Well, looks like this story isn't going to die off that easy. Thanks
everyone who reviewed, even if a few of my readers don't like this pairing
but thought it was a nice story. I appreciate all reviews and opinions.
And Shinikami Dragon, thanks soo much for the pic, I love it! I'm going to
see can I use it as a display for my computer screen. Now, let's get
started.
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Kenny woke up with a start at the rapid knocks on his bedroom door. Sitting up, he realized that he had fallen asleep on his watch duty. Looking up at Tala, he found that the male was still breathing quite irregularly, but as steady as before. Kenny noticed that the rag that was resting on Tala's forehead the night before had slipped off when Tala turned his head some time during the night.
Getting the rag, Kenny dunked it in the luke cool water, then wrung it out, placing it back on Tala's forehead. The red head did not stir.
"Kenny, dude are you awake!" Tyson's voice brought Kenny back to why he was startled out of his sleep in the first place. "Kenny! We have practice remember, I need my blade!"
"Shit!" Kenny muttered silently. He almost forgot that was why he was supposed to be up the night before, and to think that he wasn't finished yet. How was he going to explain that he was attending to one of Tyson's former rivals who was stabbed, instead of working on his blade? Tyson anyway, had way too big a mouth for his own good. The last thing Kenny needed was everyone knowing he was nursing the team captain of the Demolition Boys back to health.
"Come on dude. You're usually awake."
Kenny walked over to the door and unlocked it. Opening it just a bit so only his head was sticking out, Kenny stared at the slightly taller blue haired male with blue eyes. Tyson seemed surprised to see Kenny so disheveled. Repressing a yawn, Kenny smiled at his friend.
"Sorry Tyson, I fell asleep in the middle of working on it. It's going to take me a little longer. Tell Kai, and I promise me and Dizzi will have your blade in balance in an hour," Kenny replied, repressing another yawn.
"All right. I'll just wait around then." Tyson was about to push the door open when Kenny shook his head no. "Huh? Why not, Chief?"
"My. . .my room. . .it's. . .it's a mess," Kenny said in a fluster. He couldn't let Tyson know just yet, nor any of the other Bladebreakers. They would make a much bigger fuss out of it, which was not what Kenny wanted. Anyway, Tala was to remain his little secret for now. He wanted to know all about the male before letting the others in on things. As selfish as it seemed, Kenny felt a bit possessive. He hardly ever had secrets or things to himself. Tala, at least for now, was the first.
"That's okay. My room is always like that until Ray comes and cleans it up," Tyson beamed.
"No. I don't like my room in such disarray. I'll meet you guys at practice in an hour." Before Tyson could say a word, Kenny stuck his head back inside his room, closing the door behind him. Situating the lock in place, Kenny walked back over to Tala. Listening, he heard Tyson going back down the stairs. "Maybe I'm being silly, but I want you to stay a secret just a bit longer."
"Or maybe you're starting to fall in love with him now that you know who he is," Dizzi said coming online. The remark caused Kenny to flush. "I see it's true then!"
"That's not it, Dizzi! I don't know anything about him!" Kenny exclaimed.
"People have fallen in love over less," Dizzi replied.
"But that's not the case here," Kenny argued. "He was stabbed you know. I did find him bleeding out in the street. He can die on me at any time if I'm not careful. This is a man's life I'm interested in. If I let Tyson know, then the whole world would know. Including my parents. I want to see what I can do without bring in others' assistance."
"A case of pride, I'm surprised at you," teased Dizzi.
"Lay off. If I had left him, it would be on my conscience forever. And it's not just that. Like Kai use to be, he's an enigma I want to crack. This will give me time to observe him without any interruptions," Kenny informed his persistent computer. "Now enough talk, we have to get to work on Tyson's blade before he storms my room."
"Anything you say, Chief."
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Kenny walked up to the four individuals that were in the park awaiting his arrival. "Sorry about pushing training behind," Kenny apologized to the male sitting under the tree who just opened his garnet eyes to stare at the newcomer. The male stood up, brushing grass off his dark blue baggy pants.
"That's fine, as long as you worked the kinks out of the idiot's blade," Kai remarked, which received an indignant exclaim from a certain blue haired male.
