Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade and I do not make money with this.

A/N: Welcome to my new story "Felix Culpa"! I'm really excited about this, because it's going to be my first longer TyKa-Story (so far 6 chapters mind, might turn out to be more). Yeay :))
In case anyone was wondering what the title means: Felix culpa ("happy fault") means more or less that a series of miserable events can lead to a happy outcome.
I promise this title will make sense at some point ;)
Now I'm not gonna bore you any longer.
Enjoy the first chapter!

Felix Culpa

Chapter 1

Tyson first noticed something was off when Kai came down to the kitchen in the middle of the night and started to undress.

Not that he minded. It just wasn't like Kai, or like anyone he knew, really.

Tyson and Max had stayed up late, watching movies and eating junk food. They were in the kitchen now, putting away their dishes and what little was left of the snacks. With Tyson around it was actually a miracle there were any leftovers at all. They were chatting in low voices when suddenly Kai stood in the middle of the kitchen.

Uh-oh! Had they been too loud? But they had been barely more than whispering! There was no way they could have woken up Kai this way, right?

"Kai? Hey sorry man, did we wake you?" Max asked and smiled apologetically.

Kai just stood there and gazed into space. Was he even listening? It certainly didn't look like it.

"I swear we were totally quiet, Kai!" Tyson added, "There's no way-..."

And that was when Kai removed his shirt.

Just like that.

Tyson and Max exchanged looks. Something weird was happening.

"Kai, man, what are you doing?" Tyson scratched his head.

Instead of replying, Kai took off his sweatpants as well. He neatly folded his clothes, put them on the counter and left. Just like that.

And no …Kai wasn't wearing underwear.

The minutes ticked by while Tyson and Max were trying very hard to make sense of this bizarre scenario.

"What the hell?" Tyson finally managed to say.

Max was still at a loss for words, staring mouth open at the door where Kai had just disappeared. He shook his head a couple times and turned to look at Tyson. At the sight of his best friends Max couldn't help but laugh.

"Your cheeks are bright red, Tyson. Has little Ty-Ty never seen a naked man before?" he teased.

This only caused the red of Tyson's cheeks to deepen.

"Oh shut up Maxi, of course I have. I was just ... surprised, that's all. It's not every day Kai walks in and strips in front of us."

Max put away the last of the left-overs, still chuckling.

"To be honest, half an hour ago I would have said the day would never come. I wonder what this was about."

"Absolutely no clue. Did he seem a little out of it to you, too?"

Max scratched his head and said, "He did, didn't he? Oh boy, he must be high like a kite!" He grinned. "Did you see his-..."

"Maxi!" Tyson quickly interrupted.

Max giggled.

"Gee, Tyson, I was gonna say abs! Did you see his abs? That guy has a solid eight-pack! Do you know how many sit-ups I do? And have you seen my stomach? Not even a six-pack. Life is so unfair."

"Yeah, totally unfair," Tyson murmured. This night's events were killing him.

Max grinned. He lightly nudged him with the elbow and said, "And that was impossible to miss. Kai is one lucky guy."

"Okay, that's it! I'm gonna go to bed …before you analyze any more of Kai's body parts-..."

"I'm American," Max threw in and shrugged. "I'm comfortable with nudity."

"...or maybe Ray decides to put on a little show for us as well."

"That would be fun, wouldn't it?" Max said with a big smile. "Oh I don't even know if I'll be able to sleep now. I'm dying to ask Kai what this was about. Maybe I should go ask him right now?"

"He's naked."

"So? Nothing we haven't seen, right?"

Tyson sighed and shoved Max out of the kitchen.

The instance Kai woke up he knew something was off. He quickly glanced around the room. No, that wasn't it. He was in his room, where he was supposed to be. He checked his body. Everything was moving, nothing hurt. So far so good! Just why couldn't he shake off the feeling that something wasn't quite right? Kai decided that whatever it was, he'd figure it out soon enough. He flung the blanket aside in order to get up and take a shower. Cool air hit his skin and Kai looked down on himself. He put the blanket back down. This was odd indeed. He could have sworn he had gone to sleep dressed in a plain shirt and his favorite pair of sweatpants. Kai glanced over to the armchair by the window. On the little table next to it sat an empty glass. Oh, this couldn't possibly be the reason. Yes, he'd had a drink before going to bed. One drink! One didn't get a black-out and forgot a little moonlight striptease from one drink. At least a Kai Hiwatari didn't. He often had a drink these days. Admittedly, this was a bad habit, but since the BEGA-incident Kai had been feeling stressed out and restless. A drink at night helped him calm down and sleep better. And it was only temporarily, of course, until he figured out what it was that kept him up at nights.

