TITLE: LA DOULEUR EXQUISE

Summary: Rei gets his heart broken by his best friend slash secret first love. And after drinking more than he can handle, he ends up sleeping with someone he barely knew on the day he was supposed to mourn for his poor heart.

WARNING: A lot of cursing

Hey guys! I've decided to cancel TAKE A CHANCE ON ME and give this two-shot instead. I've completely lost the plot for TACOM (LOL) so I decided to just drop it. This one's kind of a re-written version of that, with the same theme of Rei trying to move on and Kai being there to help him.

Anyway, I hope you guys would understand and still like this one. Sorry! OTL

In any case, enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: BEYBLADE BELONGS TO ITS RIGHTFUL OWNER/S.

PART 1

It was one of those ordinary days with the usual daily routine. We were just enjoying our lunch and talking about random and at often times, thanks to some pretty eccentric and immature friends, ridiculous – read: stupid – stuff. There was no way in any freaking hell that I could have prepared myself for what he said.

"I'm getting married."

The words flooded and echoed in my mind for about a minute before my mind could even begin to process those three simple words and what they meant. It took me another minute to give a proper – well it was almost proper – response to my ridiculously dense and oblivious best friend whom I've loved for like my whole life.

"You're going to what?" was the most I could think of after lovingly spraying my drink right at Tyson's face.

"What the fuck Rei!" Tyson bleated and quickly wiped his dripping face whilst Max, Mystel, Oliver and Enrique laughed hysterically at him.

I could hardly care about Tyson's feelings – sorry Tyson – but I had to clear what I just heard from Brooklyn aka my darling first love who has no idea at all that I jerk off to him every fucking night.

"Sorry to surprise you like that Rei."

No shit. "I didn't even know you had a girlfriend!"

Okay I know I don't have the right to be pissed at all that he's gonna get married because one I'm not his boyfriend and two, well, I'm not his boyfriend. But hey, I'm his fucking best friend, I should have been at least informed – that he has a freaking girlfriend — right? I at least have that right! RIGHT?!

"You were busy preparing for the board exams, you can't expect me to bother you to just say I got a girlfriend" Brooklyn laughed and raised his hand defensively.

"Uh, there were plenty of other times to tell me that? And I wasn't spending entirely all my time on books!"

And they all gave me the look.

"Okay fine maybe I was, but still!"

"C'mon Rei, just give him this one. I mean, let's just be happy for the guy! He's getting married! Our man is finally getting laid!" Enrique patted my back, quite strongly might I add, with a big grin.

"Like hell I could be happy for him. This is heartbreaking! I wanna crawl into a hole and just bawl like a baby!" I downed a huge glass of beer in one go and slammed it back on the bar counter. I sniffed for a second then returned to my sorry state of just crying my heart out. Mathilda, one of the pretty bartenders laughed sympathetically and gave me another glass.

"Well you said he was straight as an arrow in the first place, this was bound to happen sooner or later. In this case it was sooner." Hilary another one of the bartenders, and coincidentally my neighbor too, leaned on the counter and offered me her handkerchief.

I gladly took her offer and generously blew my nose with it. "But I never expected him to say it out of the blue! My heart wasn't ready! And I don't even know who the lucky bitch is!"

Hilary patted my shoulder with a soothing "there, there".

"What? Someone broke Kitty's heart?" Miguel, one of the hosts of this exclusive bar came and sat next to me.

"Brooklyn" was Hilary's simple reply.

"You're still on that guy? Wasn't he straight?"

"He was and still is. And he's getting married."

"Ouch." Miguel clucked his tongue and patted my back.

"That's what you get for setting your sights on a straight man. So just choose me Rei-chan!" Michael suddenly sprout behind me and attempted to embrace me and give me a smooch. I successfully dodged him by getting off my chair.

"So not helping and please stop adding –chan to my name."

I took one last gulp of my drink and paid for it. "Well, I guess I'll just go home and try to sleep this off. Bye guys, thanks for trying to comfort me!"

"See ya Rei" Mathilda said.

"No, I'll comfort you instead Rei-cha―"

"Oh no you won't. You're wanted on table six Micchan*" Miguel quickly interrupted and grabbed him by the collar whilst dragging him off.

"Go and watch some porn to get over it Kitty~" Miguel shouted. It earned some awful blushes from the waiters and other guests.

"I think he meant you'll get over it, Rei. So cheer up!" Hilary added. "I'll bring you some food when I get home. My mom sent me some Beligian chocolates yesterday."

"Thanks~"

The streets were so annoyingly bright and what the hell is up with all the sickeningly lovey-dovey happy couples around? Is this someone's idea of a joke?

Damn it. I should just hurry up and go home. Maybe I'll do what Miguel said and just watch some porn. I'll relieve myself after that, then I'll stuff myself up with those chocolates Hilary mentioned, then I'll―

Damn, everything's suddenly blurry.

…

…

Why the hell do these tears keep coming out?

We were originally from China and we lived a very peaceful life there. It was a small village that was kind of hidden behind the mountains. Then my father who worked for a trading company was suddenly moved to the company's branch in Japan which made the whole family move to that country. I was only ten years old back then and though I was confident with my Japanese skills, I was scared of living in a foreign country, even more so when I transferred to the school. It was then that I met Brooklyn for the first time. He was the first one to talk to me, someone who came in the middle of the school year. It also just happened that we were actually neighbors and that our fathers were co-workers in the same company with the same issues of being moved to the Japanese branch. It was an unbelievable thing that I started to believe as fate. Since then, we've been best friends.

