A Champions Crisis
Chapter [7]
Walking through the front door to wonder if he should walk straight back out again – Kai witnessed the sight of his grandfather bollocking a few construction builders whom were carefully handling the pricey features that was fluctuated throughout the Hiwatari mansion.
'What the hell is going on now?' - The bluenette Russian asked himself. 'It's not like Voltaire to redocrate the place.'
"Don't worry Mr Hiwatari. We will ensure that your home is attended to in a delicate and professional manner." The leader of the project then stepped forward to comfort the nervous old man by casually placing a hand onto his tensing shoulder, "Why don't you begin to pack some items to take with you back to Russia?"
Voltaire was sweating, yet his teeth were aggresively grinding against one another. He clearly was unsettled about the idea of these paupers handling the materialistic goods. But he had no choice but to take the advice that was given to him.
"Fine. But if I find one item damaged, I will place your head onto a stake." Voltaire then turned on his heel to be greeted by the presence of his quiet grandson. Kai clearly had no clue as to what was going on, but he was willing to stand and watch just to his grandfather squirm anxiously.
"Kai!" He barked impatiently, "Go to your room and pack a suitcase. We are returning back to Russia until the builders have finished working here."
"What's going on Voltaire?" Kai cut straight to the chase and he placed his hands into his pockets. "Because Mr Dickinson won't be the best of pleased if I phone in 'sick'."
"I don't care what Stanley thinks." Voltaire replied bluntly, "Unless you want to remain in a home which is damp and rundown, then feel free to stay here Kai. Otherwise, I suggest that you pack your suitcase and stop being such a smart a..."
A cocky smirk then spread across Kai's lips and he shrugged at his relative. "I'm going to stay at Tyson's. Have a nice time in Russia, Voltaire." He stated with a hint of sarcasm lingering within his un-emotional tone. Kai then left the room before his grandfather found the opportunity to scold the young rebellious teenager.
After all, his team needed him – Kai couldn't leave even if he wanted too~
"Guys shh. He's waking up." Ray waved his hands to his teammates and he leaned closer towards the bed to gain a better glimpse of Tyson's current state. "It's about time that you woke up Tyson. You have pretty much missed the entire afternoon and we were all getting really worried sick about you."
"Uh..." Tyson jumped out of his skin and inhaled deeply, "Oh Ray. Give me a minute man."
The Granger looked so pale and exhausted despite the fact that he'd had a few hours sleep. If anything, Tyson still looked so unwell and this heavily concerned his teammates. It may be 9pm at night, but the Bladebreakers were ready to break Tyson in order to get some information out of him. After all – they just wanted to help him.
Max was standing beside his best friend whilst holding a glass of water in one hand and some weak pain killers within the other. The American blond was struggling to crack a smile to lighten up the mood within the tense atmosphere – but he did his best to relax Tyson when he gently fluttered opened his eyelids.
"It's great to see you again dude." Said Max in a calm tone, "How are you feeling?"
Adjusting to his familiar surroundings, Tyson nodded negatively and groaned lazily. "I am alright – Could be better." He replied, before Ray assisted him with sitting up straight in the bed.
"I bet." Max then sat on the edge of the bed and passed over the items to Tyson, "Take these. It will help."
"Urgh, I am so sick of seeing tablets." The Granger shivered as he accepted the medication and glass of water. He took the meds and then caught a glimpse of his alarm clock on his bedside table. "Holy shit, it's 9pm!"
Ray rolled his eyes, "I told you that you'd slept all afternoon. I was just about to walk Kenny home and leave you here with Max so he could keep an eye on you throughout the night."
"Keep an eye on me?" Tyson tilted his head and placed his glass onto the bedside table, "You dont have to do that for me. I'm not a hospital patient guys..."
"You shouldn't scare us like that Tyson." Kenny piped up from within the background to catch everyone's full attention, "You hold this team together sometimes. So why can't you trust us enough to let us help you? I mean come on Tyson, what is really going on inside that busy head of yours? What on Earth could possibly destroy the world champion blader so easily? Is it this years competition?..."
