A/N- Here is the next chapter, it took a long time for me to finish it, but
it's done. This one is going to be really good, I promise.
Disclaimer- (puts in sign) All ideas are mine, but sadly Kai and the others aren't. : _ :
Insanities Match
Chapter Five
The room was still, except for the soft breathing of a young boy, steady at it's own pace. The light from the windows made the walls seem alive, almost eerie in the dawn, and the windows were open, letting a small breeze come through. The breeze was warm, but once and awhile it would turn cold. Goosebumps were raised on the boys skin as the cold hit him, making him gasp slightly in his slumber, before his eyes fluttered open.
Kai squinted his eyes as the sunlight glared, conveniently directed right in the beyblade dish, he could already feel his head start to throb. How long had he been asleep? He looked at his watch, 7:00 am. Ahhhh shit he over slept, again. Four nights in a row now, it was all Tyson's fault; 'Sleeping in Day' he had called it. 'Just once,' he himself had said. Was there something wrong with his brain that day or what? Anyway, it had gotten him into the habit of waking up late, or 'sleeping in', and it really pissed him off. Kai stretched and yawned, vaguely he wondered if his team was waking up now, or earlier.
Knowing Ray, he was probably at Max's 'updating his blade'. 'Update' his ass. Since when does updating your blade require staying the night, and forgetting underpants? Kai shivered, how could someone be gay. It wasn't right, it was wrong. VERY WRONG. Kai grimaced; there was an unwanted, very unfortunate image.
Kenny probably didn't sleep at all, jeeze no wonder the kid didn't grow much, the weirdo. He was probably going to have a sleeping disorder, when he was older. Kai made a mental note to make sure that Kenny had a few rest days; he'd been working very hard the last few months. Damn it! He was turning soft! But, he was responsible for the team, and if Kenny got sick for a few weeks, they would fall way behind in their training schedule.
Then of course there was Tyson, well here was a no-brainer, the idiot would probably sleep in till twelve. But he couldn't do anything about it, he had noticed that Tyson was beginning to wake up earlier than usual, but then with Tyson NOTHING was usual.
"Kai!!!! Time to get up!!!" yelled someone, who was it, oh yes his grandmother. He'd found his grandmother, Kai got up and pulled himself out of the dish, accidentally scratching himself near his.eh hem, never mind. Kai hissed, that really, really hurt. He blinked and continued to pull himself out of the dish; once he was out he sat down and cupped his hands over the scratch that was causing bloodstains on his pajamas. His eyes glazed over, the pain. He heard someone come through the door.
"Oh dear, what's wrong sweetheart?" his grandmother knelt beside him, and saw the blood, and the teared cloth. "Oh Kai. I'll get a bandage." She got up and walked out of the room, some rustling noises followed, and then she appeared again. She came over, and helped him remove his pants (Briar drools), and started rapping the bandage around his thigh. When she was done she helped him put his pants back on, and then she helped him get up. "There, all better." She smiled and hugged him. Kai nodded, and looked at her.
"Sweetheart?" he asked with a raised eyebrow. His grandmother laughed and walked with him out of the room.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (Tyson)
Tyson lay in his bed, he looked at the digital clock 7:00 am. He groaned and shut his eyes, but it was no use. Kai was there, in his mind, always haunting him. "Tyson, time to get up! Your beyblade practice starts in thirty minuets!" Oh yes that was right he did have practice today, well too bad he wasn't going. "And if I'm not correct, Kai will probably be there!" Yelled his grandpa from the kitchen; Tyson sat up, and in less than five seconds became the human blur. He was dressed, had his beyblade, and had eaten breakfast in less than five minuets. And in another thirty seconds he was out the door in his winter cloths, running down the street at top speed. His Grandpa stood at the doorframe, leaning on it, while shaking his head.
"Tyson, you are one love-struck fool." With that he walked back inside.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (Tyson five minuets later)
Tyson ran into the gym, breathing heavily. "That is the last time I run like that." He panted, eyes teary from the cold wind. He sat down and looked at his watch, it said: BLADEBREAKERS DRAGOON. With a small picture of him and Dragoon on it. They were the teams' own brand of watches, there was one for each of the team members, even Kenny. Each had it's own special sound and style; his was blue and white, with wind like wavy bumps on it. Ray's was orange and black, with green tiger scratches. Max's was purple, and green, and had jagged edges. Kai's was red and blue, and had flames surrounding the clock part. And Kenny's was silver and metallic looking; with buttons that lighted up. Maybe it was silly, but Tyson thought they were pretty cool. The time at the moment was 7:15, he was fifteen minuets early.
"Were is everyone, I thought for sure Kai would be here before this." Tyson was puzzled, it was 7:30, why was no one here. And to tell the truth, he really wanted to see Kai. And he had to warn the team about Voltaire, he also had to tell them how he attacked him last night, and that they should watch their backs. He was about to start training by himself when Ray and Max walked in; he turned to them angry, "Where were you? It's 7:40, practice started ten minuets ago." Ray and Max were startled, when did Tyson start liking training?
"Sorry Tyson, we had something to finish." said Ray, looking a little guilty, and flushed. Max looked at Tyson and smiled, giving his traditional thumbs up.
