meaning
of…
“Why?!”
Brooklyn blinked in confusion at the question.
“Why did you decide to humiliate him?! After all you
did to him, that was the last strain!” Rei was trembling, but not in the way
Kai had been seconds before… seconds that looked like hours to Brooklyn. Rei
was trembling because of fury, because he was trying to prevent himself from
punching the orange haired teen.
And Brooklyn knew that, if Rei lunged to him, no
matter if he could, he would not stop him.
“I didn’t mean to humiliate him,” and his voice wasn’t
near as steady as Rei’s was. It held a faint trace of hysterics into it, just
faint, but there was.
He couldn’t understand!
Why was Kai causing such distress?! How come he
couldn’t understand, he couldn’t find an answer to those questions like he
always did for every other thing?!
Green eyes turned into slits.
He couldn’t believe he would be this confused. He was
not confused, never confused. But Kai… Kai was a different matter.
Kai…
“You did!” Rei was still yelling. “You kissed him! You
took control of him! You stole his pride away! You humiliated him!”
Was it because Kai hadn’t been previously warned about
his kiss?
But then again, why…
“It wasn’t intended to be humiliating,” he said.
Again, the small, almost invisible hint of confusion.
Brooklyn’s determination started to fade. Maybe he’d hurt something more than
his hands.
Maybe… there was more under the surface.
Had he ever stopped to think about how Kai felt around
him?
Rei’s golden eyes were burning with rage as he
continued, “You treated him like a… a thing! You humiliated him, as if he were yours! A possession! An object!”
Brooklyn’s mind stopped in its tracks.
He stood there, completely and utterly devastated as a
simple and supposedly stupid detail his him like a bolt.
He’d treated Kai like any other thing Brooklyn was
interested into. As a thing.
Not a human.
Not someone that could have reactions at his actions.
Not as a person.
Not knowing how he should act around a person to which
he was interested, Brooklyn had acted like he did with his other interests.
Green pools widened as he finally realized the truth
–he couldn’t lean on his usual acting. Kai was different.
He was interested in Kai.
A person.
And now he’d messed things up so much he doubted he
would ever be able to fix them up again.
……………………………………………
Hitoshi bit down on his apple, savouring the sour
taste –he loved sour.
He wondered what his brother and his friends were
doing in that exact moment in the dojo, and for a moment he thought if he
should go look.
Knowing Tyson, he would be up to mischief.
Looking outside the window, he realized not all the
younger teens were in the dojo with Tyson. Some were in the garden, just
relaxing and talking, and Hitoshi noticed they were calm and peaceful… he was
positive none of them would create havoc.
On the other hand, Tyson was in the dojo with the rest
of the group… but then again, why should he bother about them? They were his
grandfather’s problem, not his.
Hitoshi’s thoughts shifted to a more pleasurable trail
of thoughts as the bluenette remembered Kai and his crimson eyes.
Kai really attracted him. Be it simply lust or more,
Hitoshi did not care as long as he could win Kai for himself. The only problem
was, Brooklyn.
The orange haired teen was also hot on the heels for
the slate haired blader and that could prove troublesome, knowing Brooklyn’s
attitude.
All the same, Hitoshi felt reassured it was Brooklyn
and none of the other teens. Kai was pretty close to the red haired Russian and
to Rei, but he didn’t seem to hold any kind of particular feeling for either of
them. With Tyson, it was a mere rivalry based friendship, and Hitoshi knew that
Kai couldn’t by any mean be straight.
He just knew.
As with Brooklyn, the teen wasn’t that much of an
opponent, seeing how much Kai despised Zeus’ wielder. Hitoshi was not sure
about it, but it looked like Kai was actually afraid of the orange haired teen.
Tyson’s older brother smiled to himself, staring at
the shadow on the tree in the garden with a flicker of lust. Kai would be his,
and there was no way any would get to the slate haired teen before him.
As he bit on his apple again, grimacing lightly at the
taste but liking it nonetheless, he noticed Kai slip down the tree branch and
head towards the dojo; Hitoshi thought he was going to have a look at the
bladers… Kai was serious and responsible, something that attracted Hitoshi to
him.
None of the other bladers was like Kai.
He followed Kai’s figure as he walked through the
garden, not paying any attention to the bladers nor to Grandpa Granger, who was
practicing with his sword, effectively pissing them all off with his screams.
He looked at him as he walked by, admiring him up and
down calmly, noticing the light tenseness that was in his stance. What was
wrong? Usually he would be relaxed –wary, but relaxed– but now…
Kai opened the door of the dojo and Hitoshi shrugged,
returning to his apple, mildly wondering why Kai used his elbows to open the
door.
