Konnichiwa minna-san! I'm back, once more, with another thrilling fic! Yatta! Ahem. Okay, well, here you are - more TyKa goodness.

Title: Sugar High

Author: rachi

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: Yaoi; implied sex; the words 'ass' and 'hell'; and my usual bad writings. XD

Summary: Tyson's driving Kai up the wall with his sugar-high-ness! Will Kai survive, or put that energy to better use? Heh heh...

Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade, the characters of said show, but I do own this cookie! Well, my stomach owns it now... gulps down cookie

Kai sighed, rubbing his temple in a mild attempt to get rid of the slowly forming headache. Tyson had been rambling non-stop for the past half hour and it was really beginning to grate on his nerves. Normally Tyson rambling wouldn't necessarily be a bad thing, but in this case...

...it was hell.

Tyson had a little too much sugar that afternoon, and was currently bouncing off the walls like a hyper-lunatic. It was almost as bad as Max on a sugar high. Well, maybe not quite so bad, but bad enough. Kai needed something, anything to drown out his boyfriend's incessant rambling. Anything! Or maybe he just needed a way to shut him up...

Kai grinned evilly. Tyson noticed this and faulted in his chatter, suddenly scared as to what Kai was thinking. His boyfriend could be pretty evil when he wanted to be.

"Uh, Kai?"

"Hm?"

"What's with that smirk?"

It grew. "What smirk?"

"That smirk under your nose! You always have that smirk when you're planning something evil! Like all those times you made me run extra laps and those - uh Kai? What are you- ? Ah!"

Tyson hadn't the time to say anything more as Kai had hoisted him over his shoulder and squeezed his ass before heading straight to the bedroom.

Well, guess sugar does come in handy once and a while, ne?

Owari

Ha! Gomen, I just had to write this. It wouldn't leave me alone. It also didn't turn out as well as I wanted it too... oh well. I'll try again sometime. Anyways, hope you liked it!

Reviews are roses to my nose and flames only help the roses grow...

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And, don't cha know I'm so nice. I figured this one was too short, so you get another one in the same chappie! Maybe you'll give me twice as long of reviews, ne? hint hint

On with the second drabble!

Title: Rain

Author: rachi

Rating: R

Warnings: Yaoi; a vague sex scene; the word 'fucking'; and bad writing. XP

Summary: Kai loves the rain...

Disclaimer: Me no own Beyblade, the characters, or the plot from it. But me own this fan fic! No stealy >:(

Rain. A light drizzle or a heavy downpour, it doesn't matter. To Kai, rain is beautiful. It gives off a mist, leaving behind evidence of it's happening. It leaves behind a scent of the earth, powerful yet intoxicating.

Kai can't get enough of the rain.

When it rains he'll sit outside on the grass, not caring about little things like getting his clothes dirty. He can always wash them, or buy new ones. Sometimes he'll stand, face to the heavens, and let the sky water wash away his face paint. If only it could wash away his sins as easily. He tells himself he isn't worthy of what he has.

And maybe in a way he isn't. But God knows something he doesn't, something that he has done in his life to deserve all that he has. For he has made someone very happy. So happy that this person would probably die without him there. And to God, that's something special. For this boy he has made happy has been through many hardships, but smiles to mask the pain. Laughs to conceal his tears.

When this boy was born, everyoneknew he would be special, and tried to make him as happy as possible- but instead his heart turned to other sources to ease the comfort of being alone. His parents taken away, one dead and the other never around enough to be considered a parent, his brother distant yet close, and his skills hidden from the world.

But then the two boys met, and somewhere along the way, though nobody knew how, this one boy became truly happy. Even through all the heartache and the suffering, the pain that came with it, this boy shone like no other when Kai came around. And when Kai would leave, the boy would cry, sob, let the rain wash away his tears.

But this time, as it begins to pour down from the heavens, Kai will smile, he'll laugh, and dance with the boy he has made so happy. In the rain, Tyson becomes so carefree, even lighter than when surrounded by his closest friends and family. He'll let his heart fly away with the wind as he closes his eyes and dances, swinging his body around in a way some people might call odd. But to him, it's simply living. Freeing yourself from the weight and responsibilities of the world around you. To him, it's a way of escape.

And when it rains, he'll go outside and dance alone, others not wanting to risk catching the dreaded cold or flu. But how does that matter when freeing yourself? It doesn't, not really.

And this time, as it's starts to pour down, he grabs the hands of his loved one and pulls him outside to dance. He expects to be hit, or yelled at, then left alone to dance by himself once more.

But instead Kai takes his hands, and they begin to twirl, the world spinning until everything but the other in front of them is swirled into everything else. They drop to the ground, their lips colliding and melding into each other. Eyes close, lips move, hearts pound, and only God is witness to such a beautiful display of love. The heat increases and a show of love turns to a dance of passion.

Clothes come off, moans and gasps can be heard. Kai tries to slow himself as he stretches his lover in preparation, not wanting to hurt him. Tyson himself pushes back on the digits, breathing in frustration. And as Kai slowly pushes in with reigns on his hormones, they feel each other's spirits, they can feel each other's love. Lips collide once more in a violently passionate kiss. Teeth clashing, tongues swirling and exploring, and hands roaming.

A rhythm begins, and loud moans and cries fill the air. Kai finds a single sweet spot and Tyson screams out, clinging to Kai like he's his lifeline. And Kai follows the loudly spoken requests of "Harder! Faster! Please, deeper Kai! I need you deeper, harder!"

The passion escalates and you swear time stops as screams of "Oh fucking Lord Kai!" and "Kami! Oh Tyson!" sound out in the heavy air. One of the two grabs a shirt, not really caring about it or whose it is, and cleans them both off. Redressing, they hold each other tightly and stare out to the lake, desperately wanting the moment to last forever. Soon the rain stops, a light mist covering the entire ground, and a proposition is made.

"Leave?"

"Away from this place, let's explore all God has to offer us."

And the next morning when two brown-haired teens awaken, their mothers give them twin envelopes that contain farewell letters. They say they will come back someday to visit, but who knows?

And as they walk down the road, hand in hand, backpacks slung over their shoulders, they both think back to the night when they bonded, and draw one same conclusion.

Yes, these boys love the rain.

Owari

Okay, this... is way to corny. --; I personally don't like this one, but I figured, 'What the hey?' and posted it anyways. I wanted this to be fluffy, but this was just so... well I let my mind go and I really shouldn't have. Give me a break. Hope you liked it!

Reviews are TOTALLY AWESOME and Flames will still serve their purpose of keeping me warm.

rachi