Kyoya
The girl knew he had nowhere to go. She noticed him coming straight from his long Beyblade journey but wondered around the city. Like a stray puppy, she let him in just for the night. "You can shower, have a nice hot meal, and a bed!" She held out a hand, but Kyoya didn't take it. Instead, he followed her to where she called home.
It was a small apartment. Everyone inside was asleep since it was eleven at night. "The shower is right this way." She said, letting him inside.
He said nothing as he took his shoes off at the door.
"So, where are you coming from?"
"Africa."
"All the way from Africa?" The girl questioned. "What were you doing all the way there?" She then noticed his launcher. "Oh…you're a blader… Have I seen you before?"
He shrugged.
"Oh, I think I saw you on TV! You're one of those – what do they call them – Legendary Bladers! Thank you so much for saving the world! By the way, my name is Jun." She opened up the bathroom and brought out a towel and a wash cloth. "Here you are! You can go ahead and use whatever. I'll bring you a change of clothes so I can clean yours."
Kyoya didn't say anything as he entered the shower.
Jun closed the door behind her and continued with her plans. Then, she waited for Kyoya in the living room with a sketchbook and pencil. Honestly, having the Legendary Blader use her bathroom excited her. After all, it wasn't every day a celebrity walked in her home.
"What is this?" She heard Kyoya say.
"I hope you don't mind, but they're my brother's." She answered. "It should hold you until your clothes are done."
"You never mentioned that he has the waist of a pencil." The boy put on the clothes anyway. It was a short-sleeved dark blue T-shirt with a white strip going across the center and a pair of brown shorts that he left unbuttoned and held together with a belt. He was almost embarrassed to walk out in someone else's clothes, but Jun insisted that he stayed.
"You wear that better than Daisuke." Jun laughed.
"I'm guessing he's your brother?" Kyoya pulled at the fabric to make sense of it.
She nodded. "Yep. Has been since I was two!" Kyoya didn't laugh at the joke. "Have a seat. Your clothes will take a while. Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat or drink?"
He sat down and shrugged. "Watcha got?"
Jun dashed into the kitchen and tried her best to make something. However, the best she could do was instant ramen. The boy thanked her and started eating without making much sound. "So…how did you become a Legendary Blader? Did you earn it? Did you have to fight your way…?"
"You ask a lot of questions."
"Can you blame me? You're famous!"
He finished the bowl. "There's not much to talk about. There's a piece of a star in my Beyblade which makes me some kind of celebrity."
"I can disagree with you on that one. You saved the world. You saved all of our lives with that one Beyblade. To me, that's amazing."
"I guess."
"And there's always something to talk about. You just have to find the right words."
His gaze shifted to the girl. "Jun, right?" She nodded. "Are you a blader?"
"No. My brother is."
"So what do you do?"
Jun smiled and took out her sketchbook. "Check this out!" She opened it and showed him the various sketches of animals and people. None of them were colored and they were all very rough. The one that really caught his attention was one of a lion.
"Not bad."
"I have paintings too if you want to see them!" She took him by the hand. "Come on. They're in my room."
Kyoya didn't argue against it. He stood up and followed. When the girl opened the door, there were stacks of canvases leaning against the walls as well as many paintings hung. It was like an art gallery or a store.
"Am I supposed to believe you painted all of these?" He asked.
"Am I supposed to believe you traveled to Africa and back?" She retorted.
"You're funny." He said sarcastically. The boy picked up a canvas and examined it. "Impressive."
She blushed. "Thanks." Jun watched in admiration as he went through more artwork. She licked her lips and sat on her bed. "Do you have any plans tonight?"
"No."
"Do you have a place to sleep? You can stay here if you want."
He didn't say anything.
"I don't mind. I'm sure my parents won't…"
"It's fine." He finally said. "After I get my clothes back, I'm outta here."
"That's fair. I completely understand. You have places to go and things to do."
"Right."
"But can I ask you something?" He gave her his attention. "Can I paint you?"
His face turned to shock. "Me?" She nodded. "Why?"
She blushed again and said "I just want to capture this moment."
Kyoya stopped to consider it. There was nothing wrong with pleasing someone he could call a fan, so he said "Sure. Why not?"
She beamed as she got out her material. "Just relax." He did just that and she got started with a sketch.
