Men Don't Change
Chapter 9
Kohari: Okay. I didn't get many reviews, but I suppose it'll have to do. You people that aren't reviewing are so mean! I can't believe this! I feel hated now. Anyway, I can't say this was created by popular demand, but here goes anyway.
Kai: In this fic I am...use your imagination. If you can't, then...I dunno...all of us are 16 I guess. And Kohari doesn't own Beyblade.
Ch. 9 (I love restating these things)
Hilary was snoozing peacefully beside him, unaware of how frightening the night can be. She was with him, how could she be scared? But even with her there with him, Kai still couldn't find himself able to return to SlumberWorld.
Eventually, Kai just got up and dressed. Maybe a walk was all he needed. She wouldn't miss him. Would she? Oh, who cares? She would surely understand.
He crept out of the room, careful to lock it after quietly shutting it. Nothing was happening to her, if he had anything to say about it. As much as he hated to admit it, he was a little paranoid about leaving her by herself. He didn't trust security systems. After all, how many times had he snuck by them? That alone proved you couldn't rely on them. Sneaking down the halls was the easy part. It was getting past the gate that you had to worry about. They, at least, were constantly monitored. He just hoped that Hilary would be safe for the short (?) period of time he would be gone. He had seen all those reports on television about girls being attacked for no reason, even in their own homes, and even with tight security. As stated before, he was half-afraid to leave. But he was desperate to get to sleep without awaking her.
Back at Tyson's place, the world champ had woken again and had also decided on a walk. Neither boy on either path paid attention to where they were going. They knew the city like the back of their hand and no matter where their sub-conscious took them, they knew they wouldn't get lost and would easily find their way home even if they did.
The park. That's where the boys' journey led them. Kai sat along the bank of the river, as almost everyone on their team did. Watching the waves was calming. Tyson just stood leaning on the bridge rail. The sound of water, though it was just as calming for him, had the effect that we all hate: it made him feel like he had to go. And I mean bathroom go. Rush to a port-a-john as fast as possible kind of go.
But tonight was different. Instead of having to go to the bathroom, he had the urge to go talk to Hilary. He had blown it. He couldn't get her back. Kai had won and he had lost. Life was like a really hard video game without a reset button (don't sue me! I got it from Outlaw Star!). No matter how much you try, you have to try more than once to beat the big boss at the end. And he had sure as heck tried and failed.
"'Pride cometh before a fall,'" Tyson quoted. "I guess I took a big fall. Is it worth getting back up?" Just as he was pondering this, he happened to see Kai on the riverbank. For some reason, at this sight, his hand slipped to his belt, on which hung a Swiss Army knife. Touching it, a strange idea came to his mind. He could end it here. Down there was the one who had ruined his life. Kai had complete control in training, but it hadn't been enough. He had to take control of his happiness and his life. That was what he had done when he had taken Hilary.
The brunette back in Kai's mansion groaned as she woke up, remembering where she was and who she was supposed to be with. 'Funny,' she thought. 'He's gone. Maybe he's in the bathroom.' But she was scared. She was afraid he would abandon her. The real reason she prefered to be in the company of males is that she was paranoid. She had once slept with a knife under her pillow, praying every night that there would be no occasion to use it.
When she checked his restroom, there was no sign of Kai. It was then that she noticed that the clothes that were lain out just a few hours ago for him were missing as well. He had gone out. Why? She didn't know. But she had a hunch where. Since she slept dressed, all she had to do was get out of the room.
'It's locked,' she observed. But it didn't matter, because it was locked from the inside. 'I wonder why. Is he just as paranoid of intrusion?' she asked herself as she ran down the mansion halls and penetrated the gate.
Tyson couldn't think clearly. What was wrong with him? He was thinking evil thoughts. What would Hilary say if she could see him now? He thought that one of them had to go. Would it be him, or Kai? He wanted to badly to just end his own life, but...Kai...
Kai had ruined it for him and he wanted revenge. He silently, with weapon in hand, made his way down to the bank, Kai completely unaware of his intentions or of his existence at this point. When Tyson was right behind Kai, he made his presence known.
