The Oblivious

Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade or the game Pac Man or even the deodorants Old Spice and Axe. Also, I only used Axe's tag line for comic relief. I don't own it. Wish I did though. It sounds cool! XD

AN: It's just so frustrating not having been able to have the Internet. They say it's an external problem. *sighs* But I've been working, see? : ) Just hope they fix it soon. It's no fun. *sighs*

Warning: Cussing and mild insanity. XD

Chapter 4: Damn Tangents

"Atta boy Draciel!" Max jeered on as his bit beast pushed against Kai's, having full control of his ground and momentum.

"C'mon Dranzer." Dranzer was holding on her own but it seemed that luck was on Max's side. Draciel pushed on—pushed, pushed and pushed—with as much rock steady force he had. There was a plus sign to be defending. One, Max could observe his opponent long enough to anticipate his moves in due time and two, the architecture of his blade enabled him to gain maximum rotation speed while his opponent drained himself out and when he would start to lose his momentum—

"Go for it, Draciel! Finish it!"
Kai's blade was being pushed towards the wall of the bey dish. It didn't have enough opening for an aggressive manoeuvre. It seemed Max had had the upper hand in this one.

Predictable.

Kai scowled.

He saw what Max was doing. He too had a trick up his sleeves.

A little bit more...a little bit more...Max was so close to winning it. Suddenly, Kai's blade receded and made a beeline for...the other way?

"What is he doing?" Max couldn't help but be surprised. Kai was retreating? He was so shocked that it totally distracted him. He wasn't counting on that! He never thought Kai to be the type to make a run for it! What'd he do next? What did the guy have in mind?

Max soon found out as a loud clank was heard. There his blade was, spinning against the bey dish wall, completely trapped by Dranzer who now pushed Max's blade in the same way Max thought Draciel would be doing to Dranzer!

Draciel put up a fight but with all the grinding he was doing, he slowly began to lose his rotation. When the opportunity was right enough, Dranzer made no hesitation in kicking Draciel completely out of the dish. Max was too awed to even respond for a few seconds while Kai regarded his team mate with a certain look in his eyes.

"That was horrible." He commented with irritation, "Do me a favour. Surprise me."

Max understood what Kai had meant. He should've also taken into factor other possibilities. But who was he kidding? That was totally a 'Ninja Assassin' move that Kai had pulled and it was ridiculously awesome!

While Max was still day dreaming about Kai being a badass ninja, he was pulled into reality by Kenny who seemed to be saying something about...well who cares? Max was back into reality and that was that.

"Hey Chief."

"Yeah Max?"

"Is it me or is Kai grumpier than usual?"

"I haven't noticed Max," Kenny replied but he should've probably waited before he did. At least then, the sound of crunching an empty bottle of water wouldn't scare him as much.

Kai being Kai, he didn't do so much of property damage. It went against his 'image' (or did it?). But it seemed that bottle was being choked to death and the others could already guess who that bottle could be representing.

"Okay, what did he do?" Max sighed in defeat.

At that, Kenny faltered with words. He didn't know a better way of putting it. After a while of trying, he just decided to go with Tyson's exact words.

"Tyson forgot about the training and kept Kai waiting for four hours. Also said, Hilary reminded him of it to Kai and Kai doesn't like to mess up priorities."

"WHAT?" Max's eyes were so wide that they almost bulged out of his sockets.

Was Tyson crazy?

"Is he crazy? He said that to Kai? I told him to come and I told him Kai was not happy yesterday!"

Seriously! There was one guy—he had heard—who could really bulge his eyes out and he was in the Guiness' Book of World Records and Max was sure he could top that guy from what he was hearing.

"Oh boy!" He felt a weird feeling inside his guts. One that screamed "Pray for the love of God" to every inch of his being.

It was not a good notion...

But, waiting for four hours?

That I didn't see coming!

Immediately after he thought that, Max snickered.

Or did I? And no. I'm not talking in riddles...or am I?

Okay now it's getting pretty weird...or is i- OKAY STOP. Cool.

