Beyblade Fan Fiction ❯ Haunted ❯ Chapter 03 ( Chapter 3 )

Kali Notes: I'm beginning to like this fic. O.o Weird, right? I didn't like it before? Actually, I did, but I always like fics more when I start getting into the plot and all. Anyway, in writing this chapter, I started getting hit with multiple plot mallets - to the point where I started giving them away (no worries, I still have a few that I may pull out of the Chaos sometime). I wrote this chapter while watching the greatest (in my opinion!) 80s movies ever - the Back To The Future trilogy. ^___^ w00t! If you haven't seen them, DO. They rock. And Ra-damn it all!!!! *scowls and gets whacked with mallet* OW! Not another plot mallet!!!! *cries*

 

Disclaimer: No, we don't own Beyblade or its characters. Oh, and I don't own Hershey's (woo boy if I did, it would be delicious!).

 

Warnings: Ah…weirdness, general insanity… and the usual (yaoi, language, action/violence, etc.) excepting the fido-friendly version on ffnet. Sorry, folks. You know where to find it elsewhere…

 

Pairings: TyKa, Rei/Mariah, Max/Hilary, hinted Tala/Bryan & Kenny/Emily, others to be decided.

 

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Chapter 03

 

The night wore on, and the party rocked Kai's loft apartment until just after 11:00 pm in a flurry of music, colourful costumes, and teenagers. By this time, most of the party-goers had begun to leave, and only a few people remained.

Kenny, exhausted after being whirled around in dance after dance by a girl named Emily and her friend, Salima, had fallen asleep on an unoccupied couch that had been pushed near a wall to make room for a `dance floor'. Max sat nearby with Ozuma, Rei's friend and Maria's brother, Lee, and Ozuma's cousin, Miriam, having an in-depth discussion about what was best to eat with ramen. The white and gold clad Hilary sat perched on Max's knee, since there were no available chairs (that was her excuse, at least), with one of his arms around her waist to keep her anchored there. It seemed after some initial blushing and stuttering and the usual sorts of embarrassing moments between two potential romantically inclined people, that Max and Hilary found they were quite comfortable with each other - as if they'd known each other forever and had been dating for as long, too. A highly amusing situation to Max's and Hilary's friends.

As for Tyson, he somehow got talked into playing poker (using left-over part snacks as poker drips - and not for money, since he refused adamantly enough to play if they did) with Kai, Tala, Bryan, and Rei - and Mariah, who shocked all five boys by winning several hands in a row and cleaning out Bryan, then Rei, and finally Tala.

“Well, hell!” The red-haired `angel' tossed his cards on the table and shoved his snacks into the middle of the table for the pink-haired girl to claim as her winnings - which she did so gleefully.

“I can't believe you lost at poker to a girl, Tala.” Bryan sniggered and ducked the annoyed swat his boyfriend aimed at his head. “I mean, losing to Kai I understand, but come on…”

“Hey!” Mariah struck out her tongue at the violet haired `monk'. “You lost to me, too, Bryan.”

“I suck at poker.” He shrugged carelessly. “Tala…doesn't normally suck. That's why I have to rub it in.”

Rei just laughed while Tala scowled at Bryan. “I taught her how to play and she took to it like a fish to water. She's good.”

“Thank you, Rei.” Mariah leaned over and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. “At least my own boyfriend appreciates my skills.”

Kai slapped a hand over Tala's mouth (beating Bryan to it) before he could make a comment that would be not only rude but probably insulting, too. “Sure, she's alright. She's managed so far. However…” the dual-haired teen smiled wickedly and began to shuffle the cards with a skill that he hadn't displayed until now. Tyson blinked, watching those hands in a kind of hazy way, as he was sure no one outside a casino employee could be that graceful, efficient, or dexterous shuffling cards like a pro. He shook himself mentally. Or have hands like that either…wow. Yet Kai was proving him wrong and the bluenette couldn't seem to tear his eyes away, glued to every moment. “I haven't been playing for real until now.”

“Oh boy.” Tala groaned and leaned back in his chair, folding his arms behind his head as he watched Kai deal the cards with sharp flicks of his wrists. “Here we go…the Card Shark Hiwatari finally gets serious.”

Mariah frowned a little worriedly and reached for her cards. “He's not that good, is he?”

Tyson took one brief look at his cards and barely managed to keep a neutral expression on his face. He had a good hand, maybe enough to beat Mariah with. “I couldn't tell you, Mariah. This is the first time I've played cards with him.”

