Hey people! Second last chapter! I'm really trying to get this story finished soon. I can't believe it's almost been a year, since I started writing this story... (rolls eyes at herself) Anyway, let's get on with it, shall we?

Chapter 9:

Soundtrack: Frozen by Madonna

I was sitting on Kai's bed, while he was getting some bandages to fix me up. There was a peculiar scent in the room, which I imagined was caused by sex. I tried my best not to blush as Kai came back. He sat down next to me and grabbed my arm. There was a long cut on it, which wasn't very deep though.

I could feel myself blushing as he started bandaging the cut, after spreading some kind of cream on it. He looked at my face once, but otherwise kept his eyes on my arm. Or were they on my breasts? My heart was beating faster and I was scared it might burst out of my chest soon.

/Why does he have to be so painstaking with it/ I exclaimed to myself.

/You still like being close to him like this, don't you/ the little voice asked.

/Well, yeah.../ I replied. /Hey! No one asked you anything/

/But you like him/ the little voice said and snickered, before fading away.

I rolled my eyes and gazed at him. He looked so concentrated, but besides that his face was blank. I tried to concentrate on his eyes, but as if he had noticed it, he moved his head and his bangs blocked my view to those deep, but empty-looking, orbs.

"You know, it's not polite to stare," he stated suddenly.

I blushed at this and looked quickly away, since he was looking at my face. I felt him continue the bandaging and I turned back. I didn't understand, why he was being so nice to me. He didn't care about me, at least that's what I thought. He was just doing this to get me into bed with him, that's how it was. For some reason that didn't convincing even to me.

"Kai, why are you helping me?" I asked.

He looked up at my face for a second before looking back down on my arm again.

"Didn't you want help?" he asked in return.

"I did, but you don't have any obligation to help me, so why are you?" I pushed it.

"Does it matter?" he continued to avoid.

"Well..." I started before sighing and shutting my mouth.

There was an uneasy silence during the rest of the time that he bandaged my arm. After finishing with my arm, he ordered me to strip my blouse. I turned bright red.

"Excuse me? What?" I stammered.

"Strip it," he ordered bluntly.

"Why?" I questioned.

"Because your stomach and your back will look and feel quite bad tomorrow, unless we do something," he explained.

So I stripped and he started spreading cream to the places, where it looked like bruises were already forming. I tried to keep still, which turned out to be impossible, since I was rather ticklish. At first I jerked a little sometimes from his touch and he would look at me with one of his eye brows rised. Eventually I started laughing like I had lost my mind. He snapped at me to keep still, but ended up starting to tickle me more.

"Stop!" I screamed as I could between my laughter. "Stop it, Kai!"

"This... isn't... funny!" I shouted, but couldn't help but laugh.

He did stop and I lay still on the bed, my chest heaving. I looked at him. For a moment there was a happy look on his face before it went blank again. Right then, it seemed like my mouth had gotten a will of its own and words came out before I could stop them.

"Why are you like that?" I blurted.

"Like what?" he asked and rised an eyebrow.

"So serious," I stated.

"Is there something wrong with it?" he questioned.

/There he goes again with the evasive technique/ I noted to myself.

"No," I replied. "I just thought that maybe you should try being more cheerful."

He snorted. "Maybe you should try not to start advicing people, when you don't know anything."

I looked down. He was right. Who was I to say anything?

"Maybe you could tell me then, what I don't know," I offered.

He scoffed. "Why?"

"Because I wanna know," I responded.

"Why do you wanna know?" he continued.

"Why do you wanna help me?" I answered back, staring straight into his eyes.

For once it seemed like he didn't have anything to come back with.

"Do you think that I haven't noticed, how you're always alone, unless you're surrounded by some of those sluts that everyone says you're screwing?" I pointed out.
"Do you think that I haven't seen the pained look on your face, the same one that I have?" I continued.

"Do you think that I don't feel anything, when I see it?" I stuttered as tears started gathering in my eyes.

I took a deep breath as I blinked the tears back. I looked at him. There was a look of some kind of disbelief on his face. I bit my lip and twitched nervously before leaning in and kissing him.

Hahaa! I'm so evil! How do you think Kai is going to react? Has Tamara totally screwed up everything? You'll find out in the next chapter.