Revised, 16-11-2004.
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Chapter 2
All was quiet in the Dojo.
The sun rose up as the morning brightened up the land. Blue skies emerged from behind the dark veil of night.
The silver-eyed boy glanced from his position on the bed at his young lover, who was still asleep wrapped up in the warm duvet that he had managed to enquire during the night. Somehow Kai always lost the battle of the blankets to Tyson. The blue net was almost impossible to sleep with at times.
But he was worth it.
A slight smile crossed Kais face as he thought of the evenings performance. It had been perfect.
He absently run his finger across Tysons peaceful face. The healed skin slightly pinker than the rest of his tanned body, evidence of the Battle of Death still remained, but would one day fade completely.
Kai knew that not everything could be forgotten and heal like a body could. Minds took time to heal, if they ever could heal.
He wished he could help Tyson more, but even he, the almighty Kai Hiwariti, could not bring himself to pressure Tyson into telling him what had happened in the days he had been held captive. He had never been in this situation before. He didn't know how to help his team mate.
Once he wouldnt have thought twice about threatening it out of him, but now he was careful of his actions and words around Tyson, and he made sure no one else tried to interrogate him as well. Which meant that doctors and social workers didn't come anywhere near the young blader, as far as Kai was concerned, and Tyson appreiacted.
If anyone brought it up, they got the death glare from Kai. It always shut everyone up. Even the Russian Police didnt dare probe Tyson too much.
Not after Mr Dickenson had pulled a few more strings to get the boys away from Russia because Kai beat up an investigator into a bloody pulp for asking Tyson too many questions.
Kai had been lured from the room by another officer. Which left Tyson alone with an arrogant inspector, who was pressuring the boy to declaire that he had brought the attack on himself, trying to get the boy to admit that Voltaire was not involved.
Tyson was in such a state when Kai returned, finding the man shouting abuse at Tyson, who was crying and shaking on the hospital bed, repeating the words "No, no, no, no...."
Tyson would not, could not, tell him what had happened.
Kai Hiwariti was very compassionate.
He didnt murder the man right there and then. He had let him live, but only as a reminder to other people to leave his lover alone.
Compassion was something he was learning, and he found it to be rewarding.
Kai's chest swelled with pride as he saw Tyson recover with his help, which consisted of death glares to anyone who came too close, except Max and Rei, and staying protectively by his side.
To Tyson obvious delight.
His fingers ran gently over the scars from Driggers Tiger Claw Attack. They were still red, and the brief touch of Kais fingers on them woke Tyson up from his slumber.
He never slept as long as he used to. He woke very easily. At least he slept now. Nightmares still haunted Tyson, but seemed to have eased over the last couple of weeks.
Kai winced inwardly, at having disturbed Tysons precious sleep.
"Kai?" Tysons sleep filled voice questioned. Chocolate eyes fluttering open.
"Yes, Ty. Its me" Kai smiled down at his blue haired treasure. They gazed into each other eyes. Grey opaque pools locked onto bronze shields, holding them there for a moment to read what was flying through his mind.
"How are you this morning, my love?" Kai asked the question as he moved in closer to plant a gentle kiss on Tysons soft red lips. Taking in his sweetness, Kai deepened it as Tyson murmured with tender encouragement, inviting him in as he wrapped his arms around Kai's neck.
Kai pulled back, when Tyson suddenly flinched down into the pillow, and gasped as he took a breath of air into his lungs.
"What's wrong? Did I hurt you?" Kai asked quickly, worried he had leant too hard on the smaller boy.
Tyson gave Kai a smile, nodding his head, but still breathing heavily. "Yes, just a twinge. Nothing to worry about Kai." But the smile didnt quite reach his eyes.
Kai knew Tyson wasnt telling the complete truth, but he let it slip, as he had many times before. Reminding himself that he would find out when Tyson was ready to tell him.
Tyson closed his eyes again, blocking out the image of Kai looking so concerned at him.
