Disclaimer: I don't own these characters! I'm making no money off whatever I'm writing here.

Author's Notes: This was my first Beyblade fanfic and I never expected to get this far with it or anybody to like it! (I usually can only get up to 5 chapters before I lose motivation…) Anywayz, I hope to finish this fic someday; cause in the end Tyson and Kai should always be together!!

Impossible

Every second I am with you is time that's running out.

The days are getting shorter as the summer deepens, and with it comes the moment in which… I lose you. But that's wrong – I guess I've already lost you. You were never mine, and yet, I am still yours. This is the way it was, the way it is, and the way it will always be, it seems. I've finally accepted it – there's nothing I can do to change all that has happened.

Tyson…What can I show you, that you haven't already seen? What can I say, that you'd want to hear? What can I give you…that you don't already have? Because you have my heart – now, and forever.

Forever is a long time.

But somehow… it's still not long enough to explain just how powerful this fire I have for you really is. Nothing can dim it; nothing can put it out, I know, because I've tried…

Ten or more years ago, I remember when I used to stare out across the water at this same stretch of beach that we are all standing on now. I used to look out to the bay and the sea beyond it, and even further from my sight, to the ocean in its ever-flowing vastness. Sometimes I think back and wonder why I used to spend my time doing something like that… I had better things I could be doing, after all, like training and perfecting my skills at Beyblade. But still, every once in a while, before I met you, the waves and the horizon were a silent companion to me as I met with them from time to time.

After I met you, though, I found myself staring in an entirely different direction.

The stars.

It was just past twilight when we walked out here – well, we walked, you ran – and now the sky is at its peak, clear and cloudless, every constellation is glowing for you to see.

There are millions of them out tonight. Each point of light illuminates the sand and water with starlight, leaving its presence upon this place, and yet they are so far beyond our reach… like you are, to me.

Why did you want to bring us here tonight, Tyson? I don't know, and for once I can honestly say I probably won't figure it out soon. Your heart and soul have constantly been a mystery I stood in awe of, as you always put them in the right place, even when people doubted that was so. Tyson…who has your heart? Who's soul does yours belong with? And still, even now, I hope that… if only for just once in your life… they resided within me.

But wherever your heart leads you, whatever its true destination, I know I won't stand in its way. Because…if love is being able to let go… then I haven't loved you more than I do right now.

And I do, love you, Tyson.

For the rest of my life.

"Aaah, smell that air! It's a great night." Max exclaimed, breathing in the fresh smell of the water as the group of old friends made their way across the beach. "Living in America in hectic, I miss being able to do things like this. The city never gets as peaceful as a small place like here."

Ray nodded and smiled at the blond, stepping over a weathered stone in their path. "Yeah, can you believe things are getting much busier in my village back home?" The Chinese blader looked ahead to where Tyson was grinning and running barefoot across the sand, his shoes in his hands. It is peaceful here. And I have a feeling that Tyson is trying to forget more than his and Naomi's fight. Ray thought to himself, his eyebrows furrowing slightly in worry at the situation the Bladebreaker's had found themselves drawn into. Just what are Tyson's feelings in all of this?

"Don't be worried, Ray."

Ray's eyes widened and stopped walking, looking to the younger man beside him. "Max?"

The blond stopped as well and looked up to the taller blader with a smile. "You remember the World Championships, right? How nobody thought we could win?"

Ray raised his eyebrows and nodded. "Yeah… I couldn't ever forget that."

"Weeell," Max started walking forward again, and Ray followed trying to figure out what the other meant. "You know that even when it seemed impossible, Tyson always came through when it mattered."

The longhaired blader sighed and looked to Tyson in front of them again. "You're right." He replied and Max smiled, breathing in the fresh air deeply again. I guess I won't step in any more… it's all up to Tyson this time. Ray thought, deciding to follow the world champ and Max's example and forget some of the troubles of the day.

"Hey guys, isn't this awesome!!" Tyson suddenly yelled back to Ray and Max, and Kai who had been walking much farther behind them. He waved his arms wildly, jogging backwards with a wide grin on his face. "There's nobody here but u-OW!! WHOA!" Tyson shouted as he tripped over a huge beached log, his shoes flying from his hands.

