Alluring Boys, Gorgeous Times
Summary: Tala and Kai are juniors at Warwick high. But they're not together. They're best friends. In fact, Tala feels that he's been single for too long. Like, WAY too long. So thanks to the appearance of a new sexually appealing student (don't you love how convenient this is?), Tala's nosy, messed-up friends, it makes up for an interesting year. Multiple pairings, multiple scenarios.
Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade or any of the characters.
Warnings: Lots of swearing, mature themes, a little OOC-ness
A/N: So after careful consideration (A.K.A. ten minutes of mock-thinking), I've decided to take the plunge and write the high school AU I had been thinking of. This is always fun, you put these people through lots of torture without having the slightest guilty thought.
By the way, in the midst of writing this chapter, my computer crashed. And deleted everything.
Everything. I threw a fit. I'm still pissed.
Chapter One-Beckoning
"I want sex."
Kai Hiwatari looked up at the sound of Tala Ivanov's voice, smooth but upset, obviously complaining about something that he should know about.
"Erm, what?"
"I want sex." Tala repeated, voice coming close to a whine. Which was slightly odd. Tala Ivanov did not whine. Ever. The last time he whined, he was six years old and complaining about his goddamn candy he did NOT get, because oh my GOD, his mother didn't want him to develop a sweet tooth, especially not before dinner, and they were having mac and cheese and mashed potatoes.
Mashed POTATOES.
"Why do you want sex again? I can't remember the last reason you gave me."
Tala sighed, twirling a strand of red around his fingers. "I didn't give you a reason, dipshit. I'm just tired of being horny and alone at night."
Kai stared at him. "What, the fuck?" He asked slowly. "Why are you-Why are you even telling me this?"
"You're supposed to be my best friend, I need you to help me get laid."
"You want me to-" Kai snorted, then turned back to his paper. He's so sophisticated. "No."
"No, as you aren't my best friend, or no, as you won't help me get laid?"
There was a short silence, "No as in..?" Kai fixed his steely gaze on Tala, "Both?"
"Dick."
"Yes, Tala. I have a dick. As well as any other man on earth. Except for you. You started off as a hermaphrodite, and then your mom made the wrong surgery decision by cutting off your balls."
"Fuck you."
"Great comeback," Kai smirked and tossed his paper on the ground, "Who do you want to sleep with, anyways? I didn't know you liked anyone in our school."
"I know, I know," Tala snapped, "I can only hope somebody starts shining in my eyes when school starts."
"Shining in your eyes?" Kai bit back the urge to laugh, "You're so naive."
"And you're an ass."
Somebody opened the door to Kai's bedroom and stuck their head in, "Hey guys."
"Fuck off, Garland." Tala snarled, turning to face the taller boy.
Garland walking in, redoing his long ponytail and frowning, "What's up your ass, Tala?"
"You're wrong," Kai grinned, "It's what's not up his ass."
Garland grimaced, "Didn't need to hear that."
"That's easy for you to say, you spend your evenings with Brooklyn."
"Uh, no. I really don't, actually."
Tala groaned and settled himself on Kai's soft, ample bed. Shaking his red bangs out of his face, he peered at Garland, blue irises clear and radiant. He stretched his lithe body out and yawned.
"How did you get a catch like Brooklyn? I mean, he's a fucking genius. He's the nicest guy I know. How did he fall for someone like you?"
"Animal magnetism. I'm alluring."
"What a load of bullshit," Kai said; pushing Tala's body over and perching his muscular frame on the edge of his bed, "Brooklyn's liked Garland ever since he laid eyes on him. It's thanks to us that they got together. Not animal magnetism. Don't you remember your first date?"
"I forgot the details." Garland waved his hand casually.
Tala nudged Kai's rear with his foot, "Didn't it end up with both of you in Kai's pool, fully clothed and clawing at each other?" He was more or less correct. Either they were making out or fighting, but both of them were flung into the pool; and sopping wet, they had gotten out, clearly pissed. Garland more so than Brooklyn. Brooklyn was hardly ever upset. The last time Tala saw him upset was when he got one question-ONE GODDAMN QUESTION wrong on his science exam. Did he ever flip shit.
