This is Ray/Kai, Haven't figured out any more pairings. You don't like
Ray/Kai, I don't care. If you don't like, then leave. My English is pretty
shit (according to my teacher, I swear.........I'll kill her) so don't
complain. I don't own Beyblade. I also don't own Audioslave or any rights
to their song "Like A Stone". THANKS TO ALL WHO REVIEWED! Oh yeah, they are
all still in Russia. "Speaking" (Yeah...I kinda think you know that
already)
Well, there is gonna be swearing, someone's not in the best mood
'So I'll drink to health....while you kill yourself'~ Cochise, Audioslave
'Nail in my hand, from my creator. You gave me life now show me how to live'~ Show me how to live, Audioslave (No, they are not a gospel band)
RAY'S POV:
I feel myself being dragged forcefully to my feet and I hear an argument ensue between Mr Dickenson and the bartender. I can barely make out what they're saying. I have heard Tyson's name a couple of times and my name too. They must be yelling about the drinking, how we are underage. I see a blur of pink rush over to me, followed by angry squeals.
My head is pounding and I can feel vomit creeping up my throat. The room is spinning, lucky someone is carrying me. I don't care who, I just don't fucking care. I have my own problems.
Through my hazy vision I see I am being taken to the elevator, to go up to my room. My whole body convulses as the vomit tickles the back of my throat.
"Ray, Ray its okay. You just have to hold it in till we get to your room, okay sweetie?" Judy's sickly sweet voice says (A/N: I don't know what her voice sounds like!!) She sounds so concerned, I guess mothers are like that or something. I don't know...and I have other things to dwell on.
There's also the matter of the hangover, and Kai. I don't think Kai is going to appreciate the sound of throwing up all night.
*DING *
I am dragged out of the elevator by Mr Tate, (A/N: Max's Dad) whilst Judy is whispering reassurance in my ear. I am taken into the small room and then into the bedroom and then into one of the bathrooms attached to the bedroom. There is one on either side of the double bed that Kai and I have to share. I make it to the bowl in time before the stream of vomit comes out of my mouth. A mixture of tonight's dinner and the alcohol I consumed.
"Here drink some water," The mother of the cheerful blond says as she hands me a clear glass.
I am able to stop spewing for a moment to tell her to fuck off. Not the nicest choice of words, but I feel like shit and am spewing my guts out, I don't feel like drinking ANYTHING after tonight's little drinking session. Judy looks offended and some what upset at my words.
"Its do you don't dehydrate", she says.
Oh yeah, I forgot about that. I grab the glass and down it in one go, before continuing my previous activity of empting my stomach...
KAI'S POV:
I see Ray dragged off to the elevator and wonder how much he's going to suffer tomorrow, not to mention that he's going to drive me nuts tonight with his vomiting, and how I could have prevented it by just stopping him earlier. Then again, not my problem. If he chooses to drink that's his choice.
"HOW DARE YOU?!?!" I hear.
I turn to the source of the voice, Mariah. She walks over to me and roughly grabs me by my collar. Woah...PMS! She doesn't hide her displeaure with me, I can see that by the angry scowl on her face. Hee hee, like a wet cat.
"What?" I sneer trying to contain my laughter at how stupid she looks and the fact that she thinks she could beat me.
"YOU SAW RAY! YOU SAW HIM AND YOU DIDN'T STOP HIM!" She screams.
"Yeah, I see a lot of people" I say. "You...YOU STUPID FUCKER" she says, then she places a hard slap on my cheek. My face burns, feels like I had a cattle brand put on my face. She snorts at me before walking back to her team in a huff.
That was dramatic. I glance around the dance party to see that the party has died completely, the lights are back on and the music has stopped. Well, nothing here for me. I give the room one last glance before the elevator door closes.
