Chapter 41- Cosmos and Hydrangeas.
~There were moments I wanted you to love me, Tyson. Nothing seemed wrong and your patience with me was undeniably loyal, but then, I've been delaying all those things between us to happen until it'd be impossible for me to forget you. -Hillary T.
Hilary strode down and they all were gathered on the river's backside starting to something serious practice, at least formally.
"Aw, the morning is just so fine..." Max said his face directed towards the clear blue sky, his calm mind introspecting. His teammates shifted their gazes looking at the blonde as his eyes shut, steadying and floating his arms in the air, at his shoulder level. He seemed so tranquilized, away and flushed out of all the worries.
"Maxie, can we come back?" Hilary asked poking him in stomach.
He opens his eyes veering at his teammates who seemed to be staring at him. He briefly gave a sheepish smile and then rubbed off his head, "I guess I was a bit carried away." He said tittering.
"I must say, you're blown away." Tyson said in eyes still contemplating.
Blown away by the dreams I've been dreaming…
"Okay guys! Get out of this!" Hilary shouted chirpily, and it almost seemed like she was the Hilary they always wanted, that shouting bossy Hilary, not the submissive one, that dominating and poking girl and not the one who always stayed quiet.
"Okay then, get ready! I won't wait!"
"Seems like she's back." the dragoon wielder mumbled looking at her.
"3!"
"2!"
"1!"
Nevertheless, he stared at the battle field, and held his position with those prominent confident shining eyes on the blades. Somehow, with her non-opposing attitude at his little gift, he was able to get a better perspective on his mind and was now able to concentrate on the strategies, or anything that pulled in the middle of the battle. The blonde nodded as he could feel his confidence soaring up positive and he felt glad for his friend coping up with his nascent feelings.
"So Maxie, you think you can beat me, eh?" he smirked softly.
Hilary smiled as she almost held her lips together.
"See, see someone's high for someone." Max teased gently.
"Shup up that mouth of yours." He said quickly and sped his blade.
"Go!" they yelled and their blades rushed towards each other. You could see them smiling, their faces in the normal marks and still they smiled staring at their bit beasts. Max's blonde hairs was on his cheeks from the side, his electrical blue eyes sparkling in euphoria of battle, Tyson's maroon pools glowing in the passion of the sport and everything else didn't matter. It was blading time!
"Come on Max! Show me what you got!" Tyson yelled as he panted. His jacket was torn at near his shoulder and chest, and he had messed his hair, yet he continued breathing deep, smiling heartedly with his mouth open apart.
"If you want it!-" he smirked, "-Then take it!"
"Seems like they are enjoying." Ray gave a casual comment.
"Sure and he seems like he was…" She said in deep pounder.
"He is like he was Hilary, it's just you've changed." Ray said pretending he was all in the match though he was conscious about his words. Hilary suddenly looked him, comprehending his words.
Me? Have I Changed? But-
"Dragoon! Attack!" Tyson yelled as he swung his hand in momentum and vigor. His coolest glance on the spot- The wild tempted flutter of the scarlet jacket, the curl of lips in confidence and self-esteem; it almost would bring down any blader.
"Draciel Go!" The blonde commanded as he pointed towards Tyson and the water turtle attacked Dragoon and they were assaulting in the slight sunshine to say.
The battle ended in a draw. It was obviously a friendly match.
"It's been a while since we've played like this." Tyson sighed while he was breathing heavily.
"Yeah, it was just superb." Max said in high breaths.
"Wanna go sober this night?" Ray winked.
"Not intended to fuck her yet." Tyson gave an unpleased sarcastic comment. Luckily, Hilary's ears weren't there.
"So, shall we continue with some laps?" Hilary suggested, her glance travelling from Kai to Max and finally resting on the blunette.
"Alright." All of them said like submissive kids.
"Better we take some water bottles as well." Ray looked around at the dojo.
"Better grab some orange juice from the fridge as well." Max reminded.
"Fine, you guys want something?"
"Nope, just get to the riverside quick."
Ray for some time felt everything sweep alright without any worry or anything. He grabbed the plastic bottles, filled with orange juice to its brim, switched off the fan of the dojo, closed the door of the dojo and he trotted back within five minutes.
The air was neither warmer nor humid nor cold but it implied the perfect weather for the practice. Since they have got many reasons relating to their personal feelings and life, they have successfully avoided the hectic, tiresome practice matches and laps for almost months and the bare times they practiced was just not included in the actual work out like they usually did. But today, even the air was supporting them.