The ghostly little spirit, who stood just behind the bluenette, giggled a touch evilly. He knew Kai's skill at cards quite well. In fact Kai was exceptionally good at most games he tried. It would be interesting to see how Tyson fared against him.

Bryan just shook his head and tried to see what cards Kai had in his hand, while Tala strained his neck trying to see Tyson's. Rei scratched his head a little sheepishly and gave his girlfriend an apologetic look.

“Sorry, Mariah, but he is actually really good at poker.” The raven-haired teen admitted sheepishly. His girlfriend sighed dramatically and patted him on the arm.

“Don't worry, Rei. I'm sure I'll still be lucky tonight and keep…” Mariah stared at her cards as an expression of consternation came over her face before she could stop it. “…on winning.” She finished belatedly.

Both Kai and Tyson noticed the pause and the expression, and made snap decisions each that her luck just ran out - and that she wasn't trying to bluff them.

“One card.” Tyson said, accepting the one Kai dealt him. “I'll raise with a pretzel.”

“I'm satisfied with my hand.” Kai eyed the betting pile. “And I'll see your pretzel and raise it with two Hershey's kisses.”

Tyson frowned. Those were the most valuable of their `chips.' He studied Kai carefully, looking for signs of a bluff.

Mariah made a face and tossed her cards on the table. “I fold. And I think I'll quit for this game. I'm getting sleepy.”

“Ooooh!” Tala gave a low whistle. “And now its down to Kinomiya and Hiwatari! Now it gets really interesting.”

“How long can Tyson hold out against Bay City's top poker player?” Bryan added to the mock-commentary.

“Would you two idiots stuff it?” Kai gave them each a hard side glare.

Tyson was ignoring the others, thinking really hard about his hand. He had four of a kind - Queens, no less. But was that good enough to take Kai? Ah, what the hell. He mused silently with a smile. There's no fun if you don't gamble a little and lay it all on the line sometimes.

“I'll see your kisses,” he pretended not to hear the snickers from the peanut gallery at the way that sounded. “And I'll bet it all on this hand for the game.” Tyson shoved the remainder of his `chips' into the pile and raised an eyebrow at Kai, blatant challenge flashing in his stormy blue eyes. “Life's a gamble, as they say.”

Kai smiled, pleased and vaguely impressed with the bluenette's courage. “Alright. So will I.” He responded, adding his own large pile of `chips' to the middle of the table. “Call. Show me what you've got, Kinomiya.” His crimson eyes met and held Tyson's and there was a moment where Tyson thought Kai was talking about something entirely different than poker.

But he shrugged it off as fantasy (Kai liking him that way? Yeah, sure.) and laid out his cards. “Four of a kind - four royal ladies.” He declared with a grin.

“Ooh!” Rei laughed and clapped the bluenette on the back in a congratulatory manner. “Well done, Tyson.”

“Nice.” Kai let a small smile cross his face. “There aren't many hands that could beat that one.”

Tyson looked him in the eye and felt any excitement about winning against Kai that he might have had begin to die. “Let me guess…you've got one of those few.”

“Surprisingly intelligent, isn't he?” Tala commented, nudging Bryan. “I guess Kai maintains his poker title yet again!”

“Knock it off. He did much better than either of you did.” Kai scoffed, laying down his cards. The important ones were the four kings. Tyson groaned and smacked a hand to his forehead in defeat.

“Damn! Look at that! Oh well.” He looked around the table at everyone, blue eyes landing on Kai last and staying there. He held out a hand to shake Kai's. “Great game everyone! That was a lot of fun! And congratulations, Kai!”

“Good game.” Kai smiled a little at the sportsmanship. “Kinomiya.”

The little spirit hovering near Kai grinned gleefully. I knew he couldn't beat Kai! Though…that was a pretty good game. I haven't seen Kai enjoy himself this much in ages. He watched them clear off the table and tidy things up. He supposed Tyson wasn't all that bad, and maybe the bluenette would be good for Kai. He certainly needs to have more fun and quit being such a horrible wet blanket. The ghost followed the group as they went to join the others at the couches. Rather fond of games himself, the spirit started issuing points. Twenty points for amusing Kai, another twenty-five for willing to risk it all on that gamble…

Mariah laid a hand on her brother's shoulder and yawned. “Oh! Excuse me! Lee, I think it's time to get home.”