It was during middle school when I witnessed a girl confessing to Brooklyn that I realized that what I felt for him was more than just a friend. He rejected her and though I was relieved, I was also scared that he might also reject me if I told him the truth. What's more, he was straight. And I was afraid that he'd find me disgusting if I confessed to him. So I kept my mouth shut and endured almost ten years of unrequited love and of course, the pain that came with it.

And now, he's getting married. The one person I loved with all my life; the person who carelessly and unknowingly seized my heart; the person I hoped to someday maybe return my feelings will be spending the rest of his beautiful life with someone else.

"While I will pathetically keep on loving him!" And I'll keep on shedding these goddamn tears for him.

Ahh, this is the worst.

Why did I have to fall in love with him? Why him? Why not Michael? He's always been there practically shoving himself at me. Or Miguel? He's bi and he calls me Kitty! Or why the hell did I have to be born as a man in the first place? If I was a girl, this would've been much easier.

Fucking God making me miserable like this!

"Being miserable is a choice. Your choice."

Huh? Who said that? And was I talking loud?

"And also, the park is not a place to sleep at."

Who? Where the hell is that voice coming from? Why does he keep talking to me in my head?

I squinted my eyes and looked around. I found a figure standing across from me. It's just a hazy blur of lines and I couldn't figure out whether it really was a human before me or just a stupid mind trick because I was drunk as fuck. Damn those beers hit hard.

I blinked a couple of times before using the little stone elephant as support and stand up. And what do you know, I actually slipped and almost gracefully stumbled down if not for the hand that grabbed my wrist.

"Don't drink if you can't handle it."

"Shut up and let me go" I groaned and tried to straighten up as I snatched my hand away from his hold. Not a good idea. I quickly lost balance and almost fell back but someone grabbed my waist quickly again.

"Where's your house?"

"Like hell I'd tell a stranger."

"Suit yourself." And then the bastard released me and heartlessly let me fall on my ass.

"That hurt damn it! You bas― ugh…"

Ooh boy, here it comes.

Bleeerrgghhhh….

"That is the most disgusting way of throwing up that I've ever seen."

"In what fucking way could vomiting be a beautiful sight?"

The man, I presumed based on his deep voice, gave an exhausted sigh before grabbing my arm and helping me up. I was honestly too tired to fend him off so I just let him.

"First house around the corner just one block from here" I murmured.

/FLASHBACK/

"I saw someone confessed to you again earlier. You've become really popular Rei. Must be the karate. I heard girls really dig strong guys" Brooklyn laughed. As per usual, we were eating lunch in the classroom with our tables joined together. Enrique and Tyson were also with us. Olive and Max were in another class.

"Man, maybe I should start going to gym if that's true" Tyson actually looked like he was really thinking about it.

"Don't bother Granger, I doubt girls will notice you even if you grew some muscles."

"What? How dare you say that! For that I'm taking your fried octopus!"

"Wha― hey damn it give it back!"

"So, did you accept her Rei?" Brooklyn asked, completely ignoring the two idiots.

"Hmm? How could I?"

"Eh? You mean you rejected her? But wasn't she cute? And I heard she's smart too!"

"I just… didn't think it'll work out."

"How could you say that without even trying?"

"Ahh, forget it Brook, of course he'd reject her, Rei's ga―aacckk"

The hand-strike right at Tyson's throat was a success.

"Oh sorry Ty, I thought you were choking."

/END OF FLASHBACK/

Ooh that's right, now that I think about it, I really didn't have the right to be pissed at Brooklyn for not telling me about his girlfriend first thing even if I was his best friend. I mean I've never even told him about my being gay. Although I know he's not homophobic and gays and lesbians are not really a big deal to him, what with Tyson and Max's and Enrique and Oliver's relationship so painfully exposed to us with or without our consent, I still can't bring myself to tell him.

I'm still afraid of what his reaction would be.

Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wa―

"What the fuck is this hideous thing?"

Hmm? Why am I still hearing that voice in my house? I cracked my eyes open to see my ceiling and in doing so, confirming that I am indeed in my house. The sudden brightness from the windows made me shut my eyes again as I used my hand to still block it and sat upright.

Oh god, my head is freaking killing me! I feel like someone's drilling my head. What was that drink Hilary told me that cures hangovers? Ugh, I gotta ask her again. I rubbed sleepiness off my eyes and when I felt like they've adjusted to the brightness, I slowly opened them. I looked at my alarm clock to check the time but it wasn't on top of my bedside table where it was supposed to be.

And then I moved my attention to the unfamiliar yet also familiar figure that was standing next to my bedside table. Starting from the foot my eyes travelled his whole form to his oh my god six pack abs up to his damn delicious-looking chest and oh so pink nipples then to his sexy neck and damn beautiful face that would put even Adam Levine to shame and then quickly back down to the thing on his hands.

Oh so there's where my alarm clock had gone to.

Five seconds later…

My eyes widened and my eyes were quickly drawn back to the figure, which I've concluded as a man. And only then did I realize that a man I've never seen my whole life was standing not too far from my bed who was half naked with a wet hair.

Another five seconds later…

And there was I, on my bed, and absolutely, completely and totally butt naked.

My lower half feeling a bit numb.

"Oh shit."

A/N: Micchan – Michael's code name as a host

Rei's been cursing a lot here please forgive him. He's just been in a heartbreak xD

PART 2 PREVIEW:

"If you really want to move on then see it for yourself."

"See what?"

"Him getting married to someone else."

"I am so tempted to kick you in the balls right now. That's practically killing me! It'll be like ripping my own heart out and stomping on it like damn grapes being turned to fucking wine!"

Anyway, please tell me what you think ^^

Thank you and I hope you'll read the next part!

Ciao~