Warning: yaoi, cursing, OOCness

Disclaimer: I don't own anything

Pairings: Tyka, ReMa

(O)

"No!!" Rei started and jerked up with a gasp. He stared in front of him, seeing nothing, hearing only his hard panting. It was very hot and dark. Moments went by, and he started to realise he was staring at a wall. The wall of their hotel room. Soft noises reached his ear, noises of his teammates breathing, snoring, turning under their blankets. Rei's eyes were wide with horror as he looked around, and his gaze landed on the American sleeping next to him. The Neko let out a sigh of relief; it was just a dream. He shifted and bit back a moan suddenly. Rei looked down at the tent; he was very aroused.

Well, that explained some things, but… 'What in the name of god were Tyson and Kai doing in my wet dream?!' Dark brows forked together in worry. This wasn't the first time his fantasies had taken a weird, gang-banging turn like this. Last spring…

Golden eyes shot wide open and the Chinese reached for his bag quickly, taking out his calendar. 'Yes! The heat! Of course! Thank you Jesus!' He dug out a small plastic pouch with green, crushed herb leaves in it, and got up carefully, Max's arms falling on the mattress limply. The blonde reached for his lover's pillow in his sleep and nuzzled it. Smiling with both affection and the relieve of knowing he wasn't perverted, Rei tiptoed in the kitchen. He got a glass and poured the herbs in, then filling it with water. A grimace took over his face as the bitter taste attacked his taste buds, and he left the almost empty glass on the counter. 'I'll wash it up tomorrow.'

(O)

Tyson slouched in the kitchen and slumped against the fridge door, rubbing his eyes wearily. 'Note to self; never eat five bags of chips before going to bed.' After a moments thought, he changed his mind. 'Well, at least not without leaving a water bottle right by the bed.' Yes, that was better. The Japanese opened the water faucet, letting out a huge yawn, and grabbed a glass from the counter, filling it up. Once he had emptied it, a funky aftertaste made him shiver. 'Urgh! Must've been a dirty glass…' Tyson opened the fridge and took out a piece of leftover cake. He had to get rid of the taste, after all! He swallowed it without bothering to chew, and then the dead tired teen slouched back to his warm, waiting bed.

(O)

"This is odd." Kenny averted his gaze from the laptop screen.

"What is?" he asked Max. The American frowned and threw a magazine on the coffee table.

"Tyson. He's still asleep," he complained. Kai glanced at his reflection out of the doorway mirror and straightened the collar of his jacket; they had already had dinner, and he was going to run a few errands. The Russian turned to his team.

"People in coma wake up earlier than Tyson. What's the big deal?" he asked. Max sighed and slid to his back on the leather couch.

"But he's never been this…"

"This long without food?" Rei chuckled from his position on the floor in front of the sofa, and Max grinned, pinching his shoulder.

"I'm serious. His whole sleep rhythm is gonna get all shifty if he doesn't wake up soon. Just because it's a day off… usually he wants to take advantage of each free second he's got," he freckled boy mumbled. Kai turned around and flicked the white scarf around his neck.

"Whatever. Just make sure he hasn't vandalised the mini bar before I come back," he grumbled and left the room. The moment the door shut, Kenny got back to his PC and Rei stood up lazily.

"You're probably right," he said, staring at the lying teen. Max blinked nervously.

"Uh, so why are you staring at me?" he asked.

"Your idea. Go wake him up."

"Wha? Me? No way!"

"Yes way."

"You do it!"

"Your idea. Besides, I'm not the one whining because I miss his company."

"I don't miss his company, just his enormous organ." They burst into chuckles and started wrestling on the couch. Kenny sighed and covered his face with his hands. 'Why me? Why?'

"You go!"

"You go!" After a few minutes of watching Max and Rei's horse play, Kenny pulled out a coin of his pocket.

"Heads or tales, Max?" he asked calmly. The blonde blinked in confusion and glanced at the brunette over Rei's shoulder.

"Hu? Umm, heads," he said uncertainly. Kenny flipped the coin and shook his head seriously.

"Too bad. You're going," he announced. Sky-blue eyes widened in disbelief.

"What? No way, I want a re-toss!" he huffed. Rei's fangs flashed victoriously.

"Aww, come on, Maxie, petty isn't very becoming of you," he teased, making the blonde pout. Then Max grinned suddenly and squirmed from under Rei's torso on the floor. He dusted his pants off elegantly and strode to the door.

"Fine. But don't be expecting me back too soon because Tyson most likely isn't dumb enough to let me go when he actually manages to get me in a bedroom alone. About time someone who knows what he's doing gives me a good time, so if the door's rockin', don't come knockin'," he said casually. Rei rolled his eyes and Kenny made a silent note to buy headphones. Big ones.

(O)

"Tyson? C'mon, lazy-butt, get up! You've missed all the cartoons already!" Max said, shaking the lump buried under the covers. "Come ooon! You've slept past three opportunities to eat! Are you sick or something?" Tyson seemed to move a little, but it was only a stretch to find a more comfortable sleeping position. Max sighed and grabbed the blanket, pulling it back.

"Tyson, co-"

His eyes widened in horror.

"Oh. My. God."

(O)

"G… guys…?" came a weak, pathetic voice. Rei frowned and took his eyes off the TV screen. He and Kenny looked at Max who was standing in the doorway. The American seemed oddly pale and sick.

