A/N: Oh yes, I'm back again – be it a good or a bad thing.
As always, I'll start out with a bit of babbling…
Yet again, thank you SO MUCH for those reviews you guys have actually bothered to send! (huuuugs) You have no idea of their value!
Which reminds me… I've been a bad, bad author. You've spent your time writing me those amazing reviews, and what do I do? I don't even bother commenting! So… Here's some comments to the past reviews… (If you can't find anything for yours, please, don't feel offended! I've just got the worst memory on the face of our dear planet, plus I'm a bit tired after writing a new chapter, so...) I promise you, I'll try and straighten my ways from now on!
Oh yes, this will DEFINITELY be a TyKa fic, no worries there! This just… eh… has a bit of a slow start-up (due to the plot). Buuuuuut, I'll see what'll happen to it from now on… (grins)
Oh, if they'll end up happy? I'm so sorry, but I afraid I can't give that out just yet! There's only one way to find out… (wink, wink)
And in case you're worrying, that baby of Tyson's truly is Kai's. (Awww, he's gonna be a daddy!) (squeal)
And you know what? I hate Seiji, too. Too bad I can't do anything to him at the moment… (left eye twitches)
Alright, alright, it's finally time to move on! 'Hope this chapter isn't a complete waste of your time… Enjoy?
(Oh, btw... The bits of lyrics in here are from "New light of tomorrow" by Husky rescue. Sadly, I don't own a word of it.) (sniff)
Chapter eleven: Tides shifting
Wind caressed two teens' face as they laid on spotlessly green, young grass, eyes fixed to the clouds that lazily drifted across the sky, at times revealing glimpses of sky that was as blue as a dream.
Kai shivered just a bit with surprise when suddenly sensing movement beside him. His face, however, melted into something close to a smile when the other snuggled closer, wrapping an arm around him. " It's so peaceful and quiet here…", the other male murmured.
He gave a small grin. " Not when you keep talking all the time." He laughed openly when Tyson – still practically laying on him – stuck out a tongue. " How mature."
" Meanie-face." Suddenly, the Japanese gave a gasp, one hand flying to his clearly swelled belly. " Wow…"
Something rather uncomfortable squirmed in Kai's stomach. " What's wrong?"
Tyson gave a laughter, shaking his head. " No, no, it's nothing bad! Just…" Gently, the boy took his hand, moving it to the bluenette's abdomen.
Kai was just about to ask what the other was doing, when he suddenly felt a fierce, strong thrust. His eyes grew wide, and a gasp of astonishment erupted. " Oh my gosh…" Feeling lightheaded, he met Tyson's stormy eyes. " Is it…?"
The other nodded, grinning widely. " Quite a fighter, huh?"
He blinked – eyes stinging – and nodded faintly. " Yeah…"
As silence fell on them, he found himself wrapping his both arms around the smaller teen, pulling the bluenette closer than humanly possible. As Tyson nuzzled his head to his chest, he closed his eyes, biting his lip.
It took a long while before he managed to utter hoarse words. " I… I wish I'd get to meet the baby… At least for a while."
" You will." There was a quiver of uncertainty in the bluenette's voice. " And I refuse to let you think otherwise."
A small, slightly sad smile came to Kai's face as he kissed Tyson's hair, holding the boy just a little more tightly. " I afraid we don't have much choice over the matter, dragon."
And as if to mark his words, there was a sound of grass rustling under footsteps. Both of them tensed, and he could feel Tyson cling to him, unwilling to let go. " Is it time already?" the bluenette almost whispered.
He gulped thickly, teeth sinking to his lower lip again. " Yeah, I afraid so."
As slowly as humanly possible, the two got up, still holding hands without even noticing it. A small growl came from Tyson's direction when they saw Wyatt walking towards them. The boy paused just some steps away, solemn look upon his face. " It's time to go, Kai."
Kai's chest had never heaved the way it did when Tyson's fingers slipped from his hold, and a strangely familiar coldness filled his whole body. As he walked up to Wyatt and helplessly allowed the boy to take him away, he couldn't take a single glance over his shoulder.
And all that remained when everything faded to white was his faint 'I'm sorry'.
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When Kai's eyes fluttered open, his first thought was that he was still dreaming, as everything remained white. But slowly, shapes and forms started to clear out.
