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Disclaimer: I do not own beyblade or any thing associated with it.
Warning- Yaoi. If you don't like it, don't read it.
When the stars cease to shine
Chapter-3
Kai woke up in the dark.
Well, that was funny… his lava lamp was always on his table, so it was never too dark in his room… Where was it?
And where was his glow-in-the dark digital clock? He didn't even know if it was day or night now.
Besides, something was wrong with his bed. It was normally very bouncy and his pillows were so soft, sometimes they almost suffocated him. Even though the bed he was sleeping on now was soft, cool and comfy, it wasn't as luxurious.
He realized that in his sleep he'd kicked the quilt off and was now feeling chilled. He tried to pull the collars of his super light silk nightshirt up to his ears…
…and came into contact with bare skin… WTH?
He wasn't wearing anything other than his under wear! Someone had taken off his clothes, there was no other explanation. He never slept in anything except silk. Who would dare to do such a thing? Grr… He was gonna make them pay…
His stomach rumbled. Weird… He was never hungry in the morning, mostly because he never missed dinner. Wait, what did he have for dinner…?
…What did he do after heading into that club yesterday? …
Shit, did he black out or something?
Could it be…?
A door opened and a guy stepped out, clad in nothing but a towel. Light was pouring from behind him, highlighting his slender frame with a halo of light. His red hair was the only thing he could make out about him. He said "Hey, you're up! Did you sleep well?" as if they'd known each other for years.
Kai didn't know what to say. So he screamed.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
"WHOA! Shut up before you wake the neighbors!"
Kai scrambled to cover himself up with the pillows, hugging them to his body. "WHO ARE YOU? WHERE ARE MY CLOHES? WHERE AM I? WHO ARE YOU?"
"Ah, you already asked that-"
"THEN GIVE ME THE GODDAMN ANSWER!"
"I swear I have a good explanation for all this! Just puh-lease settle down before the annoying bald guy from next door comes to investigate!"
Kai was sweating bullets; he'd never been so embarrassed in his entire life! Wait, there was one time he'd accidentally walked into his friend's dressing room while she had been changing…
Ok! Time to come back to the present, more pressing matter!
He was glaring at Tala from his spot on the bed as he walked around his room.
"Why did you take my clothes?" the volume was considerably lower but he was still mad, very mad!
"Well, you looked kinda uncomfortable so I took your clothes off." When the glare only intensified, he sighed and continued "Oh come on! I'm sorry ok? You were wearing skin tight jeans! Gimme a break!"
"So why did you take my shirt?"
"Dunno, just a spur of the moment thing, I guess?"
Kai snarled.
Tala got really pissed. So he answered with equal hostility. "Hey, I did nothing except take your clothes off, ok? I'm not that kinda guy! Sheesh, after all my effort to save you yesterday, this is the thanks I get! Man you piss me off."
No one had ever yelled at him before, except his grand father (Well that old geezer was always yelling at every one and every thing, so that didn't really count). For a moment, he just lost all expression and sat back down on the bed (He was kneeling before). "Y- You saved me?"
"Well, Duh!" and he told him the entire story of what had happened on the bridge the day before.
This was met with an expression of absolute horror. "I WAS ABOUT TO DO WHAT?"
"You don't remember anything at all?."
"NO! I don't remember a single thing!"
"Hmm… So I guess I'll never find out after all…"
"Huh?"
"Why you tried to kill yourself. Shallow as it may seem, I brought you here just so I could find out. Never mind about that now."
"Um… so this is your house? And what I'm sitting on is your bed?"
"Uh-huh."
"Can I have my clothes back?"
"Sure." And Tala handed over Kai's clothes which had been folded neatly and placed on the bed side table.
"Can you give me five minutes?"
Tala shrugged and walked out of his bedroom.
'Holy frikkin GOD! I almost died yesterday? Shit! Was I that drunk? Hm, I thought you get head aches after you drink… I don't seem to be having any…' WHAM! 'YOW! My head hurts! Me and my stupid mouth… Damnit!'
Putting on his clothes while trying to massage his temples at the same time, he went into the bathroom to splash some water on his face, wash his mouth and freshen up. His mouth felt weird. He missed his red toothbrush more than anything right now. "Oh man… I'm so screwed… big time… I hope grandfather hasn't filed a missing person complaint with the police… Ah shit."
He stepped out to take a closer look at where he'd been sleeping. It looked like a typical bachelor's pad: Messy, with clothes all over the place, shoes tossed under the bedside table. It was a small place. His bathroom was as big as this room.
