Well, here's the final chapter of Flying To You. It's been cleaned up a bit as per the conditions on this site, but if you want the full version you can check it out on the homepage in my profile, though, really, you're not missing much.

I want to send a big thank you to my lovely reviewers, KrymsonDranzer and Ice Princess 666585. You put me in such a happy mood during the dreaded coursework season. :D But enough about me, onwards with the story.

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When Kai finally switched off the television with a derisive snort, Tyson was still staring morosely at his new hands, flexing and curling them, frowning at them with his new face.

"They're idiots," Kai said, leaning over Tyson on the bed. He didn't look up at him.

Kai wondered what the hell Boris had done to his Tyson. The old Tyson would have never let a few protestors on TV bother him. The old Tyson was used to the idea of people being not-exactly-human by the time he was thirteen years old, back when Tala was first cyberised. Why couldn't he accept it of himself?

"You know I love you, right?" Kai asked softly, brushing back Tyson's navy-blue bangs from his forehead. He smiled when Tyson's eyes snapped up to his.

There was a lengthy stretch of silence, then, "Everything's different all of a sudden."

"No, it's not," Kai said. "It's exactly the same."

"No, it's not! I'm a freak now! A freaking robot!" Tyson exclaimed. He sat up suddenly, almost smacking Kai in the chin, and turned his back to him. He had his head bowed, staring at his hands in his lap, watching the fingers flex. He clenched them into a fist and whispered, "Those people on the TV are right."

"Is Tala a freak?" Kai asked. "Or Zeo? Were you lying back then when you told them they weren't?"

Tyson shook his head slowly and Kai hummed thoughtfully as he hugged him from behind. Tyson's body was warm and solid, but not hard; if Kai didn't know any better, he wouldn't doubt that Tyson was all human. Zeo had done a good job on his prosthetic. He buried his nose in Tyson's hair and took a deep breath. He frowned; they'd definitely have to do something about that new car smell, though.

"Then why are you a freak?" he murmured against Tyson's neck, making sure his lips brushed against his synthetic skin with every word. "I never took you for a hypocrite, Kinomiya."

Tyson shuddered, leaning back into his embrace, and Kai almost grunted at the weight, but just about managed to keep it in, knowing that wouldn't help with Tyson's sudden drop in self-esteem.

And if he hadn't already had plans on doing it, he was definitely ready to kill Boris the next time he saw him for doing this to Tyson. Slowly and painfully. Then he would remove his cyber-brain, put him in a new prosthetic body and start the torture again, with all the pain sensors on triple blast. He should have done it a long time ago.

Kai kissed Tyson's shoulder and held him closer.

Tyson dropped his head back against his shoulder and nuzzled his neck, and Kai was surprised to find tear tracks on his cheeks. Tyson opened his eyes as Kai wiped them away with his thumb. He showed him the wetness.

"At least it's fully functional," he said, and Tyson laughed. It was strained, but it was still a laugh. Kai kissed his lips, trailing his hand down Tyson's stomach until his fingers teased the drawstring of his pyjama pants. "Maybe we should see how functional it is."

There was no mistaking his suggestive tone, but just to be sure, as his lover could be quite dense sometimes, he ventured lower, cupping his groin and giving it a firm squeeze.

Tyson gasped, and Kai wasted no time in capturing his lips with his own, tongue plundering the unexplored territory of his mouth eagerly. The strangled moan that escaped Tyson's throat pleased Kai greatly; the hardening flesh under his palm pleased him even more.

Tyson reached back with his right arm to bury his hand in Kai's hair, pulling him ever closer. The position was uncomfortable, but neither of them cared.

That spark, the flame that had been smouldering after finally finding Tyson, that heat that had been all but dead for the years they had been apart suddenly ignited, rising steadily to its old intensity and then some. When they finally came together, Kai felt more complete than he ever had in years.

His universe was whole, and he never wanted to lose that feeling ever again.

When Kai finally managed to pull out, Tyson collapsed onto the bed and rolled over on his back, waiting for Kai to lie down beside him before curling up against him. Kai idly fiddled with his hair, staring at the ceiling.

They lay in silence for a long while, just basking in each other's presence.

Tyson was just drifting off when Kai broke the silence. His voice raspy and deep, with a bit of tune leaking in, he said, "Je m'envole vers toi pour toucher ton coeur. Je m'envole vers toi pour toucher l'amour à travers les vagues du destin."

Tyson smiled against his chest, his heart swelling as he whispered the translation back to him. "I'm flying to you to touch your heart. I'm flying to you to touch love and cross the waves of destiny."

The End