Hey! Well, before we get started here think I should address a few points.
First, this is an AU. Nothing really relating to Beyblade besides the characters and (hopefully, for the most part) their personalities. Much to my own frustration, I know nothing about any school systems outside Australia so I decided that the school system is the same as mine. I'm sorry if that annoys you but that's the way it has to be for me to understand my own writing.
Second, lets just get all the warnings over with:
Shounen ai. Don't like, don't read.
Swearing.
OOC. Yes, there will be times when this is necessary.
All of those will appear in this fic at one point of another. Unless it's warning number one. That one would be the central part of this fic.
For those of you still reading but do not like homosexual relationships, have no fear, there is multiple characters who are in heterosexual relationships in this fic.
Also, I would like to thank my beautiful beta reader Dreamlily. Without her this wouldn't be quite as thought through as it is. And my sister, PurpleMonkeyFlips01 who also read through this before allowing me to post it.
Anyway, sorry for the length of that. I will not put a long Authors Note in anymore.
Disclaimer: Metal Fight Beyblade belongs to it's rightful owners. Which does not include me.
"Kakeru, give me back my shoe!" I yelled, running down the hallway after my younger brother, who laughed hysterically.
"I have no idea what you're talking about Kyouya," Kakeru replied, not slowing down but laughed even harder through the lounge room.
I was frustrated to say the least. I had places to be. "Give me the fucking shoe!"
My brother only smiled and ran into the bathroom, locking the door and leaving me to bash down the stupid piece of wood. I was lucky that our mother wasn't home. She would have a fit if she had heard me yelling that much. I probably wouldn't be allowed to leave the house for a month.
On topic though, "I am going to be late Kakeru! Give me my goddamn shoe!"
Kakeru rolled his eyes and opened the door. "Honestly Kyouya, why do you even want to go out? It's the last day of holidays, you should be moping about being your Kyouya-y self," he said, holding out the missing black converse sneaker to me. I had half the mind to punch his face in, but that would go against everything I do for him when Mum's home.
"Because I feel like going. I sure as hell don't want to be stuck home with you. God knows when Mum'll be home."
"Yeah, sure... It has nothing to do with her now does it?" Kakeru smirked at me.
I simply rolled my eyes. For months Kakeru had been convinced that I have a crush on Madoka despite that she's been dating Ginga for over a year. I don't even know how he came to that conclusion.
"I'm leaving," I announced, grabbing my phone and wallet. "Call me if you need anything and if Mum comes home drunk go to Ryuto's."
"Okay!"
Walking down the street I really hoped that Mum wouldn't come home. It's not that she hates Kakeru. She hates me though. She isn't abusive towards Kakeru but if I'm not home I don't know what she'd do to him. She's an abusive drunk so that really didn't help with much since if she came home drunk she'd happily beat the shit out of him. Sometimes I think she might be on drugs too. You know like, Ice or something. I don't even know. I didn't really pay attention during the drugs unit in health at school.
There's a lot of times when I ask — maybe I force — Kakeru to go to the Way's house so that he doesn't get hurt while I fight with our Mum. When Kakeru gets hurt by Mum I don't forgive myself for weeks and I have never, nor will I ever, forgive Mum.
When I think about it, me protecting Kakeru is probably the main reason for our awful mother-son relationship. Still, I constantly find myself wanting her approval of my choices.
I could smell the popcorn before I saw the cinema. The popcorn smell made me realise just how hungry I actually was. I hadn't eaten anything since about midday and it's about eight o'clock now. I needed food.
What could I eat though? I supposed there was always cinema food but that's not really decent dinner food since that's pretty much popcorn and ice cream. Actually I really felt like eating pizza. Maybe I'd just buy some pizza after the movie. Yeah, that's what I'd do.
As to be expected, the first people I saw as I walked into the cinema lobby is Ginga Hagane and Madoka Amano who were talking to a thoroughly disgusted Hikaru Hasama. I couldn't even contain the smirk that I knew must've been on my face. It was just too funny, the look on Hikaru's face.
I know exactly what Ginga and Madoka are like when they're together and truth be told, it's kind of awkward sometimes. Especially if you're alone with them. I'm speaking from experience.
