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Haunted	By : Kali Category: Beyblade > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3434 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 6
- 7
Kali Notes:�
Well, folks!� This is the end of Haunted!�
I know�but never fear!� There will
be a sequel � since I believe I can continue this fic.� A very big thanks to
everyone who stuck around to read this thing through, and to all of you who
bothered to review/comment.� I really
appreciate it.� Don�t ask when the sequel
will come along�because I don�t know.

Disclaimer:�
No, we don�t own Beyblade or its characters.

Warnings: Ah�weirdness, general insanity�
and the usual (shonen-ai, 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 07

�� Tyson spent the rest of Saturday
coming to terms with the previous evening�s events.� He went about his chores almost mechanically,
not really paying attention to what he was actually doing.� His thoughts were just all over the place,
chaotic and one-tracked at the same time.

�� Little dude!�� His grandfather bellowed suddenly at the
dinner table that night, whacking the table with a loud BANG and making Tyson
jump violently.� �Where�re ya at, T-man?� �Cause you�re certainly not here at the table!�

�� Ah!�
Geez, Gramps!�
Are you trying to give me a
heart attack?!�� Tyson clutched at his
chest dramatically.� �What�s the matter?�

�� You�re in more space than an
astronaut!� You�ve been like that since
you got home from that shindig.�� Gramps
was eyeing Tyson critically.� �Tell this
old homeboy what went down, little dude.�

�� Tyson scowled at his dinner plate,
blushing rosily.� His grandfather knew he
had a thing for Kai � he�d had that information dragged out of him kicking and
screaming during one of Gramps� surprise attacks that resulted in an intense
training session.� To Tyson�s shock, the
old man hadn�t been at all fazed that the bluenette was infatuated with someone
of the same gender.� When he�d expressed
that shock, Gramps had just laughed heartily and given one of his typical,
street-slang inspired bits of wisdom.

�� Yo!� The heard don�t care about the flavour, ya dig?�

�� Knowing that, while relieving Tyson
of any concerns about family acceptance � at least from the eldest Kinomiya �
Tyson wasn�t sure if he should tell his slightly off-kilter elder about the
extreme weirdness after Kai�s party or not.

�� It�s nothing, Gramps.� Really.� I just have a lot on my mind, that�s
all.�� He finally replied, hoping Gramps
wouldn�t push it.� Some things, however,
are too good to be true.

�� So tell me what they are and maybe
your brain will weigh less.�

�� Tyson scowled again briefly, then sighed.� He gave
up and slowly explained what had happened with the ghosts, the curse, the whole
evening � well, minus any�graphic
details that Gramps didn�t need to hear.

�� That is one tall tale, little
dude.�� Gramps stared at his grandson
incredulously when he�d finished.� �I
think you�ve been watching too many horror movies with Max.�

�� Forget it.�� Tyson shoved his plate away and pushed his
chair back to get up.� �Why would you
believe me anyway.�

�� Now, T-man, don�t go getting your
boxers in a bunch!� Sit back down, little
dude.�� As the bluenette walked by,
Gramps casually stuck out a foot and tripped him, sweeping his legs out from
under him.� Tyson flopped on the floor on
his butt and growled in annoyance.�
Muttering under his breath, he climbed back up into the chair.

�� I�m telling the truth, Gramps!� It really went down like that.�� Tyson crossed his arms over his chest.� �That isn�t what�s bothering me though.�

�� What�s the damage then?�

�� It�s�I mean, I really like him,
Gramps.� But�I don�t know if he really
likes me � not in the same sense I do
about him, at least.� Sure he kissed me,
but it was an
�in-the-heat-of-the-moment� kind of thing, not to mention the both of us were
highly emotional and not completely rational at the time, so��

�� Tyson�� Gramps dropped the
street-slang and became completely serious.�
�I would say if he didn�t like you, there�s no way he would have�uh��

�� The teen flushed, turning a bright
shade of red.

