A.N: Yay! Another chapter! Go me, go me, go me...*chants to herself*
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Firefly-chan: *blink* Yami?
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Rank and File
Chapter Nine
By Firefly-chan
"It's stupid."
"It's brilliant."
"Yes, you're right. Brilliantly stupid."
"Aw, c'mon. It's a good idea."
"No, it really isn't, Tyson."
"Yes, it really is, Raquel."
"Listen, Tyson, I haven't known you very long but I've known you long enough to know when you've thought of a completely ridiculous idea. And guess what? This one of those times."
I glared at the dark haired beauty that was sprawled over her couch, snapping her gum, and flipping through her magazine. "So what else do you expect me to do?" I snapped, annoyed. "Nothing?"
She looked at me from over her magazine, eyebrow tipped. "That'd be the main idea." She sighed a moment later. "Listen, Tyson. I'm just telling you this for your own good. You shouldn't mess with things like this."
"I don't care," I grumbled, coming to a stand. "I'm going home to get ready to complete my plan to ruin Kai's life...or maybe his weekend, at least." I turned to leave, starting for the door. "It doesn't matter to me if you help or not." With that, I stepped outside, slamming the door behind me.
I walked in silence for a moment, starting to go slightly slower as I reached several yards from Raquel's house.
I held up my hand, a grin pulling at my lips, as I flicked one finger up. "One," I began, "two," slower this time, "three."
The glossy wooden door to Raquel's home slammed open and she came stalking from the house, looking annoyed as hell. She threw up her hands when she approached me, rolling her eyes. "Okay!" She snapped, angrily. "I'll help you. But on one condition."
"And...?"
"You have to have Celestyn in on it too," She said, leaning back from me, arms folded over her chest.
"Done," I smiled triumphantly. "Meet me at my house at seven-thirty. I'll get Celestyn; don't worry."
Without another word, I turned and walked away.
***
I tapped my fingers against my kitchen table, glancing at the clock and scowled when it clearly red in bright red neon numbers: seven-fifty. Where were they? They were supposed to be here a good twenty minutes ago. I pushed myself away from the table, throwing my magazine down onto it. I stomped out of the kitchen, down the halls, and to the front door, glancing out the window for a moment before swinging the door open. I poked my head outside, sighing heavily.
"They better come," I grumbled, noting that it was starting to get dark.
I was about to turn around and head back inside when I heard faint giggling a little ways down the block. I muttered not-so-nice-things under my breath as I stalked down the stairs and peaked around the corner, shaking my head when I saw Celestyn and Raquel walking side by side, whispering to each other about something.
"It's about time," I said, glaring at them as they came to a stop before me.
"Hey, you said you needed something black to write with so I was looking around," Celestyn said defensively, fishing around in her black bag and pulled out a small gray tube. "It's black lipstick."
I rolled my eyes, snatching it away from her and shoving it in my pocket. "Figures, but it'll do good."
"So," Celestyn started as we headed back to my house, eyebrow tilted, "humor me, Tyson. Exactly how much toilet paper do you have for this little evil doing?"
I grinned, slinging my arm over both of their shoulders. "Enough," I told her, craning my neck up the sky. "Enough."
***
(8: 05 PM)
"This is how it's going to go," I leaned back in my chair, nodding to Celestyn and Raquel who sat across from me on the couch. "I'm going to go through the back alley...I found out this weekend that it leads to Kai's house. You guys will wait at the end of the alley for me since I don't need you for anything else but to help me carry out the plan."
I leaned forward again, resting my elbows on my bent knees. "I will tee-pee the house, write the words on the window, and I'll be out of there. I should get it done in a good twenty to thirty minutes...it really depends on how smoothly this goes."
Raquel and Celestyn nodded, although it was a bit hesitant.
"But," Celestyn began slowly, frowning softly, "what if people see you?"
I jerked my thumb behind me, to the window. "That's why it's dark out. It'll be another two hours before we I start off but we need to get ready.
They nodded again, more sure this time.