After finishing his fruit he decided to join the teens
outside, and maybe wait for Kai to come out again, so he left the kitchen and
he walked down the corridor, coming out in the garden stretching; he knew there
was no chance he would be competing anytime in any tournament or such, but it
felt good to use his beyblade so he decided to have a spar match with Moses.
Apart for Rei and Tyson, he’d not battled against
anyone of the teen, and as he challenged Moses, he thought it would be nice to
go and challenge Kai as well. He knew this would interest the slate haired teen
since they never battled before.
Garland stared at him and waved him good luck, doing
the same to Moses before entering the front door, probably to go drink
something since until the very moment he’d been showing some of his moves to
Daichi and Hilary. The two of them, after sparing Hitoshi a glance, decided to
follow Garland inside –surely they were looking forwards some more showing off,
not knowing, or not caring, Garland wasn’t exactly at ease with that.
Hitoshi looked at Moses, “three, two, one… let it
rip!”
With that both bladers threw their blades on the
ground –when you’re a top–class blader, dishes are useless– and they started
circling each other as their owners cautiously eyed each other, waiting for the
other to be the first to strike.
Being the one that did not like to be held still for
too long, Moses charged. His beyblade cut through the ground and the grass as
if it was butter and tried to slam over Metal Driger, but Hitoshi’s bey swiftly
moved, its speed too much for Gigars to take, and waited for Moses to attack
again.
But as they were up to continue the fight the dojo’s
door opened and Kai stumbled out; Hitoshi was suddenly aware that something was
wrong by the way Kai was acting –he was trembling madly, his hands held tight
against his chest, as if they were hurting.
In the crimson eyes there was deep pain, shock,
confusion and something that Hitoshi couldn’t understand.
But most of all, he was panicking.
“Kai? Is there something…” he started, both he and
Moses stopping their match as their blades returned to their hands.
Kai simply collapsed.
“Kai!”
Hitoshi was in a flash at his side, followed by both
Moses and Grandpa Granger, who stood in a circle as Hitoshi kneeled down near a
trembling Kai, who groaned in pain as the older of the Granger’s siblings
touched his shoulder in worry.
Kai was completely dumb to anything but the sheer pain
that flared from his hands to his whole body, twinges so strong they hit him
straight in the back of his head, dizzying him and causing him to collapse on
the grass as soon as he was outside the dojo, unaware of the people around him.
He wasn’t even thinking anymore about the kiss, nor
the humiliation he received, because nothing of this mattered compared to the
pain.
Clenching his teeth to prevent himself from crying out
aloud he heard a soothing voice as he was held tightly in the arms of someone,
and a thought passed through his unfocused mind, ‘… warm…’ before he passed out.
……………………………………………
Tala held Kai securely in his arms as Hitoshi pulled
the car out of the parking, heading towards the hospital.
When the red head had exited the dojo he’d seen
Hitoshi crouched next to his friend, trying to get a reaction from him, but Kai
was unconscious.
He’d felt his insides turn painfully around, Kai was
his best friend, and he was now in pain… he couldn’t believe a simple kiss
caused so much distress, so he realized there was something deeper than that.
As the red head, with the help of Grandpa Granger and
Moses, had taken a seat in the family car with the fainted Kai in his arms, and
Hitoshi had taken the driver’s place, he had thought about Kai.
The last few days the slate haired teen had looked
terribly upset, or maybe uneasy, around them, but Tala had just shrugged it off
without caring too much, because he knew Kai was able to take care of himself.
But right now, as he looked down at the pale face of
his childhood friend, the red haired blader scolded himself for having not
noticed the way Kai acted.
As Hitoshi continued peering at him as he drove the
car, Tala sighed in relief, knowing Kai would be fine.
He’d faith in him, besides, Hitoshi looked like he
cared.
As they roamed in the streets, not fast enough to fear
to be stopped by the police, but fast enough to reach the hospital as soon as
possible, Tala explained to Hitoshi what had happened in the dojo, and the
cause of Kai’s strange behaviour.
Hitoshi’s eyes turned into slits hearing Brooklyn had
kissed Kai, most of all because that seemed to have hurt the slate haired teen,
and the bluenette did not want Kai to be in such pain or distress.
As silence fell in the car again, both Tala and
Hitoshi tried to think of what caused Kai to faint, since he was strong, and
they knew normal pain wouldn’t have been enough to reduce him this way –pale,
trembling, muttering in his sleep.
Tala tried to shift the weight of Kai’s body to get a
better grip on him, brushing his hand on Kai’s own in the process; the reaction
was instantaneous.