Tyson wanted Kai so badly, but every now and then, memories would surface, making him repulse away from Kai. He didnt know why, he could not remember what had happened. It was all a blur to him now. He didnt want to remember, but the trauma was coming back in broken memories, it was trying to tell him something. Just like in the dreams.
He would work it out so he could get on with his life, but until he had worked it out, he would not worry any of his friends, especially Kai.
B
The airport was buzzing.
People were everywhere, rushing to check-in, meeting friends and loved ones, complaining that flights had been delayed, or cancelled. Children were crying or running around excitedly, while parents tried to control them or were ignoring them because they had enough of waiting and wanted to go home.
In the middle of all the chaos, one man stood proudly aloft. His silver hair fluffed up on his head covered by a cowboy hat. His features were wrinkled with age, his eyes sparkled with mischief.
Suddenly he could contain himself no longer.
Everyone stopped and stared.
Shocked echoed around the area where he was standing, the Kendo stick whirling around on his hand whilst he jumped up in the air yelling at the top of his voice.
People moved out of his way, children were mesmerised, the adults not sure if this was the airports entertainment staff doing a display.
Grandpa G. showed off to the audience with the skill of a true performer.
They began to applaud and cheer, which only encouraged his antics to become more wild and dangerous.
The security guards had seen the disturbance on the video surveillance cameras. They were now making their way towards the crazy old man, thinking he must have escaped from an asylum for the unbalanced of mind.
They couldnt even get close enough to grab him, the Kendo stick swinging so fast, they were afraid of getting hit. The passengers loved every second of it.
The flight had come in from the USA containing Max and Rei. They were to being picked up by Tysons Grandpa, they collected their luggage and went on to the meeting lounge, only to discover that they couldnt get into it.
The room was too crowded. There was a demonstration going on.
"Ill go see what's going on" Rei told Max. "You wait here, in case he shows up" Rei handed Max his bag and headed of to the other door, leaving Max alone by the lifts trying to get a glimpse of the activity in the waiting room.
B
Tala and the Dark Blader arrived in Japan shortly after Max and Rei had retrieved their bags.
They had a no problem getting their luggage for they had none.
They were walking towards the exit when Tala spotted Max and Rei hovering near the meeting lounge. His heart raced, thinking that if they were here, maybe Tyson was as well.
He nudged the Dark Bladers arm, and jerked his head in the direction of Rei and Max. The hooded man looked in their direction, slightly annoyed.
"What?" He growled.
Tala pointed, "Look, its Max and Rei, they are on Tysons team. If they are here, maybe Tyson is too!"
They both scanned the area for any signs of the rest of the Blade breakers, but found none. When they looked back to the boys, the saw that Max was alone.
The Dark Blader smiled with in his cloak. "Lets get that kid now."
They edged their way towards Max, it was easy to be obscure in this crowded airport. Everyone had something else on their mind.
Max was blissfully unaware of the danger he was in. He began to climb up the pillar next to the lift where he was waiting, climbing on top of the bags, he wanted to see what was going on.
Tala was about three meters away from Max, when a familiar voice Max recognised bellowed a welcome to him.
"MAX, MY MAN! HOW YOU DOING DUDE?"
Max hollered back "Great! Thanks Grandpa!" He made to wave, but as he let go of the pillar, the bags wobbled and he fell down to the ground with a yell.
Rei appeared from out of the crowd to pick him up off the floor.
Tala swore.
So did the Dark Blader.
They both turned away so they would not be recognised by the boys.
Tysons Grandpa finished his demo, and came over to the boys.
"Hey, there homies! Lets get you two dudes back to me lil man. Hes dieing to see ya!"
Rei and Max smiled warmly and followed the brightly coloured adult to the car, which was going to take them home.
"Lets follow them" The Dark Blader ordered Tala. They pushed into the Taxi queue and grabbed the first one, pulling out a frail old lady and making her fall to the floor, they forced the unwilling driver follow Max and Rei back to Tysons house.
B
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