This is war

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"Yes! I win! You lose!" Zip shouted next to Kurtis, almost deafening him. He didn't need to shout so loud; Kurtis was sitting right next to him. They had been playing a race car game on the Play Station, and to be honest, Kurtis was absolutely terrible at it. For starts, Zip was an expert at it and before they played the game, was boasting that he knew every one of the cheats in the book for that game, which may have proved he was cheating against Kurtis and second, Kurtis had chose the track; a very crossy-turny one and a slow car.

He had given up. Ha got up and turned around to bump into Alistair who was standing directly behind him, watching the race. "Wow. Who was the blue car?" he asked, still dazing at the screen.

"Me." Kurtis sighed.

"Woah. You got beat. A lot." he smiled, amused.

"Like you could do any better." Kurtis challenged.

"Better than you, anyway."

"Watch it poof." Kurtis grabbed the collar of Alistair's shirt and pulled his face closer to his own.

"Calm down. You are such a bad loser."

"If you don't shut up right now, I swear, no man will ever want to look at you're face again." he raised a fist to Alistair.

"Kurtis. Calm down." Lara said from coming in from the gym. There was a lead behind her, and when Kurtis traced it, he found the other end wrapped around Larson's neck.

He released a deep breath and shook his shoulders. He turned to Lara after he had calmed down, "What's with the lead?" he nodded towards Larson who was panting.

"Today's his dog day." she sighed, "At all times one of us has to take him around the house like this, feed him threw a bowl and take him for walks and all that other idiotic stuff he's got in his head." she rubbed her eyes, getting frustrated at Larson. As usual.

"Kurtis got bet!" Alistair couldn't help himself from shouting into the conversation again.

Kurtis turned around and glared at Alistair before finally calming himself down. He exited the room, still feeling slightly angry at the 'poof' that had so kindly insulted him.

He went into his and Lara's bedroom, ready to have a shower. When he entered the bathroom, he immediately noticed that his aftershave and shampoo were missing. He went back out into the hall, leaning over the banister, "Alright, who took it?"

"Took what?" Lara looked up at him.

"God knows." he heard Alistair mutter.

"It was you wasn't it ?"

"Maybe." he lied. Alistair knew well enough that Kurtis' accusations were correct.

"Give them back." he demanded.

"No."

Kurtis stormed downstairs and into the kitchen, slamming the door behind him. That was it. This was war.

He thought back to what he could use against Alistair. Books, chocolate and tea. He wasn't that heartless to tear up his books, the chocolate he could eat – with the risk of being sick, Alistair had that much- but he had a plan for the tea. He would need Lara's help though.

He went back out into the living room, avoiding eye contact with Alistair at all costs. "Lara, can I speak...Don't touch that!" he finished his sentence when he saw Alistair handling his Chirugai. Alistair put it back down, placing his hands in the air in mocking defeat.

Lara got up and followed Kurtis into the kitchen. "What?" she asked.

"I need help, here take these." he handed her three tins of the flavoured tea Alistair owned. "Y'know," she looked at the labels on the tins, "Cranberry, strawberry and grapefruit don't really go."

He shoved her playfully and gave her another tin. "I'm getting' revenge."

"Oh, will you let it go. It's not like he threatened to kill you."

"Lara. He touched my Chirugai. If you know me but, at all, you know that I don't like anyone touching it."

"Yes, of course." she sighed and began to walk to the door of the room. "Where do you want these?"

"The pool room. Just leave them there, I'll sort out the rest."

Lara exited the room and headed towards the swimming pool. She placed the tins on the ground and looked up to see Kurtis entering the room. "Thanks." he poured the contents of the tins into the pool and began to stir them telepathically. "What are you doing?" she asked him.

"Oh, you'll see."

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Alistair entered the pool room on Lara's orders and stopped in his track. Kurtis was standing at the end of the pool, swaying side to side, waving a banner that read 'Boston tea party' on it. He looked down into the pool and saw all his tea in the pool along with the fancy china he had kept in case the Queen would come over. "You." he said threw gritted teeth.

"Yes?" Kurtis asked innocently.

"You bastard."

"Why, I don't know what you're talking about. Would you like a drink of tea?"