I clapped my hands together, rising to a stand. "Alright, then let's get this thing moving."
***
(9: 38 PM)
I surveyed myself in the mirror, making a face at my reflection.
I was, obviously, dressed all in black and in my opinion, it made me look really pale. I cringed at how baggy the pants that I was wearing was but then reminded myself that I wouldn't be in them that long. 'And besides, Tyson,' I thought, 'keep in mind of how you're going to ruin Kai's weekend. He'll be cleaning up the mess instead of doing something else...like torturing you, for instances.'
I felt Celestyn pat me on the back, smirking up at me. "Tyson," She started, mock sweetness dripping from her voice, "black really isn't your color."
I swatted her hands away, rolling my eyes before turning back to the mirror again. I winced again.
Yeah, okay. She was right.
Black isn't my color.
***
(9: 53 PM)
"Let's go!" I called, tapping my foot impatiently as I waited by the door. "What is taking you guys so long?"
"Just a second!" I heard Raquel's voice call back from up the stairs.
No sooner had she said it, Celestyn came flying down the stairs, a black garbage bag filled with rolls of toilet paper slung over her shoulder. She looked me up and down, running her tongue of her lips. "You have the lipstick, right?" She asked timidly.
I nodded, digging the tube out of my pocket and waved it in her face.
Raquel came down the stairs a moment after. Slowly, might I add. Very slowly.
"Okay, let's go, Raquel," I snapped, tugging her down the rest of the stairs. "We haven't got a lot of time."
She said nothing, and I wasn't sure if she made a face at me since my back was turned but knowing Raquel, she probably did something of the sort.
It took only around five minutes to reach the middle part of the alley, and much to Celestyn's relief, I took the garbage bag from her hands, turning to face them. "Okay," I ran a hand through my hair, "this is as far as you guys will go. Wait until I come back, okay?"
They nodded again.
"Just don't do anything relatively stupid, alright, Tyson?" Raquel said as I turned to continue my trek down the alley.
"Me?" I snorted, sticking my nose in the air. "Tell me, Raquel, when have I ever done anything stupid?"
I could practically see her blinking in confusion, and the words slipped from her mouth, "Is that a trick question?"
***
Revenge, to put it simply, is purely sweet.
I stood back, hands on my hips, as I looked over my work.
Kai's house was a mess. Toilet paper was strewn all over the trees, porch, and house, or anywhere else that I might've found a place to put it. It was so thickly applied that you could barely make out a yard ahead of you. I cackled evilly, taking the tube of lipstick out once more and starting toward Kai's bedroom window.
I stopped when I was in front of it, threw of the cap and began to write on the glass pane.
I pulled away seconds later, snickering under my breath as I tossed the tube over my shoulder.
Clearly and quite distinctly, on Kai's window, read the word: give me your best-shot, jackass.
'Now, Kai,' I thought to myself, smirking inwardly, 'let's see you top that.'
I gathered the black garbage bag in my hand and crumpled it up, throwing it in the bag I had slung over my shoulder. Looking over the house one more time, I was about to turn to leave when I felt firm hands press into my back, shoving my roughly foreword. I stumbled into the side of Kai's brick house, flinching in pain as my body met the hard stone. My hands were ripped from their position at my side and pressed above me.
"Ow," I muttered, a jolt of pain running through my arm.
"You," I heard a recognizable deep chuckle from behind me, "never give up."
"Not really," I replied, the calmness of my voice surprising even me.
I heard Kai do one of those annoying little 'tsk, tsk, tsk' things from behind me. "What a mess," he whispered, leaning foreword so his mouth hovered inches from my ear.
"I know," I couldn't help the smile that peaked at the corner of my lips. Honest.
"It'll take me awhile to clean up...possibly even my whole weekend."
"I know."
"I suppose you think you've outsmarted me, huh?"
The question caught me in a web of silence. I felt my smile pull down into another frown. What was that suppose to mean?
"I--" I started but was cut off when Kai yanked me around, but pinned me back against the wall again, causing another tremor of pain to run through my body.