�� Gramps coughed.� �Anyway, what I�m trying to say is that you
need to talk with him.� Agonizing over it
isn�t going to solve anything and only drive you insane.�

�� Tyson sighed wearily and slouched,
one hand creeping into his pants� pocket to pull out the piece of paper that
Tala had given him with Kai�s cell phone number on it.� �I guess the only question left is when,
huh?�

�� The old man chuckled, his gaze
turning off into space.� �Ah�young
love.� You know, I remember when I was
your age, there was this fly chick�� A gleam glazed over Gramps� eyes and Tyson
groaned inwardly, carefully sneaking out of his seat and out the door to
escape.

~*~*~*~

�� The weekend continued uneventfully �
well, in a way.� Two young men, in their
two separate homes, were considering each other in ways that they had before,
but this time with a hopeful edge that came from the paranormal events of
Friday night.

�� At the ancestral home of the
Kinomiya clan, Tyson sat just outside his bedroom on the boardwalk that ran
around the entire residence and dojo, his back leaning comfortably against a
large wooden post.� Here he was sheltered
from the soft, misty rain that fell continuously just beyond him.� His radiant storm-blue eyes stared up at
light grey skies while he contemplated the coming fateful Monday, where he
would return to school � and face Kai again, like it or not.

�� He pulled his knees up to his chest
loosely and rested his forearms on them, heaving a heavy sigh.� The weather wasn�t inducing a cheerful mood,
even though he liked storms and rain normally.�
Tyson glanced down at the cordless phone receiver which lay beside him,
and for the hundredth time that hour tried to decide whether or not to call
Kai.

�� But as he reached
out to pick it up to make that call, he nearly jumped out of his skin when it
rang loudly, startling him severely.�
Tyson swore, clutched his pounding heart with one hand, and answered the
phone with the other.

�� Kinomiya residence, Tyson
speaking.�� He intoned.� It was probably one of Gramps� cronies�um,
friends, wanting to set up a poker night again or something.

�� Hey, Tyson!�� Max�s genki voice, extra-hyper, greeted him
instead.� �How�s it going, pal?�

�� Hey, Max.� Alright, I suppose.�� Tyson shifted and got comfortable again.� �From your voice, I�d guess the date with
Hilary went fairly well?�

�� He could picture the mile-wide,
1000-Watt grin on the blonde�s face when he replied, �It was fantastic!� Oh man, she�s such a great girl, and she�s
really smart and beautiful, too!�

�� Tyson rolled his eyes, but smiled
and let his friend ramble on about all the brunette�s apparent virtues
indulgently.� When he finally wound down,
the bluenette chuckled in amusement.

�� You are so totally whipped,
Mizuhara Max.�

�� Well�I wouldn�t go that far,
but�yeah.�� Max laughed sheepishly.� �I had to call you and tell you all about it,
though.� I�ve been full of energy since
last night when we went out, and I couldn�t hold it in anymore.�

�� I can imagine.�

�� So did you talk to Kai yet?�� Max asked, hesitant.� Tyson sighed and shook his head, then remembered Max couldn�t see it.

�� No.�
I�I�m afraid to call him.�� Max
would never know how hard it was to admit that.�
�Now that he�s had time to think about it�I�m afraid he�s decided he doesn�t like me and wants nothing more
to do with me.�

�� Tyson�� Max went silent for a
moment, obviously thinking.� �Look, I
can�t pretend to understand how you feel, what with everything that happened that
night and all, but I do know that he�s probably just as agonized about it as
you are.� Don�t let your fears about
things that haven�t happened yet get you down, okay?�

�� I�m trying Max.� I really am.�

�� And I�m sure it�ll work out
eventually.�� There was a pause.� �Oops!�
I have to get off the phone.� Dad
wants it.� I�ll talk to you to morrow in
class, okay?�

�� Yeah.� See you, Max.�

�� Bye!�

�� Tyson put the phone down.� Max was right.� He was worrying about possibilities that
hadn�t happened yet.� So�he�d wait and
see how the chips fell � so to speak.

