A/N: This is my first Beyblade fanfic that I've uploaded. I've written one before, but I lost it when I moved house. I've gone over this and revised it, made a fair few changes. I can't believe I'm writing this in 2018 xD I'm enjoying writing it though! I'm contemplating changing the name aswell, giving that one some thought!
WARNING: Yaoi inside.
Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade, nor the characters.
Written in Kai's POV.
-Dreaming-
Bury Me Deep Inside Your Heart.
Chapter 1.
I don't understand it, I've had them training for at least four hours now, yet they still find the energy to piss about with each other; how can they be so relaxed and laid back? Back in the Abbey I was trained to ignore anything and everything surrounding me and concentrate on the task in front of me. My name is Kai Hiwatari by the way, and the people I'm training are my team; the Bladebreakers, consisting of Tyson Granger, Max Tate and Ray Kon. There is also Kenny, our techy geek who analyses our Beybattles.
But back to the point; my team are sitting around the beydish, dripping in sweat, but laughing and joking about things I can't quite hear. I find it intriguing to watch them, so full of life and not a care in the world. I now understand why I'm often called 'Mr Sourpuss', I don't particularly share such a laid-back attitude, but that's probably why I'm their captain, because I have strict control over myself. Ray often tells me to 'let loose' every so often, but I find it hard to just forget everything I've been taught throughout my life.
"Kai!" Tyson snaps me out of my thoughts, "Are we finished for the day or we going to sit here whilst you daydream?!" he grins.
"Hn, we're done." I move to head to Tyson's Dojo.
Just as I start, Ray grabs my arm, "Wait a minute Kai." He waits for the others to move out of earshot. "Are you okay? You don't seem yourself today."
Ray's always been the caring 'mother' of the group, always concerned about others welfare.
"I'm fine." I tell him flatly.
"Okay, well if you need anyone to talk to, I'm here." He smiles at me, yet I can see suspicion in his golden eyes.
"Hn." I have a habit of doing that.
I would definitely say Ray is the closest to me of the team, perhaps because he's almost on the same mentality level as me and understands when the others get on my nerves. I say almost because sometimes even Ray can't help himself but play along with the others, but then again; I'm not like the others.
After what feels like a millennia, Ray lets me go and heads to the Dojo; presumably to cook some lunch for Tyson's never-ending pit of a stomach. I follow him, watching his ever so long pony tail swish back and forth in rhythm with his body. I like watching him; he is fascinating because the Chinese call his kind 'Neko-jin', which is something along the lines of part cat, and I like cats. We enter the kitchen and Tyson and Max are already sat at the table, knives and forks in hand, chanting "Food. Food." I feel a headache coming along…
"Here you go Kai." Ray hands me a steaming coffee, smiling. He's a life saver.
I thank him and head to our room we share, sitting on the bed and sipping the drug they call caffeine. I look over at my bedside desk and spy the Beyblading magazines; rolling my eyes I place my empty mug onto the coaster and sigh; I didn't feel like reading on how to 'perfect' my blading skills today. I pulled open the drawer and grabbed the book I've been trying to read, hopefully I'll get at least a whole chapter before Tyson or Max interrupt me by doing something stupid. Yet as I start to scan the first sentences, I feel unusually restless; after a couple of minutes of trying to settle, I give up and shove the book back in the drawer. Perhaps a walk will help me relax; it was autumn here in Japan and the colours in the local park are mesmerising, I decided to go lay down under a tree.
I must have fallen asleep under that tree, because it was dark when I opened my eyes and it was getting rather chilly. I glance at my phone; shit, I've missed dinner. Hopefully the others won't have worried too much, I have tendencies to disappear for hours on end just for a bit of peace and quiet. As I head back to Tyson's, a cat runs out into the open and halts, staring at me for a few seconds before shooting under a car as I approach. Smiling, I carry on heading home, 'I hope there's some food left.' I think to myself as my stomach growls at me. I push open the front door and I'm greeted with a "RAY! KAI'S BACK!" accompanied with thundering stomps coming down the stairs.
