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Pizza Boy Tyson

The next day, the small but successful Pizza City was bustling in the lunchtime hour as hungry residents grabbed bites to eat. The rickety air conditioner blew a stream of cool air on the employees as they worked their butts off to keep up with the hustle, and when business finally calmed down, they sat comfortably behind the counter on two stools, waiting for afternoon orders to come in.

"I gotta tell you Kenny, you would not believe my last delivery yesterday!" Tyson gushed, drumming his fingers on the countertop and then spinning around on his stool.

The Chief rested his head on his folded arms down by the cash register and rolled his eyes behind his fringe. "Try me! Aahh I still haven't forgotten about that delivery I made to that creepy house a while ago. When they opened the door they were dressed like monsters! And it wasn't even Halloween! Aaahh…" The bespectacled teen shuddered in remembrance.

Tyson stopped spinning and starting laughing. "Hahahaahah!!! You're still freaked out about that!?" The pizza boy stared at his friend incredulously.

"Hey it's not funny!!" The Chief yelled indignantly, and then he looked at his pony-tailed friend curiously. "What was so great about that delivery?" Kenny asked. "Other than the huge tip. Which by the way, you owe me 5 bucks…" He added, matter-of-factly.

The boy with the backwards cap looked at Kenny innocently, but the other teen did not budge, and Tyson groaned, glaring at him before fishing some money out of his jeans pocket.

"Thank you." Kenny smiled smugly as the cash was slapped into his hand.

Tyson continued to glare at his friend as he pocketed the money, until his expression slowly turned somewhat dreamy.

"You should've been there, oh man!" Tyson fisted his hands and brought them up to his chin, closing his eyes as the events re-enacted themselves in his mind.

The Chief felt a sweatdrop run down his head at Tyson's blissful pose. "Please don't tell me it's what I think it is!"

Tyson relaxed and sat normally on his stool, twisting the seat to look at the Chief seriously. "Kenny he was so hot, I could cook on him."

"Tyson!" Kenny exclaimed, shaking his head in reprove.

The pizza boy ignored him and leaned his elbows on the counter, resting his head in his hands. "He was tall too."

A large middle-aged woman entered the small store, the bell chiming above the door, as she headed to the cash to pick up an order.

"Tyson!!" Kenny said under his breath as the severe-looking lady stood directly in front of them.

"AND he had the most unbelievable eyes!" Tyson raved at his friend, oblivious.

"Um, what will it be ma'am?" Kenny asked the woman who looked slightly put off.

"I am here to pick up the pizza I ordered…" She huffed.

Off in his own world, the midnight blue haired teen pretended to swoon and a hungry look overcame his face as he enjoyed his mental images. "I wanted to pick pepperoni off his chest..." He stated suggestively.

The customer and Kenny stared at Tyson with bugged out eyes, and he snapped out of it, laughing sheepishly. "Hahahah er…" He quickly grabbed the right pizza box from the kitchen directly behind them and handed it to the woman.

"One… pepperoni pizza to go." He sweated, and the two Pizza City employees watched as she left.

The Chief groaned and shook his head, putting a hand to his face in embarrassment of his best friend's actions.

"Tyson from that description, he sounds like he's perfect!" The Chief exclaimed and then adjusted his large glasses, continuing wryly. "You're sure you didn't imagine him?"

"Oh he was real." Tyson slapped Kenny on the shoulder and then grabbed at the air, moving as if he were nuzzling said tall, dark and handsome customer's chiseled chest. "Uh! What a stud!"

The Pizza City cashier sighed and looked at his friend seriously. "Tyson did you consider the chance that since it was a huge party, he might not even live at that place?! You know it's about a million to one chance for you to see that guy again!"

Tyson sighed too, and seemed to lose most of his steam. "I know, Kenny." The teen replied and then looked back at his friend imploringly. "I just, wouldn't mind if I did."

Seeing his usually upbeat friend a little down, the Chief tried to lighten his mood. "So what's the mystery guy's name, anyway?"

Tyson looked up in thought, scratching his head idly before giving Kenny a grin. "I'll just call him Mr. Customer."

In the Hiwatari mansion dinner had just been served, and the master of the house sat alone at the long elaborate dining room table, his plate in front of him.

Kai pushed the duly prepared food around on the china dish, with his silver fork. The calm atmosphere, the lack of anyone bothering him while he ate, the gourmet dinner – It was all sufficient. It had been more than acceptable for him for as long as he could remember. So why did it suddenly not satisfy him?

