The Oblivious
Chapter 9: Just Hormones
Disclaimer: 'That 70's Show' and 'Beyblade' are so not mine. I wish they were but...um, nope.
Warning: Language, language and um...shonen-ai I guess.
AN: So, my internet was down again. -_- And since I had nothing much to do (or since I procrastinate on a few things), I decided to type this one out. And the next one too which is something as it's ME and I procrastinate. Um...yeah. Again, thanks to everybody who've reviewed, followed and faved. Thanks a bunch! And I'd like to dedicate this chapter to Amed. Thanks so much for encouraging me and inspiring me to write even crazier things. :D
Also, Naruto Lover, thanks again for taking the time to review. I promise I'll not torture you with cliffies...much. XD
For a moment, Tyson didn't know what went through him. All he knew that his cheek hurt. Hurt, as in sting. As if thousands and thousands of needles pierced his sweet, cute cheek. Okay maybe thousands and thousands of needles was kind of not accurate—or overly stated which was typical Tyson—whichever you wanted to take in (and he was not self obsessed, just so you know) but Tyson knew for a fact that his cheek hurt.
And the silence didn't help the situation.
Nor a raging Hilary who was breathing so hard that she could puff up a flat tyre. (Now there was an idea!)
So when his ears had stopped ringing – they had started ringing as soon as his cheek started to hurt (what was with chicks and cheeks?)...umm, so...when his ears had stopped ringing and when he was NOT feeling like those clichéd types who went 'W-what?' 'B-but how?' (What's with them, anyway? Like, you've been slapped and you come up with a 'W-what'? LAME!), Tyson turned his head slowly towards the raging bull—err, girl and began asking slowly—
"W-what?"
LAME!
Hilary was still puffing up a flat tyre minus well, the flat tyre and Kai was— eghh —Kai...just...was...crossing his arms and...leaning against a tree. Shocked. Hm.
Had anyone wondered why Tyson was left alone to dig himself out of these sticky situations which he had nothing to do with? Had anyone wondered why a tree always appeared when Kai needed to lean against it?
OKAY NO, FOCUS!
You've just been slapped. Man! And what did you do? Wait...did I just referred myself as 'you'?
"Hilary, why did you slap me?" Tyson ventured, mentally cringing and cradling his throbbing cheek. "I don't mind being slapped when I did something but to be slapped on the get go without me having nothing to do with whatever that something may be is just RUTHLESS of you."
"Ruthless?" Hilary echoed after a long while of puffing. She echoed alright but she did it slowly, which was scary when Hilary talked slowly.
Tyson bit back his next words because he wasn't (not) scared and mutely nodded.
Kai 'hn'ed from the background and when Tyson looked at him for support (moral, physical, anything), he turned his face away. LAME!
So Tyson was on his own again.
...Lame.
He fixed his eyes on Hilary who was now glaring at him with a glare which would turn people to ash. She narrowed her eyes dangerously and Tyson had the feeling that he was being turned to ash.
"What, so you think I'm being ruthless? After helping you for God-knows-how-many-days, bringing notes for God-knows-how-many-days-you-skipped-class, explaining them all to a numbskull like you every time you skipped class and had a test nearby, bringing your homework for those many days, DOING them for you for those many days and SUBMITTING them for you for those many days AND making up excuses FOR YOU FOR THOSE MANY DAYS while you skipped away and LIED to your friends and to ME while you bladed with pretty boy over there, YOU STILL CALL ME RUTHLESS?"
As she called someone 'pretty boy', she pointed violently at Kai who was now not leaning against the tree and was glaring dangerously at Hilary who glared dangerously back at Kai- both threatening to turn each other to ash.
But wait a minute, what? Why would she be pissed at him for something like that? He did that all the time! Why would she call Kai a 'pretty boy'? She didn't get to do that! Only Tyson could yell at Kai. Or call him pretty boy...well, not that he thought Kai was pretty or anything. Not that he was ugly or anything also. WHERE DID THAT COME FROM? But what? How dare she barge up and say all those things to him. AND KAI?
"Is there something I'm not getting, Hilary?"
Which was underly stated as Tyson didn't get ANY of it. Yeah, you gonna judge him about bad grammar? Huh, do ya? DON'T! He was pissed. This was a stupid thing to be slapped for!
