Hey there! My name's LoneeWolf and I'm back for yet another KaixOC! This one is gonna be slightly different, with different aproaches and different... Why the hell can't I shut up? Let's just give you the damn first chapter!

ON THE FIC!

Chapter 1: The Word Meeting

The day was nice outside. Warm, sunny, fresh, with only a small breeze to keep the excessive heat away. The former Blade Breakers, now the G-Revolution, were outside, passing the time. Tyson was laying on the grass, his cap over his eyes and his hands behind his head. Max was laying on the porch, arms spread out and a grin on his face. Ray was sitting down, cleaning Drigger and Kai was leaning against a tree, arms crossed and eyes closed, biting on the foot of a daisy.

Hilary, on the other hand, was elegantly sitting on a deck chair, her sunglasses over her eyes and a fashion magazine on her hands. But her eyes refused to read it. Her eyes were focused on Kai, and Kai alone. Because yes, since a long time ago, Hilary had a crush on Kai.

Why wouldn't she have? He was perfect. Long duo silver and dark blue hair, sharp crimson eyes, built up body that could make even the most tight-up bitch drool, a dream of a boy, the most mysterious and quiet personality, a lone wolf truly. And, because he's such a lonely guy, with a perfect face and a long past behind him was enough to make a girl desire him and want to break down every single barrier that he put around himself.

She shifted on her seat, her eyes travelling all over his body, her mind conjuring the dirtiest and sexiest scenarios. She was sexually frustrated, she knew it. But pleasuring herself at night was enough to relieve her pent up energies to last one more day. She dreamed about having his fingers working her, helping her get her release. But that wasn't possible. For now.

Kai got up and left the backyard, entering the house without a word. Hilary followed him with her eyes before waiting a few seconds, entering the house too and leaving her friends in the backyard.

She found him in the kitchen. He was drinking a glass of water, his phone on the other hand, his thumb crossing the screen very fast, typing something. She got a little closer to him and leaned on the counter, clearing her throat. But he never seemed to notice her. So she tried again, patting the counter slightly. This time, he did hear her, and turned in her direction, narrowing his eyes.

"Hi, Kai."

"Hilary."

"So… It's hot outside, isn't it?"

"Yes. I guess" he replied, grabbing the glass again.

"So… Hey, Kai, I bought these new clothes… What do you think?" she asked, posing to him.

He half-turned to her and looked down at her, watching what she was wearing. A white low cut crop top and a high waist-ed short pink skirt, with a pair of black open toe sandals. He shrugged and turned away again, claiming "You look good, I guess."

Hilary sighed. Even the clothes that her mom had bought for her, especially to impress Kai, didn't work. So she took a different approach. She placed her hands on his shoulders and turned him to her, smiling sweetly and pushing him against the counter.

"What are you doing?"

"C'mon, Kai… We're friends… Friends can do this for each other… Right?"

"No." he declared, pushing her away.

Leaving the kitchen and walking back to the backyard, Kai sat down on the tree's shadow again, biting on the daisy's foot, just like before. Hilary sighed. Why couldn't she break him? Why couldn't he look at her with affection, with passion, with desire, with love? She had done everything in her power to gain such. Well, she hadn't locked herself in a room with him and stripped bare in front of him, but she wasn't ready to go that far. Was she?

Walking out as well and laying on her chair, picking up her magazine and flipping through the pages, she caught her eye on a reportage labeled as '5 Signs as A Guy is Into You'. It seemed like a viable and respectful source, so she started reading:

1. He initiates.

If you're at a party, he comes up to you and strikes up a conversation. If you're not in the same immediate vicinity, he reaches out to you. Finding an excuse to talk to you doesn't require much creativity. If he wants to get your attention, he'll think of something.

"Huh," Hilary thought "I can't really say much about it. Kai isn't much of a very talkative person but… There was that time when he came to me at the ball and asked me if I wanted to dance. So number 1 check."

2. Listens to what you say and remembers the details.

When we like someone, we can't get enough. We want to know every detail, every story, even the insignificant ones. If a guy asks you a lot of questions about yourself and your life and shows a genuine interest in whom you are and what you like, he is investing in you.

