Big Boys Don't Cry

By Jaici Phoenix

Sister author to CCPhoenix

A/N: Hi! ::waves:: Now, not many of you will know me but you will know CCPhoenix! She's my sister author ^^

Gatomon-They don't care.

::eye twitches:: whoa asked you, you ::censored:: piece of ::censored::

Gatomon-You aren't making a lasting impression on your reviewers you know. Using such language on your first fic? I think its ::censored::

Look who's talking. Besides, I think that just by reading what you write they'll know you're just a …

Gatomon-Finish that sentence and I swear I'll set Patamon on you.

Like you could get him to do what you wanted anyway. He's to busy escaping Tyson.

Gatomon-what happened?

He told Tyson that Kai was a ::censored::

Gatomon- ¬_¬ Suns about right.

Anyway, please be kind when reviewing and I hope you'll like my writing^^

Disclaimer:

Taichi-are we allowed to help?

::mumbling:: Oh great. Just what I don't need. ::louder:: Of course!

Taichi-^^

::full of sarcasm:: Oh sure. Thanks Taichi. You were great!

Tyson-Give the guy a break. He was helping me find Patamon.

Gatomon-::shoving Patamon back into the closet:: Did you find him?

Tyson-Nope.

Taichi-I am exhausted. Can we stay here? CC-sama told us she didn't want us back coz we were bugging her about her next chapters.

I'm sure she'd appreciate the new nickname, but that girl does need to update more^^ ::spots CC's glare:: just kidding girl! ^^

Anyways, disclaimer please Gatomon

Gatomon-what am I you're muse…oh. Yeah. Jaici does not own Beyblade. Don't sue. If you do, we'll come and attack you.

And I'm sure that's out of love for me.

Gatomon-There's no need to be sarcastic. I was only trying to help.

Don't.

Warning: Um…lots. Swearing mostly. And lots of relationships. Shounen-ai. Angst. Um…unrequited feelings in some chapters. Sluts, jocks and rebels and OOCness galore. Cliché's and romance. All the components of a Pheonix epic. (See CC-chan, works better now there's two of us, ne?^^)

Enjoy.

Pairings: Just an extra. Tyson? Do the honours.

Tyson-whatever. Lets see…::reads the list:: what the?..

Kai-::enters the room and reads list over his shoulder why you ::whole sentence is censored::

Relax Kai. They're only temporary!

Kai- ::grumbles:: That's not the ::censored:: point.

Tough. Tyson just read out the ::censored:: Pairings!

Taichi-someone's grumpy today

::eye twitches::

Tyson- Um...maybe I should just read them…

Tyson x Mariah(temporary), Rei x Lee(Temporary), Kai x Rei(hints at), Max x Amii(Temporary), Chris x Pheonix(temporary), Kai x Suzi(Oc)(Temporary), Natsu x Akane(both Oc's), Tyka (Tyson x Kai), MaRei (Max x Rei), Kensea (Kenny x Chelsea), Maree (Mariah x Lee), and Pherey (Pheonix x Trey).

Gatomon-You have some weird pairings.

So sue me

Summary: It's been three years since Tyson left Japan. Now he's back for college, but an unexpected run in with his old flame leads to unwanted complications. Not only does he have to deal with the usual college rituals, teachers, students and work, he must now attempt to fight of the unwanted attentions of the cold sophomore. Tyson has always loved a challenge. But has he taken on too much this time?

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Big Boys Don't Cry

Chapter One: Stereotypes and Cliché's.

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Sheep. That's what they were. Mindless fucking sheep. all so wrapped up in their own boring lives to past their own fucking face. None of them stop to help. Its amazing how obnoxious people get as they grow older.

Like now. The freshman struggle down the packed hallways, trying to find their dorms. Sophomores point and laugh, perhaps remembering the day they first time as freshman and embarrass us to make themselves feel better. The juniors spare us a glance, past caring about anything but them. Seniors don't even glance our way, to caught up in that last year excitement.

It's sick really. Everything's so clichéd. Blue painted doors. Gold plated numbers. Even those message boards. It resembles the stereotypical just a little too closely. Finally there's the cliched students. Jocks, sluts nerds…and of course, the rebels and outcasts. I guess id fit into one of those last two categories. If I stereotyped myself.

Heaving my bag further up on my shoulder, I struggle down the corridor, growling at anybody who gets to close. The odd sophomore eyes me, sizing me up. As though I'm some sort of competition. For what? 'Chicks'? Popularity? Like I give a fuck about either.

