[A/N: This piece is being written for The Second Renaissance contest. If you enjoy Kai X Rei, either reading or writing it, you should check out the page, you might even consider entering it.

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Rei lurched forward, his right arm encircling the older teen. "MAX! Get your boyfriend!" He snapped, strain audible in his voice as Kai struggled against his grasp. An elbow to the ribs quite nearly knocked the wind out of Rei, still he hung on, restraining the other without use of claws or temper.

The blonde hesitated for a moment before grabbing at Tyson's arm, "Easy, enough. Stop it!"

"Get him out," Rei hissed through clenched teeth.

"Kon. Let. Me. Go." Kai's voice was icy, cold and calculating. He had not stilled, but instead fought harder against the Tiger's grasp.

"No. You'll kill him."

"Let. Me. Go. I wasn't asking."

Rei gritted his teeth and kept holding on. "Max, now please."

"I'm trying!" The blonde yelped, as Tyson managed to split his lip with a stray elbow.

If the situation hadn't been so serious, Rei would have been concerned for his teammate, but at the moment he was slightly more worried about Kai making good on his threat. "Try harder. Please -" if there was anything more to be side, it was choked off and forgotten as Kai managed to strike a very unfair blow.

At that point, Max managed to drag Tyson out of the room and Kenny shut the door behind them, closing Rei and Kai in the room alone together.

Tyson's loud protests could be heard through the closed door, and Rei kept his grasp on Kai for several moments.

"TYSON! Are you suicidal! You want to go back in there? He'll kill you, and Rei'll let him have you. Stop it!" A little more quietly, "Tyson, please. I don't want to see you hurt. Let Rei calm him down a bit. Be sensible about this."

There was a muffled response, though Rei wasn't sure what it was. He'd recovered from Kai's unfair blow, and he released a slow breath. "I'm going to let you go now, please don't go for the door." Rei knew that if Kai wanted to go for the door, he would whether Rei liked it or not, but it seemed best to try and convince him not to.

He stepped back from Kai a bit, watching the Russian blader carefully. "Kai?"

"If you were anyone else, I would have killed you." Kai said in a perfectly conversational tone, "for restraining me like that, that is."

"I figured you would anyway."

"Then why?"

"Protecting myself wasn't worth risking you hurting yourself or Tyson."

"You have no sense of self preservation. That, or you lie well." Probably the latter. "But I don't see, how attacking Tyson would hurt me."

"I know you care. You hide it well, but you care."

"What makes you think that?"

"Everything I see, when I look at you?"

"Which is...?"

Rei smiled teasingly, "Another time."

"That's cruel."

"I can be, at time."

"And they call me mean."

Rei was silent for a moment, his eyes closed and he listened carefully. "I think that Kenny convinced those two to go with him to the movies, or something. They're not out there."

"And you know that without opening the door...?"

"I can hear. The door just shut. And no-one is in the living room unless they're being literally silent."

"Ah." Kai sighed softly. "I'm sorry about that one hit... Not so much about knocking your wind out of you. You were holding. But that was cruel. And I wasn't aiming."

"I'd have probably done the same. I bet it's instinct for you."

Kai stared at him for a moment, uncertain how to answer that. "Hn."

"Are you hungry?"

"What do you think?"

"That, despite the adrenalin, you need to eat soon. Since you didn't eat dinner last night, or breakfast this morning."

"Right."

"Does that mean you'll eat if I cook?"

"Probably."

Rei rolled his eyes. "Lunch time it is."

"I still want to know what you supposedly see, when you look at me."

"And I said, another time." Rei stood up, "I'm going to go cook you something."