Men Don't Change
Chapter 7
Kohari: I'd like to send out a special thank you to Hutchy. THANX! You've reviewed for every one of this fic's chapters. (gives cookie) On with the...show?
Nighttime came around almost too quickly. Max was the first to suggest that they go home and get some shut-eye for training tomorrow. Kenny agreed, but informed them that he needed to do some research, so it was vital that he have plenty of time for it. Ray wanted to check out how much a hotel would be. It was agreed. They would leave.
Kai began to take the long way home, and Hilary climbed the dunes to the road. Tyson was glad that they had finally quit training. Kai was too far away to hear them now, so it was perfect for Tyson to have that talk he'd been meaning to have with Hilary. If only he could catch up to her.
"Hil!" She was about to start walking down the road to the mansion, but she turned around and helped Tyson up the sand.
"Yeah. What?" She remembered the way he had treated her, and she treated him coldly. She was beginning to act a little like Kai. Unbeknownst to the two of them, Kai had noticed what was going on, and had stuck around.
"Look, I dunno if I ever said I was sorry about...ya know," Tyson explained, not sure what to say. He had practiced all morning, but for some reason, it all left him, and he felt like he wasn't prepared for this, despite his confidence before. Hilary had her hand on her hip, waiting for what he had to say, almost impatiently, as though he were holding her up from something important. He went on, "Anyway, I'm saying it now. It's so different without you, and, to be honest, I didn't think I'd miss you as much as I do. I love ya, Hilary. I'm sorry. And..." He was blushing like mad, "I want you to come back with me. I'm sure Grandpa would appreciate your help, and...I could use your company." He internally let out a sigh of relief. He had done it. It was over. Now she would hug him, kiss him, pack her stuff, and come home.
"That's it, huh?" He was surprised at what she had to say. " Yeah, it's different when the shoe's on the other foot, ain't it? That's all I am to you, isn't it? Grandpa's hired hand and just someone to talk to. Especially at night, huh? Is that what you want? You're hoping you can talk me into forgiving you and then going home with you so you can try to get me into the same bed as you. No, Tyson. Our relationship never evolved to that level, and it's gone down a few anyway. So fuck off." She started walking away from him, Kai silently thinking, 'Go Hilary. You show that dickhead who's boss.'
Tyson watched her for a few steps, and then ran to catch up with her. "Look. I was wrong. And I'd never even think of doing anything perverted to you. You know that. Plus -" She cut him off.
"Oh, please, Tyson." She was red-hot angry now. "You don't really care. All you want is to be able to parade around, bragging you've got a girlfriend, and a smart bitch who'll do your homework for you."
"It's summer..." He felt so small and weak underneath her gaze. Her eyes were...almost demonic. It was scary.
"It doesn't matter. All that matters to you is winning beybattles, anyway. You're just scared you'll lose your 'trophy' to someone superior to you. As far as I can tell, there is nothing between me and Kai." She calmed down a little. "If I really matter to you, then leave me alone. I don't want you anymore, if I ever did. So please." She commenced strolling off. "Don't make it harder for either of us."
Tyson just stood there, watching the girl of his dreams walk away and at the same time, out of his life. Funny, isn't it, how life throws curve balls your way? When he had first met Hilary, he wouldn't've dared to call her anything but a witch. Now, she was his princess, his angel, his everything. Her words stung, but...she was right. Obviously he meant nothing to her now, and he shouldn't have to begin with. All he had done was cause misery for her, and now she was done with it. If she really did mean as much to him as he thought she did, he should let her go, right? But shouldn't it be a lot easier? He snapped out of his trance and went home.
The second Tyson was gone, Kai ran after Hilary. She may need some company, and there was no telling who or what stalked around in the city's alleys late at night. He could hardly forgive himself for almost taking another path from her to begin with.
"You alright?" he asked as he caught up with her.
"Yeah." She sounded distant. And a little untruthful. There was silence until she told him, "Remember how I thought I could tell you anything?"