Kai. Well, he had decided converting all his pain to power, and forgetting all his guilt if it was and the hell he had messed up with her. He was just passing through the gush of emotions that at some point, every one of them had gone through. The changing perceptions, the craving attractions, the changing hormones and much teen related stuff had brought up this changes that made them messed up with each other or just drew the needs in them to stay apart, sobering the parting feelings.
"Well then let's start." Hilary said as she nudged her captain and the Chinese blader. They looked at each other in some sort of amazement, or say shock and then at her who seemed to be struggling like she was dragging them.
"Cheerleader, you can leave us." Ray teased.
"Uh-"Hilary looked at him as she left his arm and looked at Kai; he gently backed off as well and they headed upwards through the stairs, surrounded with bushes and the green trees.
"You seem so frisky today. Everything alright or had some 'redbull'?' Kai asked involuntarily staring at her madly.
"Red bull?" She said as her hand moved away from her body and she laughed easy, "You must be kidding, I'm just fine. No RedBull!"
Ray was strolling with quick paces and therefore he was ahead of them. They stayed quiet for some time, simply relishing the soft breezes hitting them. She was starting to love the sunshine, a step away from her darkness and isolation. And they were staring at the bushes that fluttered happily and the sky that was cloudless, at least for today.
"It's beautiful. Isnt it?" she said softly, her eyes beautifully gazing at the firmament above them. Her lips were slowly pulling apart as she felt the fresh air inside and therefore she was letting a deep breath accompanied by a sigh.
"Yes it is." Kai said firmly yet softly looking at her as she gazed at the sky with her eyes briefly switching off letting the air hit her. She opened her eyes when she felt like she was being the one stared upon. He broke the gaze and attempted a normal gaze around. She nodded in relief to herself. They walked like that without looking each other for some time, until Hilary involuntarily, yet normally, passed her fingers in her hair and it was when the slate haired teen noticed the band she wearing; it smoothly flowed back somewhat down her wrist.
He thought about it. Naturally the interrogations in his mind came themselves. Before he'd ask anything to her, he felt it would be advisable to find out by later. Anything wrong and everything goes wrong.
"Does that band was always on your hand or I am the first to notice it?" he asked casually.
"Huh,-"she looked at him, shifting her gaze to the band, "It's beautiful. Isn't it?" she asked thinking deeply about the band, the precise moment occupying her mind sensing suddenly the proximity of the blunette- feeling the past moment.
"Yeah, it is. Did somebody give you?" he asked distracting his gaze to the background.
"Yes someone very precious to me." She said firmly smiling.
"Oh." He let out a sigh, "That person must really be very precious to you. Isn't it?"
"Yes sure." He is…
They finally were at the top where everyone was waiting for them. They stared at them as they made a soft entry implying their slow paced ambled walk, and not the laps that they've done.
"Seems like you all have taken breaks after each step." Max chuckled.
"Guessed more than right." Tyson marked.
"Oh, you were the one who suggested the laps and you are the one who didn't do it. Precisely you both." Tyson said a bit angrily, but that anger wasn't any sign of bad thing. It depicted his real behavior and how actually he used to be-That thick head.
Yes, he was being childish, not that mature Tyson who was angry with hurt. This anger was craved by her and so she simply stepped towards him and stared at him as he uttered the rubbish non sense. She didn't hear even a word but almost chuckled as she gazed at him, in extreme contentment of having 'her' Tyson back, like he used to be.
"So your punishment is- you have to make cookies for us!" Tyson ended his so called 'little lecture' with that and sighed as he felt that she was impervious to it- like she didn't fight back.
"You're becoming just like me." He sighed pretending to be despondent closing his eyes.
She smiled and quietly inserted a chocolate bar in his pocket and quickly turned back and started initiating a normal distracting conversation, giving him the space and the time to analyze what she has done. When he saw it he felt like…shocked.
Hilary?Did she, did 'she' really give me this? I just can't believe this. It's written "Happy friendship's day" on it. This is just so….It's so beautiful! I guess I'll have to love you even harder, even more and more. He softly chuckled.
Just can't believe love, you care about me too. I don't know if I was proved to be a good friend or not. I've tried to care you, yet I did hurt you, still I gave you space for your feelings, yet left you when you needed me so that you can rely upon yourself and when you'd really turn to me, I never asked you to say anything.