"Where have you been?!" Ray asks me, hands on his hips.
"Er, out?" I reply.
Ray sighs, "You've been gone for hours, and look at you! You aren't wearing a jacket and it's freezing out there! You could have caught a cold." It certainly feels like he's lecturing me.
"I went for a walk and fell asleep." I shrug.
His pupils turn to slits, I could practically feel him fuming. "You're late for dinner, there's some on a plate in the fridge."
Ray is an amazing cook, so it would probably explain why he's angry at me; I let his precious food get cold.
"Thanks." I mutter and head to the kitchen.
I open the fridge and stare at the cling filmed plate, looks like Ray has made something we've never had before. Crap, he must be really pissed about that, I guess I should apologise to him later on before bed. That's one thing only Ray gets the privilege to hear: an apology from me, the others may be my friends, but I do not like showing weakness. Sighing, I stick my food into the microwave, trying to save any of the original flavour and enjoy it. The food was spectacular, I can only assume it's a duck breast with potatoes, vegetables, some 'puffy' thing and gravy. Perhaps I'll ask what it is when I get a chance, but right now I need a cup of coffee and a shower.
Once I'd finished my shower, it was nearly midnight, so there was no point getting dressed again. I slipped into some track suit bottoms ready for bed and headed to mine and Ray's room, he must still be awake because the light was seeping through the door.
"Hey." I acknowledged him as I entered.
"Hey." He replied curtly, he's still mad.
I sat on the end of his bed and he looked up at me from his book, "Sorry I came home late." I said staring at him.
He sighed and put his book down, "It's okay, I guess I was just worried."
"And the fact your food went cold?" I smirked at him and he laughed.
"Yes I guess so." He smiled at me.
"It was good you know, what was it?" I asked.
"Roast Duck, it's a common dinner used in England." He replied, grinning.
"Ah, what was that weird puffy thing?" Ray cocked his eyebrow at me.
"It was a Yorkshire Pudding." Never heard of them.
"Ah. Well, it was really good, thanks." I felt a smile tug at my lips.
"Thanks!" Ray beamed at me.
I couldn't help but give in to the smile.
"You should smile more often you know, it's a lovely smile." Ray commented.
I think I felt my cheeks grow hot. "Err, I'll consider it." I brushed it off. "We should get to bed now, training is at 9am sharp."
Ray just nodded and slipped under his covers, I got up and strolled to my own bed and getting under mine. Ray turned his lamp off, mumbling something which sounded like "Goodnight." Before heading off to the land of nod. I shifted to lay on my back and sighed, perhaps I should smile more often? The problem was when I was in the Abbey, I was taught not to show any emotion because it showed weakness, could I really just forget all that and become… normal? I felt myself begin to nod off, so I gave into the heavy sleep that consumed me, little did I know that this night will be different.
-I was awoken to something heavy sitting on my bed. Opening my eyes into complete darkness, I could make out a shape moving around on the edge of my bed. Straining my eyes, I tried to figure out who the intruder was, then something gave it away. The intruder started purring!
"Ray? What are you doing on my bed?" I asked him.
"Oh, nothing much." I could practically hear him smirking.
I sighed, "Well, if it's nothing then would you kindly get off my bed and go back to your own?"
"I can't do that." He was moving closer.
"And why not?" I growled, I did not like to be woken up at ungodly hours for no particular reason.
"Because you're just too irresistible." Closer still.
My eyes widened. "What?"
"You heard me." His face was inches away from mine.
