Men Don't Change
Chapter 8
Kohari: Okay, I feel a little hated. Only eleven reviews total? That's pathetic! Whoever's reading this and not reviewing is totally crushing my self-esteem. Oh well. Who needs non-reviewers anyway? I'm gonna dedicate this chapter to myself. Yeah, that's right. Me. Go, me! Anyway, if you review all my chapters, I'll dedicate a chapter to you! Maxie, you're up!
Max: -mumbling- Why does everyone call me that? -cheerful- Kohari does not own Beyblade or anything else for that matter!
Kohari: Hey! I own my very huge stuffed animal collection!
All: Stuffed animals?
Kohari: It doesn't matter. The point is: I don't own Beyblade. Now, let's get this show on the road. If you could call fanfiction a show.
Begin Ch.8!
Kai was surprised at what he had actually done. He had just admitted to Hilary his secret love for her. He was equally astonished at the fact that she actually returned that emotion. Then, their lips locked? This was definitely one strange night. He was brought out of his trance by a female voice whispering his name.
"Kai?" He hadn't realized he had been staring. "You okay?" He nodded. In truth, he didn't know the answer to that. They walked to the mansion, hopping the gate so they wouldn't have to explain why they were out so late together to anyone who would be at the intercom, unlocking the fence.
Kai had already jumped. Hilary was having a little trouble. Truth be told, she was scared of heights. She slipped down, finally, and Kai caught her as she fell, her face so red, it would've passed as a tomato. He wasn't looking at her, though. He was watching the doors. It was normal for him to be out so late, but they had a guest. Someone was bound to notice she was missing as well. He just hoped they didn't come to investigate while he had her in his arms.
Hilary was hesitant to stand again. The feel of Kai's arms under her knees and back was comforting. But he was surely uncomfortable, and she didn't want to tick him off.
They passed silently in the halls, hoping nobody was still at their jobs. Usually most of them were done at certain times, but with the cleaning crews, they had no idea how long the work would last.
When they reached the hall where Hilary and Kai would separate, Kai noticed she hung back. It was time for her to go to her own room, but she was reluctant. She just stood there, not wanting to go, and looking like she was afraid to go. She was scared. That room was so big. And although Kai's security were top-notch, there was no telling who or what could be in her room, waiting for her to be asleep, alone, defenseless...she shuddered.
Kai sighed. He was a few yards away from her, but he could still see paranoia on her face. 'Guilty conscience,' he thought to himself as he took her by the hand. 'Or is it something else?'
"You can sleep in my room," he explained, and she looked relieved. He began to lead the way, both still being as quiet as possible.
"Are you sure you don't mind?" she whispered, noticing he still held her hand.
"Yeah," came the answer. He accidentally let out a little gasp, and pushed her into a hallway strategically placed at a ninety degree angle from where they were. Hilary was about to ask what the big idea was, but he put a finger to his lips signalling her to keep her mouth shut. In a few seconds, she found out why he had panicked. Footsteps rang out, coming in their direction, from another 90 degree angle on the other side of the hall a about twelve yards behind them.
"Master Kai?" his nanny asked, coming around the corner. Now Hilary understood. There was no reason for her to be in this hallway, and he didn't want people making assumptions and asking questions.
"Yes?" Kai responded, acting like he had just been walking to his room when she had shown up.
"I thought that was you," she said, coming a little closer. The younger couple tensed, fearing that she might see Hilary there. She had seen Hilary in his dorm that morning, but it was late, and they had just come in. What would she say? "Were you taking a walk sir?" She was now right in front of Kai (he had his back to Hilary), and the teenage girl shrunk further away from the corner, making sure the maid could see nothing of her existence.
"Yes, nanny." He called her nanny? He hated using the word, but she had been there for him since he was a kid. He had called her that then, and he kept up with the name now. He felt like a child.
"Well, into bed with you. You need some sleep, those bags under your eyes say." She began to push him toward his room. He didn't resist, but he was trying to keep her attention on him, so she didn't notice Hilary. Not that it would matter. She wouldn't tell anyone, but he wasn't happy as it was with her knowing that Hilary had been in his room last night.