I was just there, just there as you needed. So what more do I need to do? Oh, I need to do more and more. I really feel like, I have to do so much for you! Bring out the hidden smiles that you've forgotten.
You just don't know, how euphoric and magical everything becomes when you smile in happiness, and the same way, your painful smiles bring out everything so down and tragic. You did remember that today was friendship's day and I'm glad like you knew my Favorite chocolate and…that's what all is about.
I hope you truly will look through me some time, some day, whenever it maybe. I will be waiting like's its forever, never an end.
"So Tyson, it's decided."
"Huh?' the blunette broke from his trance like thoughts and came to reality.
"Where have you been lost? I said we are racing to the dojo from here and the one who arrives last has-" Ray smirked,
"Has to do what?" Tyson asked
"Has to make tonight's dinner." Max smirked.
"WhaT?"
"Yes Tyson, you heard right." Hilary mentioned, "And I'm not gonna be last" she grunted.
"Uh-"
"So then, shall we?"
"Start!"
They trotted quickly downstairs trying to head to the spot faster than other. Tyson raced Max, Hilary raced Ray and Ray competed with Kai. The foremost one was Ray and then Kai and then slowly came Tyson, Max and Hilary. Max was the last one to reach and Tyson and Hilary sighed in relief since they were not the victims of the dinner preparation.
The three of them were panting and heaving hard. Hilary placed her palms on her knees and Tyson was barely standing, was leaning on Max making the poor guy almost collapse.
They headed inside and Max raised his hand briefly, indicating that he was the one. They entered inside the hall and Max rushed to grab cool water and Ray laid down heaving sighs on the flat floor and Kai was leaning, sighing as well but his condition wasn't pathetic like them. He still retained his almost composure.
Tyson was leaning against a little feebly against the wall of Kitchen, the outer one, and Hilary somehow ended up placing her hands on his shoulders. Both of her arms were stretched and the palms resting, or being supported by his already tiresome shoulders. She bent her head down, her chin touching her neck, and sighing heavily while his panting subsided before her.
"Thank you." He breathed softly over her face, their eyes still shut off in heavy breaths.
They were about to have things stirred up in their minds but the moment was broken with Max's interruption:
"Romancing in the middle of the hall, eh?" He smirked playfully.
They quickly moved apart, flustered, and shot daggers at him with their eyes. Max sweatdropped and left.
"No problem actually. But you may continue that upstairs." Ray commented as he passed by, placing his juice on the table and looking at them, enjoying their resentful faces.
"Just shup up Kon!" Tyson yelled, embarrassed.
"It's nothing like that Ray-"Hilary said sheepishly, "I was just tired so rested on him."
"I understand." He nodded with a grin, and she sighed.
Shortly afterwards after a light snack of orange juice, they were playing cards as pastime except Hilary and Kenny. She said that she needed some rest and Tyson nodded. He would be staying downstairs watching television or maybe doing some of his Physics stuff. Though Hilary had brought down his books and stuff, he stepped back at the amount of work, i.e, sums she was allotting him to compete before she allot him any.
"This guy, well, is hopeless from outside." She sighed
But beautiful. What? Him and beautiful? Maybe just a beautiful creature in his own chic.
She jotted down all the important tasks that she has missed in the past week and therefore gathered successfully all the occupants- some of them who were contemplating like prominently, other who was just looking cute in his fairly blonde hair quite elegantly messed up. He was snap-chatting with Mariam making up with her for what happened and the blue haired female just couldn't do anything except ask him to meet her at the park. Ray was washing the dishes and then there was our little Kenny who was surprisingly not working with Dizzi.
"Well then Hilary, can't we start this a bit later? It's just so you know." Max asked sheepishly.
"No Maxie, no reasons. We are working out and me and Kenny will clear all your doubts and will improve your weak areas."
"Hn.." Is this necessary? Uhmn Hil?
They started with the toughest Physics, skipping reluctantly the chemistry and then after that, Max and Hilary started the project they were allotted a few days back. Somehow their group included her, Delia Max, and say, few other students.
"Max, you start the borders, and by that time, I will give a dive in the content."
"Sure, anyway, I am ready to do anything as long as it doesn't concern extensive reading."
"Well..."
"Hilary?"
"Yes Kai?"
He received a shock inside as she care freely yet serenely mumbled his name, it's been like forever since she have mumbled his name without fear and any emotions. It's been like something magnificent to him, but he covered the current demeanor by really mustering up his senses to speak what he actually intended.
