Title: Life Changing Experience
Summary: All Hallows Eve, a night where the dead can present themselves to the living. Death isn't always easily predicted, as Miguel learns after a brush with the Grim Reaper. His way of living will end…
Pairings: Miguel/Kai
Warnings: Season fic. Two-Shot. Yaoi.
Disclaimer: I do…not own Beyblade.

Hey there! Happy Halloween to everyone who celebrates it. Here I have for you as a little treat is a two-shot that will be updated this weekend. I'm not sure if it's scary, but it does have a Halloween vibe to it, so that counts for something, right? So please enjoy this first half of the story, and remember, don't kill the author X3

Rolling over in bed, Miguel screws his eyes together before opening them with a few hard blinks, his eyes already adjusting to the darkness of his room, a room he is sharing with none other than a certain enigma. Turning his gaze to his roommate, a smile twitches onto Miguel's lips.

With his bed the closest to the window, the slender figure of Kai sleeping soundlessly, bathed in the white light of the full moon greets Miguel. What a lovely sight to see the moment he opens his eyes.

Every since he met the young Phoenix wielder, Miguel has had a crush on him. He's beautiful in every sense of the word, his presence giving him comfort when the days are long and the nights are cold. Just being in the same room as him calms his nerves and soothes his spirit.

Miguel feels lucky to be able to share the room with Kai, him being chosen out of all the other teams that are currently staying in a large mansion owned by the BBA. It's just a little get together before the next world championships where they have to train non-stop. Halloween is approaching fast, tomorrow actually, and a few of his fellow bladers thought it would be fun to have a Halloween party here in this old mansion.

While the bladers here want a huge party where they try to scare the hell out of each other with scary costumes and ghost stories while pigging out on an array of sweets, he celebrates Halloween differently in Spain.

Halloween is known as "El Dia de los Muertos." It is a joyous and happy holiday, a time to remember friends and family who have died. Officially commemorated on November 2nd (All Souls' Day), the three-day celebration actually begins on the evening of October 31st.

Usually, he and his teammates would construct alters to honor passed family members, decorated with candy, flowers, photographs, fresh water and samples of their loved ones' favorite foods and drinks. Matilda usually likes to leave a basin and towel out in order that the spirit can wash prior to indulging in the feast. They plan to make a small shrine later in the day, and Kai wishes to help.

Miguel was surprised and relatively pleased when Kai asked him yesterday what he and his family do for Halloween. He explained their traditions as well as he could and Kai listened to every word, actually interested in what he had to say and not just being polite like a few others he could name.

That's another reason why he likes Kai so much, he seems genuinely interested in what he has to say. Sometimes being a blonde-haired, blue-eyed boy can have its disadvantages as many people think he's just a pretty boy with a boy-band like personality.

He loves Kai, truly he does. And one day he vows that he will tell him.

Tomorrow. He always promises himself that he'll tell Kai his feelings tomorrow.

Silently as not to wake the sleeping angel in the other bed, Miguel slips out from under the covers of his bed and leaves the room. He's feeling uncharacteristically thirsty and decides to quench his thirst with a glass of water before returning to bed to get some rest. He has a big day ahead of him tomorrow.

Stepping out into the hallway to head into the kitchen, Miguel pauses in his movements, a loud and sudden creak in the floorboards not far from where he is standing startles him, almost making him jump. He glances up the hall, expecting to see one of his fellow bladers stepping out their appointed room, looking bleary and sleepy as they meander towards the bathroom in a zombie like state, like he has caught them doing a many night since staying here.

However, there isn't anyone there.

Ignoring the chill racing down his spine, Miguel tells himself that the noise is just from the house settling. It was a rather warm day today, so the house is just cooling down, right?

Right, Miguel concludes to himself and turns back around, ready to restart his journey. But as he takes a couple of hasty steps, he hears that creak again, closer and louder than before. Spinning around quickly, Miguel expects to find one of his smaller and more mischievous fellow bladers sniggering and chortling to themselves, satisfied with scaring him a little.

After all, tomorrow is Halloween.

However, once again, no one is there. The house, for the most part, is silent. Very silent.

Turning back around, Miguel suddenly finds himself staring into this black void of a black hooded figure that is less than a foot in front of him. Miguel gives a strangle but silent gasp of shock and takes a step back, unable to tear his eyes away from the cloaked figure before him. He keeps staring into its hood, staring at complete blackness inside.

Its…just floating there, slowly moving up and down, floating in midair as a cold chill surrounds him. Suddenly, the hooded being sways to the side and abruptly brushes pass him, Miguel feeling an icy chill racing up his arm where the cloak just touches him. Despite having no feet, the floorboards creak underneath it as it floats pass. And then…

It disappears, fading into a wall at the other end of the hallway.

With his heart beating wildly in his chest, Miguel completely forgets about his thirst and dashes back into his room, his hands shaking almost violently as he tries to open the door to his room and he stumbles inside, closing it loudly and leaning against it.

What…what was that just now? It…couldn't have been real, right?

Timidly, Miguel touches his arm and his eyes widen to find it physically cold to the touch. "What was that…?" he whispers to himself.

"What's wrong?" a familiar voice asks from the other side of the room. "You're shaking."

"I, this thing, I mean…" Miguel stutters, his face uncharacteristically pale and he's body is shaking from fright.

Immediately, Kai scrambles out of bed and reaches him, taking his hands and placing them on Miguel's cheeks so he can look into his eyes. "Easy, take deep breathes for me, ok?" he soothes, his voice calm. "You're ok. What happened?"