"Hello, Kai," he surprised the captain, knife behind his back. Then, he quickly whipped it out in front of him, actually about to carry out what he had so badly wanted to do but couldn't bring himself to do.
Kai fought desperately, not sure whether he should try to talk Tyson out of it. It was then that Tyson revealed all that was within him.
"You ruined my life, Kai!" he shouted, no one hearing but the blader before him, who had his hands full trying to keep back Tyson's weapon. "You hated me all along. I didn't say anything, because I thought I was your friend all this time. I shouldn't've wasted time fooling myself! Hilary'll never love me again because of you. I HATE YOU!" With a sudden burst of energy, he tried to thrust the knife into Kai, the captain's hands shaking with the effort of repelling it.
"I didn't do anything on purpose, Tyson," Kai tried to explain, but Tyson refused to listen, calling him a liar and the struggle went on. Kai would've tried to pry the weapon from the boy's hand, but he was too busy trying to stay alive.
"Tyson, Stop!" a voice behind him called. It sounded like it was crying, watching the scene. Like they had just gotten there, but had seen a little of it, and couldn't take anymore. Tyson and Kai froze, eyes on the newcomer.
"Hilary," Tyson whispered, surprised. She didn't say anything, but approached the two, who still were motionless, and cupped her hands around Tyson's, ready to hold him back if he tried anything. All of their breathing became irregular, and as Hilary had come closer, the two had seen that her face was stained with tears, even though she had jsut arrived.
"Please Tyson, just let it go," she begged calmly, and gently removed the weapon from the champ's fingers.
"Oh, God," Tyson said to himself. He hadn't wanted it to end like this. He hadn't even wanted it to happen. It was like he had gone on auto-pilot and couldn't control what he was doing. Like he had been possessed. "I"m so sorry." He himself was close to tears. Nothing could save him now. He had tried to take the life of another, he had contemplated suicide, and he had hurt the one he loved most. He could never be forgiven.
"Tyson!" Hilary cried, hugging him tightly. He had been on top of Kai (trying to keep him from fighting back, not in the sick way, you pervs!), Kai being crushed to the ground. Tyson still hadn't gotten up, and Kai was a little confused. Finally, Tyson "dismounted" and left, Hilary being left on her knees beside and blood-stained Kai. He had only a few scrapes from being shoved to the hard dirt, but it still had left its mark on him.
Hilary stood and put out her hand to help him up, and he took it. She lifted him to his feet, but neither said a word, and they weren't feeling anything romantic at the moment. The event that had just taken place hurt both of them too much. Tyson had been a friend. What had happened to him?
"I suppose this is what you were protecting yourself from," Hilary commented, breaking the silence.
"It doesn't take much for a friend to become an enemy," Kai responded. They were both sucked into sorrow.
"So was he a friend?"
"Every one of you is."
"I thought we weren't."
"You were. Especially you," Kai admitted. Should they tell Mr. Dickenson? The team? Should Tyson receive help? They were both a little confused as to what to do. Kai was almost brought to tears himself, seeing Hilary like this.
Hilary was punishing herself. If she hadn't broken up with Tyson, if she hadn't been so cruel to him about it, would he still have attempted this? No. It was her fault. She was blaming herself for this, and Kai knew it. She had hurt Tyson, and he had tried to take out that pain on the one she loved. It just wasn't fair to her to have had to witness this.
But it wasn't her fault. Sure, she had triggered it, but it was Tyson's choice. He didn't have to try to kill Kai. But he had chosen to. It was his fault, not his ex's. But Kai said nothing. She wouldn't've listened, and he doubted he could help now. But what should they do about this? Were some things best left unsaid?
Kohari: Chapter 9 is over! What'dya think? I was planning on this scene from the beginning, but...I'm not sure it was the best thing I could've done. Anyway...review! Should they tell the others about it? Will this change Kai, Tyson, and Hilary's friendship? What will Tyson do about his actions? Or is this the last chapter and it doesn't matter. Help me out here, people! Byes!