“Yeah.” Lee got up and glanced around. “We're off then! See you all at school on Monday! Great party, Hiwatari. Thanks for inviting us.” Lee shook Kai's hand briefly.

Rei sighed and waved as he followed them to the door. “I have to run home really quickly, Kai, after I drop these two off. Great party, man!”

“Thanks, and no problem.” Kai shrugged. “No one's going to be in bed for a while yet, I'm sure.”

“We'd better get going, too.” Ozuma scowled and nudged Miriam. “Before my mother calls out the National Guard or something looking for us.”

Miriam rolled her eyes but stood up and went with him to the door, her gypsy skirt swishing around her bare ankles. “She's not that bad, Ozuma.”

“Yes, she is. I'll just grab my stuff from Kai's room, and we'll go.”

“Kenny! Hey, Chief!” Max shook the brunette gently to wake him up. “Time to head home, buddy! You need your sleep.”

Kenny sat up groggily and looked around, disoriented. “Max? Did I fall asleep?” He blushed at Max's nod. “Oh…I'm so sorry, Kai!”

“Forget it, Kenny. Anyone would be tired after all that dancing with Emily and Salima.” Kai drawled, teasing him just a bit and making the brainy brunette turn even more red.

“He has a point, Chief.” Tyson agreed, though more sympathetically than Kai. Max laughed.

Hilary leaned up on her toes and gave the blonde a quick kiss on the cheek, making him blush brightly. “Thanks for tonight, Max. I had a really great time. Think we can do it again sometime?” She asked a little shyly, a small blush of her own painting her cheeks. “Like, say…a movie?”

Max grinned his 1000-Watt smile and nodded. “Yeah! I'd like that!”

“Great!” Hilary grinned back. “Thanks, Kai! See you later!” She snapped her fingers like the royalty she was dressed up as and commanded, “Tala! Let's go!”

“What? NO. I'm staying over, remember?” The redhead scowled at his cousin. She turned and gave him one of her scariest death glares, hands on hips, one sandaled food tapping.

“You are walking me home. There's a lot of weirdoes running around out there tonight.” Her expression dared him to argue.

“Hmph. Like they'd come anywhere near you. You'd stomp their asses into the ground or deafen them with that harpy's scream of yours.” Tala muttered under his breath, though he was stalking to the door anyway.

“I heard that.” She stated flatly.

Max frowned a little. “Hey, Tyson? I think I should walk Kenny home, too. Then I'll stop at home and get my bicycle, if Kai doesn't mind.” He glanced at their host.

“Whatever.” Kai waved it off indifferently.

“Sure, Max.” Tyson agreed. “That okay with you, Chief?”

“Yes. Thanks, Max.” Kenny looked relieved not to be walking home alone, late, on Halloween. “Thank you for everything, Kai.” He gave a short, formal bow of gratitude to his host.

Kai nodded, amused at the formality. “Come on you lot. I'll see you all off downstairs.” He ushered them out the door, leaving Bryan and Tyson alone in the large living space.

“Oh damn! I totally forgot the movies!” Bryan groaned and resisted banging his head on a wall.

“What movies?” Tyson asked curiously.

The lavender-haired teen smirked. “My collection of horror films. We had an idea of staying up all night watching horror movies.” The smirk turned into a challenging grin. “Can you handle it, Kinomiya?”

Tyson huffed, folding his arms over his chest. “Hell yeah, I can. Bring it on, Bryan!”

“Good. I'm going to run home real quick and get them.” Bryan, pleased that the bluenette wasn't backing down, strode out with his monk's robes swaying and swishing.

Alone, Tyson looked around at the mess the party had created, and ran a hand through his hair - knocking off the sailor cap. He picked it up and sighed. “Don't need this anymore. Man, what a disaster. It's like a hurricane ran through here.” He sauntered into the small kitchenette and dug out a big green garbage bag, and began picking up the party trash laying around. He knew what a pain this was the next morning to clean, and figured Kai wouldn't mind a little leg-up on the mess. “Not like I have anything better to do. And besides, maybe I'll gain some credit with him.” Tyson felt his cheeks burn a little. Kai had looked really hot in that swashbuckling pirate costume. It wasn't like, Pirates of the Caribbean, but more one of those that he often saw on the covers of those ridiculous romance novels the girls at school were always reading. The frilly white shirt, leather breeches and boots, just enough skin showing to offer a glimpse of muscled chest… Tyson dropped the half-full paper cup of soda as his eyes glazed over and he shook himself physically this time. “God! I'm so pathetic. Even if Kai is really, really sexy in that costume… Damned ecchi imagination.” He went to get some paper towels to clean up the spilled soda.

