Otaku #1: Tyson

Rukiabi: Just a little something I came up last night which may or may not see more chappys in the future. Tyson POV. TyKa hints. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: All characters of Beyblade are © of Aoki Takao.

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If there is one thing I am an expert in, it wouldn't be in Beyblade. I know that's a total surprise to be heard out of my mouth since I've bragged so much in the past, but it's the truth. I don't know all the mechanics to a beyblade (Kenny takes care of all that) and I know I can always improve my beyblading skills because there are so many more opponents out there waiting to challenge me.

But I am an expert in something.

There's this store called 'Bobby's Beyblading and Other Merchandise Hobby shop'. I know the name's long but the place is definitely the place to be when you're shopping for your number one obsession. It's situated in a mall which makes it even better because on hot days, I know I can shop with air conditioning.

First thing I do when I walk into the store is to greet the manager.

"Yo, Bobby!"

Bobby peers over the desk. He's kinda short and well, young. His dad supports the store and even named it after his own son but hey! The kid's responsible.

"Tyson!" Bobby climbs onto the front counter now so he's more level with me. He waves a hand signaling me to come closer to him so he can whisper in my ear.

"Your special package arrived today. Do you want it now?"

Hehe. I'm snickering inside. Yes, all is good.

"No, not right now Bobby but thanks! I'm going to browse the store for a bit first. I'll pick it up when I leave."

"Good browsing to you then." And Bobby hops off the counter and into the back room.

I stare into the store and nod. Yes, this is where my expertise comes in.

I'm so familiar with this store that I skip aisles 1 and 2 and head straight for aisle 3, because I know aisle 3 has everything I want.

I walk slowly down the hallway, taking my time looking left and right. On both sides of the aisle were many different kinds of KAI merchandise. There were Kai plushies, Kai action figurines, Kai clothes and costumes, books on Kai and 'The Way of The Kai', videos on Kai, and other Kai related things that a Kai nerd would want.

Of course I already had them all.

But from the corners of my eyes, I saw a gleam. What? There! Behind a glass box, could it be? I scurry over to the light and press my face against the barrier.

No way.

It couldn't be the limited addition plastic vinyl Kai figurine made by TyKaFanatics? Look at how the wind seems to be pushing back his hair and clothes. It also comes with a scarf that can be taken off and put back on if the owner wishes. The colours, and the details! I sigh.

"Ahh… Kai…" He is sooo absolutely HOT. "Mmm…His abs are showing… I have to buy this!" And it's on sale! The price is $80.

But upon cracking open my wallet, I am left with butterflies. I cry.

"I have no more money."

I slump my way back to the front desk where Bobby is peering over the edge of the desk once again. "Broke again Tyson?"

"Yeah." I smile back sadly.

"Do you wanna put anything on hold?"

"No, not this time Bobby." I have to see if my emergency source would be willing to support me a little first.

I hear grunting sounds from behind the desk until I see a medium sized box being pushed onto the counter.

"Here's the package you pre-ordered."

I'm back to grinning from ear to ear. "Thanks again Bobby."

Taking a hold of my self-bought present I look back and wave with my foot (because my hands are full). "Seeya later Bobby!"

"Until tomorrow Tyson!"

I skip out of the store, unable to contain my excitement. I want to open my package right away. But first…

"Kaiiii!" I start running towards a blue-ish coloured figure in the distant that I just know is my beloved Kai while attempting to balance the box upon my head with one arm so I can wave to him with the other.

When I finally caught up to him, I had to gently place the box down by my feet, for the merchandise is fragile, and swiftly pull out of my pockets a mini notebook and a pen with a Kai bobble head on the end. I shake the bobby head once more for amusement. Yes, this pen was totally worth it!

But back to matter on hand. "Kai, you have to give me your autograph!"

Kai sighed. "Again, Tyson? This must be, like what, the hundredth, thousandth time already?"

"I'm your number one fan!"

Kai scoffs.

"And this time is different!" I dug into my jacket pocket, pulled out what looked like a red chap stick, and punched it out in front of Kai in my fist.

"Here! It's cinnamon!"

Kai looked aghast. "What? Tyson I am NOT wearing lipstick!"

"Aww, but it's your favourite flavour!" Way to lower my self-esteem.

Kai's shaking a little now, in anger?

"We are leaving now."

And here's where I notice a pink bag hidden behind him.

"What's that Kai?"

"It's none of your beeswax." And he turns his back on me and starts walking away. "Let's go."

But I just can't contain my curiosity any longer. I bounce up beside him, still balancing the box on my head and pull at the tiny little piece of blue peaking over the edge of the bag.

"Hah!"

Kai swings around in anger. "Tyson!"

It's..! "It looks like my hat." I blink.

"Give it here!" And Kai snatches it back, stuffing it into the poor pink plastic bag once again.

"Aww, I just wanted to see it a little bit…" But Kai's already in the distance now. How did he get so far? I feel the ends of my lips curving up.

I run up to him, looping my right arm through his left and balanced the cardboard box on top of both our heads.

"Tyson!" Kai looks annoyed but I continue smiling anyways.

I know I may not be the most obsessed Kai-fan (as I'm sure there are millions of fanatic girls out there drooling over him), but the number one otaku ALWAYS has the originals.

"Get off me Tyson!"