Well done, cousin, you managed to get yourself hurt.
So… you know how in the more… Shonen anime, whenever someone does something wrong, they bow really deep? Yeah. I'm bowing to all of you. I. AM. SO. SORRY for making you wait for three months. I'll try to do better, I promise. Anyway, still filler chapter. Sorry. Working on the next case right now.
Disclaimer: I don't own the song. I don't own the Ghost Hunt Characters. I only own my OC's and the Plot.
Now, on to my Review answering….
Vampgirl1309-… well, I hope I don't disappoint with this one.
Joys- Not the last animal she picks up… and again, I hope I don't disappoint.
MirandaLovespie- Yes, he is a bit of a hypocrite…. Then again, aren't we all when it comes to people we care for? As for blind… we'll see.
DALucifer13- no. she is not taking on the traits of the animals. In a way, she's always had really good instincts, I believe that Oliver (at one point) compared her to a rabbit. She's just… evolving in a way. Think of her connection to them like Oliver's Psychometry. It's a part of her, but doesn't necessarily affect who she is.
Jgood27- thanks. Have some more.
Sheshysgodestris- It really is. Momma Davis is a force to be reckoned with.
LadyHawke361- I do the same thing. TO be honest this is the highest compliment that I could have gotten.
Chapter 14- Fall Right Back to You
Walk on through a red parade and refuse to make amends
It cuts deep through our ground and makes us forget all common sense
Don't speak as I try to leave, cause we both know what we'll choose
If you pull then I'll push too deep and I'll fall right back to you
~Clarity- Zedd ft. Foxes
Winter Hall
She'd gotten angrier as the days wore on, and she wasn't sure really why. Those around her were getting antsy around her, as well, Annabelle in particular was on edge, though when Mai asked her why, she'd just said that it was because they were witches, and cousins. Between the two of them, Winter Hall was experiencing weather odd enough to make the news.
It was no different at Cambridge, and had been Masako who had pointed this out, with her kimono sleeve covering her mouth, as she stood closer than usual to the Australian exorcist. Both young woman had ignored the medium, pretending not to know what she could possibly be talking about, because that would be ridiculous, Masako, I'm not angry at N- Dr. Davis. That would be foolish… it was so long ago that it really shouldn't matter anymore, anyway.
Their moods seemed to be affecting Kuroda, though, as well as Psyche. The two were getting antsy for no apparent reason, and even Mai's animals were starting to get a bit… weird. Yasu seemed to pick up on his human friend's emotional state, and was acting accordingly, not leaving her side for anything, and Masa's hunting got all messed up when any of the four were near her, to the point that Jacob kicked them out of the barn for upsetting the animals.
Emiko, Izumi and Tohru finally called bullshit on their moods when a lightning storm seemed to materialize right inside the lab at Cambridge university, nearly striking both Oliver and Adrien. As did Lin and Takeshi, who dragged both Mai and Annabelle out of the room to find out exactly why the two of them were flying off the handle.
Neither of the young witches would admit to any problem, though Mai's eyes had gone full on gold, and Annabelle had glared daggers in the direction of her former childhood friend.
As for the young doctor, he was surprisingly calm about the whole thing, in fact, he could usually be seen looking at Mai as if she was the most interesting science experiment in the world. Every time he was nearly struck by the lightning, he just looked at the floor with interest, like he wanted to take samples.
In fact, Kuroda reflected, there were a few times when she caught him smirking at his small brunette lab partner. Mocking at first glance, but Kuroda also noticed that the man looked more like the cat that swallowed the canary… with a mouse caught in its claws. A side glance told her that she wasn't the only one to noticed this.
Mai
He was doing… something…. And she didn't know what game he was playing, but she was starting to get really done, really quickly. IT wasn't anything physical… no. The static electricity between them seemed to be getting worse, and she wondered if it was punishment for something. Every time it happened, she couldn't help but… feel.
It was like he'd declared war on her, and she didn't have the necessary weapons to fight back. Somehow, he'd figured out that he still had an effect on her- to which she could only wonder if it had anything to do with the conversation he'd had with Annabelle while they'd been on the last case. She'd asked her cousin about that, and she'd muttered something about the weather thing.
She looked down at Yasu, who lay on her bed, copper eyes on her, and she could feel the question in his mind. She sighed, and shook her head at the small fox. "I don't know, Yasu." She muttered in answer. He lowered his head and let out a sigh. She giggled, getting up from her bed.
