Chapter eleven: Arguments.
Kai and Isis still hadn't returned from their walk when the rest of the Bladebreakers had arrived back at the dojo. Chatting and laughing at the match ups Hilary and Max were making.
"No-one expected you and Tyson Hilary!" Max laughed. Tyson and Hilary blushed in spite of it.
"Heh, how about Mariam and Max? You two look sweet together." Max went bright red.
"That's not funny!" He spluttered.
"Come on we know you fancy her Max." Ray teased him. Max went an even deeper scarlet. Hilary noticed and decided to take pity on him.
"Hey Tyson, how about Kai and Isis?" She asked slyly. Tyson choked.
"No-way! Can you imagine Kai showing anyone emotion?" He spluttered, everyone laughed.
"Think she meant what you would do to him Ty." Ray told him, craftily.
"I'd kill him! He nearly killed her and then..." He shuddered.
Everyone laughed again.
"And all those times I've killed you Tyson." Hilary grinned; he glowed and held her hand.
They were still laughing when Isis stormed in. She looked furious, her eyes flashing with an ice like anger. Kai walked in, he started talking to her, his voice low so the others couldn't hear what he was saying. She growled and strode into her room. He scowled and walked out of the dojo, standing outside of the door.
"Grr... Kai! What've you done to Isis?" Tyson shouted after him. Hilary ran over to Isis' room, wincing at the sudden ear-splitting noise of Ana, We are. And the loud crashing noises coming from it.
"Er... Isis?" She asked, opening the door slightly.
"What?" She called back; her voice heated with fury.
"Are you alright?" Isis sighed and stopped throwing stuff at the wall.
"No, I'm not." She admitted; her voice quieter than it had been in a while.
"Wanna share?" Hilary asked sympathetically. Isis sighed again and nodded, spilling her whole story about the Espanola Angeles to her.
"... and then I came back home and told you this story." She finished off.
"Heh, Tyson thought Kai did it." Hilary giggled.
"Why does Tyson hate him so much? I don't get it." Isis asked.
"Hate? No; Tyson just doesn't trust him. It's like ever since they came back from Russia Kai became more distant yet closer to everyone and Tyson became, well, less trusting." Hilary explained. "You'll get used to it." She promised.
"I know. It's just so annoying." She confessed sighing.
They both heard Kai and Tyson arguing, well more Tyson yelling at Kai and Kai just glowering at him. "That's it. I'm going to the Crystal Palace. Training is still tomorrow at six, except for Isis." His eyes flashed in Isis' direction as everyone came out to try and break it up. He walked off, his scarf flowing behind him. Isis was furious.
"Tyson! What the hell was that for?" She shouted; he quailed though didn't show it.
"I thought..."
"Well you thought wrong obviously!" She shouted again "For goodness sake Ty," She started calming down. "At least get the story before writing it down." She told him. Walking off into her room. Where the Rasmus, Guilty. Was on. She turned it up to deafening mode and slammed her door.
"What's her problem?" He asked as Hilary hurried off to console her.
It was Dizzy who answered.
Hallo? Encase you lot didn't notice Kai has obviously helped her when she was out in the woods. Only Tyson's upset both of them by accusing Kai of doing something wrong. She explained; making Tyson feel especially foolish.
"Wha? Aw man..." Tyson groaned.
You'd better apologise if you don't want to be worked to the grindstone tomorrow. She advised to him. He frowned and decided to tackle Isis first.
He knocked on her door hesitantly. Hilary answered.
"Oh, hey Tyson." She said, looking away.
"Can I... erm... Talk to Isis." He asked her.
Hilary nodded and left the room. Isis was sitting on her bed, lotus position, she glanced at him.
"What?"
"Heh, sorry Isis. I guess I didn't think." He asked for her forgiveness, her mouth twitched.
"Just remember to think next time." She told him. "And you're forgiven. Just." She added. He beamed and walked out of the room; leaving Isis by herself to contemplate the day.
