A.C: though it would have been great if I could have... it seems that I can't stay away from this fandom . I'm such a glutton for punishment X.x arg, sequel to King of Darkness hope you enjoy.
Summary: The dark phoenix is amongst them once more. Between emotions, hormones, therapy, and all around domestication, the Neo Borg will discover the truth explanations behind one Hiwatari Kai's revival...
Warnings:Slashy themes, all around insanity? Structure, grammar, much mistakes. Un-Betaed, uke-kai and possible/guaranteed oocness
Pairings: Yuriy/Kai, one-sided/mild Brooklyn/Kai, Takao/Kai, Boris/Kai
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'I want to see him... one last time'
Eyes open, it does not like what it sees. Hands slip through the bars, reaching out. Automatically, his body moves, grasping the broken hand in his own. They stand over a whirlpool of darkness and the dream ends.
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Ivan gleefully played with his newest toy, a laptop given by their only source of solid income, Hiwatari Kai. Boris thoughtfully chewed, thinking how this was the first time they had a civilized breakfast with each other that actually involved real food. Sergei sipped his coffee, reading the news paper. Yuriy was close to being asleep as he could without smashing his face in the eggs. It could be a perfect family almost, almost but not quite.
Without looking Boris said,
"Ivan, not at the table."
A quiet snicker but the wyrm obeyed, sticking his tongue out before the falcon and finishing his helping of bacons.
"I have a mission tonight, I have the right to enjoy things while I can." Ivan said in between bites of sausages and eggs.
"We all know that if I can't kill you," the falcon smoothed butter all over his toast, strangely, the supposed homicidal psychopath had taken liking to... toast. "regrettably, no one else can." Sergei coughed slightly before smoothing out the paper and hiding behind it.
"Well isn't that a comforting thought?"
Sergei thought it wise not to intervene. Yuriy was still floating in and out of consciousness, his hand tightly wound across a silver spoon prepared to skewer and possibly castrate anyone who dared to disturb his rest.
"Neo Borg domesticated, the world would have a heart attack." Kai announced sitting at the table. He looked sleepy, Boris poured him a cup of coffee. "Thanks..." the black liquid swirls leaving brown residue in the porcelain cup before it is handed to the slate haired Russian.
"Nice," Ivan grinned widely, Kai shot him a look. "I mean bad, I mean, good, in a really bad way?"
Kai had returned to his coffee, black, a cube of sugar and always scalding. Kai likes it that way, hot enough to scorch his throat when he drains it steadily.
"Going out today."
Yuriy shot up, nearly throwing his plate of eggs onto Sergei's face. If it had been anyone else, the red wolf's face would tinged in raw pink, much like sunburn and peeling skin the Russian had suffered during the summer months. However, it did not keep the tone of imperceptible hysteria from his voice.
"Going out? As in a date!"
The 'date' part had ended a little high, Yuriy blushed slightly trying to hide behind the stack of pancakes.
In Ivan's mind, he really thought their fearless leader should get laid in the next 24 hours. The role of a jealous and paranoid schoolgirl in love role did not really suit the wolf. Yes, admittedly Yuriy shouldn't have manipulated Kai into dismantling BEGA, he could have asked, but still...
Boris rolled his eyes, already knowing the answer that had been repeated for a month. They really didn't know why Yuriy bothered asking, the answer was same, as usual.
"Going out as in therapy." Yuriy flinched,
Ouch
For a month or so, the annoying dragon duo from BBA, Taka-something and Daichi had been dragging the phoenix back and forth between Hiwatari's and the what's-his-last-name Brooklyn's to make sure there were no hard feelings and wasn't going to start the next Armageddon out of pure spite of one another.
It was initially suggested by Hitoshi, worried for his student's sake. Kai had scoffed at the idea, but somehow Takao had been able to drag him out with the help of his partner in crime. In the end, Kai had inevitably succumbed knowing that it would take more strength to resist than go along peacefully with them. Not to mention it was mildly amusing when Yuriy sputtered indignantly with his face red enough to match his hair.
'Yuriy isn't the only one...'