"I've got to get out of the house for a bit." She muttered to herself. "This… isn't working." She could feel the energy singing through her veins. She her skin felt… prickly, almost, far too sensitive, she felt like crawling out of her own skin.
"Wish I could be like you," she muttered in Yasu's direction. "Animals don't have to worry about this shit. I can't even go…" she froze, before she finished, this time, her voice got slower… "I can't… even… go looking for a… fight."
She felt herself shudder. The violence that she thought had been locked away when she'd moved to England was back with a vengeance, her Yankee spirit rising. She ran to the door, and flung it open. To her surprise, Izumi and Emiko were there, flanked by Tohru and Kuroda, all wearing the same looks.
"We can't exactly go to London… we could get in serious trouble, and get deported or something." Emiko reminded the brunette, and Mai nodded. "But… how long has it been since we actually sparred, Emi?" she asked. A slow smirk spread across the other young woman's face as she realized what Mai had pointed out.
"A true, knock-down, drag-out fight… one where we just let go?" She asked breathlessly. It was Izumi who shook her head now. "Mai, the last time you took someone on without holding back, they ended up in the hospital. You get nasty… and also, didn't you just get into a fight with a ghost… not two months ago?" she reminded the girl. Mai groaned.
"Also," Tohru drawled, "We aren't the ones you wanna fight. It wouldn't do you any good to fight one of us, and you know it. Maybe Annabelle, but… I don't think Kuroda could handle what you've got in mind." Kuroda shook her head. "I… can't right now." She muttered. Mai groaned, and looked down the hallway, directly at her cousin, who was coming down the hallway as well, an unreadable look on her face.
"Annabelle…." She shook her head. "I called Professor Davis… he said that we needed to get to Cambridge. Or, rather, Lin said to come to Cambridge." She sighed. "I'm going, too. This is getting ridiculous." She grumbled as she rubbed her arms.
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Davis Estate
When Lin walked into the room, both Eugene and Oliver looked at him. He just shook his head. "Noll, I need you to come with me. Adrien will meet us there… as well as Anabelle and Mai." Oliver blinked, confusion (a truly novel feeling) coursed through him. "What's going on, Lin?" he asked- or, demanded, really.
Eugene hid a smirk, and rolled his eyes. Connected as he was to Oliver, he could feel not only the confusion, but the alarm. "Did something happen to them?" Lin shook his head at the arrogant young scientist, and sighed. "No. Nothing's wrong- per say- but there is something that I want to test, so just come with me." The omniyoji returned. He turned toward the door before he stopped again. "Oh, and wear what you would to a martial arts class."
Oliver, who was in no position to refuse shrugged. If Lin had asked him to, he would… but he didn't have to like it. He went upstairs and changed into black basketball shorts and a black t-shirt (both items of clothing, as well as everything like them were buried in the bottom of his drawers, as he didn't really wear them all that much- unless he was practicing with Lin).
Cambridge University
The drive to the University had been quiet. Lin didn't tell Oliver what was going on, and Oliver didn't care to ask, and Eugene was just smirking like an evil mastermind, which Oliver tried his best to ignore. That wasn't an easy feat on the best days, but right now, with Oliver's annoyance at a high that he hadn't felt since his days in Japan, he was finding it even more difficult than usual.
When they arrived, Oliver was surprised to see not only Adrien there as well, but Yasuhara and Finn as well, all wearing various versions of what Oliver himself wore. "Hell, big boss, I didn't know that you owned clothing like that. Color me surprised." Yasuhara smirked. Oliver looked at the other young man impassively before he sighed.
"Contrary to apparent belief, I do stay in shape." He said, voice cool. "Wearing a suit to exercise is uncomfortable as well as stupid." Yasuhara snorted, before looking at Lin. "I know you only asked for Adrien, but Finn and I had to force him to come in the first place, so we decided to come too.
Gene snorted as he looked around. "We had no problems getting Oliver to come here. He's terrified of being grounded again by our mother." His grin broadened. "He got in the car rather quickly, when mum gave him that look." Yasuhara roared with laughter. "That is something I'd pay to see." He snickered. "The great Oliver Davis brought to his knees by his mother's wrath."
"A mother's wrath is nothing to laugh at, Osamu," Finn drawled, false graveness in his tone as he shook his head. Oliver glared at the three of them. "If you three are quite finished…" he growled.
