Cleaning out my story archives and found this. Not edited since it was written.
Just a very quick Drabble.
The young Chinese boy was standing at the end of the street facing a fork in the road. One led to his home with Tyson and the other Bladebreakers. It led to normalcy, to everything staying just right and it led to friendship. The other path that faced him would result in a shift in the dynamics of the team unless he was careful. This path led to Kai alone at a pond. It led to everything he shouldn't think about. Ultimately, it led to a night filled of passion. When the rain started to fall and he was warm and safe in his captain's arms, he never regretted his choice to choose the second fork in the road.
R&R?