~*~*~*~

�� In a nearby part of the city, the
other teen sat curled up on the sofa in his bedroom, staring into the flames of
his fireplace as if he could somehow see all the answers to all his questions
there.� A warm blanket was wrapped
snuggly around him and his dual-toned grayish hair was draped over the armrest
where his head was pillowed.� He�d been
trying to get warm again since Saturday morning, but all he felt was cold and
empty.� It was as if the weekend�s events
and Tyson�s departure from the house had sucked all the warmth and energy from
Kai � which was ridiculous, he knew, but it still felt that way.

�� Oh, he knew why.� He was still afraid to
confront the bluenette, and his fears were what was really making him cold and shivery.� Every time fear washed through him, ending in
a shudder, he mentally berated himself for being pathetic and cowardly.� The flames danced and crackled merrily, and
he wondered if he�d ever have that same spark and passion he�d felt when Tyson
had been in his arms and their kiss had burned itself into his soul.

�� He barely even looked up when his
mother quietly peered into the room around the door frame.

�� Oh!�
There you are!� Kai,
son, what�s wrong?�� She moved
into the room and laid a hand to his forehead.�
�Your father and I haven�t seen you all day and when you didn�t come
down for dinner I got worried.� You don�t
have a fever�are you not feeling well?�

�� Kai slunk down under his blanket
further and hid a grimace.� He just wanted
to be left alone, really.� But his mother
wouldn�t� do that until she had an answer, he knew.

�� I feel fine, Mother.� I�m just cold and tired.�� He responded dully.� She didn�t buy that, though, and frowned in
concern, sitting on the coffee table and blocking his view of the fire.

�� Sweetheart, I can always tell when
you�re not giving me the whole truth so please don�t try that on me.� What�s wrong, Kai?�

�� He sighed and closed his eyes.� No way was he telling her exactly what
happened.� She�d never believe it
anyway.� But�

�� You and Father love each other a
lot, right?�� Kai asked after a moment of
thought, surprising his mother with question.

�� Well, yes.� We didn�t at first.� Our marriage was arranged by our
families.� But we were lucky, I suppose,
because we found happiness with one another after a time.�� She ran a hand through his hair in a motherly
gesture.� �Why?�

�� Have you ever�done something or
said something to each other � before you were married � that ever made you
wonder if you had damaged the relationship?�
Like maybe you�d never get together because of it?�

�� Confused, his mother tilted her head
and stared at him.� �No.� Nothing so dire as
that, I�m happy to say.�� Her eyes
widened.� �Kai, are you saying you think
you�ve done something that jeopardizes your chance to be with someone?� Someone you like, perhaps?�

�� Damn
it all.� She was entirely too
perceptive.� Kai flushed an interesting
shade of pink and pulled his blanket up around his nose.� �Yes.��
He mumbled, his voice muffled by the blanket (which was fine by him
since it came out suspiciously squeaky in embarrassment).

�� Oh!�� His mother smiled and sniffled.� �That�s wonderful, Kai!� I mean, that you�ve fallen for someone, not
the other�oh dear.�� She laughed lightly
and dragged the blanket away from him.�
�Come now.� Sit up and tell me
about it.� Who is she?� Have I met her yet?�

�� Kai froze halfway sitting up.� Oh�shit.� He cursed fluently but silently.� His mother � and to some extent his father,
too � were both very liberal in their views of the world.� Neither had issues with
Tala and Bryan
being together.� But they weren�t their children,
they weren�t of the Hiwatari family.� Kai
wasn�t sure if that liberal tolerance extended to him.

�� Listen, no offence, Mother, but�I�m
not ready to talk about it yet, okay?� I
just�I�m trying to figure out how to, uh, approach the person after I�well,
let�s just say I think I screwed up and they probably don�t want to have
anything more to do with me.�� He sat up
fully and hugged his knees to his chest.