"You know, most people take pictures to capture the moment." He scoffed. "Instead, you create them."
She nodded. "They last longer and mean more this way."
"Mm-hmm." He looked around at all of the art. Maybe she had a point. "But if a different Legendary Blader, like Gingka, was here, you'd rather paint them, right?"
Jun looked at him and sketched a few more lines before saying "I wouldn't say 'rather'. I'd want to paint them too. I mean, it would be nice to have Gingka here and add them to the collection, but I've wanted to paint you for a long time."
"Why?"
She shrugged and put her pencil down. "I just think you're…interesting in a beautiful, artistic way…"
Kyoya could tell that she was stumbling all over her words just to make sense. "You think I'm beautiful?" He joked.
"Yes." She answered as if it was no big deal. Jun leaned over and traced his scars with her fingers. This led to her hand gently cupping his cheek. Both of the teens were not looking at each other in the eyes. Jun quickly pulled away. "Sorry. I just want to get it done accurately."
He was speechless.
Jun finished sketching and set her pencil down. "There!" She turned the canvas around to show him. Her face was full of satisfaction.
Kyoya's eyes widened. "You did all that that fast?"
She nodded. "Let me check on your clothes before I start painting."
Kyoya looked at the clock. It was after midnight. Then, he looked back at the drawing. It was amazing to him how someone could find him worthy enough to paint a picture. And that made him feel actual appreciation. But as he was viewing the drawing, he noticed that this Kyoya was depicted differently than the way he did himself. This Kyoya looked more confident and gentle at the same time. Soft yet firm. It was the way Jun saw him even if they have only met for a few minutes.
"I gotta get out of here." He said as he started taking off the shirt he was wearing. As soon as he had it off, he turned and saw Jun standing at the doorway.
"Are you okay?"
"Fine." Kyoya's voice cracked as he put the shirt on.
"Well, your clothes are drying now. It should take a few minutes."
He didn't say anything after that.
"I don't know… It's hard to accurately get the right picture when you don't have the right clothes on." She thought about it. "But I kind of like to see you in blue. What do you think?"
He cleared his throat. "I don't care what you do. It's your painting."
She shrugged. "I'll just do my best." Jun took out a drawer of paints and a palette as well as several different brushes. She looked back at Kyoya who was relaxing on the bed, staring back at her. "What?"
"What?"
"You're looking at me differently."
"Differently?"
She nodded. "Yeah. It's kind of cute. Do you like…?"
"Maybe it's because you have me here after midnight." He snapped at her. "I'm leaving." Kyoya stood up and grabbed his clothes from the dryer.
"Hey, wait a minute." Jun said but he ignored her. "I said wait!" She threw her hand on top of his shoulder and spun him around. "Now, I don't know what just happened, but there's obviously a problem here."
"How would you know that?" He frowned.
"I politely offered you hospitality, which you accepted. I did not keep you here. I don't care if you like to hide your feelings, but I do not want to be falsely accused. Second, if I intimidate you, say it in my face next time."
"Intimidated?" He scoffed. "Why would I be intimidated by someone who isn't a blader?"
"Because I'm demanding your respect and I'm not afraid to say it!"
Kyoya stood still. He didn't even breathe. "You're demanding respect?" He asked as if the structure of words made no sense.
"Of course I am!" She said. "It's the least you could do for taking you in. You were a stranger."
"Were?"
"You know what I mean."
He stopped. Kyoya stopped talking and started thinking. It wasn't the first time he fought for dominance in any form of interaction, but it was the first time he's done so with a female. And this fact made him fight harder.
"Well, I got what I needed. There's no reason for me to stay any longer, so I'm out of your hair."
"No, not yet." Jun pointed to his current, borrowed outfit.
Kyoya rolled his eyes, changed, and stormed out.
"Kyoya, you forgot something." Jun called after him. The moment he turned around, Jun stole a kiss. Kyoya stood there with owl eyes until she pulled away. "Will I see you again?"
He said nothing.
"Well, let me give you a number that you can reach me. Or you can visit me now that you know where I live, but I'll write that down too."
Still nothing.
Even when Jun had it all written down and handed to him, Kyoya didn't move. Long after she closed the door, he stood there. Eventually, he turned around with a scoff. "Girls."