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Kai came out of the bedroom into the hall where Tala was sitting on his sofa (wearing a t-shirt and track pants). "Hey."
"Hey… Here's some food. I hope you eat buttered toast with jam. Heh."
"Yeah, that's fine… I just wish my head would stop hurting…"
"Wait, lemme get you some pain killers." and Tala went into the kitchen. Kai took the time to look at his surroundings. It was almost a copy of the bedroom, except there was a couch and a couple of chairs here instead of a bed. Tala returned holding a glass of water and an Aspirin. "Here you are." He was very grateful that he'd remembered to remove his prized poster from his wall.
"Thanks."
"Hey, your shark fins are gone!"
"My what?"
"I meant those markings you had on your cheek yesterday."
Kai's hand automatically went to his cheek. "Oh that. It's just paint."
"And your eyes?"
"They're actually red. These are lenses."
"Ohh ."
"So… you live here alone?"
"Yup!"
"It's nice."
"I bet yours is a lot better."
"You think… it's more of a museum than a house. Not a speck of dust anywhere, everything is organized and put away neatly. It's unfriendly, formal and uninviting. Not a warm, cosy dump like yours."
"Ahem, my house is not a dump. It's just cluttered." Tala corrected, defending his home, sweet home.
"Ah- sorry…"
"It's ok."
Kai finished his bread "Thanks… um, what time is it?"
The red head craned his head to look at the clock in the kitchen. "It's, uh, 7.30"
"Oh damn, I should really get going… the old man's gonna be furious!"
"Your Grandfather is really strict, huh?"
"Strict would be a dream come true! He's a nightmare! I'm pretty sure he's Hitler reborn. All that's missing is the funny moustache. He's always ordering me around: Don't go there. Don't do this. Don't eat that. Don't drink this. Don't slouch. Respect your elders. Respect women. Blah blah blah blah-di blah blah. You'd think a guy like him has better things to do like attend meetings or go through his documents or complain about a dust particle on the banister but noooooo. Hn. Stupid old Geezer! All he does is make my life hell." His short outburst was accompanied by a lot of hand waving and pacing around. Then suddenly he stopped. "Um, sorry about that…" he scratched the bridge of his nose in embarrassment.
"That's really nothing to apologize about." Tala was fighting the urge to crush the blunette in a bone breaking hug. It was very difficult.
"Uh, can I use your phone?"
"Sure."
Approximately 2 minutes later…
"Hello? Grandfather? … … I know, I'm sorry… … … I know, just give me a minute to explain… But- … … … look, I'm sorry, ok? I told you I was going to a friend's! … I can take care of myself just fine, grandfather … … … No! You cannot do that and you know it! … No, this is not my fault! … … … Well, I'm calling you now aren't I? … … … But … … … … (sigh) yes grandfather, I'm sorry and I'm coming now … … yes I'll be there in 15 minutes … NO! You will do no such thing! Grandfather!… No! Just- AAAARGH! BYE!" beep
"That old man is gonna die a bloody death one day… a very bloody death at my hands… Grrrrr…"
"Is everything gonna be ok?"
"Yeah… it will be, once I talk to him in person…"
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Kai was silent during the entire ride. He just stared dejectedly out the window. Tala didn't say anything either, just because he didn't know what to say. Finally they came to where Tala's car was parked on the bridge.
"Thanks for letting me drive your car, she's gorgeous!"
"Don't mention it. Thanks for helping me yesterday."
"No probs." Tala smiled.
He got out and walked to his old blue car. Just like old blue jeans, comfy and familiar and warm. "Hey there, car…" he whispered, running his fingers over the bonnet.
"Good bye, then Tala." Kai sounded rather sad. It made Tala sad too.
"Well, you could call me sometime; we could have a drink or a walk, maybe?"
"We'll see…"
Tala moved to open his door. Suddenly he stopped and turned back to Kai. "Kai?"
Kai, who was also just about to get into his car, turned too. "Hm?"
"I read once in the Oxford Dictionary of Quotations and Proverbs, that There are those who never stretch out their hand for fear it will be bitten. But those who never stretch out their hand will never feel it clasped in friendship. Deep, ne?"
Kai smiled slightly. "Very."
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Quote by Michael Heseltine. I don't own anything, except a copy of Oxford Dictionary of Quotations and Proverbs. Ahaha.
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