A/N: Ahhh! This story wouldn't leave me alone! I'll give you this much: this brewed in my head when I typed the latest chapter of Dating 101. I had to do something with it! Stories spawn more stories, who knew? I promise that this'll be a two or three shot for sure! Please excuse me if it doesn't make sense; I'm on a sugar high right now and it's snowing!

Let's see if you recognize some of the songs I used here :D

I hope you like it! Read and review, loves ;)

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Summary: Kai lost a beybattle to Tyson and the price for losing: KARAOKE WITH THE BLADEBREAKERS!

My Heart Will Go Ugh…

Kai twitched. Dranzer landed beside his foot after a humiliating defeat. He didn't lose on purpose; he was forced to lose on purpose! The two culprits stood adjacent from him with halos right above their heads supported by red devil horns. Note to self: never trust Rei and Max… again. Tyson stood there with a smug look on his face; arms crossed, just waiting to boast beating Kai, using his best friends as distracters. Kai had great friends, didn't he?

Picking up Dranzer, Kai avoided eye contact with Tyson. "You won."

"HA! That's right! I won fair and square!"

Using your friends as distracters doesn't count as 'fair and square' in Kai's rulebook. However, this was Tyson. This was Tyson's dojo and this was Tyson's beydish.

"…"

"And now Hiwatari-kun, you gotta keep your end of the bargain!"

Think happy thoughts, think happy thoughts, think happy thoughts…

Wrapping an arm around his friend Tyson said happily, poking his friend in the chest. "Well now, shall we go?"

Someone shoot me.

Tyson, Rei and Max left the dojo in high spirits! Tyson planned this all along; truth be told, he wanted Kai to be happy and well, this was the best way how! Well, not only that, Tyson thought this was the best way to humiliate him after he jumped ship several times! It was payback time!

When Tyson revealed his plan to Rei, he didn't buy it at first. Rei was not easily convinced since the older teen thought it was foolish but when Rei actually thought about it, it was an interesting concept:

Kai + singing karaoke = pure entertainment!

Heck, if Kai was to wed in the future, this would be something Rei would tell his kids over and over… and over again! His kids would never see him the same again! Cold, silent Kai sing karaoke with his best buddies? Win!

Max didn't need any convincing; he was already in the plan during its early stages of development. The blond always thought Kai seemed so miserable by himself—the lone wolf as Max described. Well, not anymore! These were the thoughts running through Kai's mind: shoot me. He shook his head; this was probably the worst bet he got himself into. Previous bets always resulted in Kai winning, no questions asked. No dirty tactics were used. Right here, right now he wanted to be on the first plane to Moscow where he could dig his own icy grave and be done with it. Of course, he wasn't the type to back down from anything. Might as well go with it. He could always shoot himself later.

A painful thirty minutes later, the boys arrived in downtown, standing in front of the karaoke place, the venue for the ultimate showdown! The venue where Kai, the silent warrior would sing. Butterflies fluttered his stomach, bashing his insides, ready to erupt. Remember the volcanic explosion of Mount St. Helens in 1980? That's exactly what was brewing within Kai. Exploding now would result in him being bed ridden for a very, long time albeit; he wouldn't need to go through total humiliation.

Tyson pushed him into the store, immediately greeted by the sales clerks.

"Welcome!" the girls greeted simultaneously with smiles as bright as the sun. "For how many today?"

"Six!" Tyson replied, winking at the girls.

They giggled, followed by Max. Whispering into Rei's ear Max said, "Tyson's such a flirt!" The atmosphere in at the karaoke place had mix feelings. On one hand people aka Kai's best buddies in the whole wide world was looking forward to their leader lending out his voice. On another hand the karaoke place seemed like… death. He did not and was not looking forward to this however, if he chickened out now, what would people think of him? Caught between a rock and a hard place, he was defeated. His opinions didn't matter anymore…

The boys were lead upstairs into a large karaoke room with the walls painted white and turquoise with stickers of musical notes pasted to the north wall. It was no surprise to the boys there was an enormous poster of Ming-Ming advertising her new concert, Musical Miracles taking place in three weeks time at the Tokyo Dome. Tyson guided Kai to the couch forcing him to sit. Sitting next to his best bud, he reached out to a clear folder flipping through the pages for a suitable song. Sitting down on the other side were Rei and Max who browsed through the beverage menu.

"What do you guys want?" Rei asked, scanning through the list of beverages. "Mind you none of us are over the legal—"

"Sake."

All eyes fell on Kai. With arms crossed, he wanted, no, demanded sake. Scorching hot sake to soothe his mind or his tongue, which ever worked best for the situation.

"No can do," Tyson said, wagging his finger. "We're not letting you get drunk and besides you're eighteen!"

"…"

The door opened as a waitress walked in. Pulling out a notepad she asked for the boys' orders.

"Sake," Kai said with eyes shut.

"May I see your ID?"

Just like a magician, he pulled out an ID card out of nowhere. Impressed, she examined the ID. Yep, it was legit. "Thank you. Hot or cold?"

