HAT: Alright, I'm gonna tell you guys the truth... I don't have an actual plot for this. But I know that Mr. Kadam isn't always going to be Kelsey's focus because let's face it: despite how much one loves someone, they don't spend all their time with each other or obsess over each other all the time. People need to spend time with multiple people. Anyway, enjoy!

Disclaimer: I barely own the plot and I don't own the characters... Sadness...

Kelsey lounges in the living room on her claimed swivel chair and reads up on the some odd three hundred sixty-five pressure points that are in the human body and what each one does. She's surprised at how many are located on just the bottom of the feet. The healing purposes- she decides- can be useful just in case any one of the men get hurt or simply are in pain. She's sure that- despite how well she usually studied- she'll more than likely retain this information if she also applies it- under supervision of course. Still, she is within the first few pages and knows she has much more to learn.

"How's the studying doing?" Ren asks, leaning against the top of her chair and trying to see what she's looking at.

"It's going alright. I'm gonna have Nilima teach me a little more on a dummy- you and Kishan will work- and help me get it down," she answers with a smirk.

Ren gapes at her with his hand on his chest. "I have you know that only one of us fits that category."

He seriously didn't leave me that opening did he? She thinks as she casually flips to the next page of the book. "Good to know that you have faith in Kishan's mental state."

He scrunches his noes in an adorable way and gives her a glare. "That's low."

"You left yourself open," she shrugs. "How're the plans for the bonding trip going?"

He pouts. "Kishan's not being cooperative at all."

"I'm not being cooperative?" Said brother demands as he enters the living room.

Here we go again, she thinks as she carefully places her finger in between the pages to keep her place as she settles to watch the two have it out.

"Yes, you weren't being cooperative."

"Okay, get this," Kishan says as he turns to Kelsey and jerks his thumb toward his brother. "This guy wants us to go to dinner in a restaurant even though we could turn into tigers and not only that, but he also wants to see the sappiest movie in Bollywood theaters right now."

"Well he wants to go hunting as tigers and then spar for a while."

"It's what we used to do as kids- save for the being tigers part."

Kelsey giggles and makes a few suggestions, but they are quickly shut down. Obviously she's not as intuitive on male bonding as she hoped she would be. Soon enough she notices Nilima out of the corner of her eye and contemplates whether or not if this woman will know more about male bonding and figures- as a grown woman- she will be and gestures for her to come over.

"Nilima, would you know how to help these two find a compromise since I'm incapable?"

"I think I can if I hear the problem," she confirms and turns to the boys to assess the situation.

Kelsey gives them little mind- knowing that Nilima is more than prepared for anything than anyone she knows- other than Mr. Kadam, but since they are related she doesn't count them as rivals to one another in terms of being prepared and knowledgeable.

Acupressure can be used to remedy aches and pains, but can those same points be used in the reverse? Kelsey had thought, before she had turned to the next page. So far she has learned that certain parts of the body helps relief stress and depression along with pains- which she never considered before since she never lingered on random facts of acupressure before. Acupuncture is another story. She had decided that she doesn't want needles anywhere in her body unless it's donating blood or getting her shots (and even then she has no choice).

"How's the studying coming along?" Nilima asks as she sits down beside Kelsey and looks at the book. "Any questions?"

Kelsey tilts her head to rest on Nilima's head. "Is Dim Mak real? If it is why hasn't it mentioned harmful pressure points?"

Nilima giggles. "Patience, my young American friend. You're only within the first two chapters."

"It's so thin," Kelsey defends.

The woman rolls her eyes before looking back at the book. "You're very impatient."

"It's called selective patience."

Nilima laughs and shakes her head in amusement before delving into the lesson with Kelsey.

"Miiiss Keeeelsey."

"Not now," grumbles the previously sleeping American while she buries her face deeper into the pillow so that her face would become warm.

"Wrong answer."

Before she could her head she's thrown over Mr. Kadam's shoulder and he's carrying her out of her room. She blinks until the world is no longer blurry and shivers at the cold air that hits her exposed skin that was previously nestled in a nest of didn't even have the decency to take the covers with him to cover her.

"What time is it?" she demands.

"About... five-twenty," he answers.

She knees his chest and make shim grunt, but he doesn't put her down. "You couldn't have waited another three hours like a normal person?!"

"You wanted this training, you're getting it."

"Is it too late to give up?" she asks as they do down the stairs, almost too far to go back to bed.

"Are you going to?"

She closes her eyes and thinks of all the training she's gone through over the past couple of weeks- the time and energy that went into it- and the fact that she has to get saved every time she's in trouble by a couple of tigers. She doesn't want to rely on them anymore. She wants to stand on her own.

With a heavy sigh she bows her head with eyes still closed to keep the image of herself that she wants. "Let's go train."

She could practically hear his grin when he says, "That's my girl!"

She smiles at that, but she doesn't understand completely why

HAT: It's been so long since I've updated this. I mean, I know I'm still waiting on a few stories of my own that've taken longer than me, but still, it's been so long. I just keep jumping from fandom to fandom all the time!

Nilima: You need to work on that.

HAT: I know.

Nilima: Hopefully inspiration for all our incomplete stories will come back and stay in along with your other inspirations.

HAT: *nods* I know right... anyway, do you want to say it?

Nilima: Please, review.