"Who you calling an idiot you idiot!" Tyson exclaimed. Kai gave the male a cool stare as one of his infamous smirks rose. Kenny sometimes wondered how they remained friends with all the fighting they went through.
"Oh, very original you innate infantile." The smirk widened when Kai saw Tyson's eyes flash with confusion before he puffed out his cheeks in anger.
"You!" Tyson shouted back.
"Do you honestly know what I said, Tyson?" Kai replied coolly.
"No, but knowing you it wasn't good."
"Now, now, Tyson, Kai, let's not start for the day. We have practice remember," Max said, jumping in as mediator between his boyfriend and his friend. "Let's call it a truce for today." Max batted his eyes at Kai, who couldn't resist that cute freckled face for anything in the world.
"Fine. I take back the innate infantile remark and the idiot insult," Kai said. "Truce?"
"Fine, I call his truce," Tyson said to Max.
"Good, now let's get to practicing," grinned Max.
The blonde never ceased to amaze Kenny. Kenny was sure Max could probably get the sea to part with persuasion if it came to it. Handing Dragoon to Tyson, Kenny set up his laptop, which was also connected, to his computer at home. Kenny made sure his web cam link was working in order to keep watch over Tala while he was with the other Bladebreakers.
Kenny had also locked up completely, just in case his mother wanted to wander into his room like she occasionally did. Wouldn't do well to have to explain why there's a man sleeping in his bed. Hell, he wasn't sure how she and his father would take the news when he finally told them he was gay, and so were his friends. They would probably have a coronary, knowing them.
"Hey Kenny!" Tyson shouted from a dish. "It feels much more balanced, thanks! All right Kai, let me show you what I can really do now!"
"Whatever. Let's just save all the talk for later."
Kenny smiled secretly to himself. He had always expected that Tyson and Kai would end up being a couple rather than Kai and Max. After all, they were always at each other's throats, but were close despite it. Someone once said that the best couples were the ones where opposites attracted. Maybe that was also why Kai ended up with Max. The two were as opposite as paper and computer.
In a way, so were Ray and Tyson. Ray was the more conserved type, unless he needed to be otherwise. Ray also never blurted out anything that came to him, much like Tyson had the tendency to do. Nor was Tyson tidy, patient, arranged, or modest. Yet the two were a perfect couple. It made no sense, yet here they were, Tyson and Ray, and Kai and Max, the oddest couplings ever to be made.
Kenny, for a while at least, watched the four boys battle each other, until his thoughts shifted back to the mystery of what happened to Tala that brought him to Japan. Why weren't the other Demolition Boys with him? Were they separate from each other? Were they looking for Tala? Did they even know he was hurt? If Kenny knew how to get in contact with them, he would tell them, but Kenny didn't know exactly where they were, being that Tala was in Japan.
"Hey Chief! Did you see those sweet moves I pulled," Tyson beamed in Kenny's direction.
"Um. . .yeah. Really cool," Kenny called, as he frowned. It wasn't just the fact Tala was in Japan with no sign of the other Demolition Boys in clear sight. It was more that he was alone and stabbed. How could any individual try to take the life of someone, regardless of what hell that particular person's team had put others through? Tala was still a human being. In a worst case scenario maybe it was the other members of the Demolition Boys that tried to kill him.
That would explain why he was alone and they weren't with him. But what reason would they want to? Even if they were raised to be ruthless and emotionless, surely this did not apply to the situation. After all, they were a team, and teams were close, otherwise they fell apart.
"Hey Chief, did you catch those wicked cool moves," shouted Tyson.
"Yeah, really cool," Kenny remarked absently.
Was it possible though that the Demolition Boys held no closeness for each other? It was, after all Boris who made the Demolition Boys, so maybe it was by orders that they got along. So if they wanted to get rid of Tala, a simple problem solved because no ties of loyalty were held. If the other Demolition Boys did attempt murder, why still was he in Japan? That was the part that didn't make sense.
"Unless he was running away from the abbey. . .no. . .he couldn't travel this far with that knife wound."
