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Cepheus: people
were starting to hate Brooklyn. Thus, since Hitoshi is not supposed to get Kai,
I’ll better try to ease things up before complicating them even more. Thus, a
nice scene suggested by Seylin, but
a little changed around to fit with the current mood. See yah at the end! :)
I also found this chapter hard to write because I
needed the doctor to speak as a doctor… but I am not a doctor and I am not
English, so I had to do some research. But to say the truth, I also found this
chapter really funny to write for the same thing.
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Jani Rieme: I am. Enjoy. Anyway,
I just wanted him allergic to something, it’s not necessarily important to the fic…
but often people ARE allergic to some kind of things… so…
LillyLazer666: thanks, I know I am.
SplitPersona: thanks, make sure to look at the link then, it’s the
kiss it’s all about. ^^
QP: I feel honoured then! ^///^
Susaku: ^^
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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 07: Warmth
Crimson eyes blinked tiredly as they focused again,
taking in a white ceiling above him and a strong scent of anaesthetic lingering
in the air.
He groaned lightly, not completely sure about what
happened, so he merely blinked, waiting for memories to resurface again. The
ceiling slid in and out of focus for some more, then it cleared and he focused
his mind on the rest of his body.
His hands… the pain was dulled, sending a wave of
relief through his body, it was nothing more than a twitch every now and then.
What had happened?
He remembered he was on the tree when his hands hurt
again; he remembered going into the dojo because it was nearer the bathroom –he
really needed some painkillers at the point, but he was still concerned if
using them too much would have him addicted– but the moment he entered…
Crimson eyes widened in shock as he stood sitting up
in a flash, his lungs tightening to the point he couldn’t breath.
Brooklyn…
He hugged himself tightly, not caring if he pressed
his nails in the shirt on his shoulders, not caring if he was hurting himself
more.
Hands gripping his wrist in a claw–like grasp…
slamming them above his head, leaving him completely open –helpless.
Lips dawning on him, in a bruising kiss, tongue
ravishing his mouth…
“Stop!”
Unfamiliar voice. But it vanished under the shock and
the memories.
Violence.
Darkness…
“Kai!”
Again, slipping down, until the bottom of the vortex…
dark covering him…
The same darkness, the same pain…
A pair of arms circled him and he recognized the
feeling and the scent; something was trying to call him back… he was not
sinking…
He relaxed inch by inch and his lungs started taking
in air again.
Tala had finished writing down the form a minute
before and was now looking at Kai’s face in worry. How could he have not
realized the pain his friend was in was beyond him, not only because they
shared the same house, but also because, being together all their childhood,
they were supposed to know each other.
Hitoshi was also contemplating what kind of person Kai
was. Problematic –how could he not tell anyone about his conditions? People
were worried for him, he needed to open up more and trust his friends.
That’s when Kai groaned, and opened his eyes.
Tala and Hitoshi’s shoulders drooped in relief, both
waiting for him to come to his senses so Mrs. Kobayashi could start asking him
about his hands.
Both were surprised when Kai shot sitting up on the
bed, eyes wide and frantic, and gave a strangled cry, gripping his shoulders so
tightly the knuckles turned white.
“Stop!” Mrs. Kobayashi cried, worried. He would just
end up hurting himself more, and he was probably hyperventilating by the looks
of it. The doctor bit her lip, she couldn’t touch him, he would not recognize
her and would end up panicking even more…
“Kai!”
Tala acted as fast as he could, leaning on the younger
blader to take him in his arms, much like he’d done when they were little,
forcing his hands to let go of his shoulders, whispering comforting words in
Russian; it took a moment, but then, Kai relaxed and his breathing turned
regular again.
“(T… Tala?)” was a shuddering gasp from Kai, as
crimson eyes laced with icy ones, filled with uncertainty.
“(You fainted in the garden, and we took you to
hospital,)” Tala replied, he too speaking in Russian. Kai still had not
realized there were two other people in the room, but if he was feeling better
by speaking in his former language, hell, he would not complain.
“(… We?)”
Tala nodded, slowly releasing Kai from his hold to
make him look around. Crimson eyes went back and forth from the doctor in a
white coat to Hitoshi, who was looking fairly stunned by what he’d seen.
The Granger older sibling couldn’t but be surprised
since he’d never seen Kai this… trusting with someone. Sure, few minutes before
he’d been rambling with himself that Kai needed to show his trust, but seeing
now that he was doing that, only with Tala…
He felt jealous.
