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Chapter 10: Knock Knock!
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"It wasn't an accident," Kai stated again. Silence. Kai looked to Amara for confirmation but she refused to meet his eye. "I'm right then?" He walked over to Amara and shook her shoulders.
"Yes," new tears formed in her sapphire eyes.
"Who did it? Why?" Kai was angry and he wasn't too sure why but he was taking his anger out on Amara. He was shaking her as he asked his questions.
"I don't know." She cried, tears spilling down her rosy cheeks.
"Kai, you're gonna hurt her," Tyson tried to pull him away from her. He did manage to pull him off Amara with Rei's help. Kai left the room grumbling something under his breath.
"What a prick," Kiki hissed, hugging her sobbing friend.
"He was just concerned," Max stood up for his absent teammate.
"Well he sure has a weird way of showing it," Nicholai rolled his eyes.
"I think I'm gonna head to bed," Amara choked out the words. Everyone said good night, not really sure what else to say.
"So you guys had no idea?" Kenny asked the Lucky Sevens once Amara was out of earshot.
"No," Kiki shook her head sadly. "She never wanted to talk about her parents. I've only seen one picture of them and her sister."
"I don't get it, why wouldn't she tell you?" Max was curious.
"I don't know," Kiki, Nicholai, and Mico where just as confused as the Blade breakers.
"I think it's best you kids let her sleep," Mr. Dickinson interjected. "She may be more willing to talk in the morning." The group agreed and all headed off to bed.
Amara heard them all walk up the stairs and to their rooms. Mico and Kiki would again be spending the night but Amara didn't feel like sleeping in the rec room with them.
KNOCK! KNOCK!
Amara jumped slightly at the sound at her door.
"Miss Amara, are you alright." Jackson stood anxiously in her doorway.
Amara smiled at her life long friend. "Yes I'm fine."
"Well if you won't be needing me anymore I'll be off to bed also."
"Of course," Amara nodded. Jackson quietly closed the door and left. Jackson had been the only person Amara would speak to after her parent's funeral. He was the only one who didn't force her to talk; he only waited for her to speak to him.
KNOCK! KNOCK!
Again Amara got up and walked to the door. "Uncle Dickie, what can I do for you?"
"Tell me that you're all right."
"I'm fine," Amara replied truthfully looking her uncle in the eyes. "Honest. It feels good to have the truth out there."
"Well not quite the whole truth my dear," he eyed her suspiciously.
"I know uncle, but it was only a few minor details," Amara hugged him. "I'll tell them the rest tomorrow, I'm drained right now."
"You better."
"I will, now get out so I can get my beauty sleep," Amara smiled pushing her uncle out the door.
"One more thing, my dear," Mr. Dickinson turned to face his niece. His expression turned from playful to serious. "I'm glad that you're accepting the Blade breakers so well but I must advise you…"
"Not to get too close," Amara cut him off flatly.
"Yes."
"I know uncle but what harm will they do…"
"I'm hoping none but right now we can't be too careful."
"But you brought them here! They're your guests. What makes you think they will cause me any harm?"
"They have to go back to Japan…I don't want you to get too attached to them"
"Is that all?" Amara laughed. "I promise you uncle, you have nothing to worry about."
"That's good to hear." He kissed her forehead. "Goodnight dear, you need your rest for the tournament tomorrow."
"Right, I almost forgot about that. Night Uncle." Amara closed the door and let out a huge sigh. She hated lying to her uncle, especially to his face but that was a promise her heart was bound to break.
KNOCK! KNOCK!
Someone at her door interrupted Amara's thoughts again.
"Now what," Amara got off her bed and answered the door. This time it was Nicholai.
"Coming to check on me too eh?" Amara returned to her seat on her bed.
Nicholai didn't say anything. He only stared at her.
"Nick?" Amara waved a hand in his stunned face. "What's up?"
"Oh…I …ummm," he stuttered.
"What??" Nicholai only continued to jumble up his words and as slowly turning very red in the face. "Come one it's not like you've never seen me in my pajamas before." Amara shrugged. She was wearing a baby blue tank top and black shorts.
"It's not that," his blush deepened.
"Then what? Tell me. It's just me." Amara stood in front of him. "We've been friends for a long time, whatever it is you can tell me."
Nicholai stared at her for another few minutes before dipping his head and capturing Amara's lips with his.
"!!!!!" Amara was stunned. All she could do was stand there and accept his kiss. But when he pulled her closer, her automatic reflexes kicked in and she shoved Nicholai away.
"Nick!?!?!" Amara gasped breathlessly, staring at her friend in shock. He gaped back at her, a little shocked himself.
THUMP! SLAM!
Amara and Nicholai turned their heads to the open door.
"Oh Bugger!" Amara groaned. "Please no." She covered her face with her hands. This was not what she needed right now.
"Amara… I," Nicholai started to stutter again.
"Goodnight Nick," she shoved him out the door. He tried to say more but she slammed the door in his face.
He leaned on the door. Nicholai could hear Amara begin to cry for the fourth or fifth time that day. He hated to see her unhappy, he wanted to blame everyone but himself for her tears but he knew he had a part in it.
"I'm sorry," Nick whispered to the closed door. "I love you."
Amara stood by her window, looking out at the lit up city. Tears ran down her cheeks freely. Why was Nicholai doing this to her now? Especially when it was kind of obvious that she had a thing for Kai. A familiar sound broke the sting of questions. It was the sound of a motorcycle engine warming up.
"Kai!?!"
