Hiya!!! I'm back again!!! Sorry it took so long for me to update - I know I got 6 reviews for this story a while back (as I like keeping track of things like that) but I've just been so busy with all my midterms that I haven't had the time to write anything. Anyway, here's the long-awaited second chappie of "A Smile and A Kiss!!!" Dedicated to all the reviewers out there who practically begged me to continue it!!!! Well, maybe not begged. . .but certainly requested it!!!

Authoress's Note: This takes place about a month or so after the first chapter.

Disclaimer's Note: From now on, see the first chapter for that.

* * * * *A Cold Winter's Day - Chapter 2* * * * *

        It was just like that song by 980 - "This Gift" Kai unconsciously started singing the words to the song softly.

"The snow is falling,

The city is whi-ite,

Your eyes are shining

Like diamonds tonight.

We're all alone,

There's no one home.

You're finally in my arms again.

The night is silent,

The moment is ne-ear.

I couldn't ask for more then having you near.

'Cuz I love you, girl-"

He stopped himself short. Love was a very touchy topic for him. Simply put, that was because he'd never had any.

Kai stared out the window at the falling snow. It was a beautiful day - in his mind, at least. The sky was dark, the snow was falling fast - it was a snowstorm after all, and all-in-all, there was just something so different about this moment. Looking around Mr. Dickenson's parlour-room, he saw that everything was normal, nothing out-of-the-ordinary.

Then he noticed a large lump by the pine tree a few feet away from the parlour's window.

At first, he thought nothing of it. Just a lump of snow, that's all.

Then Mr. Dickenson's powerful outdoor motion-activated lights came on (obviously triggered by something - probably a wild animal of some sort) and Kai noticed that the snow was only lightly covering the lump, and a knapsack was lying not too far away.

There was clearly something underneath it. Grabbing a flashlight and his coat and shoes, Kai ventured outside to check it out. Once he got to the lump, he realized that it was a person, collapsed underneath the tree. Brushing the snow off what was presumably the face, and turning on his flashlight and shining it on the person, he was quite surprised to find who he did underneath the tree.

He didn't know who to expect when he realized that it was a person. He guessed he figured that maybe it was Tyson or someone, but he'd never expected this person.

Hell, this person lived halfway across the world in Glasgow, Scotland.

This person was the Majestic's resident hot-tempered redhead.

This person was Johnny Macgregor, of all people.

What was Johnny Macgregor doing in Bay City, Japan, at Mr. Dickenson's house?

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        Light.

        Bright light.

        Really bright light.

'God, who the hell's shining that atrociously bright thing in my eyes' thought Johnny as he began to come around.

"You're awake." someone said.

'Well, duh. Of course I am. Mind you, I suppose I could also be dead right now. . .much better to be awake.'

"Who's there?" Johnny asked. "You sound. . .familiar. . .." he mumbled, his voice breaking off at the end.

"Kai."

"Wha. . ." Johnny bolted upright. He was lying on a bed, he noted, and Kai was standing in the doorway.

Kai stared at Johnny. He hadn't seen Johnny in months. God, how he'd changed. And for the better, too.

Johnny  had been badly hurt, Kai could tell that much. After Kai had found him and brought him into the house and had been asked by Mr. Dickenson to undress him so that the doctor could look at him when he got there (Mr. Dickenson was going to go and call the doctor to take a look at Johnny's injuries), Kai had discovered that Johnny had been beaten - or at least, to Kai's untrained eye, that's how it looked. Johnny had been covered in deep scars from his shoulders down. He had a few on his head, but not as many as were below the shoulders. Why was Johnny in Japan anyway? Kai was secretly glad he was though, although he wasn't quite sure why. Probably had something to do with the butterflies he'd gotten in his stomach when he'd been asked to undress Johnny. "How far?" Kai had responded in awe.

"Just to his boxers - no farther" Mr. Dickenson had replied with a wink. "Sorry Kai."

Kai remembered getting all offended when Mr. Dickenson had said that. Now that he'd seen Johnny though, he couldn't help but wonder whether or not there was truth to what Mr. Dickenson had said.

Frankly, Johnny had turned from a whiny little redhead that really need to go through puberty to someone who. . .well, had gone thru puberty. His voice was a lot deeper, he was taller, he'd gained quite a bit of muscle, but not to the point in which he was overly pumped up, his face was more angular (and had lost its baby-ish chubbiness). . .frankly, Johnny had gone from a 14-year-old eight-year-old look-alike to a 15-year-old (A/N: Hopefully, that makes sense).   He was absolutely gorgeous now.