�� The delight faded back into motherly
concern and she took her son�s hand and rubbed it between her own.� �Son, it�s never too late, and I doubt you
could have done anything so regrettable that the person wouldn�t be willing to
discuss it calmly like an adult.� Don�t
give up before you try, Kai.�� She smiled
and stood up.� �Come downstairs and eat
something.� Gregory kept a plate for you
in case you were hungry after all.�� She
held out a hand to him, and, though he felt like a five year old kid again, he
clasped it and allowed her to pull him off the sofa and lead him to the stairs.

�� While she happily mothered him for
the rest of the evening, he found he did feel somewhat better about
everything.� She was right, after
all.� And he never gave up anything without a down and dirty fight, if that�s
what was required.

�� School, he decided, was going to be
very different the next day, and full of changes � for better or worse.

~*~*~*~

�� Morning dawned sunny and cheerful, a
complete contrast to the weekend�s dreary, damp weather.� It was as if the gods were smiling on the
day, and that bode well for the two nervous teens as they each made their own
way to school.

�� The group of teens that had been present
for Tyson�s brush with the paranormal had all been sworn to secrecy unless
Tyson, himself, chose to tell anyone about it � by Kai, through Tala.� So, when Max and Rei were both obviously
keeping an eye on the bluenette (no matter how sneaky they tried to be about
it), it wasn�t surprising that Kenny (and several others) began asking why they
were acting like something was wrong with Tyson.

�� Tyson had no wish to try and explain
the true nature of what happened, and so made up a story about eating too much
junk food and getting so scared by Bryan�s horror movies all night that he�d
gotten no sleep at all, resulting in a very ill Tyson for the rest of the
weekend.

�� Kenny was the only one not fooled by
the tale, but he let it go, trusting and understanding that his best friend
would tell him, eventually, what really went on.

�� Kai, on the other hand, was being
pestered mercilessly by a certain red-head all morning.� He�d been hoping to run into the bluenette
first thing when he arrived, before classes, but had no such luck.� Instead, he had to sit through his morning
classes (neither of which Tyson was a part of) and be tormented by Tala�s
pointed looks, questioning stares, and the annoying little notes the older teen
casually tossed at him from two rows away (their seats being at the back of the
class and Bryan between them helped).

�� Lunch time came soon enough, and
with relief, Tyson escaped the inquisition and retreated to the side of the
school � where few people ever went to eat � in peace.� Max and Kenny had followed him (after Max had
explained to Hilary that there was something he �needed to talk to� the two
about and couldn�t eat lunch with her that day).� It was a warmer day, and the shade of the
trees along the side of the building provided ample shade.

�� Of course, by this time, Kenny�s
patience had worn off.

�� Okay, Tyson!� Spill it!�
What happened after I left the party?��
The petit brunette demanded.

�� Tyson paused in opening his bento
lunch and sighed apologetically.� �Yeah.� Sorry,
Chief.� I just didn�t want everyone to
hear about it or they�d think I was crazy.��
He proceeded to explain everything with a little help from Max.� When he�d finished, he gave the spectacled
teen a small smile.� �Crazy,
huh?�

�� Uh�if it were anyone but the two of
you telling me this, I�d be on the phone to the nearest mental
institution.� But since it is you, I believe you.�� Kenny moaned.�
�I can�t believe I missed my
chance to study real paranormal activity!�
Life is so unfair!�

�� Max smothered a laugh and Tyson
frowned in a disgruntled way.

�� Okay, getting past that�now I have
to talk to him, guys.� And I have no idea
what to say or do.�

�� You really do like him, don�t
you?�� Kenny smiled, pushing his
left-over noodles to the bluenette who proceeded to demolish them much as he
had his own lunch.� �Kai is a good match
for you, Tyson, even if I don�t understand him that well.� I was hoping you�d see it yourself sooner or
later.� I�m glad it was sooner.�

�� Don�t get ahead of yourself,
Chief.�� Max cautioned.� �Still, I have to agree with you.� Tyson and Kai would make a phenomenal
couple.�

�� The bluenette blushed and stuffed
noodles in his mouth.

�� Tala was still pestering Kai by the
time the lunch bell rang and they escaped to their usual lunch spot (on nice
days) � their tree and piece of the school wall.