"Hmm, I'm done, so I think I will be leaving."
"Alright." She smiled as she successfully gathered all the necessary points she was supposed to.
He typically stood up and left, striding across the dojo with his scarf swaying in the scene in the background. It was marked with a flash of wind across her eyes and she was compelled to look him once before he receded.
…
Hilary bit her lower lip anticipating the completion of work suddenly feeling an urge to take her pills. Nevertheless, she stuck on Cali-graphing the entire text with color pens and markers though she felt like she was fighting with hell.
What's just happening… It's like I'm gonna fall.
"UH! What happneded? Are you alright?" Max asked keeping a comfortable palm on her back, caressing swiftly to calm and control her painful moaning. She felt her head was going to rupture. Suddenly there was lot of affliction out of the blue. She bit her lower lip hard, clenching her fists firmly till her muscles would contract and she would inhale once again deep inside creating shaky convulsions throughout. What was all this sudden?
Induction. This was pure induction because of the strong bond.
I think I'm gonna faint if I don't stop my hand right now. Stop.
She mentally kept yelling to herself but what actually she did was quite nothing. Instead she lifted her persistency in writing the text. Max- quite busy in cutting the pictures, failed to recognize her pale face. After complete forty minutes, their work had come to an end and she carefully wrapped the chart and handed it to Kenny and with heavy eyes, took the plunge to climb upstairs what seemed to her miles to go before she could reach up. Fortunately, it wasn't long. Her persistency since she was kid was remarkable and admirable. Never ever in her life she failed to do something that in her perception was right, at least she never gave up.
With vibrating tips, she reached for the door. Her face paled, and her face thumped with horror. She wondered how she has let herself so weak that she was struggling for such a conventional and ordinary task. At least, she was not expecting her to slip upon his arms before she opened the door. He caught her effectively and held her close and tight.
"Huh? Hil"
"UH! What happened? Are you alright?" Tyson asked keeping a comfortable palm on her back, caressing swiftly to calm and control her painful moaning. She felt her head was going to rupture. Suddenly there was lot of afflicting out of the blue.
A part of her mind was dwelling still in the chemistry.
"You are shivering hil! I will call the doctor!" Tyson exclaimed.
"I'm alright." she whispered feebly. Her lips moved in frail and she clutched his jacket borders with such a pain that it would have been torn. He felt the compulsion on his shoulders and he immediately carried her to the couch. She laid and stared weakly at the opposite wall with her heavy eyes, attempting to distract her head ache. He quietly stood, yet was worried to skies at her sudden fainting. He was staring at her, waiting impatiently for her to say something. She kept on quieting her tickling and convulsing nerves to die down. Just a few hours before, they have been quite high over their heels and in a period of sometime, she was lying here, helplessly and with pain.
"Aren't you going to say anything?" he hissed.
"Cosmos. Can you get some cosmos flowers?"
"Uh, from where?" he asked examining swiftly across the room.
"From anywhere."
"Okay, I will bring quickly, but just tell me, shall I call the doctor?"
"There's no need."
He nodded and she closed her eyes, turning to the other side handing her cell to him. He kept in her closet, well, he usually dumped her clothes in that one, and so it was hers hypothetically.
She softly wrapped the sheet on her and ambled out on his way to cosmos.
I wonder what makes her think that a cosmos flower will heal her. I think I should add up some blue hydrangeas as well in the list. Thank god she's alright. I guess that's' how it happens.
He escaped after getting the slip, escaping from the unnecessary questions of his friends directly heading to the florist prominent on the other side of the city. He would be grabbing Ray's bike and trotting as fast as he can. Usually he wouldn't use it, unless it would be a case of some utter emergency as it was not but then this was not the different one.
He wouldn't mind the gazes of that all his crazy fan girls would give his as he drove at a menacing speed almost taking blunt turns. Driving this reckless was like normally prohibited on the main roads but the lucky champ faced no hurdles in his way. A couple of times he felt like he was going to have his bones broken when he was managing with sneezes that interrupted, his jacket seemed to fly away from the back, his crazy stunning hair wildly fluttered below the sky.
I'm gonna get you those flowers no matter what! Just wait for me!
With that motive, he bustled through the mediocre traffic wildly, gyrating smoothly. It's been like months since he drove this reckless. The last time he drove this way was two years back to take his privilege of awarding a beyblader the trophy he was asked to. But still it was by foot and not just involved running like hell but also shocking Zeo in the middle, blading with Spidy, and that's how he and Zeo grew close.
