Title: I'm With You
Author: Fallen Iceangel
Rating: On FF.Net = R On AFF.Net = NC-17
Warning: Yaoi, Homophobia, abuse
Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade.
"What are you doing here?" Oliver asked as they broke their kiss.
"Surprising you."
Oliver smiled up sweetly at his boyfriend.
"Is something wrong? You seem bothered by something." Oliver turned away so Robert couldn't see his face. Robert could always tell when he was lying.
"It's nothing."
"It's something. Is it me?" Robert asked.
"NO! No. It's not you." Oliver turned back around to look Robert in the eye.
"What then?"
"It's Enrique. Lucius is back in town and I'm worried about him."
"Lucius. I'm sure Enrique will be alright as long as he stays clear of his Father."
"I don't think it'll be that easy this time. You know that Kai kid from those amateur bladers."
"Yeah."
"Well, him and Enrique are kinda, well, courting."
"That's not good. Does his father know?"
"He saw him with Kai the other day."
"I'm sure it'll . . . "
Robert was interrupted by a loud banging on the door.
"Oliver! It's me!" Enrique yelled through the door. Robert opened the door and caught Enrique as he fell, unconscious to the floor.
"ENRIQUE!" Oliver ran to his friend.
Enrique had a cut over his left eye, a busted lip, and a bad bruise on his right cheek. He had numerous cuts and bruises on his arms, his left ankle was swelling and he was shaking from being wet and out in the cold night.
Robert picked his friend's limp form off the floor and placed him on the bed. Oliver ran to the bathroom and came back with a warm, wet washcloth and started to clean the wounds.
"We should call the hotel doctor."
"Right." Robert reached for the phone just as it started ringing. He looked over to Oliver who glanced back at him. Robert slowly picked up the phone.
"Is Master Enrique there?" Piddlesworth.
"Yes. What happened?"
"No time for that! Master Lucius is on his way! He found Master Enrique's address book and found out where Master Oliver was staying. I managed to stall him,"
Piddlesworth is fingering a sparkplug in his pocket
". . . But he'll be there soon!"
"Okay, thanks." Robert hung up the phone.
"He has a fever." Oliver said as Robert walked over to them.
"It was Piddlesworth. Lucius is coming. We have to leave."
"But Enrique. We can't risk moving him until he sees a doctor."
"What good is a doctor if Lucius finds him again?"
"Where would we go?"
The phone started ringing again. Oliver picked it up this time.
"Hello."
"Yes, there is an Lucius Giovanni here. Should I send him up?"
"Could you hold on for a minute."
"Certainly."
Oliver covered the mouthpiece with his hand and turned to Robert.
"He's here!" He mouthed.
Robert rushed over to the closet. He pulled out a large coat and came back over to the bed. He lifted Enrique up and started to put the coat on him. Oliver, getting the idea, ran over to the closet, pulled out his suitcase and grabbed all his clothes and shoved them in. Robert did the same after he got the coat on Enrique.
When they were all packed, which, by the way, only took 10 seconds, Oliver picked up the phone.
"Okay, send him up."
He hung up the phone and picked up his and Robert's suitcases while Robert held Enrique. They rushed out the door, making sure it was locked, and looked at the elevator. Someone was coming up to their level. They rushed pass the elevator and down the stairs just as the elevator doors opened.
The person at check in counter thing (whatever it's called .) looked at them, puzzled, as they ran out the door. The stopped at the curb, ignoring the strange looks people gave them, and waved down a cab.
"Where to?" The driver asked.
"Just start driving!" Oliver said as the doors to the hotel opened and a very pissed Lucius came out.
"But . . . "
Lucius spotted them.
"DRIVE!"
The car sped away as Lucius glared after them. Robert and Oliver sighed in relief.
"Where to?" The driver asked again.
"We'll tell you in a minute."
"Where are we going to go?" Oliver asked.
"I have no idea."
30 minutes later
"As much I enjoy your company and your money, and trust me, there will be a lot of money, I can't keep driving you around aimlessly." The driver said, irritated.
"I know." Oliver said as he looked out the window in time to see a familiar figure walking down the street.
"STOP THE CAR!"
The car squealed to a stop, making Enrique moan in his sleep.
"Kai!" Oliver call out the window. The figure stopped walking and glared at him, before seeing who else was in the car.
"What happened?" Kai asked, looking at Enrique.
"His father. We need somewhere to stay where he won't find us."
"My hotel is down the street." Kai said as he too climbed into the car.
"Thanks."
"Finally!" the driver scoffed.
In the BladeBreakers room
"Where is Kai? He's usually here by now." Tyson said, looking out the window.
"He'll be here any second." Ray said, as he lay back on his bed.
The door was suddenly thrown open and Kai walked in with Enrique in his arms, followed closely by Robert and Oliver.
"Call a doctor!" Kai ordered as he laid Enrique down on the closest bed. Tyson rushed to eh phone as the others ran over to the bed.
