Tee hee! Silly me! poof! I had originally spelt Kai's last name right, but then I started repeating it in my head and it sounded as if it had an 'i' instead of an 'a' so it's my fault for not going with my first choice. Thank you to everyone who helped me correct my mistakes!
TNTiggris: thanks anyways! and I'm sure your spelling doesn't suck! Have a little more faith
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crazy nek0-JIN:…………you're like my favorite author, I love your fic '10 days to make you mine.' I'm not sure if I reviewed though…I could kill myself I promise to review when you next update! BTW, when are you going to update next? Thanks for helping me with the spelling!
azn hiwatari: thanks for adding me to your fav's!...and for telling me the write spelling. I know! What an idiot that person is! Who the hell writes a flame in another language?! I can barely read my own! Teehee…or speak much of it Your fics are awesome too! Tee hee.
DarkGift: I actually spelt it wrong silly me, thanks anyways though! Yeah, there aren't enough fic's with a twist to Kai's personality, I find them interesting to read so I thought I'd give it a shot.
Cat in the web: it will!
autumnburn: I spelt it wrong thanks for your help!
Forfirith: The dark angel: I'm glad you think so
Blazing Phoenix L: I thought I had read something like that in one of the chapters of the book, 'Titanic, the long night,' so I decided to put a twist into the ending. And it works
Du: I don't bother with something as pointless as this. If you want to send a flame, do it properly, I don't care. A review is a review, and you can go right ahead. I didn't know certain people were this pathetic. It's amazing really.
ninfan: yes, I agree totally. I almost fainted when I read it over the third time, it sounded terrible! Don't worry, I'll make Ray as less of a mother's boy as possible, while still maintaining his high respect for her.
Hipa: guess you'll have to wait and see!
ChibiNekoSakura: yup! Eventually! and same here, Kai's much better being flirty!
Reis1gurl: I spelt it wrong but thank you bundles! And I love pudding too! And you, oh faithful one!
You'll never see this one coming, but I guess I really bring out the flirty Kai in this chapter.
Contemplation's of a complicated soul
"I tell you, I've never hated anyone more, than I hate Kai." I growled, drowning a glass of red wine down my raspy throat.
"You do not hate him Ray. You're only upset with the way he acted." Max sighed, this argument on whether or not I hated Kai was going on for quite a while now.
"Yeah, Max is right. Plus, you can't possibly actually hate him. You don't know him well enough to do so." Enrique added, pulling the goblet of wine away from me, "And don't by greedy, we need a good drink too you know."
I scowled venomously, "So now you're telling me to mind my manners also? First mother and then Kai, don't add to my growing list of recent pains."
"Ray, If you don't calm down I'll be forced to take action, and I grantee you won't like it one bit." Johnny threatened.
I knew the threat was fake, so I continued to blubber on about how I hate Kai, "He's a wicked prune! Sour, wrinkly and he makes me gag!"
Tyson snickered slightly, "Wrinkly? Gosh Ray, haven't you been taking a close look at lady love."
"Watch who you mock. You just called Ray's future lover lady love." Enrique laughed, slapping Tyson in the back.
"He is not my future lover! And he isn't wrinkly! But he sure is sour!" I exclaimed, retrieving my glass of wine from Enrique's grasp.
"Looks like someone's defending lover boy." Tyson teased in his annoying sing-song voice.
My left eye twitched dangerously, but I decided not to waste my breath anymore. I turned sharply on my heel and stormed into the opposite direction.
"Never, ever again!" I cursed in silent whispers as I tried to concentrate on choosing the perfect pear to eat.
"Ah, so destiny decided to met us up again." Came Kai's husky voice, breathing down my neck.
I gasped as his warm breath tickled my highly sensitive skin, but I shook that thought away. He was the enemy.
I whirled around to send him off but he grabbed my waist and caused me to blush feverishly as his nose was a mere centimeter from mine.
"What are you doing? I thought I made it clear that I never wanted to see you again." Though my heart was pumping with such speed and my cheeks burning I stayed calm and tried to keep my breathing under control.
"Oh? And when exactly did you say that? If I remember correctly, you stomped my foot, called me foul and rushed of like there was no tomorrow." Kai's expression didn't change the slightest from when I first laid eyes on him.
His eyes held a mysterious twinkle of amusement, damage and a playful spirit buried so deep it would eons to recover it to full health. His posture was built to perfection, shoulders squared and pushed back, long, muscled legs that allowed him to move with infinite determination and his head held back that no matter what the occasion, he always looked the most important.
Once again I shook that thought away, he now had a small smirk plastered across his face with lips slightly parted to reveal dazzling white teeth and his eyes showed he was waiting for me to say something smart so he can tackle me with twice the force.
I wasn't about to answer. Am I stubborn? Maybe. Am I at a loss for words? Definitely. And to tell you the truth, as much as I hated him practically leaning on me, he was drop dead gorgeous, and I absolutely love the attention I'm getting.
