Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade or any other brand name used in this fic. I am mealy using them for my own and others amusement. I repeat, I do not own any of the characters and brand names.

Title:Clash

Author: Moryanu

Show: Beyblade

Summary: Street gangs and fights were a common thing in Kais life. Until he meets a certain neko-jin and is forced by love to look the other way. Yaoi-don't like, don't read.

Genre: Violence/romance/angst

Pairings: KaixRei, TysonxMax, OliverxEnrique, LeexMariah, MichealxSteve

Chapter One

Ages:

Kai : 19

Rei: 18

Tyson: 17

Max: 17

Kenny: 16

Oliver: 17

Enrique: 18

Johnny: 18

Robert: 19

Lee: 19

Mariah: 17

Micheal: 20

Steve: 19

Tala: 18

Kai walked down the dark and dirty alley way with a air of arrogance and pride. He kicked cans and boxes out of his way with a sense of loathing. He continued to walk past a couple of teenagers who were sat on the floor smoking and downing bottles of booze. Kai only glanced at them when they greeted him.

"Hey Kai." The one with red hair said drunkly.

Kai approached a metal door that was half blocked by a wooden box which had numerous graffiti patterns carved in to it. He turned back and hissed "Tala! Enrique! Get off the floor now before someone sees you!"

Tala who spoke earlier grumbled under his breath and scrambled off the floor using the wall as support. Enrique, the blond hair kid who sat next to him, smiled weakly and clutched at his head. He removed his white bandanna from around his neck and used it to wipe his eyes. He then replaced it and wiped his hands on his blue jacket before scrambling up next to Tala.

When Kai was satisfied he opened the door without knocking and walked through, demanding the other two to follow. As he walked in he was met with a wave of thick smoke and the stench of sweat and smoke. Loud music thrummed from large speakers dotted around the room while a DJ stood at the front on a raised platform. A throng of people danced before him, swaying to the music.

Kai walked past the mass of people and past the bar. He turned back to the bar and stared at the bar attendant , the attendant acknowledged him and nodded. He put down the glass he was wiping and went to get Kai's usual. Kai continued to the far right corner where a corner booth was set up. This booth was always occupied by his gang, and his gang only. If any others dared to come near, there would be consequences. Many people sat around the table, shouting over the loud music trying vainly to make conversation. A few of them smoked and all had alcoholic drinks.P

They all stopped what they were doing to greet Kai, who sat next to a boy with dark blue hair and brown eyes. The boy smiled brightly and shouted in Kai's ear "Hiya Buddy!"

Kai grunted, closed his eyes and crossed his arms. "Fuck off Tyson, I'm not in the mood to tolerate your immaturity so go piss someone else off."

Tyson, being used to this kind of response, was not fazed, in fact he grinned even more and shouted in Kai's ear again "You need to get laid man! When was the last time you got down and dirty?"

Kai snored and replied, "A few hours ago."

Tyson whistled and asked, "Was it a hot chick?"

"Who says it was a chick?" Kai replied with a hint of amusement.

"Oh yeah, I forgot. I keep seeing these movies where the head of the gang always has a a chick, forgot you were one of a kind." Kai was gay, in fact, he had even slept with Tyson on a few occasions, but neither were involved emotionally. Kai couldn't get involved, not with his position. A few years back, when he was just 15, he fell in love with the leader of his gang, the Street Dogs, he was his first gay lover. Kai was infatuated with him. The boy was 19 at the time, and always got in to fights. One night he got killed by a rival gang the Night Cats, by their leader Lee. This was a massive blow to Kai. He never got over it. 'till this day, he has pledged to revenge his lovers death. In doing so he has become cold and heartless, detaching himself from pleasant emotions. His position demanded for him to be strong and ruthless.

Kai looked up to the waiter who just slammed his drink on to the table and who now had his palm outstretched and foot tapping impatiently. Kai dug in to his back pocket of his green cargo trousers(Moryanu:I'm English, spare me), pulling out his wallet. He pulled out a wad of notes and handed over the amount demanded in ¥(yen). The waiter crammed the money in his pocket and stomped off back to the bar. The waiter opened a till underneath the flashing sign of 'Sweet and Sour'. Kai and his street gang always came to this place. No other gang came here, it was their territory.

