Hello, Ami here! I'm just so used to typing Ami now I've almost forgotten
that my username is Shinigami29! Oh well, I have to go on with the story
now. Just so you know this chapter is taking place just after Tyson
finished explaining everything to his team mates. That and it's on the end
of the third day. Just thought you might want to know... okay, all I have
to do know is pick out someone to pair off with Ray... I was hoping on
pairing him off in this chapter, but it wouldn't fit into the plot... well,
hope you enjoy the chapter. Bye^_^
Figuring Out
'I can't believe it,' the Little Dragon thought. 'After so many years pretending that he was just a normal kid, they found out... Mariah must be bad luck...' He shook his head. He knew that he was blaming his bad luck on Mariah just because his foreign feelings for her.
'It doesn't matter what it is,' he thought brutally. 'All I know is that it causes pain. Unbearable pain that no one would like to live with...' he heard a knock at the door.
"Come in..." he said mutely, sitting up while doing so. The door opened, and Ray walked in. "Oh, hello Ray. What are you doing here?" Ray sat beside him on the bed.
"Well, I came to ask you about Mariah," he said quietly. Tyson's eyes became hard, but he resisted the sudden urge to knock him out, and nodded for him to continue. "I know I've hurt her in the past, and I realize that know. What I wanted to know is why you've gone through the trouble of trying to make her happy?"
"You didn't hear me talking to everyone, did you?" Ray shook his head no, and Tyson continued. "Well, I guess I should start from when I found Mariah's blade..." and Tyson told the story of how he met Mariah, and of how he and his mother made a little bet, and that if he even thought about hurting Mariah again, he would torture him to an inch of his death...
"So," he finished, "Any questions?" Ray shook his head again, "Good. Now, will you please tell me why you're here? I know that you have another reason for being here then just for apologizing for doing those things to Mariah, because you and I both know that you should apologize to Mariah, not me."
"I know, I know," he smiled. "I just wanted to know the story." He paused for a minute. "What are your feelings," he paused again, "What are your feelings for Mariah?" Tyson stared at him blankly, before getting his wits about him.
"My feelings for Mariah are strictly up the category of friendship," he whispered in that oh so deadly tone of his. "I do not possess such feelings for her, and even if I did, it would hurt both of us just like it did me and-"he stopped short. He looked down, not saying a word.
"Who?" Ray asked, curiosity getting the better of him.
"Curiosity killed the cat," Tyson smirked. "So you, Tiger, should stay clear out of my business," Tyson stood up, and walked over to the door. "Now, you may stay here as long as you want, but I have to wish my guest sweet dreams, and them I must sleep myself. Goodnight." And with that, Tyson left.
But he didn't see Ray's smile, for he had figured out something important. Tyson was hurt in the past, and he didn't want to fall in love.
"Hmm..." he said aloud. "I know that Mariah would be able to help him if he found out, but how to get Tyson to confess..."
Figuring Out
'I can't believe it,' the Little Dragon thought. 'After so many years pretending that he was just a normal kid, they found out... Mariah must be bad luck...' He shook his head. He knew that he was blaming his bad luck on Mariah just because his foreign feelings for her.
'It doesn't matter what it is,' he thought brutally. 'All I know is that it causes pain. Unbearable pain that no one would like to live with...' he heard a knock at the door.
"Come in..." he said mutely, sitting up while doing so. The door opened, and Ray walked in. "Oh, hello Ray. What are you doing here?" Ray sat beside him on the bed.
"Well, I came to ask you about Mariah," he said quietly. Tyson's eyes became hard, but he resisted the sudden urge to knock him out, and nodded for him to continue. "I know I've hurt her in the past, and I realize that know. What I wanted to know is why you've gone through the trouble of trying to make her happy?"
"You didn't hear me talking to everyone, did you?" Ray shook his head no, and Tyson continued. "Well, I guess I should start from when I found Mariah's blade..." and Tyson told the story of how he met Mariah, and of how he and his mother made a little bet, and that if he even thought about hurting Mariah again, he would torture him to an inch of his death...
"So," he finished, "Any questions?" Ray shook his head again, "Good. Now, will you please tell me why you're here? I know that you have another reason for being here then just for apologizing for doing those things to Mariah, because you and I both know that you should apologize to Mariah, not me."
"I know, I know," he smiled. "I just wanted to know the story." He paused for a minute. "What are your feelings," he paused again, "What are your feelings for Mariah?" Tyson stared at him blankly, before getting his wits about him.
"My feelings for Mariah are strictly up the category of friendship," he whispered in that oh so deadly tone of his. "I do not possess such feelings for her, and even if I did, it would hurt both of us just like it did me and-"he stopped short. He looked down, not saying a word.
"Who?" Ray asked, curiosity getting the better of him.
"Curiosity killed the cat," Tyson smirked. "So you, Tiger, should stay clear out of my business," Tyson stood up, and walked over to the door. "Now, you may stay here as long as you want, but I have to wish my guest sweet dreams, and them I must sleep myself. Goodnight." And with that, Tyson left.
But he didn't see Ray's smile, for he had figured out something important. Tyson was hurt in the past, and he didn't want to fall in love.
"Hmm..." he said aloud. "I know that Mariah would be able to help him if he found out, but how to get Tyson to confess..."