"I didn't know you were so desperate for a significant other, Tala," Garland changed the topic smoothly.
"Okay, you know what? I know, right? When you look at this face, it's hard to believe anyone would resist it. Ain't that right, Kai?"
"Hn." What a reply. You got so much substance out of it.
"Your grandfather was under the impression you two were getting ready for the start of school when he let me inside." Garland looked at the mess around the room, "I don't see any preparations."
"What do you need to prepare for junior year?" Kai replied lazily, looking at Garland through fiery eyes, "A car?"
"You need to clean this shit up," Garland replied bluntly. He turned to leave, his hand settled on the handle of the door, "Oh, and Tala? You need to buy yourself some balls, man. Don't be such a crying wuss."
When he left, Tala threw his hands in front of him so it stuck up in the air from where he was lying down, "Jesus Christ! Will everyone stop making fun of my balls! It's offensive!"
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The
next day, Tala woke up on the ground with a flaming pain in his neck,
"God d-" He groaned as he tried to get up. When he finally
managed to stand up, his back cracking a little, he glanced at Kai's
bed. He'd slept over last night, and they had started off on the same
bed. Now he woke up on the ground. Obviously somebody was thrashing
around last night, because Kai was still safe and sound, tucked
underneath the covers.
Tala jumped on the bed and whipped the covers off. "Get up, asshole!" He greeted loudly, bouncing a bit and yanking Kai's boxers up in level with his waist, "I just gave you a wedgie, now get up!"
Kai groaned into the pillow, "Two more minutes, ma." For two teenagers, they could sure render themselves to five year olds.
"I thought you were a morning person?" Tala taunted, "You know, you're all mysterious and quick in the morning?"
It was true. Kai had an insane ability to get up at five o'clock in the morning and walk on the roof or some shit like that.
"Not without my morning cup of coffee."
Tala sat down on his knees, "When I come out of the shower, I expect you to be up and moping around in your fuzzies."
"What fuzzies?" Kai muttered sleepily, rolling over and curling up into a fetal position.
Tala rolled his eyes a shoved Kai's slippers (Which were, okay, a little fuzzy) down his boxers, "Those fuzzies." He jumped off the bed and ran into the washroom across the hall.
When Tala got out, drying his hair with a towel, fully dressed in jeans and a loose orange t-shirt that didn't complement any part of his body AT ALL, Kai was moping around in his fuzzies. Just as how Tala predicted.
Kai glanced up, "That orange shirt," He began, and then paused. He was trying to figure out how to say it tactfully. But then realized there was no way to do it, "That orange shirt is a piece of shit."
Tala frowned, "What's wrong with orange?"
"The fact that it's on your body."
"I like orange."
"It makes you look like a deflated fruit. Go change."
Grumbling to himself, Tala went into Kai's closet. "Did I ever leave any of my clothes here?"
He left his stuff in Kai's room all the time. Last week Kai found a sock. There was once where Kai thought he'd found Tala's long lost sweater, but decided it was too hideous to keep in the house.
"You know, for a popular guy with the ladies you have a crap sense of fashion." Kai commented.
Tala pulled out a green button up shirt and pulled it on after stripping himself of the orange garment, "Okay, how's this?"
It was alright. It brought out his blue eyes and red hair. He looked a bit like a tree.
"It's better."
After lots of complaining from Kai about his cold shower lacking hot water and Tala about his aching neck, they finally stumbled their way downstairs. Tala stuck his finger into the cage of Kai's canary, Dranzer to nibble on, only to be dragged out of the house by a very angry Kai, muttering something about how it was bad for the bird and they were going to be late. Yeah right.
--
When they got the
school, the courtyard was filled with people, meeting up after the
long summer break. Tala heard various, "Nice seeing you!"
and "How have you been?" and one or two "I'm
going to fucking kill you!"
"Tala! Kai!" Kai turned around to see their friend Johnny running up to them, a varsity jacket hanging off his shoulders. "Hey, how's it going?"
"You look like a moron," Kai stated flatly to the Scot.
"A first class douche bag," Tala added.