Not unless he escaped and the other Demolition Boys followed him to Japan, managed to corner him, and then attempted to kill him only to have Tala escape once again. Which could mean they might still be looking for him. Unless they didn't expect anyone to find him, leaving him for dead. If this wasn't the case, Tala wasn't safe and Kenny would have to be extra careful. He could endanger not only himself and Tala, but also his parents and the rest of the Bladebreakers if the Demolition Boys discovered Tala alive.
"Hey Chief, watch this!" shouted Tyson, waving at Kenny frantically.
"I see," Kenny replied. Okay, so he thought out the possibilities now, but that still didn't answer how he was suppose to take care of Tala. Sure he knew about treating wounds and such, but the real issue was the amount of blood the young man had lost. What was Kenny supposed to do about helping Tala regain all the blood he lost.
For starters, he didn't know what blood type Tala was, and secondly how was he suppose to donate blood for Tala even if by fate they were the same blood type. It wasn't as if he could wheel Tala's body around random blood drives asking for donations. That wouldn't sit right and the last thing he needed was the police carting him off for interrogation.
"Hey Kenny! Look!" shouted Tyson yet again before Kai threw something at him, telling the bluenette to stop trying to show off to someone. Kenny didn't notice the two about to rip each other's heads off before Max stepped in to assess the situation.
At that same moment, an idea popped into Kenny's head. If he was so concerned over things and needed help, why didn't he just ask Mr. Dickenson for help? Surely Mr. Dickenson would help the red head. "I wonder why I didn't think about that last night."
"What is it?" Dizzi said.
"I was thinking why didn't I ask Mr. Dickenson for help."
"Maybe because you were too panicked to have a single comprehensive thought," Dizzi suggested.
"Ha, ha. Funny," Kenny said. "How is he doing?" An image of Kenny's bedroom, or more so his bed with the still unconscious Demolition Boy in it appeared on his laptop monitor.
"As you see, still in his comatose state. My guess he'll be like that for a while. We should remember to change the sheets next week and his bandages," Dizzi mentioned. The brunette only nodded, his mind wondering if any of their efforts would be rewarded. The image on the monitor disappeared as Tyson came over.
"Kenny, you weren't watching," Tyson exclaimed.
"Huh? What? Sorry Tyson, I have a few things on my mind," Kenny apologized. Tyson gave him a suspicious look before a giant grin stretched across his face. "What? Why are you smiling?"
"A few thing on your mind, eh? Does one of those things have to do with a secret crush?" teased Tyson. The remark brought a flush of color to Kenny's cheeks.
"You hit the hammer on the nail, Tyson," Dizzi chimed.
"Oh! I knew it!" Tyson turned from Kenny and waved the others over. Ending their battles, Kai, Ray, and Max came over to find out what was going on. "Guess what guys! Kenny has some secret lover that he's keeping from us." The remark got shocked looks from all three boys.
"It's not true!" Kenny cried, wishing he could kill Tyson and Dizzi.
"Oh yes it is. Dizzi said so. And why wouldn't you let me in your room this morning? Everyone knows what a neat freak you are. Had to sneak your lover out your room huh. And your hair was all out of place as if you were doing something you shouldn't have," Tyson declared. "So Dizzi, what's his lover like?"
"Oh just the usual. Quiet, doesn't speak, your average torpid lover," Dizzi simpered. She nearly broke out into laughter when no one picked up the last part of her sentence. "They get along great. Haven't heard one disagreement between them."
"Kenny, I'm surprised. We wouldn't have suspected you to keep stuff like that from us," Ray scolded lightly. "When do we get to meet him or her?"
"Oh, it's a he, don't worry," Dizzi said.
"Dizzi!" Kenny shouted. He could not believe what he was being subjected to. "Guys, don't listen to her, she's joking! I don't have a secret lover I've been keeping from you. Tell them the truth Dizzi or I'm downgrading your hard drive."
"Okay, okay. I'm sorry, Chief. No need to start getting violent," Dizzi replied. "I was just having a little fun. Sorry to get you guys so worked up. But there is no secret lover. He just recently saw someone he hasn't seen in a while."
"Dizzi," Kenny said with a warning note in his voice.
"I won't say another word, my processor is sealed."
"Now that we've gotten that straightened out, I think I should go home. There are a few things I have to take care of. I'll see you guys tomorrow at practice." Closing his laptop, Kenny got up from where he sat. Despite Dizzi's little joke, Tala's identity still remained secret. But if this happened again, who knows if the whole incident would remain secret for much longer.
