The Unpredictable Battlefield
Chapter 23 – 'Kinda cute' escalates.
Following the sound of Calvin's steps, Max spotted Calvin in the back garden with his launcher hanging over the bey-dish. The lone-wolf looked so bitter and frustrated, yet his dark beyblade glowed with excitement.
It was as if the dark beyblade was absorbing the negative energy that Calvin was producing and this only intrigued Max's curiosity to the point that he just couldn't ignore the valuable opportunity that was standing before him.
Wait? Calvin has a beyblade? - Max tilted his head aside and reached his hand into his pocket to clench his hand over his Draciel. "You look like you need a punch bag or a worthy opponent." He chirped and waved at the Russian as he flashed him a glance.
"Maybe I need both." Calvin grinned and lowered his launcher to face the ground. Despite that he looked more relieved to see the blond, Calvin still had those stress creases on his forehead and he was squinting.
Did he have a migraine caused by stress? - Max was observing the bad boys every move. "Well, if it makes you feel any better. I'll happily help you out." He spoke in a gentle tone and approached Calvin's side.
A slight blush thrived throughout Calvin's chizzled cheeks as Max's naturally seductive scent invaded his nostrils. "After seeing the state I put Tyson in, you must be feeling brave." He joked and closed his eyes to hide the guilt.
"Oh come on Calvin, you're not a bad person. We all can see that." Max was determined to not let that ugly stress gesture get the best out of Calvin's good-looks. "You just seem a little lost."
"Lost?" Calvin's eyelids flung open.
"And you need someone to guide you back." Max blushed as he held out his arms to wrap them lovingly around the Russian. "It's okay now Calvin."
Shivering briefly, the hot flush pumping through his figure made him realise that Max was in full control of this situation. Calvin had never been exposed to this type of attention before, but that didn't mean he didn't enjoy it.
It just confused him even more because he enjoyed it! Calvin was raised to be a slave to his commanders demands, not a human being. Now he finally could understand why Kai couldn't ignore Tyson – he provides an emotional need that Kai and Calvin had been craving their whole life – A human touch~
Unsure of how to react, Calvin's heart began to throb with panic. A sweat began to build up in the corner of his forehead and the hot flush made his knees weak. He really wasn't used to such a loving touch. It must have been years since he last received a hug from his mother.
A hug? - Nodding to show he'd given in to the gesture, the blond Russian returned the hug and he leaned his head against Max's calm chest.
"Doesn't that feel nice?" Max whispered and reached up one hand to brush his fingertips through Calvin's golden bangs. "A hug fixes pretty much anything and it never fails to make me feel any better."
"I kinda guessed that." Calvin gradually smiled and embraced the flash backs of him holding his delicate mother. It was pure heaven, yet this moment in time felt more satisfying because it was happening right here and right now.
"Oh man, I can't wait for this all to be over." Max muttered disappointedly and placed a passionate kiss onto Calvin's head. "I'd be able to spend more time with you and get to know you better."
"You make it sound like you are leaving." Calvin's peaceful state then suddenly started to crash and he gazed his eyes up at the toned Draciel wielder. "Where are you going so soon?"
"I have to go back to America Calvin." Max gasped as the Hiwatari instantly stepped back to look him square in the eyes. "My mother is petrified that I will be the next one in the ground because of how dangerous Boris has become."
Knowing that all this was too good to be true, a low growl left Calvin's dry throat and he snapped, "Do you think that separating at this stage is the best option? It's what Boris wants us to do." He finally gave away the reason as to why he'd stormed out the room earlier.
"You think so..."
"I know so." Calvin bit down onto his lower lip and reattached his blade onto his launcher. It did hurt him to see Max's reaction to this sudden change in the atmosphere, but Calvin didn't want to let his guard down just yet, especially when Boris could use the sweet young Draciel wielder as a weapon. "Boris is just one step away from destroying either me or Kai. So we have to be on our toes."
"What you mean is, Boris might use us against you if we separate?" Max paused and he too began squinting as he sank into a deep thought. But after a brief 30 seconds, he piped up and flashed Calvin a glossy smile. "That would make so much sense. We can't all leave!"
Rolling his eyes, Calvin turned back to the beyblade dish. There, he peacefully smiled at the sound of Max running towards him to wrap his arms around Calvin from behind. "Plus if I stay, I get to spend more time with you, my friends and we can take down Boris!" He announced and allowed his breath to brush against Calvin's neck.
"Why not?" Calvin grunted, wishing Max would tone the excitement down a little. Still, he was pleased to see that he'd convinced one of the Bladebreakers to stay, all he had to do now was wait for Tyson to do the rest of the dirty work. "Now, what about that beyblade match offer?"
It was time to sooth this shitty migraine!~
xXx
"Don't sit there and sulk like a child." Kai huffed and strapped Tyson back into his wheelchair.
The front room was quiet and Kai wasn't prepared to leave the Granger in the front room alone. But with how much the Dragoon wielder had been sulking over the past hour, the leader was tempted to push the champion down a flight of steps to make him appreciate exactly what he was doing for him.