"No more than the guys. I guess Max would be the one fit for this… He's always asking stuff about me…"

3. Body language cues.

A guy might come across all slick, but his body language can tell you a lot about how he really feels. Mirroring is one way to assess if he's into you. If you notice that he mimics your body language, it means he's trying to connect to you and is completely focused on you. Other body language cues to look out for are if he leans in when talking to you, maintains eye contact, and points his feet towards you.

"Really, you're trying to get me to see his feet? I don't know. Maybe?" she thought, deciding to read the next one.

4. Acts different around you.

If a guy likes you, he'll act a little different when he's around you. He might seem a bit nervous and fidgety, or maybe he tones down his usual "macho" attitude. You may notice he seems a little flustered or maybe even blushes a bit when you talk to him. If he behaves differently with you than other people in his life it's a sign that he holds you in a different regard.

"Yeah, right. Kai acting different? When hell freezes over. Next."

5. He compliments your appearance.

Every guy I spoke to while gathering intel for this article said complimenting a girl's appearance is the clearest sign that a guy is interested. If a guy is into you, he'll pay close attention to your appearance and won't be shy about letting you know it. Compliments are his way of telling you he notices you and wants to make you feel good.

"No. Definitely a no. I mean, I just asked him about it and he turned away! Let's just go…"

Hilary closed the magazine, sighing. According to it, Kai would never be into her. She got up and was about to walk to him, to talk when she realized he was no longer there. 'He must have gone back to the house' she thought, stepping inside. She could hear Kai's muffled voice and, if she was correct, he was talking on the phone.

"I know… Yeah, but…"

Hilary tried to come closer to hear the conversation. Kai seemed pretty off. He was frowning. His bangs hid his eyes, but she could tell they were worried, confused even. But he must have realized that the brunette was trying to listen to him so he shot a few words in Russian and then hung up. Turning back to Hilary, he asked, his voice harsh and cold:

"What?"

"Uh, nothing… I was just worried. I guess I just wanted to help you."

"I don't need help. Especially not yours."

And, with those words, Kai left the house, walking down the street and disappearing. Hilary sighed and shook her head, going back to the backyard.

It was night already. Hilary had just finished brushing her teeth and she was going to the guests' room in Tyson's house, where everyone was staying for the night. The rain was heavy and the storm was beginning to power up, and it didn't look like it was gonna calm down. She walked past Kai's room, but stopped on her tracks when she heard him talk.

"Please believe me. I'm not lying."

Hilary snuck a peak into his room. He was already dressed on his pajamas, baggy pants and tank top. He was leaning on the window, staring at the storm outside, a small smile gracing his features. His phone was over his ear and his hand held it there, his face being lightened with the thunder.

"You know… There's a thunderstorm" he whispered "I'm thinking about you. You love them." A small pause "I know. Wait, what?" another pause, longer this time "Okay. I miss you too." And he hung up the call.

He placed the phone on his desk and walked to his bed, sitting down on it. Without looking up, he asked "Why were you spying on me?" Hilary gulped. She realized he had known she was there watching him so she did the first thing she could think of: she ran away. He was too threatening for her to face.

.-ae-.

Hilary was walking in the park.

The sun was bright, the day was happy. The birds sang, the flowers danced, the leaves floated. Everything seemed perfect. Hilary looked around. Even though that it was Sunday morning, the park was already crowded. That's the way she liked things. Alive. She saw plenty of known people there. Her old girlfriends, her old boy-friends, even an ex-boyfriend of hers, someone called Zeo Zaggart. But there was someone that didn't belong there.

She was tiny. A tiny girl, maybe 4.9' ft. She was pale. Her eyes were cinnamon brown, big and round. Her face was thin, small and so was her nose. Her hair was long, reached her middle back and it was black and straight. She wore a school outfit, but the uniform wasn't the one from her school. Hilary's was light pink and red. She was wearing a white blouse underneath a marine blue jacket and a red tie around her neck, a marine blue short skirt with a red stripe on the edge, a pair of thigh high white socks and a pair of black boots.

She was walking around, and seemed rather lost. She looked around, she walked in circles. Hilary smiled and walked to her, placing a hand on her shoulder, surprising the young. The girl turned to her and seemed to recognize her, because she frowned in anger, but quickly dismissed the thought, smiling softly at Hilary.

"Hi." Hilary exclaimed "Are you lost or something?"

"Yes." She replied, a quiet and shy voice leaving her lips.

"Well… Can I help you find your way?"

