Me: Ok, now I'll update my multi-chaptered fics now I've done some one-shots.

Tyson: I better be ok!

Me: o.o Oh yes. Your wings are broken, aren't they? XD

Tyson: Yes.

Kai: Read on.

When Kai finally regained consciousness, the first thing he noticed was that he was no longer outside in the rain. He was sitting slumped in a wooden chair, a soft orange light lighting up the room that was slowly coming into focus. There was an empty bed pressed against the right wall, the white sheets pristine and tidy.

Shaking his head a little to regain his bearings, the first thing that sprang to Kai's muddled mind was that his angel was distinctly missing. Sitting up straighter, he was about to call the bluenet's name in a sudden panic but a calm, slender hand clamped down on his shoulder and held him back.

Kai swivelled up (noting that he was still soaking wet) and came face to face with a mousy haired woman with watery blue eyes. From the nurses' uniform and a pair of large white wings sprouting from her back Kai assumed she was a medical angel that Tyson had told him about.

"Where's Tyson?" The dual haired teen demanded, getting up firmly from the chair and frowning unhappily at the female angel. He could hear movement and noises from a short ways beside him but chose to ignore it, wanting an answer of his angel's location first.

"Your angel?" The woman questioned, frowning in sympathy, "the other nursing angels are bringing him in now, he has bad brakes in his wings." She informed him, "Now if you would kindly sit down I will…"

"I don't want to sit down. I want to see Tyson." Kai cut her off. The need to see if the older teen was alright was nagging at him sharply and he promptly refused to do anything the nursing angel said until he made sure the bluenet was going to ok.

"I understand you're upset, but I really need to dry you off. You're dripping all over the floor." The nurse replied calmly, gesturing at the wooden seat again, "now if you please…"

"Fine." Kai grumped, sitting down unhappily and folding his arms in annoyance.

The woman sighed in relief and stood in front of the red eyed teen, waving her hand swiftly in front of his face. Instantly, the water soaking the dual haired teen to the skin evaporated and left him completely dry. Unfortunately his face paint didn't share the same outcome and disappeared from his cheeks.

"There. My name is Anna by the way; don't hesitate to call me while I tend to your angel." She smiled kindly and bustled away.

Kai blinked, just sitting there for a few moments to recuperate. He'd gathered this was a medical ward for injured angels, and he found it very odd indeed that he was no longer on Earth, or any place he knew of for that matter. Suddenly feeling rather lost, he stood up and looked around in search of Tyson. As his crimson gaze fell on the angel's broken form, his breath caught slightly in his throat.

Tyson looked even worse now he was in full light rather in the dismal visibility when out in the garden in the pouring rain. There were three angels, all donning medical uniforms, two males hefting Tyson's arms over his shoulders and a female checking over the battered form of Tyson's wings with a frown on her face.

Kai swallowed thickly and took a couple of steps forward, "Tyson?" He murmured quietly, wondering of the bluenet was awake to hear him, his eyes were certainly closed.

Tyson's eyelids flickered slightly but he gave no other sign that he'd heard his charge. Instead, he sighed quietly in pain and his body sagged a little more, making the medical angels holding him upright heft him up a little more and taking him slowly, gently, to the empty bed.

Kai found his feet working automatically to make himself walked briskly towards the group of angel and watch as Tyson eased gently to lie on his stomach on the bed. Anna and the other female nurse went about straightening out his left wings first before carefully moving onto the right. As they began to pull his right wing, Tyson twitched and flinched away, his eyes snapping open and he looked around wide eyed before he realised where he was.

Raising himself on his forearms (realising he was dry in the process) Tyson looked around for his charge. He knew the younger teen was there, because the location of his emotions informed him of it, yet he wanted to see the dual haired teen. Upon spotting Kai, he reached out and grabbed his hand urgently, "Kai, are you alright?"

The younger teen felt his fingers curl around Tyson's automatically and he nodded somewhat stiffly, still feeling his heart pumping wildly in his chest in worry for his angel. "You?" He murmured in reply. Despite seeing the angel, and despite thinking that he would feel better seeing him, Kai felt worse now he was looking at Tyson in such a battered way. He found it incredible that even though the bluenet was hurt, the angel still held his charge's safety over his.

"He's not alright." Anna answered for Tyson. "He's snapped a bone clean in two in his left wing and completely shattered most of his right. This healing will be complicated and precise." She down sympathetically at both young teen's anxious expressions, "and will unfortunately be painful. Shifting around bones doesn't feel nice."

