The Ladies Man- Chapter One
A/N: Here it is! I dunno if this plot has been used before (I didn't read it anywhere, and if it has, I was unaware) so I dunno if it's super cliché. I love this story though, I spent a lot of time on it and it's my baby. It's my first AU, so be kind. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade and I definitely don't make any money off of writing this fiction.
"Tyson, you're an idiot." Hilary said with a sigh as one of her best friends, Tyson Kinomiya, was walking back towards her and Max.
"Just hit him when he's down, Hil." Tyson groaned, rubbing his violently red cheek.
"Aw man, which line did you use this time?" Max Mizuhara asked lightheartedly. He had an arm slung around his girlfriend's shoulders, the infamously smart and bitchy Hilary Tatibana.
"The one that I never thought could fail! I just walked up to her, gave her the sexy eyes, and said, "Math is my best subject, cause I'm pretty sure U + I = 69". And then she slapped me! I can't even believe it!" Tyson looked appalled as he talked animatedly with his hands. Max rolled his eyes.
"Tyson, you're an idiot." Max parroted what his girlfriend had just stated.
"I'm not an idiot!" Tyson shrieked at his best friends. "I just wanna get laid!" He added bluntly. Max burst out laughing, Hilary gave him a solid glare.
"You should really like girls for other reasons than that, Tyson…" Max said obediently.
"Shut up, Max. You've had a girlfriend for a year and you still haven't gotten laid. All you've done is made out… For a year! I, Tyson Kinomiya, am looking for the full meal deal, if you know what I'm saying." Tyson finished, grinning at his friends.
"Tyson!" Max said, aghast.
"Max! You tell Tyson what we do? That's private, you imbecile!" Hilary asked accusingly, glaring at her boyfriend.
"He's my best friend, sweetie… I won't do it again?" Max said, giving the spunky brunette a charming smile. It usually got him off the hook. "Kisses?" Max asked in his sweetest voice possible.
"You've gotten plenty of kisses in the last year to hold you off for the rest of this week." Hilary stated, indirectly implying Max would be getting nothing from her. She walked off towards her next class as the 2 minute bell sounded, disappearing into the crowd quickly.
"Thanks, man." Max glared at his friend. "At least I have to girlfriend to make out with. Daily. Whenever I want to." Max said, feeling somewhat cocky and like he wanted to piss his friend off.
"Yeah, I bet that case of blue balls you have whenever you want is just so romantic." Tyson teased, the two boys heading towards the locker room, their next class was gym.
"Tyson! You're such an asshole, dude!" Max groaned. The two friends walked to their lockers and changed quickly, not wanting to be caught dead lingering in the boys' locker room.
"Dude, look, it's that chick you were just hitting on." Max whispered to Tyson as they entered, pointing towards the busty redhead who was currently shamelessly flirting with some tall guy that was definitely not Tyson.
"What the hell, man!" Tyson huffed, glaring heatedly at the girl. "Who's that douche?" Tyson asked Max, looking sharply to his friend.
"Him? Oh, that's Kai Hiwatari. He's a senior this year, known for having any girl he wants anytime he wants." Max said in a somewhat disgusted voice. "Damn upper classmen." Max sighed. He and Tyson were both juniors this year, each still at the young age of 16.
"Gosh. He looks so cocky over there with her. He's not so hot." Tyson said before even really looking over the other student.
When Tyson decided to actually look over the older boy though, he realized just how hot he was. Kai Hiwatari was tall, but not so tall he appeared lanky, just tall enough to intimidate anyone who bothered to look at him wrong. His arms and legs, which his gym clothes showed off, were clearly toned and his creamy, lightly colored skin was utterly flawless. The teen had 2 toned hair that was just barley tamed, eloquently disheveled, as it were.
When the perfection that was Kai Hiwatari turned to look at Tyson though, he suddenly had the blue-haired teen feeling very, extremely, completely inadequate. If that redhead girl got this guys attention, Tyson must not have stood a chance. Tyson felt his heart drop as he met eyes with the cocky older boys, the spectacularly burgundy eyes shone with an amused glance, before turning back towards the petite girl he currently had his hands on.