Clearing my throat I finally spoke, "By my tone of voice you should have guessed what I had meant. I was hoping the man that my parents speak so highly of was a bit smarter."
"Oh?" He raised one brow in mock amusement, "So you were looking forward to meeting me."
I thought before I spoke, though this time it didn't take so long, "Why not, I don't judge a person to be terrible before I even meet them. I'm not like that."
"So I take it I've made a horrible first impression on you?"
"You could say that. You should be happy I strongly believe in second chances." Though he was non-deserving of one, I found myself compelled to say so.
"Good." With a light peck on the cheek, he was off again, disappearing into the thick crowds.
My heart raced and my cheeks burned such intensity that a dark red tinge of blush appeared quite clearly across my sun kissed skin. Had Kai really kissed me? Was I just imagining it? No. I was positive I had felt his lips there. Even if it was only for a split second, it was like fire. It sent shock waves of electricity coursing through my veins and jolting my body into new life.
I couldn't believe it. Oh I so hope no one saw that. If they did, id rather die. I shakily picked up a crystal chalice filled with water and drank until my body cooled down enough so that I may function properly. As I turned around I saw a couple in their late 40's walking towards me.
I started to panic. Did they see it all? No, I forced myself not to be absurd. There was no way they would have seen this.
"Hello. You friends told us we may find you here." Said the smiling woman, "You must be Ray, how wonderful to meet you. I've heard such great things about you."
I shook her outstretched hand and then the males.
Bowing slightly I said, "It great to meet you too." As I looked closer I saw they greatly resembled Kai, hoping I was right I continued, "And you must be Kai's parents."
"Yes. How very observant. Have you met our son yet?" She asked.
"Yes, he's…charming." I smiled uncomfortably, thinking of a way to describe Kai, "Mrs.-umm…"
"Oh! How rude of me! I'm Daniela and my husband is Graden." She smiled apologetically, "I just came to get acquainted and see just who this wonderful Ray Kon is."
"I suppose the next time we'll be meeting up again is at the feast we're throwing tomorrow." Gradon bowed and waited for his wife.
Bowing her goodbyes she left with her husband. I let out the breath I was holding, Kai was nothing like his parents. He was…interesting in his own little ways.
"Ray!" Great, it was Tyson and the rest.
"They were practically grilling you! What they say?" Tyson asked, large midnight orbs shining in excitement.
"You're either really, deaf or really dumb." Johnny grunted towards Tyson, "They came to say hi, plain and simple."
Tyson glared at the feisty red-head but decided to remain silent.
"But if they were grilling you, like every dating book says, they just want to know if you're well suited for Kai." Enrique picked up where Johnny left off.
"Well suited? I thought I had said I wasn't interested in him." My voice was softer, since I really didn't know what to think of Kai at this point.
"Really now! You've got to give this guy another chance. Move on into the future instead of dwelling in the past." Max rubbed his temples in slight annoyance at my sheer stubbornness.
"Easier said than done. He takes things too far." I continued on grumbling.
"One teensy joke about you're ever evident manners and you fly of the table, learn to lighten up Ray, I don't know why you're taking this so seriously." Johnny huffed from beside me.
I hung my head slightly. Why was I making such a big deal out of this? Was it because I didn't know what to think about Kai? Quite possibly. But I was no where near to liking him, he's just toying with me. And it gets on my every last nerve. Or maybe it's because of my parents, my mother actually, they're trying to turn me into someone I'm not and I'm absolutely hating it.
"I'll lighten up when Hiwatari acts his age." I retorted angrily, they were my best friends from childhood; I should want to tell them what's wrong. But I can't, complications such as these are better dealt with alone.
"Alright Ray, but you know you'll have to face him soon, you're going to his mansion tomorrow aren't you?" Max asked from under the table.
"Yes…Max? What do you think you're doing under there?"
"I lost my fork somewhere here……ah ha! Nope, just a tooth pick."
I sighed and walked over to where my father stood, chatting away with recent acquaintances.
"There you are son." My father turned around as he saw me approaching, "I was looking all over for you, we're going home now."
I nodded, for the first time this night I felt the constant pull of sleep dragging my eyelids shut, into a world of bliss…oh that would be heaven.
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The limo driver held the door open and helped my mother out, then father stepped out and I stumbled out, very ungraciously. I didn't care though. I was so tired I could sleep on the porch if I was allowed to.
The butler, on time, opened the large metal encrusted door to the large marble hall waiting for our arrival.
There was a gold carpet running across the middle of the white tiles that extended to where ever the doorways were placed. Fine cherry wood side tables and benches decorated the plain area with crystalline chandler's dangling on stiff silver cords attached to rounded hooks on the high ceiling.
Into the background the silhouette of white carpeted stairs led to the bedrooms and bathing areas that were stationed above. To the right, a fairly large oak wood door, bordered with shining gold led to the very bottom of the palace, the 'deep well' as I so often called it.
