Chapter 7
If You Only Knew
"Don't tell me you're jealous," Rei teased Kai. He had caught the dual haired vampire hiding behind a tree watching Tyson practice sword play with Daichi. Words were being exchanged in the distance, but the sounds of their swords clashing muffled what Daichi and Tyson were saying.
Kai turned a cold look on Rei, but remained silent. He would not answer Rei's question, because he didn't know the answer. He knew Daichi and Tyson were sparring, and nothing more, but his instincts were compelling him to step in there and interfere.
"Don't be that way, Kai," Rei whined, standing next to his friend. "I think it's nice that Daichi and Tyson are getting along, and if it makes you feel any better they aren't exactly being friendly with each other. Just the other day I caught them fighting over the rules to some silly card game, and later they were accusing each other of cheating at the game."
"They've been training together this entire week," Kai said. It was more of a spoken thought than a sentence. "Everyday they talk about something. I wonder what it is they're talking about."
"Wel,l you're never going to know if you don't ask." Rei sighed and looked helplessly up at the sky. "You're not the only one who wants answers Kai. Max is hiding something too. Just be thankful that Tyson has someone to vent to, even if you do dislike them."
"I take that to mean Max is keeping quite." It wasn't a question, it was a fact, but Rei answered it nonetheless.
"Yes," His eyes darkened with sadness as he let them drop from gazing at the sky to the ground. "At this point I'd be happy for him to talk to Tyson or Daichi. Either would be better then having him keep everything locked inside, but because they are so busy talking to each other, he avoids them."
No words were spoken between the vampires after that. They both knew what was going on in the other's mind, and both knowing what they would have to do to get their answers, but not wanting to do such a thing.
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Max knew he couldn't out run a vampire, but he had to try. Pushing himself to the limit he ran, jumping over furniture, and tossing items to the ground, anything to stall. He might have made it too if halfway up the stairs the vampire hadn't grabbed his ankle and pulled him down.
Panic spread through Max. He could hear the blood pounding in his ears. His blood raced through his veins painfully fast, and the only thoughts he could form were screams of mercy and begging to not die. Was this how it felt for all of Rei's victims. What a cruel fate. The feeling of being prey was the worst feeling in the world.
Opening his mouth Max tried to scream for help but no sound came out. Instead his lungs burned from the sudden loss of air, and he became deafer to the world around him.
Max shook his head.
Again. He had another vision of that night again, but this time he hadn't fallen asleep to see it. He had been walking down the stairs when the image flashed through his mind. Did that mean the memories were getting stronger? Were they really memories?
Why am I trying to hide this from Rei again? The Blonde thought to himself. Why am I silencing myself? Would it really be so bad to let Rei know what is going on with me? Once again Max shook his head to clear his thoughts. He had to do something. If he didn't he didn't know what he would do.
"This is so complicated," Max said to himself while continuing his descent down the stairs. Each step took an extra effort after that horrible vision. He may never be able to look at stairs the same way again.
Maybe some fresh air…Max's thought trailed off. His shoulders slumped, and he let out a breath filled with despair. As if fresh air would help his problem. Maybe if what was bothering him were something such as, not understanding a math problem, or not being able to visit a friend when he really wanted to, but this was bigger. However, Max didn't know what else to do, and so he walked over to the mansions entrance and went outside.
As Max had predicted the fresh air that engulfed his senses didn't help. Not even the beautiful green grass that seemed extra lush that day could calm him.
"Maybe I should walk around," he supplied, not noticing he had said his sentence out loud, but luckily his friends were on the other side of the mansion, so they couldn't overhear.
He walked and let his mind wander. It always wandered back to the same subject though: his dreams. It angered him to no end. One day he had been living a perfectly fine life, and the next he was kidnapped by a vampire, and just when everything seemed to be going well, he started to relive moments from his past that his mind had blocked out for one reason or another. It was beyond frustrating! Why couldn't he be like other teenagers, and have to only worry about turning in his homework on time, and if he was making a fool of himself!
"I wasn't expecting to find you here."
Max stopped in mid-step. He knew that voice, and the owner of that voice should be nowhere near here. "Brooklyn!" Max shouted in shock, staring wide eyed at the boy he and Tyson had meet about a week ago. "What are you doing here?"