I am tired and angry...I don't like this chapter, but personally I don't think I can write. I am only writing this because I got an idea for this fic AGES ago. Back then I planned to make it a DBZ fic because I hated Beyblade. It was only until my best friend 'Sooty' started showing me HER Ray/Kai fics I started liking it. I wanted to put it up because I saw other stories that were like mine and I decided to put this on so no one can say I stole their idea. I hate it when people say I steal they're ideas....Shit.when I want your idea, I'll beat it out of you. Until then review!!! I will be should be able to update A LOT sooner because I refuse to give my parents my report card, so I am just grounded. I haven't lost my computer privileges yet. I am rambling, JUST REVIEW!! DO IT!!! *shakes fist *
Well, there is gonna be swearing, someone's not in the best mood
'So I'll drink to health....while you kill yourself'~ Cochise, Audioslave
'Nail in my hand, from my creator. You gave me life now show me how to live'~ Show me how to live, Audioslave (No, they are not a gospel band)
RAY'S POV:
I feel myself being dragged forcefully to my feet and I hear an argument ensue between Mr Dickenson and the bartender. I can barely make out what they're saying. I have heard Tyson's name a couple of times and my name too. They must be yelling about the drinking, how we are underage. I see a blur of pink rush over to me, followed by angry squeals.
My head is pounding and I can feel vomit creeping up my throat. The room is spinning, lucky someone is carrying me. I don't care who, I just don't fucking care. I have my own problems.
Through my hazy vision I see I am being taken to the elevator, to go up to my room. My whole body convulses as the vomit tickles the back of my throat.
"Ray, Ray its okay. You just have to hold it in till we get to your room, okay sweetie?" Judy's sickly sweet voice says (A/N: I don't know what her voice sounds like!!) She sounds so concerned, I guess mothers are like that or something. I don't know...and I have other things to dwell on.
There's also the matter of the hangover, and Kai. I don't think Kai is going to appreciate the sound of throwing up all night.
*DING *
I am dragged out of the elevator by Mr Tate, (A/N: Max's Dad) whilst Judy is whispering reassurance in my ear. I am taken into the small room and then into the bedroom and then into one of the bathrooms attached to the bedroom. There is one on either side of the double bed that Kai and I have to share. I make it to the bowl in time before the stream of vomit comes out of my mouth. A mixture of tonight's dinner and the alcohol I consumed.
"Here drink some water," The mother of the cheerful blond says as she hands me a clear glass.
I am able to stop spewing for a moment to tell her to fuck off. Not the nicest choice of words, but I feel like shit and am spewing my guts out, I don't feel like drinking ANYTHING after tonight's little drinking session. Judy looks offended and some what upset at my words.
"Its do you don't dehydrate", she says.
Oh yeah, I forgot about that. I grab the glass and down it in one go, before continuing my previous activity of empting my stomach...
KAI'S POV:
I see Ray dragged off to the elevator and wonder how much he's going to suffer tomorrow, not to mention that he's going to drive me nuts tonight with his vomiting, and how I could have prevented it by just stopping him earlier. Then again, not my problem. If he chooses to drink that's his choice.
"HOW DARE YOU?!?!" I hear.
I turn to the source of the voice, Mariah. She walks over to me and roughly grabs me by my collar. Woah...PMS! She doesn't hide her displeaure with me, I can see that by the angry scowl on her face. Hee hee, like a wet cat.
"What?" I sneer trying to contain my laughter at how stupid she looks and the fact that she thinks she could beat me.
"YOU SAW RAY! YOU SAW HIM AND YOU DIDN'T STOP HIM!" She screams.
"Yeah, I see a lot of people" I say. "You...YOU STUPID FUCKER" she says, then she places a hard slap on my cheek. My face burns, feels like I had a cattle brand put on my face. She snorts at me before walking back to her team in a huff.
That was dramatic. I glance around the dance party to see that the party has died completely, the lights are back on and the music has stopped. Well, nothing here for me. I give the room one last glance before the elevator door closes.
I am tired and angry...I don't like this chapter, but personally I don't think I can write. I am only writing this because I got an idea for this fic AGES ago. Back then I planned to make it a DBZ fic because I hated Beyblade. It was only until my best friend 'Sooty' started showing me HER Ray/Kai fics I started liking it. I wanted to put it up because I saw other stories that were like mine and I decided to put this on so no one can say I stole their idea. I hate it when people say I steal they're ideas....Shit.when I want your idea, I'll beat it out of you. Until then review!!! I will be should be able to update A LOT sooner because I refuse to give my parents my report card, so I am just grounded. I haven't lost my computer privileges yet. I am rambling, JUST REVIEW!! DO IT!!! *shakes fist *