Memories resurfaced Chapter1: Nightmares
Monday Morning: Kinomiya Residence
"Tyson! It's time to wake up for school!" yelled Grandpa Kinomiya. He sighed when a snore was his reply from a closed wood door. (aka: Ty's room.) Opening the door slowly as to not startle anyTHING that might jump out at him, he walks to Tyson's sleeping form on the floor.
Tyson's feet are tangled up in his sheets, which are on top of his pillow. His right arm is behind his head and the other is slung across his upper torso. His snoring is so loud the bed frame shakes with the sheer intensity of inhaled air. Grandpa simply shakes his head and walks downstairs. "Well," he says, "The smell of breakfast'll wake him up."
And did it ever! Breakfast wasn't on the table more than two minutes before it was gobbled up by a freshly showered and dressed blue-haired teen. "Hey, Grandpa, Where'd Kai go?" " He said he wanted to get to school early, for a project or somethin'" he replied in an offhanded voice. Last night he had heard a scream coming from Kai's bedroom.
*Flashback*
A bright flash of lightning illuminated the dark starless sky. Seconds later loud claps of thunder followed. Everyone, except those who fear the beauteous melody of clouds ramming head on, each trying to show which one is the strongest, are asleep at the early hour of 1:22 am. Another show of lights, but this time a scream joins the thunder, that soon follows. A cry of fear, sadness, and of.Helplessness.
A boy of 14 with slate colored hair is tossing and turning. Caught in the clutches of a horrendous nightmare, of the past. Sweat trickled down his brow. Water dripped from behind closed mahogany eyes. Tears.Long, dark lashes stood out against pale skin. The pale blue bed sheets were clutched tightly in his white-knuckled grip. He let out a small whimper, "Help me..please.."
Rain poured from out side his window. A clap of thunder followed after a bright flash of light. When it lit the room we realize the occupant is still partially awake, looking out into the storm of the night. This middle aged navy-haired man loved storms. They always reminded him of his son. 'Tyson was born on a stormy night just like this.' Suddenly a short cry of desperation and pain was heard from down the hall. "Kai?!" getting up from his place by the window, Ben (ok, so I don't know his 1rst name tell if ya' know) raced to the closed door of Kai's room. Upon entering the neatly kept room, he saw a sight that broke his heart.
Curled up into a tight shivering ball was a young teenage boy. Ben walked quickly over to the bedside and tried to shake awake the crying teen. "Ahhhh!" he screamed, bolting upright with wide and unfocused mahogany eyes, he looked around, frightened, like a caged animal. Then he noticed a hand on his shoulder. He flinched away and tried to seemingly disappear into his pillow. ".'un.hurt me.'m sorry.I'll do it right the next time!" with each word the volume and tone got louder and more frightened. "Shhh, Kai, it's okay.we're here." He said once the teen put his face in his hands and began to shake uncontrollably. He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled the shaking teen into a warm embrace. The teen struggled but finally succumbed to the firm but gentle embrace and began to cry. Not loud and bawling, just silent strong tears, with an occasional shudder of in taken air. "Shh, Kai.you're safe now..you'll never have to go through that again.I promise.You can stay here forever, with Tyson me and Grandpa. you'll be ok, shhh." He said while rubbing his back in small circular motions. Vaguely he saw his father in the doorway looking on sympathetically. But all his attention was focused on the now sleeping teen in his arms. He had cried himself to sleep. Tucking him gently back in he gave the boy a kiss goodnight on his forehead and quietly left the room.
*End of very long flashback*
Grandpa sighed, 'Poor Kai, will his past ever cease it's haunting?' And with that he returned to drinking his coffee and seeing Tyson off to school. * * *Author's Notes Now of course Gramps only saw a little bit of this chapter but I thought the rest of you people would want to know what happened. The characters may be a little oc here but trust me he won't usually be like this. By the way sorry I took so long with updating. I wrote it on paper first it just took awhile to get it all typed out. Plus the first week of school and all that. But hey the chapter is pretty long, I think anyway. Thanks to all those wonderful people who reviewed. Constructive criticizem is always welcome. And nice encouragement is ALWAYS appreciated. So that's all.
