The second awaited chapter of this fic that I started so terribly on!Anyway, I should just tell you now. I have recently lost my interest in Beyblade, and am not so enthusiastic about watching the show anymore. The only reason I continue to write this chapter is for you guys and I want to see the hug ; ...But dun worry! I'll finish it... sooner or later... As soon as I get some other projects done O.O
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Beyblade or any of its charrie's.
WARNING: Angst, abit of swearing, and shonen-ai. Meaning boyxboy love. Dun like, get lost!
Chapter 2:
Bleary blue eyes opened groggily as his back screamed from the position he was in, the pain managing to wake him up slowly. He spotted small traces of sunbeams on the floor as he became more aware of his surroundings, and he felt he was lying on something comfy. Hands moved from their position to touch something more soft below him, experimentally pressing different pressures in various spots. It was kinda squishy, too. And it was moving now...
He yelped as he was thrown off, a yell and scrambling feet heard as his head hit the wooden floor with an audible 'thunk'. He moaned loudly at the pain that blossomed in his skull, bursts here and there making him whimper. What the hell?!? "Kai! What happened? Why am I on the floor? Was it you I was sitting on?" A glare was sent up at the normally stoic boy, and his eyes widened (once again), as he noticed something he thought he'd never see in his lifetime. Maybe in an alternate dimension, but not in this lifetime.
Kai was blushing. Really heavily too, making him kind of look like a sunburned tomato dipped in some spices.
"Uh...Kai? Why are you blushing? It's not like I did anything wrong by falling asleep on you..." Well, there WAS something wrong with that, but he didn't do anything totally wrong, like molest him in his sleep. Right? Right.
"For your information, Tyson," He felt his name spat out angrily, and he could practically image the cat ears and tail spiking up in rage. Who was mad? "Touching me... down there IS wrong, no matter how you view it."
It took him a few minutes to process what Kai had said, the words translating through his brain, albeit very, very slowly. A few seconds later was all it took to know what the crimson eyed and face teen had meant "... EWW! EWW! That's just wrong, dude! Guys aren't supposed to do that!"
He started swearing colorfully, wailing in different parts here in there. A pause for breath after 5 minutes of yelling, taking in big cupfuls and a another repeated mantra of 'don't blush, don't blush, don't blush!' repeating in his head. The world beyblading champion glared up at Kai, as if he were the responsible one for doing that. A heavy blush finally stained his own cheeks, the repeated words useless too him now. Kai was staring at him. And staring... and staring...
"What are you looking at? YOU'RE the one who... let me fall asleep on you, you bastard!!!" The glares seemed to be endless as he yet again, glared as the other's eyes shot open. What he didn't expect next, of course, was the great Kai to yell back. "What are you talking about, Tyson?! You're the one who fell asleep in the middle of crying!"
They continued to yell out insults at each other, the tension becoming higher once again until a question popped out of Tyson's mouth. "Why the hell are you here anyway? Last time I checked, you were in Moscow or wherever the hell you ran off too after the lat World Beyblading conference." He received the glare this time, but a sigh soon accompanied it.
"Mr. Dickenson sent me to inform you that there will be a Beyblade World Champion conference. We might have won a long time ago, but we're still being honored for one of the best Beyblading Championship matches." Crimson eyes looked at him evenly, waiting for the other's usual grin. He instead got a questioning look, finally getting up and dusting himself off.
" Beyblading conference... Will everyone be there?" He thought of everyone he had met during the championship, and his excitement started to show itself. "Even Rei? I haven't seen him in such a long time! I hope so! Max and Kenny will be there too, right? And the White Tigers?" He continued to ramble off a list of names before he saw the exasperated glare from his ex-team captain. "Uh... hehe...Sorry Kai... So you were saying?"
Another sigh as the slate-haired boy closed his eyes. "Everyone who was part of every championship will be there, including the White Tigers and everyone else. That means that Rei, Max, and Kenny will be there, yes."
A wide grin stretched over his face as he thought about it, the fun and the excitement of meeting all of his friends again growing rapidly every second. "Awesome! When do we go? Can we take Hillary? She..." Again, he remembered the horrid events that led to him crying last night, and his grin broke, the result a lost and saddened look as he looked up at Kai, eyes a whirlwind of emotion.
"Oh, yeah...She's...dead..." His mood took a turn for the worse as his eyes were cast downwards, the flood of emotions and salty tears coming to his eyes. He raised a hand to wipe his eyes, and felt surprised when he felt a larger hand rest on his.
Watery blue eyes looked back at now softer crimson ones, and Tyson felt a flicker of happiness as the other spoke. "I already phoned Mr. Dickenson, and he made sure to move the conference a week after Hillary's funeral so you can feel better about the loss. Plus, I asked him to honor Hillary at the event, because I thought you might like that..."
Tyson's happiness increased as he saw the other give a faint smile, and a flicker of sadness cross his face. So Kai was sad too! He was defiantly helping the shorter boy right now...
He launched himself at the phoenix as his tears slowly disappeared; leaving only faint tear marks where some had escaped. "Oh, thank you Kai! That was awesome of you! I defiantly like the, and I'm sure Hill's parents will too!" A genuine smile reached his face as he looked up at the taller boy, trying not to squeeze to hard. A smile was returned as Kai hugged him briefly, then pushed back.
That was the second hug in a week... Kai was losing his touch. A snicker almost escaoed his mouth at the thought of Kai being some hug fiend. That would be the day!
He continued to smile as he brought his hands to rest behind his head, and a laugh escaped his throat, full and happy and joyous. "So, when's the conference?"