Tala did not look like he was taking advantage of the
slate haired teen or something like this, so Hitoshi berated himself –this was
getting ridiculous, he would surely end up being jealous of any person calling
Kai’s name by the looks of it.
Tala was Kai’s friend, and if the latter trusted him,
there was nothing wrong with this.
“Kai, it’s a pleasure to see you are awake,” Mrs.
Kobayashi spoke with a calm but sweet voice, smiling a little. “My name is Shan
Kobayashi, and your friends here took you to me after you fainted… are you up
to answer some of my questions?”
Kai stood silent; Tala and Hitoshi now knew of his
hands, but… he did not trust the doctor. For how much she looked nice, doctors
had always being harsh and vicious with him in the past. How could he be sure
she was not going to be just as bad?
“(Kai, we are no more in Russia,)” Tala looked at him
seriously. “(No one of us wants you to keep on acting as if nothing’s wrong
–for God’s sake Kai, you fainted back
there! Stop being an ass and answer yes!)”
Kai stared down at his hands, knowing he’d been
injected with some kind of strong painkiller. It would be not much until the
effect disappeared, and he did not want to go back to his clouded by pain
state.
“Yes, Mrs Kobayashi,” he finally answered, looking
straight at her with determined eyes.
She nodded, feeling satisfied by the reply, and she
motioned to Kai to sit properly on the edge of the bed, which he did.
“Now, your friends here told me you seem to have some
problem with your hands, is that true?” she was almost sure this was the real
cause of his pain, but had to ask him.
Kai nodded warily, not taking his eyes away from her.
He wished for the other two to leave him alone, but on the same time, he didn’t
want to be left alone with the doctor.
Stupid contrasting conflicts.
“Since when your hands started to hurt? And… can you
describe me what kind of pain you feel?” she looked at him and waited.
Refusing to look at Tala and Hitoshi, Kai bit his
lower lip, “since the end of the tournament, the BeyBlade tournament, some
weeks ago… it started by simply twitching, and then they started trembling,” he
paused, not used to say this much all in one time.
“Then the pain increased, is that right? And it’s
worse in the mornings,” Mrs Kobayashi nodded when Kai confirmed what she’d
said. She bit her lip, she knew she would get dangerously daring by asking the
teen that, but she needed to know. “Did something happen, something that may
have had some… impact on your life, emotionally speaking? I mean, have you been
through something that may have caused a shock, or a severe state of
exhaustion?”
Kai bit his lips, he knew he had, but…
“I knew,” she replied, seeing the tenseness in the
teen’s stance. “Kai, you may have been stressed for physical and mental strain,
which caused a reaction in your body –you can’t control your nerves, and this
causes your hands to hurt at every little movement”.
Kai frowned, “isn’t this called arthritis?” he
shuddered, “I’m not old enough to have it”.
“Contrariwise to what people think, arthritis is not
something that affects only older people. In fact, though it affects more
female than male and it is usually common in older people, arthritis can affect
young children and teens and adults all the same,” Mrs. Kobayashi looked at Kai
seriously, “under sixteen of age it’s commonly called Juvenile Arthritis, but
there are others as well, like Septic Arthritis, which is usually followed by
high fever,” she cleared her throat, pausing to have Kai take in this before
continuing.
That slate haired teen she was facing looked way older
than the form compiled from his friend said he was, and she knew she had to
tell him personally and not to the oldest teen in the room –the bluenette that
looked like he was of age.
Silence met her words, not even Tala or Hitoshi were
able to say something, the tension was almost solid.
“Arthritis causes pain in the affected part, and in
the worst case, osteoarthritis, it is origin of loss of mobility and stiffness,
together with a burning sensation or a sharp pain flaring through the whole
body at the mere touch –and it is degenerative and not curable. Though this
kind of arthritis is found only in old people, there may be cases in which it
can affect younger ones, such as great shock, unbearable strain, or some kind
of trauma. But by the looks of it, I don’t think you are suffering from it”.
Kai frowned once again, “But every single thing you
said confirmed that I…”
“I am a doctor, Kai,” she interrupted him with a calm
but serious tone. “I can see you’ve suffered from a great stress, maybe even a
trauma, but I don’t think you have arthritis. I think the pain, the stiffness
and the trembling are a side effect of a psychological trauma, which affected
your Nervous System. This will fade away if given time, but to be sure I’ll run
some tests and X–rays, if you are ok with that”.
Kai nodded slowly, taking in all she’d said; he was
relieved that there was a possibility he hadn’t contracted arthritis, and he
was willingly to run the tests she needed to do, so he could be completely
sure.