Sayonara, Hagen
Monday Morning: Kinomiya Residence
"Tyson! It's time to wake up for school!" yelled Grandpa Kinomiya. He sighed when a snore was his reply from a closed wood door. (aka: Ty's room.) Opening the door slowly as to not startle anyTHING that might jump out at him, he walks to Tyson's sleeping form on the floor.
Tyson's feet are tangled up in his sheets, which are on top of his pillow. His right arm is behind his head and the other is slung across his upper torso. His snoring is so loud the bed frame shakes with the sheer intensity of inhaled air. Grandpa simply shakes his head and walks downstairs. "Well," he says, "The smell of breakfast'll wake him up."
And did it ever! Breakfast wasn't on the table more than two minutes before it was gobbled up by a freshly showered and dressed blue-haired teen. "Hey, Grandpa, Where'd Kai go?" " He said he wanted to get to school early, for a project or somethin'" he replied in an offhanded voice. Last night he had heard a scream coming from Kai's bedroom.
*Flashback*
A bright flash of lightning illuminated the dark starless sky. Seconds later loud claps of thunder followed. Everyone, except those who fear the beauteous melody of clouds ramming head on, each trying to show which one is the strongest, are asleep at the early hour of 1:22 am. Another show of lights, but this time a scream joins the thunder, that soon follows. A cry of fear, sadness, and of.Helplessness.
A boy of 14 with slate colored hair is tossing and turning. Caught in the clutches of a horrendous nightmare, of the past. Sweat trickled down his brow. Water dripped from behind closed mahogany eyes. Tears.Long, dark lashes stood out against pale skin. The pale blue bed sheets were clutched tightly in his white-knuckled grip. He let out a small whimper, "Help me..please.."
Rain poured from out side his window. A clap of thunder followed after a bright flash of light. When it lit the room we realize the occupant is still partially awake, looking out into the storm of the night. This middle aged navy-haired man loved storms. They always reminded him of his son. 'Tyson was born on a stormy night just like this.' Suddenly a short cry of desperation and pain was heard from down the hall. "Kai?!" getting up from his place by the window, Ben (ok, so I don't know his 1rst name tell if ya' know) raced to the closed door of Kai's room. Upon entering the neatly kept room, he saw a sight that broke his heart.
Curled up into a tight shivering ball was a young teenage boy. Ben walked quickly over to the bedside and tried to shake awake the crying teen. "Ahhhh!" he screamed, bolting upright with wide and unfocused mahogany eyes, he looked around, frightened, like a caged animal. Then he noticed a hand on his shoulder. He flinched away and tried to seemingly disappear into his pillow. ".'un.hurt me.'m sorry.I'll do it right the next time!" with each word the volume and tone got louder and more frightened. "Shhh, Kai, it's okay.we're here." He said once the teen put his face in his hands and began to shake uncontrollably. He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled the shaking teen into a warm embrace. The teen struggled but finally succumbed to the firm but gentle embrace and began to cry. Not loud and bawling, just silent strong tears, with an occasional shudder of in taken air. "Shh, Kai.you're safe now..you'll never have to go through that again.I promise.You can stay here forever, with Tyson me and Grandpa. you'll be ok, shhh." He said while rubbing his back in small circular motions. Vaguely he saw his father in the doorway looking on sympathetically. But all his attention was focused on the now sleeping teen in his arms. He had cried himself to sleep. Tucking him gently back in he gave the boy a kiss goodnight on his forehead and quietly left the room.
*End of very long flashback*
Grandpa sighed, 'Poor Kai, will his past ever cease it's haunting?' And with that he returned to drinking his coffee and seeing Tyson off to school. * * *Author's Notes Now of course Gramps only saw a little bit of this chapter but I thought the rest of you people would want to know what happened. The characters may be a little oc here but trust me he won't usually be like this. By the way sorry I took so long with updating. I wrote it on paper first it just took awhile to get it all typed out. Plus the first week of school and all that. But hey the chapter is pretty long, I think anyway. Thanks to all those wonderful people who reviewed. Constructive criticizem is always welcome. And nice encouragement is ALWAYS appreciated. So that's all.
Sayonara, Hagen