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

Ages: Kai : 19, Rei: 18, Tyson: 17, Max: 17, Kenny: 16, Oliver: 17, Enrique: 18, Johnny: 18, Robert: 19, Lee: 19, Mariah: 17, Michael: 20, Steve: 19, Tala: 18, Kevin: 15, Black Tiger(Kenji Ishii):21

Note: This was going to be a lemon, but I remembered FF.net restrictions, so I decided against it. I'm so bored! Someone please talk to me! I shall now commence with the chapter(isn't commence such a great word)!

Chapter Nine:

Lee rounded the corner out of the dirty alley way in to the dingy street. Scruffy windows cracked dirt sodden walls, protected by aged curtains. Weathred doors stood blended in to the background. The shoddy appearance didn't matter to an experienced Night Cat, craked walls held a foot hole, dirt added to the hiding shadows.

That didn't matter to Lee right now. He marched down the street like he owned the street, under the peering eyes of his comrades that sparsely littered the street. Most were in tonight, as there was no called meeting or arrangement. That didn't matter to Lee, if you wanted to get ahead, act immediately. Lee had always thought that way.

He had gotten a phone call from Rei earlier, informing him on his escapade with the enemy. He spends too much time with him. One encounter is enough to taint. Lee must have a chat with him.

Lee examined one of the girls on the corner. Short, stumpy, over-weight, wearing to much sports gear, frizzed blond hair. Too much like Vicki Pollard (Moryanu: for all you Little Britain fans! Great show!).

Another, too slutty, Another, too manly. Another, same old same old. Nothing very intresting. What has society produced these day? Too much of a waste, too many young lives wasted on the dream.

When was Rei gonna get back? Where was he? What was he doing? He better not be fucking that twat Kai. If he was, he would be so dead. Lee would never speck to him again.

Lee hammered on the door to a closed down bakery and waited for someone to open the door. A beefy man with a cigarette hanging out his mouth answered the door. He leaned on the frame of the door, his black suit icking up dirt.

"All right, Lee?" The black suited man asked.

"Yeah, any new news, Loose tooth?" Lee replied to the bulky man.

The man grinned a tooty grinned and replied 'round the cigarette, "Nothin' much, just a few odd killings, same old same old." Loose tooth stepped aside to let Lee in.

Lee walked in to a moky crowded room of people and crates. The room wasn't that big, and by the looks of the large boxes, scooters took up most of the room. A crate on it's side made a make shift table for a card game between two men. One was dressed in all white, suit, hat, shoes and socks, except for a black ribbon that wound above the rim of the hat. The hat hid the mans face, but not the expensive cigar clutched between his teeth. The other man was very large and had a hardened face and bare arms. His black scruffy muscle shirt covered his body, and black jeans his muscled legs. He had a bald head and a malicious expression. A woman draped across the white suited man, looking bored at the game, but eagerly at what was in the man's pocket. Other people lined the room, all watching the game like it was the only thing on earth. Most people smoked, few had a drink. Neither man sat at the crate noticed Lee come in. the others spared him little heed, maybe a quick glance.

Lee walked past watching people, to stand before the two playing men. "Oi, Pipi, I got a job for you."

The white suited man, now known as Pipi, turned to look from under his white brimmed hat. His creased face showed age, and his blue eyes were cold. He grinned a yellow teethed grin, and said: "What can I do for you, Lee?"

"I want a sorry motherfucker dead. Get your best man on this job, and I will pay big. I want Kai Hiwitari dead, and I want him dead now. In fact, kill anyone who's with him as well. I want the deed done by tommorow."

Kai didn't know why, but he trusted Rei. Ever since he saw him in Sweet and Sours, Kai has been determined to make Rei his own. The thought didn't even waver when Rei admitted to his past relations with the Night Cats. He fully trusted Rei, but he wished he could just understand why. He felt like risking it all for this man, even though he had only know him for a short while, and it scared him to end. Kai liked being in control, and he felt like he had given his gold studded lead over to Rei, and he had wrapped it around his little finger. He didn't show this of course, no not Kai, he must keep his serene calm to keep up his appearances. For the gang, for him.

Kai checked the digital clock on his phone that sat on his bedside table next to him. 06:12, too early to get up. Kai rolled over to watch Rei's slumbering form beside him. Early summer morning sun laced it's graceful fingers across Rei's soft face, resting on tousled braided hair. Too perfect. Kai smirked, he looks so peaceful. So un-like what life really is. He reached out to porcelain like skin and traced his finger down Rei's exposed back, down to where the duvet rested on the bottom of Rei's back. Too un-real. Kai didn't deserve him, no, Rei didn't deserve him. Rei didn't deserve bloodshed and fear. Kai rolled back over to open his bedside table draw. The opened draw revealed a slim, sleek, black gun nestled on a few white shirts. Too perfect. The gun that had shed so much blood unnecessarily, caused so many tears. So un-like what life really is. He reached out and traced his finger on the cold metal, it's sharp lines and smooth surface. Too un-real. Kai withdrew his hand, theres no need to think about that now. He closed the draw. No need.

He rolled back over, to be greeted by a sleepy grinning Rei. "Hey, beautiful." Kai smilled.

Rei smilled even stronger, he shuffled over to be closer to Kai, and pressed his lips firmly against Kai's.

Today will be a beautiful day, Kai thought. A beautiful day with a beautiful man.

TBC...

Moryanu: I have no idea how to end this. So it might need to go on for quite a while yet. So if you want me to continue, please review!