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AN: I decided to post the better revised version of Untouchable here as well- adding more lemons and limes in the future chapters, but since ff(dot)net wont allow it, you'll need to read those on the aff(dot)netaccount in my profile.
Btw, this fic contains spoilers from V-force and all of G-rev. You need to have seen all three seasons to fully comprehend what's going on in each chapter. So enjoy.
The blue-haired boy looked up from his beyblade training, to stare into Hilary's ruby eyes. "Hilary?"
It took a total of 5 full seconds before her face flushed red when she realized her friends current attire was quite revealing and appealing to the eye.
"K-kai? What are you doing here?" She stammered, as she took a step back, from her uneasiness.
Kai frowned at this. Since when was Hilary afraid of him? "I could ask you the same thing." He said coolly, as his eyes flickered over her body, studying her reaction to him. She looked quite flustered; strange she only got like this if she was embarrassed or frustrated at someone.
"O-oh well... Tyson and I got in another fight... that's all." Hilary stuttered again slightly, subtly trying to look anywhere else than at him- he noticed this of course.
Kai folded his arms over his chest, vaguely ignoring Dranzer for a moment as he stared at the brunette in front of him, "Is there something wrong?" he asked resolutely, in a low voice.
"W-what? No!" Hilary shook her head profusely, closing her eyes so she wouldn't have to look at him again.
"Then why won't you look at me?" Kai asked tonelessly, staring at his female teammate in front of him.
Hilary's eyes shot up, and were suddenly locked with Kai's "I-I...huh?" she broke away from his heated gaze to stare up at the darkening sky; a sudden down pour of cold rain fell upon them. She glanced back at Kai who hadn't stopped staring at her the entire time... Maybe he was worried that she was afraid of lightning or something? Or maybe he could tell she was blushing like a ripe tomato… oh dear God, she hoped not.
Suddenly her eyes were focused on Kai's chest again, as she watched droplets of rain, cascade down every rippled muscle on his chest and abdomen. Ignoring the fact that she too was soaked to the skin, she stumbled backwards, completely flustered and embarrassed that she was even staring at him. But in the process, she found herself falling flat on her back, the wet ground stinging her flesh, and the cold rain biting at her skin. And what was worse, her ankle was now throbbing from the impact.
Within seconds, before Hilary even had a chance to sit up, Kai was kneeling beside her. And in one swift motion she was lifted up into his arms bridal style, as he got back to his feet. "Hilary you baka (idiot). Not only are you soaked, but now your ankle is sprained." He hissed at her angrily for her stupidity. She was behaving like Tyson, it irritated him.
Now Hilary was really flustered, as she clung to his neck, her body pressed up against the nakedness of his chest- just what she needed, when she was already embarrassed about the situation as it was.
Hilary was far too busy blushing, and trying not to stare at her savior's body to notice that he had carried her up to the apartment, yes the one she thought was abandoned, for it turned out to be his goddamn abode or house or whatever he wanted to call it. A very clean and organized abode at that...
Kai set her down on the couch, and she tried desperately to stare at anything else except Kai... who knew the rain could make him that more irresistible... Hilary flushed deeper.
Now Kai was getting irritated, this girl was refusing to look at him... Was she afraid? Was she angry? No... She seemed more afraid than anything... Why wouldn't she look him in the eyes? Usually this girl was quite vocal and confident, and never put up with his cold attitude bullshit. He liked that about her, how she seemed to see past his distant mask. And now, she was the one being distant! He could never understand the female race.
Kai growled, as he reached his hand out, and caressed Hilary's cheek, catching her attention- locking eyes with her. 'About time.' He mused. "Why won't you look at me?" he asked again for the second time.
Hilary shivered as an answer, and Kai noticed this- he also noticed that she was soaking wet... and her wet clothes were clinging to her finely curved body... great, now Kai was staring at her body. Kai shook his head, as he got to his feet to fetch a towel, and when he returned he noticed she was still shivering when he handed her the towel.
With the towel draped around her shoulders... he sat down, and out of instinct, he wrapped his arms around her and brought her close to the warmth of his own body, heating her with his body heat.
Kai felt her tense as he held her close, at this, Kai got angry. Before she was always initating physical contact with him, not that he minded, but when he returns the favor she tenses up! He pulled back to glare at her, "So, you are afraid of me! What's wrong with you!" he demanded.
"W-what? No! No Kai! I'm not afraid... it's just-" Hilary was cut off.
"It's just what? Why won't you look at me? What is with your sudden change in attitude?" Kai growled, he was getting irritated- they were supposed to be friends... friends aren't afraid of each other. This took a long time for him to accept, that he had friends… and now that he was close to Hilary as well, he felt almost vulnerable like this.
"I, well... That is... uh..."
Kai followed her gaze, and then noticed that she was staring at his wet, muscular chest... she was now beyond uncomfortable and embarrassed. Kai blinked... Hilary thought he was attractive... and Kai being half-naked was making her flustered... Kai blinked again as he processed the information...
Kai smacked his forehead, "And here I thought it was because you were afraid." He groaned, before slumping back against the couch. It was a relief. Humorous, but still a relief.
Hilary blinked, he didn't even care... he wasn't repulsed by the thought or anything... he was relieved that she didn't hate him and that she wasn't afraid of him. He wasn't repulsed... Hilary smiled in a light sheepish way. 'Heh', I scared him...'
"Next time just tell me!" Kai huffed, as he watched Hilary blush lightly again.
Again she looked away, "It wasn't that easy..." she murmured quietly, hoping he hadn't heard... but he did... vaguely... but he got the gist of her point.
"Hilary... lay down."
Hilary glanced behind her to find Kai lying down on the couch, staring up at her... when her body was frozen in shock; Kai wrapped an arm around her waist, and brought her down beside him, draping his right arm over her. "You'll stay here tonight." It was more or less an order, not a request.
"H-hai...(o-okay)" Hilary stuttered, her face flushed red, as she stared at the wall, trying to ignore the fact that Kai was half naked and he was cuddling with her to keep her warm...
Kai smirked slightly at this, "You can stop doing that now." He said coolly, tightening his hold around her waist, bringing her closer to his chest.
"Do-doing what?"
Kai rolled his eyes, "Stuttering like that! You don't need to be so flustered; calm down... It's only me."
Hilary relaxed slightly, but the blush didn't fade.
"Good night, Hilary." Kai murmured against her shoulder, warming it with his breath.
"Good night." She smiled slightly, letting the exhaustion of the day and rain take her into sleep.
Her heart pounding loudly in her ears- her stomach had somehow managed to settle itself in her throat making it hard for her to swallow. Kai smelt so good- she didn't want to turn away.
They were leaning in, and Hilary already had her eyes half shut, when Kai's phone rang. At this they both bolted up right, causing Hilary to topple off the couch, as Kai reached for the phone. He glanced at her, sending her a silent sincere apology as he answered.
"What?" He snapped at the phone- obviously flustered and pissed about being interrupted. He would castrate whoever it was that was phoning him this early in the morning.
Hilary, completely embarrassed and frustrated was out the door, before she had a chance to find out who had called. Too afraid to look back; she ran all the way home.