A/N: Well, I've had a very crappy day, so of course I wrote this incredibly fluffy companion fic to my White Tigers fluffy one, and decided to make it a second chapter, even though they are both meant to be one-shots. This one is much longer than the other one, but at one point it sort of blends in with the other one. I realize that some characters may be OOC, but it just fits the story better this way. Now, this is what goes on in the hotel room of our heroes, the Bladebreakers.

Note: This fic contains implied Tyson/Max and Ray/Kai. That's shounen-ai, to those of you who might not know what I'm talking about. Boy x boy love. Ah, you get it. It's in Kenny's POV. Yes, I'm still using the dub names, since I thought it would go better with the first story.

It's started raining outside of the hotel room. I sit up in bed and rub my eyes, glancing at the window. I wonder what time it is, but Tyson answers for me before I can check.

"Seven o' clock in the morning, you stupid rain, and you decide now's the time to wake me?!"

He throws a pillow at the window and Max laughs, sitting up in his bed.

"You tell it, Tyson!"

"Would you two shut up? Some of us are trying to sleep," Kai grumbles from under his pillow.

I'm probably the only person who was able to tell what he said - I'm sleeping in the bed next to his - but Tyson and Max know him well enough to know that whatever he said was mean.

"What a grouch!" Tyson says loudly. I half-expect Kai to reach a hand up from under the sheets to flip him off, but he must be too sleepy to bother.

"Oh, come on, Kai," Ray says softly. He's still lying on his bed, but he's awake and now looking over me at the back of Kai's blue-haired head. "He's just being himself."

"I know," Kai grumbles again, trying to dig his head further into his bed to rid himself of the voices of the crazy people - i.e. Tyson and Max.

Ray laughs and shakes his head, rolling over to rest his head on his arm and shift his body. Really, sometimes that guy seems a little girly - though not as girly as Max can be sometimes.

"Hey, Chief!" Tyson calls over to me.

"What, Tyson?" I ask tiredly.

"Have you fixed my Beyblade yet?"

"I haven't had time to work on it."

"Aw, why not?"

"I've been busy with Max's. It's still recovering from being dropped into the bathtub."

Max blushes slightly, grinning sheepishly. "That was an honest mistake. It was Tyson's fault, anyways."

"What was Tyson doing in the bathtub, too?"

They both blush this time, and they look at each other briefly before shrugging at me.

"Don't ask," they chime together.

"Oh, don't worry, I don't want to know," I assure them. I roll my eyes.

Ray bursts out laughing and soon is hysterical, pounding his fist against the bed. He does that sometimes, though at the oddest moments . . .

Kai finally sits up, making some sort of animal growl. He grabs his pillow and launches it at the nearest person - of course, that would be me. I get hit smack in the face and my goggles press hard against my forehead. That's going to leave a mark. (No, I don't sleep with my goggles on, but I put them on as soon as I wake up.)

"SHUT UP!" Kai screams. "Shut up, shut up, shut up!"

"Kai's finally gone insane!" Tyson crows. "We've finally broken him!"

He reaches over the side of his bed to high-five Max, who leans out too far and falls off of the bed and in between his and Tyson's mattresses.

Ray crawls over my bed and sits on Kai's, reaching both hands out to grab the screaming one's arms to try to calm him down. Max is whining for someone to get him out and Tyson hurriedly begins yanking on his arms, trying to free the frantic blonde.

As all of this drama unfurls, I use the opportunity to grab the remote control and turn the TV on, trying to find the technology channel. They usually never let me watch it, because it is "the most boring crap I've ever seen or heard!," according to Tyson. Everyone, of course, agrees with him, though sometimes Ray will suffer through it with me so I don't get too down about it. I don't know why the White Tigers would call him a traitor so often - he's the nicest guy I've ever met, that's for sure. He was a little cocky the very first time we met him, but after that, we were always good friends.

"Hey, Kenny, don't tell me you're watching that technology crap again!" Tyson calls out to me once Max is safely sitting on the bed once again. Max crosses his arms and pouts at the crack between the two beds. Tyson reaches a hand out to ruffle his hair and Max swats at his arm.

"I'll change the channel if you want me to, Tyson," I say, holding the remote up to the TV to show I mean it.

"No, it's okay," he sighs. "I wanted to go outside and check out the rain, anyways. Is it still raining?"

He gets up from the bed and walks over to peer out the window. Max follows him, bouncing with every step and obviously over the bed incident.

I turn to look at Ray and Kai. Kai is sleeping again, arms hugging his pillow and face looking more peaceful that it has been in a long, long time. Ray is staring down at him almost affectionately, twisting a blue lock of hair in between his fingers.

I decide to give them a little privacy and turn the TV off, going to stand with Tyson and Max.

"Yes, I knew it had to still be raining!" Tyson says happily. He immediately heads to the door, twisting the knob and shoving at it. When it doesn't open, he pouts and throws his body against it. Max patiently reaches around him and pulls the door open. Tyson doesn't even blink or look embarrassed, he just thanks Max and runs outside. Max shakes his head, laughing, and runs out after him.

I close the door after us and notice that they've stopped in their tracks, a few steps from the door, and are staring at something towards the right. I look around them and see that the White Tigers are standing outside of their hotel room, staring back at us and looking as surprised as we probably look.

Well, all of them except for the short, green-haired one, who is obliviously running around in the rain and laughing to himself. As soon as he sees us standing there, he stops and gawks at us, then runs back to stand with the others, his tough mask back on his face. Really, he is such a weird kid.

"What are you looking at?" he sneers at us. Their leader, Li or something like that, turns to give him a look.

The green-haired one, whose name I now remember as Kevin, looks down at the floor, almost ashamed. He looks up at us again, narrowing his eyes.

"You didn't see anything out here, okay?"

He means the bit about him running around like his monkey bit-beast, laughing crazily and getting soaking wet.

"Right, we saw nothing," Tyson agrees.

"Okay," Kevin says, nodding. They all hurriedly turn to go back inside of their hotel room.

We do the same, only we take longer because Tyson spends half of the time trying to pull the door open when you're supposed to push it. I begin to wonder if he has a sort of problem with opening doors.

We stumble back into our hotel room. Ray and Kai are cuddling on the bed. As soon as Kai looks up to see us, he gets so freaked out that he shoves Ray off of the bed. I hear Ray say, "Ow" from somewhere on the floor.

"You saw nothing here," Kai warns us coldly. Then he peeks over the side of his bed and mumbles a "Sorry" to Ray.

"Geez, we really didn't see anything today, did we?" Tyson asks edgily.

"What are you talking about now?" Kai asks, exasperated with him.

"Nothing at all," Max responds, grinning. "We're going to get breakfast now."

And with that, Tyson and I are yanked out of the hotel room and to the lobby, or wherever they are serving breakfast in this place.

As I walk alongside two of my best friends, I can't help but feel that today is going to be as wacky as ever, and I'm so completely glad that nothing will ever change between us.

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"Two jumps in a week, I bet you think that's pretty clever, don't you boy?

Flying on your motorcycle, watching all the ground beneath you drop." - Radiohead, "high and dry"