"Damnit," I hissed, clenching my captured fists.
"Hurts, doesn't it?"
I didn't answer.
"Oh, don't be like that," He crooked a finger under my chin, lifting my face up so my eyes met his.
"Let me go, Kai," I mumbled, suddenly beginning to feel miserable. He had caught me. He wasn't suppose to catch me. Where was the fun in that?
"No," He said coolly, brushing a lock of hair from my face, "I don't really think I will."
He leaned in, brushing his lips across my forehead, down my nose, and then pressing them against my lips.
Daaaaaaaaaaaaamnit. Not this again.
"Kai--" My voice was muffled by his mouth. I pushed at his shoulders, trying again, "Kai--ow, damnit. S--stop it!"
He had bitten down on my bottom lip, drawing a thin line of blood to it. He captured my hands again, twisting them this time as he pinned them above me. I couldn't stop the loud whimper this time or the tears the sprang to my eyes.
'Don't do this, Tyson,' I thought to myself, 'don't let him get to you.'
But it hurt. And his touch was so cold. Like a caress of an arctic wind.
"I...I--don't want--ow!" I cried out again when he twisted my arm even more, deepening the kiss.
Finally, after a second later, he pulled away. "I," He started, breathing deeply, "don't care what you want."
"Get off of me," I whispered, closing my eyes. "Now."
"Don't," I felt him raise my chin again. "Open your eyes." His voice had softened slightly. "You have such pretty eyes."
My eyes shot wide open with that remark. I narrowed my gaze on him, and twisted in his grasp. "I don't care," I know I was wailing but I didn't care anymore. "Just let me go home."
"Okay," He dropped my hands, and I held them close to my body, cradling them carefully. He backed away a few steps, watching me carefully. "Run away, puppy." It was spoken so softly that I had to lean in to hear it. "But you'll come back. And the way I see it is you have two options...either you can come back by yourself or I will drag you back." He turned away, starting to his porch. But he stopped for a moment to remark over his shoulder, "And then it won't matter how much you whimper and cry because I won't let you go."
He disappeared up the porch, then, and I knew he had gone inside by the recognizable sound of the creak of a door opening and closing. I was shaking...horribly.
'But it's so cold out, Tyson.' I reminded myself. 'It has to be from the cold.'
But it wasn't from the cold.
I knew this.
And Kai knew this.
'You asshole,' I thought grudgingly, staring at his porch.
It didn't matter how many names I called him, though.
One thing would always remain fact.
Kai had an effect on me that ran much deeper then our game of cat and mouse.
Shakily, I pushed myself away from the wall and started back towards the alley, not even glancing back as I did so.
The night sky hung heavy above me, and I noted with a bitter recognition, that there wasn't even a single star in the sky.
End Chapter Nine.
End Notes: Okay, to save myself many questions, I will say this now. The genre actually ranges from Romance/Comedy/Drama. O.O So, yeah. Things are going to get dramatic. Yay. ^^ Fun. Okay, ahem, well, review! ^__________________________^
Paradoxical: -_- Hikari...
Firefly-chan: *blink* Yami?
Paradoxical: Nevermind.
Reviews -
ChibiBoko - Kai enjoys being evil. *nodnod*
BlacKitten-chan - ^.^ Muahaha.
Psychic'sDream - Nah, I just want to glomp all of you. X_X
Joce - ^_^
Stacey - Heh. They probably think you're insane. ^_~
White Nyako - Oh, it shall, my lufflies. It shall. BWAHAHAHA!
Vulpix104 - I guess? XD
Bester - Ah, it'll be something much better then that...
Kasey - ^^ Thank you.
Kawaii lil Angel of Darkness - Aw, heheh. Thank you, lovely.
Split-Caos - Yay! It's here. ^^;;
Noyb - I'm sorry. My writing-metabolism is slowing down. x-x
CheetaCat - Meheh.
Senshi no Death - *gasp* Anything but that! =P Just kidding, hun.
Kijin - Yayness!