The world class beyblader sighed as he put his fork down.

The mansion was eerily empty compared to the raucous of the party just the night before. It was strange to think that even after all the guests had left, guests he had come to know for the past few years, the only one he found himself remembering clearly from the party, was the pizza boy.

The boy from yesterday's party had been stuck on his mind ever since he'd opened his front door.

'It must've been the blue eyes…' The thought came unbidden into Kai's thoughts as he pushed the broccoli around on his plate. He shook his head to rid himself of such inane ideas.

The chink of his silver fork against his plate was the only sound in his large dining room, reminding him once again of how empty the house really was. It wasn't to be helped really. The Majestics, Demolitions Boys, and Mr. Dickinson had all places to be in their respective places around the world. Of course, Ray had caught his plane home with the rest of the White Tigers to go back to their home in China. Max and the All Starz as well packed up for the good old U.S of A. They even invited Andrew to go along with them to spend the rest of summer vacation with them in L.A. So it wasn't any surprise that Kai was the only one left in Japan.

Not that he cared.

His knife scraped against the plate.

When that pizza boy had walked into his home with those ten greasy pizzas in his arms and that red and blue backwards cap… Kai put down his cutlery.

He remembered what he had been thinking in his kitchen just the other night. Before the doorbell had rang and he'd laid eyes on that pizza boy, no one had held his interest. He realized what he had thought to himself that night. That he had nothing left to prove, that he wanted someone to have interest in…

And now…

He did.

Kai pushed his barely touched dinner away and rose from his chair. He left the dining room and immediately picked up the phone. It hadn't been used since last night. The blader looked at it for an intense moment before picking it up and hitting redial.

The phone rang.

He had an appetite for something else tonight.

Kenny adjusted his glasses as they threatened to slip from their place on top of his head. It had been another busy day and would only get busier since it was nearing dinner time. That was the prime time for Pizza City.

The short teen scrubbed at the counter. Sometimes being the cashier for Berny's Pizza City got to be a real drag, but between the two other part-timers who worked his shift he was the most reliable one. Hilary, a girl he and Tyson had met in school worked as the waitress. And Tyson, was the pizza boy.

The phone rang.

'Looks like Tyson's got another customer!' Kenny thought and picked up the phone.

"Pizza City, how may I help you?"

"I am ordering a pizza." A monotonous voice sounded through the receiver.

"Okay…" Kenny sweated a little. The caller was kind of creepy sounding.

The voice of the guy didn't reply for a second then, "What do you recommend?" He said flatly.

Taking the pen from behind his ear, Kenny took his notepad from his back pocket and began to rattle them off. "Well sir, we've got the Hawaiian pizza on special, which comes with a 2 litre bottle of coke, cheesy bread and dipping sauce all for twenty dollars. Or you could choose the Meat Lover's pizza. That includes the same as before, except with different toppings - Sausage, Pepperoni, Ham…"

"Fine."

Kenny was startled out of reciting the menu he had memorized by the abrupt command. "So you'll be having the Meat Lover's pizza then sir?"

"Yes, I'll order that." A moment of silence then the voice was back. "Put extra sausage."

"Great!" The geeky teen checked off the special on his notepad. "I'll just need your name and address then…"

Kenny wrote the information down onto the receipt as the guy on the other end told him it and then the pen faltered as the cashier's eyes widened behind his hair.

'This is the same address Tyson delivered to last night!' Startled at his realization, Kenny had to ask the guy to repeat what he'd just said.

"I asked if there was a pizza boy with blue hair in a ponytail that worked there."

Kenny fumbled with the receipt as he stapled it to the pizza box. "Aah, uh, yes there is."

The line was silent for a while, and Kenny switched the phone's receiver to his other ear, wondering if the customer had hung up.

"Make sure he delivers it." The customer hung up. Listening to the dial tone, Kenny looked at the pizza box and hung up the phone.

"Hey Tyson!!" He called without removing his eyes from the name on the receipt. "You've got a customer…"

Tyson slowly approached the large ornate front doors of the mansion. It was the same he had delivered to last night, but he was pretty sure whoever lived there had never ordered before that. He raised his eyebrows, wondering if the party was still going on. Whoever lived here was sure loaded.

The blue-eyed teen fixed his cap and checked the receipt when he finally made it to the doorstep.

"Kai Hiwatari." The name sounded familiar but that was the last thing that was on Tyson's mind. He took a breath and hoped to see Mr. Customer again, even though it was unlikely.

He rang the doorbell.

