It's a big deal.
Hi guys! Thank you so much for reviewing. Well, here we have our next chapter with a little of Max/Mariam! Shadow, hope you'll like it ;D
The brunette was sleeping save in the safe auric adorable arms of the amethyst haired balder who kept on caressing her lulling her to the slumber, such a sweet slumber that would wash all her secret pains, confined. What he felt was that he could heal her just as much she would believe or not.
However, as far as Kai was concerned, she was light and something to live and strive for after he got her. Sometimes, he felt Voltaire was not bad after all. He had given him a good wife. He also had his respect raised for his grandfather and also because the mansion used to be filled with the agog of excitement of Kane and Daichi, there was never a feeling of being deserted when he wasn't home.
The two teens used to keep their sister in law amused and busy, telling her to say tales about their brother, or her own life, which she highly avoided; other fantasy based stories or indulges her in cooking. She had a respectful relation with Voltaire who was grateful to her forever for bringing Lavinia in their lives who was the reason she was living, of course for Kai too but perhaps Lavinia was the stronger reason. She had her vulnerable side that she had put under the façade of normalcy. What everyone knew about her own personal life was that she used to be a little girl with freedom and enjoyed being with her cousins. However they were aware about her upset state on her marriage day, but however the reason that was put up was the pain of departure. They couldn't discern the real thing of course.
She was less bothered about the changing ambient environment. She knew how to keep smiling despite whatever conflicts that haunted her from inside and whenever she felt herself losing it all and feeling the weakest, there was one thing she always knew. Kai. He was always there for her ever since he had stepped in her life and a warm hug of his washed all her griefs and pain like cold water on the nascent wounds. Sometimes, her longing about the past moments made her quite tempered about both Salima and Tyson. Salima, because her own sister cheating and the perfidy-ness she had that she never knew. How could she be like that?
It was all she could think over and over and because of which she had severe headaches whenever these questions flickered in her agonized mind.
Lavinia was the best friend in her life she would have, her own daughter, she knew it was never her sister; Salima whom she thought would be the best sister and her friend. What she felt was strong anger towards the blunette, the one who had taken a part of her and she missed him like hell no matter how hard she tried forgetting him. Letting him go was the only option she had, she preferred.
Never ever Kai's life was enlightened till the footsteps of her in his life. Often in mid nights when she would be waken because of Lavi, and she had to lull her to sleep. Later, she wouldn't be able to sleep, so she would take the midnight's advantage for zesting the cool air of her balcony. Her balcony was the lined with lily potted flowers and a few Hydrangeas. The sight of zinnias never faltered a true smile on her face.
Stirred up by the little midnight nuisance, the dual haired blader's would glance at the figure that appeared like a queen to her. His queen.
Slowly he would crawl from the beret and amble beside her and have a soft talk, romancing in the midnight. His presence never made her feel lonely.
Slowly he would pin her to the wall and flash that craving orbs at her face smothered in moonlight serenity and the admiring the stunning alluring features making him wanna stand like that forever.
Slowly but softly, he would mumble over her ear. His soft breaths would tranquilize her and she would listen to him.
"Hey." He would begin. She would lower her heads so as to avoid his irresistible passionate gaze. Just the influence on her was enough to make her feel euphoric.
"Hmm.." she would falter slightly.
"Hey, you love me, right?" he would question.
"You doubt me?" she would gently caress his neck lingering herself over his shoulders, " I just love two people in this world, if I'm frank."
"Who?" he would interrogate immediately.
"You and…Lavinia." She would close her smile and inhale deeply scenting him.
He wouldn't cascade but gently brush her forehead almost causing a nostalgic yet calming effect on her.
Kai was so happy that there was going to be another child in his home soon. Lavinia would be more jealous of her or him? The thought made him chuckle,
"Why are you laughing?' Hil smiled.
"Thanks." He gave a personable smile, "Thanks for giving me Lavinia in my life and also that you will be bringing soon another one in our lives."
She smiled weakly.
"Hey." He said tugging her brunette curl behind her ear, " We are going for shopping!"
"When?" Hilary lightened.
"Aww, so sweet to see you smile such brightly."
"Come on tell me now!"
"Most probably on Saturday, in evening, for Lavinia and you."
"Why not for you too?' she smirked.
"You know I'm not interested."
"Hmm…"
"Can't wait for Saturday." She rejoiced.
"It's spinning!" Sylvia exclaimed her glinting rubies filled with incredible excitement.
"What!" The navy haired blader was broker from his thoughts as he was sweeping the front of his large hall.
"Huh?" he averted his gaze from the green turf mattress to her daughter and his expressions transformed to that of happiness.
"You did it?" he stuttered in soft sentiment
"yeah-" the girl sort of hushed and stared with stunning gaze at Dragoon. The original Dragoon wielder found his life being retorted,
"That's amazing." His face finally lit up an admirable smile, "You finally did it!"
"I can't believe it either." She stuttered amused at the bubbling happiness and of course his befuddled father.