As it is Hikaru was the first to see me and I don't think I've ever seen anyone look so relieved.
"Kyouya! Finally! Someone to make them stop being so lovey-dovey. It's disgusting," she complained as I walked over to them.
I smirked. "Please guys, just carry on doing whatever you were doing before."
That earned me a punch in the arm. I probably deserved it too.
"Hey Kyouya," Ginga laughed. Madoka just rolled her eyes at me and smiled.
"Kyouya!"
I knew that voice. It could only belong to one purple haired weirdo. I turned around just in time to see Benkei before I was pulled into a bone crushing hug. Without a second thought I had pushed my hand between us, forcing him to let go.
"There is such a thing called personal space Benkei. I like mine. Hi Kenta," I said to the short green haired boy behind Benkei.
"Kyouya didn't even say hello to me!" Benkei complained. I ignored him. One day he'll get over my lack of saying hello to him every time he tries to kill me. Maybe he'd even stop trying to kill me? Probably not.
"Hey Kyouya!" Kenta smiled. He was greeted warmly by everyone. No-one could ignore that kid. Maybe it's because he's always been nice to everyone. I don't know.
That was when my phone decided to ring.
I pulled the black Nokia out of my pocket and looked at the caller I.D. Kakeru. Of course. Who else would call me? I walked a short distance away from the group and pressed the green phone shape on the keypad to answer.
"Yes?"
"Can you bring KFC home or something? There's nothing in the cupboards or the fridge," Kakeru whined in my ear.
If he was with me, I would've punch him. He knew how much I hate when he does that whiney voice. It's so squeaky and child-like. It's like having a two year old singing in your ear or having a chair squeak across the kitchen tiles. Yes, that's how painful it is to hear Kakeru whining.
"Go get some yourself or you'll be waiting for another two and a half hours."
My brother groaned on the other end of the line. "Why so late?"
"Because I say so."
"But Kyouya—"
"No."
I actually felt kind of bad for saying no. I hadn't been out to get anything decent to eat lately, and everything Mum buys is really unhealthy and also tastes disgusting. Maybe I should just buy him something on the way home.
"Fine. I'll get Ryuto to meet me somewhere and get something."
"Okay. See ya."
I ended the call and walked back over to where my friends where gathered. Tsubasa and Yuu had arrived while I'd been talking on the phone.
Ginga smiled when I returned. "Okay, now everyone's here, let's get our tickets and food!"
Ginga really needs to stop thinking about food. Whenever you're out with him he'll ask for food. Usually he goes for the hamburgers though. They're his favourite. And before you get any ideas, no, I didn't ask him. He just makes it so obvious.
"What movie are we seeing?" I asked when we were nearing the front of the tickets queue. It's the one question that Ginga had never answered when we asked him.
Ginga beamed at me. "Finding Nemo in 3D!"
And so I punched him. Hard. "Why didn't you tell us we were seeing a kids movie?"
"Well, actually, I told everyone else. I knew you wouldn't come if I told you though. So I didn't tell you. Pretty genius, huh?" Ginga said.
Patience. Wearing. Thin.
"No, I wouldn't've come. And lucky me, I can still leave! Goodbye."
I turned around to leave when Ginga started laughing.
"Well, as long as you don't need this," he held up my wallet, "I guess you won't mind." He skipped, literally, to the glass ticket booth. "Two concession tickets for Finding Nemo 3D please!" Ginga said, way too happily, holding out my money.
"Hey!"
I walked back to Ginga who was now smiling and holding up two tickets to see the movie.
"Now you have to come!" He smiled. Ginga was smiling too much today. It's annoying.
All the same, I still followed him through the food area as he used his money to buy our food. Lucky for him, the food cost more than the actual ticket did. Then we walked through past the ticket guy, giving him our tickets so he knew we'd paid, and walked into cinema five with our friends.
Somehow I ended up sitting on the end of our row next to Hikaru. Man can that girl eat. She'd finished her ice cream and most of her popcorn during the pre-movie ads! I, on the other hand, sat and ate with an awful feeling in my stomach.
I tried to get comfortable in my seat but I couldn't. The awful feeling in my stomach wasn't the sick kind of feeling either so I just ate my popcorn, trying to push the feeling away.
