A.C.: Yes I am the most horrible author you probably had the misfortune of meeting, and I'm sorry it took me so long to put this up but gah! I don't like this chapter at all! Maybe it's time to ask for a sedative or two. –bashes head on the keyboard- there's something seriously wrong when you decide that the little voice in your head is your best friend -sighs- (/hyperventilation-freaking-out-panic-attack ) I need a vacation... somewhere that speaks English. Somewhere with lots of NATURAL blondes, brunettes and redheads!
Think of it as a really late Christmas present. Really, Merry belated Christmas and a Happy New Year!
See you next year!
"Kai..."
Yuriy mumbled into the kiss, biting the lower lips brutally before backing the smaller form into a tree and crushing him against it.
"Kai..." the way the redhead moaned out the word made it seem as if the three lettered word was the only one that mattered, only one that existed in the world. Kai made an answering throaty sound before grinding his hips against Yuriy's. The action just made the Russian more aggressive as they crushed their lips together, tongues locked in a heated war to prove dominance against one another.
It seemed as though they would long devour each other before they broke apart with a breathless gasp, almost as if coming up from beneath the waters to take the first breath. Eyes soft Yuriy traced the blue fins on Kai's cheeks. Kai said nothing, eyes liquid as he committed each action to memory. Then he closed his eyes, eyelids fluttering as the redhead's breath traced his neck.
Yuriy's eyes were violet.
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They didn't say anything to each other during their walk back towards the manor. Yuriy didn't say anything because he wasn't sure what to say, if there was anything to say at all. Kai had not pushed him away like he always had, even welcomed him into his arms. But it wasn't the 'yes' that he needed, so he kept silent, wishing that the Japanese-Russian would speak.
Kai didn't say anything because... what was there to say? Their little tryst back in the woods, hidden from the eyes of others, felt so perfect, felt so right... but it shouldn't have happened. He, Kai should not have let it happen. So what was there to say?
Kai held his hands, having long since discarded his gloves. They held hands, in a bare skin hand-to-hand way. It would have been quite funny how it turned out this way. Only... the contact wasn't one of affection Yuriy craved. Kai had laced their fingers together almost... reassuringly. The Russian phoenix's gaze was far away, somewhere away from where they were, away from him. Yuriy didn't mind too much, especially when the sight of them hand in hand sent one annoying gnome (aka Daichi Sumeragi) careening into a lamp post.
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Kai was there first thing in the morning like a regular delivery of mail from his oh-so 'adoring' fans. Brooklyn ushered him in, noticing how the sun was barely peaking over the horizon. The days were getting shorter he thought, filling a cup of tea in front of him. When the slate-haired teen looked everywhere but the steaming cup of tea Brooklyn said soothingly,
"Kai, calm down."
"I am calm." Kai snapped before grabbing his cup of tea. Brooklyn eyed the teen dubiously. He could see the fine tremors coursing though the smaller body as the hot liquid sloshed down the phoenix's throat.
"What happened?"
Kai buried his face in his arms. The cup of tea had been drained in one gulp and now hung loosely on Kai's index finger. Brooklyn watched the porcelain swing back and forth as he listened to Kai's answer.
"I touched him." Kai hissed. He felt the burns trailing after the cup of tea and felt better. Pain he could focus on, pain bound him to reality. Pain rationalized most everything in life. "After all the things I've said, I had to go and fucking touch him."
If Brooklyn was surprised by the sudden change in Kai's language he didn't show it. Instead, the prodigy gently pulled the cup off of the other's fingers and refilled it, sitting down next to the shaky teen.
"I don't see why you're worried. He's marked, he's yours now, isn't that what you've wanted?" Kai glared at him, Brooklyn smiled back and handed him his tea.
"I could hardly say he's mine." Kai replied dryly. He sipped his tea, a little slower this time. It still burned and he was glad to know that if anything, it woke him up.
The prodigy rolled his shoulders playfully before taking out the chessboard on the coffee table. He lovingly fingered the black and white pieces before pushing it towards the Japanese-Russian as an offering.