�� Now would be the perfect time to go
find him and talk to him, Hiwatari!�
Don�t let the opportunity slip by!�

�� Ivanov, I
swear I�m going to drown you in the school pool if you don�t lay
off!�� Kai gave him his very best death
glare, full of murderous intent.� Tala
blithely ignored it.

�� Yes, yes, I know.�� Tala and the mostly silent Bryan followed him outside.� �Besides, I know you don�t want to talk to
him in front of the others, and you know they�re probably waiting for us at the
tree, so��

�� Kai scowled.

�� As luck would have it (or thanks to
whichever meddling deity was�well, meddling) when they turned the corner to go
around the side of the school and head toward their wall, they came across the
bluenette, Max, and Kenny under one of the first trees with their lunches.

�� Blue met crimson and held, both dead silent.�
Tala and Bryan
exchanged glances with each other, then with Max and Kenny, and as one the four
teens quietly disappeared in mutual agreement.

�� Tyson swallowed hard and slowly got
to his feet.� Kai moved closer, but
remained outside the younger teen�s personal space.� The tense silence was broken suddenly as they
spoke at the same time.

�� Kinomiya��

�� Kai, I��

�� They stopped, looked away with twin
blushes, then looked back again.

�� You first.�� Kai urged.

�� No, you go ahead.�� Tyson conceded.� �Please.�

�� Hn.�
Well�I�how are you?�� Kai blurted out, mentally cursing and kicking
himself for sounding ridiculous and insecure.�
�I mean, ah, no relapses or anything?�

�� Tyson shook his head, leaning
against the trunk of the tree.� �No.� I�m perfectly normal again.�� He offered a hesitant, bright, half-smile.� �Thanks again, Kai.� I wanted to say that Saturday when I woke up
but you�d already gone before I got the opportunity.�� He chuckled, though the sound was still
nervous.

�� Kai�s shoulders shrugged jerkily,
and he took a step forward.� �I was
called away to run errands by my parents, or I would have stuck around.� I apologize for being a bad host and�for what
that poltergeist did to you.�

�� Hey, you can�t control
spirits.� That wasn�t your fault.�� Tyson responded immediately.� No way was he letting Kai believe he was to
blame for that.� �Besides!� If it hadn�t been for what you did, I may not
have been cured! �You cured me,
right?� Don�t beat yourself
up about it�� he blushed a little more, remembering how Kai had cured him.

�� Yes, but�� Kai looked up at the sky for a moment.� �About that�I hope I didn�t�I mean I�m sorry
if you��

�� A cold feeling of dread washed down
Tyson�s spine and settled in his gut.� He
was sure rejection was coming before he�d even had a chance for anything else.

�� Ha ha!� Oh, don�t
worry, Kai!�� This time the laughter was
as false as Gramps� teeth.� �I know it
was just a heat-of-the-moment kind of thing and all the stress and tension
didn�t help so forget about it!� I swear
I won�t ever mention it to anyone or whatever so relax!�� Looking away and swallowing around the lump
in his throat that he was sure were the pieces of his breaking heart, Tyson bent and grabbed his lunch, preparing to make a
hasty escape.� �Anyway, thanks again, and
I�ll see you around, oka-mph!�

�� Pliable, slightly rough lips mashed
against his as he stood up and, startled, he dropped his lunch.� And then his widened eyes drooped shut as he
was pressed back against the tree, a warm body molding into his own.� Helpless and melting, the bluenette whimpered
and curled his arms around strong shoulders in welcome.

�� Kai had barely registered moving,
having only one thought which propelled him forward: he would not let Tyson believe he�d only kissed
him that night because of the curse.�
When Tyson�s arms reached up and circled his shoulders, Kai felt a jolt
of giddy triumph as he sensed the acceptance being offered.� It made him kiss that addictive mouth harder,
more demandingly, and the whimpers of pleasure he earned washed over him in
waves of heat.

