Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade, (I wish I did), this is purely a non-profit story written by someone with way too much time on her hands. I make no money from this story.

Beyblade fanfic.

Prologue

Tyson sat on the floor of his room leaning against his bed. Anyone who saw him would have thought he was watching T.V. but that was just background noise. Tyson was deep in thought, working through all of the things that had happened to him this past year.

It had all started when Max and Rei had left the team. He'd felt so betrayed, so lonely. He knew now why they had done it. That they no longer wanted to live in the champion's shadow. He understood why it had been necessary and in the end it had helped them all to be stronger but at the time… So many emotions had raced through him, betrayal, anger, pain, confusion but mostly loneliness. Two of his best friends had left him, it had left a bitter taste in his mouth.

Then there was Diachi, oh God he was such a pain. Every two seconds 'I'm gonna beat you Tyson, then everyone will know I'm the best!'. It was becoming repetitive. Diachi was a good kid though and an amazing blader, although Tyson would never tell him that. The little runt might get a big head. They worked well as a team and had taken on some tough opponents together, Tyson was proud to call him a teammate and a friend.

The next name that popped into his head made him wince. Kai. The Russian blader was one of Tyson's closest friends and biggest rivals and yet he still couldn't understand him. At the start of the year they had been teammates, then Kai had left. Left the team and left him. If he'd felt lonely when Maxie and Rei had left, when Kai had left he'd felt worse. It was like someone had dropped him on an iceberg to be alone and cold for the rest of his life. His heart had broken and was still healing from the pain. Yes, Kai had helped him since then, but he'd been injured in the process and Tyson had felt so responsible for that. For some reason seeing Kai hurt was just more than he could handle.

As if his emotions weren't already on overdrive, his brother, Hiro, had come back into his life. He'd helped him, then betrayed him, while still helping him – this was really confusing to Tyson – then disappeared again without so much as a goodbye. Tyson really loved his brother, after all it was him who had kindled the love of beyblading in him, but God he could be so infuriating at times.

Winning the championships for the 3rd time in a row was an amazing feeling. And the fact that he'd really had to fight for it only made it sweeter. He smiled as he remembered the battle against Kai. They'd literally taken the roof off of the stadium. Now that was fun, or as Kai had said 'that was wicked'. He'd felt so free and alive, there was nothing else but him and Kai. Nothing intruded on that memory.

Everything had been perfect, his friends were back, he'd threepeated as the World Champ and he'd had an unbelievable battle with Kai. He'd thought nothing could take away the buzz.

He hadn't counted on Bega. Tyson shifted from his position against the bed. He stood up and stretched, then walked out of his bedroom and down to the kitchen. 'Drink, drink, what shall I drink?' he thought. He opened a cupboard and took out a glass then went to the fridge to get the orange juice.

"Suppose I should drink something healthy" Tyson said aloud, "can't get out of shape".

He put the orange juice carton back in the fridge and sat at the kitchen table. A memory surfaced from the back of his mind, one he was sure he would never forget. Tala. Lying on the floor next to a bey dish. Unconscious and unresponsive. Boris, stood on the balcony above looking down with an evil grin on his face. That's when the challenge had been issued and every beybladers future put on the line. Those battles had been brutal, all of them putting their souls into fighting this new enemy. They hadn't come out of it too bad, well everyone except Kai. Tyson's heart skipped a beat when he thought of the injuries Kai had sustained at the hands of Brooklyn. He was determined not to lose, to bring confidence to his team, prove that they could beat these so called beybladers. Max and Rei had wanted to stop the match but Tyson had made a promise, he could never break a promise to Kai. At the time he had doubted himself, he'd kept thinking that Kai wouldn't have been hurt so badly if he'd just stopped the match. But then Kai would have hated him and that was something Tyson didn't think he could live with.

In the end it had come down to one match to decide everything. Tyson vs. Brooklyn, good vs. evil. Ok so that's a little melodramatic, but that's what it had felt like. Brooklyn had taken the battle to a whole other level, literally, but in the end Tyson had won and beyblading was saved.

That was two months ago and yet it was still so fresh in his mind. Since then they had helped Mr D get the BBA back on its feet, Max and Rei had gone back to their own teams and Kai hadn't been around that much either. Not since their rematch a month ago. Diachi was still being a little pest but Hillary was keeping him busy and Kenny was usually found at the BBA offices helping input data into the computers. Tyson saw Kenny, Hill and Diachi a lot, he talked to Max and Rei by phone or letter but he rarely saw Kai. For some reason this bothered him more than it should. Kai was always disappearing and when he was around all they usually did was argue. Who would miss that? He tried focusing on something else, the T.V was still talking to itself in his room so he went back to watch it, trying to push thoughts of Kai out of his mind. He sat back in his spot leaning against the bed trying to focus on the advert playing right now. His mind drifted. 'Is he okay? Has he fully healed?' the thoughts would not go away.

"Why do I keep thinking about Kai?" Tyson asked the empty room. A part of his brain started to answer him, but Tyson shut it down. However, this particular part of his brain would not be silenced. It's because you care about him, it said. 'Of course I care about him' thought Ty, 'he's one of my best friends'. You know it's deeper than that said his brain.

"Oh God", Tyson breathed. "Do I LOVE Kai?"

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