soft rumbling alerted Kadaj of the person's presence again, the person must've gone to get their bike... the bike sounded familiar...
Kadaj never moved. it was only 10 munutes that the person was gone, but it felt like eternity. he was still standing in the spot where he was left, head bowed, silver hair fluttering in the soft breeze.
the person parked their motorbike in front of Kadaj and got off, a soft squeak making Kadaj frown a little. he'd heard that squeak somewhere before...
"back." said the person simply, going through a bag strapped to his bike, glancing at the silent figure standing near him.
Kadaj nodded, raising his head, his eyes tightly shut.
the person waked over to kadaj, running a gloved thumb over Kadaj's closed eyelids.
"... what are you doing?" hissed Kadaj softly, feeling the gloved thumb move away, but knowing the person was still in front of him.
"you're blind, right? i'm going to help you." the person said simply, opening a small tube in his hand, the small squeak of the lid making Kadaj step back.
"why are you 'helping' me! you hardly know me!" yelled the youngster.
"... don't be so sure." said the man, grabbing one of Kadaj's wrists and yanking him hard.
Kadaj felt his wrist being yanked and he stumbled forward, his body now pressed against the man's. he smelt like... steel... somehow... vanilla too... steel and vanilla...
'hn... odd combination...' thought kadaj as he breathed the scent deeply into his lungs.
the man slowly lifted Kadaj's chin with a finger.
"open your eyes."
Kadaj did.
"this will kinda hurt..." warned the man.
two point seven seconds later, Kadaj was screaming and clutching his eyes, tears of pain streaming down his cheeks.
"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU PUT IN MY EYES!" screeched the youngster, stumbling around, hardly able to stay standing.
"calm down!" yelled the man, trying to grab Kadaj to stop him hurting himself.
"HOW THE FUCK CAN I CALM DOWN!"
SPLASH
". . . like that...?"
"... i'll kill you... i swear... oh, god... my eyes... ooowww..."
Kadaj stood there, soaking wet and clutching his eyes, dripping onto the ground. the man had dropped a pail of water over him...
yay. Kadaj's hair is going to be frizzy in the morning...
"... like i said. just calm down and let the medicine do it's work." said the man, dropping the empty pail on the ground and walking over to the soaking teen, wrapping some bandages around the teen's eyes.
Kadaj twitched...
"... don't touch me...!" growled Kadaj.
"... make me." said the man simply, finishing the bandaging.
Kadaj could tell from his tone that the man was smirking.
"smirk at me again or touch me and i'll kill you." Kadaj hissed.
"with what?" questioned the man, tapping Kadaj's nose with a gloved hand, he was still smirking.
CLANG
Kadaj had whipped out his double bladed sword and swung at the man... but... it didn't hit him... it hit... something metal...
"what...?" questioned the teen, his eyebrows knitting together under the bandages.
"don't try that again, okay? you could've hurt someo-... what are you doing...?"
Kadaj trailed his fingertips along his sword, and found that his sword was stopped by a thicker, longer sword than his...
'... this can't be true... no... it can't be him...!'
Kadaj didn't flinch when his finger was cut on the new sword, he trailed his fingers down and met a gloved hand on the hilt... his fingertips trailed up a toned arm... then a strong neck...
"what are you...?" questioned the man.
"no... you can't be him... anyone but him..." breathed Kadaj to himself, not paying attention to the man's questions.
when his hand trailed up a smooth face, smearing his warm blood over the skin... then met spiky short locks of hair, Kadaj's heart nearly burst from his ribcage.
"NII-SAN!" Kadaj screamed, shoving himself backwards from the man, stumbling and falling onto the hard ground, dropping his sword, wanting to get as far away from the man as possible.
that's where he had heard that bike. that's where he had heard that voice...
it was Cloud.
((to be continued))