Title: Forever Ours
Author: Sailor Bluestar
E-mail: sailorbluestaryahoo.com
Fandom: BeyBlade
Pairing: Tala/Ray/Tyson/Kai, Johnny/Kai (but I doubt it'll go anywhere), ?/Kai (I have to stop doing this)
Rating: PG-13 (it went back, oh well, it'll increase later)
Warning: OOC characters, yaoi, language, Kai starting to lose his mind...hehehe
Disclaimer: All those pretty characters do not belong to me. They belong to someone else. They always seem to belong to someone else!
Archive: Please go to http:ting beside Tala's bed. They opened it up and brought up the program to access the cameras hidden within Kai's room. They flipped through the various views, seeking the elusive phoenix. They finally found him on the seat by the window, looking out at the ocean, lost in thought. They gave a collective sigh, seeing him away from the front door and seeming to have been there for some time.
"Do we make sure to keep him in his room? What do we do?" Spencer asked.
"Remember, we can't help Tala in anyway, otherwise the referees will be mad and may penalize Tala." Bryan reminded them.
"But can't we just spend time with him?" Ian asked. "I mean, we consider him as one of us, why can't we just hang with him?"
"Perhaps we could hunt down a Majestic and ask. That way, we'll have covered all our bases." Spencer suggested.
"All right then! Operation 'Capture Majestic' is underway!" Ian said, marching out the door.
Bryan and Spencer rolled their eyes and followed their short teammate. Bryan, being the last to leave Tala's room, made sure that the door was completely shut and locked. After all, it wouldn't be good to leave it unlocked and opened for all to enter and find the camera setup to Kai's room, now would it.
After he left Tala's room, Kai locked himself into his own. He sat by the window, looking out into the ocean. The deep blue of the icy waters reminding him greatly of Tyson's stormy eyes; the sharp chill of the breeze reminded him of Wolborg, which lead him to think about Tala; and the balance between air and water at the horizon brought memories of Ray.
"GAH! Why am I thinking about them like that! They're nothing special." Kai growled at himself. "They mean nothing to me. NOTHING!"
'Sure, if they meant nothing, why are you thinking about them more than anyone else?'
"ARGH!" Kai hissed, holding his head. "Great, now I'm talking to myself! What's next? Those three goons will tell me that they're gay and in love with me? Get a grip Kai. Get. A. Fucking. Clue."
'Tsk. Tsk. Such language for one so young.'
"Get. Out. Of. My. Head." Kai growled to no one.
Soft laughter met his mental ears. 'You can't get rid of me. I'm a part of you. The part that Boris and Voltaire thought they destroyed. But I am a survivor, like you.'
"Who are you?"
'I am what you would have been, had our grandfather not killed off our mother and father. I am your joy, your happiness. I am the light to your dark. I am-'
"Okay, I get the point. So what?" Kai asked himself.
'Well, since those two bullies are out of the picture, I'm here to help you become whole again.'
"Ugh?" Kai grunted in question.
A mental sigh. 'I'm here to make sure that you and I become one again.'
"Yeeeaaaahhh... Right." Kai said, rolling his eyes. "I am becoming delusional; I'm talking to myself!"
'Well, if it makes you feel any better, you could call me Dranzer.'
"How about I don't call you anything and ignore for, like, ever." Kai snarled. "I knew I shouldn't have come on this stupid cruise."
'Oh, but it is here that you'll find happiness.'
Kai just chose to ignore that little comment, as well as any other comments forthcoming from that voice in his head.
Tala strolled down the hallways of the ship, humming a light tune. He watched, amused, as the other passengers avoided him. They would cast their eyes away from him and deliberately detour around him. He didn't care what they thought of him, all he cared about was the opinion of one blader.
'Ah Kai, what you do to me...' Tala thought to himself. 'I wonder what would happen if I outright told you that I love you.'
He snorted. 'You'd probably run as far away as possible. Probably go to extreme lengths as to swim to the closest shore.'