Much easier chapter compared to the last one, and quiet pointless too--;;;. I think I played Kai a bit too... OOC... ; Anyway, tell me if ya liked it and I shall continue! Ja!
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Beyblade or any of its charrie's.
WARNING: Angst, abit of swearing, and shonen-ai. Meaning boyxboy love. Dun like, get lost!
Chapter 2:
Bleary blue eyes opened groggily as his back screamed from the position he was in, the pain managing to wake him up slowly. He spotted small traces of sunbeams on the floor as he became more aware of his surroundings, and he felt he was lying on something comfy. Hands moved from their position to touch something more soft below him, experimentally pressing different pressures in various spots. It was kinda squishy, too. And it was moving now...
He yelped as he was thrown off, a yell and scrambling feet heard as his head hit the wooden floor with an audible 'thunk'. He moaned loudly at the pain that blossomed in his skull, bursts here and there making him whimper. What the hell?!? "Kai! What happened? Why am I on the floor? Was it you I was sitting on?" A glare was sent up at the normally stoic boy, and his eyes widened (once again), as he noticed something he thought he'd never see in his lifetime. Maybe in an alternate dimension, but not in this lifetime.
Kai was blushing. Really heavily too, making him kind of look like a sunburned tomato dipped in some spices.
"Uh...Kai? Why are you blushing? It's not like I did anything wrong by falling asleep on you..." Well, there WAS something wrong with that, but he didn't do anything totally wrong, like molest him in his sleep. Right? Right.
"For your information, Tyson," He felt his name spat out angrily, and he could practically image the cat ears and tail spiking up in rage. Who was mad? "Touching me... down there IS wrong, no matter how you view it."
It took him a few minutes to process what Kai had said, the words translating through his brain, albeit very, very slowly. A few seconds later was all it took to know what the crimson eyed and face teen had meant "... EWW! EWW! That's just wrong, dude! Guys aren't supposed to do that!"
He started swearing colorfully, wailing in different parts here in there. A pause for breath after 5 minutes of yelling, taking in big cupfuls and a another repeated mantra of 'don't blush, don't blush, don't blush!' repeating in his head. The world beyblading champion glared up at Kai, as if he were the responsible one for doing that. A heavy blush finally stained his own cheeks, the repeated words useless too him now. Kai was staring at him. And staring... and staring...
"What are you looking at? YOU'RE the one who... let me fall asleep on you, you bastard!!!" The glares seemed to be endless as he yet again, glared as the other's eyes shot open. What he didn't expect next, of course, was the great Kai to yell back. "What are you talking about, Tyson?! You're the one who fell asleep in the middle of crying!"
They continued to yell out insults at each other, the tension becoming higher once again until a question popped out of Tyson's mouth. "Why the hell are you here anyway? Last time I checked, you were in Moscow or wherever the hell you ran off too after the lat World Beyblading conference." He received the glare this time, but a sigh soon accompanied it.
"Mr. Dickenson sent me to inform you that there will be a Beyblade World Champion conference. We might have won a long time ago, but we're still being honored for one of the best Beyblading Championship matches." Crimson eyes looked at him evenly, waiting for the other's usual grin. He instead got a questioning look, finally getting up and dusting himself off.
" Beyblading conference... Will everyone be there?" He thought of everyone he had met during the championship, and his excitement started to show itself. "Even Rei? I haven't seen him in such a long time! I hope so! Max and Kenny will be there too, right? And the White Tigers?" He continued to ramble off a list of names before he saw the exasperated glare from his ex-team captain. "Uh... hehe...Sorry Kai... So you were saying?"
Another sigh as the slate-haired boy closed his eyes. "Everyone who was part of every championship will be there, including the White Tigers and everyone else. That means that Rei, Max, and Kenny will be there, yes."
A wide grin stretched over his face as he thought about it, the fun and the excitement of meeting all of his friends again growing rapidly every second. "Awesome! When do we go? Can we take Hillary? She..." Again, he remembered the horrid events that led to him crying last night, and his grin broke, the result a lost and saddened look as he looked up at Kai, eyes a whirlwind of emotion.
"Oh, yeah...She's...dead..." His mood took a turn for the worse as his eyes were cast downwards, the flood of emotions and salty tears coming to his eyes. He raised a hand to wipe his eyes, and felt surprised when he felt a larger hand rest on his.
Watery blue eyes looked back at now softer crimson ones, and Tyson felt a flicker of happiness as the other spoke. "I already phoned Mr. Dickenson, and he made sure to move the conference a week after Hillary's funeral so you can feel better about the loss. Plus, I asked him to honor Hillary at the event, because I thought you might like that..."
Tyson's happiness increased as he saw the other give a faint smile, and a flicker of sadness cross his face. So Kai was sad too! He was defiantly helping the shorter boy right now...
He launched himself at the phoenix as his tears slowly disappeared; leaving only faint tear marks where some had escaped. "Oh, thank you Kai! That was awesome of you! I defiantly like the, and I'm sure Hill's parents will too!" A genuine smile reached his face as he looked up at the taller boy, trying not to squeeze to hard. A smile was returned as Kai hugged him briefly, then pushed back.
That was the second hug in a week... Kai was losing his touch. A snicker almost escaoed his mouth at the thought of Kai being some hug fiend. That would be the day!
He continued to smile as he brought his hands to rest behind his head, and a laugh escaped his throat, full and happy and joyous. "So, when's the conference?"
Much easier chapter compared to the last one, and quiet pointless too--;;;. I think I played Kai a bit too... OOC... ; Anyway, tell me if ya liked it and I shall continue! Ja!