A/N: Hello everyone, I just wanted to tell you that plot and the story are NOT mine! They are owned by Mirelle DeMaupassant who allowed me to rewrite it.

Thank you again and I'll make sure to have fun! I don't own Beyblade and characters

R&R


FIRST CHAPTER

Only a few more minutes and I'll be away from him, I think to myself as I round the corner of the gym. Just as I reach the doors of my hotel room I hear his voice from the other end of the hallway.

"Rey," he calls in that low drawl of his.

A cold shiver runs down my spine. I take a deep breath and struggle to continue on, reiterating to myself that he doesn't affect me—he doesn't control but I can already feel my defenses growing weak.me You're not going to get me, I think, not this time. But he calls again.

"Rey," he says, his tone more aggressive this time. He knows I am battling myself to resist his temptation. And I know he is taking great pleasure in it.

"Just keep walking," I mutter to myself. "It's as easy as that." If only this were true. Suddenly, the door of my hotel room seems miles away and there is a great weight on my shoulders, weighing me down. In what seems like an eternity, I take the last few steps to the doors and unlock them.

"Dranzer stop him!" I hear him shout, just as I begin to step into my apartment's living room and I am rendered completely motionless.

Shit, I think as I stand there, helplessly, listening to his footsteps grow closer and closer, knowing that this is where it ends.

It was all going so well. I had devoted every fiber of strength in my body to avoiding him; skipping meals to avoid seeing him, forcing myself not to look at him during the trainings, building mental walls around myself and telling myself they were impervious to his manipulation. For two days, it had seemed as if my efforts were paying off. I had neither seen, nor heard, anything from him, but somewhere, deep inside of me, I knew it was too good to be true.

"This was a fun game, Rey," he whispers into my ear, "but I'm through playing." His hand creeps up to my shoulder and he spins me around. Not expecting the sudden action, I stumble over the doorway and fall into the empty living room. He follows me in. The doors shut behind him.

I scramble to my feet. "I don't want you here," I blurt out, reaching into my jeans and pulling out my blade. "Get out," I say, "now."

He raises an eyebrow and a smirk springs to his face. "Are you going to hit me, Rey?" he asks with light chuckle. I raise my beyblade and point it directly at the center of his chest.

"I'll do it," I say, "I swear I will."

He takes two steps towards me and closes the gap between the tip of my beyblade and his chest. "Go ahead, Kon," he says, softly, looking me in the eyes. "Do it...if you can."

The silence between us grows as I begin to become desperate for escape. Slowly, a devilish smile creeps to his thin lips. He knows.

He grabs my bare wrist and, very slowly, he pushes my arm down, bringing himself nearer to me. I can feel my will to resist grow weaker and weaker as he grows closer. When he stops, our faces are inches apart and I am barely an inch from melting into mush in his hands. He puts his hand on my cheek and closes the gap between our lips. A shiver runs through me as my last shred of opposition crumbles and I fall victim to his bittersweet attraction.

He pushes me to the wall and my body goes limp as he presses his against mine. His lips wander to my neck. A small whimper escapes me when I feel his tongue against my flesh. His kisses roam further upward, toward my ear, leaving a trail of warmth along the side of my neck. "Stop fighting it, Rey," he whispers against my ear, "you know you want it, too."

Suddenly my hands are shaking. The desperate desire to feel his skin under them is growing impossible to contain. I bite my lip to distract myself from the feeling of pleasure coursing through my body as his lips move back down my neck, past my collar bone. He reaches up and proceeds to undoing each of the buttons of my shirt until the fabric falls open before him. Without hesitation, he begins to kiss a path down my chest. Oh gods, I think as his tongue nears my nipple. I want so badly to scream his name but I can't. I won't let myself.

Finally, his lips make contact with the bud of flesh and I lose it. "Oh, Kai," I moan, thrusting my hands into his gray tresses. I feel him chuckle against my skin as his kisses continue to flow downward. Before long, he is standing up again, in front of me, undoing the fastenings of my trousers, kissing and sucking my neck, again. "Kai please," I moan again. "D...Don't..." But I can't finish.

"Don't what?" he whispers, send his hot breath against my skin. His hand slowly slides into my trousers and past the elastic band of my boxers. I throw my head back and another deep moan escapes me…

"Don't stop," I whisper, to him.

The fight is over. I've given in. I've fallen...again.

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