Title: Obsession

Author: PandaPjays

Chapter Title: Morning Hell

Rating: T

Warnings: Yaoi. KaiRei TalaBryan if you don't like, don't read it. Fairly creepy themes and violence towards the end.

Disclaimer: If anyone has ever thought I owned Beyblades they were WRONG. I just like stealing the characters and using for my own amusement

Author Note: I'm Back! And with Obsession- the 'Kai's a creepy stalker' fic I've been planning for a while. I would continue to ramble on up here but am too tired to. So! Enjoy the first chapter! I should be updating soon since I'm on holidays but I'm about to go on a trip down to Brisbane for a week to see family so we'll see what happens with that.


Kai glared at his coffee machine. He knew that it was mocking him. It was waiting for him to go and call someone to help him repair it before it would magically begin working again. He knew it. He hit the thing, trying to get some sign of life about the machine.

It didn't work.

Kai growled beneath his breath and hit the infernal device again, harder. All that this succeeded in doing was making his hand begin to sting. He gave the machine one last hateful glare before he turned to the kettle sitting right beside it and clicked it on while suppressing a shudder.

He had bought the coffee machine in an attempt to get away from instant coffee. He had been hoping that buying the coffee machine would mean that he would never again have to taste the flavourlessness of instant coffee. That is, if his brand-new machine decided to work.

He reached into his pantry, grumbling about cheap products under his breath, and retrieved the jar of instant coffee he had triumphantly thrown into the back of the cupboard only a few days before. Bringing it out into the light of day, Kai sent it a glare that would have stripped paint. The glass didn't have any paint on it, though, and remained unaffected.

Kai set the jar on the table and searched in one of the kitchen drawers for a teaspoon to make the hated instant coffee. Having found one, he put it on the bench with loud clang before shutting the drawer. He then began spooning the instant coffee into the cup he had been hoping to pour freshly brewed coffee into.

He poured the now boiled water into the cup, deciding to have black coffee - just to make the start of his day that much better. He grumbled to himself as he lifted the cup to his lips for that first fateful sip. The sip that would definitely confirm that he was indeed awake.

…And indeed had a burnt mouth. He put the cup down quickly and spilled some of the scalding hot coffee on his hand. "Shit," he muttered, shaking his hand desperately, trying to stop it from burning. It wasn't going too well.

When his hand had stopped feeling like it was an amputee candidate, Kai tentatively reached out to pick up the cup again and took another sip. It was during the second sip that Kai saw something that made his blood run cold.

The coffee machine wasn't plugged in.

Kai growled under his breath and took another sip of his needlessly instant coffee. Today was not his day.

When he had finished his cup, Kai defiantly plugged in the machine that had been the bane of his morning.

He gave the machine a pointed glare before leaving the kitchen to go and retrieve a tie from his bedroom.

Ah, the humble tie. If the coffee machine had been the bane of his morning, ties were the bane of his life. Kai saw no point in them - they seemed to be the eternal neck warmer when it was the middle of summer. That, and it was hard to pick a tie that didn't look truly horrific.

Kai quickly tied the dark blue tie he had chosen and gave the evil coffee machine one last death glare before storming out the door. He paused to lock it and then began the long and arduous walk down the hallway of his apartment block, toward the elevators.

It was on this walk that Kai began to recite all of the excuses that he could use to get out of work. This week the 'sore throat' excuse seemed to be the favourite. Kai continued walking though. He could just imagine his boss's face if he called in sick. It would not be pretty.

The general rule was to not piss off Johnny McGregor. Ever.

Kai growled to himself as he pressed the button on the lift to go down. He blamed his grandfather for all of this. Most people would call him childish for blaming his problems on some senile old man but in Kai's case the blame was well placed.

Kai's family had once been the rich of the rich. His grandfather, the formerly esteemed Voltaire Hiwatari, had been not only a business tycoon but the business tycoon. That was, until the Russian government had caught up with him.

The list of crimes against humanity, the government, etcetera was impressive, to say the least and led to the downfall of the Hiwatari dynasty.

And also lead to Kai's employment as Johnny's underling in the Scotsman's advertising firm.

Life is not fair Kai decided as he walked into a newsagent and paid for a copy of the local paper. Normally there was something interesting to read in there if you squinted and tried to ignore how boring the actual stories were. At least it was something to do as he caught a bus to work.

When Kai stepped on to the bus he looked for his seat. He caught this bus every working day of the week and all of the regulars on the bus route knew him and were scared of the pain promised by the glare he shot to anyone who sat in his seat.

He settled in to his seat and looked at the front cover of the paper. The only semi-interesting thing that seemed to be on there was an advertisement advertising a new café. Kai noted with interest that it was only a few blocks from the hell that he liked to call… well… hell. Most people referred to it as McGregor Visionaries.

Kai sighed as the bus made it's inevitable way towards its destination. Maybe, he would at least have something interesting to do on his lunch. He wanted to go and look at that new café.

-o-

"Kai!" Johnny yelled at the Russian from the door of his office. "Where are those accounts?"

Kai growled under his breath before turning to face Johnny. "There's no need to yell. I'm right next to your door." He told the Scotsman calmly.

"Damn right you are. If you weren't, you wouldn't do any work. Now where are the accounts? I needed them yesterday." Johnny told him.

Kai's eyes narrowed. Just because he would never get 'Employee of the month' didn't mean that Johnny had to give him a hateful death glare every time they crossed paths, did it?

Kai looked up again at Johnny… Apparently it did.