"I've been waiting for you Kai. Garland is a fair player but..." the redhead absentmindedly gestured towards the air beside him. "He's too predictable."
"Funny..." Kai muttered, gingerly prodding the black pieces. "...coming from you..." Brooklyn took the white in a unanimous agreement and began to set up the board.
"No questions for me today?" Brooklyn moved first, whites always did. His knight had jumped over the pawns and entered the playing field.
"Not like you wouldn't know..." Kai moved up his pawn two spaces.
Brooklyn shrugged before moving a white pawn forward.
"We did make a deal, just try me." Brooklyn's eyes were dark despite the lightness of his smile. Kai gazed back steadily as the green orbs measured him in increments that he did not know. Almost as if to prove himself Kai asked,
"Who did they want? Me or Kuro Suzaku?"
Brooklyn's smile widened. His eyes narrowed shrewdly as he over took one of Kai's pawns.
"You're not asking the right questions."
"Oh?" Kai raised his eyes challengingly, "I thought the deal was that you would answer whatever I asked."
"True, but why waste questions for an answer that you already know? Knowledge is power you know."
"With power comes great responsibility," quoted Kai dryly.
"Ah," replied Brooklyn, not missing a beat. "And who knows it better than us?"
Kai looked down at his cup blowing gently on the rippling surface. His hand was on his black knight, the rubbery bottom pressing down on the white bishop.
"Indeed."
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Smiling Brooklyn contemplated whether to give the duo the chance to reveal themselves. It was obvious that they wanted something from him. It was also obvious that if he didn't confront them soon, they would soon follow him towards his temporary home and as much as he liked playing with people, Garland, Takao, and Kai were the only people he would willingly allow into his apartment.
Brooklyn changed directions towards a secluded section of the park that was empty at that time of the day. The pebbled pavement changed into soft grass and he stopped and said,
"It's getting tiring to follow me isn't it? Whoever you are... I suggest you reveal yourselves..." the odd glint in the green eyes would have sent anyone flying out of there in a matter of seconds. But his back was turned and his stalkers didn't see the almost maniac glow in the green as they proudly presented themselves to the king of darkness. "Well?"
Salima and Jim held their blades out.
"We want Cyber Dranzer back."
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"Umm... Yuriy what did you do with your eyes?"
Yuriy looked around suspiciously.
"What's wrong with my eyes?"
Ivan cringed as the Russian blader pinned him with a glare. Boris looked away quickly, just in case the redhead decided to turn his wrath against him instead. Sergei looked between the two before fixating his eyes on their leader's irises to see if he could spot the problem.
"Well..." Ivan coughed a few times to make sure. "...They're purple."
Yuriy had a thoughtful look on his face before it changed into a dangerous scowl.
"They're blue."
"They were blue fearless leader." Boris quipped nonchalantly, not daring to look at the redhead in the eyes. "Actually more of a pale, clear, blue. But emphasis on the 'were' there if you please."
"They are blue." Yuriy snapped.
"Maybe I should file this away, Yuriy's going colorblind after one too many drugs and genetic enhancements." Sergei said finally. Everyone unanimously agreed to the theory and went back to whatever they were doing. Everyone except Yuriy that is.
"They're not purple!"
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"You never told us of their existence."
"Should have kept up with the news then." The reply carried a tone of irony. The caller growled on the other end.
"You should have just told us!"
"Now where's the fun in that?"
"Do you want to save your brother or not?"
Something rebellious reared inside of him and he bit out,
"Are you sure he's the one in need of saving?"
There was a loud slam on the other end of the line. He smiled briefly, putting the receiver back down.
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It was somewhere in between drifting through various stages of sleep, brooding and staring out the window, and answering Takao's randomly generated questions when Kane realized that Jim and Salima were missing.
This wasn't too unusual, he realized. Ever since Goki was hospitalized, the blond and the redhead had been unable to stand the sterile halls, but they always managed to come together for meals... such as the one Takao heaved through the doorway (despite the nurses' numerous protests).