"Max. why are you wearing Ray's watch?" said Tyson, glaring at the two of them. Max and Ray looked at each other and blushed. Tyson sighed, "Never mind I really don't want to know." He walked over to a chair and sat down, head in hands.
"What's wrong Tyson?" asked Max, his friend wasn't very happy, he could tell. He also knew what it was about, he knew Tyson liked Kai, and Kai didn't like him. But he wished Kai would let himself know the real Tyson, the more mature, and serious Tyson. But then again Kai wasn't gay, well as far as he knew anyway.
"Max. Kai's Grandpa. Voltaire has escaped." Max and Ray both gasped, Tyson did a creepy grin. "He attacked me last night, he was going to rape me, but I got away." Tyson looked at the ceiling, it was used and dull, weren't things supposed to look better in the morning? But then again he hardly slept at all last night.
"Oh my god, are you okay?" said Max, looking Tyson in the eye.
"Ya I'm fine." Said Tyson, as he stood up. "Hey, were is Kai?" he asked, it was 7:50, practice started twenty minuets ago. Kai should have been here by now.
"Tyson, the person we should be worrying about right now is you." Said Ray, being serious. What was Tyson's problem? He was almost raped, and he was worried about Kai?
"I said I was fine," said Tyson, calmly. "I'm just worried." He looked at Ray. 'Jeeze just leave me alone' he thought. Ray was such a worrywart sometimes. "What if Voltaire has him? He could be raped himself. And guys, he's not at practice." They looked around the room, Kai was nowhere, he hadn't arrived yet.
"I'm sure he's fine Tyson, Kai can take care of himself." Said Max smiling, "Anyway, since Kai's not here, we can go out and get pizza. No work for us today." Max and Ray walked out the door, and Tyson sat in the gym, thinking. "Hey Tyson, aren't you coming?" said Max poking his head in the door. Tyson shook his head, he was going to train, after all it would make Kai respect him more. And maybe he would be a little closer to his better.
After a while he got up and went to the lockers, the whole gym was reserved for them, so he didn't have to worry about the equipment being sweaty, or occupied. He changed into the clothes he wore for gym. They said, BLADEBREAKERS BBA on them. These clothes they used for physical training, they had different clothes for the actual beyblade training, Tyson then strapped on his kickboxing gloves, and headed for the punching bag.
One kick high, two kicks low, five blocks, and eight punches. There, his warm up was done, he walked over to a CD player and put on the song 'Off The Chain' it was their theme, jazzman always played it when they entered the stadium (It's true; the real beyblade theme for BEYBLADE 2002 is 'Off the Chain'. I have the intro, it's really good.). He began his basic movements moving faster and faster, and finally he moved on to the more advanced moves, breaking a heavy sweat as he did so. "You're getting better. Almost perfect, just remember to bend then extend, otherwise you'll hurt your leg muscles." Said a voice, Tyson froze in mid punch, who was it?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (Kai)
Kai spooned another bit of porridge into his mouth, and grimaced; it was still too hot. He reached across the table and grabbed the milk, then he poured some into the porridge. He tasted it and smiled, perfect, now all he needed was some brown sugar. "Grandma, do you have any brown sugar?" Kai called into the kitchen, he was sitting at the table, which was in a separate room.
"Yes dear, would you like some?" Kai smiled, he was definitely going to like living here, yes sir.
"Yes please." Replied our oh so pampered Kai. He sat there, he felt as though he forgot something, but he shrugged it off. It couldn't be that important, first he would finish his breakfast, 'then' he would brainstorm. It was too early anyway, damn it he was beginning to act like Tyson, he shivered at the thought. He turned back to the table, his Grandmother had already brought out the brown sugar, he reached over to the plastic tub and began spooning the sweet brown stuff out. Things for once were simple, no proticall, no restrictions on how you eat your food. But most of all, no more five forks, knives, and spoons at every meal.
He finished his breakfast and looked at his watch, 7:50am it said. What was he forgetting? Think Kai, think, what is it? Kai sat there sitting, and staring thoughtfully at the unlit lamp in the corner. His eyes widened for a second before, "OH SHIT, I FORGOT PRACTICE!" he yelled. Then he rushed over to the coat hanger and grabbed his coat, putting it on. Made sure his beyblade was in the pocket, and was opening the door when;
"KAI HIWATARI, GET BACK HERE THIS INSTANT." Yelled a very red Grandma, of a very unfortunate swearer. "THERE WILL BE NO SWEARING IN THIS HOUSE, GO UPSTAIRES AND WASH YOUR MOUTH OUT WITH SOAP. THEN YOU WILL TELL ME WHERE YOU ARE GOING, AND HOW LONG YOU WILL BE GONE!" His grandmother pointed up the stairs, Kai trudged up, head down. Okay, so living here wouldn't be always great, so what?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (Max and Ray)
Max sat on Ray's lap, they were in Ray's hotel room after finishing off a large pizza. "Hey Ray, what do you think we should do, about Voltaire and all." Said Max, looking at Ray. Ray frowned, his eyebrows furrowed in deep thought, after a while he gave up.
"I don't know Max, we can't call the police. It would attract way too much media, and attention." He looked at Max, being serious, "We have to do this on our own, we can tell Mr. Dickinson, but he would probably want to call the police too." Ray let out a frustrated sigh, "Really Max I don't know, but we should all stick together. And stay in buildings."