Chapter 9
Kohari: Okay. I didn't get many reviews, but I suppose it'll have to do. You people that aren't reviewing are so mean! I can't believe this! I feel hated now. Anyway, I can't say this was created by popular demand, but here goes anyway.
Kai: In this fic I am...use your imagination. If you can't, then...I dunno...all of us are 16 I guess. And Kohari doesn't own Beyblade.
Ch. 9 (I love restating these things)
Hilary was snoozing peacefully beside him, unaware of how frightening the night can be. She was with him, how could she be scared? But even with her there with him, Kai still couldn't find himself able to return to SlumberWorld.
Eventually, Kai just got up and dressed. Maybe a walk was all he needed. She wouldn't miss him. Would she? Oh, who cares? She would surely understand.
He crept out of the room, careful to lock it after quietly shutting it. Nothing was happening to her, if he had anything to say about it. As much as he hated to admit it, he was a little paranoid about leaving her by herself. He didn't trust security systems. After all, how many times had he snuck by them? That alone proved you couldn't rely on them. Sneaking down the halls was the easy part. It was getting past the gate that you had to worry about. They, at least, were constantly monitored. He just hoped that Hilary would be safe for the short (?) period of time he would be gone. He had seen all those reports on television about girls being attacked for no reason, even in their own homes, and even with tight security. As stated before, he was half-afraid to leave. But he was desperate to get to sleep without awaking her.
Back at Tyson's place, the world champ had woken again and had also decided on a walk. Neither boy on either path paid attention to where they were going. They knew the city like the back of their hand and no matter where their sub-conscious took them, they knew they wouldn't get lost and would easily find their way home even if they did.
The park. That's where the boys' journey led them. Kai sat along the bank of the river, as almost everyone on their team did. Watching the waves was calming. Tyson just stood leaning on the bridge rail. The sound of water, though it was just as calming for him, had the effect that we all hate: it made him feel like he had to go. And I mean bathroom go. Rush to a port-a-john as fast as possible kind of go.
But tonight was different. Instead of having to go to the bathroom, he had the urge to go talk to Hilary. He had blown it. He couldn't get her back. Kai had won and he had lost. Life was like a really hard video game without a reset button (don't sue me! I got it from Outlaw Star!). No matter how much you try, you have to try more than once to beat the big boss at the end. And he had sure as heck tried and failed.
"'Pride cometh before a fall,'" Tyson quoted. "I guess I took a big fall. Is it worth getting back up?" Just as he was pondering this, he happened to see Kai on the riverbank. For some reason, at this sight, his hand slipped to his belt, on which hung a Swiss Army knife. Touching it, a strange idea came to his mind. He could end it here. Down there was the one who had ruined his life. Kai had complete control in training, but it hadn't been enough. He had to take control of his happiness and his life. That was what he had done when he had taken Hilary.
The brunette back in Kai's mansion groaned as she woke up, remembering where she was and who she was supposed to be with. 'Funny,' she thought. 'He's gone. Maybe he's in the bathroom.' But she was scared. She was afraid he would abandon her. The real reason she prefered to be in the company of males is that she was paranoid. She had once slept with a knife under her pillow, praying every night that there would be no occasion to use it.
When she checked his restroom, there was no sign of Kai. It was then that she noticed that the clothes that were lain out just a few hours ago for him were missing as well. He had gone out. Why? She didn't know. But she had a hunch where. Since she slept dressed, all she had to do was get out of the room.
'It's locked,' she observed. But it didn't matter, because it was locked from the inside. 'I wonder why. Is he just as paranoid of intrusion?' she asked herself as she ran down the mansion halls and penetrated the gate.
Tyson couldn't think clearly. What was wrong with him? He was thinking evil thoughts. What would Hilary say if she could see him now? He thought that one of them had to go. Would it be him, or Kai? He wanted to badly to just end his own life, but...Kai...
Kai had ruined it for him and he wanted revenge. He silently, with weapon in hand, made his way down to the bank, Kai completely unaware of his intentions or of his existence at this point. When Tyson was right behind Kai, he made his presence known.