"Uuugh…" He groaned as Ray and Max ran up the where he was.

"Hey you okay, buddy?" Max questioned the baseball-capped blader on the ground.

Tyson grinned at his friend and sat up, brushing sand off of his jacket. The midnight haired blader saw where they were and smiled widely. "Ooh yeah, I'm perfect."

"What's this?" Ray looked around and saw a few more large logs positioned in a circle around a small bunch of rocks and burnt sticks. "A campfire?"

"Pretty good huh?" Tyson said smugly. "Kenny and I set it up a looong time ago and nobody's moved it yet." The former world champ stood up and dusted off his pants.

"Needs some more wood." Ray observed and then spotted a pile of sticks and driftwood near the grass line. The Chinese blader jogged over to collect it.

"So you come to the beach often, Tyson??" Max asked as he plopped down on a log.

"Sometimes." Tyson replied gently, and then fished a matchbox out of his back pocket, kneeling down as Ray stacked the wood into position. "All right!! Let's light this thing!" He grinned.

A good-sized fire was soon burning brightly on the near-deserted beach, where only three of the old Bladebreakers were sitting comfortably. The former team captain hadn't gone to join them, preferring to rest by the shoreline for the time being. The firelight painted the sand around it in warm colours and the moon had rose a little higher when a familiar voice shouted out.

"TYSON!!"

The young fiancé in question, as well as Max and Ray, turned to see Kenny making his way over, haphazardly carrying a few things.

"Chief!! I didn't think you'd make it!" Tyson exclaimed cheerfully.

"C'mon over here Chief!" Ray called out as well waving his hand.

"Hwuaaah…" The bespectacled genius wheezed as he set down a parcel and his computer bag on the sand. "I forgot how far along on the beach this spot is!"

"You're just getting old from sitting around in that lab all day!" Tyson joked, rubbing his nose and looking slyly at the master Beyblade engineer. "Need us to oil your joints old timer??"

"Ha, ha, ha. Very funny Tyson! Oh, my mom sends a gift, by the way." Kenny said wryly while adjusting his glasses. He pushed the parcel he had been carrying with him to Max and took a seat next to the blond.

The coach of the PPA team opened it up eagerly. "Hotdogs! Aw, your mom is a saint, Chief!" Max said happily as he dug out the other supplies to cook some dinner.

"Food!" Tyson perked up. "I take it back Kenny, you got here right on time! We didn't have anything yet!"

At Kenny's incredulous look, Ray spoke up. "I guess we all got caught up in a few things today."

The Chief nodded in understanding and then glanced around. "Did Kai come with you guys?"

"Yeah," Tyson answered before the others got a chance to. "I'll go find him." The midnight haired man quickly shrugged off his jacket and rolled up his pant legs, standing up and trekking across the beach to find the Bladebreaker's former team captain.

Kenny watched his oldest friend go off and then turned back to Ray and Max who had started cooking the food. "The more things change, the more they stay the same." The Chief said thoughtfully. "So do you guys know why Kai's distancing himself now?"

Max raised his eyebrows openly and handed Kenny a hotdog bun. "Oh, just the same old reasons, I think."

He was lying on the beach where he found him. It hadn't been hard – Tyson knew this place inside and out, and Kai wasn't exactly hiding. The now young adult had taken off his blazer and lay with his arms folded behind his head, staring up into the dark blanket of sky above him.

"Hey," Tyson spoke softly in greeting down at Kai as his bare feet carried him to stand near the other man. The former world champion looked out across the ocean and then followed the owner of Biovolt's gaze up, to the sky. He smiled gently at the sight. When did I ever think I would get the chance to see Kai relaxing for once… and stargazing? It doesn't seem like very long that we were all apart but I guess time just flew by. We haven't fought or anything like that since he came back… I guess some good came out of it. Tyson thought to himself in a rare moment of wistfulness. The stars were very bright and the pony-tailed man tilted his head to get a better look. "Great night, huh Kai?"

Slowly Kai shifted and propped himself up on his elbows and into a sitting position, his eyes trained on the waves wetting the beach just a metre away. "Better than most." Kai answered.

