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Thank you to Silver Suzuka, Rae TB, FlamesOfFury & Mischa for reviewing.
To Silver Suzuka - I have really big plans for Kai and Tala which you will see in the next chapter. Yes, they are a bit evil & demented in a 5-year-old sort of way. I hope that this chapter doesn't disappoint you since it focuses mainly on Tyson & Brooklyn. I have a rather big cast to deal w/h but they will spend a great deal of time together after this so mischief will ensue b/t all of them. And I loved your idea about Kai & Tala pranking the adults & putting the blame on Brooklyn. I'll see if I can work it in somewhere.
To Rae TB - You hit right on the mark with some of your comments. This chapter focuses on Tyson & Brooklyn & you shall see how right you were. I tried to keep it funny but I did throw in a little angst on Brookie's part. Also I really look forward to what you hinted at. I too prefer Brooklyn w/h another male; my preferences being Hiroshi, Kai or Garland but I do like the stories Flames writes w/h he and Julia. Those are really good and the only straight pairing that I can tolerate besides of pairing Brooklyn with my own OC.
To Flames of Fury - Thank you for reading this & reviewing! (Bows humbly before you) I can't believe that 2 of my favorite authors on FanFiction like this! (Shrieks w/h happiness) I'm glad I made you laugh & I hope this chapter lives up to your expectations. The next chapter is where all the real fun is going to begin. I really look forward to your HiroBrooklyn story. They are one of my favorite pairings & so sweet together.
To Misha - I am glad that you like this story & think it's awesome. I haven't seen the last episode of G-Revolutions. I watched it on Jetix & they took it off right before Tyson & Brooklyn's battle. I was so mad! So I have seen every episode except the last 2. I wish the entire 3rd season had revolved around the BEGA storyline. I want to see more of Brooklyn, Garland & Mystel but have to satisfy my cravings w/h fanfiction & my own imagination. Alas, why did a good thing have to come to end?
Chapter Three - A Grandpa & the Green Monster
Hiroshi sighed as he stood at the gate of the dojo he had once called home. He was reluctant to enter the compound but knew that he couldn't put this off forever. Besides with the way, Tyson was jumping up and down beside of him, he knew his little brother had to go to the bathroom yet again. How he wished he could stay at the hotel but the teams had split ways after discussing their problem to find a more permenant and private place to stay. "Hurry up, Hero," Tyson protested as he was getting more jumpy, "I weally got to go."
"Just hold it for a few more minutes," he instructed, trying to open the gate while holding Brooklyn in one arm, Tyson with his other hand and managing their luggage as well. It was almost impossible and he didn't understand how women were so good at handling multiple children. He pushed the gate open with his foot as they walked inside. "Grandpa, we're home!" he shouted, hoping that his elder did not have a heart attack after seeing Tyson and Brooklyn. "How was the tournament, homeboys?" came the familar voice as Hiro took a deep breathe, "I watched it on TV and it was quite intense, dudes."
Whatever else the elder was going to add was forgotten when he saw Tyson. His eyes went wide as he looked toward Brooklyn, who had whimpered in his arm. "Hi grandpa!" Tyson greeted with a smile, "excuse me though." Tyson jerked his hand out of Hiro's and ran for the bathroom. "What the-?" Grandpa began as Brooklyn looked wearily at the older man, "dude, what happened? You said there was a problem but I didn't expect this!"
"It's a long story," Hiro sighed, "when we woke up this morning, we found them like this. I have an idea of how it happened but not how to reverse it." "Well, I'll be," Grandpa muttered, helping his eldest grandson with their bags. They went inside to the lounge as Tyson returned. "Did you wash your hands, Tyson?" Hiro ask. "Yes, I did," Tyson replied with a pout as he looked at his brother and Brooklyn.
There was no masking the look of jealously that he was sending the younger chibi as Hiro set him down. "You are beginning to sound like your father," Grandpa noted with a grin as Hiro cringed from the thought. "Don't say that, grandpa," he whined as Brooklyn looked around the room, "I'm too young to hear such things." They heard more voices in the garden to see that Daichi, Hillary and Kenny had stopped by before returning to their homes. Well that didn't hold true for Daichi since he was staying at the dojo as well.
Grandpa disappeared to the kitchen as Hiro ordered Hillary and Kenny to watch over the two chibis while he went to the attic. "Don't wike them," Brooklyn whined as he held out his arms to him, "go with you, Hero." Hiro sighed as he looked at the young chibi before him. "Please stay here with Hillary, Kenny and Daichi for just a few minutes," he pleaded as Brooklyn grabbed him around the leg and refused to let go. He was crying as Hiro tried to shake him off with no luck.