Tyson winced slightly at the thought and settled down. He was aware of the growing concern radiating from his charge and hurried to reassure him, "I'll be fine chibi. These guys are experts, they know what they're doing, plus they know wing anatomy off by heart, which is pretty impressive." He managed a smaller version of one of his charming grins to flash in Kai's direction.

Kai couldn't even manage even a faint smile to return to his angel but he gripped the bluenet's hand a little tighter when a male angel stood beside him to heal Tyson's left wing.

Placing both hands on the wing where the break was and frowning in concentration, the medic shifted the snapped bones before he was satisfied, a soft glow radiating from beneath his palms.

Kai watched unhappily as Tyson whimpered slightly in pain and turned his face to cover most of it in the bed's pillow. He ran his thumb pad over the angel's knuckles in what he hoped was a comforting gesture as the dead man beside him completed his work on the left wing.

As another nursing angel gripped Tyson's right wing gently, the bluenet twitched violently in pain and shut his eyes tightly; a couple of stray tears absorbing into the pillow. Gripping his charge's hand tightly, he let out little pain noises as the medical staff ran their fingers over the shattered bones in his wing. He felt a pair of hands cup the area where the damage was and another pressing down. As skilled fingertips passed a particularly painful spot, where he could feel the bone shift around, his dark blue eyes flew and his pupils dilated. A sharp shout of pain escaped from his mouth.

Kai knelt down immediately and placed his right hand on his suffering angel's shoulder, gripping the white material. He was dimly aware of the bluenet's fingers crushing his own, and of a prickling feeling at the corners of his eyes. Finding his throat incapable of working, Kai felt helpless as no words would come out, staring silently at his angel, vainly hoping his presence was enough to soothe.

The pair of doctors set about quickly healing the shattered bones, knowing once it got too painful, Tyson was likely to beat his wing in his reflex to stop the pain. And such large wings could be dangerous when hit with them. With a skill that could be envied, they tuned out the painful moans from their patient, focusing on finishing their job.

Sniffling and feeling a little desperate for comfort, Tyson lifted his head from the now soggy pillow to turn his head and burry his face in Kai's shoulder. He felt the hand on his shoulder move up and down soothingly and his charge's quiet voice murmuring nonsense in his ear.

Tyson reached up to grip his charge's other hand on his shoulder, holding both his charge's hands in front of himself, shutting his eyes tighter and he whimpered as the medics bent his wings to bind them with bandages to hold the still healing bones in place.

Pulling his face from Kai's shoulder in slight embarrassment, Tyson looking over his shoulder to look at his wings, his feathers ruffling slightly in his unhappiness about the pain he went through to have his wing healed.

Kai felt slightly disappointed when Tyson has pulled his head away, but it was replaced with an aching feeling as he saw his angel looking so venerable. With his blue eyes wide and teary and his hands still clamped firmly in his, he reminded Kai of a frightened child. As with his large, powerful wings bound, it was his freedom had been restricted, the wings being limbs after all.

"Are you ok?" Kai questioned the bluenet softly, gripping his hands on last time before pulling them away when Tyson's grip relaxed.

The angel sat up slowly, long feather draping across the bed spread. He wiped his eyes and gave his charge a shaky smile, "yeah, I'm fine, chibi." He turned to look at the doctors, "thanks guys."

Anna smiled at him, "you're welcome. Just wait a while before taking your bandages off, your bones need time to set."

Tyson nodded and slid off the bed, nodding his thanks and waving, slipping one hand into his charge's and squeezing, a way to show he was fine. Heading out of the door (effectively dragging Kai along with him) he turned to him and gave the younger an encouraging smile, "don't worry, I'm fine!" He didn't like when Kai's emotions screamed worry, such things in excessiveness wasn't good for anyone.

Kai cocked an eyebrow, "you're sure? It looked, and sounded, pretty painful."

"It was." Tyson admitted, "But I'm fine now, my wings just ache a little." In response to Kai's slightly disbelieving, he said, "honest!"

"If you say so."

"I do say so. Now come on, there's no way you can come to Ai Clouds and not get a tour!" Tyson began dragging his charge outside.

"And that is a tower is where angels live." Tyson pointed out a huge stone structure with a walkway spiralling around the rock, doors lining the edges as entrances to the tower. It was the first thing Tyson had shown his charge as soon as they'd left the hospital, which was a large rectangular structure with a large red cross made out of smaller ruby crystals.