"Aren't you suppose to be in your room?" Michael asked.
"This is as much a vacation for me as it is for you. So bugger off." Tala snapped sharply.
"Figures that a block head like you would cool easy." Michael offered lightly. "I wonder how Kai handles trash like you."
"Whatever do you mean?" Tala asked offhandedly.
"Well, for one, he could certainly do better than you." Michael remarked.
"Oh really? Please tell me who should be the holder to his heart." Tala asked coldly.
"I could probably list many who should be picked before you." Michael shot back.
"Then who?" Tala asked again.
"Hmmm... Me, I can give him a challenge. Maybe Robert, they have that whole wealth thing going for them. Perhaps even Lee. They're both wild, they'll suit each other well." Michael listed.
"Oh really? What makes you think that YOU'RE good enough for him? It's time for a reality check: go get laid. You've certainly got something up your ass. Just because you've battled him, doesn't mean you know him. So fuck off." Tala growled.
Michael considered Tala's words for a moment before grinning at him, "Hmmm, so I should get laid... I wonder if Kai's up for it. I've always wondered what it'll be like to be held by the phoenix..."
"You'll get burned." Tala replied, getting ready to pounce on Michael for daring to insinuate about Kai.
"Don't you know that you shouldn't bait the wolf Michael?" Robert asked, trying to calm Tala's temper.
"Oh sure, ruin my fun." Michael replied. "But aren't you even a bit fascinated by him? Wouldn't you like to be the holder of his heart?"
TBC...
Okay, I was getting all poetic with Kai there, but hey, it sorta works. Sorta.
Here is the updated tally:
Tala - 13
Ray - 4
Tyson - 3
Johnny - 1 (but then again, he wasn't really a contestants to begin with )
Tell your friends. Tell them to leave a comment and vote for who gets this fiery bishounen. Though, I will warn you that there'll be a foursome, fivesome, if Johnny decides to crash the orgy.
Now I wish I could stick to one style of writing and stick to it. I tend to switch American spelling to Canadian and back again.
Author: Sailor Bluestar
E-mail: sailorbluestaryahoo.com
Fandom: BeyBlade
Pairing: Tala/Ray/Tyson/Kai, Johnny/Kai (but I doubt it'll go anywhere), ?/Kai (I have to stop doing this)
Rating: PG-13 (it went back, oh well, it'll increase later)
Warning: OOC characters, yaoi, language, Kai starting to lose his mind...hehehe
Disclaimer: All those pretty characters do not belong to me. They belong to someone else. They always seem to belong to someone else!
Archive: Please go to http:ting beside Tala's bed. They opened it up and brought up the program to access the cameras hidden within Kai's room. They flipped through the various views, seeking the elusive phoenix. They finally found him on the seat by the window, looking out at the ocean, lost in thought. They gave a collective sigh, seeing him away from the front door and seeming to have been there for some time.
"Do we make sure to keep him in his room? What do we do?" Spencer asked.
"Remember, we can't help Tala in anyway, otherwise the referees will be mad and may penalize Tala." Bryan reminded them.
"But can't we just spend time with him?" Ian asked. "I mean, we consider him as one of us, why can't we just hang with him?"
"Perhaps we could hunt down a Majestic and ask. That way, we'll have covered all our bases." Spencer suggested.
"All right then! Operation 'Capture Majestic' is underway!" Ian said, marching out the door.
Bryan and Spencer rolled their eyes and followed their short teammate. Bryan, being the last to leave Tala's room, made sure that the door was completely shut and locked. After all, it wouldn't be good to leave it unlocked and opened for all to enter and find the camera setup to Kai's room, now would it.
After he left Tala's room, Kai locked himself into his own. He sat by the window, looking out into the ocean. The deep blue of the icy waters reminding him greatly of Tyson's stormy eyes; the sharp chill of the breeze reminded him of Wolborg, which lead him to think about Tala; and the balance between air and water at the horizon brought memories of Ray.
