Hello. This is my very first time here in this website and likewise this is my first story. I hope you enjoy!

This fic will contain:
Beyblade

Kingdom Hearts

and Naruto

But before it starts I must tell you…..

The Warnings: Contains mild amounts of Yaoi (along with some Heterosexual pairings) . Yes, this is another yaoi story. Deal with it. And also, its only for YAOI fans (Or people who are just bored and would like to read random stuff such as this). I'd absolutely hate it if someone suddenly flamed me "OMG THIS IS SO GAAAY" etc., etc. And if you are flaming, please make it useful. Advices are also excepted.

The Disclaimers: Yes, I own Beyblade. I own Kingdom Hearts. I own Naruto. I OWN EVERYTHING! HAHAHA!

O.o Ops, gone crazy there. Anyways I DON'T own anything here, except the plot and a few OCs. Hope you don't mind. Pairings, other than Tyka, are to be announced.

Oh, and don't forget to R&R!

Chapter 1: Takao

Takao's pov

"Class, meet Takao Kinomoya. Please make her feel welcomed." I heard the teacher say. With much hesitation, I carefully opened the sliding door, showing myself to my new classmates of Hearts High school.

Oh, did I go that far? Well, first let me introduced myself.

My name's Takao Kinomiya. I have blue eyes (It looks kinda like sapphire but it's really mightnight blue), long blue hair (I always put it in a low ponytail. Sometimes, I put it in pigtails also.), and a slender frame. I also am 16 years old, and a female. Well, not exactly A female…. Oh, I'll just keep that a secret for now.

Ok, ok enough of that, let's talk about my background.

I come from a large wealthy family over in this secluded area called Bayside. Though it's not as large anymore… You see, my mom had passed way years ago, when I guess about five. After that, my family just somehow stayed apart. My dad (who is an archeologist) was, and is, working his ass off over at some country in India….or was it Africa? Anyways, my grandpa is still teaching at this kendo studio back at Bayside. And my other brother, Hiro, is working as the vice president for this old dude in some company called "Beyblade". Hmm, is that some kind of sport? Ah, well I'm not very fond of these things, so let's move on.

My interests? Well, I like all sorts of things. I like all things white (I try to collect as much of white things as possible, for my room, which is like incredibly large), all kinds of food (mostly spicy), and dragon stuff.

(Also, I have the amazing ability to play the piano very well. It only took me a few days after I had started playing, to learn Moonlight Sonata. My music teacher wanted to enroll me to this music school somewhere in Poland, but I had refused gracefully.)

My brother and I just moved to Konohage just a few days ago. He had said that he made me move with him because Grandpa wanted to be alone. Hmm, but why did grandpa look so downcast when I left…? There must be some other reason….

City life here is pretty rough. There is so much poverty and much of the streets smelled like dead raw fish and my grandpa's socks which were laid mostly throughout his bedroom for us to smell. I swear the stuff he keeps in his room is unbearable. (Which is partially one of the reason why I wanted to move in the first place.) But, where I live was unbelievably clean! The streets looked so shiny, and my brother's house looked so huge, probably ten times bigger then ours. No wonder why he asked me to move in with him. He probably was lonely…

Even though my brother made me stay here, my mind begged to go back to Bayside, where you can see the open skies and the wild plants all over the place. It had a very familiar scent, unlike Konohage. All my friends were there, too… Kenny, Hilary, Daichi… I wanted to go back so badly, but, somehow, my heart told me to stay here…..

Anyway, here I am, standing in front of the classroom with a blush spread throughout my face. It's just so difficult to try and get anything out of my mouth, with everyone staring at me and all. God, I look like such an idiot.

"I...I…." I stuttered, shaking uncontrollably, grabbing the helm of my skirt with anxiety. Argh, why can't I get it out!

"Ah, you don't have to say anything, Kinomiya-sama!" I heard the teacher say. Wait, hold on. Sama? I turned to face the teacher with a shocked look. Why would he address me so highly? I wasn't older then him or anything. I guess it had something to do with my status. I had heard before that this was a school for the rich….hmmm….

Well, I really haven't looked at the teacher before, but now that I do, he looks just so…

How can I say this…..KAWAII!

The man had blond spiky hair (It looked as if had defied gravity O.o) that came with matching blue eyes. He was only a head taller then me at most, though his clothes made him…uh, nerdish.

He was wearing a white (or was it peach?) vest that had a white dress shirt over and a tie that came with it along with black dress pants and shoes. On top of that, he was wearing such cute glasses. He looked so young too. What was he, 16?

"My name's Cloud Hikaru. Call me Cloud-kun if you like." He smiled. Just for a moment there, somehow I could feel numerous eyes staring at the blond with a face of desire.

"Please, just take a seat right next to Hiwatari-san over there" He continued, pointing out at the direction. I took a small glace at who he was pointing at.

And, then….time just froze.

His crimson eyes had met mines. I felt unbearably flushed.

The boy had dual hair (very unusual by the way. It was a bit long. I could see by that ponytail on the back of his head). Like I had stated, he had dark crimson eyes, which had added to his mysterious aura coming out of him, not that I really could tell. He looked like he was a head taller then me, though also taller then Hikari-san.

God, he was so handsome, so dark, that I just couldn't take a step from my spot. It was if I was in some kind of trance

"Kinomiya-san?" said a light voice. That snapped me out of it. "Are you gonna take your seat?"

"H-hai! G-gomen na sai" I stuttered, bowing slightly and heading towards the direction of my seat. For that whole time, I had refused to look at the guy next to me.

I just felt so…embarrassed…

Now, I can feel him looking at me as I sat down. The tension around us seemed so tense.

Boldy, I slowly turned my head to look at him. The boy was smirking. His eyes seemed to be filled with desire, and he was looking at me with an intent look upon his face.

With a small shiver, I turned to look front, breaking our eye contact.

My heart was beating rapidly. I could feel that my face was beat red. I never felt anything like this before...

Boy, this was going to be a hectic school year….

End chapter 1