As Takao laid out their dinner above a second bed, Daichi bounced in. The short redhead had a nasty looking bump in the place of his 'x' shaped scar. He began to pick at the food when Takao was not looking before mentioning something odd he saw yesterday. Kane wasn't paying attention, just listening to the slow beeping of the heart monitor as Goki's chest went up and down. Whatever Daichi said must have been staggering for Takao just stood there staring at the food in his hands with a slapped look on his face.
Kane shook his head.
"You guys... where's Jim and Salima?"
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Cyber Drigger and Cyber Draciel spun in perfect harmony as they circled the still form of Brooklyn still standing with his back turned towards the others. They could have easily taken Brooklyn down at this point, should have but couldn't. The rules of blading, the black and white blindfolds were tied so tightly around their eyes that even if to avenge their fallen comrade, they could do little more than threaten the prodigy in front of them.
But to Brooklyn, honor was a mortal's thing. If they could not attack him, he would in their stead.
The black top shot out, knocking the two white blades off course. The redhead and the blond stumbled half a step before regaining their footing. With an aggressive growl, the girl initiated a move that should have stopped any normal top in their tracks. When the black blade evaded it with a grace unexpected from such a bulky blade, she bade Cyber Drigger to turn around and tackle it.
The cyborg tiger missed once more and it only heightened Brooklyn's name on the list of culprits.
"Cyber Drigger, Metal Heart!!"(1)
The metal feline roared in exhilaration of being let out in the open. The roars soon turned into miniature sound waves, shattering the very ground she spun upon. Salima's lips lifted upwards in a predatory grin, so sure that she had exacted revenge for her fallen comrade.
"Salima look!" the blonde beside her had gone rigid in fear. The normally slicked back strands of yellow stood on end as the calculating look in his gray eyes was replaced by quiet horror.
Zeus rumbled in annoyance as he spun quietly in the middle. Around him was a cloud of black and violet, speckled with tiny dots of light. It was as if a miniature galaxy had formed around the winged centaur. Only it wasn't just a part of a scaled sky they faced against, it was the center of Brooklyn and Zeus' strength, the darkness. And suddenly they weren't staring down on it; it was staring down at them.
Like a vacuum, the darkness began to suck everything in. With each sonic boom Cyber Drigger gave off, a point of light died away, making her and Jim wonder if they hadn't imagined all this and soon they would wake up to Kane's insistent tugs that Goki was ok.
"That was a neat trick," Brooklyn smiled encouragingly, making the duo step away in fear. "I bet I can make it better." The resounding waves were three folds the power Cyber Drigger normally gave off. It did not merely shake the ground they stood upon but shaped it, until the two gray blades were corralled in a circular rim with no way out.
"How..." Salima stuttered, feeling her knees quaver slightly. Sensing what was about to happen, Jim grabber her hand and squeezed it tight. The redhead looked despairingly at the blonde, already knowing that this plan had been doomed from the start.
"Don't give up Salima, he hasn't defeated us yet." Feeling the blonde shiver in her hand, Salima swallowed and squeezed back. Cyber Draciel unveiled itself as Cyber Drigger took a defensive position behind it. "If we give up now, we won't be able to get it back...!" the last note rose in a pitch of hysteria as the blonde made a desperate attempt at the king of darkness.
"Cyber Draciel!!"
With the black blade seemingly preoccupied, Salima made her move.
"Cyber Drigger!!"
The twin blades ground against black in perfect synchronization and it seemed as though they could possibly take victory as their own. The smile on Brooklyn's face split into a full-blown smirk, and suddenly the duo realized that they were stuck over a pit of murky water.
They couldn't see the bottom and they didn't want to.
Salima gasped slightly as the darkness rippled, flickers of empty sockets staring at her from the black.
Jim gave a small squeak as his feet sank into the oily depths. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw that Salima too had been claimed by the waters, the darkness and whatever else wrapping tightly around her torso as they dragged her down.
A point of light...
Brooklyn watched them calmly with all the serenity of a veteran undertaker as the shadows swallowed them.
A tongue ran across the lower lips as his words became stakes that nailed their coffins shut.
"King of... Darkness..."
