Authors Note: Yeah I got the inspiration to write this guy... so I did... My Code Geass fiction is still in the works. I've kind of lost where I was going with it and I have been working and going to school and... yeah time is not my friend. Anyway, I hope you guys like it and feel free to leave a review telling me how terrible I am. Oh, also I dont know for sure how long this one will be. It will probably end up being at least two chapters as I do plan on throwing a lemon in here at some point but I don't know I might decide to take it farther than a couple chapters... anyway Enjoy see you on the other side!
Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade or the characters within. I would be a lot richer than I am if I did.
It felt like forever had passed since he laid down with the full intention to go to sleep, though the clock said it had only been two hours. He knew how completely out of character this was for him, he could sleep through anything but lately, he couldn't sleep through his thoughts. Ever since Kai disappeared after the Justice Five tournament, he couldn't keep his mind off the stoic man. It wasn't just sleep that evaded him, all happiness in his life seemed to just melt away after watching the tall gray and blue haired man walk away. He tried to forget him, he tried to blade like nothing had changed, tried to go to school like nothing was wrong, but no matter how hard he tried to distract himself from the depression that had taken hold of him he couldn't. It always came back with a vengeance. He had even gone so far as to hide all the pictures of his old team away but it didn't help much, so he ended up putting them back in their place on his dresser. 'Well, there's no sense in just lying here waiting for the sun to come up… might as well do something.' The thought entered the weary young man's mind, and he arose getting dressed and grabbing his Dragoon figuring he could get some practice in before Gramps and Hiro woke up. Tyson snuck out of the dojo quietly and, deciding against practicing in the back yard, started walking toward the river. It had been a while since he had gone to the riverside. After Kai had left he avoided the place like the plague, since this was where he had met and ultimately lost the tall blunet, and that was all he could think of when he passed by that spot beside the bridge.
He arrived at the silent water-way in a matter of minutes. He laid down on the grass for a moment staring up at the fluffy white tendrils of moisture floating in the sky. His thoughts grew quiet as a feeling of discomfort infiltrated his mind he closed his eyes and sighed.
"I never pegged you as being the pensive type." A smooth, deep, voice cut through the dark, chilly night. Tyson sprang to his feet panicked and began frantically looking around to find the source of the vaguely familiar voice. A choked sound of surprise escaped his lips as he turned saw the last person he expected standing only a step or two behind him.
"Kai! I… What?... Huh?" the unintelligible jumble of words fell from his mouth as he gestured toward his long missing friend wildly. Kai shook his head slowly as he stared at the ground directly between his feet hiding a soft smile at the younger man's antics.
"Kinomiya, my idiot is rusty, you'll have to switch languages." Kai raised his head a smirk fixed on his lips and a playful gleam in his crimson eyes.
"Kai!" Tyson exclaimed once again frozen in place as his confused expression morphed into a look of sheer excitement. Kai stood still and unmoving in the chilly night. His long black jacket flapping around him in the wind his eyes surveyed the young man in front of him, taking in Tyson's lean form and long pony tail behind him flowing gracefully in the wind. He silently marveled at the apparent grace his old rival seemed to exude, wondering idly if maybe the boy had changed since he left. Before the question was even formed within the tall duel-haired man's mind, it was crushed to pieces as he suddenly found himself tackled to the ground. Tyson's form shaking on top of him as the boy wept into his plain black shirt. "I… missed you so much!" Tyson spoke around sobs and whimpers as he attempted to calm his sudden uncontrolled outburst.
Kai propped himself up on his elbows as he looked down at the weeping boys head laying in the center of his chest and sighed. He was lost on what to do to console the crying man on top of him. He had honestly only seen the boy cry once or twice, and those were out of concern or anger. He wasn't sure where this outburst came from, so he wasn't sure what he could do to remedy it. Not that he was well versed in how to deal with crying people anyway, but he knew how to handle Tyson in any state other than the teary eyed one that had seen it appropriate to attach himself to his upper body.
"Um, Tyson… you think you can get off me?" Kai asked placing a hand on the crying man's shoulder in an attempt to gently push him away. In response, Tyson's grip on the bigger man's torso tightened as he shook his head wildly.
