I don't own anything apart from my Sanji Plushie!!! ... Wrong anime
Anyway! This is a quick story done on a rainy day with the thoughts of my town centre flooding like it did the last time it poured down so heavily.
I don't know if there are pairings of not, but i'm going to put the word 'WARNING' after the chapter title if there is.
"Please don't say hide-and-seek again Tyson, please for the love of God." Thought Kai, his head turned to observe the world getting wet. It had been raining for about three days now, non-stop. The only person who went out of the house was Grampa Granger who would stock up on supplies and then talk endlessly about the Second World War.
"I know! Let's play hide-and-seek!" The annoying high pitched tone rang out. Tyson was so simple minded and on days like this, Kai promise himself to never have children of his own.
A groan escaped everyone, apart from Kenny and Max who were just as bad as Tyson sometimes. They both nodded and giggled and did all the things that really made Kai mad.
All because he didn't get to enjoy his childhood like they did and it was because now he was too old to start doing such things. Tyson was thirteen now, he would start growing up a little and then he may just be a bit more conserved. But Kai was well on his way to his fifteenth and so all the childish things he could've done… Well they were gone already.
He turned his gaze on the three boys brawling around on the floor for some reason he didn't understand. Then his eyes wondered over the wooden dojo floor to meet Rei's amber glass stare.
Kai could hardly look that boy in the eyes anymore, because all he saw was pity from the neko-jin. He didn't understand anything anymore and it frustrated him. It must've shown up though as Rei's expression changed to a quizzical look and silently the two had a conversation.
Rei's eyes asked if he was alright, and Kai's responded by quickly flitting over to the boys on the floor. When his eyes travelled back he saw Rei add some of his body into the conversation with a light shrug and a smile.
"I'm going for a walk about guys." Rei broke the conversation and got up with a yawn. The boys stopped their play and nodded before finally picking who would be the first to find everyone.
In the end the youngest boy Max had to be 'it' because he was the youngest. With a disgruntled moan he sighed and put his forehead against the furthest wall from the door, giving the two enough time to scatter to a hiding place in the vast hardwood house.
"Twenty-seven… twenty-eight… twenty-nine… THIRTY!" Max yelled to the entire house, running for the door before stopping and looking to Kai. "Hey why don't you join in Kai, you can help look for everyone this time and then hide the next time."
His response was silence as Kai waved the back of his hand at him. "Not interested."
With his head turned, Kai couldn't really tell if Max was there, but he heard the footsteps go to the hallway and then through to the kitchen. Finally Kai had the room to himself and he got up from the windowsill to walk around.
In doing so he noticed the many scratches along the walls and floor where Tyson practised his blading techniques. He also noted the patch on the floor that was cleaner than the rest. On closer inspection he realised it was from where Kenny sat down and watched, recording things with Dizzy's camera.
Kai stretched upwards and brought his neck to one side, the crick that followed echoed through the whole room, reverberation off of the walls and coming back to somewhere in his subconscious memory.
With a frown he looked around as if seeing things in a new light. He had done that a long time ago, back in the cold halls of Moscow Abbey. That transfer of cartilage that used to anger so many of the guards.
"…Kai?" A voice rang out. But it was not from any of the Blade-Breakers.
"What do you want?" He turned and glared at his flame red team-mate.
"The guys are putting bets on our next friendly match, do you want a stake or not?"
"Who's in it?" Kai showed the first vague bit of interest. Money always took the sting out of that stone prison.
"Myself against that child from the west wing, you know, with the same glint in her eye as you."
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"…Kai!" A hand brought him out of his daydream. It waved itself violently in front of his eyes, and then hit his cheek twice in succession before Kai finally snapped back, hitting back with a light punch.
"I'm going out." And with that, Kai took his leave by the back door and hopped over a few neighbouring fences to get onto the back streets.
"What happened?" Tyson asked, nursing his arm before shrugging it off and scratching the back of his head.
Well? What do you think, any ideas for me? Just review... Please?