After cursing himself for being obviously pathetic in his crush on the older teen, Tyson proceeded to clean up with a vigor he never showed at home - unless Gramps was chasing him around with a kendo training lance.

Of course he couldn't know that his every word was being heard by a little ghost who was following him around extremely intrigued with the bluenette. Ten points for being attracted to Kai, too. The spirit nodded to himself. Good. At least that's one obstacle that Kai won't have to worry about. He watched Tyson keep on tidying.

It was 11:20 pm when Kai came back from seeing everyone out, ten minutes after they'd all left, to find Tyson picking up garbage and tossing it into a garbage bag.

“Kinomiya…what are you doing?” He inquired amusedly, leaning a hip against the couch as he watched.

Startled, Tyson nearly dropped the bag. “AH! Geez, Hiwatari. Don't sneak up on me like that.” He blew out a breath. “And what's it look like? I'm helping clean up the mess a bit.”

The ghost, still taking in events and trying to make up his mind about Tyson, nodded reluctantly. Huh. Fifteen points for being considerate and helpful. He blinked as Tyson set aside a soda can instead of throwing it in with the trash. And a bonus ten points for recycling. He's environmentally conscious.

“You don't need to do that. Gregory and I were going to do it all tomorrow, after everyone had gone home.” Kai picked up another can and set it next to the one Tyson left. “Did you have nothing better to do?”

Tyson gave him a look. “No. I didn't. And I figured you wouldn't mind having a little help cleaning up, since we all helped make the mess in the first place.”

Kai chuckled. “True. Alright. You and I can at least pick up all the garbage and put the furniture back. The rest we'll just leave alone to worry about tomorrow.” He went to his kitchenette to get another garbage bag, and started tidying.

The spirit's gaze darted back and forth like he was watching a tennis match as the two teens moved around the room in silence, cleaning. He was so hoping that one of them would start a conversation. They really needed to. Please? He silently pleaded with them, glancing at the clock. It was nearing midnight, and soon it was going to be time for him to put his plan into action or lose his chance.

Tyson tied his garbage bag closed and blew out a breath. “Well, I think that's it. How's it going over there?”

Kai dropped his bag next to Tyson's as he came over and stretched. “Done. I need to be out of this costume. Did you want to change, too?”

Glancing down at himself (thus hiding the blush staining his cheeks), the bluenette plucked at his pant leg. “I suppose I should. I don't intend to wear this again, that's for sure.”

“Well, come with me. I put your bag in my bedroom so it wouldn't be in the way out here.” Kai turned and led him toward a closed door off in one corner of the living area. “The others' stuff is all in here, too. And don't mind the mess. Ozuma, Tala, and Bryan changed into their costumes in here before the party, and I'll make Tala and Bryan clean up their stuff when they get back.”

“Ah, no worries.” Tyson stared at the room with great interest. Kai had excellent decorating tastes, that was certain. “I don't flinch at a bit of messiness.”

Kai opened his closet door, and paused pointing at the sofa. “Really. Couldn't tell by the way you started cleaning my flat out there. Your bag's on the sofa.” He disappeared into the closet.

“Thanks.” Tyson glanced at the closet, grabbed his bag and dug out his change of clothes - consisting of a pair of old shorts and an old t-shirt - and wondered if he should change right there, or wait until Kai was done in the closet.

The little spirit had followed Kai into the closet and, to let Kai know he was there, caught the shirt as the crimson-eyed teen took it off and tossed it at a chair to be put away later, and held it up. Kai blinked and smiled faintly. “Hello, Daichi. I suppose you had fun with the party, too?” He asked quietly so Tyson didn't hear him, as if the spirit could answer him. The ghost, who had one past Halloween used his increased abilities on that one night to tell Kai his name, dropped the shirt on the chair and with a laugh sauntered out of the closet.

Sure. It was fun, Kai. But I think tonight will get much, much more fun in a few minutes. I hope you don't mind my meddling in your life too much…

Kai felt a weird tingling along his arm where Daichi passed by and shivered slightly, taking that as a yes. “Well, that's good. Though…you have been rather quiet tonight, considering. I hope you're not planning anything too weird.”