"No, If I let go you'll leave again!" Tyson's words were stained with fear and sorrow as he hugged the man tighter still almost as if he could assimilate the prone man's body into his own. Kai stared at the top of Tysons head. The younger man's words formed a heavy weight in his chest that had no relation to the physical one that laid atop his sprawled form. He knew that he could get the boy off him by force if it became necessary, but he decided that it was better to let the kid get it out of his system; even if only to avoid future glomps. So, he lowered himself to the ground embracing his teary companion in as comforting a fashion as he could manage, and stared at the sky above him before whispering, "Don't worry Tyson… this time I'm here to stay." The only reply to the rare heartfelt sentiment was a loud, deafening snore rising from the depths of the younger blue-haired boy's lips, which signaled that the body settled on top of him had fallen asleep. The older of the two frowned, staring up at the stars as the sleeping boy snored and murmured nonsensical phrases in his sleep mostly consisting of Kai's name and numerous pleas for him to stay.
"Tyson, I didn't think leaving would hurt you so much." Kai's words were whispered into the wind as he pet the head of the sleeping boy lying on his chest. "I'm sorry." He whispered wrapping his arms tighter around the boy that was still clutching him as though he would disappear in an instant. A soft sigh escaped Kai's lips as he gently and silently pried Tyson off him ignoring the dejected whimper the boy gave. Slowly, carefully, Kai wiggled himself out from underneath the large sleeping form and rose to his feet staring down at his companion. After a smirk and a shake of the typically reserved man's head, he bent down turning Tyson onto his back and scooping the smaller man's body into his arms.
As Kai carried his sleeping companion to the little apartment he had acquired just after getting back into town, he thought about how truly odd the circumstances he had just experienced were. Tyson was never one to pass out for no reason. Even stranger still, the boy seemed so conflicted, this again was an odd characteristic that he didn't usually associate with the over-confident world champion blader.
It didn't take long for the pair to arrive at the older boy's apartment. A quick glance at the clock told him it was two o'clock in the morning. While it wasn't strange for Kai to be awake at this time he noted that Tyson tended to go to sleep early. Usually, around nine, ten at the latest as he remembered from all the time they spent together traveling for worlds and then the various sleepovers and parties that he rarely attended unless of course one of his former teammates roped him into going. It was usually Tyson that would whine away at him until he finally agreed to go, just to get the boy to shut up and leave him alone. He stepped into his apartment with the passed-out boy still cradled in his arms he took the sleeping figure into his bedroom laid the boy on his bed and tucked him under the sheet after pulling the comforter off. It wasn't cold enough to need it, and Kai didn't want the young man over-heating as he slept.
Kai allowed his eyes to scan over his longtime friend's sleeping form. Silently watching as he twisted around, shifting until he had found a comfortable position on his side facing the man standing beside him. Tyson's beaming innocent smile still spread across his lips as he snuggled into the mattress, a contented sigh escaping as the boy fell deeper into sleep. Kai continued to study the smile that had plagued him since the day he left a year ago and realized that his memories had failed to do the thing justice. He stood staring at the very face that haunted his dreams, shoved its way into his memories, and painted itself on the backs of his eyelids, Kai didn't know why the smile always seemed to make him so weak. Even before he had developed the unhealthy obsession with beating the champion and taking his title back from him, it seemed like all Tyson had to do was flash that smile and Kai became naught but putty in the boy's hands. As he stared at the sleeping face before him, he noticed a hand come into his sight line and quickly moved to grab it to keep it from touching his sleeping dragon, only to realize that the hand was his own. He had become so absorbed in the study of Tyson's face that his arm seemed to move on its own. A physical representation of what his mind truly wanted to do. He wanted nothing more than to touch that sleeping face, to stroke the soft, delicate skin of his cheek and run his calloused fingers through the soft and wild hair that framed his radiant face so beautifully. In his mind, Kai wished that he could run his thumb along the boy's tender lips and down the strong jawline. But he knew all too well that he couldn't do any of those things, so he stood there, staring, his hand hovering over the sleeping boy. Frozen in space for just a moment. Kai finally convinced his had to move contenting himself to just adjust the sheet that had fallen down the boy's abdomen in his rustling about earlier. The older boy towered over Tyson's sleeping form and sighed sadly before turning away and walking out the bedroom door deciding that he would attempt to sleep on the couch for a couple hours. Taking one final look at his friend Kai gasped at the sight of the moonlight hitting the boy's face, causing it to almost glow. He quickly but quietly shut the door and leaned his forehead against the outside of the smooth wood barrier.
"What have you done to me?" He whispered before stalking into his living room.
Authors Note: Thank you guys for reading and I hope you enjoyed it! I know I'm not the best writer but I'm getting back into it so you will have to excuse the definite rookie feel.