Kai's eyes widened slightly as he took in the tower, hundreds on angels must take residence there, and the sheer thickness of the rock tower showed that the living spaces weren't small either.

"Come on, this way!" Tyson told him, eyes glittering in excitement as he grabbed his charge's hand and led him away. As they walked, they soon came into a long, winding, large area like a street.

Little buildings made of stone, marble and various crystals lined the marble walkway, angels of all ages bustling around to take in the sites and the things to see. Some buildings gave gifts away, like crystals or flowers or books. Others gave advice, some wee entertainment stalls.

"There's no money here. The elders can create these things for others to enjoy." Tyson explained as the strolled down the street. "This is one of the many entertaining part of Ai Clouds." He glanced over at the younger teen and grinned at his awed expression, "maybe next time we're here I'll fly you around, it looks nicer from above."

Kai tore his eyes away from the various groups of the happy dead to look up into the sky. He had to bite back a small gasp at the magnificent sunset look about the sky, with oranges and pinks spread around like watercolour, various forms of flying angels dotting the skies.

"You should see it at night time." Tyson murmured into Kai's ear, leading him through the crowd and ignoring the stares he got for his bound wings and showing an alive teen around. "It's beautiful then."

A small, faint smile was present on Kai's face the whole time as Tyson showed him around his home, a pleasant knowledge in the back of mind knowing that his parents could share this wonder too. Part of him wanted to ask Tyson where his parents were, yet… that would probably be slightly ungrateful.

Tyson paused at Kai's silence. Although the dual haired teen was often quiet, he wasn't usually this silent, and especially in a brand new environment like this. A quick scan of Kai's emotions only told him the younger teen was being thoughtful, and he probed gently for an insight into his charge's silence. "Hey, something on your mind?" Tyson questioned gently, resting his hand on Kai's shoulder.

Kai's eyes flickered up to meet his angel's briefly before he sighed and answered quietly. "Nothing much, just glad I suppose…"

"Glad?"

"Yeah, that my parents…" Kai couldn't say anymore just then. He wanted to say that they were happy; he wanted to be glad they weren't suffering in any way. But he couldn't… it was like losing them all over again, accepting that they were happier here than down on earth with him.

Tyson frowned unhappily at the sad silence that washed over his charge. Crouching down, he placed both his tanned hands on Kai's shoulder and called his name softly, "Kai…"

Red eyes stared fixatedly at the marble floor, not wanting to raise his gaze and look into those blue eyes. He was already feeling ashamed for acting as he was, and for the selfish reasons that prevented him from speaking about his parent's happiness.

"Kai, look at me chibi…"

Slowly, Kai raised his head at the gentle tones that weren't scornful or exasperated, but patient and understand. He felt his angel's hands squeeze his shoulders gently and felt something inside of him melt slightly inside at the small smile the bluenet flashed at him.

"Hey, I don't know your parents or what they were or like or relationship with them. And you don't have to tell if you don't want to. But… I think it'll be best if you go and see them, huh? I can arrange a visit." Tyson told him, wanting to wrap his wings around his charge for added comfort and reassurance, but they were still sore and wouldn't move with the bindings that they were in.

"You can?" A hopeful flicker sparked in Kai's red eyes,

"Of course! I have just one more thing to show you, and you can take a look around there while I sort something out, ok?" At Kai's nod he gave him a beaming, encouraging grin, coaxing a small smile out of charge before he stood, "now a smile looks better! Come on, this way!"

"It's…" Kai started, gaping.

"Huge?" Tyson supplied, smiling.

'Huge' would be a good way to describe the large, circular flight stadium that vaguely resembled the arena the Romans fought in. Standing in the main doorway for the contestants, rows of seats were placed on marble levels, rising higher and higher until they stopped at the uppermost level. From there, large wooden boxes decorated with jewels and stain red curtains lined the top, complete with magnificent looking chairs. By the side of the area, just below the lowest line of chairs, was a small walkway for those wishing to stand and cheer instead.

In the middle was a racing track like those seen at Olympic stadiums, yet the lines weren't painted on the ground. They floated in the air, shimmering slightly. Loops hovered in the air above them, with poles and other funny looking equipment hovering there. On the sides were little enclosed spaces for contestants.

"The lines are for racing, the floating equipment for the fancy aerobatics." Tyson explained in response to Kai's stunned silence. "We're lucky they recognised me as a contestant, or wouldn't have got in, seeing as I forgot my pass."