But his efforts were in vain. 'Nanny' noticed the girl backed up against the wall. She turned Kai around to look at her. "Well, well, who do we hav here, but our young guest.." Kai looked away, almost ashamed. "I figured you'd try something like this, Master Kai. Love makes a boy do crazy things." Kai was about to protest against the comment, but she shushed him. "Now, go to the room 'afore someone notices." The two were surprised at this remark. The maid took this moment to shove them in the direction of Kai's room, and they walked off on their own. "Oh, and Master Kai," the nanny called out in a low voice before they got too far away. Kai turned to face her. "Do be careful, love. Some things can be dangerous to a young girl." Kai tutted in a like-I'd-ever-screw-anyone manner before leaving, and 'Nanny' smiled. "Oh, Kai. When will you learn that emotions have their up-sides too?" she whispered to herself before going back to her work.
Kai shut the bedroom door behind them, and Hilary plopped down on the bed. He knew Hilary was too young, and he didn't want to take the risks of sex for her sake. But Lord knows, he wanted to (did I just write that?). Heaven only knows how much he wanted to. He shook his head at the thought and turned to Hilary.
Her attention was focused on the trophies and beybaldes she had admired the night before. She had no idea how much he felt for her. And he'd never admit more than the fact that he had feelings for her. 'Oh, Tala, if you could only see me now,' Kai thought to himself as he watched her eyes search the room for something that she hadn't noticed before. 'You'd ridicule me even more.'
Eventually, Hilary noticed that he was staring at her. "What?" she asked innocently. He shook his head. "Nothing," he told her as he crept closer to her until he was inches from her face. Her eyes glittered with excitement, and with love. His were full of passion for her and nothing else. She placed her hands around his neck and he his around her waist. They repeated for a fifth time what had happened before. Description is meaningless. Kisses are different every time, somehow, and they both thought this one the best, and longest, yet. No one could bother them now. They wouldn't dare.
'Who knew,' Kai thought to himself, as his tongue snaked its way into her mouth, 'life could be so perfect.' He had been striving for perfection since he was born, and now, here it was in something so simple as affection.
Kohari: Okay. I know it was lame. And short. But who cares? What matters is that I wrote it. Any suggestions for what you want to happen next? And keep it tame. I don't feel like putting sex in any of my stories. Though, this is the first one I've mentioned it in. Anyway, review. And Hutchy, you suck! You didn't review last chapter! -sticks out tongue- Don't take any of that seriously. But, please do review, and suggest, and I'll come up with another chapter soon! I hope.
Chapter 8
Kohari: Okay, I feel a little hated. Only eleven reviews total? That's pathetic! Whoever's reading this and not reviewing is totally crushing my self-esteem. Oh well. Who needs non-reviewers anyway? I'm gonna dedicate this chapter to myself. Yeah, that's right. Me. Go, me! Anyway, if you review all my chapters, I'll dedicate a chapter to you! Maxie, you're up!
Max: -mumbling- Why does everyone call me that? -cheerful- Kohari does not own Beyblade or anything else for that matter!
Kohari: Hey! I own my very huge stuffed animal collection!
All: Stuffed animals?
Kohari: It doesn't matter. The point is: I don't own Beyblade. Now, let's get this show on the road. If you could call fanfiction a show.
Begin Ch.8!
Kai was surprised at what he had actually done. He had just admitted to Hilary his secret love for her. He was equally astonished at the fact that she actually returned that emotion. Then, their lips locked? This was definitely one strange night. He was brought out of his trance by a female voice whispering his name.
"Kai?" He hadn't realized he had been staring. "You okay?" He nodded. In truth, he didn't know the answer to that. They walked to the mansion, hopping the gate so they wouldn't have to explain why they were out so late together to anyone who would be at the intercom, unlocking the fence.
Kai had already jumped. Hilary was having a little trouble. Truth be told, she was scared of heights. She slipped down, finally, and Kai caught her as she fell, her face so red, it would've passed as a tomato. He wasn't looking at her, though. He was watching the doors. It was normal for him to be out so late, but they had a guest. Someone was bound to notice she was missing as well. He just hoped they didn't come to investigate while he had her in his arms.
Hilary was hesitant to stand again. The feel of Kai's arms under her knees and back was comforting. But he was surely uncomfortable, and she didn't want to tick him off.
They passed silently in the halls, hoping nobody was still at their jobs. Usually most of them were done at certain times, but with the cleaning crews, they had no idea how long the work would last.
When they reached the hall where Hilary and Kai would separate, Kai noticed she hung back. It was time for her to go to her own room, but she was reluctant. She just stood there, not wanting to go, and looking like she was afraid to go. She was scared. That room was so big. And although Kai's security were top-notch, there was no telling who or what could be in her room, waiting for her to be asleep, alone, defenseless...she shuddered.
