A/N: Hi peeps! This is not my usual style, at least by some means… And the first chappy is really short, sorry!
Warning: Tyka yaoi
Disclaimer: I don't own anything
Rei winced as the door slammed shut. He lifted his head from his magazine carefully, glancing at Max, who looked just as awkward. The blonde got up and motioned he was going out for a while. They had suspected Kai wouldn't exactly be in a good mood. Mr Dickinson had sent the captain to a press meeting all by himself to cut the wings off the rumours that he was the "unsocial, cold one" of the group. Of course, that was just what he was, but some papers had been writing about his unwillingness to sign autographs, or that he was always the last to actually open his mouth in a Bladebreakers fan meeting. If he even bothered to speak at all.
So Mr Dickinson got a "great" idea to change that. He had actually given Kai a note of lines, answers and common small talk phrases to use while sitting alone behind the desk with dozens of cameras in his face. For four hours.
Yes indeed, Rei and Max had been expecting nothing less than murderous attitude from when the Russian would return from his personal hell. The raven-haired blader considered getting out while he still could, and managed to lift his butt from the chair, but that was when Kai strut in the room, and he knew he had lost his chance and sat down, picking the paper up again. Kai sat in the other armchair, staring at the black TV screen. Rei knew better than to say anything, and pretended to read the mag.
Kai closed his eyes and let out a very quiet breath. This had to be the worst day ever. His temples were still throbbing from the flash lights, annoying questions and shouts, having to come up with some kind of answers that didn't include the idiotic reporters having intercourse with themselves. Sitting there in the heat, under the excruciatingly curious eye of the press, his back and backside aching and sweaty, all night. What a nightmare. What had Mr Dickinson been thinking! And the noise, the shouts, not one moment of silence, the constant blabbering and screams…
The stillness in the room felt like heaven to Kai. He didn't know where most of his teammates were, and he didn't care. Good riddance. He just wanted to sit here in complete grave silence and empty his head. Suddenly the door opened and slammed shut.
"Hi guys, I'm baa-ack! Did you miss me? Is Kai back already? Aren't those his shoes? Man, I'm hungry. Hey I rented a movie, that flick where the girl lights a match in the dark and suddenly realises she's been buried alive, remember? The one Kai likes. Oh and I got popcorn too! Those have to be Kai's shoes 'cus nobody else wears that size. Isn't it great that his feet are big? Um, n-never mind. Oh and I got those peanut butter cookies he likes, too, even if he doesn't admit he likes them 'cos that one time when I turned around they were all gone and I know Maxie didn't touch them 'cos he was stuffed from that fruit salad, remember?"
Rei sweatdropped. Tyson had said all that and he hadn't even made his way out of the hallway yet, probably not to mention his shoes and jacket. In a few seconds the Japanese appeared in the living room with a paper bag in his armpit, and his face lit up.
"Kai! You're back already! Why didn't you say something?" Auburn eyes opened very slowly, dull and somehow very dark. Tyson dropped the bag of candy in his lap and ruffled his hair really quickly, Kai's eyes widening with rage and disbelief.
"I'll be back in a sec, I'll just pop these babies in the micro first and get some Dew. You want some, Rei?" The Chinese opened his mouth, but Tyson was quicker.
"Of course you do, duh I'm so stupid. Hey where's Max? Whatever, he's seen the movie already, probably doesn't care. Ooh! And don't we have some Twinkies left? No wait, I ate them last night. Whatever, put the video in and rewind, I'll be right back. Hey you've got to tell me about the press meeting, how did it go?" Tyson turned to a pissed looking Kai, who didn't look up.
"Oh well, you'll tell me after the movie, then," he said and left the room. Rei wiped some sweat off his forehead and lifted the paper higher. The atmosphere was very tense, to say the least. He heard Kai shift and grumble something very quietly.
"Just once…" Kai muttered. Rei lowered the magazine, looking cautious. He didn't like this. Kai closed his eyes and ran a hand over his rigid features, pressing the bridge of his nose.
"Is it completely ludicrous to think that just once he could not do that?" he grumbled. Rei was relieved, but not surprised, that Kai didn't look at him. The captain had never asked for people's approval of his opinions.
"Just one Goddamn time, it's not like I'm asking for much here. Sometimes he can be so…" Kai sighed and opened his eyes, then closed them again quickly, his grey brows angling hard.
"Sometimes I wish I had a stapler to nail his big, fat mouth shut just one bloody time," he growled. Seconds went by, and Kai realised it was quiet again. He opened his eyes and saw that Rei looked horrified. But he wasn't looking at his captain. Kai turned his head and looked to the door. Tyson was standing there, a bowl of popcorn in his hands. He looked a bit confused, fiddling the edge of the bowl with his fingers. He looked straight ahead, not at Rei or Kai. He shifted his weight, glancing around the room quickly, upwards. He bit his lower lip and shifted his weight again, swallowing hard.
"I… um…" He had completely lost his words. He looked at the popcorn, then at the TV, right past Kai, then at the floor. He shifted his weight again.
"I… um, I forgot…" he said uncertainly, pointing behind him, "forgot that… uh… I have to do…" He set the bowl on the table quickly, staring at the ground, and walked to the door backwards.
"I have to… I, I forgot to, um…" he mumbled and disappeared from the doorway.
To be continued…
A/N: Everybody sing: Kai is a big, fat jerk, big fat jerk, la-la-la!