"Ummm Ray, we left Tyson alone, in a gym with lots of sharp equipment." Max pointed out.
Ray grinned and let out a nervous chuckle, "Starting tomorrow morning." He said to Max, and held him tight.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (Kai)
"Where are you going to be again?" asked Kai's worried Grandmother. He could tell she was worried, because she asked the same question three times, and she was all fluttery voiced.
"First Street gym." Said Kai while rolling his eyes, 'I'm sixteen for goodness sake!' he thought, very annoyed.
"How long?"
"Till 9:00. am."
"My house's street name."
"Takuya road."
"Number."
"Seventeen, can I go now?"
"Yes."
"Good."
With that Kai left, running down the street, his watch said 8:10am. "Crap, crap, crap, crap. Crap, crap, crap, crap." And so forth, until he reached the gym. He heard, a person hitting a punching bag, good at least someone was training. Probably Ray.
He heard a CD start up, 'Off the chain, crus en thr ou cyan breough, Off the Chain takashi toe ko so', ect. (I'm not sure if this is correct, I'm just going by the sound) he liked this song, it had a good beat to it, and it was tough sounding. A real beyblade song, and it was their intro. The White Tigers had the wimpiest song ever; it was 'Type Wild' if he was going to gag, he would do it in their face (Not dissing White Tigers, they're cool). And the All-Stars got, 'Born to be Wild' it was actually not that bad, it was okay.
He walked over to the lockers, and took out his gym clothes; they were the same as everyone else's, except his said 'CAPTAIN' on the back. He walked toward the sound of the music, strapping on his kickboxing gloves, he turned the last corner and looked up.
And there was Tyson, punching a punching bag, in VERY complex moves. His eyes widened when he saw that Tyson was sweaty, and all his clothes were sticking to him. 'Well I guess he does have muscles.' He thought, looking at Tyson chest. 'Amazing, he's actually training. Doing very well too.' After about a minuet, he decided he would make his presence known. "You're getting better. Almost perfect, just remember to bend then extend, otherwise you'll hurt your leg muscles." He saw Tyson freeze, he hadn't known that he was here, just like he expected. They would have to work on that. Tyson turned, and stared.
"Hey Kai, took your sweet time getting here didn't you?" Tyson grinned nervously, and then he put his hands on his hips in a mocking manner.
"Where are Max, and Ray." Asked Kai, though he already knew the answer. He looked at Tyson while fiddling with his shirt, Kai sighed, Tyson was very touchy on this subject. When they had walked in on Mariah and Lee from the White Tigers, Tyson was the most disturbed. Not that they all weren't disturbed, though, because they were.
He looked at Tyson, he was TRAINING. Tyson never trained, it was down right unnatural, not that he minded though. Currently, Tyson's clothes were sticking in all the right places, he looked at the chest. Well muscled, probably the same colour of his face's skin too. If there was one thing that Kai 'did' like about Tyson, it was his skin colour, he thought it was cool how it was always tanned, even in the winter. Him, he burned. The team had learned that when they went to the beach, on vacation, that's right he did set up vacations. He had turned into what was described as; a ripe tomato. While Tyson got darker, and darker, and darker.
He looked at Tyson's face again, he was speaking. "Well you see. they kinda went out to get pizza. They invited me, but I said no. And also, knowing them, they're probably doing THAT." Tyson looked at Kai eyes sparkling, like he was proud of something.
'Well he should be,' thought Kai, 'he actually didn't think about food. I guess we're all changing, slowly.'
Kai looked at Tyson, "Well keep on training," he turned away to get the dumbbells "But remember to be aware of things around you. When I came in, you should have known I was there, but it's good that you're concentrating." Kai paused, when he saw Tyson's eyes light up.
"Okay Kai." Said Tyson, obviously proud of himself. With that he turned back to the punching bag, and rewound the song. Then it started up again, Kai shook his head, he couldn't believe how good Tyson was at kickboxing. He'd never really paid attention to Tyson when they trained; he hadn't thought it was necessary. He was only beginning to get to know Tyson he realized, but as he thought about it, he really didn't want to know what went on inside that head. But then again. he did.
The song ended, Kai wondered how long Tyson had been training, he looked tiered. "Tyson, when did you start training?" asked Kai, he couldn't help it, he was worried. Tyson was almost collapsing, when he spoke.
"Since 8:00 am." Said Tyson smiling weakly. Kai looked at his watch, it said 8:50am. Tyson had been training for fifty minuets straight, that was way too much for a guy of Tyson's size, kickboxing was tiring. He was surprised he hadn't collapsed yet.
"Here, sit down and I'll get some water. Jesus Tyson." Said Kai as he helped Tyson into a seat, noticing the bags under his eyes. He collapsed in the seat, his head rolling to the side. Mumbling slightly.
Kai went to the vending machine and got a bottle of water, then he walked back to Tyson, who was still mumbling nonsense. Kai unscrewed the cap, and helped Tyson sit up, then he poured some water into Tyson's open mouth, urging him to swallow. Kai felt Tyson's forehead, slight temperature, he was just tiered. He'd better rest though, Kai heard the phone ring, 'Who the hell would phone a gym?' thought Kai, what reason would a person phone for?