He felt Tala’s hand grip his shoulder in comfort, and
he relaxed slightly, glancing at him gratefully for the support the red haired
teen was giving him in such situation. He really needed him and was glad he
hadn’t left, after all.
“I’ll need some blood sample for the blood tests, such
as full blood count, and electrolytes, and the erythrocyte sedimentation rate,
or ESR,” she stood up and pressed a red button that was above the bed, and
after a moment a nurse –different from the previous one– entered the room.
“Please, take some blood samples from him,” and proceeded to tell her exactly
how much she needed, while Kai turned to Hitoshi and Tala.
Crimson eyes were uncertain and slightly scared,
though it was hard to see it if one did not know what to find. But Tala knew,
and he let himself relax as much as to hug Kai again, knowing against
prejudgement that he needed the comfort.
……………………………………………
Brooklyn just stood there.
He’d stood there while Rei yelled at him; he’d stood
there while the rest of the group were informed by Moses that Hitoshi had left
for a while –to do what, Moses hadn’t specified.
But now, as the glared returned towards him, he felt
as if he needed to say something… to explain, but to explain what? He himself
did not know what was there to explain.
“Brooklyn?”
There he was, Garland.
His so called best friend.
Another guilty feeling the moment Brooklyn realized
that in fact, he had treated Garland as nothing more than an object as well.
And still…
“I know what you feel, Brooklyn,” was all that was
said by the teal haired blader as he looked solely at him, not at the other
bladers that were standing there stunned –they had expected Garland to stand up
and be angry at him… not to speak such in a calm manner.
Brooklyn lifted his eyes and stared at him, confused.
It was just too much, all of that caused by Kai,
directly or indirectly… but this was not at all uncomfortable. Yes, they were
looking in hatred and mistrust at him, but the confusion he was feeling inside,
the storm in his mind, the guilt, the insecurity, were all better than his usual
apathy.
As if he was starting to feel…
“Kai has proved to be something you had no control
upon,” Garland continued, this time more to the others than to him. “You always
thought you could control anything, because you knew everything. But meeting with Kai proved you wrong… because you
couldn’t control him –he had
something you longed for, passion”.
Garland always proved himself worthy Brooklyn’s
attention and respect. He was really intelligent…
“Brooklyn didn’t want to humiliate Kai,” Garland
turned to the group, looking fierce. “But Kai has something that Brooklyn can’t
understand, and I think someway he wants it…” he turned to Tyson especially,
since the bluenette had fought against the orange haired teen and had seen a
glimpse of his past. “He was always shunned out because of what he was, this
way he couldn’t feel what normal emotions were like, and now, that he has met
someone whose emotions run deep, he can’t but be attracted by them”.
Brooklyn felt like agreeing and shaking his head in
frustration. Yes, that was it, but in the same way, it wasn’t.
It was not enough to describe the strong obsession,
the feeling of deep need, the warmth and the feeling of being completed…
“You are not accustomed to this… you tried to control
something you want?” Tyson asked tentatively.
Brooklyn stood there, his pupils dilated, looking at
his hands.
‘That’s not
it, that’s not it,’ he repeated
over and over in his mind. ‘Something’s
amiss… but what?’
“I’m sorry” he said.
Void of any emotions in his voice, green eyes were
constricted and filled with confusion. Guilt. Shock. Again, he was wrong.
On the inside, he was nothing but a blur of
contrasting emotions, feelings, thoughts, but on the outside, he just stood
there, looking blankly at the floor.
“I am sorry” he repeated, this time in a whisper.
And he really meant it.
He didn’t want Kai to feel threatened, or humiliated
by any mean. He wanted to feel, and…
“I am sorry” he repeated again, his voice trembling
slightly.
Silence met this. He dared to look up, and saw
something flicker in Rei’s eyes. It was not anger, not anymore –the golden
pools were void of anger now, maybe it was out of his system– but there was
something else… could it be, understanding?
Why would Rei look at him this way?
What could have sparkled such thing as understanding…
not knowledge, but mere understanding in his eyes?
“Then, I expect you to tell this to Kai,” the raven
haired blader said quietly, with a hint of… sadness?
Again, Brooklyn was amiss.
Sadness?
Tyson looked at the calm Rei with a frown, he
obviously couldn’t understand. One moment he was ready to lapidate Brooklyn,
the moment after he was standing there, almost smiling.
“I don’t think Kai will be that forgiving with you,
but still, you owe him an apology” Rei continued, then stared at the others in
the room, finding out that most of them, though they did not reach the same
conclusion as him, were still calmer than before and were willingly to forget
what happened.