Kai let out a cry of pain, though still unconscious,
and pressed his hands against his chest, his breath laboured, trembling even
more. Tala’s azure eyes widened as he realized the cause of Kai’s pain.
Sure enough he’d not seen his friend blade ever since
the end of the tournament, neither he’d seen him use much his hands.
Now that he thought of it, he could remember Kai
always asking to him –and to Rei when the raven haired teen moved in the house
with them– half mockingly, to do him some minor favours, since he was ‘busy’
doing something else.
Tala didn’t mind pouring Kai a glass of something to
drink, or go take him something around the house. He didn’t mind Kai not eating
with them because he pretended to be busy, nor to wash the dishes with Rei
every time –well, that was because he usually broke something expensive while
training in the corridors with Wolborg, and felt guilty about it.
But now, as he thought it over and over, he realized
he had not seen Kai use his hands at all when he was around them.
“I think I know what’s wrong,” he murmured, but
Hitoshi heard him nonetheless.
Tyson’s brother turned to him and glared at him,
returning a second later to watch the street, “so?”
“His hands,” Tala said. “His hands… I don’t exactly
know why, but I think his hands hurt… I felt stupid for not having noticed this
before, but he didn’t use them much lately… now that I think of it, after his
and Brooklyn’s battle he’d looked pretty off”.
“Do you think this has something to do with Brooklyn?”
Hitoshi couldn’t repress the anger from his voice.
Not that Tala could blame him. He felt that somehow,
Brooklyn was just ruining their life.
Hitoshi stopped in front of the hospital and pulled
Kai from Tala’s arms, making sure his hands would be safely resting on his
chest as he lifted the teen up bridal style. Tala followed the older teen with
a frown and a grimace –thinking about Brooklyn– through the entrance, and they
approached quickly a nurse.
“What happened?” the nurse asked, brushing away a
strand of charcoal hair from her face blushing –who wouldn’t have being faced
with two really hot guys with a third one just as hot in their arms?
“We don’t know, he simply collapsed, as if he were in
pain,” Hitoshi stared in apprehension as the nurse called for help, and a
doctor appeared from around the corner, wearing a label with the name on it,
‘Mrs. Kobayashi’.
The doctor was a woman on her middle forties, with
blond hair and deep brown eyes; she motioned for them to follow her in a very
professional way, and both teens were relieved by this.
“The patient’s name?” she asked, entering a room; her
eyes did not left the trembling body of the teen as Hitoshi placed Kai on a
bed.
“Hiwatari, Kai,” Tala replied, a calm expression
taking the place of the concerned one. He was still worried for his friend, but
his childhood training took control of him again, and the woman was still a
stranger.
She nodded, without giving away anything at the name
–which was impressing, since Kai was famous, being the younger richest teen in
all Japan and a World Class Blader. She hushed both of them away as she started
examining Kai’s body, taking in his trembles, the way he was holding his hands,
and the look of clear pain on his pale face.
She reached out for a needle and she walked towards a
little white cupboard, taking out a shot of painkillers.
Tala bit his lips as she came back to them, “is he
allergic to any kind of medication?” she asked randomly at them, though she was
directing the question to the older of the two, Hitoshi.
He coughed lightly, “Well, I–”
“He’s not,” Tala replied. “But he’s allergic to
certain types of anaesthetics like mepivacaine”.
The doctor nodded curtly before turning back to Kai,
injecting the painkiller in his veins.
“There is nothing I can do until he wakes up,” Mrs
Kobayashi said, sitting down next to the now calm teen. “Please take a seat, I
will need you to fill a form out for him”.
Tala nodded and sat down at the other side of Kai, whilst
Hitoshi, seeing he was the older one, picked up the pen and stared frowning at
the form. With a little disdain he noticed he knew nothing about Kai apart from
his name, and that he liked beyblade.
Tala saw the blank look of Hitoshi as he stared at the
paper and took it from his hands, started filling it down in neat Japanese.
Tyson’s brother sighed and turned to look at Kai’s
sleeping form, face now rid of pain.
‘I swear I’ll
kill Brooklyn from hurting you if it’s his fault,’ he thought, eyes trailing down to Kai’s hands then back up at his lips.
‘And because he dared to kiss you… he
doesn’t deserve you, but I do’.
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Cepheus: I
know it’s a bad place to end, but I dun care! XD I worked so hard just because
I love you all so much! I started reading Naruto fics, if you like uke!Naruto
try scrolling down my fav list, there are some here!
Now review, make me happy since I hope I made you
happy! :)
THANKS To Kurosaisei
which gave me information about anaesthetics and painkillers.
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