A/N: Don't kill me!!! I'm sorry I haven't updated in like…FOREVER. But you see…I have a really good excuse. You see, my other story: Moonlight's Inferno has totally got me writing, I have tons of ideas for it and well…eh…plus, my REVIEWERS, have me updating weekly cause…I just can't disappoint them…I'm not saying my two reviewers disappoint me cause they actually review!!! (Thank you by the way) But any way…IF you do review, I might be motivated to update ASAP…so…review, that is if you want to…(it isn't that hard…) I'm not trying to be mean…I just want a few reviews, ya know…to see how I'm doing, if it's good or not…or if you have suggestions I'm all ears…uh…eyes…um…whatever. I mean…approximately 50 people read each chapter…some more than others…so…yeah…I think you folks get where I'm going at… Okay, I'm done. On with the story:
Disclaimer: This is seriously going to be my last one…it's going to stay the same, so if you see anything related to beyblade…off the bat…it's not mine.
Rain
Kai was lying on his bed, twirling the engagement ring; he hadn't slept at all after last nights events. Sighing, Kai threw the covers off him and went into his walk in closet. He knew what he had to do: he needed to set things right again.
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(Sniff, sniff) Tsuki told herself that she wasn't going to cry, that she was going to stay strong, but the tears continued to fall. 'How long…how long has he…' Tsuki closed her eyes, the memory of her seeing him at the café to the part where he told her that they were just friends. Tsuki opened her eyes. 'He's been cheating on me ever since. I should have questioned him further when he…when he hesitated while telling me that they were just friends…' Tsuki clenched her bed sheet, the tears falling more rapidly. She felt so stupid, all the years she had been with him…gone. It was all for nothing, right? 'If it was, then why does it hurt so much?'
Ryu stood outside Tsuki's door; he wanted to go in and comfort her, but then he heard sniffling. 'I'd better wait till she's ready. I can't believe Kai would do that. He was so protective of her…why? Why would he throw everything away like that? …No. I don't believe it, there has to be more, maybe we're missing something…or…am I just hoping? Hoping that this is just one big misunderstanding?' Ryu sighed and headed back to the guest room, his mind heavy with thought.
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Kai was parked a street away from Tsuki's home. He had been there for over an hour, but he couldn't bring himself to go there. He had gone through plenty of scenarios of what would happen if he appeared on her doorstep. One: Kage would answer, as usual; see him and punch his lights out. Two, he could try to sneak into Tsuki's room, but if she was really angry, which she probably was, then she would push Kai off of her window sill and to his death…or towards a broken neck, which ever. There were much more, but he couldn't take it. Kai buried his face into his hands. He chuckled. 'Heh…I just proved Kage's theory of me being 'an unreliable playboy who's out to get his sister…' I'm so stupid.' Kai leaned back and ran a hand through his hair. He started the car's engine. 'No point sitting here and moping. I came here to set things right again…hopefully.'
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Kage was in the kitchen, drinking coffee. He couldn't sleep at all last night. 'Heck, I bet no one slept at all. I bet on my life that they are all thinking what I've been thinking: 'Why did he do it?' It doesn't make any sense. He always got under my skin and I told Tsuki flat out that I didn't like the guy, but…he continually proved me wrong…why now? After he had gotten this far, why?' Kage ran an agitated hand through his hair. It didn't make any sense. None of it. Kage couldn't even believe it when Renée told him what happened. He thought they were pulling his leg, trying to outsmart him; but when he saw his sister's tear stained face, it was like being hit in the face, unexpectedly, with a brick. It was shocking…and painful. But Kage's gut feeling told him otherwise, and his gut was at least 99.9 percent right…most of the time. But then, he couldn't help but think that maybe this is the .1 percent feeling…but after he thought that, he'd shake it off again. It was really annoying. (Dingdong)
Kage stayed put for a while, he's gut told him who it was. He didn't know if he should answer or not. Taking a deep breath, Kage headed for the front door.
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Kai heard the door open; he closed his eyes waiting for the incoming impact. He didn't bother to defend himself, in fact, he wanted Kage to hit him, hit him so hard that he'd get a concussion that was so severe he'd be in a coma. That's how bad he felt. But it never came. Kai slowly opened his eyes.