Anonymous - I've updated! READ! NOW! @_@
Forget-me-not - That sucks. X_X
Mystik-chan - X_x Nope. Tyson is the uke, remember? *is afraid* Eheh..*runs away*
AntimonyZone - ^___________________________________________________^
Vali-chan - I care about the problems of my reviewers! Er, kinda. =D
SilverDeathscythe - Of course there will! *cough*inthischapter*cough*
Reo - MUAHAHAHA!
Flick - Yes, Kai does think of good pranks, doesn't he? ^^;
^_^ - Um. -_- It's called hormones, sweetie.
Lina the outlawed bomber - I have. Wee.
Anonymous - X_X I have, dear.
Sweetdeily - Thank you, hun. ^.^
Blue Demon - Meheheheh-ness.
Anonymous - *pokes the fic*
Rika - Er, calm down there, buddy, and try to keep it down to one review, ne?
lil-yaoi-witch-18 - Thanks. ^_^
Firefly-chan: Let's goooooooooooooooooo!
Paradoxical: -_-
Firefly-chan: You don't talk much, do ya, Par?
Paradoxical: Go away.
Firefly-chan: Eheh....on with the fic!
Rank and File
Chapter Nine
By Firefly-chan
"It's stupid."
"It's brilliant."
"Yes, you're right. Brilliantly stupid."
"Aw, c'mon. It's a good idea."
"No, it really isn't, Tyson."
"Yes, it really is, Raquel."
"Listen, Tyson, I haven't known you very long but I've known you long enough to know when you've thought of a completely ridiculous idea. And guess what? This one of those times."
I glared at the dark haired beauty that was sprawled over her couch, snapping her gum, and flipping through her magazine. "So what else do you expect me to do?" I snapped, annoyed. "Nothing?"
She looked at me from over her magazine, eyebrow tipped. "That'd be the main idea." She sighed a moment later. "Listen, Tyson. I'm just telling you this for your own good. You shouldn't mess with things like this."
"I don't care," I grumbled, coming to a stand. "I'm going home to get ready to complete my plan to ruin Kai's life...or maybe his weekend, at least." I turned to leave, starting for the door. "It doesn't matter to me if you help or not." With that, I stepped outside, slamming the door behind me.
I walked in silence for a moment, starting to go slightly slower as I reached several yards from Raquel's house.
I held up my hand, a grin pulling at my lips, as I flicked one finger up. "One," I began, "two," slower this time, "three."
The glossy wooden door to Raquel's home slammed open and she came stalking from the house, looking annoyed as hell. She threw up her hands when she approached me, rolling her eyes. "Okay!" She snapped, angrily. "I'll help you. But on one condition."
"And...?"
"You have to have Celestyn in on it too," She said, leaning back from me, arms folded over her chest.
"Done," I smiled triumphantly. "Meet me at my house at seven-thirty. I'll get Celestyn; don't worry."
Without another word, I turned and walked away.
***
I tapped my fingers against my kitchen table, glancing at the clock and scowled when it clearly red in bright red neon numbers: seven-fifty. Where were they? They were supposed to be here a good twenty minutes ago. I pushed myself away from the table, throwing my magazine down onto it. I stomped out of the kitchen, down the halls, and to the front door, glancing out the window for a moment before swinging the door open. I poked my head outside, sighing heavily.
"They better come," I grumbled, noting that it was starting to get dark.
I was about to turn around and head back inside when I heard faint giggling a little ways down the block. I muttered not-so-nice-things under my breath as I stalked down the stairs and peaked around the corner, shaking my head when I saw Celestyn and Raquel walking side by side, whispering to each other about something.
"It's about time," I said, glaring at them as they came to a stop before me.
"Hey, you said you needed something black to write with so I was looking around," Celestyn said defensively, fishing around in her black bag and pulled out a small gray tube. "It's black lipstick."
I rolled my eyes, snatching it away from her and shoving it in my pocket. "Figures, but it'll do good."
"So," Celestyn started as we headed back to my house, eyebrow tilted, "humor me, Tyson. Exactly how much toilet paper do you have for this little evil doing?"