Kai's feet were already on their way to the front door. The dual-haired teen almost ran into his butler as he rounded a bend.

"I'll get it." He said sharply, not acknowledging the older man's nod as he quickly walked the rest of the way.

He laid his hand on the handle and with a start, realized he had no idea what he would do if that pizza boy was on the other side of the door.

'I'll… show him I'm interested.' A faint blush rose to Kai's cheeks. 'He definitely looked worth it…'

The doorbell rang again, shaking Kai out of his brief daze. His grip firmed and he pulled it open.

The pizza boy looked up and he felt his heart stop for an instant. Tyson's dark blue eyes widened as he stared straight into the gorgeous ones in front of him. 'It's him!' He was wearing grey slacks, polished shoes, a white dress shirt and a studded earring in his ear. The midnight haired teen gaped, suddenly loosing his ability to speak in the presence of his Mr. Customer.

As the customer stared back, a megawatt grin slowly formed on Tyson's face as he continued to be caught up in the billion to one chance encounter. 'Hey so…where have you been my whole life?' The pizza boy thought in a daze.

Mr. Customer smiled back at him faintly for a moment before he looked down and broke eye contact.

Tyson blinked and stood dumbly as everything shocked back into real-time. The pizza box in his hands was warm and he shifted it between them, his eyes still glued to the taller boy.

Kai cleared his throat slightly and reached for his wallet in his back pocket. "So you made it on time." The blader stated, keeping his eyes averted.

"Oh- Yeah!" Tyson blurted, and then chimed out an explanation, just to keep a conversation going. He really liked the sound of the customer's voice… "Yeah, Bay City's easy to get around in so we always deliver on time!" Tyson grinned, trying to give his best smile, although he didn't know that his best ones came when he wasn't trying.

Seeing the customer almost finished with counting out the money, Tyson hastily continued. "So, Mr…."

"Kai." The dual-haired blader supplied, his dark eyes once again rising to meet Tyson's. "My name is Kai." He finished, and making sure he had Tyson's attention he let his gaze travel down the pizza boy's body and then back up.

Tyson's cheeks turned red. 'Did he just check me out?' Kai's slight smirk as he handed over the money made the pizza boy's heart start to beat madly, and he grinned, preparing to flirt.

"Well Mr. Customer," Tyson said, giving Kai the pizza box with a flourish, "that's one Meat lover's special… with…" The pizza boy leaned closer, letting his hands rest on Kai's a little longer. "Extra…sausage…" Tyson added suggestively, winking and grinning as he leaned back.

"Hm," Kai's lips quirked as he struggled to contain the rush of attraction and joy he felt at the pizza boy's apparent interest as well… The taller teen could feel his body flush as he held the pizza box and stared at the other, trying to let his eyes to do the talking about just what he was feeling. "That's… just the way I like it," Kai glanced at the name tag sewn onto the Pizza City jacket and leaned on the doorframe. "…Tyson." He finished, his handsome face molding into a smug look.

"Uh…" The pizza boy replied, awestruck and unmoving as Kai reached into his pants pocket and pulled out another bill. The customer leaned forward closing most of the distance between them as he slipped the money into Tyson's chest jacket pocket. Gently tugging the shorter teen closer by his lapel, Kai's eyes burned into the pizza boy's before he moved to whisper in his ear.

"I'll… enjoy it." Kai said, his warm breath tickling Tyson's flushed skin. The pony-tailed teen was speechless as Kai let go of him, giving him one last sultry look before he quietly shut the door.

To say Tyson was on cloud nine after that would be an understatement. The teen floated through the week on an emotional high from the positive attention from Pizza City's newest customer – Mr. Kai Hiwatari – and not to mention a fatter wallet from the other great tip he had received from said customer. When asked about his annoyingly chipper (and suspicious) mood by Kenny, Tyson had grabbed the shorter teen and dragged his friend out onto the sidewalk away from the prying ears of the gossip mill – namely Hilary.

"It's the same guy?!" Kenny exclaimed, his glasses nearly flying off his head.

"The one and only!" Tyson grinned cheekily and then a faint blush covered his face. "And I think he likes me."

The Chief laughed and pretended to buff his nails on his tie. "And here I thought that'd never happen!"

"CHhhiiieeeFF!!!!" Tyson growled.

"Aah-a-AHH!" Kenny screamed and started to run from his friend's demonic look.

"Get back here!! KENNY!! You'll pay!!!"