When Hillary tried to pull him off, his cries got even louder and that is how grandpa found them several minutes later when he walked in the room with a tray of tea and biscuits. Both Hillary and Kenny were trying to pull Brooklyn off and the little chibi was getting the better of both of them! "You are just upsetting the little dude even more," he noted, "what is going on?" "I need to go up to the attic and see if any of Tyson's old clothing or toys are up there," Hiro explained with an exasperated sigh, "but he won't let go of me." "Let Daichi and Hillary look," Grandpa suggested, "I think all of the boxes are marked. Besides, Daichi was up there cleaning about a week ago. He knows his way around."
Daichi grumbled something inaudible as Hillary followed. Hiro sat down on the floor after Brooklyn had let go of his leg seeing that he wasn't going to be abandoned. Brooklyn plopped down right in his lap as Tyson looked green with jealously. "He is really attached to you," Grandpa remarked with a chuckle as he set a glass of milk and biscuits before Tyson, "do you care to explain what happened to cause this?" It took Hiro about twenty minutes to describe the events of the morning as Grandpa nearly choked on his tea when he heard how many of the bladers had been effected.
"Everyone would want a bit beast if they knew about this," he remarked as he looked at the two chibis, "who knew they held the key to the fountain of youth." They heard a loud bang in the hallway to see that Daichi and Hillary had both dropped a box. "That is all I am doing," Hillary exclaimed, "If I knew that I would have to work, I would have just went home. I will see all of you later." She bid everyone good-bye but especially Brooklyn, who smiled from her kiss. Tyson turned green again as Kenny followed Hillary's lead; citing that he had to do some research on ancient bit beasts and their powers.
"Dis is not fair, Hero," Tyson demanded, standing up to face his older brother, "I am your bwother, he is a stwanger. Why you take care of him better than me?" "He has got you there," Daichi remarked, also noticing how differently Hiro had treated the two chibis all day. "Not yours, mine!" Brooklyn snapped, wrapping his tiny arms around Hiro's chest. Fortunately, he was too small to cut off his breathing or circulation so he was safe.
Hiro paled when he realized the two were fighting for his affection. Sure Brooklyn had been clingy all day but now he was being possessive and Tyson did not like it at all. "Let go!" Tyson demanded, grabbing ahold of the collar of Brooklyn's shirt and trying to pull him off. "No!" Brooklyn screamed, holding on with all of his might. "Grandpa, do something!" Hiro pleaded as he was in the middle of a chibi tug-of-war battle. When Tyson didn't have any luck removing Brooklyn, he had started to pull on Hiro instead!
All Daichi could do was sit there and laugh at the scene. Grandpa smiled and looked at the two fighting chibis with amusement. "Kids are so cute when they are that age," Grandpa remarked with a strange look in his eye, "takes me back to when you were a toddler. Tyson's behavior reminds me a great deal of yours when he was born. You were jealous that Tyson was getting all of the attention and did all manner of things to get Bruce and Yoshio's attention but I think you were actually worse."
He started to chuckle and joined Daichi laughing, leaving the two chibis fighting over Hiro, who was accidentally being punched and kicked by his much smaller boyfriend. He didn't know if he could survive several weeks with these two at their current ages. Fortunately they were saved by an unlikely source. No one had heard the arrival of Judy, Max and Garland as they walked into the lounge. The coach of the All-Starz started to laugh at the state of the coach of the BEGA bladers.
Hiro gave the woman a glare that would have made Kai proud. Fortunately, hyper Max was good for something. "Tyson, wanna play!" he shouted as he jumped up and down. Tyson's attention turned to Max and looked between the two. In the end, Max won as Tyson ran off with his new best friend. Garland remained standing in the place that he had been. The other adults finally stopped laughing at Hiro's expense, who downed his now cold tea in a gulp.
"What do you want, Judy?" he inquired with a death glare. "I apologize for laughing," she said as she wiped her eyes, "but I couldn't help myself. Stanley has found a house for the others to stay in. Robert and Johnny are insisting on paying for it since they are going to have to stay in Japan to take care of Oliver and Enrique until they revert back to normal. Here is the address. You have been invited for a playdate tomorrow at ten for the kids. Stanley thinks they need to spend a lot of time together at their current ages."
