Disclaimer: Beyblade and its characters were created by Takao Aoki, making them his property, not mine.
Warnings: mild language, and in Kai's POV (was told to try it .) my first Kai's POV, that's a scary thought... OOCness, most likely... it's hard getting in that Kai's head O.o;;;
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Alright. What was I doing? Right now, I'm standing in line, waiting to reach the register. People are bumping me, staring at me, even a few were giggling while talking about me.
The things I do for Tyson...!
Looking down at the rose in my hand, I was beginning to wonder if it was really worth it. I've seen him get a rose before. From that kid, Kane.
Tyson was blushing, actually getting embarrassed. And it takes a lot to get him embarrassed.
Sighing, I continued to inspect the rose, hesitation building. I could just step out of line, hand the rose to someone else, and leave. Leave behind all these ridiculous lovesick idiots.
... Unfortunately, I feel pretty at-home with them. I think I qualify as a lovesick idiot. Not that I would ever admit that out loud.
... If I hear that girl call me a bishie one more time, I swear I'm gonna hit her with my car!
The line moved up somemore. Taking a breath, I had to try and slow my heart, and steady my nerves. I was just buying a flower. What was the big deal?
Who I wanted to give it to, I should think. "Anything else?" the woman behind the register asked, smiling kindly.
Alright, why was she looking at me like that? Oh hell, I think I'm blushing! "Yeah," I manage to grunt.
She's humming an old romance tune while she's wrapping it, carefully. I glanced around, realizing the flowershop was only getting more crowded.
More last minute shoppers. Pathetic.
... I'm one to talk. I'm one of them.
"So, who's it for?" the woman asks, conversationally. I shoot her a look, one saying 'it's none of your business'. But it has no effect, she just continues to smile.
Damnit, am I still blushing? Hell, I am!
"A friend..." I muttered.
"Girlfriend?" she asks, as she wraps a ribbon around the rose's stem which was wrapped with white paper.
"... Hardly."
She raises an eyebrow at that. I couldn't help but smirk right then. Shocking people is starting to become a favorite past-time. I shocked Rei, Max, Kenny, and Hilary when I said I wanted to get something for Tyson.
... Of course Hilary was more than enthusiastic, once the shock subsided. Telling me Tyson had a thing for roses. That he liked how they smelled, and he actually thought they were pretty.
Hn, I would get him a dozen, if I didn't feel so weird carrying a dozen red roses around. One will have to do.
"So... not a girlfriend?"
"No."
"Girl... friend?"
"Hn."
"A friend who's a girl, who you want as a girlfriend?" she pressed.
Right. Now I was getting annoyed. I held open my wallet, "how much?"
She blinked, then grinned sheepishly. "Tell you what, since you're nervous, you can take it... free of charge..."[1]
I glared at her, slightly. Not strong enough to make her back off, but enough to make her clear her throat, and make her think twice.
I don't like charity. Never have. Hopefully never will. She handed me Tyson's rose back, then smiled at the guy behind me.
"Next please?"
I glared at her, "how much?" I ask again. She smiles, but doesn't answer. Damnit, the guy's right beside me now, and he's getting his flowers rung up.
Damn charity! Sighing, I take Tyson's rose, and walk out. Being called a 'bishie' again in the process. It's a good thing the girl looks like she's not ready to leave, otherwise I would hit her with my car.
Once outside, I sit in my car for a moment, just staring at the rose. What am I thinking? Am I nuts? Okay, yes, I am starting to believe that. Shrugging, I sit the rose in the passenger seat, a little gently, for some odd reason. Then I put the key in the ignition and turn it.
Alright, next stop Kinomiya Dojo.
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Couples, hugging, kissing, holding hands. How I hate to see all this. And I would do something about it, but apparently driving on the sidewalk is illegal.
Jealousy is not a good feeling for me to have.
Once I was done parking, I walked a little slowly to the Kinomiya's frontdoor. And a little nervously, I knocked. Some minutes later, heavy footsteps were coming to the door. Once it opened, this nervousness returned, 10 times stronger. I hastily hid the rose behind my back.
Tyson's dad.
Oh peachy. Do I not have just the best timing?
He smiled kindly. "Kai, wasn't it?" he asks.
I don't know, but there's no way I can muster up enough guts to be sarcastic to this guy. Either because I find him a little intimidating, or it's merely because he's Tyson's dad.
"Uh, yes... my name's Kai Hiwatari," I say slowly.
He grins, "how can I help you?"
"Uh... I'm here to see Tyson..."
"Hmm... and what do you have behind you?" he asks, eyebrow raising questioningly.