My throat tightened to the point where when I tried to reply, I could only squeak. Ray giggled; I could feel his hot breath on my face, I tried to shift away from him. He pulled me closer and crushed his lips against mine, I tensed up so much my back hurt. Ray waited patiently for his kiss to register in my mind, and it felt like hours had gone past before I started to relax. After much hesitation, I began to kiss him back gently. He ran his tongue along my bottom lip, begging for entrance, so I submitted to him and opened my mouth. Ray's tongue shot into my mouth, hot, wet and extremely active. He played at my own tongue, asking permission to play a game with it. I responded by wrapping mine around his, and he sighed into my mouth. He shifted so he was exactly on top of me, never breaking the kiss, even deepening it. I couldn't help myself, I moaned into his mouth, this seemed to please Ray a lot because I felt him smile against me.
Eventually we broke the kiss due to lack of oxygen, and Ray just looked at me. My eyes had adjusted to the dark and I could see his golden orbs glowing with delight, he smiled and leant down to kiss me on my neck. I gasped at the motion, and I could feel my blood rushing south. Ray must have noticed this, because one of his hands ran up the inside of my leg and rested on my crotch, caressing through my track suits. I moaned louder this time, this caused Ray to moan too; to which he removed his hand and replaced it with his own crotch. I could feel his erection pressed against mine, and he started to grind his hips. My moans were becoming more frequent, as were his and I captured his lips again with my own this time. Ray hissed with pleasure and deepened the kiss; I started to match his body movement, desperate for more, when suddenly Ray sat up, looking at me with a glint in his eye. He hooked his fingers around the rim of my trousers, before he pulled them down; slowly, seductively. I whined due to the lack of contact, and he responded by slipping his hand down my boxers…-
BEEP BEEP.
I awoke at the sudden noise, it sounded like a car horn. I looked at the clock on my bedside table and groaned, it was only 6:40am. I laid back and thought of the dream I just witnessed, which had really scared and confused me. I glanced over to Ray's sleeping form; he was in a deep sleep, so there was no way any of my dream had been real. What had caused me to dream of something like that? I'm feeling a little nauseous of sorts, my heart pounding against my chest. Was I feeling excited? No, there is no way, I was trained to not feel any sort of emotion, so that thought can be thrown out the window. Unfortunately, my raging boner has thoughts otherwise, but, and it's hard to admit, I've never done anything like this before. I know how it goes, but I've never had the 'opportunity' for something like this. God damn it, what is wrong with me?! I sigh, well it's not going to go away by itself.
I slowly move my trembling hand down my boxers, creeping slowly towards my erection. As soon as my hand touches it, I gasp, the pleasure was instantaneous! I couldn't help myself, I clasp my hand around and move it up and down, slowly at first. My breath becomes sharper, and I bite back my moans, scared that Ray would hear. 'Ray…' thinking of my teammate makes my head go cloudy, and I lose all control and start pumping my arm up and down myself. I begin to moan and grunt softly, not knowing the feeling that is yet to come. Suddenly, both my head and groin explode with a feeling I cannot describe. My eyes roll to the back of my head as I come into my hand, my whole body shuddering and my mouth gaping wide as I feel intense pleasure rush through my whole body. I flop back onto my pillows, panting heavily and savouring the moment. Just as I recover…
"Kai?" a very groggy Ray turns over "Are you okay? I heard something, you weren't having a nightmare, were you?"
I was prone to nightmares sometimes, and only Ray knows about them, mainly because we share a room. But my heart was pounding, due to the thought of almost being caught masturbating. "I'm fine, go back to sleep." That was all I could manage.
"Hm, okay." He rolls onto his back and drifts off back to sleep.
"Phew!" I mutter to myself.
How could I be so careless?! I'm Kai, the ice-cold Captain of the Bladebreakers. I don't have feelings, let alone have sexual tensions! I can't help but feel embarrassed though, I'm 16 years old and that was my first wank. I bet the others are experts by now; wait, why do I care?! It's not a freaking competition! Sighing, I rise from my bed; hand still soaking, ready for a hot shower. I wasn't getting anymore sleep now.
A/N: I think I've managed to sort out the edits I wanted! Yay!
xD