He wasn't laying on a grass-field, watching the clouds. Wyatt was still dead. And Tyson…
Giving a mew, he allowed his eyes to fall closed again, choosing that he wouldn't wake up for another while. Long while.
But unfortunately, someone had other plans. There was a soft, cautious knock on his door. " Kai?" Tala called out, voice carrying some uncertainty. " You asleep?"
Deciding that he was, he kept his eyes closed, body unwilling to move an inch. After a while, steps disappeared from behind the door as Tala figured it wouldn't do harm to let him sleep for another while. Low, quiet talking was heard when he whispered to someone.
Slowly, Kai's mind drifted off again. But this time, he didn't find Tyson.
What he didn't know, was that on his nightstand, Dranzer glowed like a flame for another while before returning to normal.
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Elsewhere, Tyson also snapped his eyes open, emitting a gasp of despair and startle. There was a feisty, almost painful kick in his stomach – like even the baby had known. " Kai, don't!" But of course, there was no reply.
It was practically impossible not to shed any tears. But all the pain – no matter how intense – transformed into all consuming rage when there was a sharp knock, followed by the voice of Seiji's that made his usual morning-sickness grow tenfold. Couldn't those freaks just leave him alone? " Time for examination."
A growl (just like the one he'd given in his dream – if it'd been one) escaped as he carefully got up from the uncomfortably hard bed. " Give me a moment, damnit!"
There was a hollow laughter. " Having another bad morning, are we? Well, take your time. I and father will be waiting for you downstairs." After those words, there were distancing steps.
As he gradually got changed, Tyson suddenly felt another kick, this time a much smaller one. He blinked, suddenly finding it very hard to stay strong. When a sniff came, he gently brought his hand to the bump that was just beginning to show. " You will get to meet your papa one day, little one. I promise you."
With that pledge, he left the room, once again pulling on the façade of indifference that'd became his mask during the past weeks.
He never noticed how Dragoon (in the pocket of his jacket, that'd been forgotten to the floor) glowed with almost blinding blue light, before returning to normal.
/ you gave me hope amidst my sorrow /
Somewhere in the back of his mind, Zeo had always imagined that it would be raining the day he'd have to watch Aimi's coffin being covered by thick layers of dirt. That's why he was feeling betrayed when sun was shining so brightly that it almost blinded him as he sat in his father's limousine, the man sitting wordlessly beside him.
He blinked when the man suddenly spoke, like waking up. " Look, Zeo…" The man sighed. " I… I admit that I never quite accepted Aimi. And I would lie saying I do now. But… I'm still sorry; the way I treated her… left a lot to be desired."
Zeo snorted, not looking at his father. " You insulted her. And you kicked her out when she came to talk some sense into you."
The man's eyes darkened with sadness as he looked at his son, finally understanding. " She really loved you, didn't she?"
The boy's eyes also darkened. " She's the only one who did."
Had he looked, he would've seen the man's face twist into a grimace. " You know very well that isn't true." There was a brief silence before he went on. " Zeo, I know I haven't been… perfect – as you grow up, you'll come to find no one is. I made stupid mistakes; such I doubt you'll ever fully forgive me. But I did all that because… I love you."
Their eyes met, Zeo's filling with stun as he realized the man was serious. " Why?"
The question came so rapidly, so sincerely, that the man felt his heart break. " Because you're my son."
Zeo gave a small, bitter smile, looking away. " No, I'm not. Not really."
The man opened his mouth, but unfortunately, couldn't find his voice. And then the car pulled to a stop, just before a small, beautiful church.
Preparing himself to leave, Zeo suddenly paused. " You know how you decided to give me emotions?" It was nothing but a whisper. " I wish you hadn't." So saying, he was out, and disappeared before another thought came to the man's head.
/ may it be tomorrow, that I can love again /
Silence had remained unbroken for what seemed like an eternity while Tala and Hilary sat in the flat Kai and Bryan shared, waiting for the dual-hared teen to finish getting dressed. (Bryan had asked them to keep an eye on the teen while he had business to attend, not daring to leave him alone.)
" I'm sorry."
The words came so quickly and unexpectedly that Hilary almost fell off her chair with shock. Blinking, she looked at the boy next to her, who refused to return her gaze. " What for?" Like she hadn't known…
Tala gave a snort, but chose not to make any remarks. Instead he just continued. " I should've trusted you."