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Kage stepped aside, "I don't know what's going on, nor do I want to hear your side of the story." Kage pointed towards the top of the stairs, his eyes downcast towards the floor. He was afraid that if he looked at Kai, he was going to kill him; so he avoided looking at him at all cost. "Just go up there and prove me wrong." Kai looked taken back by his last statement. Kage didn't stop there, "Prove me wrong like you have been through all the years you and my sister have been together. Go up there and prove me that all the things I've said about you were a waste of my breath, that they were just pathetic excuses that I came up with to express my hatred towards you." Kage paused for a minute, his eyes never leaving the ground as Kai walked past him. Kage closed his eyes, opened them, and lifted his gaze to the point so he was looking at the back of Kai's head. "You need to prove everyone wrong this time. I don't even know why I'm siding with you, to tell you the truth…Actually, I do. So go up there. And don't bother coming back down until you've set things right. Understand?" Kai kept silent for a second, "Yeah." Then he headed up the stairs towards Tsuki's room. Kage sighed and went back to the kitchen, "Now I know I've really lost it. Great. I'm talking to myself." Kage took a sip of his almost cold coffee, gagged, and through the remaining in the sink.
Kai stood in front of Tsuki's door, fist clenched to knock. But he didn't have to. The door slowly opened. Kai held his breath, violet clashed with crimson.
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Tsuki looked at Kai, stepped back into her room, and slammed the door shut.
Kai didn't even have a second to comprehend what happened. He just started knocking her door and begging her to open up.
Tsuki slid down the door. She brought her knees towards her chest and buried her face. She felt the tears coming again. She also felt exhausted. She tried to ignore his pleas, but she couldn't. His voice was too hard to ignore. She just cried harder, silently wishing that this was just a nightmare, and that when she wakes up, everything will be alright. But that wish was also a dream, a way to run and hide from her problems, a way to escape for a while, just until she found the strength to face him, to let go.
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Kai banged his head on the door. It was hopeless.
"You know, you could always use your entrance." Kai turned to Ryu, who was leaning on the doorframe of his room with his arms crossed. "Hn. She probably locked it."
"But you don't know that for sure." Kai turned away. "It's worth a shot you know…" Ryu went back into his room. Kai sighed and descended the stairs.
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Kage poked his head as Kai passed him. "Hey?! Where are you going?" Kage got up and followed him. "Didn't I tell you that you couldn't leave until you set things right again!" Kai ignored him and walked around the house up to a Sakura tree. He began climbing the tree. Kage watched him as he began to scoot himself towards the edge of the branch; once he was there, he opened Tsuki's window and climbed in. 'Huh…so that's how he sneaks in.'
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Hearing her window open, Tsuki lifted her head. Through her tears, she was the blurry image of Kai's figure. Her eyes widened in surprise. 'The window. How could I forget?' Kai slowly advanced towards her. She was immobile; all she could do was stare at him as he came closer to her. She opened her mouth, but no sound came. Kai was right in front of her. He kneeled down so he was eye level with her. "I'm sorry." Kai whispered his apology, his eyes never leaving his.
That one apology, it was meant to make her feel a little better, but it didn't. It made her angry, furious even. She felt disgusted by those words.
Kai watched as Tsuki's eyes hardened, the warmth gone; replaced by malice.
It came unexpectedly, it was so sudden that Kai didn't even know what happened. All he heard was the 'SMACK' from her hand when it collided with his face. It hurt. It hurt like Hell, but compared to her pain, this was nothing.
Kai turned his head slowly towards Tsuki, his eyes shadowed by his bangs. He didn't dare look into her eyes; he couldn't. "Let me explain. Please."
Explain. He wanted to explain, explain what? She saw what she saw. She didn't need explaining, what did he think she was, a five year old? What she needed right now was to be left alone. Away from him. She couldn't even stand looking at him. There are no words that could describe what she was feeling right then. Tsuki pushed Kai away from her, got up and left. Kai followed after.
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Tsuki banged on Ryu's door, which opened up. Tsuki went in, Kai following. Ryu looked at the pair. "Tsuki, it's not what you think. It looked like it, but we didn't anything like that. We were talking at the bar, I had more than I should have had to drink. I wasn't myself." Tsuki had her back to him. Kai knew she was listening, but he didn't know if she was weighing his words, thinking it over, considering it…considering him. That was one of the many characteristics that piqued Kai's interest. With others, he was able to read them like a book, but with Tsuki, it was different. He didn't know what was running through her mind, what course of action she would take; but right now, he wished he knew.