Outside, Daichi rolled his eyes and watched Tyson pull his old shirt over his head and stuff his costume into his bag. The bluenette sat gingerly on the sofa and smiled to himself.

“Cushy. Too bad Gramps is too cheap to buy new furniture. We could use a decent sofa like this in the living room.”

Kai came out of the closet and heard that comment. “Spend a lot of time in there?”

Tyson jumped and laughed, scratching at the nape of his neck sheepishly. “Oh, not really. But when you can feel every spring in the cushions, it's time for a new one.”

“Definitely.” Kai went over to a cabinet and picked up a remote control, turning on a flat screen TV that hung on the wall over a fireplace. “Watch whatever you want, Kinomiya. I'm going to take the garbage bags we collected downstairs and get the snacks for us tonight.”

The bluenette tilted his head curiously. “Downstairs?”

“Yeah. I kept tonight's stuff separate from the party stuff. There's nothing left over from the party anyway.” Kai walked to his door. “I'll be back. Oh, and if you hear weird noises or feel a chill, it's just the ghost that lives here. He's not a bad ghost so don't freak out.”

Tyson stared at the door for a full two minutes after Kai left, not knowing if he was being serious or just teasing him.

Daichi was grinning fully. Oh he's completely serious, Kinomiya. But I won't hurt you. I'm not a bad ghost, after all. His grin faded. That one lives in the basement…

Shaking himself and telling himself to ignore it, Tyson started flipping channels curiously. “Oooh! Poker tournament! Must be the one Gramps wanted to tape tonight.”

Daichi groaned to himself as Tyson got comfortable on the sofa and really interested in the tournament on TV. Great. At least he and Kai have a few things in common. Well, I guess if I'm going to do something, I'd better get to it. The little spirit rubbed his hands together and walked over to the bluenette, standing just in front of him. Tyson was oblivious, of course. He couldn't see Daichi, and hadn't had any reason to believe he was there in the first place (other than Kai's warning). This was perfect for Daichi's plan. He could perform his little good deed and hopefully Kai and those other boys would be smart enough to figure it out and Kai would do something about it.

The plan? Daichi was going to use his extra abilities on this night, at their peak at midnight, to put Tyson to sleep, and if Kai didn't confess his crush on the younger teen and kiss him - nothing outrageous, of course, just a small smooch was enough - then Tyson would stay asleep until Kai did. Conceivably forever. Or at least that's what Daichi believed would happen. He was no expert.

Kai came back in just as Daichi was getting ready to wiggle his fingers at Tyson, so to speak. And though Kai didn't know it, another presence had quietly followed him. But Daichi did.

You! He glared hard at the other spirit. What makes you think you can just come up here like that? You have your own floor to haunt! Get lost!

The other spirit folded its arms and snorted, glaring at Daichi. On this night, I can go where I want, and there's nothing you can do to stop me. Besides, there's no one on that floor to haunt! I'm bored, and I heard about your little plan.

The sprit was no ordinary one. It was a poltergeist, not necessarily an evil spirit, but one that was mischievous and had a bit more spiritual energy to its existence that allowed it to do things that regular sprits like Daichi (who was just a little more extraordinary than even regular spirits) could not. Things like move heavy physical objects, like chairs. Daichi could lift light physical objects, like buttons, tissue boxes, even clothes sometimes, but nothing like chairs or heavy blankets. Even that required practice for regular ghosts and it also required concentration.

At the poltergeist's words, Daichi began to worry, just a little. He wasn't able to stop this spirit, not on his own. So if it decided it wanted to `help' then he was going to have a problem.

I don't need any help with this, thanks. Why don't you go terrorize the people next door instead? Their dogs are the ones that keep getting into Kai's yard and digging up his mother's prize rose garden. Daichi tried distracting the poltergeist from his plan. Teach the dogs a lesson and they'll stay out of the yard.

Pssh. I don't waste my energy on mutts. Humans are much more fun. The poltergeist snorted and ignored Daichi, moving to stand next to the smaller spirit in front of Tyson - still oblivious. So that's the guy huh? At least he's not ugly.

Daichi felt a bit of panic. What was it going to do? Ah…well, actually… He floundered.

“I put the snacks out in the kitchen for now. Did you want anything for now?” Kai asked Tyson, dropping down onto the sofa with the bluenette one cushion away. “Before the others get back?”