Staring at some spot in distance, she nodded lightly. " Yeah, you should've."
Tala's eyes squinted just a little. " He's one of the last pieces of… family I have. I… can't take chances. I won't."
Without noticing it, Hilary brushed the ring that hang on her neck (hidden from curious eyes). " I'm a part of that family too, remember?" Strangely enough, her tone wasn't accusing.
" I do." He sighed, rubbing his temple a little. " I just wish I knew what the to do."
A small smile came to her face, as her eyes lit into a flame. " We'll fight", she announced, taking his hand with such intensity that he jolted. " There's no way in hell we'll let the little there's left of this insane 'family' of ours to fall apart."
There was a glimpse of something – hope, perhaps – in Tala's ice-blue eyes as they finally shifted to meet her. " Does that include us?"
She opened her mouth, but couldn't find words to bring out what she wanted to say. Therefore she simply closed her hand around his, squeezing.
Both were slightly startled when the bedroom-door opened, and Kai stepped out, face paler than they'd ever seen.
A frown immediately searched its way to Tala's face. " Are you sure you're…?"
" Let's just go, 'k?" Kai's voice was abnormally thin, choked. " Please?"
Knowing that there was no arguing, the two couldn't do anything but nod.
/ and in return for what I've borrowed /
Seething. Burning. Fuming.
None of those words would do to describe the emotions flooding through Bryan as the boy marched towards the house from which he knew he'd find Tyson.
After finding that diary-entry, it had taken him almost two weeks to calm down enough not to kill the bluenette the moment he'd see him. And he still wasn't quite sure of what he'd do.
Already seeing the small house, he suddenly paused, sensing something threatening in the air. " What the hell…?"
Curiosity becoming an irresistible power, he decided to move closer. His steps didn't make a sound as he walked up to the window, peering in. What he saw made a deep frown twist his entire face.
Tyson's expression was one of hatred and disgust as he sat on a chair, probably seeing no point in struggling as a man with long, purple hair on a plait (who had his back to Bryan) prepared a needle, showing it roughly into the boy's arm.
His frown became even deeper, chills went through him. " Now this isn't good…"
And just then, the man's hand shifted so that he saw the back of it – and gave a loud gasp when seeing a familiar scar, left by a long knife. His face fell ghostly-pale. B – Boris?! " Oh shit…"
What the hell was going on?
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Sensing someone's eyes on him, Boris spun around towards the window – but saw no one. He frowned.
How odd…" Should I take him to the observation-room?"
Waking from the thoughts to his son's voice, he gave a nod. " Do so. I will be there in just a second."
The boy nodded, then craddled the half-unconscious bluenette into his arms, causing a whimper of nausea and abhorrence. Muttering something under his breath, Seiji disappear to downstairs.
Still frowning, Boris took a one last glance towards the window, but still saw nothing. Figuring that he was probably imagining things, he followed his son.
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Tyson was pleased to discover that the haze clouding his mind was rapidly fading; apparently – thanks to his state – Boris didn't dare to drug him too heavily. He couldn't have been out cold for longer than fifteen minutes.
But it'd been long enough. He gave a gasp when finding himself laying on a creepy bed, next to a very ominous-looking machine. " What the hell are you going to do to my baby?"
Boris – taking a tube of gel – smirked. " Just relax, Tyson. This is nothing more than a ultra-scan. The little warrior inside of you is so precious that I want to make sure it's unharmed."
Trying his hardest to do obey – wanting to make sure the little one was alright himself – Tyson laid still, staring at the roof that was decorated by moisture.
For what felt like eternity, Boris remained silent, and he was already beginning to feel panicked. But then, there was a sound of deep satisfaction. " Everything seems to be just as anticipated. He's fine."
Tyson's heart jumped above his throat. He? He gulped. " Is… Is it a… boy?" A son?
Boris gave a nod. " Yes, indeed. Just like the book told me."
Had Tyson not been so baffled by the new information, the last sentence would've made his alarm-bells ring.
Once again, it took quite a while before he couldn't think clearly. By the time he did, he realized that he was back in the room that'd became his own little cell, with Seiji bringing him food that seemed far from eatable. " You should eat more." The boy's tone was casual, so calm that it made shivers run through him. " After all, you are eating for our baby, too."
His fists clenched into balls so tightly that it hurt. This baby will never be yours, freak. " My appetite is none of your concern", the grunt out.
