hiwatarikai:

kinomiyatakao:

Tyson sighed.

It had been hard lately. Harder than ever.

He had thought this was the kind of thing that would get better with time, and for a while, it had. But not any more. Maybe it was because the Bladebreakers were on a strictly ‘no blading’ holiday, meaning it wasn’t so easy for him to…

Kai flicked his eyes toward the blunette descending the stairs briefly before closing them again. The Russian was sitting against a tree, somewhat removed from the rest of his team, alone with his thoughts.

As of late he had had a pretty one track mind.

Guiltily he opened one of his eyes again and let it roam back to Tyson.

“No” He growled to himself.

“I need to stop thinking like this”

It had been this way since Tyson had pulled him from the ice.

“That idiot grabbed a lot more than my hand that day…”

“Hey gang!” Tyson forced a grin, pushing his troubles to the back of his mind. He pulled off his t-shirt and headed for the pool’s edge.

“Ahh ahh ah! I think you’re forgetting something, Tyson” Kenny called out. He threw a small white bottle which the world champ caught with ease.

“Sun lotion? Seriously Kenny? I’m already tanned!” He faced the computer tech as if to prove his point.

“Doesn’t matter! The sun’s rays can be rather damaging to skin and-“

“-alright! I’ll put it on!” Tyson frowned as he popped off the lid and squeezed some onto the palm of his hand.

“Ughh this stuff is so cold!”

Tyson sighed.

It had been hard lately. Harder than ever.

He had thought this was the kind of thing that would get better with time, and for a while, it had. But not any more. Maybe it was because the Bladebreakers were on a strictly ‘no blading’ holiday, meaning it wasn’t so easy for him to focus solely on getting better with Dragoon.

He pulled off his cap, ran his hand through his hair, then sighed again.

His team were relaxing in the hotel courtyard below. Max and Ray were splashing each other in the pool while Kenny sat under an umbrella tapping away at his laptop. Even Kai had chosen to grace the team with his presence.

Maybe that was the problem.

Tyson dragged his eyes away from the Russian before he made his way down the stairs.

((This is for my Kai, just to prevent any confusion because I’ve seen rather a few roleplay blogs popping up lately. Hi and welcome to you all by the way!))