Damn, was he observant. Swallowing, I held the rose out for him to see. He looked a little surprised.
"And that's for...?"
"... Your son."
He stares at me, perplexed. Then he frowns, slightly. "Please, come in."
Okay, I am not liking this so far. I was allowed in, but I couldn't go any further, since Tyson's father was pretty much blocking the way into the house. He placed his hands on his hips, studying me in a way.
"... What are your intentions?"
Alright, now I'm blushing again. My intentions?
"What do you mean?" I ask.
His eyes turn into a hardened glare. Oh hell, now I'm in trouble. Tyson's dad is cool and everything; but 'cool' parents usually care a lot about their kids, resulting in over-protectiveness.
"The rose, Kai... what do you want it to stand for?"
What do I want it to stand for? Good question. I had no answer. I just bought it because I wanted to give Tyson something for Valentines' Day. But I guess I needed some honesty. I liked Tyson. Plain and simple. Maybe even loved. But who am I to admit it out loud?
I looked at the rose, pursing my lips. "I want... it to stand for..." I couldn't finish the sentence. Not with his dad watching me so very carefully.
"... Love," I mutter.
No reply. No snort of distaste. No response, whatsoever. But I still didn't want to look up. How could I? Would he look at me with disgust? Horror?
"... Kai..."
I sigh, and looked up at Tyson's dad, a little... meekly, almost. Seriously, there is this air about Tyson's dad that intimidates.
He pats my shoulder in a friendly manner, to my surprise. "I'm sure Tyson'll like it just fine... he loves roses..."
"Uh, yeah... I heard."
He nodded, smiling sadly. "He loves them because his mother loved them, very much."
Then he nods his approval. Backing up, and heading into the house. Taking that as an invitation, I take off my shoes, and head in.
"Uh, where is he?" I ask.
"In his room..."
Nodding, I head for Tyson's room. I've never really been in there. So, in all honestly I was getting more nervous. Damn thy sweaty palms!
Clearing my throat, I knocked on the door.
"... eah?" Tyson's voice calls.
Sighing, I grab the knob and turn it, peering into the room. He's sitting crosslegged on his bed, elbows on his knees, hands on his cheeks, as he reads a manga. Wearing a pair of blue jeans, and yellow t-shirt, and no cap.
"Tyson?"
He looks up, then stares at me in shock. Yep, I can shock anyone these days. "Kai? Hey, what're you doing here?"
".... Nice greeting."
Tyson laughs, as he uncrosses his legs, swinging them off the edge of his bed, and hops to his feet, rushing to me. Pulling open the door, he smiles.
"C' mon in... don't mind the mess," he jokes.
I glance around, perplexed. Tyson's room. Almost holy ground to Tyson's admirers. Nothing too special about it; mangas laying around, papers, notebooks, anime videos and DVDs, his computer was on, playing Blink182 softly.
Yeah, nothing special? Then why could I barely breathe. Tyson has a scent, a unique scent; Like outside after it rains. His room held that lingering smell. I couldn't help but take a small breath.
He raises an eyebrow, "so, what can I do for you?" he asks.
His rose is behind my back, still. I'm not sure if this is suspicious or not, but as Rei says, "Tyson's not exactly the brightest crayon in the box."[2] Oddly, Rei said it with a lot of affection. Hn, I still think I have to watch him, around Tyson.
Swallowing, I finally just drew the rose out, and held it out to Tyson. I made sure to look at something else. A CD case of Blink182. That looked interesting enough, so I stared at it.
"... That for me?"
I nod, still staring at the CD case. Tyson takes the rose from me. I glance at him for a second. His eyes are wide with surprise. This is where I expected him to shoot me a look, and ask me what the catch was.
But instead he smiles, sniffing the rose delicately. "Mmmmm..." he murmurs, "smells nice." He smiles widely at me, "thanks, Kai..."
"... Happy Valentines' Day," I say, slowly. There, at least he knows the occasion. Tyson laughs, and sits the rose on his bed very gently. Then dashes to his dresser, pulling open the top drawer. In a minute, he's running back to me, holding out a small box.
"Here... sorry, I never had to shop for someone like you before, so..." he says, shrugging.
"Someone like me?" I ask, dryly. "Should I be offended?" He blushes a bit. Cute.
"You know what I mean..." he mumbles, kicking his right foot, shyly.
Nodding, I looked at the box, then back at Tyson. "Should I...?"
"Oh, uh yeah... I'd rather you did... ya know... to see if you like it..."
I nodded again, and started opening it. Yeah, my heart beating a little harder with anticipation. Hell, Tyson, you could get me a damn rock, and I'd treasure it my whole life if it came from you. Pushing the box open, two earrings; simple silver studs.
