Right, the stuff written in '/'s are Kai's thoughts, okay? Just needed to get that sorted out! lol
Linz/S.D: (You better be reading this!) Erm . . . this isn't about a treadmill factory! Lol. Horrid trick on my behalf, don't blame Jenny. I'm the evil one here. Lol. So no hard feeling, eh? Lol. You are an amazing author and I would be honoured if you gave me an honest critique for this firkin thing! Lol. Hugs and kisses etc.
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Chapter One; Inconspicuous Olive Bushes"Kai! If you drop that box then I'll drop you on your head!" a shrill voice could be heard from inside the house.
"Sorry," came the response, not wanting to cause trouble on the first day of living with his aunt.
"Stop chattin' and start moving!"
/How was I even talking? Oh boy, I'm gonna have fun here./
Kai hauled his stuff through the light wooden door and experienced a silent battle getting the box up the stairs to his lime-green room. When he got there he dropped the load on the floor and winced as he heard a smashing sound emit from it.
/Not my problem./
He felt it was painful to look at his bedroom walls in case it blinded him. Dusting his hands off, he walked casually down the stairs, running his hand along the highly polished banister.
"KAI!"
He sighed. The high-pitched tone that his aunt insisted on having was beginning to grate on his nerves.
"Yeah?" he shouted back in a monotonous manner.
"D'ya want a drink?" Maud said, coming through to the hallway wiping her hands on a kitchen tea towel.
He nodded and walked out to get some more of his stuff from the white van that was parked outside in the pouring rain.
After the World Championships in Moscow earlier that year, Kai had been forced to abandon his home with his grandfather, Voltaire. Now the old man was behind bars, Kai's only option had been to move in with his nearest living relative, Aunt Maud, in her house in Grassville, America. Not that he was complaining, he was right by his team; well, about a ten minute walk away.
Grabbing the last box left in the van, he slammed the door shut with his foot and walked back to the house with it. He was just about to walk through the door when -
"Hey, Kai!"
/WHAT NOW?/
Kai dropped the brow cardboard box in frustration and turned around sighing.
"What?" he asked sharply.
"If that's how you treat your friends I'd hate to be you enemy," said a friendly Rei, smiling at Kai from his stance, leaning against the gate of the driveway.
Kai just turned around and walked inside to pick up the box once again. Rei took this as an invitation to go inside.
"So, does that mean you've finished unpacking all your stuff?" Rei shouted up to Kai from the hallway.
Kai dropped the last box onto his bed and dusted his black trousers off.
"Yeah," Kai replied when he reached the bottom step of the stairs.
Rei grinned. "GUYS! It's okay! He's finished now!" he shouted to the inconspicuous olive bushes that were in the front garden.
Three other figures struggled out of the bushes and one by one dusted themselves off.
"Phew, Kai, you sure take a long time to unpack . . . " Tyson said, concentrating on rubbing off the brown mud stain that was on his red jacket.
/Well, if they offered to help me it would have taken a lot less time. No, wait, we are talking about Tyson here. . ./
"Yeah. Work is something you're just not used to, Tyson," Kai said, folding his arms and leaning against the doorframe casually.
"What are you wearing Kai?" Tyson asked, looking at Kai as if he had grown an extra head.
"Clothes," Kai replied.
Tyson look distastefully up and down at Kai's body. He was wearing black baggy pants and a black t-shirt that read 'T-Shirts Are Over' on it. His shoes were not very visible underneath the baggy jeans, but they looked . . . black. He had his silver stud in his left ear and his hair was its usual messy self.
"Yeah, we got that," Max said, picking the leaves out of his dirty blonde hair.
/All that to get out of helping me? I guess this means I should invite them inside./
Kai walked away from them and signalled over his shoulder for them to come inside.
"Kai? Is that you? Who have you got in here now? K--a--i?" Maud shouted from the kitchen.
Kai sighed.
/Just a few more years, just a few more years . . ./
"If that's you Kai, just go through to the lounge and watch some TV. I need you out of my way for a while so I can clean the house up!"
Kai turned back to the lounge where his friends had seated themselves on the cream sofa and were laughing at him.
"Kai? KAI?" mimicked Max in a high-pitched voice.
"Have you put those boxes away?" Tyson whined.
"Don't forget to turn the TV off after you've watched it Kai!" Rei imitated.