About twenty minutes into the movie I'd managed to convince myself that nothing was going to happen and so I started to relax into the chair to enjoy the movie. That was a big mistake.
Not too long after, about ten to fifteen minutes, I felt hot breath on my ear. I could hear someone breathing heavily and turned my head, looking into lust glazed eyes.
"Hikaru, are you okay?" I asked, leaning back a little.
The blue haired female in front of me just moved closer though, sitting on the armrest with her hands coming to settle just above my knees. To be honest, not only did it make me feel uncomfortable, I was feeling extremely sick. It felt disgusting. It felt wrong. And yet, I knew that most guys at school would kill someone for Hikaru to be doing this to them.
"I'm feeling more than okay Kyouya," She said, her voice sounding as if she was trying to be sexy.
Let's look at this situation. Most guys at school would've loved for her to touch them like this, but I found it disgusting and quite frankly, the biggest turn off in the history of turn offs. Is it because we're friends? Or is it just because I don't like her like that?
"Do you wanna come home with me? It's so boring here," she said, her hand sliding a little further up my leg. How does anyone find that voice sexy? It's repulsive! I started to question how anyone could even find her attractive. Sure, she looks good, but her thoughts are clearly not what you want nor expect.
Her hand moved even further up my leg, reaching the one place I never wanted her to touch. Ever. And that's why I found myself standing up, pushing my half full popcorn into Hikaru's hands and leaving.
I walked out the door to cinema five and out into the cinema lobby. I walked out of the cinema and back down the street towards my house.
Kakeru would question why I'm home early. He's not expecting me until ten thirty but it's wasn't even nine thirty yet. What was I supposed to say to him? 'Oh you know Hikaru? Yeah, she just started acting weird so I decided to come home." No, that wouldn't work with my brother. He's only one year younger than me for gods sake.
Slowly I walked up to the front door of our house. I could hear someone yelling 'take that' mixed among 'damn it' a lot. I guess he really did get Ryuto to come over. I entered the house and went to the lounge room where I found two fifteen year olds playing a game on the Xbox.
"Ryuto, get your ass home before your mum starts to worry," I said.
It's not that I don't like the kid, because I do, he's awesome, but Izumi, his mum, would start to worry if he wasn't back from our house by nine thirty. She was probably worrying already knowing her.
"But I don't wanna go," Ryuto whined.
"What are you doing home?" Kakeru asked at the same time.
"I didn't feel like watching Finding Nemo in 3D. Ryuto, if you aren't out that front door soon your mum will freak out."
"No."
I sighed and rubbed my temples. I didn't have time for this. "Ryuto go. Or else you won't be allowed back."
Kakeru sighed. "Come on, you know he's serious."
Ryuto got up from his bean bag and began walking to the front door, followed by Kakeru. At the door I knew they'd hug. It's what they do. Sometimes I swear they're gay. But they aren't. At least not as far as I know.
After I heard the front door lock, I walked up the stairs to my bedroom, flicked the lights on and closed the door. I just wanted to sleep. Maybe that'd make everything not so weird. Maybe I'll understand what Hikaru did.
I peeled my clothes off and threw them into the corner then pulled on a pair of sweat pants and a grey singlet. Then my bedroom door opened and in walked my brother.
"Going to bed already?" He asked, plopping down onto my bed.
I just nodded and pushed him over so I could get into my bed. Truthfully, I actually was tired.
"Kyouya, what actually happened at the movies?"
"Nothing." I didn't want to have this conversation. Not right now anyway.
"Come on, something must've happened. Tell me," Kakeru put on that whiney voice again.
"Shut up Kakeru. Nothing happened. I just want to go to sleep! I'm tired," I snapped. This seemed to get through to him.
"Okay, fine. Goodnight Kyo," He said, ruffling my hair slightly. I didn't even bother to complain.
Next thing I knew, my bedroom light was turned off and the door closed, leaving me in darkness. The full force of how tired I was hit me like a ton of bricks. My eyes got all droopy and closed.
The last thing though in my head before I fell asleep was, 'Why was I so turned off?'
Okay, so I honestly can say that I have the general idea for this fic thought out. Now review like the good minions you are :3
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