My eyes trail the numbers as I look for my dorm. My home for the next year. Sharing a dorm with guys I'll probably hate. And then there are the girls…I mentally count in my head until my eyes land on the dorm number.

576

Great. Kicking open the door I dump my bags on the nearest bed and survey the dorm. Three beds. I frown and then notice the door to my left. Pushing it open I survey the kitchen and living areas. And the door opposite that must belong to the girls' dorm. I shrug and then notice the figure in the kitchen.

"Max?"

He looks up and grins, the smile instantly lighting up his face. Rounding the kitchen side he brings me into a hug which I pull away from quickly. I'm happy to see the guy but I'm not big on hugging. He grins still and he immediately makes me smile too. The same old Max.

"I can't believe we got the same dorm! This is going to be so great. Just like old times."

He grins knowingly and I shake my head, well aware of what we got up to into High school. It's been three years since I left Japan. Three years since I'd last seen my friends and my...But that was before…He notices the shift on my face and hurries to change the subject.

"Who else do you think we'll be sharing with?"

I open my mouth to respond as I reach for the door, when it flies open. Right into me. Pain explodes in front of my eyes and I grip the wall to keep from falling. I blink my eyes, the pain a dull throb behind them, as I stare into amber eyes.

"Gomen ne! I am such a baka! Are you okay?"

Gritting my teeth, I fight back a response to that stupid question. I just had a fucking door slammed into my face. Of course I'm okay! Grunting, I make my way into the kitchen and grave a towel. Max turns to the girl as I run the cold tap.

"Its fine. I'm Max Mizaharu. That's Tyson Kinomiya. It's probably a good thing he didn't answer you. He'd just have bitten your head off."

I bite on a nasty retort and shove the towel onto my eye, hissing in pain. The girl eyes me as she pushes her bags into the dorm. I turn away from them and make my way back onto the sofa.

"Mariah Chan. And I really am sorry about the door. I didn't think anyone else would be here yet. "

Where the hell else would we be? Immediately I feel guilty at the thought. Its not like she knew I was behind the door. Grunting I shake all thoughts away. I hate being in two minds about anything. Max shoots me his don't-be-so-pissy face and, as usual, I ignore it. Mariah looks me in the eye and winces.

"Gomen. That eye looks bad."

Guilt again. I *hate* guilt. I shrug easily and manage a small smile. Standing, I throw the towel onto the side and hold out my hand.

"Tyson Kinomiya."

She grins and holds out her own hand.

"Mariah Chan. Pleased to meet you."

"It was a pleasure. Thank you for slamming that door in my face. I will always remember it."

She laughs as I grin and Max shakes his head, used to my mood switches. As the door opens again, the smile vanishes from my face to be replaced by my frown. Mariah accepts the change quickly, moving her bags way from the door. Voices filter in from the half-opened door.

"Fuck you! What am I? Eye Candy? Get yourself a life and then come back and see me!"

A red-headed girl stormed into the dorm followed by a blonde, struggling with both sets of bags. My eyes meet those of the red-head and for a second a thrill runs up my spine. One of a challenge sure to come. She critically eyes me up and then storms into the main room. I made to go into my own room when I slam my knee on the coffee table.

"Kuso!"

What was this? Beat the crap out of Tyson day? Not that blaming an inanimate object for the pain in my shin helped. Mariah covers her laugh by bending down to carry her bags into the girls' dorm. Max doesn't even bother and laughs outright.

"Sure. Laugh while my fucking shin breaks."

"Exaggerate much? Are you a klutz naturally?"

I open my mouth to make a retort when I see the sparkle I hr eyes is the same as Max's. Oh. Two can play that game.

"Nope. Just a Klutz by day. I'm a culturally linguistic genius at night."

"And you have no idea what you just said do you?"

I grin and shake my head.

"Not a fucking clue."

She chuckles and takes some of the bags off the boy. Probably a good job. He looks like he's about to die any second. Th boy collapses onto the sofa next to me and he cracks open one eye as I stand.

"I don't bite."

"He does though."

Max's quick reply stings and I shoot him a fierce glare.

"I'm sensing some friction here. I think I'll go into the dorm."

The boy makes a hasty exit but she makes no move. She stands there, looking from one to the other.

"You're weird."

She stares at me and I frown. Where the hell does she get off saying that? She barely knows me! Before I can respond she starts to talk again.

"You're quick to anger and hate but that's not what you used to be like. You were probably the hyper but not very bright type."

"And you're the type of person who likes to dig their nose way to far into other peoples business. Life has ways of biting you in the arse. Trust me. I would know."

Max places a hand on my arm and tries to calm me but I shake him off.