Kai sighed. He was a few yards away from her, but he could still see paranoia on her face. 'Guilty conscience,' he thought to himself as he took her by the hand. 'Or is it something else?'
"You can sleep in my room," he explained, and she looked relieved. He began to lead the way, both still being as quiet as possible.
"Are you sure you don't mind?" she whispered, noticing he still held her hand.
"Yeah," came the answer. He accidentally let out a little gasp, and pushed her into a hallway strategically placed at a ninety degree angle from where they were. Hilary was about to ask what the big idea was, but he put a finger to his lips signalling her to keep her mouth shut. In a few seconds, she found out why he had panicked. Footsteps rang out, coming in their direction, from another 90 degree angle on the other side of the hall a about twelve yards behind them.
"Master Kai?" his nanny asked, coming around the corner. Now Hilary understood. There was no reason for her to be in this hallway, and he didn't want people making assumptions and asking questions.
"Yes?" Kai responded, acting like he had just been walking to his room when she had shown up.
"I thought that was you," she said, coming a little closer. The younger couple tensed, fearing that she might see Hilary there. She had seen Hilary in his dorm that morning, but it was late, and they had just come in. What would she say? "Were you taking a walk sir?" She was now right in front of Kai (he had his back to Hilary), and the teenage girl shrunk further away from the corner, making sure the maid could see nothing of her existence.
"Yes, nanny." He called her nanny? He hated using the word, but she had been there for him since he was a kid. He had called her that then, and he kept up with the name now. He felt like a child.
"Well, into bed with you. You need some sleep, those bags under your eyes say." She began to push him toward his room. He didn't resist, but he was trying to keep her attention on him, so she didn't notice Hilary. Not that it would matter. She wouldn't tell anyone, but he wasn't happy as it was with her knowing that Hilary had been in his room last night.
But his efforts were in vain. 'Nanny' noticed the girl backed up against the wall. She turned Kai around to look at her. "Well, well, who do we hav here, but our young guest.." Kai looked away, almost ashamed. "I figured you'd try something like this, Master Kai. Love makes a boy do crazy things." Kai was about to protest against the comment, but she shushed him. "Now, go to the room 'afore someone notices." The two were surprised at this remark. The maid took this moment to shove them in the direction of Kai's room, and they walked off on their own. "Oh, and Master Kai," the nanny called out in a low voice before they got too far away. Kai turned to face her. "Do be careful, love. Some things can be dangerous to a young girl." Kai tutted in a like-I'd-ever-screw-anyone manner before leaving, and 'Nanny' smiled. "Oh, Kai. When will you learn that emotions have their up-sides too?" she whispered to herself before going back to her work.
Kai shut the bedroom door behind them, and Hilary plopped down on the bed. He knew Hilary was too young, and he didn't want to take the risks of sex for her sake. But Lord knows, he wanted to (did I just write that?). Heaven only knows how much he wanted to. He shook his head at the thought and turned to Hilary.
Her attention was focused on the trophies and beybaldes she had admired the night before. She had no idea how much he felt for her. And he'd never admit more than the fact that he had feelings for her. 'Oh, Tala, if you could only see me now,' Kai thought to himself as he watched her eyes search the room for something that she hadn't noticed before. 'You'd ridicule me even more.'
Eventually, Hilary noticed that he was staring at her. "What?" she asked innocently. He shook his head. "Nothing," he told her as he crept closer to her until he was inches from her face. Her eyes glittered with excitement, and with love. His were full of passion for her and nothing else. She placed her hands around his neck and he his around her waist. They repeated for a fifth time what had happened before. Description is meaningless. Kisses are different every time, somehow, and they both thought this one the best, and longest, yet. No one could bother them now. They wouldn't dare.
'Who knew,' Kai thought to himself, as his tongue snaked its way into her mouth, 'life could be so perfect.' He had been striving for perfection since he was born, and now, here it was in something so simple as affection.
Kohari: Okay. I know it was lame. And short. But who cares? What matters is that I wrote it. Any suggestions for what you want to happen next? And keep it tame. I don't feel like putting sex in any of my stories. Though, this is the first one I've mentioned it in. Anyway, review. And Hutchy, you suck! You didn't review last chapter! -sticks out tongue- Don't take any of that seriously. But, please do review, and suggest, and I'll come up with another chapter soon! I hope.