Miguel swallows thickly and nods as he takes a shaky breath. "I just saw this cloaked thing floating out in the hallway," he says, realizing that his explanation sounds unbelievable and rather sketchy, but he doesn't know what else to say.

"A cloak thing?" Kai repeats, his head reeling back ever so slightly, but he manages to keep his hands on Miguel's cheeks as he gives him a gentle look when he sees just how scared Miguel is. "I'm sure it was just one of the others playing a joke on you. It's Halloween, after all. Maybe you're just tired and your mind is playing tricks on you?"

"No," Miguel says as he takes a step back and shakes his head. "No, it wasn't my imagination. I did see something."

Kai takes a moment to look at Miguel with an odd sense of concern in his eyes when he realizes the sincerity in his voice and eyes. "Was it…" he starts as he nibbles his bottom lip. "Was it carrying anything?"

"Carrying anything?" Miguel repeats before turning to look off to the side in thought. "Um, no, I don't think so," he mutters before turning back to him. "Why?"

"No, it's nothing," Kai replies quickly as he moves forward and grabs Miguel's arm in with his hands and steering him over to his bed. "Don't worry about it. I'm sure there's a reason for what you saw. Lets try to get some sleep, ok?"

"Yeah," Miguel murmurs as he sits down heavily on his bed and rakes his hand through his hair. "Ok."

"I'll be right here," Kai reassures as he moves to his bed.

Miguel nods and lays down, but he knows sleep won't be coming for him tonight. That image of the faceless being floating before him haunts his mind. He doesn't know what to think, but he does know that someone definitely didn't play a prank on him and it wasn't his imagination.

So…what was that thing?

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Miguel has never been so happy to see the morning light, though he was disappointed to learn that its staring to rain. And raining heavily at that. Though, it's the perfect background for the Halloween party the others have planned.

During the course of the morning, Miguel cautiously asked everyone whether or not they have costumes, and if yes, what they were. And scarily enough, none of them boasted about dressing in a black cloak or dressing like the Grim Reaper.

So, none of the others played a prank on him, he knows that for certain because no one would have been able to hide the fact that they scared the hell out of him from everyone. It would have been the first thing he would have heard anyone say.

"Maybe it was my imagination," Miguel murmurs to himself as he heads into the kitchen. As he does so, the sight of his silver hair teammate sitting at the kitchen table looking torn greets him. "Claude? What's wrong?"

"Oh, hey Miguel," Claude greets softly. "I have to help decorate the dinning room, but I need to get these letters posted sometime today.

"I'll drop the letters off if you want," Miguel offers, silently happy to be able to get away from the house for a while. He still gets that cold chill every time he walks through that same hallway he did last night.

"Could you?" Claude says, his expression brightening considerably. "I appreciate it, Miguel."

Miguel smiles and takes the handful of letters from his teammate. "No problem," he says as he turns towards the front door, grabbing a set of keys that belongs to an old Ute the BBA had lent them to use when needed.

"Where are you going?" a certain voice asks, stopping him in his tracks for a moment.

"Just popping into town to post some letters," Miguel replies as he turns around, finding Kai standing a few feet behind him.

"Now?" Kai asks, an expression of concern appearing on his face. "Can't it wait until it stops raining?"

"It won't take long," Miguel replies, tilting his head to the side ever so slightly when he realizes that there is a sense of dread in Kai's normally bright ruby red eyes. And those ruby red eyes just darkened a shade.

"But…" Kai says, pausing for a moment, looking sad and desperate for a moment. "I don't want you to go."

The desperation in Kai's voice startles Miguel greatly. "Huh?"

A light blush adorns Kai's cheeks as he looks off to the side. "Last night, I mean, when you said…"

Miguel feels a chill race up his spine as he thinks about the figure from last night and he shivers. "I have to go," he says abruptly. "It'll distract me."

"But-"

"Won't be long," he says, cutting off Kai's protest with a raise of his hand and he turns to leave.

"Ah, Miguel, wait," Kai calls as he steps out onto the porch next to him, the rain starting to fall heavier. He grabs Miguel's arm in his hand and pauses as Miguel turns to look at him, surprise on his face. "Just be careful and don't take any chances."

Miguel eyes soften, his heart warming at the concern in Kai's voice and eyes. "I won't," he replies softly and places his hand on Kai's, giving it a gentle squeeze before he turns to dash out into the rain and jumps into his Ute. He gives Kai a quick wave, who waves back, hesitant, his arms moving to wrap themselves around himself. Miguel then starts the car and drives down the stone driveway, pulling out onto the road.

The mansion is situated on a mountain range, surrounded by trees and narrow roads. The road into town is a long and winding one. On one side there's trees, on the other side is a sheer cliff that goes straight down into a river below, so Miguel makes sure to drive slowly and carefully.

This drive is just what he needs to keep his mind away from that faceless image in his head. He can't afford to let his mind wander and he's grateful for the distraction. The trip into town went off without a hitch and Miguel posted those letters. Glancing at his watch, Miguel realizes that its getting late and the party probably has already started. Oh well, truly he's not in the mood for a party. He just wants to get home.

Taking to that road again, Miguel once again treats it with caution. Despite being a winding road, it's frequently used by locals and tourist alike. It can be quite busy.

Just then, something catches Miguel's eye and he looks up and sees, much to his horror, a black BMW race around a bend on the road, the guy talking on his phone. His car on the wrong side of the road and heading straight for Miguel…

"Oh shit…"

Sooo, what do you think? I'll update the next chapter very soon. Just after Halloween. You won't have to wait long for the next chapter, promise!

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