'Where are you?'

'On the way.'

It was nearly afternoon when the team was taking it easy. So far, Kai's temper was in check. However Max and Kenny mostly assumed it being the quiet before the storm. That's because Kai went completely quiet and they knew he would snap at any moment.

Especially since Tyson was a wild gun.

'Are you sure?'

'Reached.'

As soon as Tyson set foot on their turf, the whole atmosphere changed. Max and Kenny (mainly Kenny) who had been sitting so tensely before seemed to be bathing in a huge wave of relief upon seeing him.

"Hey guy!" He greeted them with a beaming smile, "Just in time, right?"

Max relied with a huge grin of his own, "Sure are!" He then suddenly hesitated and motioned at Kai. Tyson caught the hint and considered the dual- haired teen for a moment. He was leaning against the slope, resting his eyes and by the look of his face, Tyson guessed he'd not at all be all butterflies and sunshine with him.

He stood still for a long moment before he finally took a step forward.

"No what am I thinking?"

Only till he freaked out and reached his safe zone behind Kenny.

"Ahh Tyson! What do you think you're doing?" Kenny asked in a sharp whisper.

"Hiding! I can't get yelled at, Kenny. I think that quota is full for one week."

"But Tyson? Our yell banks are overflowing too man!" Max sweat-dropped. He was scared. Kai was scary and the only one who could tackle him was hiding behind...a guy who talked to his laptop.

"Fix it, Tyson! Please!"

Tyson was nearly shoved by the other two, despite his protests.

"No- b-but what am I gonna say?"

"Whatever you told Hilary!" The Chief practically screeched. It only proved how frustrated he was over this whole ordeal.

Tyson choked back a snicker. It would be a whole lot easier if Kai was as easy as Hilary. Kai had terrible mood swings. And any one smart enough to guess when they'd make an appearance was probably nothing less than a god. Though Tyson doubted if even God Himself could predict Kai's mood.

But Kai wasn't Hilary. He wasn't as easy to persuade. Though, he had something which Hilary didn't.

No, not that!

He meant ability to butcher Tyson and murder him with his glare.

However, it was too late for any second guesses as he was already given a hard push that made him lose his balance and stumble on to...

"Omph!"

"WASN'T ME KAI, IT WAS THEM!"

He pointed at the two culprits—no questions asked. And he was sure to hear a faint 'backstabber' from one of the guys. He was sure it was Kenny.

But that didn't matter. As he was right now on top of Kai. Who was glaring hard at him. Who could kill him if he didn't get off from the enigma.

Now.

Wow, he's kinda warm!

No, really. Now.

And...tender. What? He is! And what's that deo? Hey, it's Hiro's brand! Old Spice? Whoa that's so not cheap! Can he smell my sweaty armpits? Nah. Mine is Axe.' Even angels fall'. Hehe. Did...I...just call him one? Ummm...wonder what Hilary will say about this line. Wait. Am I...forgetting something?

Yeah...

Tangents. Damn tangents always made him distracted. Stupid tangents!

GET UP YOU!

With that freaky inner voice in his head startling him, Tyson quickly got up to his feet and stepped at least three steps away from the other teen who was also standing up to face the bluenette and was giving him what Kai gave best.

The glare.

However, there was a hint of something else in Kai's stiff posture. He was stiff that's for sure but he kinda looked green. And now a little red. And disgusted...?

Tyson gulped. He was supposed to apologize but his tongue suddenly felt so dry and course and he forgot what to say! Not that he was well prepared with one to begin with but hey! He had the general idea. Now he forgot it.

Damn Tangents!

Meanwhile, Kai kept on staring. His eyes were very intense but also sort of cold. Tyson half expected a snarl or worse, a bop on the head but Kai delivered none of them. Instead, he just kept on staring.

Tyson was nervous. He was scared. He was so restless because of the stare down they had between them. He wasn't used to such quietness. It was too quiet—even for Kai's standards. And Tyson kinda felt bad. None of this would happen if he just held his tongue!