He didn't finish his sentence, as the second car pulled up behind Lin's, and Takeshi got out, looking both annoyed and haggard. "Lin." He muttered. "You don't know how lucky you are." Lin's visible eyebrow shot up, as the other omniyoji glared at the car.
"How did you get her here?" Lin asked. Takeshi just shook his head. "I picked her up, and put her in the car. She did not want to come."
"That bad?" Eugene asked, cocking his own head to the side. "Bloody hell, she really put up a fight, didn't she?" he examined the man from a distance. "She used her PK?" he frowned. "That doesn't sound like Mai at all."
"She doesn't know why I called her here." Lin said dryly, "Otherwise, she might very well have jumped in the car."
"Probably not. I know why you asked us to come, and I still didn't want to come, Lin." Anabelle said, as she dragged her cousin (who looked even more reluctant that Oliver had been) with her. She did not look at Adrien, choosing instead to smile at Finn. "Hey, Finn." He nodded in return. "Anabee." He grinned at her.
Yasuhara laughed as he observed his friend being dragged along by her cousin. "Hi, Mai." He snickered. She glared at him, her golden eyes annoyed. She looked like a kitten that had been gravely offended, as she swept back her long braid of hair. Eugene smothered his own laughter behind his hand as he observed his brother's reaction to the newest arrivals.
Equal parts anger and surprise. Mai, like her cousin, did not look at the younger twin, and instead, addressed Lin. "What did you call us here for?" she asked. Eugene smirked as Oliver's eyes narrowed a fraction- just as Adrien's had done when Mai's cousin had completely ignored him.
"Inside. Training room across from the white room." A man of few words, as per usual, Yasuhara thought to himself. The group made their way to the room in silence. This was completely different than both car rides had been. It was charged, like a storm cloud right before lightning shot down to the earth.
IT was only when they were in the training room that Lin turned to the others. "Finn, Yasuhara, Gene… you three will watch." He said it calmly, before turning to the four he had not called. "You four… are a different story. Adrien, Anabelle, on the mats now."
The two complied, though Anabelle took her shoes off before walking on the mat. She'd been wearing flats, as she knew what they'd be doing. She, like Mai, wore loose fitting, black basketball shorts and a tank top, though hers was dark green, while Mai, like Oliver wore all black. At her cousin's psychic questioning- which was just Mai pushing her confusion onto her cousin via empathic link, Anabelle shrugged, before turning to Lin.
"Any particular form you want, or is it a free for all?" she asked. Lin smirked. "free for all, though, you will honor the rules of engagement in a spar. This is no different from competition." He looked at Oliver. "Same rules apply for you and Mai, Noll."
Mai's eyes narrowed. "Wait, we're sparring?" Takeshi winced as he noticed the look on his charge's face. The odd look of triumph and vicious glee. Lin looked over at her and nodded. "Rules of engagement, Mai." He warned her. She frowned. "I thought you said anything goes?" she replied.
"Mai, I will not argue with you. Anything goes… unless it's against the rules of engagement." Mai sighed, but nodded, and then turned to watch as Anabelle faced Adrien on the mat. "Uh, Lin, are you sure that's a good idea?" Yasuhara looked a bit worried, looking from Mai to Oliver and back again.
He'd been living in London for two years- most of it studying at Cambridge with the ghost hunters. He'd seen Lin, Oliver and Eugene in action at least once, had been forced to fight himself once or twice… then, last year, there had been that case in Ipswich (that had been fun. Worse, he thought, than the cursed house in Japan- one of the last cases before Oliver had found Eugene's body in the river).
That case had ended with Yasuhara and both sets of twins staying in the hospital, four highly pissed off women (in the forms of Dr. Davis, Mrs. Connally, Mrs. Fitzgerald (he hadn't known, at the time, was Anabelle's mother), and Madoka), and a professor that was less than pleased with their conduct… never mind that the ghost of the mansion- why was it always a mansion- had made the five of them act on their darker emotions.
The fight that had broken out was spectacular to watch, but it had also made one thing clear to the researcher. Oliver was a demon when it came to fighting, both fast and vicious. Eugene was no better, and the Connolly twins were just as unpleasant. Yasuhara prided himself on being able to hold his own in dire situations, but even without the destructive PK outbursts from both Oliver and Adrien, he hadn't lasted two minutes against either of them.
He looked over at Mai, now, who watched impassively, as her cousin squared off against Adrien. "What do you mean, Yasuhara?" Lin asked. Yasuhara looked at the older hunter, and said rather bluntly, "Remember Ipswich?"