This still left the mystery of his vanished clothes.

Kai rubbed his forehead. It wasn't the first strange thing that had happened to him lately. Once he had woken with his window wide open without remembering to have opened it. It had been raining heavily and half his room had been flooded. Another time, every single light in his room was switched on and he had his feet on the pillow, while his head was hanging off the end of the bed.

Maybe his alcohol tolerance wasn't what he thought it to be. He should stop his good‑night‑sleep‑tight‑vodka‑routine. Tea seemed to work for Ray and milk with honey for Max when they couldn't sleep. Tyson always had some milk with honey as well. It wasn't to find sleep, though; Tyson slept anywhere, anytime. It was because it was sweet and Tyson never missed out on an opportunity to have something sweet. Anyways, it was worth a try.

For now all Kai could do was to carry on as if nothing had happened. His clothes would turn up eventually.

And they did turn up, sooner than Kai would have liked. When he walked into the kitchen for a cup of coffee his clothes were sitting there, neatly folded, on top of the kitchen counter. How on earth did they get there?! Kai quickly took them to his room before any of his flat mates would see them and start to ask questions.

For him, however, this raised a whole lot of questions - none of which he knew an answer to.

Today was Sunday and on Sunday it was customary for the four of them to have a brunch together. Regarding the time it was a lot more lunch than breakfast though. A little after noon even Max and Ray lost their patience and hauled Tyson out of bed with combined forces.

Tyson was now sitting on the floor in front of his bed, rubbing a sore spot. They didn't have to be so rough! He yawned. Fine, it was past noon, but he hadn't even slept that much. Last night's events had left him with a lot of thoughts to settle. It wasn't every day one got to see Kai Hiwatari in his birthday suit. Tyson blushed at the thought. He had been secretly longing to see this. Yet, the scenario he had pictured had been a rather different one. More interactive. More romantic.

Tyson had realized that his feelings for Kai where more than friendship and respect when Kai had been injured badly during his match with Brooklyn.

Every hit Kai took, every scratch he got caused Tyson almost physical pain. Yet he hadn't been able to look away and bound by his promise to Kai, naturally he couldn't interfere. Later he'd wondered why. He'd watched Max and Ray fight intense battles before, and yes, it had hurt to see them suffer as well, but it was something entirely different with Kai.

Tyson thought that Kai leaving the Bladebreakers had also hurt way more than Max's and Ray's departure. He then realized how much time he spent thinking about his former team captain. All the little things he noticed about him. How his heart beat faster when Kai was close.

He had been blind not to notice it before: He was head over heels in love with no other than Kai Hiwatari!

This was quite something to digest... Tyson had spent multiple days and nights pacing around his room, trying to wrap his mind around the fact that he was a) gay, and b) in love with Kai. After the second day of pacing he'd come to the conclusion that him being gay was fairly obvious. For example, Tyson had noticed Max's cute freckles, but never given any thought to Hilary's looks. Like, ever.

After another day and night of pacing he'd made his peace with the fact that he'd fallen for Kai as well. It was just his luck. And he was Tyson Granger, three-time Beyblade World Champion. He loved a challenge! He wouldn't give up until he won Kai's heart (or failed beyond hope). How he was going to win Kai's heart was something he had yet to figure out.

When Tyson had found out that Ray and Kai were going to stay in Japan and looking for an apartment, he couldn't help it. If Kai was staying, it was his chance to get closer to him. Tyson quickly convinced Max and his Gramps that it was time for them to grow up and move out. Getting Ray to agree to the four of them moving in together wasn't very hard either. And once Ray was on their side, Kai didn't stand a chance. Ray had always had a big influence on Kai - which was another reason for Tyson not to let the two of them live on their own. What if Kai fell in love with Ray? Ray was very good looking, he was smart and charismatic. Also, he could cook incredibly well and Tyson knew how much Kai appreciated good food. They had that in common, only that Tyson appreciated not only quality, but also the quantity of food. What he didn't know was if Ray or Kai were even gay, but it just wasn't worth the risk.