“Nope. I'm still good from the party, but thanks. Relax, Kai.” Tyson smiled and glanced over at him. “You don't have to play host anymore, not with me.”

Kai sighed and slouched in his seat, kicking up his feet to rest them on the coffee table. “I'm not playing host. Just asking before I got comfortable because I won't get up again.”

Tyson laughed quietly. “I found a poker tournament on TV.” He handed the remote to the older teen. “But whatever you want to watch is fine. I'm not picky.”

“This is fine until Bryan gets back with the movies.” Kai set the remote on the coffee table. He frowned a little to himself. Is it just me, or does it feel like there is something right in front of me? He shrugged it off, thinking it was probably just Daichi.

They are hopeless. The poltergeist shook its head in amazement, watching as every so often one or the other of the teens would sneak glances at the other, and the faint blushes that each had after every glance. Scratch that. They're pathetic! They need more than a nudge, Daichi. They need a shove.

Oh, I wouldn't… Daichi was quick to protest, but before he could try to do anything, the poltergeist had pulled itself in and sent a wave of its spiritual energy at Tyson. AH! No, wait!!

He was too late. The other spirit was too quick and far too powerful for Daichi to stop.

Tyson got to his feet just as the poltergeist `attacked' him, looking down at Kai in question. “Kai, where's your…” he began, but never got to finish. It suddenly felt cold - icy, freezing cold - and he just as suddenly couldn't speak. Tyson shuddered violently, and his legs gave out from under him. He teetered precariously then collapsed, and Kai sat up in concern, half off the sofa and reaching out to catch and steady the bluenette.

“Kinomiya? Hey! What's…” Kai grunted as he took the weight of the bluenette. “Ooph! Hey! Kinomiya?!”

Tyson didn't answer, though. Kai rolled him over and gently lay him on the floor on his back, letting his eyes and hands roam over the prone form searching for a cause of this strange and worrisome incident. The bluenette had passed out, it seemed, and Kai couldn't find any physical injuries that would have caused it. So he carefully picked him up and placed him on the sofa, tucking pillow under his head and quickly moving to his bathroom to get a glass of water and cold compress (mainly a washcloth run under cold water, since he didn't have anything more suitable). When he returned, he swept the blue-black locks of Tyson's bangs away and laid the cloth over his forehead.

“I don't know what's going on with you, Kinomiya, but you are going to explain when you come to.” Kai muttered to himself, checking Tyson's pulse with a thumb at the inside of his wrist and counting on his watch. At least his first-aid courses weren't completely useless.

Daichi stared in horror at the two for a few moments, just as the clock sitting on the mantle of the fireplace chimed midnight. He glared at the poltergeist with real anger and snapped, Whatever it is you've done, you had better fix right now before it's too late - while we still have the power to do so. That was souncalled for!

The poltergeist just blinked at him, seemingly unconcerned and unperturbed by Daichi's threatening glare. No more than what you were going to do. And all I did was change what'll happen to him. You were going to put him to sleep. I made him unable to see or speak. The only way to get it back will be to hear the words and feel Kai's touch - as in a kiss, not just holding his hand or hugging him or whatever. That'd be too easy to get out of.

WHAT?! Are you kidding me?! Undo it! NOW!!!!

The poltergeist smirked, and began moving toward the door. I can't. I've already told you how he has to break the `curse.' It'll be up to you to communicate that to them, by the way. I can already feel my waning abilities and I'm being pulled back downstairs. The spirit gave a little wave. Gotta go, Daichi! Have fun with the rest of the night! It grinned and disappeared as it had arrived.

The final chime sounded, and now…there really was no other way to fix this.

Daichi slumped dejectedly and turned to look back at Kai and the comatose Tyson. Oh gods above. Now what am I going to do?

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Kali Notes: Ahhhh…okay. The chapter ran away with me. And whoa boy did a few unplanned plot twists come out in this one! O.o Even I wasn't expecting some of them. I had all these possible scenarios as to what was going to happen to Tyson, but this is the one that came out. Anyway, the poltergeist was just a device to make things a little worse than what Daichi (surprise! no one guessed the ghost was him!) had in mind. He's mischievous, but he would never do something serious like that to anyone. The poltergeist has no name because its roll is fulfilled and will not be appearing in the rest of the fic - except possibly at the end. But that's a long way away, and I have so much more to write! Let me know your thoughts on this! Please R/R!!!!