Chapter 6
AN: I really feel bad for mainly Mac. And Psymon, too. Part of me hates her for playing with both boy's emotions, but another part just wants to blame all of this mess on Psymon. Then I realize that I'm the idiot writing the fanfiction and that their destiny is in my hands. Then, I get all excited. I guess the whole reason I decided to screw up Kaori's happy perfect attitude is because Kaori annoys me sometimes, and all the fanfics out there that always make Kaori perfect kind of makes me sick. So, in this one, I decided to make her a little bit....how should I say this? Er...cruel and stupid? Yeah, that'll work! And, I am VERY sorry for the VERY late update. I haven't updated any of my fics! T_T I feel so crappy! I'm sorry! Gomen nasai! Also, this chappie is a little short, but my muse has FINALLY returned, and I promise to update ASAP everyday! Well, I'll try everyday! This chappie is dedicated to my Mackie, and I'm SOOOOOO sorry for doing this to him...*sob sob* If you're a big Mac fan, you're going to be sobbing by the end of the chapter for him. Not really, but you know...
ALSO! If you're reading this STORY AND YOU HAVE YET TO READ THE PREQUEL "FINAL RACE" READ IT NOW! This is a sequel, and you should read Final Race before this story! It has Kaori/Mac fluff in it! So if you're pissed about his whole love triangle thing, then read Final Race, it'll make you feel better. ^_^ On with the story! OH YES! Thank you for your true feelings on the story, and for Garnet_Marionette, thank you! You made my day! Also, I know that Psymon is SOOO out of character, I'm sorry...forgive me. I'm SORRY I CAN'T PLEASE EVERYONE! You shall see where this story is headed. Just bear with me on this. Bear with me, people. I really hate me for doing this to Mac, and I kind of want to make Kaori look like the bad guy right now...so it's coming to her. You'll see. BEAR WITH ME!!!!!!!! I LOVE YOU REVIEWERS! ALL OF YOU ARE WONDERFUL! EVEN THOSE WHO HATE ME! I LOVE YOU! ^_^;;
Kaori slowly opened her eyes and groaned.
She was lying in Brodi's couch, with nothing but a pillow and a blanket.
"Brodi?"
No one was in the room.
***
"What do you mean?" Mac asked impatiently, "You're saying Psymon has just been coming onto her?"
Brodi nodded, "Psymon is just as confused as Kaori, Mac. Something has happened between the two, and you're going to have to talk to Kaori to get the whole story,"
Mac's eyes were blank. "I...Kaori...she loves me, right? She wouldn't...do anything stupid...right?"
"Oh, yes, I'm sure she loves you," Brodi said quickly, "It's just that since you've been gone, Psymon..." his voice trailed off, unable to find words.
Mac sighed and buried his face into his hands, "What am I gonna do?"
"Talk to Kaori," Brodi said, "She doesn't even know you're back,"
"Alright," Mac declared, getting up to the table, "I guess you're right. There's nothing I can do, huh?"
Brodi frowned as Mac left the breakfast table in the lobby of the hotel room. He knew Mac would not be pleased with the outcomes.
***
Psymon opened one eye slowly.
His sheets were thrown across the bed carelessly, and he was still sleeping in his jeans.
His back was on the floor, and his legs were propped up on his bed. He was clutching a fallen pillow to his chest but then suddenly realized how odd his position was. Psymon groaned and rubbed his eyes halfheartedly, not even wanting to wake up. He wouldn't have woken up, either, if he hadn't heard Kaori knocking on his door.
***
She knew he was there. She knew he was lazy. But for some reason, she didn't care. She just needed to know he was there.
She could hear him scrambling towards the door, hear him scraping at the doorknob, and heard him gasp when he saw her at his door.
"Kaori..." Psymon whispered, "What're you doing here?"
"I love you." Kaori said quickly, "I do not know what has gotten into me, but I know that I love you,"
Psymon bit his lip, not sure if what he was hearing was true.
"I love you," she said again, her eyes welling up to tears, "Please...please, Psymon..."
