Disclaimer: If I owned Beyblade, I'd buy myself more booze with my millions of dollars, 'cause I'm out. :'(

So this story is based on something I have to live with on a daily basis in my own life, and sometimes, it really is this difficult to live with. I've decided to write this, because today has been one of those days where it's been flaring up more than usual.

I hope you enjoy!

"C'mon guys! Another 3 laps!" shouted Hiro Kinomiya, my 3rd least favourite person in the world, as he made us bust our asses. I heard my friends groan, but I stayed silent, not wanting to give him the satisfaction to know he was wearing me down. My lungs were burning. The 6 of us kept a steady pace, with me bringing up the rear, because I didn't stand for stragglers.

When we were finally finished our 25 laps, we all stopped to catch our breath, inhaling sweet oxygen into our lungs.

"Jeez...and I thought...you were bad Kai." panted Hiro's younger brother, and my boyfriend of 2 years, Tyson Kinomiya, as beads of sweat dripped down from his celestial blue hair. I chuckled softly. Everyone knew how much he hated running.

"Suck it up Princess." I shot back. We shared a grin, before I took a swig from my water bottle, the cool liquid relieving my parched throat.

"Alright, good job boys. Especially you Kenny, Kai only had to pull you up 8 times this time." God, that had been annoying... "That's enough for today. Tomorrow is a rest day, but be all back here for 8am sharp Tuesday morning. I'm looking at you Daichi. 8Am sharp." Repeated Hiro.

"Oy, I get it already!" grumbled Daichi.

But the rest of the world seemed to fade away as I stared at Tyson. His sweat-soaked shirt clung to his well defined upper torso and a thin sheet of sweat make his muscles glisten. He definitely wasn't a chubby little kid anymore, not that it mattered. I'd still fuck him 8- ways to Sunday even if he gained all the weight back.

"Kai?" His voice broke me out of my trance. "You okay buddy? You're kinda staring off into space."

I smirked.

His eyes widened. "Kai! Omph!" He grunted as I picked him up, his scent washed over me and I could feel my pants tighten.

"Best if we save the shower for later."

"KAI!" he laughed, "See you tomorrow guys!"

"Have fun you too!" laughed Max.

"Jeez, 2 years and they're still going at it like rabbits." Ray scoffed.

"I heard that!" I called over my shoulder before taking Tyson to our house, before throwing on to the mattress and ravishing his body.

~Dream~

My heart raced as I came to a dead end. I looked all around for an escape.

"Hahahahahaha, there's no where left to go Young Kai."

I pressed myself up against the brick wall as I watch Boris pull out a gun.

Bang.

The pain hit me hard and air left my body as I looked down. I pulled my hand away from my stomach to see it covered in blood. I looked back up at Boris, stunned.

He smirked and pulled the trigger again.

Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang

~End Dream~

I bolted up in bed, and gasped as I felt a sharp stabbing pain from my stomach. I touched it with my hand and looked cautiously. There was no blood.

The hell?

That had been a dream, hadn't it? I groaned at the pain radiating from my stomach.

"Kai?" Tyson looked up at me sleepily, he must've seen the pain on my face because was suddenly upright. "Kai, what's wrong?"

"Had a nightmare, now my stomach is hurting."

"That's weird." he forced me to lay back down, flicked on the light and examined my torso. "Kai. I can't see anything out of the ordinary. Maybe you hurt a muscle earlier? We were going at it pretty hard."

"Hn. Maybe."

"Let me go get you some Advil." He walked out the room while I stared out at the full moon, the dream playing over in my head and Boris' twisted smile imbedded into my memory.

Hey guys, how was that for a first chapter? Please leave a review telling me what you thought!