Despite how stupid Kai thought it was, he picked up the phone. "Hello? Is Kai there?" Kai hesitated, it was risky, but he thought; What the hell, why not?
"Speaking." He said.
"Thank god you're okay. Do you know what time it is?" Said the voice. Kai looked at his watch,
"9:01?" he questioned, confused.
"That's right 9:01. YOU SAID YOU"D BE HOME AT 9:00!!!!! WHERE WERE YOU! YOU HAD ME WORRIED SICK!!!!" Kai winced; at least he knew who it was. And geeze his Grandma could yell.
"Sorry grandma, but one of my teammates isn't feeling good. So could you pick me up at 10:00? I'm really sorry." He heard a sigh on the other end of the line.
"That's okay, I'm just glad you're okay. I hope your teammate feels better, which one is it?"
"Tyson."
"Okay, bye. I love you."
"O-Okay umm bye?" said the awkward feeling Kai, no one had EVER said 'I love you' to him. He hung up the phone and went back to Tyson, who was finishing off the water. "Feeling better?" Kai asked.
"Yea, I guess I just pushed myself a little too hard." Said Tyson, looking at his crush through the corner of his eye. 'Godly.' He thought.
Kai nodded, "Good," he looked at the training schedule. "We were supposed to go up for physical combat next. You up for it?" he looked at Tyson. Tyson nodded. Kai knew Tyson was not okay, but it was his choice, or more likely his funeral.
They walked over to the ring. It was padded on the floors in two colours, blue, and red. Kai took the red side to start on, while Tyson took the blue. They got ready, in position, then they attacked. Running toward each other like their lives depended on it.
Strike.
"So Tyson, why are you so tiered" panted Kai, sending a roundhouse kick that was blocked by Tyson. "Having some fun with Max and Ray?" He grinned, blocking another jab.
Punch.
"Don't joke Kai." Growled Tyson. "I couldn't sleep, so I went out for a walk." Tyson blocked a punch, and glanced away.
Block.
"You're not telling me everything, are you?" Kai gritted his teeth as a punch found it's way to his stomach, knocking out the wind in him. Tyson's gloved fist almost contacted with Kai's cheek. "Tell me." Hissed Kai, close to Tyson's ear, holding the fist with one hand. "You're good Tyson, but not that good." He laughed, and flipped Tyson on his back, and then he sat on him. Crossing his legs, Kai sat there while Tyson squirmed.
"I would have told you anyways." Said Tyson, actually enjoying the feeling of Kai sitting on him. "But I'll tell you now, you're not going to like it though." Tyson told Kai about his Grandpa, though he left out the intended rape part.
"I know he escaped, he visited me." Kai leaned back a bit, stretching. "Actually, he took something of mine in the process." He grimaced, remembering the kiss his Grandfather gave him. "But you say he confronted you?" Tyson did a half nod, his head could hardly move in this position. "And what did he call you?"
"Beautiful." Said Tyson.
Kai wasn't so sure about that, but he shrugged it off. He wasn't gay, how would he know if Tyson was considered beautiful? "That's a little strange.," said Kai hoarsely, he was thirsty. "Lets go get something to drink, I'm thirsty." He got off Tyson and dusted himself off, and then he walked away toward the vending machines. Tyson followed, change in hand.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (9:50am)
Kai and Tyson sat in silence. Kai flipping his coin over and over, making silent bets in his mind whether it would be heads or tails. Tyson all the while was thinking about how nice Kai was today, it was like he all of a sudden had a new life or something. Tyson closed his eyes, picturing Kai; he had no trouble making every detail perfect, because Kai was so perfect already. His eyes were perfect, his lips were perfect, his body was perfect. EVERYTHING about him was perfect, he loved him. Tyson knew that he had no chance, but he could still dream, he could make every fantasy his mind possessed come true. But it hurt to know it was only a dream, it hurt so much.
"Hey Tyson, make sure to go to bed on time tonight. Okay? We don't want you to get sick," Kai looked him in the eye, "Because frankly, we wouldn't even have a chance at winning the next tournament without you." Tyson felt his heart lift, that had to be the nicest thing Kai had ever said to him, EVER.
"KAI!! TIME TO GO!!" yelled what had to be an older woman. Tyson gave Kai a peace sign, before he turned back to his water bottle. He heard a car start up and leave, there he went, the boy he couldn't touch without getting hurt in return.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (Tyson's House)
Tyson flopped down onto his bed, and sighed. That had to be the best morning of his life, Kai and him kickboxing, all sweaty. Then hearing Kai change in the restroom, him helping him after he pushed himself too hard, then Kai sitting on him. A whole morning of a nice Kai, well maybe not exactly 'nice', maybe semi-nice. But it was as nice as Kai got, ANY time of the day. Tyson squealed; he was so happy. 'Woh, calm down Tyson, you sound like a school girl with as crush.' He thought, but he couldn't calm down, he giggled a little while before he fell asleep hugging his pillow.
"Oh man Tyson that's just going a little overboard." Said his Grandpa, after Tyson had gone to sleep. 'But keep on hoping, because I think Kai is just getting to know you. And he likes ya more than you think.' Tyson's Grandpa picked up the dirty clothes on Tyson's bedroom floor, and walked out, closing the door behind him.