Tyson's smile widened and he gazed down at his former team captain again, one hand reaching up to fix his hat before putting his hands on his hips. Kai looked over at him and their eyes met.

He probably came to get me for some beach party they're starting. Kai assumed correctly, breaking eye contact with the reason for many changes in his life. The owner of Biovolt then picked himself up and retrieved his blazer from where he had draped it on the ground.

Tyson hummed amiably as Kai dusted the sand from his clothing and turned to regard the water of the bay before them. The moonlight shone off of the waves invitingly and Tyson took long steps to the edge of the water then waited the second on the wet sand before the tide came in and water surrounded his bare feet. "Brr!! Cold!!" Tyson exclaimed, shivering and hopping from foot to foot a bit comically as the cool temperature assaulted him.

"Tyson," Kai stated, throwing his jacket over his shoulder with a small smile at the younger blader's antics. "You should know better than to play around." The dual-haired blader's expression then transformed into something unknown as he watched the other turn around, his face cast into shadow by the moon. "You'll get sick."

"Nah, don't worry 'bout me, Kai!" Tyson laughed and kicked some of the spray from the water at Kai trying to splash him. He missed though, and when Tyson groaned Kai's smile returned somewhat muted.

"We've got dinner cooking down the beach!" Tyson pointed to a point of firelight a ways away from where they stood. "And I'm starving already, so c'mon Kai, let's go!"

"Start walking." Kai replied.

Tyson was unusually quiet as they made the simple walk back. From the corner of his eye Kai could see that the shorter man wore a content look, but his attention was elsewhere. He was staring off into space, not noticing where he was stepping. The shorter man's sand covered foot caught on a piece of driftwood and he abruptly tripped up.

"What the-!" Tyson squawked, quickly righting himself and trying to look unembarrassed at acting spacey.

"Clumsy." Kai said amusedly. Not as bad as me, though. I fell for you so hard… and I still haven't recovered. The owner of Biovolt's good humour died down soon after that thought – he knew that nothing would ever come of his feelings.

"Heh… Oh be quiet, Kai! Haha…" Tyson chuckled and ran a hand through his bangs, grinning at the taller blader with a sweatdrop.

Kai stared at Tyson before turning away. "Come on," He said evenly. "Your food awaits you, Tyson."

"Kai." Tyson reached out and touched the former team captain's arm.

"What is it?" Kai asked while looking to the campfire not too far a distance away, trying not the get caught up in his hope for the impossible.

Tyson's blue eyes scanned Kai's profile and took a deep breath through his nose. This… is a lot harder than I thought it would be… Tyson thought absent-mindedly as his gaze roamed the other young adult's face and body. How do you tell somebody that you used to…The midnight haired fiancé shook his head slightly and blew out the breath he had been holding.

"Kai, I've been wanting to tell you something… for a long time now." Tyson said as steadily as he could.

The owner of Biovolt's head turned around to look at him questioningly.

"But I'm… I don't know how you're gonna take it." Tyson continued, for the first time in so very long, his entire vision was comprised of Kai's dark eyes.

"Whatever it is, just say it." Kai spoke lowly; wanting to know what Tyson had wanted to tell him for a while.

Tyson opened his mouth to follow Kai's advice, but he the words didn't leave his lips and the baseball-capped fiancé relaxed when another voice cut in for him.

"THERE you guys are!" Kenny sighed, relief on his features as he jogged over to them. "You guys didn't come back fast enough, the food's disappearing." The Chief explained the situation and then gestured for the two former Bladebreakers to hurry and follow back to fire, leaving the unfinished conversation for another place and another day.

Tyson yawned as he descended the stairs to the first floor. He stretched and blinked his eyes blearily as he headed for the kitchen to have some breakfast.

"I'm gonna eat a huge breakfast, and then everyone's gonna come over again to work on the dojo…" The world champion mumbled to himself, rubbing his eyes. He was fully dressed and ready for the day, but he was still tired from the last night the reunited Bladebreakers had spent at the bay.

