Another long wait for an update.
I suck.
As a figure of speech.
I've been adding little by little to this chapter everytime I've been able to,
I promise I have!
My absence is explained at the end of this chapter in the other authors note.
Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade or the characters I use in this story.
Warnings: grammatical errors, spelling mistakes, swear/cuss/curse words.
The whole scenario has been swimming through my brain for hours. Kai... can get pregnant? And I'm sat there thinking about what I would do if he ran off with my kids as soon as I find out this bit of information?
I'm beginning to think I'm growing more fucked up that I originally thought.
The last few hours of thinking have also been making up for getting together all the money I needed to get Kai back. I've had to go to two different banks because the first flat our refused to give me more than half of what I wanted.
Bastards.
I've also been to my father's mansion and gotten his keys to the show room and all the cars in there. But, that's where I've been the smarter one. After explaining to my dad why I'd taken his keys, we hatched a plan. We would move all the cars from the garage and replace with a bunch of old cars that my father was getting ready to sell or let the scrap yard have.
I say I'm the smarter one, but the guy who sent me the letter probably had someone watching me whilst I did it. If not, yes! If so... the guys even smarter than I thought.
Switching the newer car keys with the older car keys, I got ready to go to the Langsley Road church. My dad, being the nice and understanding man he is, bless his little heart, organized a few undercover bodyguards and cars to follow me down, but stop about a quarter mile down the street so if I needed help they'd be right there.
Clutching my own set of car keys in my hand, I walked out of the apartment and down the hall toward the elevator and waited for it to reach my level before I could press the button and go back down to the underground car park.
As my car rolled up the road towards my destination, I slowed to a halt and switched the car off, pulling the key out of the ignition and slumping back in my seat, putting my hand to my forehead and massaging, feeling the start of a headache coming on.
Life since Kai had been nothing but trouble, but I wouldn't take it back for the world. He may cause so much trouble, make my life hell, have a constant need for sex, but he makes me happy and feel less lonely... even though I live in an apartment with a few other people, I still get lonely, they all have significant others, they're all closer to one another.
I've always been the more reserved one of the bunch, keeping myself to myself and staying in when they go out. But then Kai came along, and I finally had someone to spend all my time with. I thought he was just a cat... but it turns out he's a nekomata... and that we're intended. And I now find out he's able to get pregnant?
Sometimes I wonder if he's worth all the trouble that I go through for him, and then I remember all the good times we've had, and then I look forward to all the good times that would happen in the future.
Fueled by the sudden urge to get Kai back, I shoved the car door open and stepped out, a determined look on my face. I walked to the back of the car and opened up the trunk, searching through for all the things that I need in order to get my neko back where he belongs.
I'm coming for you Kai.
I apologize for not updating.
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I'm also sorry this chapter is so so so so so short.
I'm sort of losing motivation for this fic... but I won't abandon it, but all the shit I said in the authors note at the end of the last chapter about it being finished by Christmas?
Yeah, that's probably going to end up as complete and utter bullshit...
Considering Christmas is only 9 days away.
I'm trying to write more!
I promise I am!
Au revoir!