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A/N-Longest chapter ever, hoped you liked it.
Disclaimer- (puts in sign) All ideas are mine, but sadly Kai and the others aren't. : _ :
Insanities Match
Chapter Five
The room was still, except for the soft breathing of a young boy, steady at it's own pace. The light from the windows made the walls seem alive, almost eerie in the dawn, and the windows were open, letting a small breeze come through. The breeze was warm, but once and awhile it would turn cold. Goosebumps were raised on the boys skin as the cold hit him, making him gasp slightly in his slumber, before his eyes fluttered open.
Kai squinted his eyes as the sunlight glared, conveniently directed right in the beyblade dish, he could already feel his head start to throb. How long had he been asleep? He looked at his watch, 7:00 am. Ahhhh shit he over slept, again. Four nights in a row now, it was all Tyson's fault; 'Sleeping in Day' he had called it. 'Just once,' he himself had said. Was there something wrong with his brain that day or what? Anyway, it had gotten him into the habit of waking up late, or 'sleeping in', and it really pissed him off. Kai stretched and yawned, vaguely he wondered if his team was waking up now, or earlier.
Knowing Ray, he was probably at Max's 'updating his blade'. 'Update' his ass. Since when does updating your blade require staying the night, and forgetting underpants? Kai shivered, how could someone be gay. It wasn't right, it was wrong. VERY WRONG. Kai grimaced; there was an unwanted, very unfortunate image.
Kenny probably didn't sleep at all, jeeze no wonder the kid didn't grow much, the weirdo. He was probably going to have a sleeping disorder, when he was older. Kai made a mental note to make sure that Kenny had a few rest days; he'd been working very hard the last few months. Damn it! He was turning soft! But, he was responsible for the team, and if Kenny got sick for a few weeks, they would fall way behind in their training schedule.
Then of course there was Tyson, well here was a no-brainer, the idiot would probably sleep in till twelve. But he couldn't do anything about it, he had noticed that Tyson was beginning to wake up earlier than usual, but then with Tyson NOTHING was usual.
"Kai!!!! Time to get up!!!" yelled someone, who was it, oh yes his grandmother. He'd found his grandmother, Kai got up and pulled himself out of the dish, accidentally scratching himself near his.eh hem, never mind. Kai hissed, that really, really hurt. He blinked and continued to pull himself out of the dish; once he was out he sat down and cupped his hands over the scratch that was causing bloodstains on his pajamas. His eyes glazed over, the pain. He heard someone come through the door.
"Oh dear, what's wrong sweetheart?" his grandmother knelt beside him, and saw the blood, and the teared cloth. "Oh Kai. I'll get a bandage." She got up and walked out of the room, some rustling noises followed, and then she appeared again. She came over, and helped him remove his pants (Briar drools), and started rapping the bandage around his thigh. When she was done she helped him put his pants back on, and then she helped him get up. "There, all better." She smiled and hugged him. Kai nodded, and looked at her.
"Sweetheart?" he asked with a raised eyebrow. His grandmother laughed and walked with him out of the room.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (Tyson)
Tyson lay in his bed, he looked at the digital clock 7:00 am. He groaned and shut his eyes, but it was no use. Kai was there, in his mind, always haunting him. "Tyson, time to get up! Your beyblade practice starts in thirty minuets!" Oh yes that was right he did have practice today, well too bad he wasn't going. "And if I'm not correct, Kai will probably be there!" Yelled his grandpa from the kitchen; Tyson sat up, and in less than five seconds became the human blur. He was dressed, had his beyblade, and had eaten breakfast in less than five minuets. And in another thirty seconds he was out the door in his winter cloths, running down the street at top speed. His Grandpa stood at the doorframe, leaning on it, while shaking his head.
"Tyson, you are one love-struck fool." With that he walked back inside.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (Tyson five minuets later)
Tyson ran into the gym, breathing heavily. "That is the last time I run like that." He panted, eyes teary from the cold wind. He sat down and looked at his watch, it said: BLADEBREAKERS DRAGOON. With a small picture of him and Dragoon on it. They were the teams' own brand of watches, there was one for each of the team members, even Kenny. Each had it's own special sound and style; his was blue and white, with wind like wavy bumps on it. Ray's was orange and black, with green tiger scratches. Max's was purple, and green, and had jagged edges. Kai's was red and blue, and had flames surrounding the clock part. And Kenny's was silver and metallic looking; with buttons that lighted up. Maybe it was silly, but Tyson thought they were pretty cool. The time at the moment was 7:15, he was fifteen minuets early.
"Were is everyone, I thought for sure Kai would be here before this." Tyson was puzzled, it was 7:30, why was no one here. And to tell the truth, he really wanted to see Kai. And he had to warn the team about Voltaire, he also had to tell them how he attacked him last night, and that they should watch their backs. He was about to start training by himself when Ray and Max walked in; he turned to them angry, "Where were you? It's 7:40, practice started ten minuets ago." Ray and Max were startled, when did Tyson start liking training?
"Sorry Tyson, we had something to finish." said Ray, looking a little guilty, and flushed. Max looked at Tyson and smiled, giving his traditional thumbs up.
"Max. why are you wearing Ray's watch?" said Tyson, glaring at the two of them. Max and Ray looked at each other and blushed. Tyson sighed, "Never mind I really don't want to know." He walked over to a chair and sat down, head in hands.