Seiji smirked. " Well you really are having a bad day." The boy's eyes flashed – visibly showing how hard it was for him to restrain himself – then became a shade darker than usual. " When you're finished, come downstairs. There's something very important we need to discuss."
Tyson frowned, feeling something alarming run through him. " What's going on?"
" We're moving." Those words out, Seiji disappeared, locking the door behind him.
As soon as the door was closed, Tyson found himself shivering, and his eyes widened.
Moving?
But then… he'd be ripped even further from Kai. From… everything.
" Master."
The deep male-voice came so suddenly that he jumped, deeply startled. Swiftly turning his gaze, he blinked in complete stun when seeing the male almost right beside him. " Dragoon?"
He'd seen his bit-beast in his human-form for about a dozen of times before, but it still confused, almost scared, him. Not that the other would've looked terrifying. The boy – about Kai's height, if not a bit taller – had short, deep-blue hair (their colour much like his) that had one small, long plate on them, along with eyes somewhere between storm and night-sky. On him he had a long, dark-blue kimono.
The first stun soon turned into near-panic. Getting out of a blade in human-form was exhausting and painful for a bit-beast; something was deeply wrong. He gulped. " What's going on?"
" Kai… He needs you. You have to get to him."
If anything, Tyson never questioned his bit-beast's word. He gulped again, thoughts whirring. " How… How am I supposed to get out of here?"
The beast's eyes hardened. " I'll hold them back for as long as I can. But Master, you really must go – now." The other walked up to a window, carefully and soundlessly sliding it open. " This way."
Eyes flashing with gratitude, Tyson hurried forward, carefully climbing to the ladder leading safely to the ground. Just before disappearing, he looked at the beast, frowning. " What about you?"
The other's eyes flashed just like his. " Master, I'll be fine. But you have to go, before it's too late."
Still feeling hesitant, he nodded and carefully started climbing down, knowing that he had no other choice.
He needed to see Kai, as fast as possible. He needed to make sure…
/ be with you tomorrow and until the end /
Ray had never felt as exhausted as he did when sitting on a chair that'd became familiar to him, watching his tiny daughter, who still laid in a incubator.
According to doctors, Tanjia had grown considerably stronger during the past days. It was the biggest miracle they'd ever seen (well, perhaps after Oliver's pregnancy), but – fooling all laws of nature – she was overcoming all the problems sent her way. And probably in two weeks, she'd finally be going home with them.
Despite all the ache the approaching funeral, along with all the other crap, caused, he smiled a little, caressing the surface of the incubator. " You really are an angel, aren't you?"
" That's what I've also been telling her."
Startled, he turned his head to find long-ago discharged Oliver standing behind him, a slightly sad look upon his face. " You look like you haven't been slept for weeks."
He snorted. " So do you."
Growing a bit more solemn, Oliver slowly laid a hand onto his shoulder, hesitant. For a longest moment it was silent as both drifted into their thoughts, knowing full well that in an hour, Ray would have to say goodbye to a dear friend. " Ray…" It took a long while before the French found words. " I… Gosh, I'm so sorry."
Ray shook his head, once again concentrating on his daughter. " Don't be. It's no use, anyway." His voice had probably never sounded so bitter. " I… should get going." With that, he tried to get up – but instantly fell back down, legs failing to handle their task.
All the helplessness becoming more than he could handle, he found himself cursing – almost screaming – in Chinese, heart racing in its very limits.
But this once, he wasn't alone. Gradually, a pair of arms wrapped around him, holding him close and collected when he couldn't hold himself together for another second.
And as he buried his face into Oliver's chest, losing himself into the boy's strong, steady heartbeat, he felt safer than ever in his life.
/ I know the road we're on is narrow /
Kai's eyes were widened as he stared at the small church rid before him, memories pushing themselves through.
" Kai? You okay?" Ray's voice was strangely deep, filled with worry.
Forcing back the cold mask he'd worn for so long in past, he nodded. As he spoke, his voice was harsh, as cold as his expression. " I am. Let's just get on with this."
He was just about to take a step further, when he suddenly felt that he was being watched. Chills running through him, he turned around – and felt his heart almost stop.
Seeing Kai freeze with a look of utter shock, Tala frowned. " What is it?" Turning his gaze, the redhead gave a loud, beast-like growl. " What the hell is that bastard doing here?"