Hilary rolled her eyes and shook her head, about to turn away when Tyson suddenly caught her wrist and pulled her towards him.
"No, wait! You don't get to do that, HIL!"
The pull was a bit strong for Hilary didn't just stop facing him; she collided against his chest and was...facing him. She was shocked, she maybe didn't see that coming but Tyson was not really in a mood to be all shocked and fluttery and embarrassed. He was accused of something, slapped for that something and Kai had to be called something for something Tyson apparently did. Because to Hilary, he always apparently did something wrong. That was just frustrating!
He could see, Kai now approaching towards them but stopped at a reasonable distance. He was sure thinking along the lines of 'retard' or something but Tyson could care less about Kai now.
DUDE, HIS CHEEK HURT!
"YOU DON'T GET TO DO THAT! Do you MIND telling me what it was which I did WRONG for you to slap ME? I didn't ask you to help me out in the beginning. I didn't ask you to do all those things for me! You kinda did them on your own. Like friends should. And what I do is totally my business! I can skip class, I can bunk class, I can cut class, I can do detention, I can get thrown out, and I can blade with ANYBODY I WANT! IT'S TOTALLY MY BUSINESS! You can't boss me around like that. Unless it's your business too, which in this case, ISN'T! SO WHICH PART OF 'MY BUSINESS' DON'T YOU GET?"
He was so heaving with anger. That yelling-the-last-part thing was intimidating but it sure made his throat itch and he was heaving. So. Bad.
However, itchy throat resulted in Hilary not having any comeback. She just stood still looking very shocked. She didn't expect a bulldozer to be pancacking her, now did she?
HA SCORE!
"You don't get to be in on every single thing. Ninety nine percent of things I share with you but I don't need you in on the rest one percent. This is one of those 'rest one percents'. And for that, you won't slap me."
With that, he released Hilary's wrist and stepped away from her. He turned towards Kai who was looking like he could use some water or something. Not so much with expressions but his eyes were definitely wide. It's really really little but still wide.
HA!
"Tyson...you jerk." He head Hilary sniff and then running away from them but he just felt so awesome at that moment, he didn't really want to feel upset or guilty.
What? He was human!
"What?" He asked when Kai kept looking at him funny. Or as much 'funny' as Kai could be.
"WHAT?"
"That's not you." Kai replied like the party pooper he was. Party as he finally shut. Hilary. Up. So, PARTY!
"Yeah, so? Do you have a problem? Because I don't." Wow, in this angry state, he could even shut Kai up!
"It's cool, Granger."
Or not. Then again, who could shut the ice wall up anyway? It always stayed shut up. So if Tyson made him to speak up, now that would be something.
Well, Tyson made him speak up.
That was something.
Whoa!
Wait what? Did he say Tyson was cool?
"Did you call me 'cool' just now?"
Because if he did, then the ice wall was cracking. Because of Tyson's awesomeness and COOLNESS. HA! And just like that, Tyson's temper whooshed away. Sure it wasn't just his adrenaline which was on a high level that day?
Kai being Kai, he showered Tyson with praises. That is, if you call a quirking of brow, a tilting of head, a little shrug and a rolling of eyes as a praise. And since it was Kai, all of those meant that he showered Tyson with praises. Tyson could interpret all of those because he knew how to read people. Plus, it was Kai.
HA! NOT LAME!
It was COOL.
COOOO-
Footsteps? Was anyone leaving? Was Kai around the— awww man, why did he always have to do that?
"Hey Kai, wait up! Kaiiiiii!"
TRALALA LA LA!
Tyson yelled at Hilary.
TRALALA LA LA!
Tyson TOLD her he could always blade with HIM.
TRALALA LA LA!
Tyson TOLD her that his life was none of her business!
TRALALA LA LA!
Damn right she didn't! Tyson was Kai's business. Kai's and Kai's alone! Oh man, how he wanted to tell her 'BURN' from that awful TV show Max watched! Not that Kai would ever actually do that. He wasn't used to being so...expressive. So a smirk would do, he guessed.
Anyway, this was a new feeling. Kai was...just...SO HAPPY!
He wanted to...skip. He wanted to jump! He wanted to run down the road and sing. EXCEPT, he didn't sing, he didn't skip and he sooo did NOT run down the road. Especially when the bluenette was following him and (Eeeeee) wanted his attention!