"What's wrong Tyson?" asked Max, his friend wasn't very happy, he could tell. He also knew what it was about, he knew Tyson liked Kai, and Kai didn't like him. But he wished Kai would let himself know the real Tyson, the more mature, and serious Tyson. But then again Kai wasn't gay, well as far as he knew anyway.
"Max. Kai's Grandpa. Voltaire has escaped." Max and Ray both gasped, Tyson did a creepy grin. "He attacked me last night, he was going to rape me, but I got away." Tyson looked at the ceiling, it was used and dull, weren't things supposed to look better in the morning? But then again he hardly slept at all last night.
"Oh my god, are you okay?" said Max, looking Tyson in the eye.
"Ya I'm fine." Said Tyson, as he stood up. "Hey, were is Kai?" he asked, it was 7:50, practice started twenty minuets ago. Kai should have been here by now.
"Tyson, the person we should be worrying about right now is you." Said Ray, being serious. What was Tyson's problem? He was almost raped, and he was worried about Kai?
"I said I was fine," said Tyson, calmly. "I'm just worried." He looked at Ray. 'Jeeze just leave me alone' he thought. Ray was such a worrywart sometimes. "What if Voltaire has him? He could be raped himself. And guys, he's not at practice." They looked around the room, Kai was nowhere, he hadn't arrived yet.
"I'm sure he's fine Tyson, Kai can take care of himself." Said Max smiling, "Anyway, since Kai's not here, we can go out and get pizza. No work for us today." Max and Ray walked out the door, and Tyson sat in the gym, thinking. "Hey Tyson, aren't you coming?" said Max poking his head in the door. Tyson shook his head, he was going to train, after all it would make Kai respect him more. And maybe he would be a little closer to his better.
After a while he got up and went to the lockers, the whole gym was reserved for them, so he didn't have to worry about the equipment being sweaty, or occupied. He changed into the clothes he wore for gym. They said, BLADEBREAKERS BBA on them. These clothes they used for physical training, they had different clothes for the actual beyblade training, Tyson then strapped on his kickboxing gloves, and headed for the punching bag.
One kick high, two kicks low, five blocks, and eight punches. There, his warm up was done, he walked over to a CD player and put on the song 'Off The Chain' it was their theme, jazzman always played it when they entered the stadium (It's true; the real beyblade theme for BEYBLADE 2002 is 'Off the Chain'. I have the intro, it's really good.). He began his basic movements moving faster and faster, and finally he moved on to the more advanced moves, breaking a heavy sweat as he did so. "You're getting better. Almost perfect, just remember to bend then extend, otherwise you'll hurt your leg muscles." Said a voice, Tyson froze in mid punch, who was it?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (Kai)
Kai spooned another bit of porridge into his mouth, and grimaced; it was still too hot. He reached across the table and grabbed the milk, then he poured some into the porridge. He tasted it and smiled, perfect, now all he needed was some brown sugar. "Grandma, do you have any brown sugar?" Kai called into the kitchen, he was sitting at the table, which was in a separate room.
"Yes dear, would you like some?" Kai smiled, he was definitely going to like living here, yes sir.
"Yes please." Replied our oh so pampered Kai. He sat there, he felt as though he forgot something, but he shrugged it off. It couldn't be that important, first he would finish his breakfast, 'then' he would brainstorm. It was too early anyway, damn it he was beginning to act like Tyson, he shivered at the thought. He turned back to the table, his Grandmother had already brought out the brown sugar, he reached over to the plastic tub and began spooning the sweet brown stuff out. Things for once were simple, no proticall, no restrictions on how you eat your food. But most of all, no more five forks, knives, and spoons at every meal.
He finished his breakfast and looked at his watch, 7:50am it said. What was he forgetting? Think Kai, think, what is it? Kai sat there sitting, and staring thoughtfully at the unlit lamp in the corner. His eyes widened for a second before, "OH SHIT, I FORGOT PRACTICE!" he yelled. Then he rushed over to the coat hanger and grabbed his coat, putting it on. Made sure his beyblade was in the pocket, and was opening the door when;
"KAI HIWATARI, GET BACK HERE THIS INSTANT." Yelled a very red Grandma, of a very unfortunate swearer. "THERE WILL BE NO SWEARING IN THIS HOUSE, GO UPSTAIRES AND WASH YOUR MOUTH OUT WITH SOAP. THEN YOU WILL TELL ME WHERE YOU ARE GOING, AND HOW LONG YOU WILL BE GONE!" His grandmother pointed up the stairs, Kai trudged up, head down. Okay, so living here wouldn't be always great, so what?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (Max and Ray)
Max sat on Ray's lap, they were in Ray's hotel room after finishing off a large pizza. "Hey Ray, what do you think we should do, about Voltaire and all." Said Max, looking at Ray. Ray frowned, his eyebrows furrowed in deep thought, after a while he gave up.
"I don't know Max, we can't call the police. It would attract way too much media, and attention." He looked at Max, being serious, "We have to do this on our own, we can tell Mr. Dickinson, but he would probably want to call the police too." Ray let out a frustrated sigh, "Really Max I don't know, but we should all stick together. And stay in buildings."