"I, uh... noticed your ear was pierced, so... uh... yeah..." he's blushing even more. Very cute.
I smile. I know it's rare for me to smile. But Tyson's gift, it has made me happy. "Thanks, Tyson... but, I don't really wear them anymore..."
His expression drops. "Oh... well, uh... if you want, I can..." he starts to stammer.
Hn, there it is. My confidence is back. I guess seeing Tyson all flustered was the confidence builder I needed. I smirk at Tyson, a bit. "I'll wear it if you want me to..."
There we go, he's blushing again. "Uh, what?"
"You want me to wear it, Tyson, I will."
"Um... yeah, Kai... I kinda..."
"Kinda what?" I press.
"... Wear your earring for me?" he asks, softly.
"... Only for you."
He's blushing. He's too cute. So I just stepped up to him, pulling him into a hug. It's like he melts in my arms, contouring to fit against me. Even nestles his head under my chin.
Hn, I could get to like this.
"... Suki desu, Kai..."
"......"
Rude? Yes. Cruel? Sort of. But I can't. Not yet. I do love Tyson. At least I'm pretty sure I do. Sorry, Tyson but I can't say it. Not yet.
"Can you wait?" I ask, quietly.
"..... You need to ask?"
I chuckle, as I hug Tyson closer. This was enough. I could wait. And so could he? We may not be real lovers yet, but I still have things to take care of. Then Tyson Kinomiya, will I say "ai shiteru."
~~~
"What's with the earring?"
"Yeah, Kai... I thought you stopped wearing it..."
"... Something about Tyson not liking it?"
"I never said that!"
"You don't like my earring, Rei? Max?"
"Uhhh..."
"Well, not really..."
"Tyson got it for me..."
"........ It's so cool!"
"Suits you so well!!!"
"... Gee, thanks..."
~The End.~
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[1] that really happened to a friend... he was feeling a little weird buying a rose, so the lady said he could just have one...
[2] I like this saying, a lot... it was used to describe me a couple times, and I just find it funny ^^()
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meh, I dunno... I was tired, so sue me... Kai's POV may be OOC, but I had a LITTLE bit of fun with it, heh ^_^() I smell smoke! eeks, FLAMES!!! *dives under a table* . I'm still new in the realm of TyKa, so yeah... ah well, Happy Valentines' day.
Warnings: mild language, and in Kai's POV (was told to try it .) my first Kai's POV, that's a scary thought... OOCness, most likely... it's hard getting in that Kai's head O.o;;;
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Alright. What was I doing? Right now, I'm standing in line, waiting to reach the register. People are bumping me, staring at me, even a few were giggling while talking about me.
The things I do for Tyson...!
Looking down at the rose in my hand, I was beginning to wonder if it was really worth it. I've seen him get a rose before. From that kid, Kane.
Tyson was blushing, actually getting embarrassed. And it takes a lot to get him embarrassed.
Sighing, I continued to inspect the rose, hesitation building. I could just step out of line, hand the rose to someone else, and leave. Leave behind all these ridiculous lovesick idiots.
... Unfortunately, I feel pretty at-home with them. I think I qualify as a lovesick idiot. Not that I would ever admit that out loud.
... If I hear that girl call me a bishie one more time, I swear I'm gonna hit her with my car!
The line moved up somemore. Taking a breath, I had to try and slow my heart, and steady my nerves. I was just buying a flower. What was the big deal?
Who I wanted to give it to, I should think. "Anything else?" the woman behind the register asked, smiling kindly.
Alright, why was she looking at me like that? Oh hell, I think I'm blushing! "Yeah," I manage to grunt.
She's humming an old romance tune while she's wrapping it, carefully. I glanced around, realizing the flowershop was only getting more crowded.
More last minute shoppers. Pathetic.
... I'm one to talk. I'm one of them.
"So, who's it for?" the woman asks, conversationally. I shoot her a look, one saying 'it's none of your business'. But it has no effect, she just continues to smile.
Damnit, am I still blushing? Hell, I am!
"A friend..." I muttered.
"Girlfriend?" she asks, as she wraps a ribbon around the rose's stem which was wrapped with white paper.
"... Hardly."
She raises an eyebrow at that. I couldn't help but smirk right then. Shocking people is starting to become a favorite past-time. I shocked Rei, Max, Kenny, and Hilary when I said I wanted to get something for Tyson.
... Of course Hilary was more than enthusiastic, once the shock subsided. Telling me Tyson had a thing for roses. That he liked how they smelled, and he actually thought they were pretty.
