The Unpredictable Battlefield
Chapter 20- Kiss me

Tyka

"So Calvin shot you?"

"And Calvin and Kai are half-brothers?"

"And some random nurse, who knows Calvin, says that their mother is still alive?"

"Yup, that's the basics." Tyson said with a nod to the barrage of questions, his arms folded over his chest.

I watched the group look at me, then at Calvin, then back at me again. "Wow, now that you mention it, they are similar." stated Rei.

My eyebrow twitched in irritation. I was nothing like him.

"Are we sure that Calvin is the older brother? He doesn't look any older than Max!" said Kenny adjusting his glasses.

"Hn. I'm three years older than Kai." said my supposed half-brother with annoyance clearly written all over his face.

My lips curved in satisfaction. Obviously Calvin's immaturity was apparent to the others.

"Well anyways, welcome to the team buddy!" said Max excitedly, extending his hand towards Calvin. "We totally need another member since Tyson is benched, and I'll happily help you with improving your technique!"

Tyson's mouth dropped. "Hey! I'm the world freaking champion! I can't believe you could replace me so quickly Max! Betrayed by my best friend! At least ask the Team Captain if he can join!"

I was so not ready for Max's puppy eyes. Just big, endless, watery blue filled with cute, the boy looking like he was about to burst into tears at any second. "Pwease Kai? I'll train him." Oh he added the quivering lip. God help me.

"You know he's not a pet?" I said evenly, folding my arms over my chest, keeping my face neutral.

"Yeah. So can we keep him?" he asked, his voice going up an octave higher.

Ugh. Somehow Max had the capability of making you feel like the world's biggest asshole if you said no to him. I glanced over at Calvin, and saw his hopeful eyes staring back at me. These blondes were going to be the death of me...

The truth was, I honestly didn't mind if Calvin was on the team. His blading did need work, and there was no way I was going to let my own blood make a mockery of the reputation I had spent years so carefully building. I said yes for the sake of my reputation, NOT because Max's chibi eyes were making me feel like an asshole.

Max grabbed Calvin by the hand and started dragging him outside. "C'mon! I have a technique to show you how to get a better defense!"

"O-Okay." said Calvin, shooting me a look that clearly said "What the hell did I get myself into?"

Now that that problem was solved, I grabbed Tyson's wheelchair and started pushing him out of the room.

"Kai! Where are you taking me?!" he demanded.

"For a bath. You smell like death."

"Well that's hardly my fault! I tried to escape that hellhole, how many times?! But noooooo. Someone wouldn't let me."

"Whatever Tyson." I said dismissively. He knew damn well why I kept him in there so long. When we made it to the bathroom door, I realized that the wheelchair wouldn't fit through the small door frame, so putting on the brake, I turned around so I was facing Tyson. His cheeks started colouring and a rare shyness came over his features, realizing just how intimate this process was going to be. My gaze softened and I placed one arm around his shoulder blades and the other behind his knees as I lifted him from the seat.

God he was light! Between the surgeries, hospital food and stress of the ordeal, the weight seemed to have melted off his body. Delicately, I surmounted him onto the bathroom counter and handed him one of the white towels that were on the rack behind me. "Take off what you can and I'll help with the rest." I watched his cheeks flush scarlet. "What? You weren't this embarrassed when the doctors and nurses were checking you over."

"Y-yeah, but that's their job!" he spluttered.

"And looking after you is mine." I said, placing a kiss on his forehead. He smiled. "Besides, I'll be seeing you naked eventually."

"KAI!" He shouted, punching me in the shoulder. Oh his face was a cherry now. My shoulder throbbed. I smirked. Worth it. "Strip." I commanded, turning around to turn on the faucet, the water slowly filling up the tub. I added bubble bath solution to give Tyson that much more privacy.

A pained moan caused me to turn around, just in time to watch Tyson fall ass-first into the sink. "Owww..."

I hid a smile and sighed. Only Tyson. I pulled him out, noticing in the mirror that his sweatpants were halfway down his ass cheeks. I placed his arms around my neck and slowly brought him to a standing position, bearing his weight. "Let me help." I whispered into his ear.

"I just hate feeling so useless." He said into my chest. "What kind of man can't take off his own pants?"

"One that got shot because I failed to protect you." I wrapped my arms around his small frame and clutched him closer to me, my hands sliding along the grooves of his bare shoulder blades. "Let me make up for my mistake."

I felt him draw a breath. "Ok Kai." He tilted his head up and I met his lips with my own, my fingertips gently gliding down his spine to the hem of his grey sweats. I gently tugged on the waistband and pressed my lips harder against his.

His pants crumpled around his feet.

Discreetly I grabbed the white towel off the counter and blindly tied it around his hips, obscuring his neither regions from mine or anyone else's view, before picking him up once more and carefully depositing him into the bubble bath. I shut the water off.

At once he eased into the bath pillow. "Oh my god, this is bliss." He looked up at me with those big, brown eyes. "Thanks Kai."

I smiled at him softly before kissing his forehead. "I'm going to check on the others. Do you need anything else?"

"A comic book would be great."

I rolled my eyes. "You and your comics." I stood up and left the washroom.

I stopped. Calvin was there.

He was leaning up against the wall, his cheeks an interesting shade of red with a hand over his mouth.

I had to ask. "What happened to training?"

Startled, he looked up at me. I repeated the question. The flush on his cheeks deepened, his mouth opened and shut several times, but no sound came out. He looked like fish out of water.

I somehow managed to keep my amusement off my face. "Look, if you don't want to tell me, fine. I'm sure I'll hear about it eventually. So you can either tell me yourself or let me hear-"

"Max kissed me."

I could feel my eyes straining against my eye sockets to pop out of my head. "What?"

"Max kissed me." he repeated, his face akin to a raspberry.

"...And you ran." He nodded. I pinched the bridge of my nose. Dammit Max! You couldn't wait just one day so I could get Tyson settled?! "...How do you feel about him?"

"I-I don't know. He's really nice and I guess this means he accepts me?" A slow, sweet grin spread over his face. "He's actually a really cool guy."

"Do you think you can be involved with him romantically?" I was suddenly glad for all the late night conversations I had with Rei, whenever he was crushing on some girl. It forced him to sort out his feelings. Something Calvin desperately needed to do right now.

"I'd love to try. I mean, I would kill for what you and Tyson have, and Max just seems so...caring."

"Then you need to let him know."

"Obviously, but how do I tell him?"

Ugh. I was seriously related to this dimwit? "Kiss him."

His face got impressively redder. "I can't do that! I've never kissed anyone before!"

"Fine then." I stared at him straight in the eye. "Kiss me.

A/N: Ok, I know that this is MONTHS late. It's entirely my fault, Granger was riding my ass about it.
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