"Ummm Ray, we left Tyson alone, in a gym with lots of sharp equipment." Max pointed out.
Ray grinned and let out a nervous chuckle, "Starting tomorrow morning." He said to Max, and held him tight.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (Kai)
"Where are you going to be again?" asked Kai's worried Grandmother. He could tell she was worried, because she asked the same question three times, and she was all fluttery voiced.
"First Street gym." Said Kai while rolling his eyes, 'I'm sixteen for goodness sake!' he thought, very annoyed.
"How long?"
"Till 9:00. am."
"My house's street name."
"Takuya road."
"Number."
"Seventeen, can I go now?"
"Yes."
"Good."
With that Kai left, running down the street, his watch said 8:10am. "Crap, crap, crap, crap. Crap, crap, crap, crap." And so forth, until he reached the gym. He heard, a person hitting a punching bag, good at least someone was training. Probably Ray.
He heard a CD start up, 'Off the chain, crus en thr ou cyan breough, Off the Chain takashi toe ko so', ect. (I'm not sure if this is correct, I'm just going by the sound) he liked this song, it had a good beat to it, and it was tough sounding. A real beyblade song, and it was their intro. The White Tigers had the wimpiest song ever; it was 'Type Wild' if he was going to gag, he would do it in their face (Not dissing White Tigers, they're cool). And the All-Stars got, 'Born to be Wild' it was actually not that bad, it was okay.
He walked over to the lockers, and took out his gym clothes; they were the same as everyone else's, except his said 'CAPTAIN' on the back. He walked toward the sound of the music, strapping on his kickboxing gloves, he turned the last corner and looked up.
And there was Tyson, punching a punching bag, in VERY complex moves. His eyes widened when he saw that Tyson was sweaty, and all his clothes were sticking to him. 'Well I guess he does have muscles.' He thought, looking at Tyson chest. 'Amazing, he's actually training. Doing very well too.' After about a minuet, he decided he would make his presence known. "You're getting better. Almost perfect, just remember to bend then extend, otherwise you'll hurt your leg muscles." He saw Tyson freeze, he hadn't known that he was here, just like he expected. They would have to work on that. Tyson turned, and stared.
"Hey Kai, took your sweet time getting here didn't you?" Tyson grinned nervously, and then he put his hands on his hips in a mocking manner.
"Where are Max, and Ray." Asked Kai, though he already knew the answer. He looked at Tyson while fiddling with his shirt, Kai sighed, Tyson was very touchy on this subject. When they had walked in on Mariah and Lee from the White Tigers, Tyson was the most disturbed. Not that they all weren't disturbed, though, because they were.
He looked at Tyson, he was TRAINING. Tyson never trained, it was down right unnatural, not that he minded though. Currently, Tyson's clothes were sticking in all the right places, he looked at the chest. Well muscled, probably the same colour of his face's skin too. If there was one thing that Kai 'did' like about Tyson, it was his skin colour, he thought it was cool how it was always tanned, even in the winter. Him, he burned. The team had learned that when they went to the beach, on vacation, that's right he did set up vacations. He had turned into what was described as; a ripe tomato. While Tyson got darker, and darker, and darker.
He looked at Tyson's face again, he was speaking. "Well you see. they kinda went out to get pizza. They invited me, but I said no. And also, knowing them, they're probably doing THAT." Tyson looked at Kai eyes sparkling, like he was proud of something.
'Well he should be,' thought Kai, 'he actually didn't think about food. I guess we're all changing, slowly.'
Kai looked at Tyson, "Well keep on training," he turned away to get the dumbbells "But remember to be aware of things around you. When I came in, you should have known I was there, but it's good that you're concentrating." Kai paused, when he saw Tyson's eyes light up.
"Okay Kai." Said Tyson, obviously proud of himself. With that he turned back to the punching bag, and rewound the song. Then it started up again, Kai shook his head, he couldn't believe how good Tyson was at kickboxing. He'd never really paid attention to Tyson when they trained; he hadn't thought it was necessary. He was only beginning to get to know Tyson he realized, but as he thought about it, he really didn't want to know what went on inside that head. But then again. he did.
The song ended, Kai wondered how long Tyson had been training, he looked tiered. "Tyson, when did you start training?" asked Kai, he couldn't help it, he was worried. Tyson was almost collapsing, when he spoke.
"Since 8:00 am." Said Tyson smiling weakly. Kai looked at his watch, it said 8:50am. Tyson had been training for fifty minuets straight, that was way too much for a guy of Tyson's size, kickboxing was tiring. He was surprised he hadn't collapsed yet.
"Here, sit down and I'll get some water. Jesus Tyson." Said Kai as he helped Tyson into a seat, noticing the bags under his eyes. He collapsed in the seat, his head rolling to the side. Mumbling slightly.
Kai went to the vending machine and got a bottle of water, then he walked back to Tyson, who was still mumbling nonsense. Kai unscrewed the cap, and helped Tyson sit up, then he poured some water into Tyson's open mouth, urging him to swallow. Kai felt Tyson's forehead, slight temperature, he was just tiered. He'd better rest though, Kai heard the phone ring, 'Who the hell would phone a gym?' thought Kai, what reason would a person phone for?