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"Mom, I'm home," Kenny called into the kitchen where his mother and father were. The young man headed up the steps, not waiting for them to reply. Rounding the corner, he headed to the last door on the right, which was his room. Getting out the key and unlocking the door, Kenny went inside then locked the door behind him. Putting his laptop down on his table, he walked over to the bed. "Still asleep. Guess I should check your wound."
Kenny pulled back the cover from Tala's body, seeing the bandages held no signs that the blood was starting to seep through. (Dizzi borrowed a pair of Kenny's boxers so when they were checking his wound they wouldn't always be met by a completely naked Tala.) Tala's erratic breathing was much deeper than before. Kenny wondered if it was because of his body being enhanced by the scientist in Russia?
Pulling the cover back up on Tala's body, Kenny looks down at the male noting that the red head's color was starting to come back. For a long minute, the brunette stared down at his sleeping patient, studying him not just for changes in condition, but with curiosity. It was remarkable how fast the male was recuperating. Was it because he was some sort of super human or just. . .was his body use to things like this?
Kenny had heard one or two horror stories from Kai, who told him and the others that the abbey was a place he never wished to go back to. Was it that bad at the Russian abbey where not just Kai, but the other Demolition Boys grew up at? "You have more mysteries than I can count." Absently Kenny brushed Tala's long red strand of hair out his face, lightly brushing his fingertips against the warm skin. Sparks leapt up from his contact, causing him to pull back quickly. A blush streaked his cheeks. "What was. . .that?"
Turning from Tala, Kenny went over to his laptop, hooking it up to his computer. Turning it on, he waited for it to boot up. While this was taking place, his focused shifted back to Tala. *I don't know why I'm thinking about him so much. I guess it's just the fact that he's here and injured. That's probably why, nothing to worry about.* Or so he told himself currently. What he didn't realize was that a stage was being set for him. A stage that would set into motion a new path and adventure for him alone.
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Yay! Another chappie finished. How was it? Did you like it people? Tell me what you think. The next chapter will contain Tala awake and his interacting with Kenny. Give me a few days and I promise to make the next chapter. I have to finish writing chapter seven so I can have that ready to post when the time comes.
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Kenny woke up with a start at the rapid knocks on his bedroom door. Sitting up, he realized that he had fallen asleep on his watch duty. Looking up at Tala, he found that the male was still breathing quite irregularly, but as steady as before. Kenny noticed that the rag that was resting on Tala's forehead the night before had slipped off when Tala turned his head some time during the night.
Getting the rag, Kenny dunked it in the luke cool water, then wrung it out, placing it back on Tala's forehead. The red head did not stir.
"Kenny, dude are you awake!" Tyson's voice brought Kenny back to why he was startled out of his sleep in the first place. "Kenny! We have practice remember, I need my blade!"
"Shit!" Kenny muttered silently. He almost forgot that was why he was supposed to be up the night before, and to think that he wasn't finished yet. How was he going to explain that he was attending to one of Tyson's former rivals who was stabbed, instead of working on his blade? Tyson anyway, had way too big a mouth for his own good. The last thing Kenny needed was everyone knowing he was nursing the team captain of the Demolition Boys back to health.
"Come on dude. You're usually awake."
Kenny walked over to the door and unlocked it. Opening it just a bit so only his head was sticking out, Kenny stared at the slightly taller blue haired male with blue eyes. Tyson seemed surprised to see Kenny so disheveled. Repressing a yawn, Kenny smiled at his friend.
"Sorry Tyson, I fell asleep in the middle of working on it. It's going to take me a little longer. Tell Kai, and I promise me and Dizzi will have your blade in balance in an hour," Kenny replied, repressing another yawn.
"All right. I'll just wait around then." Tyson was about to push the door open when Kenny shook his head no. "Huh? Why not, Chief?"
"My. . .my room. . .it's. . .it's a mess," Kenny said in a fluster. He couldn't let Tyson know just yet, nor any of the other Bladebreakers. They would make a much bigger fuss out of it, which was not what Kenny wanted. Anyway, Tala was to remain his little secret for now. He wanted to know all about the male before letting the others in on things. As selfish as it seemed, Kenny felt a bit possessive. He hardly ever had secrets or things to himself. Tala, at least for now, was the first.