And it was as if all the nightmare they had gone through in the past had fused into one horrific being. Salima heard Jim screaming and knew from her stretching jaws, the rawness of her throat and the viscous liquid filling her lungs that she too was screaming. And it was these screams that accompanied them as they made the decent down the depths of hell and into defeat.
Cyber Drigger and Cyber Draciel lay shattered before them, the cores laid bare to the world. Salima had a half a mind to reach out and shelter her bit beast, because she was sure, this would be the last time she would be able to hold Cyber Drigger in her hands. Beside her Jim fell face forward onto the grass, eyes open but seeing nothing.
Glazed gray eyes watched dully as the god beast closed in for a finishing blow...
A moon colored wolf tackled the dark beast, burying its crystalline wings into the thickly furred flesh. Zeus snarled at the interruption but Brooklyn signaled him to stand down. On the crest of the hill was Yuriy, silvery white top spinning before him.
Then they blacked out.
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"Yuriy," Brooklyn greeted nonchalantly as he caught Zeus in his hands. The redhead did not reply as he did the same with Wolborg, staring intently down at the two still forms below. Following his gaze Brooklyn too looked at the two bladers before shrugging and turning away.
"Did you need something?"
Yuriy's eyes were sharp and almost glowing against the orange sunset. They were violet, a different hue but no less clearer than the cold aqua Brooklyn remembered. They bore his mark. They swiveled up and down, as if to assess him in a way only a predator could. Then he broke his frigid gaze, turning away.
"No, nothing, never from you."
"Never?" teased Brooklyn. The ginger haired prodigy languidly followed the red wolf up the grassy hill. He kicked the leaves and mused how they were too wet and probably unpleasant to make a pile of and to jump in. As the European blader came closer Yuriy's footsteps became faster. Brooklyn stopped, wondering what Kai had seen in the ice block painted in red.
"Never."
"Yuriy... he still loves you... very much..." The wind carried away most of Brooklyn's quiet words but the green eyed youth knew, with curling lips, that he had been heard. And that Yuriy wasn't running from him from resentment and hatred but rather... the truth.
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"So you've found me..."
It hadn't been that hard to find Hiwatari Kai, not when he had wanted to be found. Hitoshi had just followed the tug of strings in his gut as his feet unraveled a small trail lost to most people. Then, he was there.
It wasn't one of Kai's usual haunts. In fact, it wasn't anywhere near places Kai would usually hide out in.
People pushed against him, rushing to catch that last taxi, subway, bus, to go home.
It was unnerving. Downright irritating had anyone asked him. Even Hitoshi, who was used to working with many people couldn't help but glare as an anorexic teen wearing a pink mini-skirt bumped into him and ran off without even saying sorry.
"It wasn't that hard to find you, not when you were..." he left the sentence hanging and gestured with a hand. "Want to go some place more private?" the older man asked wryly.
"What did you tell Brooklyn?" Kai grabbed Hitoshi's arm, jerking him forward with sudden force. Hitoshi stumbled before regaining his footing. People flowed past them in a stream of darkish colors. It was as if they were two rocks against a river with the swift waters flowing past them.
The man, after fruitlessly trying to get Kai out of the oncoming crowd, sighed irritably shooting a tired glare at the Russian. Kai stared back unblinkingly, eyes narrowing as the seconds trickled by.
"Look Kai, I still consider..."
"Consider me as what?" asked Kai scornfully. "A pawn, a tool, another step..." Hitoshi winced, but they were now against the walls of a building. The glass window beside them displayed the latest fashion in late fall and early winter with people passing by 'ooh' and 'ahh'ing over their next possible conquest. "An imperfection, a weapon, an abomination... something not entirely human... another obstacle, another opponent for your baby brother..." Kai stepped closer, his hold on Hitoshi's arm tightening. "What did you tell him Hitoshi?"
"We're not having this conversation." Hitoshi turned, trying to pull away from Kai's grip.