Despite how stupid Kai thought it was, he picked up the phone. "Hello? Is Kai there?" Kai hesitated, it was risky, but he thought; What the hell, why not?
"Speaking." He said.
"Thank god you're okay. Do you know what time it is?" Said the voice. Kai looked at his watch,
"9:01?" he questioned, confused.
"That's right 9:01. YOU SAID YOU"D BE HOME AT 9:00!!!!! WHERE WERE YOU! YOU HAD ME WORRIED SICK!!!!" Kai winced; at least he knew who it was. And geeze his Grandma could yell.
"Sorry grandma, but one of my teammates isn't feeling good. So could you pick me up at 10:00? I'm really sorry." He heard a sigh on the other end of the line.
"That's okay, I'm just glad you're okay. I hope your teammate feels better, which one is it?"
"Tyson."
"Okay, bye. I love you."
"O-Okay umm bye?" said the awkward feeling Kai, no one had EVER said 'I love you' to him. He hung up the phone and went back to Tyson, who was finishing off the water. "Feeling better?" Kai asked.
"Yea, I guess I just pushed myself a little too hard." Said Tyson, looking at his crush through the corner of his eye. 'Godly.' He thought.
Kai nodded, "Good," he looked at the training schedule. "We were supposed to go up for physical combat next. You up for it?" he looked at Tyson. Tyson nodded. Kai knew Tyson was not okay, but it was his choice, or more likely his funeral.
They walked over to the ring. It was padded on the floors in two colours, blue, and red. Kai took the red side to start on, while Tyson took the blue. They got ready, in position, then they attacked. Running toward each other like their lives depended on it.
Strike.
"So Tyson, why are you so tiered" panted Kai, sending a roundhouse kick that was blocked by Tyson. "Having some fun with Max and Ray?" He grinned, blocking another jab.
Punch.
"Don't joke Kai." Growled Tyson. "I couldn't sleep, so I went out for a walk." Tyson blocked a punch, and glanced away.
Block.
"You're not telling me everything, are you?" Kai gritted his teeth as a punch found it's way to his stomach, knocking out the wind in him. Tyson's gloved fist almost contacted with Kai's cheek. "Tell me." Hissed Kai, close to Tyson's ear, holding the fist with one hand. "You're good Tyson, but not that good." He laughed, and flipped Tyson on his back, and then he sat on him. Crossing his legs, Kai sat there while Tyson squirmed.
"I would have told you anyways." Said Tyson, actually enjoying the feeling of Kai sitting on him. "But I'll tell you now, you're not going to like it though." Tyson told Kai about his Grandpa, though he left out the intended rape part.
"I know he escaped, he visited me." Kai leaned back a bit, stretching. "Actually, he took something of mine in the process." He grimaced, remembering the kiss his Grandfather gave him. "But you say he confronted you?" Tyson did a half nod, his head could hardly move in this position. "And what did he call you?"
"Beautiful." Said Tyson.
Kai wasn't so sure about that, but he shrugged it off. He wasn't gay, how would he know if Tyson was considered beautiful? "That's a little strange.," said Kai hoarsely, he was thirsty. "Lets go get something to drink, I'm thirsty." He got off Tyson and dusted himself off, and then he walked away toward the vending machines. Tyson followed, change in hand.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (9:50am)
Kai and Tyson sat in silence. Kai flipping his coin over and over, making silent bets in his mind whether it would be heads or tails. Tyson all the while was thinking about how nice Kai was today, it was like he all of a sudden had a new life or something. Tyson closed his eyes, picturing Kai; he had no trouble making every detail perfect, because Kai was so perfect already. His eyes were perfect, his lips were perfect, his body was perfect. EVERYTHING about him was perfect, he loved him. Tyson knew that he had no chance, but he could still dream, he could make every fantasy his mind possessed come true. But it hurt to know it was only a dream, it hurt so much.
"Hey Tyson, make sure to go to bed on time tonight. Okay? We don't want you to get sick," Kai looked him in the eye, "Because frankly, we wouldn't even have a chance at winning the next tournament without you." Tyson felt his heart lift, that had to be the nicest thing Kai had ever said to him, EVER.
"KAI!! TIME TO GO!!" yelled what had to be an older woman. Tyson gave Kai a peace sign, before he turned back to his water bottle. He heard a car start up and leave, there he went, the boy he couldn't touch without getting hurt in return.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (Tyson's House)
Tyson flopped down onto his bed, and sighed. That had to be the best morning of his life, Kai and him kickboxing, all sweaty. Then hearing Kai change in the restroom, him helping him after he pushed himself too hard, then Kai sitting on him. A whole morning of a nice Kai, well maybe not exactly 'nice', maybe semi-nice. But it was as nice as Kai got, ANY time of the day. Tyson squealed; he was so happy. 'Woh, calm down Tyson, you sound like a school girl with as crush.' He thought, but he couldn't calm down, he giggled a little while before he fell asleep hugging his pillow.
"Oh man Tyson that's just going a little overboard." Said his Grandpa, after Tyson had gone to sleep. 'But keep on hoping, because I think Kai is just getting to know you. And he likes ya more than you think.' Tyson's Grandpa picked up the dirty clothes on Tyson's bedroom floor, and walked out, closing the door behind him.
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A/N-Longest chapter ever, hoped you liked it.