"So I can be further embarrassed by these two," Hiro snapped as Brooklyn whimpered. He had forgotten the chibi was still in his lap as he rubbed his back to comfort him. "Also I was wondering if you could handle another of the children," she remarked, blushing red with embarrassment, "since you have Daichi, Hillary and Kenny to help." Hiro's eyes nearly popped from their sockets. He couldn't believe that the woman had the gall to ask that of him after what had just happened moments before. Wasn't two of these damn chibis enough to handle?
"Sure we can handle another," Grandpa replied for him and with a wide smile. If Hiro could have gotten up, he would have choked the eldest Kinomiya with his bare hands. Didn't he just witness how Tyson reacted to Brooklyn? How was he going to react to another chibi staying with them? "Well, I am giving you Garland," she replied to the chibi who was sitting quietly to himself and watching everyone around him, "I can't handle him with both Max and Mystel. Mystel is as hyper as Max."
'Well, it could have been worse,' Hiro thought as he looked at the youngest Tzebult, 'we could have gotten stuck with Kai or Tala instead of Garland.' "Oh great," Daichi remarked, sharing Hiro's sentiment, "another one to look after." "This chibi is very well behaved," Judy praised the silver-haired child who smiled, "he is very well mannered like Oliver. I don't think you will have any problems with him. Well, I'll see you tomorrow."
Grandpa escorted her to the door as Tyson returned to the lounge after losing his best friend to the afternoon. "What he doing here?" he ask, pointing to Garland. "He will be staying with us as well," Hiro informed, waiting for the tantrum to start, "you are to treat Garland well since he is a guest in this house." Tyson glared at Garland, who simply ignored him. Now, this was going to be interesting if Tyson couldn't provoke Garland into a fight like he could Brooklyn.
"I've got the perfect thing to do," Grandpa announced on his return, looking at Garland and Tyson, "how about we play a game of hide-and-seek?" "Really," Tyson said, smiling and forgetting about his houseguests. "I'll count to twenty-five and the two of you hide," Grandpa suggested. "Grandpa, what about me?" Daichi demanded, "I want to play too." "Sure, little dude," Grandpa shrugged, "do you and Brooklyn want to play, Hiro?"
"There is no way that I am playing hide-and-" Hiro began but Brooklyn cut him off. "I do," he shouted, shrilly, jumping up from Hiro's lap, "and so does Hero." Brooklyn grabbed his hand in his own and looked at his elder with a smile that Hiro could not resist. "Damn chibi eyes," Hiro muttered as he stood up and let Brooklyn lead him out to the garden. "Now the rules are simple," Grandpa began, "You can't leave the grounds of the dojo. The koi pond will be the safe zone."
When Grandpa turned around, closed his eyes and started to count, the two chibis took off in opposite directions as did Daichi. Hiro thought he could get out of the game but his luck was not that good. It just so happened that Brooklyn had no intention of hiding alone which meant he was being led by the ginger-haired chibi into the house for a place to hide. "Need a place," Brooklyn was murmuring to himself as his eyes looked around them. He seemed unhappy since Hiro was much bigger than he was and therefore harder to hide.
"Brooklyn," Hiro stated, leaning down, "why don't you just hide from grandpa? I am much too big to play this game since I won't fit in all of the good hiding places." "But don't want to hide by myself," Brooklyn whined as his sea foam green eyes glistened with unshed tears. "I will stand here to watch over you," he reassured, "and make sure nothing gets you. I promise that nothing bad will happen."
"Don't make me," the little chibi bellowed as the tears rolled down his face, "mummy and daddy make the same promise and they-" "They what?" Hiro inquired as he kneeled to Brooklyn's level. He put a hand on his shoulder as he suddenly jerked back with his eyes wide. Hiro would recoginize that look of fear anywhere from the work he had done around children. He knew an abused and neglected child when he saw one. He quickly mask his anger since Brooklyn would think it was directed at him instead of his parents.
Grandpa had been right behind him about to tap Hiro with his shinai but had witnessed the scene as well. "Brookie, I am not your parents," Hiro reassured, "I will never hurt you intentionally. That I promise with all of my heart." "Promise," Brooklyn sniffed as Grandpa decided to leave the two alone and hunt the other three. He would talk to Hiro about it later since he hated to see a child, who had been mistreated by their own flesh and blood.
"I promise, tenshi," he comforted as Brooklyn ran to him and tackled him around the chest. He was sobbing as Hiro lifted him into his arms. He held the chibi tightly as he cried and felt his neck getting wet from all of the tears. He rubbed his back and whispered loving things in his ear to soothe him. He was glad when Brooklyn started to hiccup since he was starting to calm down. (A/N - Tenshi means angel.)