I really did miss everybody, a lot. He thought to himself. Yawning again, Tyson rummaged through the fridge and then the cupboards for something good. After looking once, though, he repeated the process and searched again. "Where is everything??" Tyson wondered as he surveyed the practically bare shelves… and then his eyes narrowed. "Gramps!!" Tyson yelled, running through the house and sliding open the door to the dojo. "Where's all the…! W-Wha?" Tyson's eyes bugged out in shock at the sight before him. "What's going on!?"

"Hey, Not-so-little-dude!! 'Bout time you got up and joined the hubbub!" Old Mr. Granger laughed heartily and waved his kendo sword.

"Hi there Tyson! Whoo boy you've grown up."

"So that's your grandson, eh Granger?"

"All ready for your wedding?"

Tyson's eyes were wide as he took in the sight of many middle-aged and old men, which he knew as long-time friends of his grandfather, working to clear out all the remaining junk and repairing the floor of the dojo. There was even someone just returning with paint for the walls when it came time to redo them. Everyone had stopped in their tasks momentarily to wave and say hello to the groom-to-be before continuing.

"Wha… What's everyone doing??" Tyson blurted out. Old Mr. Granger came up and slapped his grandson on the back.

"What're you going on about T-man?" Gramps said, giving him a sly grin and gesturing to the work being done. "Don't tell me you're losin' your sight! These here fellows agreed ta pitch in and get the dojo lookin' snazzy in record time!"

Tyson stared at his grandpa with wide eyes before breaking into an uneasy smile. "Geeze Gramps, why would you decide to help out like this all of a sudden??" Tyson inquired while giving his old man a glare.

"Ahahahah! You'll see soon T, you'll see soon." Grandpa winked and put an arm around his grandson's shouldered, guiding him back to the kitchen. "Now howabout we grab us some eats before your friends get here?"

"There's nothing in the kitchen." Tyson grumbled, but allowed himself to be steered, giving one last glance to the quickly readying dojo behind them.

When the Bladebreakers arrived at the Granger household and dojo, they were surprised to be ushered in by a portly woman who then herded them into the kitchen where a jovial Grandpa Granger and Tyson sat at the table.

"Hey there homeboys! Sit! Sit!!" Gramps insisted, jumping up so that Ray, Max, Kenny and Kai could take seats.

"Now all you newcomers're probably rackin' your noggins at who this fine lady is." Mr. Granger announced, gesturing to the woman who was smiling at them all by his side.

"Is that your girlfriend then, Gramps?" Max grinned and Tyson had to slap a hand over his mouth to keep from laughing, his face turning red. Kenny groaned and opened his high tech laptop, turning his attention away from them. The Chief and Tyson already knew her, after all.

"Hah Hah!!!" Gramps chuckled and preened his moustache, while the aged woman rolled her eyes.

"No, hello my dears," The friendly woman smiled at the Bladebreakers. "I'm Naomi's mother, it's good to meet you all, finally." She nodded to Kenny. "And to see you again too, Kenny."

"Oh! Hey, nice to meet you Mrs. Walker!" Max smiled at her.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, ma'am." Ray said too, and took Mrs. Walker's hand in greeting then sat back down with the rest of the group. "By the way where is Naomi?" The Chinese blader asked, looking around for any sign of the bride-to-be as her mother took a seat next to Tyson's grandpa.

"Downtown." Kenny answered casually. "She's coming back for dinner though."

"All right, all right!" Tyson suddenly spoke up, slapping a hand down on the kitchen table, making everybody focus on the fiancé. "We're all here so what's this thing you were being mysterious about?" The world champion continued loudly, staring down his grandfather.

"Well, little dude, you're in for good news!! Wedding bliss is comin' up to bat and you're pitchin' a million!!" Mr. Granger exclaimed. "You see what I'm sayin'!?"

Kai's eyes opened and his eyebrows furrowed at the old man's words.

"Whaddyou mean, Gramps?" Tyson asked, his eyes wide and momentarily perplexed as to what he was being told.

"With some luck, the wedding is going to be moved up a few weeks!" Mrs. Walker explained, a small smile on her aging face.

Tyson's eyebrows rose above his hairline. "No way!"