And he needed to stop singing 'TRALALA LA LA' in his head. And he so did not mentally shriek 'Eeeee'! Agh, he soooo did not just do that. This was just his hormones. That had to be it.
"Kaiiiii!"
The older teen smirked and walked ahead as if he was too cool to look back. He was too cool to look back but he wanted to look back and give Tyson a little kiss on his boo boo.
HE DID NOT JUST THINK 'BOO BOO'! Just hormones, right?
"Kai, hey Kai! Slow down!"
But he wanted to kiss Tyson. Or smooch him, YEAH BABY!
"Kaaaiiii-ohhh-ohh-whoops!"
"Huh? Whoaf!"
Go figure the clumsy bluenette tripped on something (on a flat road?) and he wobbled and scrambled over to Kai and before he could do anything about it like getting out of the way, he found himself hitting the ground with a huge lump over him.
The lump moaned and kinda sprawled all over Kai. Now normally, Kai would find it hot and just really plant a kiss on whatever part of Tyson was near his mouth. Notice the word 'whatever'.
However Tyson was heavy and he was kinda laying like a huge sack...whose...mouth was just so close... to Kai's own.
The older teen looked away, a hot flush spilling all over his face and neck. This was unconventional...but he wanted it to be like this for so long! So many nights of (wet) dreams and so many mornings of snogging his pillow! And now that he had a chance...
Grey eyes shifted over to dazed blue ones, the owner still pretty much out of it from the fall. His lips very close to his own. Now, Kai wasn't an initiator but since Tyson was not quite in his senses...
Kai gulped and closed his eyes. Tyson smelt musky. Deodorant and sweat mingling into a concoction of pure manliness and Kai could not resist from wriggling slightly under him.
Now that he had a chance...
He sighed out and raising his head a little pressed his cool lips over Tyson's warm ones. Tyson stayed like a clam. But hey! Maybe this was just a little sneak peak. Maybe if Tyson wasn't so out of it...HEY! Kai was just trying to sit up if Tyson wanted to punch him.
When the bluenette started to realise what was happening, Kai quickly drew away, his heart suddenly hammering really really fast and panic starting to build within him.
What the hell am I doing?
Maybe this wasn't such a good idea! Was he that obvious? Should he just explain or...should he punch Tyson so that he didn't suspect Kai for something deliberate? WAS HE EVEN INTO MEN? More specifically, HIM?
"I— Tyson, you get—"
Before Kai could start 'protesting', he found his lips being captured by said lump who was not so much as a clam as he had been before. No, he was demanding. Very much in control.
Kai tilted his head and opened his mouth, allowing Tyson to gain access to the luxury land which was—dare he say—his mouth. His eyes fluttered shut as Tyson's lips did their magic and when Kai felt the beginning of a tongue (Yeeeesss), he started to get more comfortable when—
Huh?
When Tyson pulled away. Kai blinked in confusion. They were done? Um, was that it?
He saw Tyson starting to get up from him and extending a hand for Kai to get up from the ground. Kai took the hand without saying anything. He darted a look at Tyson who was clearly trying to figure out what had happened just then.
"What was that?"
He heard the bluenette say when in reality, Kai should be the one saying that.
"Um..."
"You kissed me." Kai provided with as much as an androgynous voice he could muster right then. Dude, he had been kissed back by his crush! It's even a wonder he could still be himself—all cool and sarcastic and too-cool-to-handle.
But Tyson was more animated and at the dual haired teen's reply, he spluttered and blushed a little. "Ah-ah but YOU kissed me first. You started it."
He guessed he did! Hehehe. (Hehehe? Urgh hormones!)
But they were done? THAT was it? He liked the feeling. He loved the feeling. Tyson tasted good. Tyson smelt good. Tyson was manly. So what if Kai wanted a little bit more of it? Heh, he sure was ready to—
Oh. Ohhhhhhh no.
Did he come off as a sex-crazed teen? Was he really so obvious?
"Hn."
AAARGHH HORMONES!
"Hn? That's all you have? Hn?"
Tyson had a weird expression on his face. He was blushing a bit, he looked flustered and damn confused. Had it been any other situation, Kai would sure find it amusing. (Had it been Hilary, Kai would rip her head off her throat and then find Tyson's reaction amusing.) Since it was himself, he just had to wonder...