Johnny was also eyeing Kai. Like Johnny, Kai had undergone some changes during their time apart. He was a bit taller (not much, though), he'd gained some muscle bulk, his face (like Johnny's) had  grown more angular, and his hairstyle was way different. Suited him far better, in Johnny's mind at least. He'd also died his hair black (A/N: I'm using Kai from Beyblade G Revolution instead of Kai from Beyblade or Beyblade V-Force), which also looked awesome on him and made him look far more like a. . .like a. . .a. . .what was that Japanese word again?...bishounen. Kai was a total bishounen.

Mr. Dickenson noted the boys staring (and drooling) at each other with a chuckle. They'd both grown into fine-looking young men now. . .and naturally, they'd be experimenting with love and that sort of thing (it's only natural to do so when you're a teenager). . .and that included experiment with their sexuality. Mr. Dickenson was perfectly alright with this. Besides, having someone to love, and having that same person return that love, Mr. Dickenson knew would be good for Kai.

Now, how to get them together. . .

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About 2 hours later, Kai and Johnny were sitting across from each other in the parlour, evidently quite uncomfortable in the presence of the other, both sipping hot chocolate whilst sitting in front of the warm fire, both completely lost in space. In Kai's case, there were a few things on his mind that were bugging him - why was Johnny over here, and how had he gotten those injuries? The doctor had sad that Johnny had been badly beaten, that was for sure, and it had obviously happened within the past day or so, as several of the more shallow scars had started healing. Even when the doctor had asked him what happened, Johnny had refused to say anything, only that it happened back in Scotland. Kai was determined to find out at least a little bit more about it.

"Yo, Johnny?" Kai asked softly.

"Hmm?"

"Why are you here?"

"None of your business."

"Johnny, we need to know. Why you're here obviously has something to do with your injuries, and we need to know how you got your injuries so we can make sure that it doesn't happen again."

Silence.

"Please Johnny?"

Johnny thought about it. It wasn't like Kai to plead. . .which was exactly what he was doing now. . .

Taking a deep breath, Johnny answered "My dad. . ."

Kai perked up. "What about him?"

"He. . .gets drunk. . .sometimes. . .and then he'll kick me out of the house. But he only gives me 5 minutes to get out. Exactly 5 minutes. And if I'm not out by then. . .well then. . ."Johnny rolled up his sleeves, exposing the scars on his arms ". . .this happens." he finished, gesturing to the scars.

Kai was in shock. Sure, his grandfather had been tough - cruel, even - but Kai had never once been booted out of his house, or beaten, or anything like that. Kai's grandfather was strict and evil, and maybe a bit delusional, but he didn't have a twisted mind like Johnny's father apparently possessed. "Why didn't you tell the doctor about this? Or Mr. Dickenson?"

"Because what my dad does to me is literally classified as child abuse. And if I complained, then there'd be a great big inquiry on it all, and then my dad would get even more mad at me, and then-" Johnny was started to get worked up "-he'd get really mad at me though he couldn't do anything because of the inquiry, but if they found nothing wrong -and they probably won't, by the way- then when they went away, everything would only get worse, and to top it off, we Macgregors, being such a high-profile family and all, would have all this negative attention focused on us!" Johnny gasped. (A/N: I know that was one hell of a long sentence, and I know how much of an eyesore and a brainsore such sentences can be, but I'm trying to make Johnny sound like he's really worked up).

"Johnny, take a breather." Kai was, strangely, furiously mad at Johnny's father. How dare he do something like this to Johnny? "Doesn't your mom do anything?"

"My parents are divorced. My mom lives in Switzerland. Since my dad, at the time of the divorce, accused my mom of something –forget what, though, since I wasn't even a year old when they split- , my dad has full custody of me. I think he accused my mom of being mentally unstable, but I'm not sure on that." Johnny finished.

Kai was getting a bit freaked. Johnny was beginning to sound more and more like a robot. It was just in the way he said things. . .but it sounded so automatic.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it." Kai said. Johnny nodded, and rose up from his seat and followed Kai to the front door. However they both tripped coming out of the parlour and wound up falling one on top of the other, Johnny on top of Kai. Their faces touched, their lips briefly made contact. Screw sounding automatic –Johnny was beginning to act automatic.

Or at least, that was how it felt when Johnny leaned back in for another kiss.

Not that Kai was complaining. . .