"Fuck you Max! Why the hell should I be nice to anybody? What the fuck has it got me before?"

"A best friend."

I stare at him and all the anger filters away. I know he's right but it doesn't make it any easier to accept. I stare at the girl and sigh.

"Sorry. But my…"

I swallow and stare at the floor.

"My grandfather three years ago. And I guess it's made me realise how easy it is to lose people."

Her face softens and she takes a step closer.

"Most people would use that as an excuse to make more friends. But I understand. My brother died last year and I'm the same way."

I stare at her. Maybe she could understand.

"Tyson Kinomiya."

She accepts the peace offering for what it is and smiles. We sit on the sofa and she takes a seat beside me.

"Phoenix Carter. I'm from America. We transferred three years ago. The boy in there is Chris Bates. He's from England originally and moved to my high school. We've been friends for ages."

I let Max introduce himself and I excuse myself. Opening the door to the boys' dorm I let myself in and Chris stands, looking at me warily. I give him the same explanation I gave Phoenix and he just smiles.

"No problem. Phoenix is the same. If I can deal with her mood swings I can deal with yours. Pleased to meet you."

I nod and then we both go into the main dorm. The door swigs open just as we enter and a brunette walks into the room. She smiles timidly and stands in the doorway, bags on the floor around her. Max and Chris both rush to help her and I smother a laugh. Phoenix grins and pushes both boys out the way.

"Hi. I'm Phoenix and I'll be your protection today. Please be careful of the klutz on the sofa and the two boys on either side of you who might eat you if you get too close."

I laugh, the klutz remark sliding right off of me and Chris and Max step back, equally chastised. The girl laughs and follows Pheonix into the girls dorm. I stare at Max and Chris and burst out laughing. Max throws his arms in the air and falls to his knees.

"He laughed! Is a miracle!"

As both Chris and I laugh again, He grins. Phoenix, Mariah and the new girl come out into the dorm and laugh with us. Maybe being in this dorm wont be so bad after all.

**

"Turn that shit down!"

"Fuck you!"

Music, chatter and yells filter out from all rooms and it feels like I've been here years already. Making our way down the stairs, I chew my gum and stare at everybody else in the student union. The tables are crammed with both students and tutors, all getting to know each other. I step up to the bar and get a coke whilst Max and Mariah both get lemonade. Sipping my drink my eyes land on a table in the far corner. A boy with glasses was on his laptop, alone. I grin.

As I watch a tall guy approached the table, two guys in tow. I frown as he spins the chair round and sits opposite the boy. He glances up from his laptop and stares at the boy in silence. I growl into my coke as the tall guy grins, his two 'buddies' behind. One has black hair tied into a tail, and the other has black hair and amber eyes.

"You're new here right?"

The boy nods slowly, no sure what to do. I slam my cup down on the table. Having been the victim of someone like that guy when I was younger, I knew what was coming.

"How about you let us see what you're looking at."

He reached across the table, ready to grab it, but the boy with glasses shoved onto his lap.

"It's not your business!"

Max and Mariah both follow my gaze. Max lays a hand on my arm.

"Don't interfere Tyson. You know what happened the last time."

I shoved him off and shrugged. I didn't care. Where did this guy get off treating people like that?"

I threaded my way through the tables and reached the back one just as the taller guy stood up and glared down. He reached across the table and grabbed the boy by his collar.

"Hitting a boy half your size makes you a coward you know."

The boy freezes and turned to face me. I freeze, recognition flooding through my body. His eyes widena s they settle on me, and for a second it seems as though time has stopped.

"Tyson."

That snaps me out of it. I take ina sharp bretaha dn stare at him, my mouth finally working.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

He drops the boy and turns to face me properly. The other two turn round and I stare at the black-haired boy.

"Rei? What the hell…"

They both stare at me and Rei's eyes flare as he realises who I am. He takes a good look behind me and spots Max. I can tell by the sharp intake of breath, My eyes land back on their leader. His glare could have melted a glacier.

"Nice to se you back in Japan. Staying for good this time?"

I wince at the bitter tone in his voice, and then shove the pain away. Two can play that game.

"What about you, Mr. I-love-you-coz-you-make-me–look-cool? What happened to you when I needed you?"

He growled and lunged for me, slamming me into the nearest table. I ignore the pain shooting up my spine and snarl out my words.

"Always solving your problems with violence. Nothings changed has it Kai?"

He spun me round and shoved me head first into the wall. Stars dance in front of my face for m minute before the world rights itself and I'm back underneath him, his face inches from mine. Despite the pain, I grin.

"What's the matter? I hit a little to close to home?"