Hn, I would get him a dozen, if I didn't feel so weird carrying a dozen red roses around. One will have to do.
"So... not a girlfriend?"
"No."
"Girl... friend?"
"Hn."
"A friend who's a girl, who you want as a girlfriend?" she pressed.
Right. Now I was getting annoyed. I held open my wallet, "how much?"
She blinked, then grinned sheepishly. "Tell you what, since you're nervous, you can take it... free of charge..."[1]
I glared at her, slightly. Not strong enough to make her back off, but enough to make her clear her throat, and make her think twice.
I don't like charity. Never have. Hopefully never will. She handed me Tyson's rose back, then smiled at the guy behind me.
"Next please?"
I glared at her, "how much?" I ask again. She smiles, but doesn't answer. Damnit, the guy's right beside me now, and he's getting his flowers rung up.
Damn charity! Sighing, I take Tyson's rose, and walk out. Being called a 'bishie' again in the process. It's a good thing the girl looks like she's not ready to leave, otherwise I would hit her with my car.
Once outside, I sit in my car for a moment, just staring at the rose. What am I thinking? Am I nuts? Okay, yes, I am starting to believe that. Shrugging, I sit the rose in the passenger seat, a little gently, for some odd reason. Then I put the key in the ignition and turn it.
Alright, next stop Kinomiya Dojo.
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Couples, hugging, kissing, holding hands. How I hate to see all this. And I would do something about it, but apparently driving on the sidewalk is illegal.
Jealousy is not a good feeling for me to have.
Once I was done parking, I walked a little slowly to the Kinomiya's frontdoor. And a little nervously, I knocked. Some minutes later, heavy footsteps were coming to the door. Once it opened, this nervousness returned, 10 times stronger. I hastily hid the rose behind my back.
Tyson's dad.
Oh peachy. Do I not have just the best timing?
He smiled kindly. "Kai, wasn't it?" he asks.
I don't know, but there's no way I can muster up enough guts to be sarcastic to this guy. Either because I find him a little intimidating, or it's merely because he's Tyson's dad.
"Uh, yes... my name's Kai Hiwatari," I say slowly.
He grins, "how can I help you?"
"Uh... I'm here to see Tyson..."
"Hmm... and what do you have behind you?" he asks, eyebrow raising questioningly.
Damn, was he observant. Swallowing, I held the rose out for him to see. He looked a little surprised.
"And that's for...?"
"... Your son."
He stares at me, perplexed. Then he frowns, slightly. "Please, come in."
Okay, I am not liking this so far. I was allowed in, but I couldn't go any further, since Tyson's father was pretty much blocking the way into the house. He placed his hands on his hips, studying me in a way.
"... What are your intentions?"
Alright, now I'm blushing again. My intentions?
"What do you mean?" I ask.
His eyes turn into a hardened glare. Oh hell, now I'm in trouble. Tyson's dad is cool and everything; but 'cool' parents usually care a lot about their kids, resulting in over-protectiveness.
"The rose, Kai... what do you want it to stand for?"
What do I want it to stand for? Good question. I had no answer. I just bought it because I wanted to give Tyson something for Valentines' Day. But I guess I needed some honesty. I liked Tyson. Plain and simple. Maybe even loved. But who am I to admit it out loud?
I looked at the rose, pursing my lips. "I want... it to stand for..." I couldn't finish the sentence. Not with his dad watching me so very carefully.
"... Love," I mutter.
No reply. No snort of distaste. No response, whatsoever. But I still didn't want to look up. How could I? Would he look at me with disgust? Horror?
"... Kai..."
I sigh, and looked up at Tyson's dad, a little... meekly, almost. Seriously, there is this air about Tyson's dad that intimidates.
He pats my shoulder in a friendly manner, to my surprise. "I'm sure Tyson'll like it just fine... he loves roses..."
"Uh, yeah... I heard."
He nodded, smiling sadly. "He loves them because his mother loved them, very much."
Then he nods his approval. Backing up, and heading into the house. Taking that as an invitation, I take off my shoes, and head in.
"Uh, where is he?" I ask.
"In his room..."
Nodding, I head for Tyson's room. I've never really been in there. So, in all honestly I was getting more nervous. Damn thy sweaty palms!
Clearing my throat, I knocked on the door.
"... eah?" Tyson's voice calls.
Sighing, I grab the knob and turn it, peering into the room. He's sitting crosslegged on his bed, elbows on his knees, hands on his cheeks, as he reads a manga. Wearing a pair of blue jeans, and yellow t-shirt, and no cap.
"Tyson?"
He looks up, then stares at me in shock. Yep, I can shock anyone these days. "Kai? Hey, what're you doing here?"