Psymon's thoughts turned to Rahzel. "Mac is back, Psymon." All of the things Rahzel had told Psymon that previous night...everything came flooding back to him. How it was a mistake for Psymon to come...how Psymon was nothing but the cause of all these mistakes...
Mac, Psymon realized, was back and probably already spoke to Kaori. Kaori must've gotten all flustered. She probably ran from him, unsure of what to do. She needed something-someone-to hold onto. Psymon realized that that someone was him. Like so many other women Psymon had encountered, she was only using him as something realistic to hold onto. Something to keep her mind off other things.
None of this wouldn't have happened if he hadn't offered to walk Kaori to her hotel room so long ago at the Garibaldi Hotel. None of this wouldn't have happened. And now he had the girl of his dreams professing her love for him in front of his door in panda boxers and a white t-shirt with blue fuzzy sleepers on, and she was close to tears.
Seeing her cry made Psymon sick. It made him want to run away and think about anything but her tears. Seeing her cry...it made him realize what he had to do to make her stop crying, even if it only hurt her some more.
"And what about Mac?" Psymon demanded angrily.
"What?" Kaori asked, bewildered by his sudden manner.
"You know what I'm talking about," Psymon said coldly, "I'm sure Rahzel told you all about my new roommate, huh? I'm sure you're just all tickled to death, aren't you? You don't give a damn about me; you just use me as a substitute for Mac, right? I'm just you're little bitch? All women are so fucking easy to manipulate, Kaori. Especially you."
With that, Psymon slammed the door in her face and tried to block out her sobs.
***
Mac repeatedly tapped the up arrow. "C'mon, dammit..."
Kaori still had to be in Brodi's room. If she woke up, she probably went to her own room, probably went to go to sleep.
Mac wasn't sure if he was saying this to himself to assure him.
Instead of moving onto the next floor, the elevator pulled to a halt on the previous floor below it. The doors opened, revealing a beautiful young red haired girl with freckles dotting her face. Mac's eyes flew away from her instantly.
(Kaori...) he thought quickly, (think of Kaori...)
Sure, Mac still had a keen eye for picking out beautiful girls, but Kaori was special to him...
He tried to remember the time he followed Kaori down into the hotel kitchen back at Garibaldi. The way she giggled when he lightly touched his lips on her neck...the way her eyes shined with adoration when he had embraced her...
When she wrapped her arms around him as he carried her up to the hotel room...
The way she smiled...
Mac nearly broke down crying right then. He sniffed and tried to brush away a tear, but the girl next to him noticed.
"Are you okay?"
Mac nodded quickly, "Yeah, I'm cool,"
(How could Psymon poison her...how could Psymon try something like that?) Mac thought numbly, (I love Kaori...more than anything...and she...she would...succumb to Psymon?)
He recalled the time Kaori rested her chin on his chest and closed her eyes dreamily. The way her skin felt when she brushed across him. How horrified he was when he found that she had nearly broken her leg. How he had threatened Marisol because of that....
But more importantly, he remember his strong feelings for her...the feelings he still had. The time he bought her a dozen roses and tucked her in that night in the hotel room...
When he whispered, "I love you, Kaori, and I never want anything to happen to you,"
How he kissed her softly and lifted her up gently and layed her down in her bed. How she smiled lovingly as he brought the covers up to her shoulders. Then how he had laid down beside her and wrapped his arms around her and sighed contently...
How he had wanted nothing more than to protect her...let nothing else happen to her...how much he wanted to let her know how much he cared for her...how much he wanted her...and more importantly, how much he loved her...
Mac buried his face in his hands and cried. He hadn't cried in years...he had never felt so hurt. He wanted nothing but Kaori, but now, even Kaori was no longer his. He didn't know what to do...
"Is something wrong?" the young girl asked, gently putting a hand on his shoulder.
"No..." Mac whispered, shuddering at her touch, "...wait...yes, something is very wrong..."
The elevator doors opened.
Mac quickly dismissed himself, leaving the young red-head very confused.
