Ray's point of view.

Yes, I do know it can be spelled Rei, but I chose not to spell it that way.

Well, I was stressed about my math final, and this is what happened. Scary, I know.

This is really random, and my, or may not be a one shot, depending on if people want me to keep writing this.

Please, so not flame, or read if you do not like the paring/yaoi.

Disclaimer-I do not own beyblade.

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"So, Kai, how did your doctor's appointment go?" I asked, folding my arms behind my back as I skipped over to the always grumpy, dear friend of mine. I managed to trip over a lone shoe as I made my way over to him. Glaring down at it, I knew who it belonged to at once, Tyson. I should have never let him have that party here last night. It would take my OCD self years to clean up my once immaculate home. Thank God, Kai had come home and kicked my not-so-responsible friend out. He claimed he was worried I would get knocked up, what ever the heck that meant. He said something about being way too womanly for my own good and then stumped up to bed. So, I choose to leave him alone for the remainder of the night, guessing he would be far more willing to talk to me in the morning. Though, when Juju, our cat, ran away in fear, I thought it might not be such a good idea. Speaking of which, I better find her before Kai finds out she's taken off.

I know how much he hates anything that involves being touched, so I suppose doctor visits are not fun. Well, fortunately for him, he was not a clod like me, who got himself into the hospital rather frequently. I knew the name of every doctor there, and sadly, I was proud of that. Though, stupid things like that did not amuse Kai as much as they did me. If anything, he would be too angry to even remember their names. I wonder who had seen. He never was one to tell me much. He always would tell me something and then stop in midsentence, ending with the classic, "Shut up, Ray." I laughed a little bit and I got a raised eyebrow from Kai. He sighed, and then answered my question after staring across the room at me for about ten minutes.

"I would rather not talk about it." He then made his way across the room and into the kitchen, where he sat down at our old wooden table. He picked up the newspaper, which I had left there for him, and began to read it. The headline of the front page was:

"World Campion Bey blader runs naked down main street and now has a kid on the way!" Kai titled his had the headline and slapped his head to his forehead. He did not seem surprised, though. He suddenly looked up from the paper and saw that Juju was not sitting beside him like she always did. He glanced around and then looked at me.

"Ray, where is Juju?" Well, I was not one good at lying, which showed when I hid in the other room, so he could not see my face. With a heavy sigh, I prepared some way to explain that she would be back…eventually.

To my luck, Juju walked into the kitchen a few seconds later. Kai noticed and his death glare vanished. Juju walked over and sat beside him. Now that she was back, I concurred that it would be safe to ask him again, only a few minutes after the first time.

"So, how did it go?" I asked in a rather flirty voice. Kai looked over at me, his eyes back in his death glare. He let a heavy sigh escape his lips as he shook his head.

"Shut up, Ray," Came Kai's favorite line ever since we had started living together. I understood he was grumpy, but was I really that annoying? I suppose I was at times. He always told me to mind my own business. This was technically my house, so if he lived in it, would his business not be mine too? I was the one who cleaned, cooked and did everything. Sure, he had the job, which paid for the hose, but well…oh never mind it is his house.

I pulled out the wooden chair across the table from him and sat down. I decided that if I bothered him long enough he would tell me what was bothering him. I folded my arms across the table and stared down at Juju, who meowed in response. I smiled and then choose to hold a staring contest with her until Kai wanted to talk. She was good. I think we were at it for an hour before Kai finally broke up our battle. He glared over at me, which caused me to blink in surprise and waved his hand in front of Juju, which made her blink. I guess I lost, since I blinked first.

"Ray, I love you, but you can be difficult at times," Kai groaned. He rubbed his tired eyes with his hands and looked around at our simple kitchen. We had one, white stove in the right corner of the room. Beside it was a long, built in, brown counter, which stretched across almost the entire kitchen until it hit the refrigerator. Beside that was a closet where I kept all of the non-refrigerated foods. In the center of the room, the table, where we were sitting at, stood.

I regained confidence as Kai did this, it was best to strike when he was not thinking about it. Besides, he always used that line when he was giving in. It was not a common thing, but at least I would get to know if he was okay.

"So…" I was quickly interrupted by Kai as he waved his hand in the air and looked back over at me. He had no energy left, unlike me. He set the newspaper on the table and rolled his eyes. I knew his habits well, and I knew he was preparing to speak, but wanted me to pay attention so he was giving me time to rid myself of how hyper I could be at times.

"Fine, I just hate doctors. They said I have high-blood pressure. Nothing major, happy now, Ray?" Kai explained. The thing about having high-blood pressure did not surprise me at all. He always got too stressed out about things, especially when Tyson was around. This was why he apparently grounded me last night, when he came home. That was fine; I could easily find ways to make him stay home with me. While I was plotting, I noticed that Kai was on to me. I quickly pushed my ideas to the back of my head and smiled innocently. He raised an eyebrow at me.

"Maybe you have white coat syndrome?" I said, in attempt to keep up the innocent act. I already knew he did have it, but it was the first thing that came into my mind, other then talking about beyblading, which he would then link to Tyson. I shivered; never again did I want to fight Kai in a match. I was sure he was as worn out as I was at the end of that battle.

"Ray, don't play dumb with me. What do you want? And no, if it involves Tyson or his crew. I will not have you doing God-knows –what with him. You are far too innocent to go around town with him; I will not have your innocence destroyed by him. If anything, I will take it," Kai said, stopping when he realized what he had just said. My pure brain, though, luckily for him, did not comprehend the meaning of Kai's words. I just stared at him, dumbfounded. I knew Kai was protective, but I had not clue what he meant by the whole innocent thing.

I had not a clue as what to say at that point, so I stared out of the window above the sink that was built into the counter. I smiled; the flowers I had planted had made it through the night, and Tyson, which was a miracle. They looked nice against the dull gray color of our small house and the sun's light. I loved spring; it was always such a beautiful season.

I snapped back into reality as I thought about being home alone for the day. I was not good alone. I had a tendency to freak out at a shadow and at one point I dented the wall with Drger. The dent could still be seen in the upstairs hallway. I guess it was Kai's way of making me pay for allowing Tyson to run wild in the house last night.

"Kai," I said in a pleading voice as I laid my head down on my arms and looked across the table. A small hint of fake fear took my eyes and I faked a small tear drop.

"Will you stay home with me today? I will be…" I was quickly interrupted by Kai, who once again slapped his hand to his forehead as he looked at me, but I could see a smile form on his lips. He knew I only did this when I wanted something or knew he was in a bad mood, which was affecting how off I was today. I always acted weird when Kai was in a bad mood. Tyson claimed that Kai drugged me so he Kai could enjoy me better. What ever the heck that meant?

"Ray, I will, but you have to stop doing that," Kai responded. For some reason a small blush appeared across his face, why I had no clue, but I did not care. I had won.