"Mm-hm." What was she getting at?
"Was I right?" She sounded serious.
"Of course." He was confused.
"Well, I know you heard what all I said to Tyson. I just told him to get out of my life. I don't love him, so why act like it? But, why do I feel like I'm doing the wrong thing?"
"I can't answer that." She looked at him.
"Why?"
"Because I'm not you. That's a question you have to answer for yourself. But if it helps your situation, I have a confession to make."
"Confession?"
"You probably already knew, but..."
"What?" She really didn't know.
He shook his head. "Never mind." They had stopped, so he passed her when he started walking.
"Wait up!" He was already a good distance away from her, so she had to jog to catch up with him. "What were you gonna say?"
"Forget it."
"Seriously." He didn't answer her. "I told you all my secrets. All you did was tell me what everyone else knew. The least you could do is even the odds for me."
Again, they stopped, Hilary blocking Kai's way. Kai hesitated. She had a point. She had spilled her heart out to him; it was only fair he revealed what was hidden in his soul. But what would she say?
"You don't want to know," he said, and tried to shove past her gently, but she pushed him back lightly. "Trust me, Hilary. You'll hate me once you know it."
"Whatever you tell me, I won't resent it, or hate you for it. I promise."
"Seriously?" She nodded. "Swear it?" She nodded once more. He turned away from her. "I love you."
He heard her let out a slight gasp. He was embarassed, and really wanted to leave, but he knew she wouldn't let him. She directed his face to look at her, her slender fingers cupped under his chin. He glanced briefly into her eyes, then turned away. He mentally cursed at himself for being so weak at a time like this. Who would've thought the great Hiwatari could get so worked up over a girl and a secret?
"If you really mean it," she told him, "then look me in the eyes and tell me. If you're lying, then you won't be able to do it."
He did. As soon as he had said it, she pulled him closer so their lips touched for the third time. "Me, too," she told him as they parted. "I love you, too." This time when they kissed, it lasted a lot longer, and had more passion. Neither held anything back.
Chapter 7
Kohari: I'd like to send out a special thank you to Hutchy. THANX! You've reviewed for every one of this fic's chapters. (gives cookie) On with the...show?
Nighttime came around almost too quickly. Max was the first to suggest that they go home and get some shut-eye for training tomorrow. Kenny agreed, but informed them that he needed to do some research, so it was vital that he have plenty of time for it. Ray wanted to check out how much a hotel would be. It was agreed. They would leave.
Kai began to take the long way home, and Hilary climbed the dunes to the road. Tyson was glad that they had finally quit training. Kai was too far away to hear them now, so it was perfect for Tyson to have that talk he'd been meaning to have with Hilary. If only he could catch up to her.
"Hil!" She was about to start walking down the road to the mansion, but she turned around and helped Tyson up the sand.
"Yeah. What?" She remembered the way he had treated her, and she treated him coldly. She was beginning to act a little like Kai. Unbeknownst to the two of them, Kai had noticed what was going on, and had stuck around.
"Look, I dunno if I ever said I was sorry about...ya know," Tyson explained, not sure what to say. He had practiced all morning, but for some reason, it all left him, and he felt like he wasn't prepared for this, despite his confidence before. Hilary had her hand on her hip, waiting for what he had to say, almost impatiently, as though he were holding her up from something important. He went on, "Anyway, I'm saying it now. It's so different without you, and, to be honest, I didn't think I'd miss you as much as I do. I love ya, Hilary. I'm sorry. And..." He was blushing like mad, "I want you to come back with me. I'm sure Grandpa would appreciate your help, and...I could use your company." He internally let out a sigh of relief. He had done it. It was over. Now she would hug him, kiss him, pack her stuff, and come home.