Brooklyn gave the blonde a charming smile, but did not answer right away. Instead he let his eyes look the mansion over, and looking at the bars that fenced him out. "So you live here? Would you're friend happen to live here too?"
Max took a step back. He didn't like this guy. Something about Brooklyn was off, and it wasn't the fact that he was a werewolf either. "So what if he does?" he asked heatedly.
"I see," was Brooklyn's response, and if anything his smile seemed to grow. "It seems like a nice place to live. That is if it weren't inhabited by such beasts as the other two creatures living in here."
"Don't you dare insult Rei or Kai!"
"Is that their names?" Brooklyn asked, a glimmer in his eye.
Max bit back his next comment. He was starting to wish he had kept silent.
"Thank you… Now, tell me, what is your name?"
Max spat at Brooklyn's feet, but the boy continued to smile at the blonde as if he didn't notice.
"It seems I have over stayed my welcome," Brooklyn said whimsically and turned his back to leave, but before doing so left Max with a few choice words. "Your scent reeks of worry and indecision. If you have any questions just enter the middle of the forest and call my name. I'll be glad to answer them for you." And with that Brooklyn was gone, as if he had never been there.
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"I can't believe I lost to a human!" Daichi screeched, making Tyson laugh.
Pointing his sword down at Daichi, who laid sprawled on the ground, Tyson cheerful mocked the little vampire. "That's what you get for challenging that great Tyson Kinomiya at sword fighting!"
"Oh yeah!" Daichi all but growled, standing up with a determined look on his face. "I was just going easy on you because you're human and I'm a vampire, but if you're going to be like that then I'll whoop you're ass!"
"I'd like to see you try," Tyson answered back cockily and stuck out his tongue.
"Oh you'll see!" And with that Daichi lunged at the bluenette with his blade.
Taking the two competitors by surprise, Kai slid in between them, holding the sword that Tyson had just been using moments before, and whacking the redhead's blade away and then pointing it dangerously close to Daichi's heart.
Tyson stared at his now empty hand. He hadn't even felt Kai take the weapon from him, let alone see the vampire do it. What else was Kai doing when he used his vampire speed? At speeds that fast the vampire could have kissed him, and Tyson wouldn't have known any better.
Blushing at the thought, Tyson covered his mouth with his hand. That would be really embarrassing, since Daichi probably saw it even if he didn't.
"The next time you want to fight Tyson, you'll have to go through me first," Kai spoke coldly, pressing the tip of the sword closer to Daichi's chest, forcing the redhead to take a step back.
Holding up his hands in a surrendering position, Daichi shook his head. "We were just sparing. I didn't mean anything by it, and where do you get off telling me what to do. I'm a guest! Not a servant!"
"If you don't want this sword in your chest I suggest you shut up and leave," threatened Kai, taking a step closer to Daichi.
Taking the hint, Daichi was out of there faster than a vampire bunny on crack.
"You didn't have to do that." Tyson said, trying to fight the pout that wanted to be seen.
"Hn."
Tyson had to control the urge to smack Kai. Why did his lover always have to be so difficult? "You know this is why I have a hard time talking to you about personal issues. I'm always afraid how you'll react."
Kai stiffened and looked at Tyson in wonderment. Did he just hear correctly? Tyson was afraid how he would react? "Why?"
"Huh?"
"Why would you be afraid of how I would react?"
Sadness filled Tyson's eyes as he looked longingly at Kai. "Because I know you'll either overreact or give me the cold shoulder." If it weren't for those things, Tyson would tell Kai everything.
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"If only you knew how much I want to run to you"Whitney Houston
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Akira: (eye twitch) That ending was a little corny, but my mind would not supply me with anything else. Please except its cheesiness, and forgive me. (bows to readers)
Also, on another note, I had been planning on updating this fanfic yesterday, but my mother surprised me with a Christmas play. It was good, but you have to be able to pick up on what is going on really fast or the play makes no sense.
In other news, it's time for a shameless plug! I have December fanfic coming out (party streamers and balloons randomly burst out)! Yes, my first holiday fanfic. It is a called "A December Dream" and it makes fun of the classic story "A Christmas Carol". In the story Kai is an apathetic teen, who just wants to piss off everyone. Sadly, he's got Max, who he thinks is part of a cult, bugging him, and Rei is putting stuff in everyone's food, while Death won't stop pointing at him.
A December Dream will be posted soon.