Lin gave him a wan smirk. "How could I forget?" he asked, before turning to the two. "Begin." He said. He looked at Yasuhara again. "Just watch." He ordered. Yasuhara adjusted his glasses, but did as Lin told him.
It surprised him to see that Anabelle was holding her own… until he realized that Adrien was holding back… although, that seemed to piss the young woman off, enough so that as she dodged a (rather slow-motioned kick), she snarled, and delivered a swift, brutal uppercut to his jaw. The words she spoke were not English. Nor were they Japanese.
In fact, until Finn winced from beside him, did he realize that what she spoke was a language at all. "Ná coinnigh ormsa, mac mac*." Her voice was low, and husky. "What did she just say?" Eugene asked the younger Connolly brother. Finn sighed and shook his head. "I can't repeat what she said in polite company." He muttered.
It was Oliver who looked at him, then. Just as curious as the others, all except for Mai, whose lips twitched into a small smirk at her cousin's language. She answered for them. "Loosely translated, she said 'don't hold back on me, you son of a bitch.'" she snorted. It was Oliver who asked the question that Yasuhara had after that.
"How do you know what she said?" Mai inclined her head at him, her gold eyes (something that Yasuhara had yet to get used to) locked onto his blue ones. "She's been teaching me." The explanation was short and cold. Oliver cracked a smirk. "I'm surprised, Mai. Learning a nearly dead language? I would have thought it too difficult for you."
If he had meant it as a compliment, Yasuhara reflected, it had left much to be desired, as his tone was heavy with mockery. They watched as Mai's eyes narrowed a fraction, and an oddly cruel smirk twisted her lips. "Well, Dr. Davis," she drawled, "We all know how much you think of my intelligence… and yet, I'm here. In Cambridge. As an honor student. Who skipped a grade in a Japanese high school**."
Nothing more could be said after that, not that she would listen.
Anabelle was getting more and more pissed as the fight- no, sparring match- continued. It was obvious that Adrien was holding back, she didn't know how much, and that made her angrier, so, she got more violent. Instead of Tai- Chi, she switched to kickboxing.
"Why would I do that, Anabelle?" he asked her, blocking a particularly nasty kick. He grabbed her ankle, and twisted it, flipping her on her back. "You seem so easy to take down, I was just trying to make it more interesting." He leered down at her. She bared her teeth, and lashed out, using her leg to trip him.
It did not have the affect she'd been after. He'd fallen on her, managing to completely flatten her. She let out a gasp as she felt his full weight crush her. Instantly, he was up, his green eyes widened with concern. "Shit, Ana, are you okay?"
Mai walked over on the mat, and examined her cousin, before looking up at Adrien, and Finn, who had rushed over as well. "She's just winded." Mai said. "Thankfully." She looked back at her cousin, smirking before she spoke… in a completely different language. In this case, Russian. "Khorosho sdelannyy, dvoyurodnyy brat, tebe udalos' navredit' sebe." Anabelle glared at her.
"Russian, now, Mai?" she gasped. "It's not like I did it on purpose. How was I supposed to know he'd fall on me?" She grumbled. "He weighs as much as a truck." She was still gasping for breath as her cousin examined her, and Anabelle could see the worry in her golden eyes. She gave a slight grin.
"The bigger question is, how do you know Russian, Mai?" Yasuhara asked. Mai snorted. "I asked Psyche to teach me. I know Chinese- Mandarin, English, and Japanese fluently, my Russian is pretty good but not there, yet, and I'm working on French right now." She replied. "Not the point here. Lin, she's not going to be able to fight until she gets her breath back. No broken or bruised ribs, thank god, but still, that's going to leave a mark." She made a face.
"A pretty big one, too." Anabelle winced. "Like getting hit by a truck." She grumbled, allowing her cousin to pull her up. Adrien was watching, pale faced, and guilty. At this, Anabelle just glared at him. "Oh, shove it," she snapped. "You didn't do it on purpose. If you want to get technical, I did it to myself, by tripping you."
His face cleared up, and he nodded. He didn't say a word, not trusting himself to do so. Mai looked at Lin. "I can Tag in, so to speak. Is that allowed?" she asked. Lin nodded. "Winner fights Oliver." Lin told them. Mai looked directly at her opponent. "I'm going to tell you the same thing she did." he blinked. "Don't hold back." He blinked, even as she bowed to him.
