Me: The last chapter of your first year togther! (sparkles at Tyson and Kai

Tyson: n.n it went so quick!

Kai: Wonderful. I know. Read on?

Watching the sun stream through the window and glisten on the pavement and trees outside, Tyson smiled. He had always enjoyed summer, being able to go out and have fun with his friends when he was alive. "We should go to the beach." He suggested to Kai, who was somewhere behind him.

"Why's that?" The dual haired teen asked, pausing in unloading his school bag to look up at his angel curiously. He hadn't been to the beach in years.

"Because it's a glorious day outside and you've just finished the school year!" Tyson enthused, swivelling away from the window from where he was seated on Kai's bed. "We need to celebrate you new found freedom for the next months."

Kai shrugged one shoulder carelessly. "If you say so." He replied, tossing his now empty school bag under his desk and taking a seat on his desk chair. "I've never really 'celebrated' finishing a school year before." He mused; his mouth twitching in amusement at Tyson's shocked expression.

"Really?" The angel questioned, blue eyes wide. "I always used to whenever I finished a year. Then again, I suppose school was even more boring when I went because we didn't have any of those compliters."

"Computers?" Kai corrected, smirking.

"Yeah, those. We had to copy off the blackboard all the time. I remember we got so sick of it we hid the chalks so the teacher spent a good part of the day looking for them so we ended up not doing any work." Tyson's smile was rather devious as he reminisced.

Kai raised an eyebrow but didn't comment.

"Anyway. Get your stuff together so we can go! I haven't been to the beach in ages, it'll be interesting." Tyson said excitedly, bouncing off the bed happily, "that is… if you want to go?" He questioned, his joyful tone going for a more inquisitive one.

"I do." Kai replied. Part of him wanted to go the beach himself, but seeing how happy the thought of going there made his angel, he felt he should allow the bluenet to have go and have fun without worrying about him. He smiled faintly as he saw Tyson cheer and he went to find a bag to fill with things for the beach.

Tyson plopped back down on Kai's bed with a wide grin on his face, his wings fluffing up in his happiness.

Sitting on one of the towels he had brought, Kai gave another mental thanks to having someone who could get a bird's eye view of the beach to get a good spot. There was hardly anyone around in the little enclosed patch of beach that Tyson had spotted and the dual haired teen was grateful for the peace and quiet.

Glancing to the side, Kai smiled as he saw his angel stretched out on the other towel. The older teen's folded wings shone brightly in the overhead sun and his eyes were closed as he basked in sun. The angle had taken off his shirt earlier because of the heat and was simply lazing around in his trousers. Some of Tyson's dark blue hair had slipped free from its customary ponytail after he had removed his shirt, the long strands shining like his wings.

Even though there was hardly anyone there, Kai was very aware that no-one else could see his angel, and had been getting some funny looks as he sat there with an empty towel beside him when he had arrived seemingly alone. Shrugging it off, he found himself staring at Tyson for a few seconds longer before he realised what he was doing and looked away sharply.

Tyson picked up Kai's embarrassment immediately and lifted his head, blinking at Kai blearily. "Something wrong?" He questioned, raising an eyebrow in concern.

"No, unless you count the people over there staring at me." Kai replied quietly, deciding not tell the bluenet the real reason for his embarrassment.

"Hm?" Takao peered over at the group of young adults seated a little while away. "Ah, they just think you're insane. Don't worry about it." He joked, patting Kai on the shoulder and grinning at him. "They're just not special enough to see the dead."

The younger teen's mouth twitching up into a smile. "Am I special then?"

"Of course you are."

The other occupants on the beach, however, were apparently more than a little bewildered at Kai's strange behaviour and began packing up to move to another section of the beach with sane people.

"Your insanity scared them off." Tyson commented before dropping his cheerful attitude to a more serious one when he spotted Kai's unhappy frown. "Hey, don't worry about it chibi. They don't know the truth so they can't judge you right." He pointed out, rising up to a sitting position.