Johnny didn't seem the least bit offended, "Don't be jealous," He said easily, flashing them a grin, "You can bet your ass this year's football games are in the bag."
"I never trust the football team." Tala had a point, they were mostly large, intimidating popular jackasses who partied on weekends and went to university for athletic scholarships. At least they went to university. The last time Tala had any contact with the football team was when soccer season was over and he was waiting for Kai outside the locker room. Tala was an incredible athlete, but soccer just never seemed to give him any justice. Especially that time Kai tried passing him the ball during phys. ed, and he caught it with his face.
Embarrassing.
Somebody tapped Tala on the shoulder and he turned around to see the smiling face of Brooklyn. God it was creepy how he did that. He was so intuitive, sweet, gentle, quiet and young it made Tala's heart ache. And it ached more when he realized Garland was probably ripping away all the innocence every weekend. God. That's like killing an angel.
"Garland told me you wanted to get laid."
Tala made a mental note to kill him and forced a smile, "Kind of, sort of, but not really."
Brooklyn motioned someone behind him, "We got a new student. Maybe you've taken a fancy to him?"
Tala spun around enthusiastically, and saw nobody but his childhood friend, Spencer, standing tall and broad.
Brooklyn cleared his throat, "Behind Spencer."
Tala shifted. Now he saw the new guy. It was understandable that he missed him, Spencer's a big guy, lots of guys were scared of hi-Holy fuck. No. No. It was definitely not okay that he missed him. He was pale, way pale, paler than Kai, even, with straight lilac hair and eyes Tala could admire from where he was standing. He was fucking gorgeous.
"Holy crap," Tala breathed, nudging Kai, "I'm in love?"
Kai looked up, squinting, "Hn? Oh." He raised an eyebrow, "He looks good. Really good. I'm guessing you have dibs on him."
"Yes," Tala hissed, pumping his fist in the air.
"Are you going to jump him?" Kai asked sarcastically.
"No, I'm going to talk to him like a regular person. I'm not awkward. I'm graceful, you know."
"Yeah, of course you are," A voice drawled behind them.
Tala gritted his teeth and looked at the sky, "Wow, Miguel. For a ladies' man, you're really fucking annoying."
The blonde ignored him and turned to Brooklyn, "Garland sent me to find you. And trust me, I do not want to be the guy who got his balls broken by him because I failed to bring him his boyfriend."
The two left, Brooklyn waving. Tala took a deep breath. "Alright, Kai? How do I look?"
"Like a rose."
"Seriously?" Tala whipped around to look at his friend.
"And not in a good way, believe me. It's because your hair's so red, those are the petals, the green shirt is the stem since you're so goddamn skinny, and your eyes are the morning dew."
Tala stared, "What the fuck, have you taken up poetry or something?"
"No, I-"
Kai's retort was interrupted by a loud, obnoxious BRRRRRIIIIIINNNGGG!
A huge hoard of students rushed to the door. After pushing and shoving, the two finally made their way to the auditorium.
The principal made his way to the microphone and cleared his throat and began monotonously, "Welcome to Warwick High. We welcome the new students and we also welcome our familiar faces…"
Tala zoned out almost instantly due to his short attention span. He focused on something a lot more interesting: The New Guy. The New Guy was standing by the door by himself, chewing on a thumbnail, but his gaze was intense. Tala wracked his brains, trying to figure out a way to talk to him without it looking stupid. Nothing came up.
"…And thus, students you may make you way to your lockers."
Tala's head snapped up, sudden realization of what was going to happen if he didn't move. Too late. He didn't move. He was pushed outside forcefully by enthusiastic high school students and landed nearly right on top of someone.
"Holy shit!" The person underneath him exclaimed. Garland. Tala felt himself being pulled up, "Watch your back, dude."
"Thanks," Tala huffed, then his brain registered who was standing beside Garland. The New Guy. He felt heat travel to his cheeks and hoped nobody noticed.
Garland noticed, "Tala, this is Bryan. He's a new student."
The New Guy-Bryan smiled at him a bit and Tala felt his heart flutter. Actually flutter. God, he was such a chick.
So he'd still met this guy looking stupid. Fantastic.
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TBC
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