Chapter 4

"I Tried To Stay But It Never Got Better"

Dear John Letter- Whitney Houston

"Don't worry Mr. D everything is fine," Tyson said into the phone as he tried to calm down Mr. Dickinson. "I'm sure things between Kai and me will cool down."

"I know Tyson, but are you sure separation is the best answer? The best solution with these kind of problems is to talk things out, and you two can't do that when you're not together."

Tyson huffed and threw himself onto the hotel bed. It was bad enough he was doubting his own plan but now he had Mr. D doing it too. "I know, but I think it would be best if I give Kai and me sometime to sort things out alone. At least I know I need sometime to think."

The bluenette heard Mr. Dickinson sigh in frustration and defeat on the other side of the phone. "I understand Tyson, but please don't stay away too long. Everyone is worried about you. Do you want me to inform your grandfather about what's going on?"

"NO!" Tyson shouted into the phone. "I'm sorry Mr. D but I think in this case it's better if I tell him on my own, but thank you for offering and for paying for my hotel room."

"Your welcome Tyson, and remember what I said." With those last words Mr. Dickinson hung up and a dial tone could be heard coming from the other side of the phone line.

A few minutes passed and Tyson laid there listening to the dial tone. He felt free, but at the same time he felt like a cornered animal that was about to be pounced on. Everything was so surreal. Maybe deep down he never believed Mr. Dickinson would help him.

X.X.X.X.X.X.X.X.

On the other side of town Mr. Dickinson was pacing in his office nervously. He knew Kai and Tyson weren't on the best of terms, but never in his wildest dream did he imagine they would go as far as getting into fistfights with each other. Both had so much respect for the other.

A knock at his door tore Mr. Dickinson out of his deep thoughts. Without thinking about who could be on the other side of the door he called the person in. "Come in."

The door opened, and to Mr. Dickinson's horror, standing on the other side of the door was Kai. The teen's demeanor wasn't friendly, but it wasn't hostile either, and something about that made Mr. Dickinson nervous. "Kai what are you doing here?"

"I wanted to know if any new information had been found on Tyson," Kai answered calmly, but there was an undercurrent in his voice that made it clear he was up to something. "Also your secretary asked me to tell you there's someone waiting for you in the board room. She said the guy needed to talk to you about something important."

Mr. Dickinson could feel the sweat forming on his forehead. Was it just coincidence that Kai was here after his phone call with Tyson? It had to be. It wasn't like Kai knew how to tap into the phone lines. "I'm sorry Kai but there is no new information on Tyson at the moment, but thank you for delivering that message to me."

When Mr. D started to leave his office he noticed Kai wasn't moving. Confused by the boy's actions he did the only thing he could think of. "If you want to you can stay here, and when I get back we can discuss matters involving Tyson."

Kai nodded his head and Mr. Dickinson left the room.

Without a word Kai walked over to Mr. Dickinson's desk and looked over the papers on it. He knew Mr. D was keeping contact with Tyson, so it was only a matter of finding out how they were keeping contact and then use it to his advantage.

A piece of what looked like scratch paper caught Kai's attention. It looked like it had been torn out of a notebook and there was something scribbled on it. Picking up the paper he read it over and smirked. On the top of the paper was the name Takao Kinomiya and below that was an address.

X.X.X.X.X.X.X.X.X.X.X.

Tyson lay moping on the bed. He'd hung up the phone a while ago, but something in him was crying out. He didn't know what was crying out and why, but he could feel an intense longing in him. Was he lonely? The bluenette frowned at the thought. Why should he be lonely? It had been over a week since he ran away and he was used to the solitude that came with it, so what could it be?

Kai.

The bluenette's heart ached at the thought of his team captain. He loved Kai, maybe not as a lover or a boyfriend, but Kai had grown on him and it hurt to think about all the pain they had caused each other. He would have given anything for things to get better instead of having to run away.

He also hated how he had to lie to Max. The blonde was his best friend and he should know the truth but Tyson couldn't bring himself to tell Max what happened when the fistfights weren't enough and Kai and him took it a step higher. If only he could tell Max, but he knew he couldn't.

Then there was his grandpa. His grandpa had taken care of him since he was a kid, and he ran away and stole money without explaining himself to the one person who loved him all those years. He just wished he could take everything back.

"What am I doing?" Tyson's voice came out weak and self-loathing sounding. He was hurting so many people. He would of stayed if he known this was going to happen, but he had been selfish and wanted it all to stop and ran away. Maybe if things had seemed like they were getting better he would have stayed, but he got scared and without thinking he left.

A knock at his door startled Tyson out of his pitiful state. A shiver of fear went up his spine and the feeling of being caught knotted in the bluenette's stomach. Gulping down his terror Tyson pushed himself off the bed and walked over to the door.

Tyson's hand was shaking as he reached for the doorknob. Why was he so scared? The only people who knew the hotel he was staying in was Mr. Dickinson and Max and they wouldn't do anything to him. Taking a deep breath and closing his eyes the holder of Dragoon pulled the door open and braced himself for whatever was behind the door.

"Tyson."

The mentioned bluenette froze in horror. He recognized that voice.