Kai nodded, feeling a little better knowing he was the only one who could see Tyson.

"I say we should go in the sea." Tyson suggested after a moment. "When was the last time you went in the sea?"

"I don't remember." Kai replied honestly.

"All the more reason to pay it a visit then." Tyson grinned, standing up and scooping up his charge easily, lifting him towards the sea, grateful that there was no-one around to witness Kai seemingly floating in the air.

"Tyson! Put me down!" The dual haired demanded, wriggling and against his angel's grip.

"'Kay."

Kai was aware of falling for all of two seconds before he found himself sitting in the shallows of the sea. Frowning he swung his gaze up to look at his angel unhappily.

Tyson laughed sheepishly and helped Kai up. "Sorry. I didn't mean to drop you; I lost my grip when I tried to set you down."

Had it been anyone else, Kai would have been suspicious, but he knew his angel didn't lie and he let it slide. Shifting his legs from where they were knee deep underwater, a smirk flickered across his face before he splashed his angel playfully.

Tyson blinked before grinning and returning the splash in retaliation. It soon transformed into a mini water fight and Tyson was overjoyed to hear Kai laughing as they tossed water at each other. By the time they were pretty much wet from head to toe, they stopped. Takao glanced at his wet wings with distaste and he unfolded them to beat them in order to rid his feathers of excess water.

Kai wiped off the remaining dribbles of blue face paint that were trickling his cheeks and began heading back for shore. "Well, that was fun." He commented, half sarcastic to due to triangles being washed off and half amused because he actually had fun splashing around in the sea with his angel.

"I told you it would be fun." Tyson replied, following after him with a smile. His wings outstretched to allow the sunlight to pass over them evenly, letting his feathers dry at the same time.

Grabbing his towel and rubbing the salt water off of him, Kai settled it back on the sand again before sitting down on it. "Why do you have your wings unfolded?" He questioned, frowning in confusion at Tyson's odd posture. The angle rarely unfolded his wings unless his was preparing fly or when he was too lazy to fold them (normally when he was tired).

"Because I want them to dry." Tyson replied, sitting down on the towel beside his charge, his back to the sun. "Having wet wings is really uncomfortable, and they get heavy when the feathers are soaked. So I'm just sunning them to let them dry faster." He explained.

"Doesn't it ache? Holding them out like that?" Kai questioned. From what he knew, the bone structure of wings was the same as the human arm, and holding out large limbs like that would possibly ache after a while, just like it would holding his own arms out for a long time.

"Nah. The muscles holding my wings are strong enough to hold 'em for a while." Tyson replied. He flopped forward onto his stomach.

"I'm sorry." Kai murmured.

His angel blinked at him in shock, "why are you apologising? He questioned, blinking.

"Because I got your wings wet."

"Don't worry about it." Tyson replied, brushing it off. He reached out and grasped Kai's hand to fiddle with his fingers affectionately. "It doesn't matter."

The younger teen smiled softly in response.

A couple weeks after they had visited the beach, Tyson was sitting beside Kai's bed as his charge dozed within it. Reaching out, he shook the younger teen's shoulder gently. "Kai? Kai, wake up." He called softly, resting his chin on the mattress and peering at the younger teen's sleeping face that was turned towards him.

As if knowing something was there, the dual haired teen's red eyes flickered open and he blinked sleepily at seeing his angel's face so close so early in the morning. "Tyson?" He mumbled out, reaching up with a hand that had been buried under the covers to rub at his right eye.

"Good morning, chibi." Tyson replied cheerfully, before pulling back. "Happy birthday to you…" he began singing softly, "happy birthday to you…" he grinned at Kai's amused expression. "Happy birthday to Kaiiiiii, happy birthday to you!" He finished with a smile.

Kai turned and buried his face in his pillow with an odd noise that sounded like a cross between a laugh and a groan. Waiting until he was awake a little more, the dual haired teen turned back to meet his angel's smiling face. "Did you have to sing?"