I grinned, slinging my arm over both of their shoulders. "Enough," I told her, craning my neck up the sky. "Enough."
***
(8: 05 PM)
"This is how it's going to go," I leaned back in my chair, nodding to Celestyn and Raquel who sat across from me on the couch. "I'm going to go through the back alley...I found out this weekend that it leads to Kai's house. You guys will wait at the end of the alley for me since I don't need you for anything else but to help me carry out the plan."
I leaned forward again, resting my elbows on my bent knees. "I will tee-pee the house, write the words on the window, and I'll be out of there. I should get it done in a good twenty to thirty minutes...it really depends on how smoothly this goes."
Raquel and Celestyn nodded, although it was a bit hesitant.
"But," Celestyn began slowly, frowning softly, "what if people see you?"
I jerked my thumb behind me, to the window. "That's why it's dark out. It'll be another two hours before we I start off but we need to get ready.
They nodded again, more sure this time.
I clapped my hands together, rising to a stand. "Alright, then let's get this thing moving."
***
(9: 38 PM)
I surveyed myself in the mirror, making a face at my reflection.
I was, obviously, dressed all in black and in my opinion, it made me look really pale. I cringed at how baggy the pants that I was wearing was but then reminded myself that I wouldn't be in them that long. 'And besides, Tyson,' I thought, 'keep in mind of how you're going to ruin Kai's weekend. He'll be cleaning up the mess instead of doing something else...like torturing you, for instances.'
I felt Celestyn pat me on the back, smirking up at me. "Tyson," She started, mock sweetness dripping from her voice, "black really isn't your color."
I swatted her hands away, rolling my eyes before turning back to the mirror again. I winced again.
Yeah, okay. She was right.
Black isn't my color.
***
(9: 53 PM)
"Let's go!" I called, tapping my foot impatiently as I waited by the door. "What is taking you guys so long?"
"Just a second!" I heard Raquel's voice call back from up the stairs.
No sooner had she said it, Celestyn came flying down the stairs, a black garbage bag filled with rolls of toilet paper slung over her shoulder. She looked me up and down, running her tongue of her lips. "You have the lipstick, right?" She asked timidly.
I nodded, digging the tube out of my pocket and waved it in her face.
Raquel came down the stairs a moment after. Slowly, might I add. Very slowly.
"Okay, let's go, Raquel," I snapped, tugging her down the rest of the stairs. "We haven't got a lot of time."
She said nothing, and I wasn't sure if she made a face at me since my back was turned but knowing Raquel, she probably did something of the sort.
It took only around five minutes to reach the middle part of the alley, and much to Celestyn's relief, I took the garbage bag from her hands, turning to face them. "Okay," I ran a hand through my hair, "this is as far as you guys will go. Wait until I come back, okay?"
They nodded again.
"Just don't do anything relatively stupid, alright, Tyson?" Raquel said as I turned to continue my trek down the alley.
"Me?" I snorted, sticking my nose in the air. "Tell me, Raquel, when have I ever done anything stupid?"
I could practically see her blinking in confusion, and the words slipped from her mouth, "Is that a trick question?"
***
Revenge, to put it simply, is purely sweet.
I stood back, hands on my hips, as I looked over my work.
Kai's house was a mess. Toilet paper was strewn all over the trees, porch, and house, or anywhere else that I might've found a place to put it. It was so thickly applied that you could barely make out a yard ahead of you. I cackled evilly, taking the tube of lipstick out once more and starting toward Kai's bedroom window.
I stopped when I was in front of it, threw of the cap and began to write on the glass pane.
I pulled away seconds later, snickering under my breath as I tossed the tube over my shoulder.
Clearly and quite distinctly, on Kai's window, read the word: give me your best-shot, jackass.
'Now, Kai,' I thought to myself, smirking inwardly, 'let's see you top that.'