"That's okay. My room is always like that until Ray comes and cleans it up," Tyson beamed.
"No. I don't like my room in such disarray. I'll meet you guys at practice in an hour." Before Tyson could say a word, Kenny stuck his head back inside his room, closing the door behind him. Situating the lock in place, Kenny walked back over to Tala. Listening, he heard Tyson going back down the stairs. "Maybe I'm being silly, but I want you to stay a secret just a bit longer."
"Or maybe you're starting to fall in love with him now that you know who he is," Dizzi said coming online. The remark caused Kenny to flush. "I see it's true then!"
"That's not it, Dizzi! I don't know anything about him!" Kenny exclaimed.
"People have fallen in love over less," Dizzi replied.
"But that's not the case here," Kenny argued. "He was stabbed you know. I did find him bleeding out in the street. He can die on me at any time if I'm not careful. This is a man's life I'm interested in. If I let Tyson know, then the whole world would know. Including my parents. I want to see what I can do without bring in others' assistance."
"A case of pride, I'm surprised at you," teased Dizzi.
"Lay off. If I had left him, it would be on my conscience forever. And it's not just that. Like Kai use to be, he's an enigma I want to crack. This will give me time to observe him without any interruptions," Kenny informed his persistent computer. "Now enough talk, we have to get to work on Tyson's blade before he storms my room."
"Anything you say, Chief."
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Kenny walked up to the four individuals that were in the park awaiting his arrival. "Sorry about pushing training behind," Kenny apologized to the male sitting under the tree who just opened his garnet eyes to stare at the newcomer. The male stood up, brushing grass off his dark blue baggy pants.
"That's fine, as long as you worked the kinks out of the idiot's blade," Kai remarked, which received an indignant exclaim from a certain blue haired male.
"Who you calling an idiot you idiot!" Tyson exclaimed. Kai gave the male a cool stare as one of his infamous smirks rose. Kenny sometimes wondered how they remained friends with all the fighting they went through.
"Oh, very original you innate infantile." The smirk widened when Kai saw Tyson's eyes flash with confusion before he puffed out his cheeks in anger.
"You!" Tyson shouted back.
"Do you honestly know what I said, Tyson?" Kai replied coolly.
"No, but knowing you it wasn't good."
"Now, now, Tyson, Kai, let's not start for the day. We have practice remember," Max said, jumping in as mediator between his boyfriend and his friend. "Let's call it a truce for today." Max batted his eyes at Kai, who couldn't resist that cute freckled face for anything in the world.
"Fine. I take back the innate infantile remark and the idiot insult," Kai said. "Truce?"
"Fine, I call his truce," Tyson said to Max.
"Good, now let's get to practicing," grinned Max.
The blonde never ceased to amaze Kenny. Kenny was sure Max could probably get the sea to part with persuasion if it came to it. Handing Dragoon to Tyson, Kenny set up his laptop, which was also connected, to his computer at home. Kenny made sure his web cam link was working in order to keep watch over Tala while he was with the other Bladebreakers.
Kenny had also locked up completely, just in case his mother wanted to wander into his room like she occasionally did. Wouldn't do well to have to explain why there's a man sleeping in his bed. Hell, he wasn't sure how she and his father would take the news when he finally told them he was gay, and so were his friends. They would probably have a coronary, knowing them.
"Hey Kenny!" Tyson shouted from a dish. "It feels much more balanced, thanks! All right Kai, let me show you what I can really do now!"
"Whatever. Let's just save all the talk for later."
Kenny smiled secretly to himself. He had always expected that Tyson and Kai would end up being a couple rather than Kai and Max. After all, they were always at each other's throats, but were close despite it. Someone once said that the best couples were the ones where opposites attracted. Maybe that was also why Kai ended up with Max. The two were as opposite as paper and computer.
In a way, so were Ray and Tyson. Ray was the more conserved type, unless he needed to be otherwise. Ray also never blurted out anything that came to him, much like Tyson had the tendency to do. Nor was Tyson tidy, patient, arranged, or modest. Yet the two were a perfect couple. It made no sense, yet here they were, Tyson and Ray, and Kai and Max, the oddest couplings ever to be made.