Kai's heart froze. The owner of Biovolt's lips parted and he didn't hear the words even as he said them. "You can't." Kai's voice cut through the room as much as if it had been shouted.

Ray's head whipped around to stare at Kai. The two old adults and Kenny looked over to the dual-haired young man as well.

"Kai's right," Max interrupted, before anyone could question the oldest blader. "You know I booked a nice place for the bachelor party a while ago, but the time was for two weeks before the real date!"

"No worries Max my man, I've got the skinny on a new happenin' place for the little man and you all to hang out before he ties the knot!!" The old man belted out, and held up a piece of paper. "Here's the lowdown on the gig!"

"Lemme see that!" Tyson snagged the paper from old Mr. Granger and quickly read it over. The young man's eyes suddenly bugged out and he looked up wildly. "CoCo's Dance Lounge?!"

"Mmhmm." Gramps nodded sagely. "That there's one fine establishment T-man!"

"Ahhh, it sounds a little wild…" The Chief hesitated and pulled at his collar.

"I dunno it sounds kind of fun." Ray remarked thoughtfully.

Tyson rolled his eyes and looked over at Max. "Where did you book us, buddy?"

The blond smiled sheepishly. "Uh…the same place."

"So it's settled then." Naomi's mother said happily. "The wedding will be two weeks from today!"

"Then we've still got a lotta work to do." Tyson agreed. The midnight haired blader then turned dark blue eyes on the quiet figure of Kai. "Don't we, best man?"

Kai gave Tyson a half smile for a brief second. "We always do."

A week had passed since that morning, and the Bladebreakers had all done what they could to finish the wedding preparations. There were still a few things left to do, like the attire, which apparently the bride's mother would be sewing. It was when the whole group was practising the set up of the dojo that Grandpa Granger got a great idea.

"All right dawgs!! WEDDING REHEARSAL!"

"Already??!" Tyson and everyone else save Kai and Naomi shouted.

"Trust me Little Dude, you'll need the practise!" Gramps told them.

Naomi shook her head. "I'm sorry Grandpa, but the clothes we're supposed to wear aren't finished yet." She said gently, trying to calm the two family members down. "How will we practise just now?"

"That ain't no sweat little sister, just play the cards like ya got 'em." Mr. Granger nodded to what the girl was already wearing.

"Um, well, I guess I could put on a nicer dress…" Naomi offered. Tyson put a hand on her shoulder and she looked at him.

"You don't have to do all that, Gramps is just going crazy." Tyson told his fiancée.

"It's okay, Tyson. It's fine with me, what will you wear?" Naomi smiled, amused at Tyson's perturbed expression.

"Go put a suit or something on, T-man!" Gramps shouted and then exited the dojo to continue with his own part, followed by a reluctant Naomi.

"A suit?!" Tyson said the word like it offended him. The baseball-capped blader sighed loudly and trudged over to the others. "A suit… aw man, any of you guys feel like helping your old friend out?"

"What, you mean with getting dressed?" Max asked incredulously.

"Come on Tyson, don't act like you've never put one on before." Ray added.

"I have! But, that was a long time ago, and – c'mon just help me!!" Tyson complained, clutching his hat protectively.

"Not me, I'm busy with the music!" Max replied holding up a couple of CD's and nodding at the temporary boom box they were using today.

Tyson looked to Ray and the Chinese man shook his head. "I'm helping Max."

"What!" Tyson fumed and then looked at the Chief.

Kenny's perpetual typing suddenly stopped and the bespectacled young man clicked on a file folder pulling up a document on weddings. "As the groom's right hand man, the best man assists the groom in choosing his wedding outfit and may be responsible for obtaining quotes from tailors or hire firms." The Chief read off of the screen.

"He can dress himself." Kai said swiftly, crossing his arms and leaned against the dojo wall.

"Come on Kai, you're my man, and best men do the stuff Kenny just said!" Tyson grinned widely and grabbed at Kai's arm pulling him from his position.

"Tyson!" Kai objected, a red colour spreading over his face – in anger or embarrassment Tyson didn't know – but the shorter blader felt his heart lighten anyway as he weaved through from the dojo to the hallway, Kai's hand in his grasp.