Sergei thought it was dangerous
Ivan thought it was good for their leader to exercise self-control
Yuriy, well Yuriy had broken legs. His thoughts didn't count much as of now. But it didn't stop him from moaning all day when Kai was away. Despite the fact that they were not together and Kai usually turned down his more 'affectionate' advances.
Boris thought he deserved it
Daichi thought he was saving the world
Takao thought it was necessary
And Kai never shed light on his opinions
Right on cue, like a herd of rampaging bison, Takao and Daichi burst into the dining room distressing the poor maids. With a customary, 'Yo! Kai!' the two dragons began to process of extracting the garnet eyed Russian from his seat.
While Takao took time to ogle at the collection of beautiful women serving breakfast before eying Kai, Daichi was pulling the said youth to his feet in between helping himself to large portions of lavish breakfast the Neo Borg was planning on consuming.
"Watch it brat," Yuriy snarled as the short redhead bumped into Yuriy's leg. The midget made a face before pushing the protesting phoenix out the door. Takao reluctantly parted after the duo holding buttered and syrup laden pancake in his hands, giving the Neo Borg a faint wave.
"So Yuriy, about those anger management classes..."
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It's autumn. The cold winds already rolling in from Siberia. The leaves are very much dyed in multicolored layers though the recent showers have grounded most of them. Kai captures a tiny leafling in his hands, turning it over to observe the vein of green still preserved within the red and yellow. Daichi makes a game out of jumping in every single pile they come across much to Kai's and the sweeper's annoyance. Then they're there, the temporary housing of Brooklyn Moore.
As always, a calculating look is shared between the two members of BBA-Revolution before they face the small apartment question and begin their laborious climb up the stairs. Brooklyn isn't the only one staying there, Garland is also there, for damage control. Or at least, until the government straightens this whole thing of totaling half a city and let them go back home. No doubt that Daichi and Takao would be making a pit stop there like always.
Three knocks are customary, sometimes four if Takao feels impatient. More if Daichi feels the need to join in. It is particularly worse when they haven't been fed thoroughly by Mr. Kinomiya. At his old age, he should be taking a permanent vacation somewhere in the Philippines, not babysitting two obnoxious children. Then again, with Hitoshi around it might just be bearable. A quick grimace crosses at the thought, broken when the harsh knocks of fist hitting th metal echoes around them.
All these years and Takao has not yet learned that that is what the doorbells are for.
Politely Brooklyn answers the door, again reminding the dragon blader that he should use doorbells like any other normal person. He ushers them in, tasting the chilling wind.
Brooklyn hadn't changed in the past month or so. He still had the natural flare of arrogance about him, he still is a genius. He served them sponge cake, seemingly warm in his emerald green sweater.
With voracious appetites, Daichi and Takao sucked it all up until there was nothing left besides a few crumbs. Even then Daichi had licked the plate clean before Brooklyn could take it away. Takao, in his usual clothing in primary colors, had pathetically implored for the untouched slice of cake in front of Kai only using his blue violet eyes. Disgusted with the whole display of carnage in the murder of the innocent cake, Kai pushed the plate forward, therefore, sending his share of sponge cake to its untimely demise.
Satisfied that Brooklyn wouldn't be feeding them anymore, Takao asked his former captain briefly to check that he wasn't collapsing into a seizure in front of the ginger haired prodigy, Takao bid his fellow bladers farewell looking to obviously at Kai. Racing towards the door to see who could get to Garland's first.
Shaking his head elegantly Brooklyn offered more cake. Kai declined, standing up to follow Brooklyn into the miniature green house he had created in one of the rooms. Brooklyn assured the slate haired phoenix that he didn't need help cleaning up. Kai merely hned before sitting down on a bench in the room.
"You shouldn't be so cold." commented Brooklyn as he sat down beside him. "One might think you hate me." without batting an eye Kai replied,
"I do."
Brooklyn smiles picking up a small pot beside the bench. The painting had dried leaving a coat of marbling bronze in its awake. There had been attempts to add other colors, so far the results had been disappointing for the colors bled into one another in to a less desirable mottling.