"That's it, huh?" He was surprised at what she had to say. " Yeah, it's different when the shoe's on the other foot, ain't it? That's all I am to you, isn't it? Grandpa's hired hand and just someone to talk to. Especially at night, huh? Is that what you want? You're hoping you can talk me into forgiving you and then going home with you so you can try to get me into the same bed as you. No, Tyson. Our relationship never evolved to that level, and it's gone down a few anyway. So fuck off." She started walking away from him, Kai silently thinking, 'Go Hilary. You show that dickhead who's boss.'
Tyson watched her for a few steps, and then ran to catch up with her. "Look. I was wrong. And I'd never even think of doing anything perverted to you. You know that. Plus -" She cut him off.
"Oh, please, Tyson." She was red-hot angry now. "You don't really care. All you want is to be able to parade around, bragging you've got a girlfriend, and a smart bitch who'll do your homework for you."
"It's summer..." He felt so small and weak underneath her gaze. Her eyes were...almost demonic. It was scary.
"It doesn't matter. All that matters to you is winning beybattles, anyway. You're just scared you'll lose your 'trophy' to someone superior to you. As far as I can tell, there is nothing between me and Kai." She calmed down a little. "If I really matter to you, then leave me alone. I don't want you anymore, if I ever did. So please." She commenced strolling off. "Don't make it harder for either of us."
Tyson just stood there, watching the girl of his dreams walk away and at the same time, out of his life. Funny, isn't it, how life throws curve balls your way? When he had first met Hilary, he wouldn't've dared to call her anything but a witch. Now, she was his princess, his angel, his everything. Her words stung, but...she was right. Obviously he meant nothing to her now, and he shouldn't have to begin with. All he had done was cause misery for her, and now she was done with it. If she really did mean as much to him as he thought she did, he should let her go, right? But shouldn't it be a lot easier? He snapped out of his trance and went home.
The second Tyson was gone, Kai ran after Hilary. She may need some company, and there was no telling who or what stalked around in the city's alleys late at night. He could hardly forgive himself for almost taking another path from her to begin with.
"You alright?" he asked as he caught up with her.
"Yeah." She sounded distant. And a little untruthful. There was silence until she told him, "Remember how I thought I could tell you anything?"
"Mm-hm." What was she getting at?
"Was I right?" She sounded serious.
"Of course." He was confused.
"Well, I know you heard what all I said to Tyson. I just told him to get out of my life. I don't love him, so why act like it? But, why do I feel like I'm doing the wrong thing?"
"I can't answer that." She looked at him.
"Why?"
"Because I'm not you. That's a question you have to answer for yourself. But if it helps your situation, I have a confession to make."
"Confession?"
"You probably already knew, but..."
"What?" She really didn't know.
He shook his head. "Never mind." They had stopped, so he passed her when he started walking.
"Wait up!" He was already a good distance away from her, so she had to jog to catch up with him. "What were you gonna say?"
"Forget it."
"Seriously." He didn't answer her. "I told you all my secrets. All you did was tell me what everyone else knew. The least you could do is even the odds for me."
Again, they stopped, Hilary blocking Kai's way. Kai hesitated. She had a point. She had spilled her heart out to him; it was only fair he revealed what was hidden in his soul. But what would she say?
"You don't want to know," he said, and tried to shove past her gently, but she pushed him back lightly. "Trust me, Hilary. You'll hate me once you know it."
"Whatever you tell me, I won't resent it, or hate you for it. I promise."
"Seriously?" She nodded. "Swear it?" She nodded once more. He turned away from her. "I love you."
He heard her let out a slight gasp. He was embarassed, and really wanted to leave, but he knew she wouldn't let him. She directed his face to look at her, her slender fingers cupped under his chin. He glanced briefly into her eyes, then turned away. He mentally cursed at himself for being so weak at a time like this. Who would've thought the great Hiwatari could get so worked up over a girl and a secret?
"If you really mean it," she told him, "then look me in the eyes and tell me. If you're lying, then you won't be able to do it."
He did. As soon as he had said it, she pulled him closer so their lips touched for the third time. "Me, too," she told him as they parted. "I love you, too." This time when they kissed, it lasted a lot longer, and had more passion. Neither held anything back.