Kenny, for a while at least, watched the four boys battle each other, until his thoughts shifted back to the mystery of what happened to Tala that brought him to Japan. Why weren't the other Demolition Boys with him? Were they separate from each other? Were they looking for Tala? Did they even know he was hurt? If Kenny knew how to get in contact with them, he would tell them, but Kenny didn't know exactly where they were, being that Tala was in Japan.
"Hey Chief! Did you see those sweet moves I pulled," Tyson beamed in Kenny's direction.
"Um. . .yeah. Really cool," Kenny called, as he frowned. It wasn't just the fact Tala was in Japan with no sign of the other Demolition Boys in clear sight. It was more that he was alone and stabbed. How could any individual try to take the life of someone, regardless of what hell that particular person's team had put others through? Tala was still a human being. In a worst case scenario maybe it was the other members of the Demolition Boys that tried to kill him.
That would explain why he was alone and they weren't with him. But what reason would they want to? Even if they were raised to be ruthless and emotionless, surely this did not apply to the situation. After all, they were a team, and teams were close, otherwise they fell apart.
"Hey Chief, did you catch those wicked cool moves," shouted Tyson.
"Yeah, really cool," Kenny remarked absently.
Was it possible though that the Demolition Boys held no closeness for each other? It was, after all Boris who made the Demolition Boys, so maybe it was by orders that they got along. So if they wanted to get rid of Tala, a simple problem solved because no ties of loyalty were held. If the other Demolition Boys did attempt murder, why still was he in Japan? That was the part that didn't make sense.
"Unless he was running away from the abbey. . .no. . .he couldn't travel this far with that knife wound."
Not unless he escaped and the other Demolition Boys followed him to Japan, managed to corner him, and then attempted to kill him only to have Tala escape once again. Which could mean they might still be looking for him. Unless they didn't expect anyone to find him, leaving him for dead. If this wasn't the case, Tala wasn't safe and Kenny would have to be extra careful. He could endanger not only himself and Tala, but also his parents and the rest of the Bladebreakers if the Demolition Boys discovered Tala alive.
"Hey Chief, watch this!" shouted Tyson, waving at Kenny frantically.
"I see," Kenny replied. Okay, so he thought out the possibilities now, but that still didn't answer how he was suppose to take care of Tala. Sure he knew about treating wounds and such, but the real issue was the amount of blood the young man had lost. What was Kenny supposed to do about helping Tala regain all the blood he lost.
For starters, he didn't know what blood type Tala was, and secondly how was he suppose to donate blood for Tala even if by fate they were the same blood type. It wasn't as if he could wheel Tala's body around random blood drives asking for donations. That wouldn't sit right and the last thing he needed was the police carting him off for interrogation.
"Hey Kenny! Look!" shouted Tyson yet again before Kai threw something at him, telling the bluenette to stop trying to show off to someone. Kenny didn't notice the two about to rip each other's heads off before Max stepped in to assess the situation.
At that same moment, an idea popped into Kenny's head. If he was so concerned over things and needed help, why didn't he just ask Mr. Dickenson for help? Surely Mr. Dickenson would help the red head. "I wonder why I didn't think about that last night."
"What is it?" Dizzi said.
"I was thinking why didn't I ask Mr. Dickenson for help."
"Maybe because you were too panicked to have a single comprehensive thought," Dizzi suggested.
"Ha, ha. Funny," Kenny said. "How is he doing?" An image of Kenny's bedroom, or more so his bed with the still unconscious Demolition Boy in it appeared on his laptop monitor.
"As you see, still in his comatose state. My guess he'll be like that for a while. We should remember to change the sheets next week and his bandages," Dizzi mentioned. The brunette only nodded, his mind wondering if any of their efforts would be rewarded. The image on the monitor disappeared as Tyson came over.
"Kenny, you weren't watching," Tyson exclaimed.
"Huh? What? Sorry Tyson, I have a few things on my mind," Kenny apologized. Tyson gave him a suspicious look before a giant grin stretched across his face. "What? Why are you smiling?"
