Me: Okay, here's chapter six! Thanks everyone who reviewed!

Tala: Took you long enough to get this thing up...

Kai: What's up with this chapter anyways? Is it a set up?

Me: Uh...not sure...

Miguel: -sweatdrops- Please read and Review

Disclaimer: I no own

Kai felt nervous as he walked downstairs, three steps behind Tala. Yeah, he was counting… Tala glanced back at him, offering him a confident smile before he turned around and went back to his stoic self. Kai felt the blood rushing to his face, hanging back a second to give himself a chance to recover before he followed Tala.

'How can he be so composed?' Kai thought, taking a seat next to the red head. He would have voluntarily taken the seat even if it hadn't been the last open seat. He raised an eyebrow at Ian who was observing them curiously. Ian shook his head and smirked. 'So he knows…do the others?' Kai thought.

Miguel's back was to him and he was…wearing an apron…well then again, he was cooking breakfast…so he was a no. Bryan sat with his arms and legs crossed, his eyes closed. Kai knew he must have felt his stare when he opened his eyes and leaned his head to the side and raised an eyebrow. Kai just shook his head. He looked at Spencer. The oldest was involved in a book. So it was just Ian…

"What are you boys planning to do for the play?" Miguel asked, placing plates in front of Kai. He raised an eyebrow in mild curiosity when he saw Kai looking at Tala from the corner of his eye but didn't comment on it.

"Hopefully convincing Ian to ditch those stupid drama things," Bryan said.

"You mean drama club?" Miguel asked.

"No, I mean drama things," Bryan said, closing his eyes again. "It's stupid they're considered a club."

"Hey!" Ian protested.

"What?" Bryan demanded, opening his eyes to glare at Ian. "It's not like they treat you any good-"

"Bryan," Tala snapped. Bryan turned his glare to Tala who met him with his own steady gaze. Bryan was the first to look away, sulking to himself.

"Okay…so what do you guys want to do today?" Miguel asked.

"I have a class," Spencer said.

"Walk around town," Bryan said. "Catch a movie."

"Park," Ian shrugged.

"I might catch a movie too…maybe the park," Tala said, exchanging a meaningful glance with Kai. Kai nodded slightly and looked down, trying to fight a smile that was threatening to appear on his face.

"And you, Kai?" Miguel asked.

"Oh, a new art store opened. I might take a look there later," Kai said. Tala raised an eyebrow, leaning back in his seat with his legs crossed and a smirk on his face but he made no move to comment. Kai looked at him curiously but like his newly found boyfriend, he made no move to comment. There was silence as Miguel put their breakfasts on the table.

"Thanks, Miguel," Kai said. Miguel nodded, smiling slightly. He glanced between Kai and Tala again and decided to keep it in mind for later.

"So an art store, huh?" Tala asked as they were walking around town. "Where is it?"

"You wanna go?" Kai asked, surprised.

"Sure, why not?" Tala shrugged. "You want to go, don't you?"

"Uh yeah, I do," Kai said. "C'mon it's this way." Tala smiled discreetly as he followed the dual haired teen.

"This is new," Tala commented as they walked into the store.

"They just opened for business about three days ago," Kai answered him, flipping through books.

"Really? Why didn't you go then?" Tala asked curiously.

"Had a big homework project," Kai answered, frowning as he looked at the price of the book and put it back.

"Did you like that one?" Tala asked.

"It's not that good," Kai answered, moving into a different aisle. He picked up several paints, glancing at them before putting them down. Tala sighed and leaned back against a wall. He just had to smile though. He was here. He was in an art store. He was an in an art store with Kai. His boyfriend. He was in an art store with Kai, his boyfriend.

"Find anything you like?" Tala asked curiously as Kai walked over to him with a pack of paint brushes.

"Yeah, my old ones got lost in the fi- at my grandfather's house," Kai said.

"You sure?" Tala asked.

"About buying these?" Kai asked.

"No, you didn't sound...never mind," Tala sighed. "C'mon, I'll pay for them."

"You don't have to do that," Kai said, trying to protest as Tala took the brushes away from him.

"I don't have to but I want to," Tala disagreed.

"Tala..."

"Just let me pay," Tala rolled his eyes. "This is a date, you know." Kai felt his cheeks heat up and looked down, mumbling a small 'thank you.'

"Don't mention it," Tala said, taking out his wallet and placing it on the counter.

'Sorry, Tala. I didn't lose them at my grandfather's place...I lost them in that fire...' Kai thought to himself.

Fourteen year old Kai

"Get out of here Kai!" the words rang in Kai's mind. The only person he could call family (he hated to but he had no one else) had told him to get out. What the hell? Hadn't Voltaire brought him here? So why bring him here if he didn't want him.

He was spread out on the floor of a shed a couple of miles from his grandfather's mansion with his art supplies. He was painting a picture- for Tala. Maybe this would make that stubborn red head send him a letter back...

He heard the window break and saw a flash of black and then he saw a large stick complete with a fire being thrown into the window.

"Help!" Kai screamed, running to the door, knocking his art supplies over in the process. "Grandfather, help me! Someone, help!" He tried to shove the door open but it was locked. Someone must have closed the padlock on the outside.

"Someone help me!" Kai screamed again, banging on the door. The smoke began to fill his lungs and he began to cough. He fell to his knees, clutching his chest- was he really going to die here?

"Kai!" --------

"Kai!" Tala said, shaking his shoulder. "Are you alright? You're shaking..."

"Sorry, zoned out," Kai said. "We going?" Kai gave Tala a shaky smile and led him out of the store. Tala watched Kai carefully, making a mental note to bring up the topic later.

"-work due next week. No exceptions," Hiro said. "Understand?" The class murmered their understanding, well, all but Spencer. The giant blonde just crossed his arms and sighed.

"Spencer, do you understand?" Hiro asked.

"...Yes, Mr. Granger," Spencer said with a smirk. "The assignment itself sounds fairly easy but I have a different question in mind..."

"Alright, stay after class," Hiro said, Spencer's smirk widened and a couple of people snickered, although those were whom he normally would glare at, he didn't feel like it today. The bell rang and everyone but Spencer and Hiro left. Hiro was at his desk, grading papers. Spencer walked over to him, with his school bag.

"So what was it you needed help with, Spencer?" Hiro asked. Since he wasn't looking up, he hadn't seen Spencer's smirk.

"Aren't you going to at least look at me, teacher?" Spencer whispered, leaning down so that he was whispering into Hiro's ear. "Or have you forgotten already?

Me: Whew, that took longer then I expected!

Kai: ...The hell?

Tala: Indeed...

Spencer: What was with that last part? You cut it off!

Bryan: Review.

Ian: Review, please.