He growls and goes to hit me when a voice rings out behind me.

"Kai Hiwatari! Let him go right now!"

Kai drops me and I stand up, groaning as pain shoots up my spine. He stands away and glares at me.

"Next time you wont be so lucky."

He leaves the café, the other two following. I turn to see a tutor behind me. Her stern gaze softens a little and she eyes me.

"You ought to be more careful. Kai Hiwatari isn't to be taken lightly…"

I cut her off, already knowing full well what Kai's like. I stare after him, but speak to her.

"I know what he's like."

She stares at me for a minute, before leaving. I barely notice, still looking at Kai's retreating back. He hasn't changed one bit. Max and Mariah come over and the blonde rounds on me.

"What the hell were you thinking? I knew who that was! It's why I tried to stop you!"

I shrug and wince as Mariah checks my back. She stands away and clucks her tongue.

"Just a bruise. But it might be worse than that if you keep this up."

I shrug off their concern and pick up my drink again. But my mind remains on Kai. Our encounter wasn't exactly new but still…it made me think. I lied when I said he hadn't changed. He had. And I knew it was all my fault.

**

"Get up Ty! You'll be late!"

I groan and shove Max out of my face. He moves away as I sit up, wiping the sleep from my eyes. I blink and notice that Chris is only just waking up. Max, of course, is already fully dressed. Climbing out of bed I grab my clothes and wonder how the hell I'm going to survive this year.

The girls are already up and Mariah eyes me, concerned. My back is killing me today and visions of Kai keep entering my head. He hasn't affected me this badly since we had our first fight. I eat a little breakfast and then flop on the sofa beside Amii. She grins.

"I just don't know how you're going to get through the day Ty."

I grin.

"Tell me about it."

Phoenix throws open the girls' dorm door and pulls on her shoes as she struggles, bag and books in hand. Mariah shoves a piece of toast on the top of her pile as she nods at us.

"Hi guys. Bye guys."

Chris opens the door for her and she runs out the door, obviously eager to start her lessons. I sigh and pull on my own bag.

"Oh the woes of a student! Bye guys."

I grin as Max and Mariah follow me and we make our way down the corridor. I curse as the toast in my hand falls and slides down my sweater. Butter side down, of course. Max shoves me in the direction of the bathroom.

"Clean up. We'll let the tutor know why you're late."

I nod, irritable that this had to happen on my first day, and push open the door to the bathroom. Standing over the sinks, I curse myself over and over again. The water makes it look worse and I contemplated going back to change my shirt. As I turned I noticed that there was somebody standing behind me.

I immediately recognise him and I growl. He saunters over to the sink beside me and stares in the mirror. I can't help the remark that slips from my mouth so easily.

"What's the matter? Hoping that if you look enough you might get more handsome?"

He turns, the glare on his face makes my legs freeze. I couldn't move even if I wanted to. He stands a breath away from me and before I know what's happening, his hands on my wrists and he presses me close to the wall, his leg in between mine. His body grinds against mine, and I groan at the unexpected feeling running through me. I stare into his eyes, not for the first time, fear trickling through my gut.

"You ought to be more careful."

He uses a mocking tone, as if aware of what the tutor had told me.

"I'm not the kind of guy you want to cross Tyson Kinomiya."

Before I have time to think his lips are pressed close to mine. As if on instinct I lean forward, and then realise what he's doing. Oh no. Not this Hiwatari. Not now.

As I struggle against his lips, he pushes my hands harder against the wall, my bones grinding against the stone. Yelping in pain, I close my eyes as he moves down to my neck and bites into my skin. I yelp again as he removes his teeth and stares at me. I blink, unable to speak.

Before he lets go, he knees me in the groin. Pain envelops me and he lets me go. As I slide down the wall and fall to my knees he stares down at me. I can barely see him through my tears.

"I'll be seeing you."

A/N: ::evil grin::

Tyson-O.o

Kai-O.o

Taichi-What the hell was that?

My fic.

Taichi-::giggles:: I like it.

Yamato- ¬_¬ why does that not surprise me?

Gatomon-I think you've written a good one this time. But then…that's because it was my idea ^__^

Sure. Take all the credit. It might have been your idea, but it's my fic.

Gatomon-Whatever.

Kai-O.o

Tyson-O.o

I think they like it too ^^

Kai-::shouts:: why wasn't there more of me?

Shut up! This is only the first chapter you know! There are more to come!

Kai-Good. Hurry up and write them

::growls:: Tyson. What did you think?

Tyson-O.o

Okay…I'll take it as you like it ^^ Hope you guys did to!

Follow the flames. They lead you to me…