".... Nice greeting."
Tyson laughs, as he uncrosses his legs, swinging them off the edge of his bed, and hops to his feet, rushing to me. Pulling open the door, he smiles.
"C' mon in... don't mind the mess," he jokes.
I glance around, perplexed. Tyson's room. Almost holy ground to Tyson's admirers. Nothing too special about it; mangas laying around, papers, notebooks, anime videos and DVDs, his computer was on, playing Blink182 softly.
Yeah, nothing special? Then why could I barely breathe. Tyson has a scent, a unique scent; Like outside after it rains. His room held that lingering smell. I couldn't help but take a small breath.
He raises an eyebrow, "so, what can I do for you?" he asks.
His rose is behind my back, still. I'm not sure if this is suspicious or not, but as Rei says, "Tyson's not exactly the brightest crayon in the box."[2] Oddly, Rei said it with a lot of affection. Hn, I still think I have to watch him, around Tyson.
Swallowing, I finally just drew the rose out, and held it out to Tyson. I made sure to look at something else. A CD case of Blink182. That looked interesting enough, so I stared at it.
"... That for me?"
I nod, still staring at the CD case. Tyson takes the rose from me. I glance at him for a second. His eyes are wide with surprise. This is where I expected him to shoot me a look, and ask me what the catch was.
But instead he smiles, sniffing the rose delicately. "Mmmmm..." he murmurs, "smells nice." He smiles widely at me, "thanks, Kai..."
"... Happy Valentines' Day," I say, slowly. There, at least he knows the occasion. Tyson laughs, and sits the rose on his bed very gently. Then dashes to his dresser, pulling open the top drawer. In a minute, he's running back to me, holding out a small box.
"Here... sorry, I never had to shop for someone like you before, so..." he says, shrugging.
"Someone like me?" I ask, dryly. "Should I be offended?" He blushes a bit. Cute.
"You know what I mean..." he mumbles, kicking his right foot, shyly.
Nodding, I looked at the box, then back at Tyson. "Should I...?"
"Oh, uh yeah... I'd rather you did... ya know... to see if you like it..."
I nodded again, and started opening it. Yeah, my heart beating a little harder with anticipation. Hell, Tyson, you could get me a damn rock, and I'd treasure it my whole life if it came from you. Pushing the box open, two earrings; simple silver studs.
"I, uh... noticed your ear was pierced, so... uh... yeah..." he's blushing even more. Very cute.
I smile. I know it's rare for me to smile. But Tyson's gift, it has made me happy. "Thanks, Tyson... but, I don't really wear them anymore..."
His expression drops. "Oh... well, uh... if you want, I can..." he starts to stammer.
Hn, there it is. My confidence is back. I guess seeing Tyson all flustered was the confidence builder I needed. I smirk at Tyson, a bit. "I'll wear it if you want me to..."
There we go, he's blushing again. "Uh, what?"
"You want me to wear it, Tyson, I will."
"Um... yeah, Kai... I kinda..."
"Kinda what?" I press.
"... Wear your earring for me?" he asks, softly.
"... Only for you."
He's blushing. He's too cute. So I just stepped up to him, pulling him into a hug. It's like he melts in my arms, contouring to fit against me. Even nestles his head under my chin.
Hn, I could get to like this.
"... Suki desu, Kai..."
"......"
Rude? Yes. Cruel? Sort of. But I can't. Not yet. I do love Tyson. At least I'm pretty sure I do. Sorry, Tyson but I can't say it. Not yet.
"Can you wait?" I ask, quietly.
"..... You need to ask?"
I chuckle, as I hug Tyson closer. This was enough. I could wait. And so could he? We may not be real lovers yet, but I still have things to take care of. Then Tyson Kinomiya, will I say "ai shiteru."
~~~
"What's with the earring?"
"Yeah, Kai... I thought you stopped wearing it..."
"... Something about Tyson not liking it?"
"I never said that!"
"You don't like my earring, Rei? Max?"
"Uhhh..."
"Well, not really..."
"Tyson got it for me..."
"........ It's so cool!"
"Suits you so well!!!"
"... Gee, thanks..."
~The End.~
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[1] that really happened to a friend... he was feeling a little weird buying a rose, so the lady said he could just have one...
[2] I like this saying, a lot... it was used to describe me a couple times, and I just find it funny ^^()
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meh, I dunno... I was tired, so sue me... Kai's POV may be OOC, but I had a LITTLE bit of fun with it, heh ^_^() I smell smoke! eeks, FLAMES!!! *dives under a table* . I'm still new in the realm of TyKa, so yeah... ah well, Happy Valentines' day.
