Title: Spanish nights
Summary: Every night for the past month Kai has been dreaming of a mystery figure, holding him tenderly. One day, G rev are heading to Spain for a fund raiser event. While there Kai's dreams have intensified.
Pairings: Miguel/Kai
Warnings: Yaoi, Fluff, spiritual, Lemons.
Disclaimer: Don't own Beyblade.

I know I said I wasn't going to start anymore multi-chapter fics until I finished at least one of my others, but I couldn't help myself (Sweatdrops)

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Soft music drifted to his ears as Kai stood in the middle of a marble temple. The atmosphere was calm and peaceful. The full moon hung in a diamond filled, velvet sky, bathing the earth below in a gentle silver light.

The soft music mixed with the earthy sounds of the waves lapping at the shore, just near the temple, and the gentle drops of water falling into a large crystalline pool in the centre of the this large marble structure.

Kai felt his heart race when he recognize what was going to happen next. He knows what's happening because he has been having this dream every night for the past month.

On cue, he felt a pair of strong, familiar arms pull him up against a warm, taut chest, cradling him gently against this very inviting figure. The aura and presence this body released was very familiar so Kai was not at all appalled or shocked.

Although he was not at all shocked, he was getting frustrated. He feels that he knows who this individual is, but he can't exactly put his finger on who he really is. For the past month, he had tried so hard to lift his head and look directly into the face of the one holding him, but it was all in vain. It was as if something was preventing him from seeing who was embracing him so tenderly. All he knew was that the person holding him had blond hair.

Yeah, that narrows it down.

The soft music grew a little bit louder, but not louder enough that the sounds of the waves and the water drops were overcome. As the music reached his ears, Kai felt his body being lulled by the gentle sounds of nature and to the music. He leaned further into the embrace and allowed himself to be swept up into those strong arms, and swaying to the music.

Normally Kai would fight the gentle movements to try in vain to see who this person was, but tonight, he decided to leave it be. He couldn't be bothered anymore. He released a sigh and allow his mind to drift away, being lulled but the peaceful atmosphere.

It's his dream, no one else can see it but himself, so why not indulge a little?

The peaceful dance quickly turned slow and sensual. All thoughts left his mind as he was swept up in the sensual dance. There was no embarrassment, no fear of being mocked or told he was being weak. It was his dream, no one else's.

Although, he knew it was just a dream, Kai felt himself longing to find who this person, this slightly older male who holds him so tenderly and makes his heart flutter. His feelings of longing overflows into the so called 'real world'. The need and want to be in those arms for real was simply overwhelming some days. Those days, he berates himself for being so foolish and weak.

It was just a dream. It's not like there was someone out there, waiting for him, wanting him. Knowing that, the pain seems to intensifies.

The sensual movements stop and he was pulled into those arms once again. His hands were trapped against that inviting chest, feeling no embarrassment when he felt those strong hands rest on the small of his back, playing with the band of his trousers. He slowly tilted his chin up, his hair tumbling down over his eyes so all his could see was a tanned individual with exuberant blond hair. His eyes slip close when he sensed this individual was slowly lowering his lips to caress his in a soft, sensual gesture.

Kai abruptly sat up in bed, a light blush marring his cheeks. His eyes soften when his fingers move to gently touched his lips. He then moved his hands to grasp the fabric of his shirt, over his heart.

Even though this has happened every night for the past month, the kiss still left his heart pounding. But as soon as he gets his breathing and heart rate back to normal a feeling of emptiness and longing fills his being.

He mentally berated himself for getting so worked up over some silly old dream and laid back down, rolling over onto his side. He knows that he is being foolish, but he can't help but wonder what it might be like to be in those arms for real.

He has told no one about his dreams. The rest of the G revs will probably think he's going soft. It wasn't like the dream was violent and had any negative feelings connected with it, and he wasn't about to tell anyone that all he really wants is to find someone who would care for him.

If Tyson ever finds out, he'll never hear the end of it. The young man in his dream will forever be known as "dream lover" and he'll get ripped about it every morning after waking up. No, it will be his secret and his alone. It's not that he didn't trust anyone, well except for Tyson and Daichi, he wouldn't trust them even if his life depended on it, it was just that it was way to embarrassing to talk about.

