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"You two better hope to God that Tyson didn't send you," Kai tells them, his voice calm but holding an hint of extreme danger. A voice like that can only mean one thing…

They're in some deep shit.

"Kai!" Ray yelps in a high pitch voice before calming himself somewhat and giving him a nervous grin. "Hey, how are you doing?" he asks, but Kai just gives him a blank look and Ray can feel small beads of sweat dripping down his neck. "Er…"

"Afternoon, Claude," Miguel greets Claude slowly, looking at him with his arms folded across his chest, a frown on his handsome features.

"Um, hey…" Claude weakly replies in a small voice, giving a nervous wave.

"Did the two of you enjoy the show?" Miguel asks, addressing them both, but keeping his gaze on Claude.

Claude swallows thickly, his mind racing for a suitable excuse. He glances briefly over to Kai and immediately feels his blood run cold. Miguel's accusing glare has nothing on Kai's cool, venomous glare that he has on Ray. Inwardly, Claude is grateful those eyes aren't looking at him. "Well, I…it's…I had nothing to do with this," Claude says suddenly and quickly, pointing at Ray. "It was Ray's idea."

"Eh?" Ray says in bafflement, before bristling and turning towards Claude, jabbing a finger at him. "Oh no you don't. You ain't getting out of this."

"I didn't do anything," Claude says as he pushes at Ray's shoulder, turning to give him his full attention. "you're the one who was dragging me all over the place."

"Hey! I didn't hear you complain before!"

"That was because I couldn't get a word in!"

Ray blinks before bristling again, taking a step closer to him, looking like a disgruntled cat. "Just what are you trying to say?"

"What am trying to say? Isn't it obvious?" Claude says, turning his back on him, placing his hands on his hips and closing his eyes. "You were the one making rude and suggestive comments the whole time."

"What?!"

In the background, staring at the two in amusement, Kai and Miguel keeps to themselves, sharing a glance before looking at the bickering pair again. It's definitely an odd sight. There is a fierce argument happening, but neither Kai or Miguel is involved, and they had a reason to be!

Kai scratches his cheek, glancing towards Miguel who shrugs in response. Should they let this play out? Or is it just an elaborate distraction?

"And not once did you tell me to be quiet!" Ray smirks, mentally adding a point to his score.

Claude immediately snaps his eyes open and sends him a heated glare. "Yes I did, but you didn't listen!"

Ray huffs, folding his arms across his chest. "Then maybe you should start speaking a little louder."

This time Claude bristles, turning his body to fully face him, his hands curling into fists shaking his sides. "Louder? You-!"

"Enough!" Kai finally snaps.

Momentarily forgetting why they were all the way out here, Ray and Claude almost jump out of their skins and immediately stops bickering. They blink at each other, then turn their attention to Kai who is standing in front of them with a dangerous gaze in his eyes, one hand sitting on his hip while the other hangs comfortably by his side. He is standing just in front of Miguel. Ray and Claude immediately shudders and begins to slowly sink away. "Yes?" They ask, meekly.

"Right," Kai says, using his hand to grab the front of Ray's shirt and pulling him threateningly closer, getting in his face. "You two have ten seconds to tell me why you're here."

Ray blinks for a moment, before remembering why he is all the way out here and he bristles, startling Kai by slapping his hand away. "I'll tell you why we're here. We're here because you two have been sneaking around behind our backs!"

The outburst startles Kai for a moment, before he too bristles. "We're sneaking around because of Tyson!"

Ray reels back slightly in surprise. "What does he have to do with this?"

"He accused me of having an affair with Miguel and then accused him of only using me to get important information about his Beyblade skills," Kai explains with a weary sigh as he pinches the bridge of his nose. He had envision ways of finally telling the others, but getting into a argument with Ray after he was caught spying on him wasn't one of those scenarios. "Haven't you notice how every time Miguel's name was mentioned he would go into a rant?"

"Really?" Ray says as he blinks slowly, scratching his chin in thought. "Wow, I always knew Tyson was a few sandwiches shy of a picnic basket, but I didn't think he was this dense."

Miguel drops his arms and shrugs. "He was serious. He even rang me up, accusing me of using Kai while abusing me," he tells them. He lifts his hand and places it on the curve of Kai's neck, smiling gently down at him as Kai turns his face towards him. "Most of it was incoherent, though."

"Abuse…?" Claude whispers softly, speaking for the first time since Ray's little outburst. He places a finger to his cheek as he closes his eyes in thought. A part of him felt angry, anger at Tyson for being so childish. While the other half wants to gloat because he said they would have a good excuse. Maybe later he can rub it into Ray. "Wait," he says suddenly, snapping his eyes open. "that happened three months ago."