On the other side of the street stood no other than Tyson, seeming frozen to the spot. As Kai's eyes coldened with bitter hatred and disappointment, the other's filled with remorse so deep that it almost tore him.
And despite all that'd been said and done, all the ache, Kai found himself taking a step a step closer. There was nothing he could do to resist the temptation – and he didn't even want to, not anymore.
But just then, a huge truck dove along the road separating them, and he halted with a blink, suddenly finding his heart racing. Gosh, he was so close…
Startled – almost furious – with those thoughts, he grit his teeth.
He played you, he reminded himself. He fooled you all along.
That, however, didn't make the anxiety grow any less severe. Perhaps there'd be something good after this long nightmare…
But by the time the truck finally disappeared, the bluenette was nowhere to be seen. A sore taste flooded into Kai's mouth while his heart shrunk.
I should've known…A snort came from Tala's direction. " Should've known that coward wouldn't dare to face us."
" Tala, zip it", Hilary snapped, then gazed Kai's way, eyes filled with sympathy. " Look, I know…"
" I… don't need that right now, Hil. But… thanks." It took a long, long while before he had composed himself enough to turn and face his three friends. " We should go inside. We're already late."
Hesitantly, Ray gave a nod, knowing that there was no point in arguing. " Okay. I think the others are already there."
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On the other side of the street, Tyson could barely breathe as Seiji had pinned him against a tree, so that they wouldn't be seen. The taller teen was so close that his sickening cologne set his nose and throat on fire. " So you thought we'd let you legging out all by yourself?" the boy hissed into his ear. " Are you that anxious to get Kai killed?"
First time since they'd met, it was Tyson who found his fist flying through the air, so heavily that it sent Seiji stumbling. " Don't you… dare threaten him!" Such voice shouldn't have came from a human-being. " If you or your freak of a father…!"
" Tyson, Tyson, haven't you learned anything?" The boy's fingers traveled down his face, hurting more than any punch. " When a Balkov wants something, he gets it – no matter what." The hand moved to his bump, causing the baby to kick furiously. " And he… happens to be one of those things." The boy's eyes were chillingly dark when they met his. " Now come with me, brat, or I'll show you just how far I'm ready to go."
/ along comes tomorrow, we're gonna see the sun /
/ The small church was filled with a thick, intoxicating scent of flowers and silence while Kai slowly walked forward, feeling all his confidence stripped off. His eyes – too tired to shed another tear – were so glued to the dark-brown coffin somewhere ahead that he didn't see how people stared at him, whispering. He was trembling so badly that he almost lost his balance.
Gosh, he'd never felt this out of place… /
The ache in Kai's chest had changed into this dull, empty throbbing when he once again entered a church, following his friends. And just like the last time, his eyes yet again found the coffin (this time colour of pure white), and momentarily he froze, unsure. But all emotions soon vanished, leaving his body blissfully cold and empty. Face showing nothing, he walked on.
Soon, they noticed Akira, Kenny and Zeo nearby, sitting right next to each other, all huddled together – almost like seeking comfort. Hearing their steps, the trio turned. A jolt went through him as he recognized the haunted, hazy look in Akira's eyes.
/ Kai was just about to reach the coffin – the hand holding a single, white rose trembling furiously – when a snarl came from behind him. " What are you doing here?"
Gulping laboriously, he shifted around to meet the eyes of Wyatt's mother. Gosh, he'd never seen such fury, such desperation… " Mrs.…"
" Why did you have to come?" The woman's voice was hoarse, but still so filled with venom that it froze his blood. " Haven't you done enough?"
It had taken all he had to walk this far. This… He couldn't…
He gave a choked gasp, feeling his eyes grow teary. " I… I'm sorry…"
Those words left lingering to the air, he spun around and ran, as fast as he could, not taking even a single glance back.
And he ran until he collapsed to the ground. But he still couldn't find a place where he'd be able to forget, where he'd be truly forgiven. /
Kai's voice and body worked mechanically as he whispered something to the trio that'd been waiting, surprising himself with hugging them all. His thoughts were too much of a mess to allow him to hear what they responded, but he shivered when Akira cling to him tightly, desperately. The cold armor covering him didn't even stutter as he held her, still staring at the coffin.