AN: I really feel bad for mainly Mac. And Psymon, too. Part of me hates her for playing with both boy's emotions, but another part just wants to blame all of this mess on Psymon. Then I realize that I'm the idiot writing the fanfiction and that their destiny is in my hands. Then, I get all excited. I guess the whole reason I decided to screw up Kaori's happy perfect attitude is because Kaori annoys me sometimes, and all the fanfics out there that always make Kaori perfect kind of makes me sick. So, in this one, I decided to make her a little bit....how should I say this? Er...cruel and stupid? Yeah, that'll work! And, I am VERY sorry for the VERY late update. I haven't updated any of my fics! T_T I feel so crappy! I'm sorry! Gomen nasai! Also, this chappie is a little short, but my muse has FINALLY returned, and I promise to update ASAP everyday! Well, I'll try everyday! This chappie is dedicated to my Mackie, and I'm SOOOOOO sorry for doing this to him...*sob sob* If you're a big Mac fan, you're going to be sobbing by the end of the chapter for him. Not really, but you know...
ALSO! If you're reading this STORY AND YOU HAVE YET TO READ THE PREQUEL "FINAL RACE" READ IT NOW! This is a sequel, and you should read Final Race before this story! It has Kaori/Mac fluff in it! So if you're pissed about his whole love triangle thing, then read Final Race, it'll make you feel better. ^_^ On with the story! OH YES! Thank you for your true feelings on the story, and for Garnet_Marionette, thank you! You made my day! Also, I know that Psymon is SOOO out of character, I'm sorry...forgive me. I'm SORRY I CAN'T PLEASE EVERYONE! You shall see where this story is headed. Just bear with me on this. Bear with me, people. I really hate me for doing this to Mac, and I kind of want to make Kaori look like the bad guy right now...so it's coming to her. You'll see. BEAR WITH ME!!!!!!!! I LOVE YOU REVIEWERS! ALL OF YOU ARE WONDERFUL! EVEN THOSE WHO HATE ME! I LOVE YOU! ^_^;;
Kaori slowly opened her eyes and groaned.
She was lying in Brodi's couch, with nothing but a pillow and a blanket.
"Brodi?"
No one was in the room.
***
"What do you mean?" Mac asked impatiently, "You're saying Psymon has just been coming onto her?"
Brodi nodded, "Psymon is just as confused as Kaori, Mac. Something has happened between the two, and you're going to have to talk to Kaori to get the whole story,"
Mac's eyes were blank. "I...Kaori...she loves me, right? She wouldn't...do anything stupid...right?"
"Oh, yes, I'm sure she loves you," Brodi said quickly, "It's just that since you've been gone, Psymon..." his voice trailed off, unable to find words.
Mac sighed and buried his face into his hands, "What am I gonna do?"
"Talk to Kaori," Brodi said, "She doesn't even know you're back,"
"Alright," Mac declared, getting up to the table, "I guess you're right. There's nothing I can do, huh?"
Brodi frowned as Mac left the breakfast table in the lobby of the hotel room. He knew Mac would not be pleased with the outcomes.
***
Psymon opened one eye slowly.
His sheets were thrown across the bed carelessly, and he was still sleeping in his jeans.
His back was on the floor, and his legs were propped up on his bed. He was clutching a fallen pillow to his chest but then suddenly realized how odd his position was. Psymon groaned and rubbed his eyes halfheartedly, not even wanting to wake up. He wouldn't have woken up, either, if he hadn't heard Kaori knocking on his door.
***
She knew he was there. She knew he was lazy. But for some reason, she didn't care. She just needed to know he was there.
She could hear him scrambling towards the door, hear him scraping at the doorknob, and heard him gasp when he saw her at his door.
"Kaori..." Psymon whispered, "What're you doing here?"
"I love you." Kaori said quickly, "I do not know what has gotten into me, but I know that I love you,"
Psymon bit his lip, not sure if what he was hearing was true.
"I love you," she said again, her eyes welling up to tears, "Please...please, Psymon..."