"It doesn't matter." She spoke at last, her back still turned to him. "If you were able to come to your senses that fast…you couldn't have been badly intoxicated to the point your judgmental skills failed you." Kai lifted his arm to try to reach out to her, but brought it back down to his side. "You're right." Tsuki turned to him. "I'm just making up excuses. You're right. I kind of knew what was going on, but I didn't bother to stop till that last minute. I had no control. It's my fault. I'm sorry." Kai turned and walked out the door. Tsuki stood glued to her spot for sometime, before she slumped to the ground, holding herself and silently crying. It was over.
Kage and Ryu, who left the pair alone, turned their heads towards Kai, who hung his head down. They heard the door close and the sound of a car speeding away. Ryu turned to Kage, "Is that it? He's done?" Kage took a sip of his second batch of freshly brewed coffee, "I don't think so. If it is, he's pathetic. And knowing how big of a pride he has, he won't give in." Ryu looked at the stairs and got up. "I'm gonna go check on Tsuki; she's probably more stressed out and exhausted after their 'little' dispute." Kage nodded.
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Kai drove away, feeling defeated. He didn't know what to do. A part of him told him to just give up, throw in the towel, walk away; but the other told him to keep fighting, to get up after every hit; to move forward. But then, there was another part of him, it told him to let go; it wasn't giving up…it was kind of the alternative of it. She was probably going to forever hate him…maybe not…but she'll probably never forgive him. If he continued to pursue her, he'll hurt her more. But if he tells her that she wins, he'll bruise his pride. So why not pick the alternative, you don't win, but you don't lose either. The only downfall of that choice is: she'll never be his again. If he lets go, she'll find someone else, maybe someone better…that's good right? 'But, what if I don't want to let go…what if I want to hold on…then what?' He felt lost, hopeless. He hadn't felt this way in a long time. 'If I never agreed to that stupid bachelor party…No. If I stopped seeing Aya, cut all ties with her, this would have never happened. What am I saying, when does Kai Hiwatari put the blame on others, when he knows for a fact it's his fault? (When he can't face the truth)' Kai was torn, right down the middle. He didn't know what to do anymore.
It began to rain.
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Aya sat; her head against the windowpane. She watched as the rain fell. It was a gloomy day. 'It's as if the Gods are sad as well.' She had thought back, up to the day she laid her forest-green eyes on Kai in Voltaire's study. He looked perfect. She wanted him all to herself, but someone beat her to it. Tsuki. From the day she saw her, she vowed to win Kai's heart, even if it meant that someone had to get hurt. She almost succeeded…kind of.
If she almost got what she wanted, shouldn't she be celebrating? Or preparing a new plan? But instead, she sat by her window, feeling horrible; miserable. She even felt disgusted. Disgusted with herself. If she was wasted maybe she'd feel less guilty, but she wasn't wasted at the party, she had only one to drink. She knew Kai had plenty and wasn't in his state of mind, but she didn't care. All she wanted at that time was Kai. Nothing more. She didn't think about the consequences, nothing. She didn't even consider how Kai would have felt the next day if they went through with it. She was a greedy bitch and she knew it. That's what made it more disgusting. She knew what she was doing, what could happen, who would be affected by it the most, but she didn't care at the time or any other time.
She ruined a potentially wonderful relationship; marriage, all because of her selfishness. If she truly cared about Kai, just as Tsuki did, she would have thought about his happiness first. But she didn't. After some thought, she concluded that what she had for him wasn't love…it was more of a lust. And now that she figured that out, she hated herself even more.
Pathetic. That is what she is. A pathetic excuse for a well brought up person. 'I'm no better than a whore, or one of his many crazed fan girls…what am I going to do? I can't face Kai…God knows he doesn't want to see me, and Tsuki…Dear God! I don't have the right to even be ten feet away from her…What am I going to do? It's probably too late to fix things; something like catching your fiancé with another woman can never be forgiven so easily, let alone forgotten. I screwed up big time.'
Aya buried her face in her arms. The sound of the raindrops hitting her window rang through her ears; to her, it sounded like little bullets hitting her heart. They represented the guilt she felt. The feeling made her stomach churn uncomfortably, making her feel nauseated.
The rain came down, rhythmically, softly, swiftly. The faintest sound of 'drip, drip, drop' could be heard with each fall. The gloomy, grey clouds covered the once vast blue sky, making a kind of mournful, yet soothing affect. Some say, rain represents sorrow, tears, pain. Others say it represents cleansing, purification. To a small majority, the rain represents the dawn of a new day, a brand new beginning, the start…of something new…
A/N: There you go. I know it was kinda angsty and dramatic but it has to be...I mean, it is the aftermath after all, but don't worry...I don't the other few chapters left will be like this...maybe just a tiny bit...but yeah.
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