"Kenny." Tyson placed a hand onto his throbbing and he squinted, "It's nothing like that. Okay. I have been having issues with my brother and we are meeting up tomorrow to solve our problems. So stop worrying about me and focus on yourselves."
"I hate to sound really blunt and cold. But what is the point in us focusing on our training if we don't have you in good health, Tyson? You're such a huge asset to this team and we need you." Ray stood up straight and folded his muscular arms across his chest, "You are my teammate and my friend. So tell us what the doctor said and what can we do to help?"
Even though the Dragoon wielder knew this was true; he couldn't help but cut the story short to spare his teammates the headache. Instead he just explained to them that the doctor wanted to prescribe him some anti-depressants and therapy sessions to control his anxiety. He also explained to them that he turned down the opportunities offer to go through a more 'natural' method to control his outbursts.
Tyson refused to explain to his friends that he was going through the process of discovering out who really was – thus, meaning that he 'forgot' to mention the small details about his conversation with Kai in the car. In fact, Tyson didn't repeat anything about the time that he'd spent with Kai. He just kept the facts short and sweet so his teammates could settle for the time being.
Still, he knew that the whole story would soon unfold one day in front of his friends. But until then, Tyson wanted to keep the MAJORITY of the information on the low until he could confirm his curiosities.
"Fine. It sounds like you are more or less on the right track to sorting yourself out. But if everything doesn't work out with Hiro, then please give us a call so we can help you get through this." Ray then turned his head over to Kenny to see that the brunette was casually glimpsing at his watch. "I guess you want me to walk you home again then. Fine. I will catch up with you tomorrow morning guys."
With that said, the boys then exchanged their goodbyes and Kenny and Ray left the room. Ray clearly was in a foul mood with the Granger because he was too stubborn to ask for 'help.' But Tyson soon regained his breath when Max and him exchanged a glimpse.
"He's that big brother figure that every guy asks for, isn't he?" Tyson smiled weakly, "I honestly don't know what I would do without Ray sometimes." He then paused to realise that Max too had a reason to go home tonight. "Speaking of 'big brothers', you should be getting home to spend some time with your new sister. After all, we aren't in Japan for much longer Max."
"Why don't you come with me Tyson? I don't really wanna leave you here on your own dude. I'm really worried about you, especially as the doctor said that you were literally steps away from having a nervous breakdown."
"Max." Tyson interrupted with his smile glowing more vibrantly, "I am fine. Just go home and spend some time with Charlotte. Besides, I'm only going to go back to sleep and rest. I am going to be shit company anyways and I will see you all in the morning."
Max began to shift nervously and he lowered his blue eyes to focus his gaze amongst his palms. "Fine. Just promise me that you will phone me or Ray if you feel unwell again." He was blinking back the tears as he said this statement, but Max knew that Tyson was too naive to accept his stubborn mistake of not asking for help sooner.
"Max..."
"I'm not leaving until you do Tyson." The Draciel wielder snapped whilst clenching his fists. "Because if this happens again, I'm frightened that the team because it will break down for good this time. We all don't communicate with each other."
'Where the fuck did that come from?' - Tyson's face dropped and his smile vanished. But he went along with the flow for the sake of Max's peace of mind. "I promise Max. I will call you if things get unbearable in the night. Anyway, I will see you in the morning dude." He nervously reached out his closed hand to tap his fist against Max's.
"You are my best friend. Don't forget that." Max stood up from the bed and he nodded positively. "See you in the morning Tyson. I will have my phone underneath my pillow to listen out for you. But rest up."
'Trust Kai not to be here. The stubborn shit!'~
A/N: I'm sorry for not updating this story for ages - I have been researching some material for my original novel. It's been so draining but such an exciting time for me because I have been bonding with my mother over the book plot xD. Anyways, thank you for your patients guys and take care - Granger~
P.S: I will edit this chapter at a later date because I am in a rush to get to bed as I have work early tomorrow morning xD. I just had to get something out for you all to show everyone that I am not completely ditching my commitments within the fandom.