"Of course. It's customary on a birthday." Tyson replied before clasping his hands together as his blue eyes watered up comically. "You're fourteen! My little charge is growing up so fast." He sighed.

"Knock it off." Kai complained, before sitting up in bed.

Tyson snapped out of wistful state to pick up something off of the floor and pausing before holding it out for Kai to take. "I rummaged around last night for something to give you and I found this." He hesitated before continuing, "I found it in the attic, it has their comments on the back too."

Kai held the photograph Tyson had given him carefully, as though if he held it too hard it would rip and tear. The picture depicted his parents on their wedding day. His father dressed in a smart black suit and his mother, her hair longer then, in a long, flowing white gown with veil. Turning the old photo over, he found his parents' joyous comments scrawled in black ball pen. "Thank-you…" he whispered quietly.

Tyson smiled gently. "You're welcome, chibi. Happy birthday."

Later that day, Kai managed to slip out of the house to go for a short walk with his angel. Strolling along beside the older teen, Kai felt a little surprised, the workers at home had all wished him a happy birthday and while his grandfather didn't acknowledge that he had aged, his birthday hadn't been all that bad.

"This is scary." Tyson commented, "We've known each other for a whole year. Man that went fast."

"If you say so." Kai replied. For him, the past year had gone rather slowly, a lot of things had happened and the growing relationship between him and his angel was something he could look back on and be grateful for. "It didn't go fast for me."

"That's because you're young." The bluenet pointed out wisely, "the years go by much faster when you're older." He paused.

"How old do you think you are?" Kai questioned.

Tyson's brow furrowed as he thought deeply. He had never given his age much thought after he died. Most angels stopped counting after a while anyway. "I'm not sure." He admitted. "I know I died around fifty years ago because of the current year, but…" he shrugged. "You kinda stop counting after a while."

"I see…" The dual haired teen murmured before asking another question with a smirk. "Do you celebrate death days?" He had meant it as a sarcastic sort of joke, but the upset expression on his angel's face made him regret it. "Tyson?" He murmured, feeling a pang of guilt.

"It's… complicated. Some angels died a nice death after living a good, long life. They celebrate sometimes. But others… they can be bitter about how they died and hate that day." He shook his head a little, "it differs from person to person I suppose. I don't celebrate the day I died if that's what you're asking."

Tyson didn't sound or look angry, but Kai still felt bad. He opened his mouth to apologise when his angel grasped his hand gently and shook his head, telling him silently no to worry about it.

"How many years do you think we'll spend together?" The dual haired teen mused after a few moments and tugging his hand out of Tyson's to stuff them in his pockets in his embarrassment. "I mean… do you have certain time limits with charges or what?

"We only have one." The older teen replied gently. "I'll stay with you until you die, and even then I'll still be around." He poked his charge in the shoulder with a grin, "you can't get rid of me that easily!"

Kai tried to offer a smile back at his angel, but the expression died on his face as the fact that Tyson was going to be around forever made his insides squirm. He had never really given it much thought before, but having the blue haired angel around gave himself a meaning.

Heading back towards his home, Kai piped up with another question that intrigued him. "Tyson… do you remember your other family? Other than your grandfather and mother?"

"Sure I do." Tyson replied with a sad smile. "I had a really small family, just my Dad, brother and grandfather after Mum died when I was toddler. Dad was often away on archaeology digs and Hiro, that's my brother, wanted to follow in his footsteps, so he was often studying until he left to join Dad. Grandpa used to look after me."

"Weren't you lonely?" Kai asked, wondering if the older teen felt the same way he did when his parents died last year.

"Sometimes. I missed Hiro and Dad a lot, but they wrote often so I knew what they were up to. They came back for year before I died though…" The angel trailed off, "the doctor said my condition was incurable, so they came back to spend time with me." His smile wasn't sad as he talked about it, "It was great, having them back. I had my friends too, so I wasn't lonely."