"Ne Kai... you shouldn't lie." Kai closed his eyes, "Why would you come back if you hated me so much?" Brooklyn had began to fiddle with a small pot, examining it for possible chips and cracks.
"Takao and Daichi has been dragging me here for the past month, do you really need me to answer that?"
"But..." Brooklyn set the pot down, standing up and reaching for one of the over hanging plants to water it. "You could just say 'no' to your teammates."
"Hn, they're not my teammates." Brooklyn began to water the rest of the plants in the room. The miniature indoor greenhouse had once been the master bedroom. The bathroom attached to it gave Brooklyn to easier access to water.
"Ah... Why do you keep coming back Kai? Thought we were over the whole... hmm... beat each other up thing." Brooklyn refilled the small watering can, looking sideways at the mirror to see the reflection of the phoenix on the other side.
"Maybe I want something." Brooklyn stilled then continued watering the exotic iris.
"Maybe you do."
The room was silent after that save for the continuous rain like sound made by Brooklyn's watering. When he finished picking dead leaves off of an ivy, the wielder of darkness turned his full attention to the phoenix.
The wielder of darkness kneeled before the phoenix, before pressing his hands on to Kai's lap and snaking his neck around Kai's face. Kai stiffened as Brooklyn playfully rubbed his cheek against the temple, the ginger haired teen's eyes narrowed in amusement.
"What do you want Kai?" the green eyed teen's face was close. His cheeks still brushing softly against Kai's own. Kai shivered unintentionally as Brooklyn's misty breathing fluttered against his ear. Summoning whatever courage he had left he flatly stated,
"You saw what happened to me." the green orbs narrowed further, though Kai could not see it. With a visible sigh Brooklyn sat down beside Kai, his head perched on Kai's shoulder. The ruby eyed youth made no movements as to remove him, Brooklyn took that as a good sign.
"Yes..." Brooklyn conceded, already knowing what the next question would be. Birds were curious creatures, one merely needed an abstract combination of colors, something distracting and new and you would have the wind bound creature in your hands. Slightly cheered by the prospect of a good hunt, the keeper of the holy beast Zeus did not interrupt. Apathetic to the hanging question that followed, contrast to his previous behavior.
"Tell me..."
The was another sigh as Brooklyn looked away before concentrating on a spot on the opposite wall. The ginger haired youth began to hum a tuneless song dreamily in favor of ignoring the Russian. Kai scowled, frustrated, if the ginger haired genius thought that tuning him out by staring at a non-existent wilting in his plants...
"I'll cut you a deal with you, " Brooklyn said suddenly, lifting his head off of Kai. He stood up, looking at the phoenix lazily sideways before looking at the door. "I'll do my best to satisfy your curiosity, "
Kai did not miss the predatory gleam in Brooklyn's eyes as he followed the prodigy out the door. The door closed gently behind them with a click, Brooklyn turned around.
"In return?"
There was absolutely noway anything could come without a price, the only free thing you were entitled to was probably your soul, and even then some didn't have that.
"Companionship, I will answer one question a day." Announced Brooklyn, cleaning up the plates and cups still left on the table. Unconsciously Kai realized that their two hour session was up, usually Kai would leave earlier just in case Takao came back to escort him back to his estate. Usually was the keyword, Kai realized that from now on they would be playing on the green eyed genius' terms.
"And you want me to come back until I ask the last one." Finished Kai.
"Exactly, or at least the whole mess with VISA gets settled," Brooklyn shrugged, "either way..." his eyes took on a mischievous glint, "Deal?"
What was it with Brooklyn and cornering people against the walls? Sheer sadistic pleasure from his panicking victims or something more? Or had he finally found what he was looking for amongst the rough stone? Someone who was willing to fight back.
He didn't need another replay of that incident, he really didn't... but he was desperate. He bit his tongue.
"Very well..."
The knocks came on the door,
On time,
As usual.
It didn't used to be that way...
Brooklyn gave a small bow.
He could still hear the humming as the indigo haired dragon barreled into him and pulled him out of the abyss that was Brooklyn's home.
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A.C.: I hate the whole process with VISA btw -nods-