Tyson knew exactly what Kai Hiwatari was saying when the taller boy leaned down to kiss that redhead without any thought. He also knew what he was saying as he broke the kiss, pushed the girl away rudely, and walked away from her. Tyson couldn't help but chuckle as the girl's expression changed rapidly from dazed and happy to utterly confused and hurt..
"He's awesome." Tyson spoke quietly, once the amusement wore off, his voice serious.
"What? Tyson! He just kissed that poor girl and then left her. Look at her! She's crying!" Max was horrified as Tyson looked towards the older boy, who was now standing with a group of boys his own age with his arms crossed tightly. Tyson smiled happily.
"Yeah. I bet he gets laid all the time! I wanna get laid all the time, too! I think I could be friends with that dude!" Tyson said, almost jumping up and down.
"Tyson, stop that bouncing." Max put both hands on his friends shoulder and looked at him squarely. "You don't want to be like him. He uses girls. He makes them cry." Max tried to convince his friend, but was failing miserably.
"So? I don't care! I wonder if he could teach me…" Tyson contemplated, looking away from Max's baby blue eyes in thought. Max had enough of that, so he effectively slapped his friend across his already abused cheek.
"What the fuck, Maxie?" Tyson asked, suddenly snapped out of his 'want-to-get-laid' trance.
"You don't want to be like that guy." Max said, releasing his friend, turning around, and crossing his arms with a long sigh.
"He is the best though, and if I wanna be the best, I gotta learn from the best…" Tyson mumbled, staring at his friends back. Max spun around dramatically.
"Tyson!"
"I won't, Maxie! Don't worry so much, you'll get an ulcer." Tyson held up his hands innocently, trying to stop the angry blonde.
"Good. He's dangerous, Ty; he hangs with a shady crowd. You don't need that. You need to get running before ole' Mr. Butcher over there has your ass." Max said, noticing that the entire class had started their warm-up jog already.
"Ahh! Right!" Tyson exclaimed him and Max taking off simultaneously towards the group.
"Bye Maxie! Bye Hil!" Tyson waved as his friends left in a different direction after the school day had ended. Tyson watched them leave, and once they were out of sight, turned around and looked frantically for an attractive, tall senior by the name Hiwatari.
Tyson's blue eyes scanned the crowd once, twice, three times, but saw nothing. He sighed, giving up, and headed in the direction of his families dojo. He couldn't spend too much time after school anyways, his gramps was exceedingly strict about his kendo training and were he even a minute late, he'd be doing drills until dinner. And then more drills for dessert.
Knowing this fact, however, did not stop Tyson from approaching Kai once he saw him around the corner from the school. Kai was doing what any high-school badass did and was leaning against the chain-link fence, looking sexy, while smoking a cigarette. He watched the passer-by's with little interest, giving a chin-up to any attractive girl who caught his eye. This boy never had to worry about them not looking at him.
"Hey, you're Kai Hiwatari, right?" Tyson asked the taller boy with enthusiasm. He stood next to the senior and looked at him with a small grin.
"Does it matter, kid?" Kai growled lowly, giving the younger a quick glance and taking another slow drag from his cigarette. Tyson was lost for words, momentarily.
"Well, kind of. And I'm not a kid, despite my youthful appearance; I'm really a junior, if you were wondering." Tyson answered, his childlike determination not letting his spirits be affected by the less than receptive older student.
"Wasn't." Kai said and lugged himself away from the fence and began walking away in the opposite direction Tyson needed to go. He followed anyways, deciding he wasn't done with the older student.
"Oh, I see. Well, Kai, I think we should be friends!" Tyson said when he was a few feet behind the older teen. Kai stopped abruptly, Tyson stopped as well, though he lagged and had to turn around to face his target.
"I don't have friends. And if I were to bother, they would not be little incompetent runts like you. Now get out of here before I feel the need to kick your punk ass." Kai finished, his voice seething.
Tyson was not easily discouraged. This was becoming glaringly obvious.
