March
By Timberwolf220

-Sanzo, Son Goku needs your light. It seems I will never be the Sun for him-
—Homura Toushin Taishi (War God Homura) "Saiyuki"

A/N: Just keep writing, just keep writing, just keep writing,
(Dory's "Just keep swimming" tune)

-XX-

It wasn't easy to describe this time of year. It's finally springtime and training had resumed as usual. His teammates were being unusually serious about their training practices, something that surprised him even now. But then again, it's hard to expect them to stay the same after all they have been through. The whole incident with Voltaire was enough to damage anyone's psyche, yet they emerged victorious, ignoring their battle scars.

Actually, Kai thought as he watched Rei battle Tyson, we have Tyson to thank for that.

They had come far; farther than they thought they would. There were so many times, Kai could recall when he thought they could never make another step beyond what they had. Perhaps it had been the journey itself that strengthened them; perhaps it was the strength that lingered inside of them that finally emerged, like a butterfly from the chrysalis.

And we were triumphant, Kai noted with a hint of pleasure as Rei's blade skirted on the rim of the dish as Dragoon battered it mercilessly. Tyson held his ever-present smirk and his eyes had a feral glint unlike Rei's own catlike amber. With one vicious push, Rei's blade was outside the dish and Dragoon was spinning happily, mirroring the happiness in Tyson's eyes. Rei picked up his blade quietly and smirked, "I think I deserve a rematch Tyson."

"But you weren't even trying Rei!" Tyson protested, "Besides, I have to blade Kai now."

Rei's eyes fell on him and Kai felt an unknown jolt run down his spine. It wasn't fear that he was feeling, rather it was an apprehension that seemed to swallow him slightly. He steeled himself quietly as Rei's eyes roved over him. Those amber eyes narrowed almost menacingly and Kai heard a deep rumble from Rei's throat.

It must have been his imagination because immediately, Rei was cordial and amicable again and there was no resentment burning in the back of his eyes. Rei had turned his head to face Tyson, "Not even another match? Just a small one?"

Didn't Tyson just say that he was going to battle him next? Now it was Kai's turn to glare heatedly at Rei and pulled at Tyson's arm slightly, "He's battling me," Kai stated shortly and dragged Tyson away to the dish away from Rei. Tyson didn't protest and when Kai looked back on his face, Tyson was smiling and there was a twinkle of knowledge in his eye. Kai didn't look back after that, not until Rei was nothing but a slight speck in his view.

"Why so eager to battle me Kai?" Tyson asked as he readied his shooter, "Do you want to be beaten into the ground?"

"You give yourself too much credit," Kai retorted easily, falling back into their banter routine, "I can beat you and you know that."

"True," Tyson said taking a stance, "But this isn't about blading anymore, is it?"

Kai was so startled that he nearly dropped his shooter in surprise. His eyebrows hit his hairline. Was Tyson hinting at an innuendo? No, it wasn't that.

Suddenly Kai's hands felt clammy and he didn't feel the burn of blading anymore. He sighed and ran a hand through his duel-hair. Why was everything so confusing? Every time he felt as if he was losing precious time and some instinct told him that if he didn't act quickly enough, he won't see Tyson again. And he hoped that his instincts were wrong this time.

They usually are.

"Kai?" Tyson took in the sweating hands and put down his shooter, "What's wrong?" There was genuine concern in his voice. With Tyson, everything is genuine. Did Tyson even know how to lie? To cheat? To steal? Did Tyson ever feel the temptation of the vices of God? How can he be like this, act like this, everyday? How can you never feel inadequate with yourself?

How can you be human if you are perfect?

"Kai?"

Kai found his tongue working again, "What are we Tyson?"

For the first time, he lost Tyson for he blinked and looked thoroughly confused with Kai's question. Kai felt an internal smirk at that, finally sensing an upper ground to pit his …his what?

"What are we Tyson?" Kai said again, as if he was speaking to himself rather than Tyson, "Friends? Lovers? Boyfriends? What are we supposed to be? You keep leading me on, but then you leave me all confused. So, tell me," And there was no hesitation in his eyes, "What are we?"

Tyson was quiet, so quiet that Kai wanted to scream and bring back the noise that usually accompanied Tyson. Kai sat down, wondering what Tyson's reaction would be. Would Tyson have an answer for this like he always did? Sometimes, Kai wished he could shake that shell of placidness from him, to remove that aloof attitude that Tyson had developed because Kai couldn't recall it ever being there in the youth before.

"…What do you want us be, Kai?"

Kai jerked his head upwards and got onto his feet. Tyson was looking everywhere but Kai's face, "I don't know what you want. If you want something from me, I'll give it to you." Now Tyson's eyes were brimming with determination. Kai felt a lump emerge in his throat and swallowed nervously.

"I just don't want you to lead me like this," Kai shook his hands slightly for emphasis and feeling quite lost as well, "…I don't know what to do with you anymore," He admitted.

"You still haven't told me what you want," Now it was Tyson prodding the question further. Kai should have realized that once mentioned, Tyson won't let the matter rest, "What do you want Kai?"

What do I want?

…hands held together for a moment crystallized in time…

…a slight brushing of lips…

…the snow drifting to earth in a blissful symphony…

…smiles that made you forget the world…

…what do I want?