Tyson smiled. "This way!"

"OK Kai, you can come in now." Tyson's voice sounded through the closed door to his bedroom.

The owner of Biovolt let out a breath and opened his eyes. He had been leaning against the wall beside Tyson's door trying to make his heart work again. The wedding was soon approaching, and every second that passed by was time lost and wasted as he watched Tyson's new life being built and formed into something that would never have room for him, as the dojo became a makeshift wedding hall.

With every touch and every look that passed between them, Kai had tried to take the opportunity to let what he felt show. To say what he felt. But it was still never the right moment, and he could still never find the right words.

One day…Kai thought to himself as he reached out for the doorknob and stepped into Tyson's room since childhood, closing the door behind him.

The fiancé looked up from fiddling with his cuffs to smile at Kai in relief. "Okay, see, this is the problem, Kai, I always get the tie wrong..." Tyson held up the fabric for his former team captain to see.

"It takes practice, but any idiot could do it." Kai snorted as he took the tie from Tyson's hand.

"Hey!" Tyson shouted in defense although he didn't feel insulted. Instead he stepped closer to Kai. The taller man tensed up and looked into the shorter one's blue eyes. Tyson had taken off his hat for once and his long bangs were messy and falling softly into his face.

"You might as well fix the tie for me then, Kai. Gramps was yelling to be quick about it." Tyson stated with a cheesy grin.

Only you could look gorgeous with expressions like that… Kai thought, his heart beating madly and butterflies fluttering through his stomach… and then in his hands as he reached up, his arms encircling as he draped the tie around Tyson's neck. The former world champion closed his eyes and held still letting Kai fix everything.

Kai's hands were shaking faintly, his forearms resting on Tyson's shoulders, as he carefully tugged Tyson's ponytail over the tie, his fingers sliding through those dark strands that he had seen in his dreams for so long. The former team captain swallowed painfully as he smoothed the collar of the other blader's white dress shirt up, his fingertips brushing the skin of Tyson's tanned neck. Kai's vision became blurry at the sides of his eyes as he pulled the tie to the proper lengths, and then flipped Tyson's collar down, pausing to straighten it. Almost subconsciously, his hands ran through the motions of making the knot, and he slid it up finishing the job. Kai lightly pressed his hand flat against Tyson's soft chest, before he pulled it away in a fleeting instant.

Tyson waited a moment before opening his eyes and looking up at Kai, a lock of midnight coloured hair falling into his eyes. Wordlessly, his eyes searching Tyson's, Kai brought his hand up and tucked some of those bangs behind Tyson's ear.

The fiancé sucked in a breath and felt something warm fill his body that hadn't for a very long time. He leaned up and fixed some of Kai's bangs in return before looking into those dark auburn eyes.

"Finished?" Tyson asked, his voice low in the quiet room.

Kai didn't answer, but brought his hands up again to fix an imaginary wrinkle in Tyson's collar, his arms once again resting on his shoulders.

Tyson laid his hands slightly on Kai's sides, holding the taller blader in place.

Kai felt the subtle pressure of Tyson's touch and leaned in closer, his hands on the shorter young man's collar flattening to the nape of his neck. "You look good." Kai said quietly.

"…I…Kai…" Tyson started but trailed off, his eyes becoming half-lidded when their noses brushed.

"…I…" Kai breathed.

From downstairs the slow song that had been playing abruptly changed to a fast beat one and then Tyson looked down, his eyes wide as he dropped his hands from Kai's sides. Kai slowly slid his arms from around Tyson's neck.

"So…finished?" Tyson questioned casually, eyes on the door as he smoothed down his tie.

"…Finished." Kai answered, crossing his arms and focusing on something in the room.

"Thanks." The fiancé smiled quickly at Kai, before making for the door, opening it and stepping out into the hallway. "Heh, Grandpa's probably blown a gasket…" Tyson grimaced then grinned. "Let's hurry!" He declared before rushing off for himself.

Kai gazed at the framed photo on Tyson's dresser a moment longer and then slowly turned and exited the bedroom, shutting the door quietly behind him.

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