"Yes we are." Said Kai coldly and pulled up his shirt. Hitoshi instinctively turned his eyes away, not wanting to see the confirmation of what he had feared the most. Kai boldly displayed his washboard stomach, a few girls giggling as they passed by. Perhaps to few, this looked like a couple's argument for they pointed and whispered to each other before passing. "Look at it Hitoshi," called Kai, his voice a bare whisper. Hitoshi refused, trying to claim his arm back from Kai's possession. "Look!"
Hitoshi looked then paled. Seeing the reflection of horror on the other bluenette's face Kai continued quietly,
"What did you tell him?"
The phoenix's eyes darkened in victory as her crested neck rose over the lines in red.
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"Kai?"
"Hmm?"
It was late. The cold lightly nipped his skin as he shed all outer clothing by the bathroom door. All the lights were out and somehow the atmosphere had become... somewhat erotic.
With Yuriy waiting standing by the bed, Kai sauntered up to him and placed his palm on the redhead's chest. Yuriy reached out to touch the waiting lips but at the last moment stopped as Kai's neck gracefully curved out of the way.
"I wish I could kiss you right now." Said Kai wistfully. The dual-haired teen raised his hand up towards Yuriy's face before lowering it again.
Yuriy licked his lips, his throat suddenly feeling dry.
"So why don't you?"
Kai wrapped his arms around Yuriy's neck, tucking his chin on the redhead's shoulders while pressing his body against him.
"I don't need to... You're already mine." Kai pushed him over, landing on top of him as they fell on the carpeted floor.
Though Yuriy's senses were better than those of normal human beings, in the shadows Yuriy couldn't see much except the basic outlines of the room and the moonlit curves of Kai's form as they made out on the plush floor.
But through lust-filled eyes Kai had underestimated cold precision of the wolf's gaze and suddenly Yuriy had a feeling it wasn't just shadows clinging on to Kai's stomach...
(1)- I don't remember what it does so I'm making reasonable guesses here. Ehh what does it do again??
the document manager needs serious help, what am I supposed to do with just one kind of brackets???
Ayatsuji- If only the world was that simple. ㅠㅠ ah thanks for the reviews, you have no idea how much I look forward to yours! XD
YuriyTalaIvanov-
How did brooklyn get cyber dranzer?
-we can assume that he 'won' him off of Goki
Why did he get cyber dranzer and then give it to kai?
-who knows, maybe we'll find out
Why is there lines of dranzer and dark dranzer on kai's stomach?
-that's a secret
How did kai miraculously get healed after he got shot?
-see the answer above
What was wrong with the stairs?
-I guess he sensed danger
How did kai burn everything after he got shot?
-Kuro Suzaku?
who is yuuya?
-Can't tell you, I can say that he's made an appearance in the 2nd season though
Who hired ian,boris, and kai to get the info? was it the saint sheild?
-Yes
And that scene where the demo boys were rushing to get away from wherever they are, what was that about?
-Seeing as how it would be quite difficult to answer hows and whys, I would run too.
Where did the storm come from?
-Boris and Falborg
What did ozuma mean when he told kai that kai is not fit to carry suzaku and to give it to him?
-Umm... it's complicated. Watch the 2nd season. See why the Saint Shields appeared in the first place.
Did cyber dranzer get destroyed?
-No
How did kai, boris, and ian suddenly appear in garland's house?
-Kai did something
And what did the saint sheilds mean when they say that their target has always been the four constellations and the deities?
-Again, please watch or re-watch the 2nd season, but the four constellations would be Genbu, Byakko, Seiryu, and Suzaku, otherwise known as Draciel, Drigger, Dragoon, and Dranzer.
Tri-generation of America
-All the American bit beast whose name starts with 'Tri' ex)Trigator
and how are the saint sheild "infamous sealers of bit beasts"?
-It's what they did, or tried to do in the 2nd season
and why did kai say 'tag, you're it' to tala after they just kissed?
-because Kai wants to play X3
Ketsueki-ken- remember the good ol' days when little kiss scenes were enough to satisfy readers? Wait there was no good ol' days damn.
Tuli-Susi- I always thought it was unfair how the creators made so-and-so lose so that Takao would get to fight them in the end. So I began creating complicated reasons and whatnot that ended up into a... fic hmm...