I gathered the black garbage bag in my hand and crumpled it up, throwing it in the bag I had slung over my shoulder. Looking over the house one more time, I was about to turn to leave when I felt firm hands press into my back, shoving my roughly foreword. I stumbled into the side of Kai's brick house, flinching in pain as my body met the hard stone. My hands were ripped from their position at my side and pressed above me.
"Ow," I muttered, a jolt of pain running through my arm.
"You," I heard a recognizable deep chuckle from behind me, "never give up."
"Not really," I replied, the calmness of my voice surprising even me.
I heard Kai do one of those annoying little 'tsk, tsk, tsk' things from behind me. "What a mess," he whispered, leaning foreword so his mouth hovered inches from my ear.
"I know," I couldn't help the smile that peaked at the corner of my lips. Honest.
"It'll take me awhile to clean up...possibly even my whole weekend."
"I know."
"I suppose you think you've outsmarted me, huh?"
The question caught me in a web of silence. I felt my smile pull down into another frown. What was that suppose to mean?
"I--" I started but was cut off when Kai yanked me around, but pinned me back against the wall again, causing another tremor of pain to run through my body.
"Damnit," I hissed, clenching my captured fists.
"Hurts, doesn't it?"
I didn't answer.
"Oh, don't be like that," He crooked a finger under my chin, lifting my face up so my eyes met his.
"Let me go, Kai," I mumbled, suddenly beginning to feel miserable. He had caught me. He wasn't suppose to catch me. Where was the fun in that?
"No," He said coolly, brushing a lock of hair from my face, "I don't really think I will."
He leaned in, brushing his lips across my forehead, down my nose, and then pressing them against my lips.
Daaaaaaaaaaaaamnit. Not this again.
"Kai--" My voice was muffled by his mouth. I pushed at his shoulders, trying again, "Kai--ow, damnit. S--stop it!"
He had bitten down on my bottom lip, drawing a thin line of blood to it. He captured my hands again, twisting them this time as he pinned them above me. I couldn't stop the loud whimper this time or the tears the sprang to my eyes.
'Don't do this, Tyson,' I thought to myself, 'don't let him get to you.'
But it hurt. And his touch was so cold. Like a caress of an arctic wind.
"I...I--don't want--ow!" I cried out again when he twisted my arm even more, deepening the kiss.
Finally, after a second later, he pulled away. "I," He started, breathing deeply, "don't care what you want."
"Get off of me," I whispered, closing my eyes. "Now."
"Don't," I felt him raise my chin again. "Open your eyes." His voice had softened slightly. "You have such pretty eyes."
My eyes shot wide open with that remark. I narrowed my gaze on him, and twisted in his grasp. "I don't care," I know I was wailing but I didn't care anymore. "Just let me go home."
"Okay," He dropped my hands, and I held them close to my body, cradling them carefully. He backed away a few steps, watching me carefully. "Run away, puppy." It was spoken so softly that I had to lean in to hear it. "But you'll come back. And the way I see it is you have two options...either you can come back by yourself or I will drag you back." He turned away, starting to his porch. But he stopped for a moment to remark over his shoulder, "And then it won't matter how much you whimper and cry because I won't let you go."
He disappeared up the porch, then, and I knew he had gone inside by the recognizable sound of the creak of a door opening and closing. I was shaking...horribly.
'But it's so cold out, Tyson.' I reminded myself. 'It has to be from the cold.'
But it wasn't from the cold.
I knew this.
And Kai knew this.
'You asshole,' I thought grudgingly, staring at his porch.
It didn't matter how many names I called him, though.
One thing would always remain fact.
Kai had an effect on me that ran much deeper then our game of cat and mouse.
Shakily, I pushed myself away from the wall and started back towards the alley, not even glancing back as I did so.
The night sky hung heavy above me, and I noted with a bitter recognition, that there wasn't even a single star in the sky.
End Chapter Nine.
End Notes: Okay, to save myself many questions, I will say this now. The genre actually ranges from Romance/Comedy/Drama. O.O So, yeah. Things are going to get dramatic. Yay. ^^ Fun. Okay, ahem, well, review! ^__________________________^