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Author: Ange Bleu

Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade. Lyrics belong to me.

Warnings: This is Yaoi, so if you have a problem with that, you shouldn't be reading this.

Pairings: Rei/Kai/Tala Tyson/Max

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Hey.

Sorry for this taking so long to be posted.

Thanks to all those reviewed.

I hope you enjoy this chapter.

Review please!

X Ange Bleu

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Chapter Two

(A/N: Anything underlined and in italics is what the character is thinking)

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Tala silently followed Rei down the hall way, while Rei chatted animatedly. Tala craned his neck to see a glimpse of Kai, but to his disappointment he couldn't find him. Rei glanced over him and smiled. "Looking for someone?" Rei asked and Tala jumped guiltily.

"No... Nobody." Tala replied and stared at the floor, telling himself off for being so obvious. Rei grinned and led him to the cafeteria.

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A pair of mahogany eyes was watching Rei and Tala, unknown to them. Kai peered over at the two, leaning against his locker, peering around the corner. Wonder what they're up to. Whatever it is Tala looks uncomfortable with it. He shrugged and walked away.

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Rei sat opposite Tala and watched him picking at his food. "Not hungry?" Rei questioned him. Tala looked up and answered "No. Take it." He pushed his plate over towards Rei. Rei pushed it back, staring closely at Tala.

"No. You keep it. Tala you look half starved as it is!" Tala stood up and stalked off, leaving a mystified Rei looking after him. What's up with him? Rei thought.

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At the end of the day Kai hurried out of the classroom along with the rest of his class. He was dying to get home. Today had been a terrible day.

Just like all the other days of my life. He thought as he stuffed his bag with all his text books. A piece of paper fluttered down and he stooped to pick it up. Oh, it's that stupid song. Wait. He stared closely at the writing at the bottom of the page. That's not my writing! Who the hell wrote this? Kai thought angrily.

Wait... I left it behind in the classroom. Maybe the person wrote it then? He glared at the piece of paper, trying to think whose handwriting it was.

Whosever writing it is, I hope they didn't realise it was my writing. Kai thought picking up his bag and left.

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Tala walked to the apartment the BBA had given him. It was home...until they caught up with him again. Tala shivered and pulled his white jacket around him closer. It was a cold day and the thought of them was enough to make anyone shiver. He let himself into the apartment and noticed a girl sitting perfectly still in a chair reading a magazine.

"What the hell do you think you're doing here?" he yelled at the girl. The girl lifted her head and appraised him with dark eyes. She looked to be about his age, with long raven hair and tanned which contrasted with she wore which was a white hooded top, a white halter neck top, a white leather miniskirt, white leather knee high boots and a white bag was slung across her shoulder.

She placed her magazine carefully onto the table in front of her and rose up slowly. She placed a finger over her mouth and asked "Why do you men always shout so much? Shhh!" the girl told him.

Tala blinked and questioned her again, "Who the hell are you?"

Despite being only a couple of inches shorter she appeared pixie-like, but her sharp words soon changed that. She stared incredulously at him and replied "My name's not important, but since you want to know SO badly, it's Isha. You don't look very smart. Want me to sound that out for you? It's pronounced E- -shah! I'll be staying here for a couple of weeks, so you'd better get used to me."

She circled him observing him carefully. "Oh, you must be Tala. I recognise you from the World Championships. You worked for that creep, Voltaire. And you lost, didn't you?" She asked at him, smirking slightly.

Tala placed a hand over her mouth, "Shut up! Don't you ever mention THAT again! Do you hear me? Never again!" Breathing heavily he let her go and stormed into his room, slamming the door.

She smirked and whispered "Sorry darling, but you're going to hear a lot from me about 'that'!" She let herself out of the apartment quietly, grinning to herself.

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Rei wandered home without realising where he was going. He was surprised to realise he was at home. Huh? He thought confusedly. He stumbled into the kitchen and grabbed something to eat.

He had just finished when his younger brother came and sat next to him. "Hi Rei! Are you okay? You look funny." Lien asked his golden eyes searching his older brother's face.