"Have you cleaned you room yet Kai? Kai? KAI?" Kenny said, and burst into laughter again.
"Kai?" the real Maud shouted. "Kai? Do you have girls in there, Kai?"
Kai groaned.
"Gosh, it's a good job you don't have a really long name, otherwise your aunt would take ages to talk to you," Rei said, chuckling as Tyson was flicking through the TV channels.
Kai sat down and stared dully at the screen. It was large and fitted in with the beige lounge. He really couldn't be bothered entertaining. Kai looked at the photo of his mother's family that was hanging perfectly straight on the wall. Without warning the doorbell rang with the annoying tune of the American National Anthem.
"Kai? Could you get that?" squealed his aunty from the kitchen.
/I wonder what she'd say if I said no?/
He got to his feet and walked to the door, but on his way he tilted the photo frame on the wall so it wasn't so regulated. Everything in the house seemed to be stiflingly synchronized. He opened the door with a bored look.
"HEY THERE!" said a cheesy salesman with a red suit on and a wide grin. "I couldn't help but notice that you've just moved house, and I thought 'Oh, what awful windows!' I couldn't just do nothing, and seeing as I am a windows salesman I thought it would be great to call here!"
Kai looked at the nametag that the man was wearing.
"Um . . . Bob? Aren't you the guy who fitted these windows about a year ago?" Kai lied tactfully.
Bob's smile faded a little.
"Oh . . . uh . . . I am?"
Kai nodded and closed the door in his face. He didn't pause to listen to the muffled "Surely I can re-fit them for you!" and went to sit back down in the corner armchair. As soon as he sat down the doorbell rang yet again. Without instruction from his aunt, he got up once more from the chair, expecting it to be the salesman.
He dragged himself to the front door and opened it with a scowl.
He was faced with a girl who came up to about his shoulders with drenched, brown frizzy hair and mascara running down from her brown eyes. She had a smile plastered to her face - which was not particularly stunning and was in fact, rather plain. Kai looked blankly at the drenched bag of sugar that she was clutching in one of her hands, which were pink from the cold.
"Um . . . –"
"HI! I'm Betty Lockwood, but you can just call me Woody, everybody else does! You know, Woody . . . like, from Toy Story . . ." she trailed off waiting for a response, and began picking at a piece of fluff on the arm of her blue jumper in an almost nervous manner.
/What? Toy Story? What the hell's that?/
Kai gave her a frown and continued to scowl as she carried on talking.
"Anyway . . . welcome to Grassville! Here, I brought you some sugar- " Woody got cut off by the loud clanging noise as she dropped the sugar clumsily on the floor when she went to give it to Kai. She bent down and picked it up. "-To welcome you here!" she continued.
Kai looked at the sugar with one eyebrow raised sceptically, but didn't take it from her hands, which shook from the cold.
/Is the sugar supposed to help me unpack? What's the point?/
"KAI? Who's at the door?" Maud shouted.
Before Kai could reply Maud came to look for herself.
"Woody! How are you? Why are you here? Do you want to come in? Kai! How could you just leave her standing there in the rain! Get in before you catch your death!"
Woody just smiled.
"No, it's okay Mrs. Neale, I'm going now anyway. Just decided to give the newcomer some sugar!" Woody declined politely.
"Aww, you're so sweet dear. Now, are you sure you don't want to come in?" Maud said, finally taking the sugar that had been held out by Woody for some time now.
/What is it with sugar? It's just sugar./
"No, I'm okay. See you around," she said to Kai and walked back across the road to her home.
Kai rolled his eyes and slammed the door shut.
/Hmm . . . friendly./
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The figure hid behind a large oak tree as a girl scurried back down the pathway in the pouring rain, and pelted across the road to get out of the rain. When he heard the front door to the house that he was appointed to watch shut, the red head peered around another tree that was in the front garden of the house. The teen smirked and took a look at his surroundings whilst impatiently running a hand through his drenched hair. It took a while to find, but he had found this place in the end. Not wanting to be in the rain for any longer, the red head threw one last look over his shoulder at the house as he ran back to get back to where he came from.
The red head yanked his form back behind the tree, breathing heavily. Had those crimson eyes just set a look on him? Had he been found?
Cautiously, after a minute of so, the red head glanced back around the tree. To his relief, action in the living room had continued as normal. He was safe.
"I've found you, Hiwatari," he muttered, his ice blue eyes darkening.
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