"They're coming…" He said eventually, trying to remember that even though Johnny was looking for a way to fire him without any unfair dismissal charge, he was also the one who paid him.

Kai sighed as turned back to his desk and looked at the figures on the screen of his computer. When he was growing up he thought that he would become something exciting, like an astronaut… or a fireman. In fact… anything other than what he was. Who dreamed of being an accountant working for the Earthly reincarnation of Satan?

Kai scanned the figures dully, trying to ignore the clock down at the bottom of the screen, slowly counting down to lunchtime.

-o-

Kai walked out of the building with relish. He was going to milk his lunch hour for every second it was worth.

He began walking toward the café he had read about in the paper. It didn't really sound like anything special. But it was something new.

After all, isn't variety the spice of life? Kai thought as he rounded a corner, making his destination come into view.

Kai absently noted the sign above the door as he walked into the restaurant. Gatling? Original…He thought, glancing around to see that he was not the only one who had had the idea to come down there for lunch.

The café was crowded, actually. Kai hoped that he could find a table somewhere. The café didn't have the slightly seedy atmosphere that many of its brethren had. In fact, it was light and airy with a Chinese feel about it. All of the furniture was bamboo and the walls were decorated with scrolls of Chinese proverbs and the like.

Kai moved toward the counter, easily dodging the tables and random people who got in his way.

"How can I help you?" asked a red-haired man at the counter, leaning on the surface and smiling easily.

Kai glanced up at the menu decorating the wall behind the counter. "I'll have a chicken and lettuce sandwich and a mug-sized cappuccino." He said after some consideration, naming the largest sized cup. After his morning at work, he needed it. He handed over the money, paying for what he had ordered without being asked.

"Ok then." The redhead reached underneath the counter and produced a metal stand holding a number. "Go and sit at a table and your food will be with you shortly." He smiled again, his blue eyes twinkling before turning to serve someone else that had walked up to the counter. "How can I help you?"

Kai glanced at his number. Thirteen? Great. That's just great. Like my luck isn't as bad as it's ever going to get anyway. He grumbled inwardly to himself as he looked around the café to find himself a seat.

Someone stood up from a table in the corner of the room and began to walk out. Kai quickly made his way over to the table and sat down at it, keeping his back to the wall and watching the other patrons of the café.

He gave his number one last grudging glance before placing it squarely in the centre of the table. Maybe it's not as unlucky as it seems he conceded. After all, I did get this table.

Kai began to people watch absently. Behind the counter of the café were two people, one of them was the redhead who had served him and the other was another man, this one with light purple hair. He didn't seem as much of a 'people person' as his counterpart.

If you didn't like people that much why would you get a job where you have to look at them all day? Kai wondered as he began twirling his number, bored. Then again, why get a job where you have to stare at numbers all day when you hate maths? Kai smirked and shook his head. I can't believe I just started to argue with myself. Signs that you are going insane. I can see it now. I could make a book and publish it- I could-

Kai stopped his train of thought as a vision of beauty walked through the doors that presumably led to the kitchen.

He had never considered himself to be anything other than straight, hadn't really thought about it, actually. But he knew that without a doubt he'd become gay for the man who had just walked through the doors of the kitchen.

He had long black hair, which he'd tied into a wrap, presumably for hygiene reasons. He'd tied a white headband around his head to keep his hair out of his eyes. On anyone else it would have looked horribly out of fashion but this man seemed to be able to pull it off.

And pull it off well Kai though approvingly, looking the man up and down, taking in his all white clothing that he somehow had managed to keep stain free thus far and especially looking at his unusually coloured eyes.

Whoever knew that people could actually have golden eyes? I thought that stuff was in stories and cartoons, Kai thought numbly, still staring at the other.

The man who had so captivated Kai's attention seemed to be unaware of his audience. He turned to the redhead and asked him a question to which he only received a nod and a one-word answer in reply. He nodded and disappeared back into the kitchen.

Kai let out the breath he didn't realise he was holding. Who was that? He sat back in his seat and sighed. I wish he'd come out again.

Luck was on Kai's side as the man backed out of the kitchen, pushing the doors open with his shoulders and carrying two items.

Wait is that… MY order? Kai thought as he looked at what the man was carrying.

The ebony-haired man looked around the café before his eyes alighted on the number he was looking for. He began to pick his way through the carnage of lunchtime at a café and to make his way toward Kai, who was trying not to hyperventilate.

He's even more gorgeous up close. Kai thought approvingly, he glanced a nametag clipped near the bottom of the other's shirt. Rei… he Thought, putting a name to the face of the man who was still coming inevitably closer to him.

"Here's your order." Rei told him, smiling apologetically. "Sorry about it being so slow, it's crazy here." He grinned and took the empty plate that the table's previous owner had left on it and Kai had been pointedly ignoring. He also reached out to take Kai's lucky thirteen. "I hope you enjoy your meal." Rei told Kai as he stood up straight again and began making his way back to the kitchen.

Kai watched him leave with a pang of regret before he looked down at his meal. It certainly looked nice. He hesitantly picked up his sandwich and took a bite of it. Looks can be deceiving.

Thankfully, they weren't this time. Kai closed his eyes as he ate the sandwich concentrating on the taste and enjoying every moment that his sandwich was still in existence, which wasn't very long. I'd come back just for the food. He thought, as he reached to drink from his mug of caffeine enriched liquid. But mostly, I'm coming back tomorrow to see him.

Rei. I'm coming back for you.


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