#may252014

Of course, the stranger’s eyes weren’t helping much either.

Kyle had settled into his seat and almost passed out when a young teenage boy plopped down next to him. The boy was 13 years of age at the oldest and had his nosed shoved so far into his Gameboy Kyle was surprised he was able to play the game itself. Pixelated music rang from the fuzzy brown-haired boys ear-buds that were clearly five notches too loud and Kyle could tell this was going to be a longer flight than just a mere fourteen hours.

Kyle hadn’t remembered shutting his eyes but he was woken by a rude shove of the kid’s hand. Kyle glared at the kid and then looked up at the waitress, who smiled brightly only because it was mandatory for her job and held up a small note pad. Kyle arched his eye brows “Oh, uh coffee with two sugars and a ham sandwich, please.” Kyle spoke robotically. Regardless of the flight he always got that meal, it was always a safe way to go. The woman nodded and walked off without another word. Kyle returned to his original position of staring at the back of the other chairs but not without catching the boy’s bright blue eyes staring at him.

“You’re weird.” He said straight up. ”Trust me,” Kyle replied, “you have no idea.”

Kyle attempted to take his position once more but the boy continued. “Like really unnaturally weird. Though I guess it’s not my area to judge you. I’m Michael by the way. I’m going to Korea because of a foreign exchange program. My mom said it was to be a learning experience though I think my parents wanted me out of their hair for a while.”  

Kyle stared at the kid who made no father comment. “Alrighty then…”  Kyle sighed back into his chair.  It was going pretty well, the sandwich was a bit dry but he didn’t complain, when he started noticing the Michaels head twitch over and look at the flight attendant speaking to an older man. Kyle strained to see through the mist just incase he was missing something, but nothing unnatural was there. The kid was starting to worry Kyle. That’s when the asshole of a man decided it was within his duty to gracefully rise from his seat and smack the young flight attendant across the face.

Kyle jolted out of his seat, nocking the red hand held gaming system out of Michael’s hands. “Hey!” He yelled instinctively. He was banking on his luck that this guy wouldn’t be much of an issue because Kyle was far out of energy. The older male glared at him and he could feel all the other eyes turn towards him as well, including the flight attendant who was holding her nose, a small red trickle running down her face. He pushed his way towards the aisle and Kyle immediately regretted sitting next to the window. Kyle had to climb over Michael in just enough time to come face to face with the abuser. “Sir, I don’t think that is a civil way to act.” Kyle spoke soothingly, trying to keep his nerves at bay. The plane jostled around a little from turbulence and no one moved.

Everything was still for only a moment more before the man swung at Kyle. True Kyle wasn’t expecting it but he was fast. Quickly his knees bent and he dodged the first attack much to his dismay the guy had a knee on the way. It made contact with Kyle’s stomach, but he fled back in time to not let it cause much, if any, damage.

Now he was annoyed.

The man approached Kyle once more. “I’m so done with ass holes like you.” Hyun-jun mumbled before finally taking his first blow. He swung his leg towards the front of the man’s knee, popping it back and out of place causing him to fall onto his butt. Kyle continued the momentum into another kick from his other leg into the males stomach. “I hate seeing people act like you.” Kyle left the man on the aisle of the plane.

Three more hours until he landed.

Great.

The strangers’ friends helped him back into his seat and movement started once more on the plane but no one dared speak a word more. No one looked at him anymore as he made his way back to his seat and slid down next to Michael once more.

The flight was silent for another hour until Michael decided to speak first. “Dude. Dude.” He whispered to Kyle “Duuuuuude.” Kyle finally looked over at him. “That was so awesome! How did you, I mean like, two blows and he was done for.” A few whispers became audible from other places in the plane. “Listen, Michael, it’s late and it’s been a long flight. Let’s not talk about it.” He shushed the child. Kyle must have been exhausted because nest thing he knew he was being woken up by a flight attendant’s voice coming over the speaker as though nothing had happened just three hours prior informing them to prepare for landing.

Kyle sighed, pushing himself up to the seating position. Hopefully meeting his family would go smoother than the flight had.

Getting of the plane went smoother than he had expected only a few glares from some other people that didn’t take the fight lightly. Everyone else had clearly decided collectively to forget about the plane incident, which was fine by him.

He emerged from the terminal, carryon in hand and instantly made eye contact with him.