Hiro pulled him away and looked at the tearstained but sweet face and tenderly caressed his cheek. He kissed him gently on the forehead as Brooklyn smiled a little. "I wuv you, Hero," Brooklyn remarked, wrapping his arms around his neck. Hiro chuckled and returned the hug ten-fold. "And I love you, my little tenshi," he whispered, "are you ready to join the others?"
Brooklyn shook his head no as Hiro made a detour to the bathroom to wash his face. "Tyson don't wike me," Brooklyn whispered as he sat sadly on the sink. "He does like you," Hiro reassured, "he is just jealous that I have you to take my attention away from him. He'll get use to you eventually." He whispered the last word as he finished wiping his face that was still red but without the tears.
He had a feeling by the time this was over with that he would be ready to be a parent if that ever happened. He doubted it as he looked down at his little angel. Brooklyn was smiling again and the sparkle had returned to his eyes. Hiro groaned in frustration and had to bit his lip. This was so hard. How was he suppose to survive without his intimate company for several weeks? He was twenty-one and needed what only his boyfriend could give him and that was impossible at the moment.
"Let's go find the others," Hiro suggested, snapping out of his hentai memories since they would have to substain him until this was over. He threw the rag into the hamper and then lifted Brooklyn into his arms, who laughed and wrapped his arms around his neck. They heard laughter coming from the garden to find grandpa sitting in his koi pond soaked to the bone while Tyson, Garland and Daichi were pointing and laughing. Hiro bit down on his lip to hide his own grin but couldn't help it as he joined in with the laughter. Well, grandpa actually deserved it by laughing at him earlier but the elder Kinomiya looked at him with a glare that made him go silent.
"The two of you can watch them while I take a bath," Grandpa spat, sending a glare toward Tyson and Garland, who were leaning on each other for support. He stalked away with water dripping from his long hair. When Hiro knew that grandpa was out of hearing distance by the slamming of a door, he turned to Daichi. "What exactly happened?" he ask with a broad smile. "Tyson made the mistake of calling him 'old'," Daichi informed inbetween howls of laughter, "when grandpa lunged for him, he simply ducked and grandpa landed in the koi pond."
Hiro thought it was funny but knew that he had to reprimand Tyson for his behavior. "Tyson, that wasn't at all nice," he stated, firmly as the laughing stopped, "you will apologize to grandpa when he comes out of the bath." Garland who had been laughing as well suddenly stopped, turned to Tyson and added, "that is right. Where is your respect for your elders?" Tyson blew Garland a raspberry as Hiro murmured the word 'suck up' to Garland.
He had only said that to get out of trouble with the adults and Hiro knew it. It seemed that Garland had been able to manipulate adults when he had been younger to get out of trouble. This was going to be interesting but when they went over to the house to visit the others, Hiro planned on finding someone else to watch him since Tyson and Brooklyn were enough to handle at the moment. He bet grandpa wasn't so happy about taking him in now. "Hero, what funny?" Brooklyn ask as he looked down at the chibi in his arms, "grandpa fell into pond. What funny 'bout that? He could have hurt himself."
Hiro's eyes widened from that remark and had to remind himself that Brooklyn had been a child prodigy and was more likely to understand more than the normal child his age. Brooklyn looked up at him and was waiting for an answer to his question. "It would take more than that to hurt grandpa," Daichi snorted but stopped when he saw Hiro's glare. "Is he a superhero or something?" Brooklyn ask as Daichi & Hiroshi burst into laughter from that remark. The little chibi only made himself look more adorable than he was all ready as his sea foam green eyes widened when he looked up at Hiro.
"Hero, dat not fair," Tyson snapped with his hands on his hips and a glare on his face, "you punish me for laughing at grandpa but it okay for you and monkey boy to do it." "Hey," Daichi growled as Tyson whined and took off running with the older boy in pursuit. "He get what he deserved," Garland remarked with a smile as he and Hiro laughed at Tyson's expense, "he may look and act like monkey but I don't say dat. It's rude." "How right you are, Garland," Hiro added, "how right you are."
The rest of the evening past in relative quiet after Tyson and Daichi had stopped chasing one another. They either watched television after dinner or played with the toys that Daichi had brought down from the attic. Tyson and Garland were on speaking terms once again as they had out the Legos and were building some type of castle with them. Tyson had apologized to grandpa from the scene earlier but the older man was still mad after stepping on some of the blocks in his bare feet. Daichi was playing Tyson's Gamecube but for Hiro, it didn't matter what he was doing since Brooklyn remained in his lap the entire evening.