Lin called for the spar to begin. Anabelle sat against the wall, trying to regulate her breathing. The fight started out much like her own, however, as she watched, it was clear that this was different. Mai was holding back, wanting to see what the elder Connally brother was capable of, and Adrien was hodling back because she was a girl.
"He really shouldn't be doing that…" she muttered as she watched her childhood…. Something slow down his movements to the point that a novice would be able to see them. Yasuhara and Finn both looked at her. As each young man had sat beside her- on her right and left sides respectively, they had both heard her. "Why?" Yasuhara asked.
Anabelle snorted. "Don't you remember what we saw on that footage from the last case? Don't you remember what Izumi, Emiko, Kuroda, Psyche, and Tohru told you after the phone call?" she let a laugh out. "She knows how to fight… she knows the art well. She's been studying Tai-Chi, Taido, Aikido… and a few others… and street fighting. She's really good at streetfighting."
Yasuhara blinked, looking confused. "Why would she know streetfighting?"
"Did you miss the part that she… oops, there he goes." She smirked as she watched her cousin flip Adrien on the ground, straddle his back with his arms twisted at his shoulder blades. "Gee, that looks painful." She said cheerfully. "dear me, I hope she didn't do any lasting damage."
"Yield." Mai said it coolly. Adrien snorted. "I don't have a choice." Lin nodded. "Mai wins this round." He conceded. Takeshi sighed, a slight grin on his face. "She was going easy on him." He muttered the same sentiment as Anabelle, who rolled her eyes at Finn, Gene and Yasu, all of whom looked like they'd been hit over the head with a wet fish.
The mental image was rather funny. She snickered quietly, as Adrien came and sat against the wall as well. He cast a side glance toward the young woman. "The fight would have lasted longer if I'd-" "Have taken it seriously? Yeah. Adrien, our spar would have lasted longer had I not made that blunder that had you crashing onto me. However, I got you down." She smirked, resting her head against the wall. "She's been helping me, with fighting, I mean."
"I can't see that." Yasuhara muttered. "Not sweet little Mai."
"You continue to forget what you were told during her last case with Cassandra." Anabelle reminded him. "She's not your 'sweet little Mai' anymore. She's an ex-gang member who can, and has kicked the crap out of men twice your size and strength. She's been mixing and matching martial arts for four years… namely Aikido, Krav Maga, Taido, and Jujustsu, but she started adding Tai-Chi to the mix when Takeshi started teaching her." She chuckled at the dumfounded look on the young man.
"She had three names when she was in the gang…. She was called the Phantom in the south side of Shibuya. The north side called her the Wolf- or the biggest bitch this side of hell, depending on who you asked." She snickered again. "I've never seen her take a fight seriously… we tend to have a natural affinity for fighting, and she really got into it."
"Who taught her?" Yasuhara asked, eyes wide. "Mostly, Izumi and Emiko. Their sensei took her under his wing. He was terrifying guy. Came over after Mai moved into Momohara mansion, and taught all of us as we came." She sighed.
"And yet, you still made that blunder." Adrien nodded to her. She snorted. "Oh, shut up. Not my fault you're so heavy." She replied.
Oliver, who had been listening, frowned. Mai in a fight? She managed to trip over perfectly flat serfaces with alarming regularity. He looked over at her, and she cocked her head to the side, a small smirk on her face. "Oliver, it's your turn." Lin said it quietly, wondering what he'd been thinking when he'd called them all here.
The fight hadn't even started and he could feel the electricity between the two researchers. He stepped back as his former student took his place on the mat in front of the young woman. Oliver glanced at him, inclining his head, as if asking for permission.
Lin knew exactly what he was asking, and nodded. If what Mai's cousin said was true, then Mai would likely not hold back. Especially with all of the pent-up anger she felt toward the younger Davis twin. She was far too angry, and her eyes – still golden from the last mission, which worried the Omniyoji- were narrowed. She stood still, her body was loose, she'd obviously warmed up before coming, and she stood in front of Oliver with a look of calm that she could never quite master when they'd worked with her in Japan.
Takeshi was the one who stepped forward. "Mai." She looked at him. "Abide by tournament rules." She simply nodded. "Why are we doing this again?" Yasuhara muttered.
"we aren't." Eugene reminded him. "They are. We're just watching." Oliver slid into a stance, seamlessly- almost as if he'd been made for this… funny, when you thought of it, as Oliver was usually the more introverted and less active of the two of them. Growing up, he'd learned how to fight simply because if you lived in an orphanage like the twins had, you learned to fight… or bad things ended up happening to you.