"Well, if it isn't the Legendary Blader!" Jun greeted on the streets. At the time, Kyoya was heading to the warehouse to train, but luckily for him, Jun happened to spot him. "Haven't seen you in a while. You know, since that day."
"Your brother's a blader. You should know that we're always training." He replied.
"Well, are you training now?"
"About to."
"Can I come?"
He scoffed. "Whatever." Kyoya continued on his way with Jun in tow. That is until she snuck around him and wrapped her finger around his. He pulled away as if she stung him. "What are you doing?"
She grinned. "Holding your hand." She answered. "That's what you do when you like a person."
"Who said I liked you?" He crossed his arms.
"Your lips did." She said matter-of-factly. "Admit it. You still think about it."
He didn't say anything.
"You still do, don't you?" She laughed. "How cute!"
"It's not like I haven't kissed a bunch of girls before."
She stared at him for a second before saying "You're lying. I can see it in your face."
Kyoya's eyes widened but that was later turned into anger. "Stop that!"
"Why didn't you say something? Of course I'd go on a date with you!"
"I don't do dates."
"That's fine." She said as soon as they made it to the warehouse. "I'll just watch you train and help you with whatever."
And it was what they did for a few months. She would travel with him and create obstacles, find a place to battle, and anything that would help him get stronger as a blader. But the past few days, things have slowed down, and Jun was ready to speed it up again.
Kyoya's hand slapped against his Beyblade as he finished up his training. The blader wiped his brow and sat against the wall. Jun sat down next to him and showed him the sketch of Leone she was working on.
"Good." He commented.
"Just good?"
"What did you expect?"
She looked at the drawing again. "I don't know. Maybe a fan-freakin-tastic!"
He gave in and gave her a smile. "Then it's fan-freakin-tastic." He sealed the compliment in with a kiss. The simple kiss turned into a serenade of the tongues. As the kiss lasted longer than it should have, Jun made advances towards Kyoya's clothes and tugged at the fabric. But then she pulled away.
"I want you to have me." She whispered seductively in his ear. "Let's make love."
"Are you sure?"
"I've never been more sure of anything in my entire life…" Before she could fully finish her sentence, her bra slipped away from her breasts and made its way to Kyoya's pocket. Not a single sleeve was moved.
Kyoya kissed her and ran his fingers down her back to her waistline. He tugged at her skirt and hesitated. Jun took his hand and helped him pull it down. She took off his shirt and he took of hers.
"Have you done this before?"
"Is it that obvious?"
"Yes." She kissed him again. "But it's okay. It's mine too." Jun pulled a condom out from her pocket.
He stopped. "And you're sure about this?"
"Just do whatever comes naturally."
Kyoya smiled. "If you say so."
And he did so freely. It was as if there were no consequences. But what he didn't expect was the news Jun came with a month later.
"I need to tell you something." Jun said from behind him, looking into the darkness.
Kyoya stood still with his launcher out in front, ready to aim. Sweat fell down in raindrops. "It better be important."
She nodded. "I'm… I'm pregnant."
His launcher lowered a bit, lowered some more, and completely fell to the ground. It was in that instant when he wished to have never seen her. It was a hit from reality that he didn't ask for.
"Say something." He didn't. "What do we do?"
"It has nothing to do with me…" He said in a low volume.
"No, sir!" She turned him around. "It has everything to do with you! It has everything to do with us! But I can't do it without you, so what should we do?"
He shrugged. "What do you want to do?"
"Do you think we can take care of a baby?" She asked. "I mean we're only teenagers, but do you think we can do it?"
Kyoya turned around and aimed Leone into the dark warehouse. There were several crashes, but he didn't mind. "That's up for you to decide."
She watched as the Beyblade reached the dark and came back to the light.
His son was around. He could smell it. As soon as he left Tsubasa's child at the doorstep, Kyoya went to find him. It wasn't too long until he saw him getting ready for a battle with Chikara. Kyoya stood back and watched them.
"Go, Leone!" Msaka shouted. "Roar, Leone!"
The girl laughed. "You cannot defeat me!"
Kyoya admired how far Msaka has come in his training. Even though he has never seen him battle, he knew that his son had the same burning spirit. Kyoya took a step back into the tall grass and left to train.