They just needed to wait for Kai to calm down as well,
and be back.
……………………………………………
“That’s fine, now the results will probably be ready
in some days. Whilst with the X–rays I can already tell it’s nothing wrong with
your bones, after your blood tests I will be able to tell you more,” Mrs.
Kobayashi smiled warmly, “but I am sure it’s nothing to worry about… in case if
the pain it’s too strong, I have the prescription for some painkillers, and
here’s my number, in case you need it”.
Mrs. Kobayashi handed Kai a piece of paper and he
tried to take a hold on it, but the numbing feeling of the painkiller prevented
his hands from really taking a proper hold on it, so Mrs. Kobayashi gave it to
Tala instead.
She proceeded then to take from her personal cupboard
two rows of painkillers, two different ones, one in a tube and one in pills.
“You don’t have to take many of them, it’s either one
or the other, depending on how strong the pain is,” she explained. “This one in
the tube is a lotion, when the pain is not unbearable, you can apply it on your
skin, and it will numb it”.
She showed Kai a small tube.
“It’s called EMLA cream, Eutectic mixture of Local
Anaesthetic. It’ll make your hands go numb, but it will prevent the pain…
anyway, when the pain is too strong, you can take this,” she showed him the
pills. “This will make you a little drowsy after a while, but it’s a good one
and it lasts long”.
Kai looked at both the sets of painkillers and nodded,
before taking one of the pills straight away with a gulp of water. The
injection’s effect was already disappearing and he knew the pain would be
strong this time.
Tala nodded to the doctor and the three of them exited
the hospital, and went to the car. Whilst Tala was making sure no one was in
the way for them to leave the parking, Kai looked seriously at Hitoshi, that
was securing his seatbelt.
“Thanks,” he said with a soft voice.
As Hitoshi was about to reply, crimson eyes stopped
him as the slate haired teen added, “don’t tell anyone what happened”.
Hitoshi found himself staring into the burning eyes
and nodded, knowing it was not his place to tell. He knew there was something
more to the problem than Kai had said, but still.
“I won’t,” he said.
Tala jumped in the back seat, holding the two
painkillers for Kai, and turned to the slate haired teen with a light smirk, “I
am glad to know now, because I’ve felt responsible for your pain”.
Kai turned to him.
No words were spoken, because there was no need of
them. Tala felt his heart warm up a little, knowing Kai was not blaming him.
Kai returned his stare towards the street and Tala
secured his own seatbelt, his mind wandering away from Kai, that now he knew
was, albeit partially, fine, to other matters.
He knew it was Brooklyn’s fault that Kai was so hurt.
Kai was obviously scared by Brooklyn. But the red haired teen wasn’t going to
blame it all on him.
Brooklyn, like all of them, had been one of Boris’
puppets. Treated as a weapon.
Maybe even worst, by the way he reacted, as if he did
not know how to work emotions out. Not worst than any of them, but still, worst
of how the others of the BEGA team had been treated.
A last glance at Kai told him that the painkiller was
already having its counter effect on him, since his shoulders were drooping and
his head was lightly dangling.
Shaking his head he knew he had to speak to Rei, and
then ask Hitoshi if he could give them a lift to home… Kai didn’t seem in
condition to walk all the way to their apartment, and he knew how much the
slate haired teen despised the use of his limo.
Reaching Tyson’s dojo Tala wondered if it was better
to leave Kai in the car and go retrieve Rei and their things, but Kai was
already out of the car, and was walking towards the entrance of the house.
Shaking his head amusedly, Tala decided to go for the dojo as Hitoshi walked
through the garden in search of Grandpa Granger.
As the door of the dojo opened, Tala found himself
under the eyes of all the bladers, that stared at him with expectation, knowing
he’d been with Kai all the time –hell, all of them knew how close the two were.
“So? Where is Kai?” Rei asked, stepping towards Tala.
“Brooklyn wanted to say he’s sorry for what happened… is it all ok?”
Tala bit his lower lip, deciding he would tell Rei
when they were alone, so instead he pointed to the corridor that lead to the
kitchen and the other rooms and coughed lightly, “he’s not it his better mood,
but I suggest Brooklyn to go and apologize now, we’re going back home straight
after”.
The Neko–Jin knew something was wrong the moment the
azure eyes met his, but said nothing, knowing Tala would tell when he felt it
was the right moment.
“Brooklyn, come on” Tyson pointed towards the corridor
and Tala saw the orange head slowly have his way towards the dojo room, not
looking at any of them, as if lost in his thoughts, as if… afraid?