Both twins had learned how to fight dirty. Eugene gave a humorless smirk at the memories. Oliver's PK usually kept away the worst of the bullies… and the two hadn't strayed far from each other's sides during their time in those places….
The worst of the cases had been when he and Oliver- only months into their three-year sentence in that horrible place- put the worst of the bullies in the hospital… because he'd tried (and failed) to get at Eugene. They'd become the toughest kids on the playground, and no one had ever messed with them. They'd been three.
That had been Oliver's PK at its worst, and even the caretakes had given the younger twin a wide berth after that. He wondered what Mai had been like. True, he'd tried to keep an eye on her- had called John a few times to make sure she was okay- but she'd been especially good at blocking him- unconsciously, he thought, as she didn't seem to know he'd tried to astral project to her.
"Begin." Lin said.
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Mai could recognize Tai-Chi from a mile away, enough to know that Na- Dr. Davis was proficient in it- though she had to wonder, what else was new? She dodged his first strike, going on the defensive, even as she twisted her body into a flip, landing behind him.
He spun quickly, facing her with such speed that it surprised her, he ducked, sticking out his leg to trip her, she dodged that, and went for a windmill kick, only to have him grab her ankle, and yank it forward. She lost her balance, falling to the ground, but she rolled around before he was able to pin her down.
She did not speak, too busy trying to focus on his next strike. She figured that she'd switch it up a bit, she knew he was better versed in Tai-Chi than she was. He'd been practicing it for years longer. So, she switched to Taido. She twisted her body, going into sen, and smirked at him, watching as his dark eyes glinted. Finally, she'd landed a hit.
It came at a price. He grabbed her wrist, yanked it up, and tripped her. This time, he didn't let go, when she lashed out with her other hand, he grabbed it as well, pinning her.
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She was so small, he thought, even as he held her to the ground. Her gold eyes blazed up at him, as she struggled. She hissed. It did nothing, he held her fast. "Yeild." He told her calmly, and took amusemet in the way her eyes narrowed. "Not a chance in hell." She growled, she jackknifed her legs, taking him by surprise as she rolled them over. She was on top now, and the victorious smirk spread across her lips. "What do you think I did the four years I was on my own?" She snorted. "Or were you not listening?"
HE glared at her, though the position that they were in struck him instantly. Closer than she would want, not that she noticed. He could hear her heartbeat from where he was, her face was flushed from exertion, her eyes bright and dangerous. He knew the affect that he had on her, however, and right now, he would use anything to win.
He would never admit it. Not even to himself- with the exception of this very second. She looked…. Nothing short of magnificent, and it was affecting him. His eyes narrowed, heated slightly glazed as he examined her, lingering on her lips. He smirked when he heard her breath catch. She noticed. The low chuckle escaped his lips before he could stop it.
There was only one thing to do. "Having a problem, Mai?" he purred, she froze, eyes widening. He took the chance and rolled again. This time, he was met with little resistance, as she just looked up at him, helpless at the onslaught of emotion running through her.
She must not have realized that she was projecting, he reflected, as the air around them, already charged, was worse now. In their own little world, they didn't notice their audience- who weren't thinking much of what was happening between the two- all except Anabelle, who was looking out the window with a slightly chagrined frown, and Eugene, who was watching with rapt attention as his brother fought Mai… and trying to ignore the thoughts that were escaping down the link from his brother's mind to his.
God, he was failing at that though, Eugene's eyes widened as the pictures flew through his mind, and he was in a state of shock. This was Oliver who was thinking these things.
He heard it before he realized what it was, the low crackle of thunder…. And when the realization struck him, his smirk only widened. "Well, what's this, mai?" he asked, switching to Japanese. She didn't say anything, too busy trying to struggle out of his grasp now, realizing her mistake. He gave a low chuckle. She whimpered at the sound, and refused to look at him. "Mai…" he purred, she looked up at him, helpless to do much else.
He unleashed the full power of his eyes. Glinting indigo met glazed Ochre. And he watched as they grew wide. She croaked the next words. "I yield." she was trembling, not even realizing that she too, had switched to Japanese. "Get off me."