Did he hate it?
Self esteem, much?
"KAI! WE KISSED! Where did that come from? I mean, in case you haven't noticed, WE KISSED! AND I WASN'T EVEN PLANNING ON DOING IT!"
Well he did! KAI DID! So what? He liked it. Tyson was a good kisser even though it was a really short kiss and he should be proud of himself! But here he was blaming him?
"Hey! It's your hormones! How the hell should I know why you did what you did?"
Huh, back at him!
"Hey Mr Smartass, why you did what you did, huh? Explain to me THAT!"
"Nice grammar."
"Thank you."
"It was not a compliment."
"WHATEVER. So why did you do it?"
"Did you hate it?"
SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT! THAT was not what he was supposed to have said! Oh NO! Tyson was looking at him funny. DAMN YOU, TONGUE!
Tyson was taken by surprise. Kai knew as a surprised person only gasped and stared back with a huge 'O' forming with his mouth. Any bigger size and his jaw would reach the core of the earth! So it was a huge gape and well, um, did he say that his cheeks were burning? They were BOILING! This was soooo embarrassing!
"Um- what? Did I hate it?"
No, scatch that, THIS was embarrassing. Kai wished it was he who should've reached the core of the earth! Maybe if Tyson avoided the topic.
"Umm- no, I guess." Was Luck really not on his side at that moment? C'mon! " I- I well...I...I didn't see it coming and I guess, I didn't regret it."
Urghhh! Earth. Core. Now!
"So why did you do it?" Tyson was sceptical. Should Kai just point at a random animal and would Tyson run off yelling 'SQUIRREL'?
"Well?"
Arrgh! Earth. Core. And beyond.
"Well what?"
"Did you like it?"
HELL YEAH! However, he supposed he could just tell a tiny bit of the truth.
"It was okay."
AND FUCKING AWESOME!
"Hehe, really?"
Huh, scumbag! Kai would punch him right in the kisser because of that smug look he was giving Kai! So what he was the aggressive type? So what he was a good kisser? He was ANNOYING! And the kiss was way too short.
"Yep."
"Is that why you let me take control?"
Kai's eyes shot open at that. THAT BRAT! He noticed? How could he notice who was in charge when he was out of his mind? This was Tyson! He never noticed many things! That was why he was TYSON!
Well...maybe he did notice a few things. For him to be the class hooligan. And clown. And world champ.
He grew redder and redder by the second and Tyson being so close to him and his smug know-it-all comments did not help the situation!
"I take good control, don't I Kai? Hehe- OUUUUCH!"
Tyson wheezed as a grumpy Kai tried his best not to do any more damage to him than a stomped-on foot. He had it coming! HUH! JERK!
"I'm sorry!" Said jerk wheezed out painfully. "I think I need a cold shower today! Hehe."
Tch! Horny asshole!
That's why kids, you should never watch too much porn. It does things to your brain. And hormones. And MAN, wouldn't Kai just wanna do it again! Crush makes you do things as well. Hm...so crush equals porn?
GAH NO! What is WRONG with him today? Oh. Ohhh. Hm. Well, there was a possibility...
He closed his eyes and tried to...analyze his anatomy.
Aha! So that's what was wrong with him.
"I'm going home." Kai said trying not to blush more than he already was. He had some...ahem...agenda to take care of himself too. In the shower.
What? He was a hormonal teen as well. DON'T JUDGE HIM!
So he left that spot with Tyson following (limping) a few feet behind him and the somehow catching up to him (after letting the whole world know that Kai needed to slow down).
They were walking silently for some time, Kai enjoying the new feeling bubbling inside of him and Tyson...just limping.
"Hey, Kai?"
Kai concealed a school-girl-crush-smile and turned towards the other.
"I think I was too hard on Hilary."
"..."
He turned away when the whole neighbourhood was disturbed by a large howl whose owner clutched that same once-again-stomped-on-foot in agony.
Huh, jerk!
"Ouuuuuuuuuu I can't walk."
Hmph! Walking away, idiot!
"Ouuuuuu."
AN: What'chu think? I am a serious sadist. What's with me and Tyson getting slapped? O.o But anyway, I was kinda wondering if you could give me suggestions. I have dragged this way too long now. So should I speed things up a little with Kai and Tyson and Hilary? Or would that be just not in pace? Please review. :D