"I can't believe you just stood there and watched our team leave again." Tyson scoffed and folded his arms. "What are you doing to do when we come face to face with Boris? Bazooka me out my wheelchair at him? Kai, we need them and I want to make sure they're safe."
"We have been over this. Now drop it." Kai snarled and pushed him into the kitchen. "I'm their leader, not their parents."
"But they look up to you like a big brother." Tyson then stopped for a second when he realised what he'd just said. "They look up to you like how you should be looking up to Calvin."
"Oh and the way you should be looking up to Hiro?" Kai fired back, not taking this blackmail. "I said drop it Tyson."
"Fine!"
He sat Tyson in the centre of the kitchen and he pulled out two glasses from the cupboard to pour them both a glass of juice.
"Have you wheeled me in here just so you can grab a glass of juice?" Tyson raised an eyebrow.
"No. It's time for you to take your pain killers."
The blunt reply did bother Tyson slightly, but he still refused to drop the grudge he'd developed. "I don't want them Kai. They make me sleepy." He protested, wondering if that was Kai's plan to iron over this crease in their 'relationship.'
Ignoring the childish words, Kai popped out the pills into his scarred hands and he turned around to hand Tyson his glass of juice. But just as he went to give Tyson his medication, a familiar sight replayed in the dojo backgarden.
Alarm bells signalled in the bluenette's mind – Draciel's strength was wearing thin at the presence of a dark spirit.
"What is it Kai?" Tyson unfolded his arms and he grunted in pain as he turned his head to see what his lover was focusing his attention at. "They are beybattling in my garden!"
No shit – Kai blinked and placed the medication into Tyson's juice so he wouldn't notice. 'Voltaire gave Calvin Black Dranzer? Well...!' - He growled to himself, watching them tare up the place.
"Kai, don't you let them ruin the flowers in the garden!" Tyson screamed whole-heartedly and wriggled impatiently in his wheelchair.
Gobsmacked at Tyson's priorities, the Bladebreaker leader's pupils tunnelled and he pressed his lips into a solid line. He didn't know what to say nor do at this moment in time – A Black familiar spirit was present and battering Draciel, meanwhile Tyson was upset over a flower bed!
"Their all I have left of her." Tyson pleaded and shifted his eyes from the kitchen window to Kai's pale face.
Once that statement registered into Kai's thick skull, he went into auto-pilot and took action to protect the Granger's wishes by bashing Max and Calvin's heads together.
xXx
Just as the Phoenix wielder turned around to bollock the two exhausted beybladers who were getting out of hand. His attention locked onto another familiar figure whom was standing behind Tyson, they had one hand on his wheelchair, meanwhile the other secured a gun.
"You guys just can't help but attract trouble can you?" The red haired Russian greeted with Bryan appearing through the back door way. "Do you have any idea what price tag Boris has placed on you two?"
"It better be more than a million bucks." Rei interrupted, looking rushed with his loaded launcher pointing at the Blitzkrieg intruders. "Besides, since when does money interest you enough to cope with Boris?"
"Money interests anyone who hasn't got any." Calvin shrugged and raised out his hand to assist Max up from the ground. "And in Tala's case, his bank account figure is lower Bryan's standards in woman."
"Wow, he's good." Bryan laughed amusingly and placed his hand onto Tyson's wheelchair handle. "You guys need to relax, we've only come to share a few words. But it's nice to see that the Hiwatari's have finally met."
Uncomfortable with the idea of Bryan and Tala holding Tyson's wheelchair, the over protective Hiwatari placed his hand over Rei's launcher and forced it down to face the ground – enough damage had been done here.
"What do you mean FINALLY met?" Kai repeated and clenched his fists.
How long had they known?!
"Why else do you think Ian got shot?" Tala answered in the same dry tone and crouched down to Tyson to see the champion was more interested in something else; the flower bed. Secretly, Tala was trying to distract himself from getting up-tight again with his emotions, he was still healing from the news of his teammate – Ian. "Since when do you not care about the drama in the beyblade world?"
Shrugging, Tyson sarcastically paraded his hands up and down his figure. "What can I physically do to help?" He wasn't in the mood for anymore of this drama, the champion just wanted to get this goodbye over with so he could cry about the idea of not having his friends around anymore.
"So, why did big nose get taken out by Boris?" Calvin cut to the chase whilst he blushing at Max whom was standing near.
"These alleyways surrounding the dojo may have ears, so why don't we go inside and grab a soda."
Did he just say 'soda'? - Rei blinked and shot Kai a blank expression. Tyson must be really rubbing off on him...
"So, are you sticking around to hear this or are you leaving us?" Max stuck up his thumb to Rei. "Because I'm not going anywhere."
"Well, if you want to make the call on my behalf, I suppose I can stick around."Rei sighed and linked his hands together behind his back. "Mariah is strong, I know she can support us through this mess."
A/N: It has taken me two whole hours to write this chapter! So I really hope you all enjoy the plot twists and ideas I have introduced to the story. So much is going to be happening in the next few chapters - Granger~