Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade or any of its related characters or themes! This is only fanfiction!
sidenote: Of course, this is a crack!fic... so, expect a good bit of OC-ness. Any spelling errors or faults are my own ^-^
AN: For someone very special to me: Inside the Box! Thank you so much for all your reviews and comments... they've really inspired me and always had me smiling!
This is my little 'Thank You' to you! And... nope, this is not your 'request card' just yet ;) This is just a little gift from me to you!
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Tyson sighed happily, licking his lips, "Man! Ray! You can cook!" he said, taking another bite of the egg and bacon omelette.
"I'm glad you feel better pal!" Ray called back from the kitchen, 'and I'm just glad you finally stopped your belly-aching...'
"Hey! That's not fair! I haven't complained once in the past hour!" Tyson retorted, he grabbed his plate and headed back to the kitchen.
"I never said you did," Ray replied, watching Tyson curiously as he dropped his plate in the basin.
Tyson glared at the neko-jin for a second before turning on his heel and stalking out of the kitchen, "Whatever... If anyone's looking for me I'll be in the dojo," he announced, grabbing Dragoon from the counter.
"Tyson, you just got over from your migraine," Ray said, his voice sounding thoroughly disapproving, "you don't want it to come back, do you?"
"You don't want it to come back, do you?"Tyson mocked in a super-pitched voice as he stalked down the hall.
"I heard that," Ray snapped from the kitchen. 'Wise-ass'
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Tyson growled under his breath and slid open the dojo soji ,stepping in and shutting it with a resounding 'snap'. He turned around and reached into his pocket for his blade as he took a seat on the mat. He stared at Dragoon for a moment, forcing his thoughts to regulate. Everything still seemed ever so slightly fuzzy, causing his short-fused temper to be even shorter.
He lazily launched Dragoon. He watched, slightly mesmerized, as his blade made a semi-circle, coming to a stop next to Tyson's foot, slightly tapping against it. "Yeah I know..." Tyson relented, groaning as he rubbed his head again, "It gets pretty boring... lying in the same spot for days..."
'What the hell is he doing here? Was he faking the migraine to get out of training?' Kai's voice drifted into the dojo's entrance, the one closest to the garden. And, sure enough, Kai walked through the frame not a moment later.
"Seriously, Kai? I heard everything..." Tyson said, feeling hurt, albeit overshadowed by frustration.
"I didn't know I was being loud," Kai muttered sarcastically, stopping in front of his friend. "How are you feeling?"
Tyson glared at Kai for a moment still before he shrugged; "Better... everything's still fuzzy though..." he said and rolled his neck. "Feels like I've been asleep for a year..."
'No shit...' Kai stared at Tyson for moment before sitting down, "You shouldn't be training... the migraine will act up again..."
Tyson looked down at Dragoon, "Where's Max?" he tapped Dragoon with his foot playfully, earning a harder tap back.
"On his way... he was helping his father out in their shop today," Kai said and laid down on the mat, interlacing his fingers across his stomach as he closed his eyes, "He should back around two..."
"Oh..." Tyson said, a slight disappointed tone creeping in. Fact is, whatever the problem was, Max was always a great friend to have. He always had good advice and always found a way to cheer someone up. And that was what Tyson really needed right now.
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'Aww... don't be disappointed, your boyfriend will be here soon to kiss you all better' Kai's singsong voice drifted over towards Tyson, a smirk creeping to his lips.
Tyson amply kicked Kai's foot, "Dude!" he snapped.
"What the-" Kai sat up angrily, "What's wrong with you?"
Tyson looked skyward, closing his eyes for a moment and sighing. He really didn't want to fight. His burning headache was already driving him mad. He rubbed his forehead again.
'Kick me again and I'm going to kick your ass!' Kai's growling threat met Tyson's ears, only... Kai's lips didn't move...
Tyson's eyebrow lifted as he stared at Kai with a very strange expression on his face. 'Did Kai just talk without...?'
"What-?" Kai said, his voice border-lining between upset and indignant, wavering for a moment before rolling his eyes and resuming his old position. 'Heheh... keep that face too long Tyson and it's going get stuck like that... heheheh... that'll be funny as hell'.
"At least my face wouldn't be as ugly as yours," Tyson growled, picking up Dragoon and stuffing his blade back into his pocket with a huff.
"Um... good to know, Tyson... " Kai said, sarcasm practically dripping from the sentence, "Anything else you'd like to declare?"
"Yeah!" Tyson yelled, wincing as the sound shot a spike of pain through his skull.
'Oh yeah... I'm Tyson Granger... I watch Pokemon and read Twilight when no-one's looking' Kai's mocked him, a light chuckle punctuating the sentence.
Tyson's eyebrow twitched as he lunged at Kai, "That does it!"
The pair started wrestling for a few moments before Kai finally got Tyson pinned to the mat, "What's the matter with you?" he growled, his eyes wide and slightly surprised still.
"You're mocking me!" Tyson said, narrowing his eyes as he leered at his friend.
Kai tilted his head, "What are you talking about?" he said, rolling off his friend and a frown still etched on his face. 'Oh... please... just don't tell me you're a girl...'
Tyson stared at Kai for a moment, "Uh... " he said, his mind suddenly making a connection to what was going on. "Kai, think of a number for me..."
"You're trying to be David Blaine or something?" Kai said, deciding to ignore Tyson's previous actions in order to preserve some sort of peace. '... oh... 3...nah... 12053 ... I think I'm going to have the leftover pizza... unless Tyson ate it all...oh yeah...'
"No way!" Tyson yelled, quickly shooting up from his sitting position, running over the entrance of the dojo and towards the kitchen to rescue the pepperoni pizza.
"... You don't have to get so worked up about it..." Kai murmured with a sigh as he got up, "I've seen his tricks... he's not that bad..."
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Thanks for reading!
I might continue this, depending on reviews and favs :) So, please let me know if you liked it! I will really appreciate it!
