Raindrop
By Yasashii Namida
I haven't written in so long, but I finally gained the inspiration to continue this.
I was breathing a little heavily from the short sprint up the stairs. I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. I jumped out of bed, slipped my way over to the door and locked it. The footsteps stopped outside my door, and I heard a knock. I did not want to look at him, at least not right now. My heartbeat started to slow, and the adrenaline rushed out of me. I slid down onto the floor, my back against the door. The door was fairly wet, and the water in my hair had evaporated a little bit. I heard a bit of shuffling on the other side and felt something hit the door. Kai was sitting against the door, I guess.
"Kai?" I hoped it was him, after all, I forgot to lock the front door in my rush.
"Hn." Yup, it's Kai alright. I got up to start changing out of my wet I was dressing up, I started talking, wondering if Kai was still there.
"Why are you still here and not at Tyson's?" I wanted to know. Max and Ray knew where I would go when it rained; they found me once singing near the river, while they were getting more food for Tyson's ever growing appetite. I have never seen Kai all those times I have danced in the rain. Tyson and Kenny have never found me dancing in the rain. Out of all the people I expected to get me, it would have most likely been Ray. "They'll goof off without you."
"Tyson's sick." What? "I cancelled practice."
"How bad are we talking about?" I mean, there are a lot of things Tyson can do to fake being sick, it has to be convincing enough that Kai would cancel practice.
"He's not eating." …Okay, I think that warrants some worry. "And vomiting."
"What does that have to do with me anyway? I mean, I can't force him to eat." I waited for a bit for him to answer.
"You didn't show up." I still didn't get it. "Ray thought you got the same thing." Ah, now that makes sense.
"So you thought I got a stomach virus because Tyson did?" He didn't say anything. Wait a second, why am I talking to Kai through a door? I unlocked and opened the door. Kai, who was sitting against said door, fell onto his back. He glared at me.
"You could at least warn a guy." I giggled as he got up. I walked downstairs into the kitchen and looked around. Kai did close the front door. I heard him come down the stairs and stand right behind me.
"You want anything to drink?" He hugged me from behind.
"Hn." He kissed me on the cheek. "Let's go." He let me go heading towards the door.
"Where there's a sick Tyson? No thanks." He stared at me again. "I'm not going and that's final." I plopped on the couch and started reading a magazine. I heard the door lock, and Kai sit down next to me. "Not going?"
"There's a sick Tyson." I smiled, and as soon as I turned the page, I heard rain against the window. I dropped my magazine and went back to the window to watch the raindrops. "Do you do this every time?"
"I do in my own house." I watched another raindrop run down the window pane. "It's relaxing." I thought about Kai sitting on the couch behind me, and sat beside him. He turned his head towards me as I leaned against him. "This is more relaxing though." I felt his arm go around my shoulders, as I started drifting off to sleep. "Kai?"
"Hn?" I sneezed.
"I think I'm sick. Will you take care of me?"
The last thing I heard before going to sleep was Kai saying, "I told you so."