"You know what, I've always wanted to do this and now I feel like I can be the world champion one day just like you were one day."
"Hmm." He nodded confidently.
"You'll be, and I promise you, I'll train you the best way I can"
"Thank you so much Dad!" the little future champ climbed up him and gave warm vibes.
The moment was followed by Salima entering in the dojo and encountering the little scene.
"Oh, it's again that father-daughter, huh?" she gave a soft smile.
"Bingo, yup." Sylvia blinked. This little girl does have lot of positive propensities and elites that made Tyson remember of all the goodness he had been ever put forth to. You, you still occupy my everything, probably not physically but yeah, always in my heart and wherever I go. Just like here, Sylvia's eyes remind me of you, her confidence is just like yours, and her warm hugs are always what I feel like when we're together. Nevertheless, perhaps we were never meant to be together, but yeah, together within my inside. All of you, still resides deeper.
A warm smile tugged his lips and he was compelled to close his eyes and just feel the nostalgic aura warmer.
"Well, well, if you listen to mamma, then you can not only be a champion but a genius too."
"Yeah, like Kenny isn't it?"
"Yes, sure."
"Who's Kenny?"
"He was my best friend, I miss him…" he crooned the last part almost getting carried away in the past.
"So where's he now?" questioned the little girl who had carefully climbed down and was seating on the little platform, listening prudently.
"He was with me till a few years back, but then, he got an awesome job in the Chicago, so he moved. That's all…" Tyson marked.
"Ohh, that's sad." The red haired girl nodded, that's his daughter. She had the same hair like her mother. The only trait she inherited from her father was that caring nature, his softer and perhaps the vulnerable side. Who knew? He himself.
"Yeah, I remember now, Kenny called a few days back, you were not at home at that time Tyson." Salima shrugged.
"Oh, I think I should call him."
"I'm sure he must be at Japan."
"That would be just great! Syl, you'd like to meet him?"
"But you first make a call." The little girl reminded her father with sweatdrop on her cheek.
Max and Mariam were battling at the park. Actually the match isn't friendly, it was supposed to be a casual one but then it is rather quite fiercer. It started that, they were out for a walk in the late afternoon feeling bored.
Strolling around the streets was the things they did for an hour and they landed at the park. The first half hour was peaceful with chit chatting about, well, say about the ice creams they would be buying. It's not like they have strong opposing choices , but then our blonde would not mind flavoring blue berries with mustard or perhaps even chocolate with mustard. Why there should be mustard always? The mustard boy couldn't answer.
Then they saw two little kids precisely a brother and a sister battling fiercely in the dish. The guy had won and just because they were twins, the guy had his amour prope and defeating her flew him up on the seventh sky. He was effectively mocking his sister, just like kids does.
They ceased their conversations and headed to them.
"What's the matter kid?" Max asked.
"He's got his head thick!" the girl spat releasing daggers to her brother.
Thick head? I remember Hilary calling Tyson that! Max chuckled internally.
"Yeah, that's not my fault if you've lost!" the little guy spat too.
"Well you shouldn't make her feel down if you've won the battle, say sorry." Mariam explained.
"Huh! Who'll apologize a looser that's not even capable not making donuts!" The guy folded his hands across his chest and said with confidence. Mariam's eyes widened and she was a bit embarrassed. Max chucked fully effectively teasing her.
"So she doesn't know to make donuts too huh?" Max grinned looking at Mariam, "You heard that Mari?" he asked pretending.
"Shut up, that's not a big deal!."
"Oh yeah, It is a big deal."
"Maxie brother, you shouldn't be saying this!" the girl's eyes got filled.
"Oh yeah, no Max, you're right! These girls are useless!" the grumpy boy asserted.
"Max! You made her cry! What kind of person you're!" she protested quieting the little girl. "You guys shouldn't have existed if you only knew how to look after people's weak sides!"
"Hey! That's not fair! You are of same league! You just can't say that!"
"Well it is fair!" the two young bladers were now mere centimeters apart from their noses almost going to tear each other apart from their fights.
"Hey Marya, whatever your name is! You are wrong! Max is completely right!"
"Shut Up you idiot! Max we are gonne prove you wrong! We are much stronger!" The little girl challenged.
"I will show you Max!" Mariam said launching her blade and so did max. The little kids stood behind their follower altruistically cheering them.
"Ha! You're done! Watch out!" Mariam snapped.
"Not so fast!" Max smirked, "Draciel! Attack! Now!"
The battle ended and guess what? It was a draw.
They stared at the blades with their jaws dropped.
"It's a draw!" The little kid gasped.
"Yeah, it looks like."
"Well then Mariam," he looked at her his eyes fierce and hers was the same, "I think it doesn't ends here, we will continue the battle-" he said sharply, "but after the ice-cream!" he chuckled.
The kids sweatdropped and Mariam smiled. She sighed.
"Well then anything but not mustard!
So, that's it. I know, again, its very short but we can always replace that problem with quick updates, can't we?;D Review! ^_^