"Doesn't it… upset you? Talking about this?" Kai frowned.

"Nah. I may have died when I was 16, but it was the best year of my living time because I got to do all the things I wanted to do. Sure I was ill, but I was happy… mostly." Tyson paused, looking wistful. "I miss them."

"What were they like?"

"Dad was the calmest person you'll ever meet. He never got angry, not once. At least, I never saw him get angry. He was smart and kind. Hiro was… err, a martial arts freak." Tyson grinned. "He was your average big brother, and he always hung out with me when we younger because we got along."

Kai wondered vaguely if Tyson minded him asking questions like these, but the blue haired teen looked happy enough talking about his family. "Martial arts?"

"Yeah, Kendo. Our family home had a dojo attached, Grandpa was a Kendo master. He had a nasty habit of wacking me with his sword when I irritated him." He grinned in reassurance when he saw his charge raise his eyebrows in shock. "No, he wasn't abusing me. He only did it when I was doing something bad."

"You should go and see them…" Kai mused as they came to the steps leading up to the front door of his home. "To see how they are."

"Providing they're still in Japan." Tyson said with an amused smile. His facial expression quickly turned more serious as he questioned Kai, "you don't mind me going, do you?"

"No, you deserve to see them. I'll wait here until you come back."

"Out here in the cold?" Tyson questioned, eyes wide.

"No, I'll wait inside until you return." Kai told him, eyes sparkling with amusement.

"Oh, ok then. You really are sure?" Tyson questioned, he wanted to make sure that his charge was going to be fin while he was away because he had no idea how long he would be if he went.

"Yes, I'm sure. You'd better get going before it gets really dark." Kai replied.

Tyson gave him a grin and thanked him, spreading his wings and taking flight, soaring upwards in the evening winds. "I'll be back soon!" He called, waving at his charge before flying off.

Kai watched him until he became a mere dot in the multi-coloured sky, and then, he was gone. Sighing, feeling the wind more than he had done when his angel was there, the dual haired teen turned to back inside. He had just begun climbing the steps when he heard someone shouting his name. He looked up bewildered and frowned when he saw who it was.

His grandfather had his study window open, and was leaning out of it, scowling down at his grandson. "Kai! Get in here immediately! You and I need a serious talk." He shouted down to him. He withdrew back inside and shut the window firmly.

Kai wondered what on Earth he could have done to upset his grandfather this time and went the rest of the way up the steps and opening the front door, shutting it behind him roughly. He headed towards his Grandfather's study at a relatively quick pace. The last thing he needed was to make the old man even more angry at him than he already was.

"Master Kai?" A maid called, pausing in dusting a photo to turn to the dual haired teen, "your grandfather wanted you, did you know?"

"I heard." Kai replied gruffly, stomping up the stairs and down the hallway, raising a fist and knocking on the study door impatiently.

"This simply isn't good enough Kai!" Voltaire raged, pacing up and down on his carpeted floor, his hands clasped behind his back. The wrinkles lining his brow deepened as he scowled at his grandson. "Your grades should be perfect! I expect no less from the heir to my company, to this family!"

Kai started from where he was sitting on a spare chair in front of his grandfather's desk. "Who said I was going to work in the company?" He demanded.

Voltaire glared at him. "You can't leave the company to die! You are a Hiwatari, it's your duty to carry on our family line and company power. You are foolish to even consider not working for the company!" He fumed.

"But what if I don't want to work for the company?" Kai demanded, frowning. "What if I want to do something with my life?"

"And what might that be?" His grandfather sneered.

Kai didn't say anything. In truth, he had no idea what he wanted to do when he left school. But the thought of being forced to work for his family's company against his will made his blood boil with rage.

"I thought so." Voltaire snorted. "Your grades have been slipping, Kai, and I will not tolerate it! If you don't have good grades you will fail in becoming a powerful leader of the company." The grey haired man sat down at his desk, picking up Kai's grade card and scowling at it. "It's bad enough that your father died before he could take up the company, but these grades certainly do not help the situation."