"Yeah. Just really tired. How was your day?" Rei answered ruffling Lien's hair. The four-year old grinned and held up a painting "I painted this! This is you, that's Driger, that's Tyson, that's Dwagoon, look Max! Over here is Draziel, that's Kenny and there's Kai and Dwanzer! And I'm standing next to Dwanzer! Look!"

Rei stared at the painting, sure it wasn't a masterpiece, but you could tell who was who. "Wow! That's a great picture! Can I keep it?" Lien nodded and then grinned.

"Thanks Lee. And you know what?" Lien shook his head and stared eagerly at Rei. "Everybody looks perfect! Look Tyson and Max laughing, Kenny and his laptop, me and Driger and Kai...." He trailed off and Lee became confused. "What about Kai? Huh?" Rei smiled and replied "He looks angry as usual!" Lien giggled and ran off to play outside.

What's up with Kai? I haven't seen him since fourth period. And what's up with Tala? Man, are those two secretive or what? Rei thought as he picked up his plate. If only they'd tell me. He thought as he dragged himself upstairs to his room.

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At that moment Tyson and Max weren't laughing, far from it in fact. "What? You like someone else...." Tyson murmured running a hand through his hair. Max stared at the floor and quietly answered ".....yeah." Tyson stood up abruptly and cursed.

"Tyson, come on, please don't be angry!" Max pleaded, he had never seen Tyson so angry. "Damnit Max! Am I supposed to say how nice for you? Well I don't think so!" Tyson yelled at Max, who visibly flinched.

"Tyson you're still my best friend...." Max started to say, but Tyson interrupted "Whatever Max. Get outta here!" Max walked out of the room and turned slightly and murmured with total sincerity "Tyson! I'm so sorry!" Max shut the door quietly and Tyson stared out the window his eyes filled with tears. "Damn." Tyson whispered, watching Max leave. "Damn!"

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Kai reached to open his front door, when it opened up and a smiling face peered out. The door was pulled back fully and a tall Eurasian man appeared in the doorway. He wore an untucked white shirt and a pair of black pants which had red and black paint splattered across them. His blue-black hair was spiked up and his cheek had a slash of blue paint across it.

"Kai! You're home! Come on in!" the man called Yves gracefully moved out of the way and Kai stepped through. The twenty-one year old walked ahead of him into the living room where he turned to Kai, who had thrown his bag on the floor and was slumped on the couch.

Yves sat across from Kai. "Bad day, huh?" he asked and Kai turned to glower at him. Yves laughed his chocolate brown eyes sparkling and kept talking "So cousin, really how was your day?" Kai stared hard at the TV and quietly answered, "Tala's here."

Yves dropped Kai's bag and gasped. "You're joking!?!?!" Kai stood up; his eyes wide with an emotion Yves couldn't place and exclaimed, "No, I'm not! Do you think that.......Voltaire's sent him?"

Yves scowled, "Maybe he's here for some other reason. Voltaire wasn't happy with him after the finals or us for that matter..." Yves stood up and walked out of the room, yelling over his shoulder "I'll be back soon." He paused in front of the hallway mirror to wipe off the blue paint of his cheek and grabbing his keys quietly left the house.

Kai dragged his gaze back over towards the TV. This was how Yves and he acted around each other. They lied to each other and tiptoed around issues, but never discussed anything. He knew Yves was worried, but he knew his cousin would never say what it was, because Yves always thought of Kai first.

Kai stared up at the painting hung above the mantelpiece. It was the only self portrait Yves had ever drawn of himself. It showed Yves leaning casually against a wall and staring deeply at something in the distance. Yves' chocolate brown eyes gleamed and his blue-black hair was ruffled, but it was his mysterious expression which intrigued everybody who looked at the painting.

Kai tore his gaze away from the painting and watched the TV with deep disinterest. Kai curled up on the couch and fell asleep.