"GAH! Why am I thinking about them like that! They're nothing special." Kai growled at himself. "They mean nothing to me. NOTHING!"
'Sure, if they meant nothing, why are you thinking about them more than anyone else?'
"ARGH!" Kai hissed, holding his head. "Great, now I'm talking to myself! What's next? Those three goons will tell me that they're gay and in love with me? Get a grip Kai. Get. A. Fucking. Clue."
'Tsk. Tsk. Such language for one so young.'
"Get. Out. Of. My. Head." Kai growled to no one.
Soft laughter met his mental ears. 'You can't get rid of me. I'm a part of you. The part that Boris and Voltaire thought they destroyed. But I am a survivor, like you.'
"Who are you?"
'I am what you would have been, had our grandfather not killed off our mother and father. I am your joy, your happiness. I am the light to your dark. I am-'
"Okay, I get the point. So what?" Kai asked himself.
'Well, since those two bullies are out of the picture, I'm here to help you become whole again.'
"Ugh?" Kai grunted in question.
A mental sigh. 'I'm here to make sure that you and I become one again.'
"Yeeeaaaahhh... Right." Kai said, rolling his eyes. "I am becoming delusional; I'm talking to myself!"
'Well, if it makes you feel any better, you could call me Dranzer.'
"How about I don't call you anything and ignore for, like, ever." Kai snarled. "I knew I shouldn't have come on this stupid cruise."
'Oh, but it is here that you'll find happiness.'
Kai just chose to ignore that little comment, as well as any other comments forthcoming from that voice in his head.
Tala strolled down the hallways of the ship, humming a light tune. He watched, amused, as the other passengers avoided him. They would cast their eyes away from him and deliberately detour around him. He didn't care what they thought of him, all he cared about was the opinion of one blader.
'Ah Kai, what you do to me...' Tala thought to himself. 'I wonder what would happen if I outright told you that I love you.'
He snorted. 'You'd probably run as far away as possible. Probably go to extreme lengths as to swim to the closest shore.'
"Aren't you suppose to be in your room?" Michael asked.
"This is as much a vacation for me as it is for you. So bugger off." Tala snapped sharply.
"Figures that a block head like you would cool easy." Michael offered lightly. "I wonder how Kai handles trash like you."
"Whatever do you mean?" Tala asked offhandedly.
"Well, for one, he could certainly do better than you." Michael remarked.
"Oh really? Please tell me who should be the holder to his heart." Tala asked coldly.
"I could probably list many who should be picked before you." Michael shot back.
"Then who?" Tala asked again.
"Hmmm... Me, I can give him a challenge. Maybe Robert, they have that whole wealth thing going for them. Perhaps even Lee. They're both wild, they'll suit each other well." Michael listed.
"Oh really? What makes you think that YOU'RE good enough for him? It's time for a reality check: go get laid. You've certainly got something up your ass. Just because you've battled him, doesn't mean you know him. So fuck off." Tala growled.
Michael considered Tala's words for a moment before grinning at him, "Hmmm, so I should get laid... I wonder if Kai's up for it. I've always wondered what it'll be like to be held by the phoenix..."
"You'll get burned." Tala replied, getting ready to pounce on Michael for daring to insinuate about Kai.
"Don't you know that you shouldn't bait the wolf Michael?" Robert asked, trying to calm Tala's temper.
"Oh sure, ruin my fun." Michael replied. "But aren't you even a bit fascinated by him? Wouldn't you like to be the holder of his heart?"
TBC...
Okay, I was getting all poetic with Kai there, but hey, it sorta works. Sorta.
Here is the updated tally:
Tala - 13
Ray - 4
Tyson - 3
Johnny - 1 (but then again, he wasn't really a contestants to begin with )
Tell your friends. Tell them to leave a comment and vote for who gets this fiery bishounen. Though, I will warn you that there'll be a foursome, fivesome, if Johnny decides to crash the orgy.
Now I wish I could stick to one style of writing and stick to it. I tend to switch American spelling to Canadian and back again.