"Oh now, Kai! You wouldn't kick my ass! I think we'd be great friends! Give it a try, eh?" Tyson asked, smiling warmly. Kai gave him a steady glare, though was more than a little confused as to why this junior was so persistent. Usually threats were plenty.
"Get out of my face." Kai hissed, walking past Tyson.
"I'll see you tomorrow, buddy!" Tyson said and waved, though Kai didn't acknowledge him.
Tyson grinned to himself. This would work. Oh yes, it would.
The next day at school, Tyson arrived early, as usual, so he could hang out with Hilary and Max for a few minutes before class began. Tyson and Max had virtually the same schedule, as with most average juniors, but Hilary was often away from the two in the advanced college-prep classes with all the seniors. That was probably why Max liked to spend every waking moment with her outside of class.
"Morning, lovebirds." Tyson greeted, jogging up to the two who were sitting at their regular cafeteria table. Hilary had a cup of some hot morning beverage in one hand and was reading a book with the other. They both said good morning to Tyson.
"Hey Ty, did you finish the physics homework? It was so hard… I had to have Hilary here practically spell it out for me in like kindergartener language, it was insane and like… Hey, Ty? Earth to TYSON!" Max rambled, noticing Tyson staring off towards the back of the large student center.
"Wha-what?" Tyson shook his head a few times, looking at his friend.
"What's the dealio, brolio?" Max asked kindly. "You weren't paying any attention there dude, what you looking at?" By the time Max finished his sentence however, Tyson was again ignoring him. The blonde huffed, thoroughly annoyed. He turned around in the direction Tyson was staring at.
Of course, Tyson was staring at none other than Kai Hiwatari, who was currently whispering something into the ear of a random cheerleader, making her giggle and squirm under his arm. Max's usual bubbly demeanor vanished as his eyes narrowed at his best friend.
"What's the matter, Maximum?" Hilary asked, glancing up from her book curiously, feeling her boyfriend tense up suddenly against her side.
"Tyson, he's gotten so interested in that Kai Hiwatari guy." Max replied, softening when he looked at Hilary.
"That scumbag Hiwatari?" Hilary asked bitterly, then added, "Gross, why bother? He's the biggest jerk in school." She shook her head.
"I know, right? I told Tyson he's no good…" Max sighed.
Tyson, however, didn't hear a word. He was infatuated and jealous as he watched the older boy touch the girl in places he could barley dream of touching a female. He had her lounging on his lap, one hand placed dangerously high on her bare thigh, the other wrapped around her waist snuggly. The hand on her thigh moved occasionally, stroking the skin delicately.
Tyson was drooling. He wished he could do that with a girl! Hell, he could barley get a hug from one.
Oh, how he wanted to be like Kai. How he wanted to have random girls sit on his lap.
Actually, that could end badly if that were to happen now. And by badly, it was most likely along the lines of Tyson having a panic attack.
Where were the adults at this school? That did not look like PG material anymore, as Kai had moved in for the kiss. The older boy kissed her expertly, and Tyson noticed that hand on her leg creeping up and up and up and…
"TYSON! You're an idiot!" Hilary screeched in his face. The bluenette was taken aback as he stared at the fiery brunette blankly. "It's rude to stare, you oaf." She said, flicking him on the forehead.
"Ow! Hilary!" Tyson whined rubbing his abused face. "I just can't win!" He groaned, slumping down in his seat at the table.
The bell rang before any more was said between the friends. They said their goodbyes, and Tyson glanced back once more to where Kai and the girl were.
Only, now it was just Kai. The upperclassman was leaning back against the table, his fingers laced on top of his head. The older boy made eye contact with Tyson, causing the younger to freeze mid step. Kai raised an eyebrow, and snorted. Then, as Tyson cocked his head slightly, the older gave him an extremely smug smirk, looked away, and began walking. Tyson came to the conclusion that that entire little display was all to show Tyson what he could do.
Tyson was in awe once again.
End Chapter One
A/N: Reviews motive me… They really do. I'm about half way done with chapter two, and trust me, it gets better. There is a reason this story is rated 'M' though, mostly for mentions of drugs, alcohol, and lime-like scenes. So, ya know. I mean really, critters, it's about getting laid. Now review, friends!