He did so with ease, looking at Lin. "She yielded." He stated bluntly. All he wanted to do now was go home, and write his findings down in his notebook…
"Are we done here?" Mai asked darkly, glaring at her teachers. Lin and Takeshi both looked at each other, wondering what had just happened, because it seemed that Mai had just gotten worse. She shuddered, and studiously ignored the young man who'd just handed her her ass both figuratively and literally.
"Yes. I suppose." Takeshi spoke slowly. "Sakurako just texted me, anyway. Dinner's waiting." Anabelle got up from the ground with a sigh, and left- but not before she shot a dirty glance in the Oliver Davis's direction. The young man in question turned to his former teacher. "Can we go home now?" he asked, though he still wore a dark smirk. Eugene's own indigo eyes narrowed. "Oliver…" he growled.
"Later, Eugene." He said drolly. "If we must." Eugene glared openly now, his own annoyance at his brother skyrocketing. "Oh, we must, Oliver. What the hell was that?" who was he kidding? He knew what that was. It was his little brother and his hatred of losing. What Eugene was pissed at was not that Oliver had won, but how he'd done it.
"That was a dirty trick, and you know it. She's just going to dislike working with you more." He snapped as they got into the car. Oliver snorted. "Maybe she'll go back to Japan, then." He returned. "One can only hope…" At this, even Lin stopped and turned to him. "You don't mean that, Oliver." He said it calmly, knowing full well that he was right.
"Do I not? I wonder Lin, have you developed the ability to read my mind?" Lin's eyes narrowed a fraction. The younger Davis twin had not spoken that way to him in quite some time, he thought. Not since Lin had met the twins, at Professor Davis's request that he train his sons. It was Eugene who answered for him, however.
"He can't, Noll, but I can." A smirk appeared on the older twin's face, as he scrutinized his brother. "Care to explain what was going through your heard for those last few minutes?" his grin widened as Oliver froze. What he had been thinking… what he must have pushed down the link into his brother's mind…. Eugene let out a soft chuckle. "Hm… interesting, isn't it, Lin. The look on his face right now?" The man looked into the rearview mirror at his charge, and blinked.
Oliver's face had gone pale. A little shock, a bit of horror, and a mess of other things were flashing over his face. Lin nearly stopped the car. It was the most emotion he'd seen the young man show in a long time- not since that last case before finding Eugene…
What had Oliver been thinking that made him look like that? Eugene just continued laughing. Lin, however frowned. "Oliver, you made whatever it was between the two of you worse. She's going to hate you if you keep it up. Is that what you want?"
Oliver glared out the window, his mood taking a turn for the worst. He didn't answer. However, the link was strong enough that Eugene got what he wasn't saying… And it made him wince. It's for the best. He looked at his brother with a frown.
Not many people knew this… but Oliver was not a narcissist. A Narcissist was someone who cared about what other people thought of them- wanted everyone around to recognize their greatness, and became angry- sometimes violently angry if they were not recognized. They did not own up to their mistakes and flaws, blaming everything on everyone else…
That was a true narcissist. What Oliver was… was a different pot of water altogether. He was confident in his abilities- cognitive and psychically. He did not have the slightest confidence in his abilities to socialize. He focused too much on his failings, and suffered from PTSD (brought on by his psychometry and their past) He hid this under a perceived wall of arrogance and coldness.
He knew this. Lin knew this. Madoka and their parents knew this. Mai… she had been starting to realize it before he'd left back for England. Oliver was purposely pushing her away, now. Trying to keep her at a distance that would not last. Not as long as she was here. He was trying to push her all the way back to Japan…
Eugene sat back in the seat of the car, a sad, dark smile taking over his face. Keep on fighting, Mai. He thought, carefull to keep his thoughts to himself. He'll bend eventually… just don't give up on him. Because… even if she didn't realize that she hadn't given up on him, Eugene did. He saw it with every look… every touch… every argument.
He could only hope that Mai would succeed in beating his brother…
So… the language that Anabelle was speaking was Irish- as I'm using Google translate, it's not exact. I'm not fluent in Gaelic. The translation for the Russian Mai was speaking is as followed:
Well done, cousin, you managed to get yourself hurt.
At least, that's a rough translation. Again, I'm using Google Translate… and we all know how well that works. Also, I don't know if you lot noticed th ** in the chapter. I'm American. Don't know how many of you are. Our school system is... way more lenient than the Japanese school system. There's a reason the suicide rate is so high there... and school is one of them. As always, Read and review. I'll try to get the next chapter out within the next few days. Thanks for sticking with me, and again, I'm sorry for not updating sooner.