"This," With four swift steps, Kai approached Tyson and crushed their lips together.

This wasn't like the soft gentle kiss that he first exchanged with Tyson. This was like a dam just broke inside of him and out came the spilled feelings, mixed with milk, sugar, water, bile, bitterness and there was something stronger, something that made his feelings almost seem connected and almost pleasurable to taste. Tyson moaned slightly and he unconsciously deepened the kiss. Images flashed in his head, hazed in blues and grays. Kai couldn't think, his whole being centered on that kiss and only that kiss.

They broke apart for air and Kai noticed smugly that Tyson seemed out of breath and rather frazzled. His cheeks were pink from the lack of air and his lips seemed almost bruised in the red colour. They stared at each other, wondering what happens next.

(and somewhere in heaven, a certain merciful goddess laughed and pointed a finger at them)

"What will it be Kai?" Tyson spoke finally, "What do you want me to be for you?"

what can be for you?

anything, just ask, and I'll give it to you

just like I've always have

just like I always will

everything I have

is yours…

Tyson remained silent, also reining himself in. Kai was equally quiet and looked at him.

what do I want?

Perhaps…

"Nothing," Tyson let out a gasp he didn't know he was holding in. Kai was looking at him neutrally, "I want you to be Tyson for me, just like you've always have been. That's enough."

There was a hidden uncovered promise in the air. For now, it whispered in their hearts and smiled as it was whisked by the spring air.

"But," Kai trailed off, watching Tyson's face in faint amusement, "I get privileges that others don't."

Tyson's breathless laughter filled the air around them stronger than any orchestra could, "And what kind of benefits, Kai Hiwatari?"

Kai smirked, "The kind only I can bestow," He said as he dropped his lips onto Tyson's once more.

-XX-

A/N: Eeks, please say my creativity for this story isn't drying up! Say it isn't so! (don't worry, it ain't so) At any rate, updates might be slower than usual, because of my exams. Be a sympathetic reviewer and wait 'til the exams are done. That would be much appreciated.

I want more Saiyuki. I only have 40 episodes and I feel I should have more. Major shopping I must do when I go home.

-Lover, brother or friend-
-Just remember this one fact-
-I will be with you 'til the end-
—Author's observations

Queen Phoenix: I suppose it is in a way. Kai is finally opening his eyes to his and Tyson's relationship. I kinda like the image of Kai toddling in the snow with large chibified eyes. Kawaii!

Hiyami: I can't write Sanzo/Goku for some odd reason. I have written Homura/Goku, but I have difficulty with Sanzo/Goku. It's sad 'cause I love that pairing so much! It's so sweet and beautiful and has so much potential. As for the doctor thing, plot devices my friend, plot devices.

xXxAngel VxXx: Simplicity is the sweetest, but I think from this chapter onwards, it gets more complicated.

Shadowlightning: Thank you. You can call me Timmy. That's what everyone does these days. Here's your update and I'll try and keep it consistent.

FireieGurl: Can't reveal anything now. Plot devices my friend.

Loveisagiftuseitwisely: Thank you. I will

Yazzy: Oh! I did Kai the druggie once! So did Angy. It's because we saw this film, 'Requiem for a Dream' which is about drugs. It's really powerful. Definitely a recommendation (Depending on how old you are)

Kaay-chan: Who are Jordan and Sam? And no, Tyson wasn't raped or anything drastic like that. I'm tired of making Tyson the weakling uke, so Kai is uke in this story.

Kai: WTF? I'm uke?

Tyson: Live with it, Kai dearest.

And you reviewed twice. (blinks) and about my muses. I gave them a long needed vacation. Trust me, I need it.

AwakenDreams: So, you do. Ty-ty? (snickers) I remember a reviewer saying the same thing. Ty-ty and Rei-puss

Tyson: Ty-ty?

Rei: Rei-puss?

Yami FireKali: I checked your fics. Boy, you have been productive lately. But I didn't have any real chance to review. Gomen Kali-chan! As for this, I really wasn't planning on continuing, but I wanted to jumpstart my Beyblade muse. Yes, drool over the extreme yaoi-ness of Saiyuki!

Luvyagal: I'm glad you think so. I thought I did some horrible things to Kai's character. Very, very horrible things. But I am proud of all my stories and I love them so much and my reviewers as well.

Kittens have Claws: Wonder away my dear reviewer. As I said before, plot devices are good.

Minako Mikoto: And more you shall have. Just remember, this thing ends at twelve chapters. Or not. Let's see. The future has yet to be written.

Lady Kirei: Thank you. That was so polite, but you don't need to bow. And don't push yourself to review each chapter. Unless you can, of course. I appreciate all efforts, so no worries.

Yukiko-Angel: Ask Glay. I believe she told me about what happened, but I can't remember…so sad though. It was a good site.

Lady Psychic: I see why they call you 'Lady Psychic'. You seem to guess my plotline so quickly! But there's always a twist and there's one showing up in the next chapter.

Plushie Heartless: Not for me (Sweatdrops) I have to study for my finals, so I can't write so much. As for logic, it's generally overrated. Common sense however, is something this world really needs sometimes.

JadesRose: Yes, thickening soup-like plot is good. Very good.