He decelerated the speed when he was approaching the spot and sighed as he reached. He parked the bike carelessly on the footpath and rushed inside.
"Cosmos!" he shouted involuntarily.
All the girls that were surprisingly only the occupants of the shop casted surprised looks at him and he? He was breathed heavily, almost panting.
"It's Tyson."
"He's the three times world champ."
"What he must be doing here?"
He ignored all the voices and picked the cosmos bouquet choosing a combination of blue and white flowers along with hydrangeas and giving it for plastic sheathing at the counter. The man was generous and he did the work quickly and handed him.
"Thank you." He mumbled and handed the note.
That was a close one. One little nervous look and all of them would have tore me. Hell.
He meticulously tugged the bouquet, and locked the part and drove hastening and accelerating. That was our Tyson, same old Tyson, the only difference with the more care and feelings that has developed.
He half slipped the bike as he reached the dojo, however he landed it safely and rushed upstairs. Luckily, there was just Kenny and Ray to counter him but they simply watched him in amazement.
Tyson entered the room with cared steps. Watching the brunette watching sleep in her siesta, he took the plunge not to disturb her. He glided the flowers smoothly beside the table, and thumped on his beret already envisaging her cordial sweet mumbles. He sighed in nostalgia as he thought.
For some reason, he could think of all their times when they were together. His memories would range from the first time he saved her and Kenny from those black men (thinking of first season) till today when she was resting her wrists on his shoulders. The deep contemplations brought thunder shock of ecstasy in him. He flushed slightly as he was oscillating his left ankle that was placed on the right one, his hands casually resting beneath his head buried in his hair. The slight thought of Hilary beside him flushed his skin. The girl had the glorious effects on him. Her touches were cures and her words to him were magic.
Though it seemed that many things did repeat, and this included his persistent feelings for her. He wondered if this was true for Hilary as well. Who knows? The girl has given him a thunder shock declaring daringly how she would confess. Though internally, he would just crave it but then it was just not the same coming to the façade of his demeanor.
His thoughts were interrupted when he heard her stirring slightly. He averted deliberately his gaze on her. She noticed the flowers that were laid beside her and smiled vaguely. He controlled the urge to slither towards her and just waited.
"You brought them?" she grinned softly.
"Yeah." He sighed casually.
"Like a superhero?" he laughed.
"Not exactly." He said seriously.
"Kidding, dear!"
"But can you say me how exactly those flowers are gonna work on you?"
"I was just kidding, they can't help me but I wanted you to stop worrying." He smirked under hysteria.
"SO YOU SAID ME TO BRING THEM?" His jaw dropped.
"Well, that was the only way I could have distracted you Tyson."
"You've no idea how I brought them, almost being subjected to"
"Subjected to what?" she said teasing him, poking her arm in his stomach.
"You wanna know?" he smirked high.
"Alright, I think I understood." She said quickly.
With that she got up. She could sense that compulsion in him for her and she just wanted to escape it. Tyson was expecting this, he wasn't shocked but then all he could do was just accept her. This was just Hilary, just like she was, she is. Hilary took the flowers and glanced at them… Cosmos and Hydrangeas…Beautiful… he smiled softly and kept the flowers carefully on the study table making sure it looked attractive from general point of sight.
The day was very typical. She was helping Ray with the dinner, Max as often bringing a lot of mustard and less vegies, and then here, we have our handsome lone-wolf, who's not terrified of anything. Hilary was spending rest of her time showing the chart to Tyson, which he causally passed comments on teasing her successfully. She would just pout knowing very well that his intentions were not less than seeing her anger-some face. It was sorta peaceful today, though she wouldn't reveal that part of her head was yelling at her about the ache, she wouldn't say it to anyone, it was just a minor one.
The sedatives that she took were actually the tranquilizers. These included just Restorol or Imovane. She would always hide that from him. Of course, she can't fight him for that. What he would be saying would just be more weighted rather than her reasons to harm herself in some way.
A/N: Well, I guess there would be a few more chapters left for completion of this story and don't expect the flow to be smooth. xD Thanks to everyone who reviewed to the story- Omm and Neha. I wasn't able to respond to the author's reviews, sorry. I was quite busy in college and stuff and got too tired. Well, a random question: Did anyone got ragged?