Ok, here we go again. I got kinda stuck because of some uni-stuff and work-related issues, so the upload took a little time. Sorry for that!

Then thanks a lot to rawrrxixeatxyou, GabZ, PancaekPirate and Pixxy_Dust for your reviews. I appreciate your input a lot. Thank you!

PancaekPirate and : Thanks for the advice about the switching POVs. I'll try to avoid too many changes from now on, to improve the comprehension of the text and make it easier to follow.

About this chapter: Sorry for the stupid title…and the weird content. It somewhat feels and reads like I, too, wrote this after a night long of partying. (°-°) Well, judge for yourself. Hope you'll still find it ok.


After Eight (a.m.)

The ringing of the doorbell snapped my out of my thoughts – the shrill sound made my head feel like it was in place of the metal body being hit by the clapper.

"Uhhh."

[Who the hell was disturbing me this early in the morning?]

A look at my alarm clock confirmed that it was barely 8 o'clock.

Ignoring the nasty noise and refocusing on my torn apart bedroom, I fell back onto the mattress and tried to put my thoughts back in line. Unfortunately, the intruder did not give up yet and switched from pressing the bell push to pounding on the wooden door. Seriously getting annoyed I screamed "Shut the fuck up!"

The pounding stopped and I was about to let me fall back into the sheets, when I heard someone scream my name.

"Kai! Kai! The hell… open up. Hey, bakajarou(1)! Open up! I've taken the long way to visit you and you ignore me. Asshole. Same bastard as usual. Open up!"

Oh, damn it. I knew only one person who would behave this impossibly inconsiderate in public. Seeing that I had no other chance left, I got up, put on some boxers, and made my way to the door. Meanwhile, the swearing continued. Royally pissed, I opened the door. The swearing stopped. Standing right in front of me was a certain idiot with blue-haired ponytail, moon-like face and baseball cap. He was positioned about a meter away from the door, which made me guess that he had been wandering in circles just a second ago. His angry impression immediately switched into a wide grin when he saw me.

"Kai. Finally! For a moment I thought I got the wrong door…"

He smiled apologetically. I was still standing on the spot, not moving.

"Hey, uhm, don't you wanna let your guest in?" He asked.

I just send a cold glare and didn't move an inch. It took him a second to realize that I was absolutely in no mood to let him in… So he started to burst out in his theatrical tirade again:

"Teme(2)! I told you ages ago that I would come visit you this semester holidays. How can you forget your good old friend? Baka, Baka, Bakajarou. Oh come on Kai, LET ME IN… pleaaaaase? - TEME!"

I was about to close the door when some of my neighbors started to peek out, not really pleased by the noise in the morning. Understanding their pain and knowing that, if I left him standing outside, the swearing and screaming could easily reach the decibel number of a starting jumbo jet, I stepped out of the half opened door, grabbed him at the neck of his sweater and pulled him into my flat, throwing the door shut behind us. He instantly stopped screaming and put on his victorious goofy smile, whereas I had to restrain myself from strangling him and restricted myself to forcefully pushing him onto the sofa.

Somewhat defeated, I focused his vivid brown eyes and sourly said "Tyson!"


It's been only a little while since a have climbed into my bed; totally exhausted and still feeling like shit. Besides the goddamn headache, my body probably wouldn't let me forget this incident anytime soon – in more than one way. For now I was only glad to be back in my room. My thoughts were still running a mental marathon and it took ages to calm down. When I finally relaxed, I drifted into a restless, dream-filled sleep.

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The next morning, I was woken up by an enthusiastic Tala, who was in an almost disgustingly good mood and smiled from one ear to the other. After only one or two hours of sleep I still wasn't really fit, but at least I had gotten over yesterday's teary mood. And fortunately I was also too tired to think too much about certain… things. The redhead and his boyfriend were bussing around like honey bees, treating me with some breakfast (which I barely touched) and synchronically talking to me about who knows what. Somewhere in between my slump I snatched up some words that like packing, party, holidays… Though they didn't seem to make much sense…

"..ei"

"..Ei"

"Rei!"

I shrieked up. Looking - extremely puzzled - into a pair of ice-blue orbs. Tala sighed.

"Geez. What's up with you? I've asked if you are already done packing."

Now I must have looked even dumber, since Tala just shook his head in non-believe.

"…the hell," he mumbled. "What did you do last night?"

For a second I went stiff, earning me curious looks from the two Russians, but I immediately caught myself. They absolutely mustn't know about Kai. So I forced out a faint smile and mumbled "Nothin'. Just tired."

Bryan and Tala exchanged a look and apparently decided in silent unison not to pressure the issue. Instead, Tala repeated his question for the third time.

"Are you done packing?"

It took me a second, but then I finally remembered. Right, we wanted to go on holidays in the mountains. An excusing smile sneaked into my face.

"Oh, alright. I get it." Tala said, smiling again. "In that case I'll help you."

And before I could stop him, he had already vanished in my room, where I heard him opening my closet doors and, after a while, the wild rustling of clothes. Too tired to protest I only sat there in silence, sipping the coffee Bryan had prepared to wake me up and sharing some meaningful looks with the lavender haired man.

After about fifteen minutes Tala entered the living room again, carrying my now strained backpack and a victorious grin on his lips.

"All done." He stated satisfied. "Now we only need to get you 'packed'. We have to be at the airport in about an hour."

After taking up the fight to bring myself into a relatively presentable mood, shape and clothing, which partly succeeded after two pots of dark coffee and fifteen minutes in the bathroom, we were on our way to get the plain. I was still feeling like in a daze, but at the same time some excitement snug up in me. I was going on holidays after all; and getting away from the person I wouldn't want to face for nothing in the world for some time. At some point I still hoped that everything was just a bad dream, but… A sigh slipped out of my mouth. Tala was so thrilled and hyper that he didn't realize at all. But out of the corner of my eye, I saw Bryan looking at me with a worried expression. I mimed to not notice and just waited for the taxi ride to be over. At the airport we could pretty quickly get through the controls and got on the plain, which was scheduled to leave at 9 a.m. to our destination Prague. When we departed Tala was bouncing up and down in front of the window in excitement, Bryan calmly tried to get him to sit silently as not to disturb the other passengers, and I was almost back to my nervous sleep.


[These holidays are definitely going to be different than any others before.]


(1) Japanese: Basically means "Idiot, Jerk"

(2) Japanese: very rude and impolite form of addressing somebody, like angry "YOU!"


So, how did you like it? Not one of my bests, at least in my opinion… ^^" The next chapters are almost done, so hopefully I'll be able to upload more regularly in the next weeks. I want to be done with Student Life at latest by Christmas. (Let's see if this works out.^^) On the whole, there will be around 4 more chapters.

Thanks for your patience, Moony