"This is where you compete?" Kai forced out, taking in the carved decorations of flying male and female contestants lining the archway of the entrance. "It's… far more extravagant than anything on Earth."

"Well, it's never going to go away; it's going to be for eternity…" Tyson answered in a mock spooky voice, waggling his fingers and earning an eye roll from his charge.

They stood there in companionable silence, just taking in the wonder and the effort gone in to make such a magnificent stadium. As they stood there, Kai opened his mouth to tell something that was very off topic fro that moment. "My parents were fun loving… they'd probably enjoy this tournament when it comes around."

Tyson looked surprised for a moment before he smiled, "what were they like?" He questioned.

"Happy. They loved going out to have fun, a typical couple in love like they'd only just met a month ago. Although they left me behind a lot… they were still happy." Kai answered quietly, feeling a familiar ache in his chest, though it wasn't as strong as before.

"You're lucky then. Happy parents are far better than sad ones." Tyson commented lightly.

"What… were your parents like?" Kai asked, looking at his angel curiously.

"My Mum died when I was young, just after I was born." Tyson's eyes were far away as he spoke. "My Dad loved her very much, and he was distraught when she died. So… he left to do big archaeology projects all around the world, sending payment back to me, my brother and Gramps, who looked after us." A small, sad sigh. "He wasn't around a lot when I got ill, but he was there when I died, like Hiro, my brother, who'd gone on to be an archaeologist like Dad. We talked about stuff, sorted some things out… and that was that I suppose. They're still alive, but Gramps is here, with Mum. It was great getting know her, even though it's a shame I didn't get to know her when I was alive." He smile was slightly sad, but there was no regret present in his eyes.

"I'm sorry." Kai murmured after a while.

"Why?"

"For your… lack of parents."

"Hey, don't worry about it!" Tyson told him, "it happened, it was solved, and we're happy now, no need to be sorry. Now, you stay here, and I'll go fetch your parents." He winked at him and patted his charge's shoulder once before departing.

Kai watched him go silently, nervousness and excitement tingling from his toes and spreading slowly upwards along his nerves.

"So… yeah. Can we do that?" Tyson questioned a woman angel with glasses and brown hair in a bun seated behind an ivory desk. All around him people were appearing in the large, wooden room as they arrived in Ai Clouds as angels, being greeted by family and friends and talked to by the angels behind the ivory desks.

Here was the place angels could sort out visits for their charge's loved ones, and get permission and training for things like medical or flight competitions. He crossed his fingers as the female before him flipped though her papers.

"Yes, I can send a note out for them to meet at the charge's location." She fixed Tyson with a piercing stare. "Which is…?"

"Entranceway to the flight stadium."

"… Right." She scribbled something on a piece of light blue paper and it disappeared, leaving little clouds in its wake.

"So they're coming?" Tyson questioned.

"If they want to, yes."

"Awesome! Thanks!" Tyson bid the woman farewell and dashed back in the direction of the flight stadium to tell Kai the good news.

… Or he would have done if an old wrinkly hand hadn't grabbed his collar and hauled him back.

"And just where do you think you're going in such a hurry, T-man? You do a Houdini for months and just leave us hanging, waiting for you to drag your lazy ass back up here!" An old voice spoke into Tyson's ear.

A calmer, female voice spoke up behind him, "Gramps, you know Tyson became a Guardian for someone." She pointed out.

Tyson folded his arms and grumped a bit, "Gramps let me go." He implored of his grandfather, sighing when the old man let go of his collar, "I had to leave immediately for Kai, you know that!" He told the old man, who was wearing an identical uniform, save for the white robe, and a large moustache.

"Kai?" The woman spoke up, looking curious. She had long wavy dark blue hair, with matching eyes, and tanned skin. Those attributes were exactly the same as her son, and Yoshi Kinomiya frowned when she saw the bandages on her son's wings, "what did you do?"

"Uhh… crashed in a storm. And Kai's my charge."

"Someone with your flying ability shouldn't crash!" Grandpa exclaimed, "now where's this young whippersnapper, little dude?"

"Flight stadium."

Me: See? You're perfectly fine.

Tyson: Good.

Kai: Why am I so pathetic in this?

Me: Because. You're an emotional pathetic... thing. Deal with it.

Tyson: Cute one though.

Me: Anyway, yes I know this is shorter than the last chapter, sorry! ;.; (failure) review!