Quick drabble-type thing, written for myRanma. I do not own Beyblade.
Lucky Charm

Kai had never believed in luck; his own strength, will and power were the only thing he had ever thought he'd needed before a battle.

He thought it weak, to rely on the strength of anyone else. It was the way he operated.

He thought it was the way he operated, until one day before a match at a tournament in America, Tyson tapped him coyly on the shoulder from behind; Kai spun on his heel, ready to tell off the younger teen for distracting him but Tyson moved first, firmly pressing his lips to Kai's.

"Good luck today, Sourpuss," Tyson grinned, disappearing into the glaring lights of the stadium.

Unsurprisingly, Kai won his match. But a repeat of the same lucky treatment before every match couldn't hurt.

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