Kai wrapped his arms around himself and snuggled further under the blankets. He closed his eyes and silently hoped that he'll fall back into that dream again.

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Morning in the Granger's Dojo was always the same. Kai would be the first to arise. Followed by Ray who would stumble out of bed, his hair a mess and somehow crawl into the kitchen, looking for some milk. He would then scull a whole carton before heading to the bathroom to freshen up and reappear a few moments later to get breakfast ready. Milk has the same effect on Ray that coffee does on Kai. After a drink, they're ready to face the day.

The two of them agreed to let Tyson and Daichi sleep until breakfast was ready, then it was Kai's job to get them out of bed. Sometimes, Hiro would be feeling a little sadistic and want to get them up himself. The G revs use to believe that Kai's methods for getting the 'dead' to awaken was harsh, but since Hiro reappeared, they have been greatly mistaken. It seems that Hiro's favorite way to awaken both Tyson and Daichi was to throw them both in the small pond outside. He especially loved doing it during winter.

But fortunately for Tyson and Daichi, Hiro had to leave early this morning, so they were spared. Unless, of course, Kai feeling extra vicious this morning.

Kai was on his way to awaken the 'Sleeping dead', his mind filled with torturous ways, but he was pulled from his musings when he heard Grandpa, or G-Dwag as he wants to be called now, greeting someone at the front door. He rose an eyebrow, not believing that Max, Kenny and Hilary would be here so soon. Something must be up.

"Hey, Kai," The said teens greeted as they stepped into the Dojo.

Kai nodded his greeting and Ray popped his head around from the kitchen door. "Oh, hey guys. What brings you here so early?"

"We have some great news," Max said with his usual enthusiasm. An enthusiasm that Kai can't possibly hope to gain, even with 20 cups of straight black coffee.

"Is Tyson up yet?" Kenny asked.

Kai snorted. "Honestly, what kind of question it that?"

"Oh, right," Kenny said, feeling a little foolish. "Sorry, wishful thinking."

"Can I go wake him up?" Hilary asked Kai. "Pretty please?"

"Sure," Kai replied, feeling a little sadistic, knowing that the young female brunette will be have something even more painful in mind then he would ever have.

Apparently Hiro isn't the only one who likes to be sadistic once in a while.

Hilary smiled brightly and practically skip out of the room. A moment later they heard two startle yells of fright. A moment after that two disheveled teens scrambling into the lounge room, looking as if the hounds of hell were after them. They leaned against the wall as Hilary walked in after them with a big grin of triumphant in her lips.

"Good morning!" She said brightly.

"What are you trying to do to me, Hilary!" Tyson fumed after he got his breathing under control. "You gave me a heart attack!"

"No, heart attacks are caused by working too hard," Kai said. "So you don't have to worry."

The others sniggered to themselves as Tyson huffed and plonked himself down in the middle of the lounge room floor.

"Now that everyone is awake, I have some news you guys will like," Kenny said. He waited until everyone turned their attention to him, then carried on. "I received an email from Mr. Dickinson. He said there's going to be a fund raising Beyblading event in Spain and he wants us to go and participate."

"Really?" Tyson asked, all his previous anger vanishing into limbo of the past. Kenny nodded and he couldn't help but smile. "Aw, man, this is going to be great!"

"Who else is participating?" Kai asked. "Anyone we know?"

"Well, since it's in Spain, we'll be facing Barthez Battalion," Kenny explained.

"This is great!" Tyson said again. "I can't wait, I've always wanted to battle Miguel again."

Kai sat in silence as the others around him spoke excitedly to themselves. He suddenly felt that sense of longing again in his chest as he thought about heading to Spain. He can't help but wonder…

Is there someone waiting for him in Spain?

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I'm not very good at hiding pairings, am I? Oh, well. I really must stop creating new stories when I have a few that I haven't finished yet. Well, it's not my fault that I have writer's block with them .

Next chapter: Heading to Spain.

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