No, not afraid.
But uncertain.
Tala sighed.
He looked like he was unsure about going to see Kai,
but he also knew, Kai would not really mind, not in his current state.
Brooklyn nodded to him and disappeared through the
door, whilst he and Rei followed at a certain distance, stopping in the
deserted corridor so no one would hear them speak.
“Now, tell me, what’s wrong?” Rei demanded.
……………………………………………
Brooklyn faced the door with a hint of something far
worse than insecurity. He was frozen on his tracks; he couldn’t make himself
walk through the door to look at Kai in his eyes, not after what he’d done to
him.
How could he be so stupid and blind not to see the way
he was acting around others? What could explain, what could make him less
miserable in the eyes of someone he’d treated this poorly?
Object.
Kai was not an object.
He was someone Brooklyn… cared?
Interested about was not anymore what he was feeling.
He was interested in some of the bladers in the dojo
as well, but just because of their reactions and skills; he was interested in
Kai in a different way, somehow deeper, and the guilty was so strong it turned
into something more as he reached the doorknob.
Fear.
Like during their fight, when he’d realized he was
losing against a nobody.
Fear of the reaction.
But Kai was no nobody anymore.
He was someone. Not something. Someone. Someone
Brooklyn had taken interest upon, then lust, then… care.
Yes, he cared for Kai.
Sort of.
Not even this term could explain. Not entirely.
He feared what Kai’s reaction could be.
But he still had to look up by himself, and stilling
with his resolve, he finally opened the door and entered.
The sitting room was empty, apart a figure that was
sitting on an armchair, kissed by the sun coming from a window. Brooklyn was
left to gaze in wonder and hidden awe at the beauty Kai possessed.
He was somehow relaxed; he wasn’t trebling, not like
he did when Brooklyn had kissed him. The orange haired teen prayed that Tala
had been able to calm him down, so he could apologize.
He felt unsure as he reached for him, and awkwardly he
kneeled down, so to look at Kai straight in the eyes –that is, if the slate
haired teen was ever going to look his way.
“Kai…?” he whispered tentatively.
No answer, but Kai’s eyes turned slowly to him,
lightly unfocused; Brooklyn did not notice it, as he was too caught in what he
was trying to say to care.
“Kai, I wanted to say I am sorry for… having kissed
you like this,” this was going quite good, compared to the worst of his scenarios
that had been playing in his mind ever since he had realized the reality of his
actions. “I don’t know what happened… right now, I really can’t understand what
made me act that way, and for this, I am so sor–”
No words left his lips after that, he was left
speechless.
Kai had been trying to sit up –through his dazed mind
he’d realized Brooklyn was too near for his own good– but the part of his mind
that wasn’t blurred was not afraid of him. Through unfocused sight and similar
clouded mind, the fear he should have normally felt for the orange haired teen
wasn’t there, quieted as well as the pain.
But inside him, he was feeling quite… serene.
Relaxed and even… at ease.
He knew he should be trembling in fear but he was not.
He was almost… contented. Some part of him, a part that he was not going to
admit it existed, was telling him it was not the effect of the painkillers.
But still, no Black Dranzer haunting his mind.
No Zeus.
No darkness and no black void.
Only a figure in front of him, saying something he
couldn’t quite understand, but causing his entire being to relax.
So he simply let go, slipping into unconsciousness,
both by the combined strain and by the effect of the pill.
His weight fell forwards, and would have fallen on the
floor if not for Brooklyn.
Not that the orange haired teen did anything.
But as Kai slumped forwards, he fell softly on
Brooklyn’s chest.
Deeply asleep.
Brooklyn simply stood there, so shocked he couldn’t
even move, heart beating so fast he feared it would explode in his chest, red
gracing his cheeks as he felt something fill his heart.
It was not the usual emptiness or the darkness, or the
nothingness.
It was… warm. And it made Brooklyn’s heart ache in a
way that, even if painful, he did not mind.
So he just stood there, and minutes passed, and he
just admired in awe the sleeping serene face of the teen against his chest,
closing his eyes in the end, enjoying the warmth.
On the door, golden eyes stared, a flicker of sadness
passing through them, and then, it was gone.
……………………………………………
Cepheus: too
long. Chapter too fucking long. Hope you are happy.
THANKS To Kurosaisei
which gave me information about anaesthetics and painkillers. For more info
about arthritis, check on wikipedia. Kai has not arthritis.
Now, leave out a review, will yah? So I will keep
updating fast…
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