Now this is totally fucked up. Nice going, dumbass.

It seemed as if an eternity had passed between them when suddenly Kai stuck his nose up in the air and said, "Hn."

Tyson sweat-dropped.

"T-that was it?"

No yelling? No punching? No sarcasm? That was it? Just a 'hn'? He looked back at the others for support and almost resisted himself from having a complete meltdown as he saw what his 'support' were doing.

Max was smiling (you know, one of those 'Uhh I have no idea what that was but this is so awkward and freaky') and Kenny...well...he looked like he was about to rip his own hair and plant seeds on his head.

So, talk about support.

Actually, don't.

At that moment, Kai chose to speak. He always seemed to have a habit of adding the drama to everything he did and this time was no exception either. He looked straight at his team mates (minus Tyson) and said, "Practice tomorrow. Same time, same place. For those who made it their priorities."

And you know what he did next. He left.

Now, if Tyson could scream 'Screw you', he totally would. He didn't miss the pinch in Kai's statement and it got to him. Yeah, why would' it? Tyson loved blading and he did know his priorities. So how dare Kai say that to him?

However, given how volatile the situation was (as put together by Kenny) he just held on to it for later use.

Screw you!

No complaining. Tyson wasn't a saint.

He was in no mood to suck up to Kai. For all he cared, Kai was so full of hot air at that moment and lap-dogging around was so not Tyson.

So he would stay put. Right here. Till Kai absolved all his issues. (Yeah, you see what he did. He used a big word. Uncharacteristic, yeah but that's because he was so angry right then.)

And surely enough, he really felt comfortable with that idea—

"What were you thinking Tyson? Go say sorry! You are so thick headed! Without Kai, we're really lagging behind and you all are getting so horrible. You need to stick together and need to reconnect with each other. Else we're finished! Doomed I tell you! DOOMED!"

-Until Kenny grabbed Tyson by his collar (How did he reach that height?), jerked him like a super earthquake and screamed in his ears so that he would not waste time going deaf.

"Ouch Kenny!" He pried the Chief off him and oh god! His ear was ringing. "You see what he did? He just showed off a whole wad of attitude. What a jerk!"

"That's 'cause you didn't do anything!" Kenny cried out, frustrated. "What were you thinking? Were you even thinking at all?"

Tyson would've rolled his eyes and said, 'No genius! I was distracted by Kai's deo and my armpits.' However, he decided against it.

I so hate those fucking random thoughts! Arrrghhh! Damn tangents! But Kai did smell nice, though. And so tender! That's so not Kai but...are those faux muscles then? Eh...

Kenny went on saying that he was not going to let the team suffer 'cause of one idiot and a mule. He could go to any length for Tyson to get it if Kenny was that desperate. And yes, Kenny was that desperate which meant, Tyson would not rest till he fixed everything.

And damn my ear is still ringing. Fu- oh damn. Hey, I wonder if they can sound like Pac Man? Huh, I did it again! Damn tangents!

"He's right Tyson." Max chirped in just in time.

Relief!

"It seems like a big deal now, man. Just apologize to Kai."

"But Maxie?"

"Dude, you guys have been almost friends for almost two years now. We don't want you to end it over something stupid like this. Who'd we laugh at then?" Max spoke, trailing off playfully, "And 'sides. You two dance around the floor way too long. Just get it over with." He ended with a wink—which Tyson threw away by eye rolling.

But then again, Max was right. He should just get it over with.

"Alright. I'll do it."

"Do."

With that, he went home. If he had stuck around a little while longer, he'd not fail to see a knowing smirk on Max's face that seemed to be aware of something in the play.

And it was going to be oh-so fun! (NOT!)

AN: Getting there! :P So liked it? Does it need some more flair? Review and let me know! Next one will be up in around next month. Exams. And I haven't covered a damn thing this whole semester. Urrrghhhhh! I hate when this happens (which happens in every semester, I'll tell you. :P Yeah I don't learn.)

So till next time!