"Oh, that's how you want to play it, is it? Maybe it's time for a game of hide and seek." he turned around, exiting the room. If it's a war you want, Kurtis, it's a war you'll get.

You're forgetting I'm telepathic. Kurtis added mentally into Alistair's head.

XXXX

"As I said – rather thought before, if you want a war, you'll get one Mr Trent." Alistair wiped his hands together and smiled at Zip as he entered the hall. "What have you done?" Zip asked.

"Oh, nothing. Just playing a little game with Kurtis."

"If you say so, I'm off to bed." he yawned and walked upstairs. Lara came threw the front door, looking sleepy and frustrated at the same time. She turned around and tugged on the rope that was in her hand. She pulled harder and harder, sighing eventually as Larson came threw the door on his lead. "Woof." he said – rather barked.

"Larson, get up!" Lara yanked on the lead again. Larson was too heavy for her to tug along, no matter how strong she was, he had put on a lot of weight in the past oh, 11, 12 years.

"Woof." was her reply. That's it she thought. She let the material slip from her hands and it dropped to the floor. She stormed up to her bedroom, ready for a well earned sleep.

Kurtis came threw from the kitchen and narrowed his eyes at the mischievous looking Alistair. "What?" he asked.

"Oh, nothing."

Kurtis, thinking nothing was wrong, although he did have his suspicions, continued on his way upstairs to join Lara in his snug, warm bed. The thought of snuggling up to Lara in the comfy bed seemed pure bliss to him right now, he could just go up there and fall asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. His ass. He had worked out what Alistair meant by 'hide and seek'.

He turned around swiftly on his heels, facing Alistair who was still smiling smugly to himself. "Where is it?"

"Oh, brilliant. Another game of guess what Kurtis wants. Fantastic." his voice was smothered in sarcasm.

"You know what I'm talkin' about Poof."

"I prefer pansy to poof, it sounds better. Nice and sweet like the flower."

Kurtis had enough. "MY CHIRUGAI!!!" he blew up in Alistair's face.

"Well, you'll have to play the game to find out."

"You're forgetting I can control it with my mind."

"Oh, maybe, but that won't help you get it out of there." he smiled and walked away upstairs to join everyone else upstairs who was now heading off to sleep. Kurtis looked over the room and towards Larson who was lying in a dog basket. "What you lookin' at?!" he shouted at Larson.

"Woof." was the same, annoying reply he got.

XXXX

Kurtis had nearly given up. It was five to twelve at night and he had been trying to find his Chirugai for an hour. He had looked in every room in the house except one. The Artefact room. He would have to be quick to get there though. And he was too tired to do so.

He half dragged, half walked into the pool room and dove into the water, pressing the newly located button for the artefact room. Rushing out of the water, he sprinted into the hall and into the small room that had the lever to the actual artefact room in it. He tumble turned (being half asleep, he still thought he was in the water) and dashed across the hall and into the artefact room. He gazed around the room, trying to take in everything in close detail – he didn't want to miss any vital clues to the whereabouts of his Chirugai.

He saw it in a glass cabinet, similar to the ones which contained the Iris, the Dagger of Zian and the Golden Mask. He walked over to it, smiling as he looked for the keypad which he would use to type the code in to unlock the cabinet. Lara had given him, Zip and Alistair the code to it. Winston had once known the security code - not that he was quick enough to make it into the room – but Lara had Zip change it when Winston had regained his addiction to Skittles.

He searched frantically and he couldn't find any. But he did find one thing; a note, from Alistair. He ripped it off the glass and read threw it:

So, you didn't notice that this is a new cabinet. The last time you were here, there were four and now there's five. But then again, how could I ask any more from the lovely Kurtis Trent?

"THAT FUCKING SON OF A BITCH. SPASTIC. MONGO. PRICK. DICK. ARSEHOLE. BASTARD." he began to express every fowl word in his vocabulary on Alistair, "WINDOW LICKER, POOF!!!"

AN: Right, I can't promise when I'll next update because I'm starting to run out of ideas, but fear not, I shall use that thing in my hollow skull called a brain (if I've got one) and think up new ideas for your viewing pleasure.