"Dad never wanted to run the company and neither do I." Kai said firmly, folding his arms in a defensive posture. He knew he was treading careful ground by being outwardly rude and defiant towards his grandfather, but he had to take a stand.

"Yes you will, otherwise you'll never amount the anything at all." Voltaire spat, tossing his grandson's report card away carelessly. "I don't suppose that you can tell me as to why your grades have suddenly dropped?"

Kai opened his mouth and closed it a few times before keeping it shut and shaking his head. In truth, his angel normally served as some sort of distraction as he did his exams or copied down notes. The bluenet was far more interesting to watch or do things with than listen to his teacher drone on and on. Months ago he would have been annoyed that the angel distracted him so much, but now… he didn't care so much. "I don't know."

"That's not good enough!" Voltaire growled. "If you don't knuckled down and do your studies properly, I'll keep you in and make you inside and make sure you do them!"

"What if I don't want to?" Kai challenged. "I still passed all my subjects. Just because they aren't straight A's doesn't mean I don't do any work."

"You're pathetic." Voltaire snarled, pushing back his chair to stand up, his face angry. He stalked around his desk and hovered in front of his grandson, glaring down at him. "You need to buck up your ideas, young man," He growled, retracting his hand and hitting the back of it sharply across the dual haired teen's cheek. "Now get out and have a good, long think."

Kai stood shakily and headed out of the study at a fast pace. His grandfather had never hit him before, no-one had. He rubbed his painted cheek absently and headed for his bedroom. Along the way, he noticed how lonely and cold it seemed to be without his angel there, reassuring him and holding him, and how much… he seemed to need him.

Maybe Tyson was his only purpose?

Drawing his knees up to his chest, Kai rested his back against the headboard of his bed and sighed. Once upon a time, he had wanted to change his grandfather's company for the better, but now… he wasn't so sure. His cheek still hurt from Voltaire had hit him and he shifted.

Still lost in his thoughts, he jumped at the sudden knocking on his bedroom window. Looking up, bewildered, he blinked in shock when he saw his angel waving at him through the glass. He reached out silently to undo the latch on the window to let the inside. Kai didn't say anything as Tyson clambered in, just silently enjoyed the bluenet's company.

"What's wrong?" Tyson questioned as soon as he had settled down on the bed and folded his wings. His tone was gentle and concerned; he had felt his charge's upset emotions as he was flying back.

Kai opened his mouth to answer and closed it again, not sure what to say.

Tyson frowned at the confusion he felt radiating from his charge. His gaze fell over the developing bruise on the younger teen's cheek and his blue eyes widened before glazing over in anger. Reaching out, he brushed his fingers over the discoloured skin. "What happened?" He questioned, feeling fury bubble up inside of him at the thought of someone hitting Kai.

The dual haired teen reached up to hold Tyson's hand gently and tug it away from his cheek, holding it in his lap instead. "My grandfather… got angry," He began quietly. "My grades have slipping a little and I guess he just wants a successful grandson to take over the company rather than one that just passed."

Tyson's other hand came up to enclose their clasped hands. "Do you want to run the company?" He asked softly.

"I'm not sure… I used to." Kai replied.

"You shouldn't do anything someone forces you to do." Tyson murmured. He frowned when he caught the fleeting emotion of fear in the younger teen's eyes and suddenly, he understood. The hit from his grandfather had spooked Kai and one hit could easily spiral into something far more dangerous. "I won't let him hurt you again, I promise." He told Kai firmly, getting the younger teen to look up at him. He reached out and drew the dual haired teen into a comforting embrace. "Never going to let anyone hurt you…"

Kai rested his head against his angel's shoulder, trying to get closer to the comfort with being too obvious about it.

It seemed very likely then, that Tyson would be the only thing Kai cared about.

Me: Wahaha! Yes, you know Tyson is the only you care about, Kai! (Pokes)

Kai: ... So?

Tyson: Review!