It was specifically used to hold supplies; old toys, battle equipment, used linins and clothes meant for washing, and of course guest rooms located at the very end. It was very warm downstairs and so my parents decided to convert the empty open space in the middle into a lounge room for the well deserving servants.
Actually they're more like family now, it just feels so natural to have them around 24/7, and like family, they are treated with high levels of respect and generosity, and in turn they enjoyed working at the our Palace and were delighted to serve our every needs.
I yawned and bid my goodbyes, "Night mother, night father."
"Good night dear." My mother called after my retreating figure.
"We'll send someone to wake you early tomorrow." My father added.
"Ok." I yawned once again and trudged up the tiring flight of stairs and into my room.
A large four poster bed beckoned me closer, it's sheets of neatly ironed pure white looked very inviting at the moment. I shoved aside the curtains and climbed into bed, greeted by millions of fluffy pillows. I sighed and remembered how much this room has changed over the years.
For one, I finally have my own en-suite, the downside; I have to share it with my brother Lee.
Large oil paintings of gorgeous white tigers decorated every inch of my picture wall- a wall holding: paintings, posters and photographs.
The easily dirtied white carpet was changed to a plush maroon one- although my brother and I fought that I'd be changing the whole theme of the house, in the end I convinced him that it was my room, and the decision wasn't going to ruin the house.
Crystal figurines of dazzling tigers were soon replaced with the dull wooden ones that sat solemnly on green marble topped oak tables.
Rare rocks and white gold wrist adorners were carefully placed in a clear glass box on either sides of the doors- Lee complained that rocks were junk and the glass boxes too bulky many times when I had first placed them there.
A small bookshelf held thick hard cover novels of brave soldiers and fantasy fiction stories- Elder ones say fiction isn't good for the young mind, but what do they know?
A small drawer at the very bottom of the two storied shelf stored my prized journal- not a diary, a journal. I think freeing your mind of certain things is good for the soul.
Smaller items included a; phone, writing corner (quills and all), and comfortable seating places here and there.
By what I described above, people may say that my brother Lee's high maintenance and bossy, but he's not. He's understanding and loyal. And a great friend when you need one and a brother when you don't. Not to mention he gives the greatest advice around…maybe I should talk to him about Kai, maybe in the morning.
My eyelids grew heavy and dropped, sending me into a world of dreams and nightmares.
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"Master Ray… Master Ray. You're mother will be very cross if you don't wake up soon."
"Leave me alone…" I mumbled into the pillows.
"I was assigned to do my job properly, and that I shall. Now do get up before we both get into a lot of trouble." Grant, our butler sighed impatiently.
"5 mintues. Please?" I yawned rubbing my eyes.
"You're late as it is, I refuse to take no as an answer." Grant lightly shook me by my shoulders.
"Alright, alright, I'm up already." I grumbled, slipping my feet into my slippers.
"Very well, now go downstairs immediately. I suggest you dress for the occasion." Grant said straightening up, "It seems to me this little outing is very important."
As soon as Grant stepped out the door I collapsed back onto the sheets, I was too tired for this. But I would get a scolding from father if I failed to obey mother's orders. Getting up again I fetched a dark red silk button up shirt with the collar sticking upright and a pair of nice black dress pants, and of course, my trusty thin silver wrist chain.
Walking into the en suite I brushed my teeth and combed my terribly long raven hair, fastening it into a black wrap I flicked on a dark red head band to complete my ensemble.
"Good morning Lee." I smiled in greeting when I saw my brother exit his room.
"Morning Ray." Lee waved, jogging to catch up with me.
"Where were you last night, you didn't come to the harvest ball." I pouted, how dare I have to suffer that ridiculous occasion and Lee didn't.
"I was at a meeting to represent our parents for the annual run down."
"Oh? What happened there?" I asked.
"Boring things, we talked about what's already happening and what should happen in the near future." Lee yawned, showing how boring the subject was, "But, I'd rather do this than attend that pointless ball."
I grunted softly, "You're so lucky you didn't come."
Lee looked over to me, a puzzled look crossing his usually calm face, "I want to know everything on the ride over." Was all he said.
I nodded in silent agreement; this was going to be one long ride.
NOTE: next chapter on the way! I'm so glad you people actually like what I'm doing with this fic. For all the fics I write I want it to be something different, not just a Ray wanting Kai scene, although I like reading them, I also like my stories to be original to some extent.
And note to flamers and future flamers; flames have no effect on me what so ever, they don't help and they never will, I only accept constructive criticism. I'm not perfect and I never will be so a little help goes a long way. Although people saying they loved my fic is really flattering.
Big note to flamers: writing flames in different languages is purely pathetic (you know who you are) if you want to do it, do it properly. Also I don't have the time or interest to decipher it's actual meaning.
Last but not least: all flames will be used to make a bonfire to roast flamers for the hungry bears in the deep woods.
Buhbye
K.B.