Mission win Kai's heart was set in motion!

"Tyson! Move your ass, will you?"

Kai's voice snapped Tyson out of his thoughts. Charming, wasn't he? Tyson sighed and hurried downstairs.

Sunday was by far Tyson's favorite day of the week. Mainly because of the brunch. Also because he could just veg out in front of the TV afterwards. He slid into his seat between Max and Ray - although he would have loved to sit next to Kai, it wasn't wise during meals because Kai would just take away his plate after the third serving. The others had already started so without much ado Tyson dug in. Croissants, scrambled eggs, crispy bacon, mountains of pancakes and so much more - it was heavenly. And yum, Ray had outdone himself with those pancakes!

"Say Kai, did you sneak out last night or did you have a private party up in your room?" Max bluntly asked while staking pancakes onto his plate.

Tyson almost choked on his own pancake. Jeez, Max sure didn't waste any time beating about the bush... Tyson quickly took a big sip from his orange juice to help his pancake find its way to his stomach. When Max winked at him he hurried to wink back. He couldn't let anyone notice his strange reaction now, could he? Now, what would he usually say in a situation like this? Oh, yes:

"Or maybe you lost a bet to Tala? Or was it Bryan? I bet it was Bryan," Tyson teased.

Kai continued eating as if he hadn't heard them. Only the pulsing vein that appeared on his forehead proved he had actually been listening.

"What are they talking about Kai?" Ray asked.

Kai shrugged.

"No idea," he said. Kai honestly didn't have any idea what they were hinting at, but he had a feeling it had something to do with the way his clothes ended up on the kitchen counter. Also, he was pretty sure he wasn't going to like the story. Unfortunately, Max and Tyson seemed eager to share last night's events.

When Ray didn't get an answer from Kai, he looked back and forth between Max and Tyson.

"So? What did I miss?"

Instead of an answer, Ray got some giggling.

"Come on you guys, spit it out."

"Oh nothing much," Max finally said. "Just Kai stripping in the kitchen last night."

"Say what?" Ray asked with disbelief.

"There's really nothing else to tell. Kai just walked in, took off his clothes, and left," Tyson added.

Ray turned back to Kai, his eyes wide with astonishment and his mouth opening and closing again, at a loss for words.

Max leaned over and patted Kai's shoulder.

"Nothing to be ashamed of. If I had a body like yours I'd only walk around naked," he said.

Kai glared at the blonde boy, who just smiled back at him and then continued eating his pancakes without a care in the world.

"So Kai, which is it: alcohol or the lost bet?" Ray asked with a mischievous grin.

Oh great, now Ray too. Kai's eyebrow started to twitch, a sure sign of how pissed off he was.

When Kai didn't answer, Tyson said, "I'd go with the bet, he didn't smell of alcohol."

"Maybe it was vodka? You don't really smell vodka, do you?" Max thought out loud.

"Or maybe he was stoned?" Ray suggested.

Okay, enough was enough. Kai pushed back his chair.

"Whoever brings up this topic again will regret the day he was born!" he said.

Then he walked out the door, his white scarf trailing behind him.

The remaining guys shared a look. Max shook his head.

"I don't know what his problem is. I'd be stoked if I had his-…"

"Maxi!" Tyson interrupted.

"Abs, Tyson!" Max laughed.

"Gee, you're killing me…"

Ray chuckled.

"Your time with the Allstars left traces, Maxie," he said with a wink.

Now Tyson was laughing too. Oh yes, Max had really grown up over the past months! Well, they had all changed and become more mature in one way or another. Being that they've known each other for years, everything else would have been rather strange. Tyson looked at his two best friends, laughing and joking with each other, and smiled to himself. Still, it was good to know that some things didn't change.

A/N: Thanks for reading! As always, I'd love to hear what you think - the more feedback, the sooner the next chapter will be up ;)

Until next time,
NoEarlyBird