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Isha sauntered past the crowd of school kids walking home. Losers. She thought, smirking. I'll be drowning in losers like this bunch tomorrow at that school. Great. But it'll be nice meeting the infamous Kai…

She paused to glare at guy who was staring at her and headed for the park. Bastard. It's his entire fault. If it wasn't for him. Raiyan would be here. But no, Kai had to be a self-obsessed jerk and keep Raiyan close to him.

She pulled out from her pocket a newspaper cutting and a picture. A picture of Kai staring smugly into the camera. At least that's what the expression Isha thought it was. If she had looked a little closer she would have seen the emptiness in his eyes and how he looked close to tears. She blinked back tears and shoved the picture roughly back into her pocket and opened the gate leading into the park.

Even though his grandfather didn't want Raiyan to interfere with his twisted little experiment boy. And Raiyan paid the ultimate price. Just because of Kai's little insecurities. She collapsed underneath the cherry blossom tree and sobbed quietly, her arms around her knees, her head bowed. I hate you Kai. I hate you!

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Max pulled out his phone and dialed Mr. Dickinson's number. "Um...hello? Mr. D. this Max. Sorry I'm running a little late. I'll be there in a couple of minutes."

On the other end of the line, Mr. Dickinson cleared his throat and stared across at the man slouched in the chair in front of him. The man sat his fists clenched, but had a distinctly frightened look on his face.

Mr. Dickinson sighed and replied, "That's okay Max. I'm in a meeting with someone at the moment anyway. See you soon. Bye." Max said a quick bye and ended the call.

Hmm. Wonder who Mr. D's in a meeting with. Max mused walking past a couple of stores. A picture caught his eye. He stopped and read the poster.

Want to be just like Kai? Just buy the limited edition Dranzer blade. Personally endorsed by Kai himself. Only- - -

Max laughed at the exclamation that the blade was endorsed by Kai. The guys who made that blade are going to be so dead when Kai finds out. Kai would never endorse anything, especially a cheap imitation of Dranzer.

He was pushed out of the way by two kids who stared longingly at the poster. One exclaimed wistfully "I wish I could buy that blade. Then I could be like Kai." The other nodded and Max couldn't help but say "Dudes, I'm sorry, but they're no-one like Kai."

The first kid looked up at him and asked "Who are you?" Max smiled and answered "Max. From the BladeBreakers." The boys gaped at the blond. Max grinned and waved goodbye to the two and rushed off to Mr. Dickinson's office.

It's true. There really is no one like Kai. He thought as he ran. Kai had been his obsession ever since he first met him. He had never said anything, but he worshipped Kai and any praise he received from Kai he never forgot.

Max smiled nervously. He had always like Kai but he had never told anyone about it. He just watched Kai from afar. Today......... He had told Tyson he liked someone. Tyson.....well he hadn't taken it well. Max stopped in front of the BBA headquarters, panting slightly.

Wonder what Mr. D. wants? He said it was important. Something about Kai......Max stepped into the elevator and pressed the tenth floor button. Max anxiously waited in the cramped elevator and rushed out when it stopped at Mr. Dickinson's office level.

Max cautiously knocked on the door. "Mr. D.? It's me Max." He heard some noise inside the room and the door was opened quickly. Mr. D. appeared and gestured for him to come inside. Max stepped into the office, taken back as always by the various photos that lined Mr. D's office. Man, Mr. D knows everyone. There's us, the Majestics and......is that the White Tigers and Rei? They all look so young.

Mr. Dickinson cleared his throat and startled Max who was admiring all the photos in his office. "Now Max....." he started, but was interrupted by Max.

"Mr. D......." Max started but he was looking past Mr. Dickinson now, at the guy who was staring at Max interestedly. Max tried to string together a sentence, but he was still totally trapped by the man's eyes, which seemed to be laughing inwardly at his sheer stupidity. "I.....uh......" Max stammered.

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Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed it.

I've got a picture of Yves and if you want it just leave your email and I'll send it to you. I drew it in Paint, so it's not very good, but you'll get an idea of what he looks like. Oh and it's not the painting from the story.

Please review!

X Ange Bleu