"A few thing on your mind, eh? Does one of those things have to do with a secret crush?" teased Tyson. The remark brought a flush of color to Kenny's cheeks.
"You hit the hammer on the nail, Tyson," Dizzi chimed.
"Oh! I knew it!" Tyson turned from Kenny and waved the others over. Ending their battles, Kai, Ray, and Max came over to find out what was going on. "Guess what guys! Kenny has some secret lover that he's keeping from us." The remark got shocked looks from all three boys.
"It's not true!" Kenny cried, wishing he could kill Tyson and Dizzi.
"Oh yes it is. Dizzi said so. And why wouldn't you let me in your room this morning? Everyone knows what a neat freak you are. Had to sneak your lover out your room huh. And your hair was all out of place as if you were doing something you shouldn't have," Tyson declared. "So Dizzi, what's his lover like?"
"Oh just the usual. Quiet, doesn't speak, your average torpid lover," Dizzi simpered. She nearly broke out into laughter when no one picked up the last part of her sentence. "They get along great. Haven't heard one disagreement between them."
"Kenny, I'm surprised. We wouldn't have suspected you to keep stuff like that from us," Ray scolded lightly. "When do we get to meet him or her?"
"Oh, it's a he, don't worry," Dizzi said.
"Dizzi!" Kenny shouted. He could not believe what he was being subjected to. "Guys, don't listen to her, she's joking! I don't have a secret lover I've been keeping from you. Tell them the truth Dizzi or I'm downgrading your hard drive."
"Okay, okay. I'm sorry, Chief. No need to start getting violent," Dizzi replied. "I was just having a little fun. Sorry to get you guys so worked up. But there is no secret lover. He just recently saw someone he hasn't seen in a while."
"Dizzi," Kenny said with a warning note in his voice.
"I won't say another word, my processor is sealed."
"Now that we've gotten that straightened out, I think I should go home. There are a few things I have to take care of. I'll see you guys tomorrow at practice." Closing his laptop, Kenny got up from where he sat. Despite Dizzi's little joke, Tala's identity still remained secret. But if this happened again, who knows if the whole incident would remain secret for much longer.
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"Mom, I'm home," Kenny called into the kitchen where his mother and father were. The young man headed up the steps, not waiting for them to reply. Rounding the corner, he headed to the last door on the right, which was his room. Getting out the key and unlocking the door, Kenny went inside then locked the door behind him. Putting his laptop down on his table, he walked over to the bed. "Still asleep. Guess I should check your wound."
Kenny pulled back the cover from Tala's body, seeing the bandages held no signs that the blood was starting to seep through. (Dizzi borrowed a pair of Kenny's boxers so when they were checking his wound they wouldn't always be met by a completely naked Tala.) Tala's erratic breathing was much deeper than before. Kenny wondered if it was because of his body being enhanced by the scientist in Russia?
Pulling the cover back up on Tala's body, Kenny looks down at the male noting that the red head's color was starting to come back. For a long minute, the brunette stared down at his sleeping patient, studying him not just for changes in condition, but with curiosity. It was remarkable how fast the male was recuperating. Was it because he was some sort of super human or just. . .was his body use to things like this?
Kenny had heard one or two horror stories from Kai, who told him and the others that the abbey was a place he never wished to go back to. Was it that bad at the Russian abbey where not just Kai, but the other Demolition Boys grew up at? "You have more mysteries than I can count." Absently Kenny brushed Tala's long red strand of hair out his face, lightly brushing his fingertips against the warm skin. Sparks leapt up from his contact, causing him to pull back quickly. A blush streaked his cheeks. "What was. . .that?"
Turning from Tala, Kenny went over to his laptop, hooking it up to his computer. Turning it on, he waited for it to boot up. While this was taking place, his focused shifted back to Tala. *I don't know why I'm thinking about him so much. I guess it's just the fact that he's here and injured. That's probably why, nothing to worry about.* Or so he told himself currently. What he didn't realize was that a stage was being set for him. A stage that would set into motion a new path and adventure for him alone.
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Yay! Another chappie finished. How was it? Did you like it people? Tell me what you think. The next chapter will contain Tala awake and his interacting with Kenny. Give me a few days and I promise to make the next chapter. I have to finish writing chapter seven so I can have that ready to post when the time comes.