"What happened?" Max asked when he saw Enrique's cuts and bruises.
"It's a long story." Oliver said but he told it anyway.
"What are you doing here?" Oliver asked as they broke their kiss.
"Surprising you."
Oliver smiled up sweetly at his boyfriend.
"Is something wrong? You seem bothered by something." Oliver turned away so Robert couldn't see his face. Robert could always tell when he was lying.
"It's nothing."
"It's something. Is it me?" Robert asked.
"NO! No. It's not you." Oliver turned back around to look Robert in the eye.
"What then?"
"It's Enrique. Lucius is back in town and I'm worried about him."
"Lucius. I'm sure Enrique will be alright as long as he stays clear of his Father."
"I don't think it'll be that easy this time. You know that Kai kid from those amateur bladers."
"Yeah."
"Well, him and Enrique are kinda, well, courting."
"That's not good. Does his father know?"
"He saw him with Kai the other day."
"I'm sure it'll . . . "
Robert was interrupted by a loud banging on the door.
"Oliver! It's me!" Enrique yelled through the door. Robert opened the door and caught Enrique as he fell, unconscious to the floor.
"ENRIQUE!" Oliver ran to his friend.
Enrique had a cut over his left eye, a busted lip, and a bad bruise on his right cheek. He had numerous cuts and bruises on his arms, his left ankle was swelling and he was shaking from being wet and out in the cold night.
Robert picked his friend's limp form off the floor and placed him on the bed. Oliver ran to the bathroom and came back with a warm, wet washcloth and started to clean the wounds.
"We should call the hotel doctor."
"Right." Robert reached for the phone just as it started ringing. He looked over to Oliver who glanced back at him. Robert slowly picked up the phone.
"Is Master Enrique there?" Piddlesworth.
"Yes. What happened?"
"No time for that! Master Lucius is on his way! He found Master Enrique's address book and found out where Master Oliver was staying. I managed to stall him,"
Piddlesworth is fingering a sparkplug in his pocket
". . . But he'll be there soon!"
"Okay, thanks." Robert hung up the phone.
"He has a fever." Oliver said as Robert walked over to them.
"It was Piddlesworth. Lucius is coming. We have to leave."
"But Enrique. We can't risk moving him until he sees a doctor."
"What good is a doctor if Lucius finds him again?"
"Where would we go?"
The phone started ringing again. Oliver picked it up this time.
"Hello."
"Yes, there is an Lucius Giovanni here. Should I send him up?"
"Could you hold on for a minute."
"Certainly."
Oliver covered the mouthpiece with his hand and turned to Robert.
"He's here!" He mouthed.
Robert rushed over to the closet. He pulled out a large coat and came back over to the bed. He lifted Enrique up and started to put the coat on him. Oliver, getting the idea, ran over to the closet, pulled out his suitcase and grabbed all his clothes and shoved them in. Robert did the same after he got the coat on Enrique.
When they were all packed, which, by the way, only took 10 seconds, Oliver picked up the phone.
"Okay, send him up."
He hung up the phone and picked up his and Robert's suitcases while Robert held Enrique. They rushed out the door, making sure it was locked, and looked at the elevator. Someone was coming up to their level. They rushed pass the elevator and down the stairs just as the elevator doors opened.
The person at check in counter thing (whatever it's called .) looked at them, puzzled, as they ran out the door. The stopped at the curb, ignoring the strange looks people gave them, and waved down a cab.
"Where to?" The driver asked.
"Just start driving!" Oliver said as the doors to the hotel opened and a very pissed Lucius came out.
"But . . . "
Lucius spotted them.
"DRIVE!"
The car sped away as Lucius glared after them. Robert and Oliver sighed in relief.
"Where to?" The driver asked again.
"We'll tell you in a minute."
"Where are we going to go?" Oliver asked.
"I have no idea."
30 minutes later
"As much I enjoy your company and your money, and trust me, there will be a lot of money, I can't keep driving you around aimlessly." The driver said, irritated.
"I know." Oliver said as he looked out the window in time to see a familiar figure walking down the street.
"STOP THE CAR!"
The car squealed to a stop, making Enrique moan in his sleep.
"Kai!" Oliver call out the window. The figure stopped walking and glared at him, before seeing who else was in the car.
"What happened?" Kai asked, looking at Enrique.
"His father. We need somewhere to stay where he won't find us."
"My hotel is down the street." Kai said as he too climbed into the car.
"Thanks."
"Finally!" the driver scoffed.
In the BladeBreakers room
"Where is Kai? He's usually here by now." Tyson said, looking out the window.
"He'll be here any second." Ray said, as he lay back on his bed.
The door was suddenly thrown open and Kai walked in with Enrique in his arms, followed closely by Robert and Oliver.
"Call a doctor!" Kai ordered as he laid Enrique down on the closest bed. Tyson rushed to eh phone as the others ran over to the bed.
"What happened?" Max asked when he saw Enrique's cuts and bruises.
"It's a long story." Oliver said but he told it anyway.