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REVELATIONS
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It had been three weeks since Kai had returned to them, and the tall boy was the same as he always was. Cold, indifferent and rude, but Tyson had ignored that, all of it. He was just so pleased that they had finally reached Kai, made him see that the Blade Breakers were the only team for him, that they were his friends, true friends that would always care about him and would always be there for Kai, even if he never wanted them around. Tyson had vowed to himself that he would always be there for Kai, through thick and thin, through all the harsh words directed at him from the slate haired God. He wasn't a real God Tyson knew that, but the air that surrounded him the way he talked, moved, walked, had a sense of power. And the combinations of his ivory skin, slate-blue hair, the azure triangles that adorned each of his cheeks and his eyes, scarlet eyes; they all gave Kai an ethereal presence. It made him seem untouchable, always there, always watching, but always just out of Tyson's grasp.
Tyson knew what the others thought of him. They thought him a little stupid, very stubborn and very childish; and he supposed that he was all of those things but what the others failed to note was that Tyson - he was so much more than just what they could see. But he played up to their expectations, he joked, he fooled around, he smiled and laughed, but no one saw the quiet side of him. The side that shone through every once and awhile when something happened and Tyson was unable to keep his barrier of sunshine intact.
"Aha, you have fallen to the power of the mighty Dragoon," cried a triumphant voice.
"Yes Tyson, you won," replied another more calmly. The boy bent to pick up his blade; he looked up and smiled at his friend, blonde hair falling into his cerulean gaze.
"I knew that I'd beat you one of these days Max."
"You sure showed me." The two of them grinned at each other, slapped palms and did some weird handshake thing. "I'm getting a drink, you want something?"
"Nah, I'm fine."
"Ok then, be back in a bit," and with that the defence champion disappeared inside.
Tyson looked to his left, to the silent figure that dwelt in the shadows that the trees surrounding their training area cast. His crimson eyes were closed, arms crossed in front of him. He looked a picture, a picture of someone who was bored out of their brains. But Tyson knew better, he knew for certain that their leader had caught every detail of his practice match against fellow team-mate, Max. "You faired well against the defence tactics of Max's Draciel," he stated matter of fact. With each word he took a step closer to Tyson, and with ever step Tyson felt his heart thump faster in his chest, just like it always did when Kai was near.
Tyson basked in Kai's rare words of praise, his heart jumped to his throat, and his mind left him and in a not so rare show of utter stupidity he hugged the object of his affection, his captain Kai. "Oh Kai, we are all so glad that you came back to us," but secretly Tyson added in his thoughts that he was happy that Kai had returned to him.
He never even really noticed that the other boy didn't return the embrace.
"Uhhh get off me," Kai spat out as he harshly wrenched himself from his team mates grasp. He was shocked at himself, at the warmth he felt from the contact between his skin and the dragons.
Tyson fell unable to regain his balance since Kai shoved him. He dropped to his knees and pitched forward, the side of his head cracking against the garden bench. He lay there for a moment or two, too dazed to do more.
"Oh god, Tyson are you ok," called Max as he made his way to his best friend's side.
"Huh? Yeah I'm fine," Tyson mumbled as he struggled to sit up. He only raised his head before his vision blurred and he collapsed into Max's arms. Max held him and then helped him up. Tyson stood on shaky feet. He raised his head to meet Kai's eyes and he was shocked at the hurt that he felt when he met his captain's gaze. Sure Kai was a prick sometimes, but he had never physically harmed him, he had never even raise his hand to Tyson.
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REVELATIONS
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It had been three weeks since Kai had returned to them, and the tall boy was the same as he always was. Cold, indifferent and rude, but Tyson had ignored that, all of it. He was just so pleased that they had finally reached Kai, made him see that the Blade Breakers were the only team for him, that they were his friends, true friends that would always care about him and would always be there for Kai, even if he never wanted them around. Tyson had vowed to himself that he would always be there for Kai, through thick and thin, through all the harsh words directed at him from the slate haired God. He wasn't a real God Tyson knew that, but the air that surrounded him the way he talked, moved, walked, had a sense of power. And the combinations of his ivory skin, slate-blue hair, the azure triangles that adorned each of his cheeks and his eyes, scarlet eyes; they all gave Kai an ethereal presence. It made him seem untouchable, always there, always watching, but always just out of Tyson's grasp.
Tyson knew what the others thought of him. They thought him a little stupid, very stubborn and very childish; and he supposed that he was all of those things but what the others failed to note was that Tyson - he was so much more than just what they could see. But he played up to their expectations, he joked, he fooled around, he smiled and laughed, but no one saw the quiet side of him. The side that shone through every once and awhile when something happened and Tyson was unable to keep his barrier of sunshine intact.
"Aha, you have fallen to the power of the mighty Dragoon," cried a triumphant voice.
"Yes Tyson, you won," replied another more calmly. The boy bent to pick up his blade; he looked up and smiled at his friend, blonde hair falling into his cerulean gaze.
"I knew that I'd beat you one of these days Max."
"You sure showed me." The two of them grinned at each other, slapped palms and did some weird handshake thing. "I'm getting a drink, you want something?"
"Nah, I'm fine."
"Ok then, be back in a bit," and with that the defence champion disappeared inside.
Tyson looked to his left, to the silent figure that dwelt in the shadows that the trees surrounding their training area cast. His crimson eyes were closed, arms crossed in front of him. He looked a picture, a picture of someone who was bored out of their brains. But Tyson knew better, he knew for certain that their leader had caught every detail of his practice match against fellow team-mate, Max. "You faired well against the defence tactics of Max's Draciel," he stated matter of fact. With each word he took a step closer to Tyson, and with ever step Tyson felt his heart thump faster in his chest, just like it always did when Kai was near.
Tyson basked in Kai's rare words of praise, his heart jumped to his throat, and his mind left him and in a not so rare show of utter stupidity he hugged the object of his affection, his captain Kai. "Oh Kai, we are all so glad that you came back to us," but secretly Tyson added in his thoughts that he was happy that Kai had returned to him.
He never even really noticed that the other boy didn't return the embrace.
"Uhhh get off me," Kai spat out as he harshly wrenched himself from his team mates grasp. He was shocked at himself, at the warmth he felt from the contact between his skin and the dragons.
Tyson fell unable to regain his balance since Kai shoved him. He dropped to his knees and pitched forward, the side of his head cracking against the garden bench. He lay there for a moment or two, too dazed to do more.
"Oh god, Tyson are you ok," called Max as he made his way to his best friend's side.
"Huh? Yeah I'm fine," Tyson mumbled as he struggled to sit up. He only raised his head before his vision blurred and he collapsed into Max's arms. Max held him and then helped him up. Tyson stood on shaky feet. He raised his head to meet Kai's eyes and he was shocked at the hurt that he felt when he met his captain's gaze. Sure Kai was a prick sometimes, but he had never physically harmed him, he had never even raise his hand to Tyson.
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