Gosh, he was so sick of feeling… Of losing…
" Bryan! Where the heck were you?"
Blinking, head somewhat hazy, he turned around to see Bryan entering the church. The frantic look upon the boy's face would've alarmed him, had he not still been a devoid of all feelings. " There's… Something's… happened. But… I can't tell yet, not here."
Before anyone could make more questions, the priest entered.
And as from the moment he begun to speak, everything was nothing more than a black haze for Kai – just like the moments after him fleeing from Wyatt's funeral.
/ An empty bottle of pills laid on the floor as Kai had slumped onto the bathroom-floor, his head buried to his knees. In his hand, he held a sharp, deadly razor, covered by red – just like a alarmingly big part of the floor. More red traveled down his wrists.
He wasn't making even a slightest movement. /
/ and with the wings of the first sparrow /
The funeral had lasted for far longer than Akira would've liked. And by the time she stared at her sister's fresh grave, she could barely stay up.
Luckily, there was a pair of arms wrapped around her. " We should go", Kenny's deep, teary whisper came to her ear. " The… the car is waiting. For the reception."
She gave a tiny nod. " I know. It's just…" Did… she just sniff? Aimi would kill me if she knew I'm crying over her… The thought made it even harder to hold everything together. " I… I can't leave her, not yet. It's…" She bit her lip. " It's my turn to protect her now."
There was a long silence – so long she almost forgot Kenny – until the boy spoke. " She'd be proud of you, you know? For… today. Holding on."
She couldn't form words due to the lump in her throat, instead gave a choked cry, leaning closer to Kenny's warmth.
Gosh, I hope so…It took for almost good fifteen minutes before she found her voice. And even then, it was just a ghost of its usual. " Let's… get going", she murmured.
Kenny nodded, wrapping one arm even more tightly around her. " 'K."
And as she walked away, she tried her hardest to turn back and give the grave just a single more look, to make sure Aimi was truly safe and sound.
But she couldn't.
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Had she looked, she would've seen a man – dressed into dark clothes – sneak out from behind a tree, carrying an astonishing red rose.
For a long moment, he stood frozen before the grave the duo had just left, silent sobs carried away by the wind – just like his whisper. " Oh honey, I'm sorry… I'm sorry for not being strong enough…" Slowly, not wanting to disturb, he kneeled down, dropping the rose. " Goodbye, sweetie. I… I wish I could've…" He trailed off.
And for an endless amount of moments, Aden Naikoma watched over his older daughter's grave, feeling something that no words could ever give justice to.
He didn't disappear until the sun finally went down, taking the secret of his visit with it.
/ new light of tomorrow /
Tala Valkov certainly isn't the type that cries easily. But that day, it took for ages before he finally felt strong and composed enough to walk out of the small bathroom of the place where Aimi's memorial-reception was held. He felt slightly better with knowing that pretty much everyone was gone; the reception had ended a good half an hour earlier.
But despite that, he was immediately confronted by Bryan, who seemed even more frantic than before. " We need to talk."
He gave a nod, waiting for a while before attempting to speak out. " You… had something to tell. Something important."
The flash in Bryan's eyes gave him cold shivers. " You… Tala, you're not going to believe this." The boy gulped thickly, with much difficulty. " Boris… I… I saw him today, with Tyson and Seiji. He… he's on the lose. And… I think he's up to something."
At first, Tala's brain wouldn't quite take in all he was hearing. But when it begun to dawn on him that this wasn't just a sick joke, he lost his breath completely. A gasp escaped him as his heart skipped several beats. " Oh… shit…"
But before he could ever get all straying thoughts collected, Hilary barged in – not seeming even an inch less frenzied than Bryan. This time, it was Tala who gave a heavy gulp. " What's wrong?"
The girl's voice was shivering as she spoke. " Please, tell me you know where Kai is."
/ we're gonna be as one /
TBC.
A/N: You know, despite the funeral and… all, things are actually beginning to brighten up. Tyson's secret is slowly being revealed, he and Kai still love each other, Ray and Oliver are reforming their bond – just like Tala and Hilary, Akira and Kenny are bonding… Damn, it really does feel good to be nice to them for change. (grins)
Okay, okay, so I once again left you wondering and guessing. (searches for a place to run) Um… What can I say? Please, stick around for the next chapter! Hopefully, it'll be worth the wait – I've got quite a number of plans for it…
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