"Hot."

"Alright," she scribbled it down.

Behind the notepad, everybody stared at him with jaws on the floor. How'd he pull that off? Hmmm… maybe he wasn't as 'innocent' as everybody made him out to be. Ordering cola, Sprite, Mountain Dew, orange juice and a glass of water, the waitress left, leaving the boys to pick up their jaws off the floor.

"Hey, how'd you do that?" Max questioned, leaning over Rei asking Kai.

Opening an eye, Kai nonchalantly replied, "Fake ID."

Wow. The boys were about to question him further until the door slid open; Hilary and Kenny have arrived!

"Yo!" Tyson shifted, allowing the two to sit next to him.

It was hell from that moment on with the entire team in this condemned room. You had the Slave Driver (Hilary Tachibana) screaming at the Egotistical, Pompous Moron (Tyson Granger). Poor Kenny sitting between the two forced to listen to their screaming matches over the nose bleeding music. Kai remained silent, sitting with his arms crossed, unmoved from his original position… except for the sake bottle in his right hand. Max was busy flipping the pages for songs and Rei inhaled takoyaki. At the back of Kai's mind, he hoped Hilary would keep Tyson occupied, that way, time flew by faster and his karaoke sentence would be done with.

"Hey guys!" Max piped up. Nobody heard him. Trying again Max yelled a bit louder, "Hey guys!"

Poor Maxie was ignored. Now how would you get people's attention through screams and music?

"HEY GUYS!"

Hilary, Kenny and Tyson plugged their ears. Max placed the microphone down with the most devious smile an innocent being produced.

"Now that I got your attention, I think we're all here for one thing," Max grinned.

Kai quickly took another sip out of his sake bottle.

"You're right," Hilary nodded, breaking eye contact with Tyson. She leaned over pulling out another clear folder from under the table hunting for songs. Locking on to a song she asked, "How about: Show Me the Meaning of Being Lonely by The Backstreet Boys?"

"Meh," Tyson replied, leaning back into the couch with fingers interlocked behind his head, "Too depressing."

"Hmmm," Max scratched his head, running his finger down the page. "Hey, how about: Immigrant Song by Led Zeppelin? Or We Will Rock You by Queen! Amazing artists for our amazing friend!"

Max. You are evil. Say no more. Period.

Feeling left out, Rei pulled out a folder and scanned the songs of pure evil. He was more into the Mandarin artists. He loved traditional songs, it soothed the soul. In this case, he had to choose a song for his friend. Tapping the side of his head he said aloud, "Hey guys," Everybody's attention turned to him. "Um… how does this song sound: I'm Too Sexy by Right Said Fred?"

One giggle. Two giggles. The entire room exploded into laughter. Below them the sales clerks smiled at each other listening to the teens' hysterical laughter, laughing their hearts out to the point debris fell from the ceiling and into their tea cups.

"They're having fun, aren't they?"

Kai face-palmed, rubbed his face, sinking deeper into the couch. That was probably the worse song in existence! Rei tilted his head in confusion. Hilary instructed Kenny to go to YouTube and show Rei the music video. Rei's golden eyes widened the moment the video began playing. The tunes, the images and the lyrics were… BRILLIANT!

"Hahaha! I can't believe I chose that song!" he turned to Kai, eyeing him. "You really should do this song then, my dear friend. It completely suits you."

Rei smiled. Kai narrowed his eyes at him shooting imaginary poison darts into his throat.

"I hate you," Kai mouthed.

With his smile growing exponentially with every second Rei said, "This is for beating me. As retribution, this bodes well with you, don't you think?"

"I hate you."

Kenny already had an artist in mind. It didn't come up as a surprise when he suggested it.

"How about a Ming-Ming song?" Kenny piped up. Oh, he felt his heart melt just mentioning her name… Ming-Ming. The lovely singing goddess of musical perfection… Ming-Ming…

"What was THAT?"

Hilary abruptly stood up, fingers clawed into the large Ming-Ming poster behind her. Tearing it down, she threw it to the side. Turning her head around, a vein was clearly visible on the side of her head. Give her a lighter and well, you get the idea.

"Would you mind saying that again… Kenny?"

The brunette quickly shook his head, "Um, nothing! Ha. Ha. Ha! Eep!"

"Hey! I found a song!" Tyson piped up.

Like ninja-like reflexes, he snatched the remote from the clear table quickly selecting the artist and the song.

"I chose this one: Same Old Brand New You by A1!" Tyson pulled out another microphone out of the box and shoved it to his best friend. "I hope you like it!"

Kai didn't flinch. Instead, he lifted his head slightly meeting Tyson's brown eyes. "I'm going to kill you…"

"What's that? I can't hear you."

"…"

"Oh! You want to do a duet with me?"

Could this situation get any worse? Yes! Tyson stood up with much enthusiasm, getting ready for the song. As for Kai, he wished he dug his grave years ago if he knew today would be the most humiliating day of his life…