He only got up to go potty which required his attention as well. None of Tyson's old toys had interested him that much with the exception of the stuffed animals which were plentiful and another old toy that Hiro couldn't believe they had kept. An old rag doll had fallen out of the box that Tyson had flung away like it had some disease. Hiro had picked it up as the memories came flooding back to him. Their mother, Yoshio, had bought the doll when she had been pregnant with Tyson, thinking that perhaps that she was going to have a girl. Well, nature proved her wrong, five months later when she had another son and she had tried in vain to get him to play with it.
He had hated it from the day he could pick up items on his own and throw them. Hiro had been about to toss it back into the box but Brooklyn had seen and pleaded to have it. He couldn't resist his eyes as he gave in and the chibi took it to play with. He affectionantly called it Hera for some odd reason, making Hiro wonder how early Zeus had come into his life. Well, if he had been lonely and ostracized from his peers so early then that explained the bit beast's appearance at such a young age.
Of course, Hiro's curiosity got the better of him as the evening progressed and bedtime approached. "Brooklyn, why did you call that doll, Hera?" he ask with interest. "She is Zeus' wife," he stated, simply with a shrug of his shoulders as though it explained everything. "But why?" Hiro questioned, looking at the sweet little bundle in his lap as he had to smack himself on the head from more hentai thoughts. This was getting even more difficult to deal with since the chibi sat with him all the time.
"Daddy tell stories 'bout the Greek gods," the child replied with a clarity that Hiro had never heard in someone so young, "he teaches 'bout them & my favorite always been Zeus but Hera nice." Hiro remembered Brooklyn mentioning something before his chibification that both of his parents were professors at an university. It made sense for him to know of the mythical figures if they taught the subject. He remembered that his own father had told him all kinds of stories from around the world when he had been young that had been based on legend or myth. Hiro decided to drop the subject for now instead of prodding for information. If Brooklyn had been reluctant to discuss the subject as a teen, he probably had a good reason for it and he didn't want to invade his privacy or lose his trust for snooping.
The worse experience of the day came when it was time to give the three a bath. Hiro, grandpa and Daichi had played Rock-Paper-Scissors to decide who was going to be the chump who would have to bathe them. Hiro had all ready known that he would be washing Brooklyn no matter what the outcome but he didn't want to deal with Tyson and Garland. Unfortunately, his luck was bad again as he groaned when he lost to grandpa's scissors with paper. Grandpa and Daichi both laughed evilly before they parted ways as the three chibis stood nearby wondering why Hiro was upset.
"Hero, what wrong?" Brooklyn ask, tugging on his pants as Hiro groaned even more. "You don't want to know," he muttered, "let's take a bath." Hiro thought it would be easier to give the three a bath together; save time and if possible a mess. Actually it took longer to bathe the three of them as Garland and Tyson splashed water everywhere. The entire bathroom was soon soaked and Hiro looked like a drowned cat aka Metal Driger when he came out. The chibis weren't even as wet as he was.
"Don't say a word," he growled as he walked past Daichi and grandpa, who burst into laughter when he went to Tyson's room. He was cursing in a language that he hoped none of them understood as he quickly dressed Tyson and Garland in some of his little brother's old clothes. "Get into bed and go to sleep!" he ordered without even saying good night or sweet dreams. He wasn't in the mood to deal with them now after what happened in the bathroom. He picked up Brooklyn, who had been wrapped in a towel and took him to his room since he knew that Brooklyn would be sleeping near him or not at all.
He quickly dressed the chibi that had somewhat behaved himself in the tub and then sat him down on the pallet he had fixed on the floor. "Good night, tenshi," he whispered, kissing the child on the cheek. "Nite Nite Hero," Brooklyn replied, laying down with Hera in his arms, "don't weave me pwease." Hiro sighed since he needed to dry and prepare himself for bed as he sat down on the edge of his own. When Brooklyn finally fell asleep, Hiro couldn't help but smile even after what had happened minutes before.
"You don't know how much you mean to me, my little tenshi," he murmured, kissing the sleeping chibi again, "I love you so much, Brooklyn." He pushed the hair from his face as he gathered his own clothes to prepare himself for bed. He dreaded the thought of the play date in the morning and wished there was some way out of it. He knew there wasn't since Stanley had given him time off from his work at the BBA to take care of Tyson and Brooklyn. "Why me, gods?" he muttered under the hot spray of another shower, "what did I do to deserve this?" The gods didn't answer him or did he expect one. In fact, they were probably laughing like a maniac wherever they lived from the torture that they were going to put Hiro through.
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