Alright, this is my first shot at a Beyblade Fanfic.

Summary: A game of 'spin the bottle' sparked Kai's curiosity and led to an experiment, but what happens when it becomes emotional..? TalaKai, Shonen Ai.

Rated for: ... nothing imparticular, probably the shonen ai-ness.

Enjoy!

CHAPTER 1 - THE KISS

I could hear voices and music coming from downstairs. It was Bryan's birthday and apparently Tala figured it would be a good idea to hold the party at my house… mansion. The reason being that my Grandfather was away on a business trip somewhere in the United Kingdom and Tala managed to chase the housekeeper out for the night.

Within half an hour things started getting wild and I realized that he invited practically the whole of Russia. There were people throwing things, couples making out on the sofas, people cursing other people and picking fights with them, not to mention the fact that I can't count the number of bottles opened in the past half hour. Might I add that I don't know three-quarter of the people in my house at the moment and I had no idea we had that much alcohol.

Me? I decided to stay out of it and wait upstairs for a while, hoping things will cool down.

It sounded pretty calm for the past ten minutes… I wonder why..? I crept down the stairs and stood at the door leading to the Living Room, hearing giggling coming from the other side of it. Mustering up enough courage to go into a room supposedly full of giggly teenage girls, I swung the door open, only to find everyone grinning at me… everyone except Tala…

"No way!" my red-head childhood friend shrieked. Alright, now I'm scared… wait, is that..? Please tell me it's just a coincidence that there's an empty bottle on the floor with it's top pointing at me…

"Kaaai…"

I didn't think so…

"No!" there was no way I would sink low enough to play a game like 'Spin the Bottle'!

"You heard the guy. Let's move on." Tala seemed very on edge.

"Oh, c'mon! It'll make for a good scene!" Bryan, on the other hand, seemed to be pushing whatever Tala was worried about in his face. Hold on…

I gasped, finally realizing what was going on here, "Wha…" no way! "I AM NOT GOING TO KISS HIM!!!"

That annoying giggling started again while Tala's face turned almost as red as his hair.

Before things could get any more awkward, I decided to walk in to the kitchen and heard the people in the Living Room talking about the next person's turn. They must be playing an extreme version of that game, as far as I know, they never made two people of the same gender kiss each other, not that I play that game a lot…

But... Tala was blushing… maybe he wanted to try it… what would it feel like? Would it be just like kissing a girl? Maybe I should try it sometime… ah! What am I thinking?! I hit my head with my hand as if trying to hit my thoughts back in to place. What the hell is wrong with me? I shouldn't even be thinking about kissing another guy, let alone Tala! I leaned on the table and put my head on my hands and dozed off for a bit… hey, having a thousand people in your house can be tiring.

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I woke up with Spencer calling my name and Tala's hand on my shoulder.

"What's the matter? Drank too much? Y'know, drinking until you pass out is bad." This coming from a guy who's just thrown away a bottle. His twentieth I would guess by the way he's leaning on me, probably to keep his balance. Nice but useless advice, Tala.

"No, I'm just tired." Things were quiet, the guests must have left. What time is it anyway? I looked at the window and saw a faint blue light glowing outside. Was it four? Five? "What time is it?"

"Uh…" Tala looked at his watch.

…

…

I shook my head and Spencer answered instead, "Four twenty-two."

"Why're you still here?" please don't tell me there's an after-party…

"C'mon, lighten up, Hiwatari." Why did I expect a comment like that? I sighed. Talking to a drunk Tala is just asking for a pointless conversation.

"The party ended twenty minutes ago." The sane one explained, "I was looking for you, Bryan's sick and Tala… well…" we both looked at the tipsy red-head playing fondly with a bottle cap like how a kitten plays with a roll of cotton. Shit. Now I'm likening him to a cat. It just reminded me how much I wanted him earlier… wait, WHAT?!

"We'll leave. You should go to bed, you look tired."

Yeah, I must be tired. I nodded and stood up as Spencer left the room, probably to find Bryan, while that bottle top seemed to be hypnotizing my kitten…

I walked over to him and grabbed the top, hearing him whimper slightly as a reaction. In the state he's in at the moment, I'm sure he won't mind if I try it… hell, I doubt he'll even remember when he sobers up…

I put my hands on his shoulders, taking a deep breath as he stared at me like a lost puppy… great, first a cat, now a puppy…

Sliding my finger across his lips, I slowly leaned in and nipped on his lower lip. His hands sprung up and pushed against my chest as if trying to push me away, instead I decided to finally do it and pressed my lips against his, curling an arm around his neck to make sure he doesn't pull back. A part of me wanted me to slap myself, while the other part wanted this moment to go on forever...

Even though he was now pushing on my chest more aggressively, it felt like he was kissing back. My heart pounded. Not so much because of the kiss, but the fact that I'm gonna have to break it and face whatever Tala has to say to me. I parted his lips and slid my tongue in to his mouth, he resisted a bit but eventually gave in and I used that as an oppertunity to explore him. He tasted terrible, like very strong alcohol, but I didn't break it… I couldn't… I started something I was afraid to stop… or maybe I just didn't want to stop… honestly, it felt good…

I heard footsteps coming from behind the door and moved away from Tala quickly. A moment later, Spencer emerges with a half-asleep, sick Bryan clinging to his shoulder. He looked at me then at my red-head sidekick who was looking shocked and wide-eyed.

"Tala, let's go." I guess at parties like this, Spencer speaks more than usual, being the down-to-earth one. Obediently, Tala follows the other two out, not taking his eyes of me until they were out the door.

I breathed out. I'm off the hook, and hopefully he'll forget after a few cups of coffee…

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