"Sure. Do you happen to know where the Black Rose hotel is?"

"Of course!" Hilary exclaimed "Just go up this street and you'll find a McDonald's. Turn right and it should be 500 yards ahead."

"Thank you." She replied, walking away.

Hilary smiled. She seemed like a nice girl. She wasn't pretty nor fashionable like herself, but she was a good bite of a girl, she guessed. But she was nothing important. She had better things to do. Her hair salon was waiting for her. Then manicure. And then… Shopping, of course! (A/N: Yes, Hilary is a bitch here.) So, she left the park, directing herself to her hair salon in order to fix her already perfect hair.

.-ae-.

Hilary was coming home, her arms full with shopping bags. She had found a couple of girlfriends in the mall and had lost the count of the time, not mentioning the count of money. She opened the door and placed her bags down in her room, before leaving a note to her parents, saying that she was spending the night in Tyson's place.

Leaving again and walking to Tyson's house, Hilary had a nagging feeling that she was being followed. She looked back a couple of times, but saw no one. Repeating that ritual a couple of times more and still finding no one, she just shrugged and put her earplugs on, basting some pop pinky song.

Knocking on Tyson's door, she smiled to Ray when he opened. She entered and walked to the kitchen, where Ray was making dinner. Drinking her water and glancing at Ray from the corner of her eye, she couldn't help but realize that the teen had grown to a handsome young man, with his hair pulled back and his sharp eyes gazing his food with a smile. 'Boy, you sure hot up, Ray!' Hilary thought 'Too bad you're already engaged to Mariah. What a waste.'

"Hilary, could you get the door? I think it's Tyson with the groceries I asked him." Ray requested, smiling to her. The girl nodded and did has she was told, letting Tyson walk in with his arms full with brown paper bags.

"Hi, Ray. Hi Hilary. Where's Kai?" the blue net asked, placing the shopping in the table.

"I think he is outside, trying to bring the neighbors' cat down of our tree. AGAIN." The neko-jin explained, taking the pepper out of Tyson's bags.

"Oh, okay. Can you hurry up? I'm hungry."

"Tyson, go take a nap or something." Hilary told him, sitting on the counter. The bluenet glared at her before walking away, huffing.

"What is he, a five-year-old brat?"

"Maybe. Or maybe he just can't handle the fact that you can also boss him around…" Ray explained, tasting the food.

"Good. Then he'll learn to not to mess with me." Hilary declared, smirking.

"People, the dinner is ready!" Ray exclaimed, hearing loud and rushed footsteps down the stairs, along with voices.

Three teens showed up. Max, Kenny and Tyson, all with watering mouths and a big stomach to satisfy. Ray chuckled and set the food on the table, calling out for Kai. Hilary helped him, slapping away Tyson's hand when he was trying to get to the food. Sitting on their usual spots, with Kai and Tyson on the heads of the table and the others dispersed, Ray told Kenny to say graces, because he was the first to serve himself.

"Thank you for another day," he prayed "for the food and friends around this table. Let this be an example of the other days and let never miss anything or anyone in this table. Amen."

"Amen." Everyone replied, launching for the food.

The meal was great. The food was delicious, the sharing perfect and the socializing was in the point. They reached dessert. Fruit and a wonderful mango cheesecake that Ray had baked. Everyone ate with glad, the cold dessert cooling them from the high temperature outside. They were all full. No more food could fit in their stomachs. Kenny and Tyson took the dirty dishes out of the table while Max washed them, Kai placing them back in place.

But a knock on the door interrupted their actions. Another warned them that the someone outside was waiting. And the third one showed them the someone's rush. Ray went to the door and opened. He didn't recognize the person standing in front of him. He let the person in, but first called out for his friends. Max, Tyson and Kenny arrived, none recognized the person. Hilary gasped. It was the same girl from the park, earlier.

"It's you!" the brunette exclaimed "I thought you wanted the hotel. What are you doing here?"

"The hotel told me the person I was looking for wasn't there. It was here." She answered. And then, Kai arrived. He gasped when he saw her. Taking a step forward, he called out:

"Lea?"

"Hi, Kai."

A/N: There you have it, folks! Is it interesting? Did it spike your curiosity? Do you want to know who's Lea? It the answer to all of these questions is 'Yes' or something among the positive feedback, then let me know in the reviews!

LoneeWolf :)