"Three months!" Ray yells, jabbing an accusing finger at Kai, poking his shoulder as that is the closest. "You could have at least told us about you're relationship."

Kai subconsciously rubs his arm where Ray had poked him. "It's been fun, trying to hide this forbidden relationship. We were going to tell you, when we got sick of hiding," Kai shrugs, a smirk forming on his lips. "Besides, it wasn't like I lied to you. You never asked so I didn't tell."

Ray deadpans. Should have seen that coming. "Well, you…I have absolutely no comeback to that so I'm just going to pout childishly and fold my arms." And he does.

Before Kai could stop himself a small smile spreads across his lips. "Ray…"

Miguel removes his hand from Kai's neck and lets his slip down his back to rest on the small of his back. He pulls Kai towards, maneuvering him so he's leaning against his chest. Kai looks up at him, a questioning look in his eyes, but Miguel simply kisses him softly on the forehead before turning his attention back to Ray and Claude. "It's not that we didn't want to tell, it's that it never seemed appropriate. I mean, it's not something you casually say over a coffee, is it?"

"I see your point," Claude says, dropping his hand and his eyes suddenly turning soft at how much in love Miguel and Kai appears to be. "and if it had been me, I would have done the same thing."

Kai lays his head on Miguel's chest, his hand resting on his neck, making Miguel look down at him and they share a look. "You're not going to tell Tyson, are you?" Kai asks the two.

Ray immediately snorts, folding his arms across his chest. "And watch him go ballistic, while taking the brunt of it? I don't think so."

Miguel and Kai sigh with relief. "Good, thank you," Miguel says, his eyes shining with gratitude, before turning mischievous. "Now if you excuse us, we're going to finish our date."

"That's right," Kai nods, the smirk returning to his lips. "and we'll let you get back to yours."

Both Ray and Claude stiffen and they ask at the same question at the same time, "What?"

"Oh, I'm sorry," Kai says without a hint of remorse. "I assumed that the two of you were on a date."

"Well, yeah," Miguel says, playing along. "Seeing as Claude said that Ray was dragging him all over the place."

"And how he couldn't get a word in," Kai adds.

Claude immediately blushes a deep crimson and rubs his arm in discomfort while Ray ops for bristling and looking indignant at the comment. "It's not like that!"

"Sure it isn't," Kai finds himself laughing.

Miguel chuckles too as he starts to lead Kai away. "Come on, Kai. We should leave the two lovebirds alone."

"Have fun you two," Kai calls over his shoulder.

"Make sure you don't keep Claude out too late, Ray," Miguel adds with a laugh. "We have a meeting with the BBA tomorrow."

They watch in silence as Kai and Miguel disappear from sight, before Ray and Claude looks at each other and blush, immediately looking away.

"Well, this is awkward," Claude whispers.

Ray scratches the back of his neck. "Yeah, I mean, what on earth gave them that idea?"

"Who knows," Claude shrugs, fidgeting with the gloves on his hands. "Maybe the fact that you kept dragging me everywhere."

Ray narrows his eyes and peers at him, his fangs showing. "Or maybe because you wouldn't stop clinging to my arm."

"I wasn't clinging," Claude quickly replies as he looks indignant. "I was merely trying to keep myself on my two feet."

"Yeah, well, you weren't doing a very good job, were you?"

"What are you trying to say? Are you saying I'm clumsy and ungraceful?" Claude accuses, his hands curling by his sides again.

Ray snorts, folding his arms. "Well, if the shoes fits."

This time Claude bristles. "How rude! As if I would ever want to go out on a date with someone so disrespectful and perverted!" he then huffs and begins to walk away.

Ray childishly sticks his nose in the air. "I couldn't have said it better myself!"

Claude spins around to face him, his face red from anger. "I was talking about you, you idiot!"

"Don't call me an idiot!"

Unbeknownst to the two, two sets of eyes are watching their every move. Miguel peers out from behind a tree, amusement clearly showing in his sapphire eyes. "Those two are interesting to watch," he comments.

"It's like a sitcom," Kai adds as he snuggles into the warm sanctuary of Miguel's arms.

"They so have the hots for each other."

Kai laughs softly before looking up and giving him a small smirk. "Definitely."

"Did you just call me scrawny?!" Came Claude's voice, clearly heard over the rushing waves and the sea breeze. Looks like he learnt to speak louder after all.

Miguel laughs softly. "Too bad they're in denial."

…X3

I'm sorry, that's all I can say at the moment. I'm having too much fun writing romantic comedies.

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