At Pizza City, Tyson and Kenny worked behind the counter and it was obvious that the pony-tailed teen perked up whenever a call came in, hoping that it would be his Mr. Customer. After a few days, the pizza boy began to become downhearted – had he been wrong? Maybe that Kai guy was just that way with everyone? Some rich playboy in a huge mansion who had absolutely no interest in a guy like him. But, he had really been so sure…

The phone rang on Friday night during Tyson's short break time, and the Chief lifted the receiver, pressing it to his ear with practiced ease. "Hi, Pizza City, how may I help you?" The brunette rattled out, his fingers tapping at keys on the computer system in front of him idly. The strokes paused, however, as he listened suddenly intently to the voice on the other end of the phone.

"Oooh, Mr. Hiwatari!" Kenny chimed out, looking over his shoulder at his friend on the stool behind him slyly.

Tyson spit out his drink all over his yellow shirt.

"You're such a basket case." Hilary rolled her eyes as she walked past them both towards the supply closet to retrieve some more plates for a family dining in the small sit-in area that night.

"Ngg!!!" Tyson stuck out his tongue and gave the waitress an evil look before trying to jam his ear to the receiver to hear what Kai was saying as well as Kenny.

Kenny tried to shove Tyson's head away, struggling to hear the entire order properly. "I'm sorry I didn't catch what you said last…!"

"Ah!! Come on! Let me- Ow!! Let me talk to-"

Tyson was cut off as Kenny slapped the phone down and began typing into the computer furiously before hitting the 'ENTER' key, starting the printing of the receipt.

"What'd he say!! Was it him!?" Tyson blabbered.

The frazzled cashier smiled widely. "Tyson I think you'll be happy to know, he wanted a meat lover's special and you to deliver it."

A megawatt grin bloomed on the pizza boy's face and he stood up, pointing his finger to the sky. "If he wants me, he'll have me!"

Kenny twitched, a huge sweatdrop running down his head. "I don't want to be hearing these double meanings…"

At the Hiwatari mansion, Tyson handed over the hot pizza box to his equally hot customer a minute after the 30 minutes it was supposed to have arrived. His chest was heaving from the hard biking he had done to reach the home.

Kai eyed the ill-concealed pop stain on Tyson's yellow t-shirt for a moment before looking back up with a raised eyebrow. "Drooling over something, or just clumsy?" The world class blader questioned archly, mentally wincing a second later at his possibly condescending comment. Kai was pleasantly surprised, however, when the pizza boy's cheeks tinged and he straightened up, planting his hands on his jean-clad hips.

"Ooh a little bit of this, a little bit of that…" Tyson answered waving a hand back and forth. "Depends on what you want it to be." The shorter boy smiled playfully, his deep blue eyes meeting Kai's auburn ones.

Kai was well and truly caught.

Nobody had ever looked at him that way before. Nobody had ever made him feel like this before… It was difficult for him to open up and show it, but he wouldn't let this chance go by… 'Just think of it as a beybattle.' Kai thought, mentally preparing himself and looking away from Tyson's captivating eyes to prevent getting lost in them. 'Just open your mouth and attack him.'

Meeting Tyson's eyes again with determination, the taller blader began. "I want… you…"

The pizza boy's face lit up in surprise, his lips parting slightly. "…"

"To make sure you're on time, next time." Kai hastily continued, gripping the pizza box in his hands firmly. "I don't like to be kept waiting, so good night-" Kai said tersely a heated look on his face, before his expression melted vaguely and he gave the shocked pony-tailed boy a sideways smile as he finished. "Tyson…"

Tyson blinked slowly at the closed door, before slowly a wide grin formed on his lips. The pizza boy turned on his heel and shoved his hands into his back jean pockets as he practically skipped down the long winding driveway to where he had parked his bike. 'I think… I'm in love.' He thought crazily, pressing a palm to his burning cheek before jumping and punching a hand into the air. "YES!"

When the door shut, Kai turned and let out a breath, a faint smile crossing his lips as his eyebrows angled down. The team captain strode briskly through the large mansion towards the kitchen, pizza box under his arm, only to dump the purchased food into the garbage bin.

He had paced and looked out the window for every one of those thirty minutes in unusual anxiousness. But it hadn't been for the greasy food – no, it had been just for that brief moment of seeing that guy, Tyson, again…

He had been wanting to see him all week after that first pizza after the party, but he had tried eating the concoction and it really hadn't sat well with him. Sick for days, but… he continued to order pizzas and each time, he would see Tyson.

And Kai Hiwatari was quickly becoming Pizza City's best customer.

End Chapter

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