Kai picked up his Vodka and sipped on it, while doing this he scanned the dancers looking for his latest 'lover'. He spotted him dancing seductively a tall dark haired man, dressed in black leather trousers and a tight black t-shirt. His 'lover' had his back to him and was looking over his shoulder, staring lustfully at the man behind him. His blond streaked brown hair clung to his face with perspiration. Heavy black eyeliner outlined his brown eyes. He wore an open white shirt, that showed off his toned muscles. His tight black trousers clung to his legs like a second skin, moving wistfully with his every movement.

Kai growled, no one touched his 'lover'. Kai abruptly stood up and marched over to the boy, who was now rubbing his ass up against the other man. When the boy saw Kai, a flash of anger and fear shot through his eyes before he settled on a weak glare. Kai clutched his wrist and yanked him off the dance floor. The boy voiced his protests, but was unable to fight back because he was much weaker than Kai.

The boy twisted his arm out of Kai's grasp and stomped off to retrieve his bag from the bar. Kai shot back an angry glare, and followed after the boy. When Kai caught up after the boy he grabbed him by the arm again, yet again ignoring his protests, and dragged him out the back door, back in to the alley way.

Kai threw the boy against the opposite wall. "What the fuck do you think you are doing rubbin' up other guys?" The boy winced.

"Who are you to tell me what I can and can not do? You're not my fucking mother!" The boy threw his head back and laughed.

Kai growled angrily, and pinned the boys arms above the boys head by using his own. He hissed in to the boys ears. "Shut up Travis. I fucked you, that makes you mine. Got it?"

Travis growled and spat in Kai's face. "I am not your fuck buddy. I am sick of he way you treat me." At this, Travis gave an almighty kick between Kai's legs, who clutched himself in pain, releasing his hold on Travis. Travis smirked and whispered in Kai's ear, "Good bye Asshole.", before walking back in to the bar.

Kai hissed in pain, and lent forward, scrunching his eyes shut, in a vain attempt to cease the pain. He heard laughing coming from in front of him, so he snapped his head up and stood up straight, ignoring the throbbing pain.

Enrique stood before him, he rested his hand on one hip and held a lit cigarette in the other. He took a drag from his cigarette and began to speak: "So bad luck tonight, eh? Don't worry, us inferior beings get it all the time." His words seemed to be dripping with sarcasm. "I wouldn't worry though, I'm sure you'll be able to pull anyone you set your eyes on." At this, he stamped out his cigarette on the floor and laughed. "After all, who could resist you?" He laughed again, and turned out of the alley way.

Kai growled after him and stormed in to the club. He went back to sit next to Tyson, who still insisted on babbling on about anything, mainly food, just to annoy Kai and anger him further. Kai glared at the dancers who seemed to be laughing and enjoying themselves. His eyes yet again rested on Travis, who just smirked at him. He jerked out of his seat, ready to teach him a lesson with the earlier incident still fresh in his mind, he was caught on the arms by Tyson who shouted. "Woah, slow down there dude. No need to get us kicked out, no matter what anyones done."

Kai looked back and shouted over the music. "How did you guess?" He tried not to sound surprised.

"I'm not as think as I look. I may appear to be, but I'm not."

Kai growled and sat back down again, trying not to look at Travis again. He was yet again subject to Tyson's insistent yelling when he shouted. "Look Kai! Look over there at that hot blond guy! Shit, I can see him in my bed! Look at his black haired friend dude as well. I'll have the blond you can have to black haired friend."

Tyson thrust ed his pointed finger in front of Kai's face, trying to get him to look.

Kai looked to where Tyson pointed just to get him to go away. When his eyes landed on a couple of boys. He saw the blond hair kid, who was dressed in a blue short sleeved shirt and red shorts. His big, baby blue eyes stood out the most. Nothing special about him, Kai thought. He shifted his gaze to the boy he was talking too. Kai caught his breath. A Tall muscular boy stood before him. His knee length hair fell down his back in hundreds of little braids, which swished around with every of his head movements, making tantalizing waves. His white muscle shirt clung to his toned torso, revealing his toned arms. A huge purple dragon took up most of the shirts front and sides. His baggy black trousers covered most his shoes, leaving only the tips of them peaking out. He wore black fingerless gloves, which clutched a glass. His golden eyes shone brilliantly, lighting up his whole face. White fangs flashed from his mouth, moving with the boys talk.

Yes, Kai certainly will have him.

TBC...

A/N: Review please, then I will continue.