Chapter 3
Christmas came around. Still, Kai had been silent about his feelings. Snow blanketed the town, and Max and Ray were all packed to go see their families overseas for the holidays. Kenny's parents were tagging along with Mr. Dickenson (Grandpa was invited, along with the other parents) to Australia for vacation, leaving Kenny at Tyson's. After much begging, Tyson had finally convinced Hilary to stick around ("Who'll make sure I study?"), as well as Kai ("You trust me and Kenny ALONE with Hilary?").
They arrived with their luggage two days before Christmas Eve, snow cascading all around them as Tyson greeted them at the door. "Kai! Hil! Ken! Come on in!" They stepped into the dojo (No more sword training!) and began to unpack. Being a girl, Hilary got the newly added guest bedroom, and all the guys were going to sleep on the dojo floor. Three sleeping bags (Yeah, Tyson's staying in there, too. Party!) lay scattered around the training hall, a laptop (Dizzi) sitting in the little area around Kenny's.
Tyson rambled on, "Man, are we gonna have some fun! Oh, yeah! We are gonna PARTY!" His head was chock-full of ideas to ward away boredom. The others sighed. This was going to be a long vacation.
-An Hour and a Half Later…-
"Man, am I bored!" Tyson hollered, sprawled out on the dojo floor, comics surrounding him on every side like water around an island. Some even lay, almost falling, on his stomach.
They all sighed again. He had ignored Hilary's hints at studying, not to mention Kai's at training ("It's Christmas!"). Kenny had tried, too, but now, he stayed out of it, typing on his computer. Tyson could be such a pain, sometimes. (Sometimes?!)
"Then it's a good thing we're here!" came a familiar voice from the doorway (Tyson: The Cat in the Hat! J/K) that had an attractive Italian accent that had lured many beautiful women into the owner's arms. Surprised, Kai, Kenny, Hilary, and Tyson whipped their heads to see who had arrived.
The Majestics, Johnny (Sp?), Robert, Oliver, and Enrique (For those who haven't figured it out, he's the one that had broken the "silence".), stood where they looked, Enrique and Robert holding their bags, and Oliver's and Johnny's were on the ground beside them.
"Salut!" Oliver greeted, with a little wave. They walked in, those who hadn't already picking up their stuff and carrying it inside.
"Yeah, the door was unlocked, so we let ourselves in," Johnny explained.
"Told ya we'd stop by for Christmas!" Enrique said, giving a wink to Hilary.
"So…uh…where do we sleep?" Oliver asked, looking around the room at the sleeping bags. (This is all happening so fast for our BladeBreaker-oops, I mean BBA Revolution (whichever; at this pt I've only seen…what? A few epis? Up to the episode after "Fire and Water".) buddies.)
"Must we sleep on the floor?" Robert inquired, distaste in his tone.
"Uh, yeah. Pick a spot," Tyson managed to answer, on his feet by now.
"Cool! It'll be like camping out!" Enrique exclaimed.
"I hope there's room for all of us," Oliver commented under his breath.
"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait," Kenny said, and everyone turned to look at him. "You guys are staying here?!"
"Uh, yeah," Enrique told him, like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"But, but -."
"Problem?"
"No."
"A-ight, then."
Tyson led them on a tour of the house, with the exception of Enrique, who, being lenient about organization, was quickly done. There were only three of them left in the dojo. Kai leaned against the window, looking out at the snow, diagonally across the room from Hilary.
Enrique craftily and charmingly stole his way over to her, wrapping his arms around her waist and trapping her in the corner, a stunned look on her face. Knowing that Kai usually stayed out of such affairs, he began to whisper in her ear, lips centimeters from it. (That's sad. Hitting on her the minute he gets there.)
"Hey. It's just you and me, babe. What'dya say we have some fun?"
Kai watched out of the corner of his eye, resisting the urge to go and punch Enrique's lights out. Judging from the expression Hilary had at the moment, she wasn't really enjoying the attention. But she wasn't his girlfriend, and it wasn't his place to defend her. Maybe if things got too…dirty…he'd jump in and lend a hand, but he stayed out of it. Not being able to protect her was torturing him.
"Uh, no thanks," she responded, trying to give him a sweet smile. Gently she pushed him away. But he was persistent.
"Aw, come on. It's Christmas!"
"No!"
Before he could protest, however…
"You heard her, Enrique. Paws off," came Kai's quiet voice from across the room. He wasn't even looking at them, and hestill held that 'I don't care' attitude.
"Look, pal," Enrique started. He saw her first! Well, made his move first. They were interrupted again by the sound of the others' voices from the hall, returning to the dojo. Quickly, he moved away without another word. The door opened, and the rest stepped inside.
"I hope they didn't do anything…improper to you while we were out," Oliver commented as he came in, talking to Hilary. Was it just her, or did he and the blond Italian love to smile?
"Oh, no, not at all," lied Hilary effectively. "Completely uneventful."
"Good," Robert grunted, unpacking his stuff. "Now if you'll hurry up and stop flirting, Oliver, we can go see what entertainment we can find in this uncouth city." (Japanese audience members raise their pitchforks.)
$$$(Puffy AmiYumi: WHAT???!!!! –ready to whack him with their instruments-) ?Isn't Ami from Tokyo and Yumi from Okanawa or the other way around or something?$$$
"I wasn't flirting, Robert!" objected our emerald-locked Frenchman.
"Whatever. Let's just go," interjected Johnny. "You guys coming, or what?" he asked the BBA Rev and Kai.
Hilary, for some reason, found herself glancing at Kai before answering, "Sure!"
"Hn." That's his way of saying okay.
"Duh!" (Tyson)
"Um…why not?" (Kenny)
The Majestics walked out first, having already had their outside gear on. Hilary, Kai, Kenny, and Tyson slipped on their warm-weather clothes and joined them. Just as Tyson placed his foot on the 'Welcome' mat his face met with the cold wetness of a snowball.
"Good shot, Johnny!" Robert complimented, being the sophisticated (Tyson: How do you pronounce that? –gets hit with another snowball by authoress- Sor-RY!) person he was, emphasized shot. (That's just the way he says that kind of thing. He's a rich dude, what'dya expect?)
"Wasn't it?" the red-head smirked back.
"I'd have to agree," Oliver joined in.
Hilary couldn't help but giggle, and Kai couldn't hold back a tiny smile of his own.
"Shut up!" Tyson shouted. He rolled a snowball to counterattack. "I'll get you back, you rich freak!" He tossed the icy sphere at the target. It hit the tree a foot away from Johnny.
"What was that?!" Enrique taunted, and everyone burst into laughter.
"Shut up!" Tyson repeated.
They got going. On the way (they were walking), Hilary, being behind Tyson, grabbed some snow from the sidewalk that hadn't been stepped on, threw a snowball of her own at the idiot. It hit him square in the back.
"Hey! Who-?!" he turned around and demanded. He had been leading the way, along with Robert and Johnny. Hilary began to whistle innocently. Oliver, Kai, and Enrique slipped past him when he stopped to yell at her. "What's the big ide-!"
He didn't finish his sentence. Another snowball hit him in the back of the head. Tyson whirled around, only to get hit once again by Hilary.
"Hey, no fair!"
The process was repeated, with many counterattacks, turning into a mass snowball fight. By the time they were done, they had ended up in the park and it was dusk. They were out of breath and red in the face with excitement. They headed home.
And that was how they spent their first day…