Psymon's thoughts turned to Rahzel. "Mac is back, Psymon." All of the things Rahzel had told Psymon that previous night...everything came flooding back to him. How it was a mistake for Psymon to come...how Psymon was nothing but the cause of all these mistakes...
Mac, Psymon realized, was back and probably already spoke to Kaori. Kaori must've gotten all flustered. She probably ran from him, unsure of what to do. She needed something-someone-to hold onto. Psymon realized that that someone was him. Like so many other women Psymon had encountered, she was only using him as something realistic to hold onto. Something to keep her mind off other things.
None of this wouldn't have happened if he hadn't offered to walk Kaori to her hotel room so long ago at the Garibaldi Hotel. None of this wouldn't have happened. And now he had the girl of his dreams professing her love for him in front of his door in panda boxers and a white t-shirt with blue fuzzy sleepers on, and she was close to tears.
Seeing her cry made Psymon sick. It made him want to run away and think about anything but her tears. Seeing her cry...it made him realize what he had to do to make her stop crying, even if it only hurt her some more.
"And what about Mac?" Psymon demanded angrily.
"What?" Kaori asked, bewildered by his sudden manner.
"You know what I'm talking about," Psymon said coldly, "I'm sure Rahzel told you all about my new roommate, huh? I'm sure you're just all tickled to death, aren't you? You don't give a damn about me; you just use me as a substitute for Mac, right? I'm just you're little bitch? All women are so fucking easy to manipulate, Kaori. Especially you."
With that, Psymon slammed the door in her face and tried to block out her sobs.
***
Mac repeatedly tapped the up arrow. "C'mon, dammit..."
Kaori still had to be in Brodi's room. If she woke up, she probably went to her own room, probably went to go to sleep.
Mac wasn't sure if he was saying this to himself to assure him.
Instead of moving onto the next floor, the elevator pulled to a halt on the previous floor below it. The doors opened, revealing a beautiful young red haired girl with freckles dotting her face. Mac's eyes flew away from her instantly.
(Kaori...) he thought quickly, (think of Kaori...)
Sure, Mac still had a keen eye for picking out beautiful girls, but Kaori was special to him...
He tried to remember the time he followed Kaori down into the hotel kitchen back at Garibaldi. The way she giggled when he lightly touched his lips on her neck...the way her eyes shined with adoration when he had embraced her...
When she wrapped her arms around him as he carried her up to the hotel room...
The way she smiled...
Mac nearly broke down crying right then. He sniffed and tried to brush away a tear, but the girl next to him noticed.
"Are you okay?"
Mac nodded quickly, "Yeah, I'm cool,"
(How could Psymon poison her...how could Psymon try something like that?) Mac thought numbly, (I love Kaori...more than anything...and she...she would...succumb to Psymon?)
He recalled the time Kaori rested her chin on his chest and closed her eyes dreamily. The way her skin felt when she brushed across him. How horrified he was when he found that she had nearly broken her leg. How he had threatened Marisol because of that....
But more importantly, he remember his strong feelings for her...the feelings he still had. The time he bought her a dozen roses and tucked her in that night in the hotel room...
When he whispered, "I love you, Kaori, and I never want anything to happen to you,"
How he kissed her softly and lifted her up gently and layed her down in her bed. How she smiled lovingly as he brought the covers up to her shoulders. Then how he had laid down beside her and wrapped his arms around her and sighed contently...
How he had wanted nothing more than to protect her...let nothing else happen to her...how much he wanted to let her know how much he cared for her...how much he wanted her...and more importantly, how much he loved her...
Mac buried his face in his hands and cried. He hadn't cried in years...he had never felt so hurt. He wanted nothing but Kaori, but now, even Kaori was no longer his. He didn't know what to do...
"Is something wrong?" the young girl asked, gently putting a hand on his shoulder.
"No..." Mac whispered, shuddering at her touch, "...wait...yes, something is very wrong..."
The elevator doors opened.
Mac quickly dismissed himself, leaving the young red-head very confused.