�� He slid his hands up Tyson�s arms to
cup his face between his palms, angling his head just so�� Tyson groaned, let the tree take their
weight, and hung on, his fingers running feverishly through Kai�s hair at the
back of his neck.

�� The emotion and desire grew to be
almost too much and the taller teen forced himself to
end the kiss, but couldn�t bring himself to separate even one millimeter from
the youth he had pinned to a tree.�
Breathing harshly, Kai rained slow, reverent, butterfly-soft kisses over
Tyson�s features � from his nose, over closed eyelids, temples, forehead, and
back along his jaw line.� When he got
back to Tyson�s mouth he stopped, hovering a whisper
away.

�� Tyson�s eyes fluttered open, stormy
blue, gorgeous, and glazed with passion.�
His heavy breathing hitched as their gazes bore into one another from
mere inches apart, and his arms tightened around Kai�s neck.� �Kai�� he breathed the name.� �Gods��

�� Everything I said that night was
the truth, Tyson.�� Kai murmured,
watching his expression for any hint of what the bluenette was thinking.� �And this, right now, was not done because of
any coercion or heat-of-the-moment.�

�� Good.� Great!��
Tyson rasped, trying to get his mind to function again, his voice
thick.� �Because if it had been, I�d have
to kick your ass for making me feel like this when you don�t mean it.�

�� Crimson eyes widened slightly, hope
flaring.� �Feel�? �Like what, exactly?�

�� At the moment, like I want you to
kiss me again and never stop.�� Tyson
grinned foolishly and pressed his lips to Kai�s once, just for a moment.� �But outside of that�I don�t know what this
is inside of me, Kai, for you.�� He grew
serious and seemed to be studying Kai just as closely as Kai was him.�
�I�ve never felt this way before.�
I know I like you � probably more than I should � and I like it when
you�re around me.�

�� Kai let his forehead rest against
Tyson�s, relief weighing his body down until he could barely hold himself up
anymore.� �Me too�� he whispered.� �I�this weekend was not how I would have
chosen to go about telling you or finding out if you�d be interested, and I certainly would never have harmed you��

�� Shh�I
know that, Kai.� Tyson hushed him, laying two fingers to Kai�s lips.� �I�ve had first-hand experience of how kind
and considerate you really are.�� He
smirked and chuckled at Kai�s wince and grimace.� �Even under the attitude and indifferent
exterior you show the world.�

�� Yeah, well�keep it between you and
me, Kinomiya.� I do have a reputation to maintain.�

�� Tyson just laughed.

�� Do we tell anyone about this
now?�� He wanted to know.� Kai sighed.

�� I don�t think it�s any of their
business.� Maybe the ones who were there
that night, but outside of that, let�s keep it quiet
for a while.�� The older teen
suggested.� Tyson nodded.

�� Alright.� I think that�s best, too.�

�� They both looked up at the school
when the warning bell for the return to classes from lunch break rang out.

�� With a sigh, Kai pushed himself away
from the bluenette and ran fingers through his hair, a faint blush on his
cheeks.� �Ah�I guess lunch is over.� So��

�� Tyson straightened his school
clothes and checked his hair to make sure it didn�t look like he�d been making out with someone, blushing
a little.� �So�what are you doing Friday
night?�

�� Kai blinked, then grinned (making
Tyson�s heart flutter madly).� �Taking my boyfriend on a date.� I hear there�s a big pro-poker tournament in
town this weekend�� He left the
suggestion hanging.

�� That could be fun.�� Tyson nodded in mock-solemnity.� �Or we could go see a movie.� Hey!�
We could make it a double-date with Tala and Bryan!�
Or a triple-date with them, and with Max and Hilary!�

�� He-ll no,
Tyson.�

�� Tyson grinned and let Kai lead the
way back toward the school doors.

~*~*~*~

Fin.� Owari.� Ende.

Kali Notes:�
Tada!� Thanks again everyone and I
hope you have a safe, spooky, and happy HALLOWEEN!� ^_^� Remember�sequel!� And for now, please R/R!!!!

~ Yami FireKali ~
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