"Hello, Kai," he surprised the captain, knife behind his back. Then, he quickly whipped it out in front of him, actually about to carry out what he had so badly wanted to do but couldn't bring himself to do.
Kai fought desperately, not sure whether he should try to talk Tyson out of it. It was then that Tyson revealed all that was within him.
"You ruined my life, Kai!" he shouted, no one hearing but the blader before him, who had his hands full trying to keep back Tyson's weapon. "You hated me all along. I didn't say anything, because I thought I was your friend all this time. I shouldn't've wasted time fooling myself! Hilary'll never love me again because of you. I HATE YOU!" With a sudden burst of energy, he tried to thrust the knife into Kai, the captain's hands shaking with the effort of repelling it.
"I didn't do anything on purpose, Tyson," Kai tried to explain, but Tyson refused to listen, calling him a liar and the struggle went on. Kai would've tried to pry the weapon from the boy's hand, but he was too busy trying to stay alive.
"Tyson, Stop!" a voice behind him called. It sounded like it was crying, watching the scene. Like they had just gotten there, but had seen a little of it, and couldn't take anymore. Tyson and Kai froze, eyes on the newcomer.
"Hilary," Tyson whispered, surprised. She didn't say anything, but approached the two, who still were motionless, and cupped her hands around Tyson's, ready to hold him back if he tried anything. All of their breathing became irregular, and as Hilary had come closer, the two had seen that her face was stained with tears, even though she had jsut arrived.
"Please Tyson, just let it go," she begged calmly, and gently removed the weapon from the champ's fingers.
"Oh, God," Tyson said to himself. He hadn't wanted it to end like this. He hadn't even wanted it to happen. It was like he had gone on auto-pilot and couldn't control what he was doing. Like he had been possessed. "I"m so sorry." He himself was close to tears. Nothing could save him now. He had tried to take the life of another, he had contemplated suicide, and he had hurt the one he loved most. He could never be forgiven.
"Tyson!" Hilary cried, hugging him tightly. He had been on top of Kai (trying to keep him from fighting back, not in the sick way, you pervs!), Kai being crushed to the ground. Tyson still hadn't gotten up, and Kai was a little confused. Finally, Tyson "dismounted" and left, Hilary being left on her knees beside and blood-stained Kai. He had only a few scrapes from being shoved to the hard dirt, but it still had left its mark on him.
Hilary stood and put out her hand to help him up, and he took it. She lifted him to his feet, but neither said a word, and they weren't feeling anything romantic at the moment. The event that had just taken place hurt both of them too much. Tyson had been a friend. What had happened to him?
"I suppose this is what you were protecting yourself from," Hilary commented, breaking the silence.
"It doesn't take much for a friend to become an enemy," Kai responded. They were both sucked into sorrow.
"So was he a friend?"
"Every one of you is."
"I thought we weren't."
"You were. Especially you," Kai admitted. Should they tell Mr. Dickenson? The team? Should Tyson receive help? They were both a little confused as to what to do. Kai was almost brought to tears himself, seeing Hilary like this.
Hilary was punishing herself. If she hadn't broken up with Tyson, if she hadn't been so cruel to him about it, would he still have attempted this? No. It was her fault. She was blaming herself for this, and Kai knew it. She had hurt Tyson, and he had tried to take out that pain on the one she loved. It just wasn't fair to her to have had to witness this.
But it wasn't her fault. Sure, she had triggered it, but it was Tyson's choice. He didn't have to try to kill Kai. But he had chosen to. It was his fault, not his ex's. But Kai said nothing. She wouldn't've listened, and he doubted he could help now. But what should they do about this? Were some things best left unsaid?
Kohari: Chapter 9 is over! What'dya think? I was planning on this scene from the beginning, but...I'm not sure it was the best thing I could've done. Anyway...review! Should they tell the others about it? Will this change Kai, Tyson, and Hilary's friendship? What will Tyson do about his actions? Or is this the last chapter and it doesn't matter. Help me out here, people! Byes!