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: I have a fish called Greg.

Chapter Eleven:

Rei leaped to his feet when he heard the two gun shots and a loud shriek ring in his ears. Fearing the worst he twisted on his feet and sprang out through the kitchen door in to the living room. Skidding to a halt in horror, he peered over the white leather sofa to the mass of blood behind it.

Max wasn't normally the one for expensive things, but one thing wouldn't hurt as he looked at gold chain that was laid on the counter before him. He smiled at the clerk who smiled back and pushed the expensive, sparkling, gold chain towards him. He picked it up to examine it more closely and put it back down again.

"Go on Maxie, treat yourself, you deserve it." Tyson said softly, popping up behind Max, leaning his chin on Max's shoulder. "Go on, I think it looks great on you."

Max looked Tyson in the eye to see if he was lying and looked back at the gold chain that was glittering enticingly at him. He smiled while looking back up to the Clerk and saying "I'll take it."

the clerk smiled and took the chain away to go package it. He returned with the box and placed it on the glass counter. "Please come this way to pay for the chain."

Max followed the man to the counter and he payed with his credit card. He collected the card and box and dragged Tyson away from the platinum ring display. He whispered in Tyson's ear "Quick, get me out of here before I spend anymore."

Tyson grinned and let himself be pulled out of the shop and in to the bright street. Once outside he whirled Max round to face him and whispered "Put it on."

Max obliged and took the box out excitedly and uncovered the sparkling chain. Bouncing on his feet he placed it round his neck and let Tyson help him with the clasp. He turned to look at himself in the reflection from the glass window. He smiled softly to himself, and to Tyson who was giving him the thumbs up from behind.

"Come on, what do you want to do now?" Tyson chimed after Max had finished jabbing the chain with his finger.

"Something that doesn't require spending money." Max replied happily, twining his finger around the chain.

"Well, that doesn't leave much does it. Seeming I'm broke and your tight." Tyson whined.

Max crossed his arms in defense, forgetting about the chain for a moment. "Excuse me Mr. Hypocritical. Who the other day wouldn't buy me a milkshake because it was 'too expensive'. Hmmm?"

"Wha? That wasn't might fault that I didn't have much money!"

"Oh yeah, who forced you to buy that brand new EXPENSIVE sofa that?" Max flung his arms in the ai in exasperation.

Seeing the argument flaring up, Tyson decided to end it. While waving his arms in front of his face defensively and putting on a goofy grin he said "Alright alright. I'm sorry! No harm? Seeming as we are both stuck, do you want to go see someone?"

Crossing his arms again, and uncrossing them because he realised there was no need, he said "Ok, who?"

Standing up straight while rubbing the back of his neck Tyson said "I dunno, what about Tala?"

"Tala!?!? you must be joking, the last time I saw him he pulled a gun to my head because I ate one of his crisps with out asking. Over reactive or what?" Max huffed while planting his fists on his hips.

Seeing as his suggestion didn't work he tried to think of another person who wasn't quite so over reactive. "Uh... what about Enrique?"

"Nah, the last time I tried to talk to him he had his tongue down Olivers throat half the time. A waste of time I think."

"Micheal?"

"Too arrogant"

"Johnny?"

"Maybe when he takes his head out his arse."

"Kai?" Tyson begged that he just say yes to that he didn't have to wit any longer and cause any more people to give him strange looks as they walked pass. "Please just say yes! I need to go talk to him anyway!" Well done Tyson. Pleased with his quick thinking he smiled to himself.

"Yeah, alright." Max said wearily.

Congratulations! Now to think of something to say to Kai. Not going back on his words, Tyson wearily trudged to Kai. Already knowing Kai's inevitable reaction to Tyson turning up, he inwardly cursed to himself. Great, a morning of tongue lashing insults to be thrown. Why didn't Kai like Tyson anyway? Tyson checked the town centre's clock to see the time. 9:30. it would take about 25 minutes to walk to the swanky building complex that Kai lived in.

As Tyson predicted, it took them 25 minutes to get to the sliding glass doors of the building. He walked through the doors, Max wearily following behind him. He smiled encouragingly at Max, who then sped up to walk beside Tyson. Tyson pushed the Elevator button and tapped his foot impatiently. It took about three minutes for the Elevator to come down and for the people in it to file out. Getting in, they pressed the button for Kai's floor. It took about a minute for the elevator t reach its destination. They both stepped out and looked down the hall.

A greasy looking man in a white suit stood at the Kai's door, finger poised in mid-air from just pressing the door bell. Kai answered the door and as soon as he saw the man he said "Who are you?" The man didn't hesitate to bring out a silver gun and shoot Kai in his middle.

Tyson threw his arms up defensively in front of Max as he his behind him and shrieked at the sight of Kai's blood exploding behind him. "What the fuck do you think you are doing?" Tyson yelled at the man.

The man automatically twirled around and aimed his gun at Tyson's head with pin point ease. And another gun shot rang through the air.

A/N: Please review and I will continue!