"What? Where's Tyson?" Rei asked, sitting up. Kenny frowned; the door behind Max was open but he kept the crack as narrow as possible, his posture almost tense.

"T-Tyson… uuhh… he… ah…" Rei and Kenny stared at him.

"Yes?" the spectacled boy asked, "What about Tyson?"

"Meoow." Max's eyes widened and he seemed to lean against the door with his weight.

"Ah… see, t-the thing is… urgh…"

"Meoooww!" Rei's brows rose to his hairline.

"Max?"

"Y-yeah?"

"What was that?"

"What was what?"

"That noise, Max." Max sweated like a pig.

"Uhhh… well, remember when you asked me about T-Tyson? See, turns out, ah… well, the thing is- Woah!" Suddenly Max's legs spread as a head poked between his knees. Tyson stared at Rei and Kenny curiously. The two bladers simultaneously dropped their jaws on the floor.

Tyson had ears. Dark blue, pointy cat ears covered in short, silky fur, sticking out behind his bangs. His right arm extended on the floor in front of him and he took a slow step, stretching thoroughly as he did so. Then the other arm. He sauntered to the middle of the floor, and as his hips came to view from between Max's knees, a long, blue, swaying tail followed. Tyson sat on his heels, arched his back and stretched his arms out as far as possible, tremors running through his body. He yawned hugely, sharp little fangs poking out. Then he circled the mat a few times, staggered for a second and flopped down heavily on his side into a foetus position… and started to purr loudly.

Rei, Kenny and Max gaped at their teammate. For a long moment they were unable to speak. Finally, Kenny swallowed hard and opened his mouth.

"Are those-"

"They're not fake, Chief. I pulled on them. It's the real deal," Max mumbled weakly. "He doesn't get a word I'm saying." A million horror scenarios kept flashing through Rei's head. 'How can this be? How can he be a Neko? How, how, how??!' Slowly, Rei kneeled and extended a hand.

"Ty? Ty, come on, look at me," he called. A dark blue ear merely twitched once. Max got down as well.

"Uh… here, Ty, come here, good boy!" he called, snapping his fingers. A midnight eye opened sleepily and Tyson turned his face towards them. He looked like he couldn't care less, and soon let his head flop down. The three boys stared at him in awe. After a moment, Rei broke the silence.

"Well, at least he's got the cat manoeuvres down to the point." The teens looked at each other, and suddenly Max started giggling and flopped on his backside. It caught on for some reason and soon Rei and Kenny were laughing too. Tyson looked at them after a while in wonder, which only made them laugh more.

(O)

It was getting dark. Kai hadn't come back yet. Max had been feeding Tyson the leftover chips from one of the five bags. And ham slices and milk and canned peas and chocolate and fried chicken and baked beans and whipped cream. Now Tyson had discovered the mirror and was staring at his own reflection, nose pressed to the glass. Max chuckled.

"I wish I could take a picture," he sighed. Kenny gave him a warning look, and the blonde shrugged awkwardly.

"Ok, Ok," he mumbled. Rei tapped Max's shoulder.

"Check it out!" he laughed. Tyson was chasing his own tail vigorously. Max slapped both hands over his mouth and shivered with laughter, stomping his feet. Tyson halted abruptly, his tail frizzy, eyes wide and stared at the blonde. Then he did some kind of an insane back flip and pounced out of the room. Max was practically howling. Rei grinned and got up.

"I plucked a feather from my pillow; wonder if he'll play with it," he said and followed Tyson in the bedroom. The lights were out, so he didn't see the Japanese immediately. He walked to the end of the double bed and saw Tyson crouching in the corner, his eyes gleaming. Rei kneeled and wiggled the feather on the floor.

"Hehe, you wanna play? Lookit, a little birdie! Catch the birdie! Catch it!" Rei whispered. Tyson crouched even lower and started to wiggle his bum, the tip of his tail flipping up and down.

"Hehhe, big ol' scary Tigger, catch the UUUFFF!!" Tyson knocked Rei over hard and slapped the feather out of his hand, jumping after it. The Chinese rubbed the back of his head.

"Goddammit…" he muttered. He got up and ran in the living room. Tyson was jumping up and down after the feather that kept floating just above him. Rei snagged it and wiggled it in the air, grinning. Tyson looked at the catch, then at Rei, then at the catch, and promptly attacked Rei's arm.

"AAArrgh!! What is his problem?" the Neko-jin yelled, dropping the desired object out of his hand. Tyson slapped it on the ground and kept his hand there, staring at it, his tail frizzled. Slowly, he pulled his palm away and observed his pray, chest heaving. He bent down quickly and sniffed it. After a moment he got bored and sat on his heels, starting to lick his hand furiously. Max was rolling on the couch.

"Oh my goood! This is so much fun!!" he giggled. Rei rubbed his arm, frowning.

"Glad someone's having a good time," he muttered. Kenny smiled behind his laptop; he had taken over the deep, soft armchair since Rei had abandoned it. He had spent the whole evening searching for information on what could have caused this, but so far… zilch. He let out an exasperated sigh and rubbed the bridge of his nose. Suddenly he realised Tyson was sitting next to his chair, wide blue eyes peeping at him over the arm. Kenny forced a smile.

"I'm not in the mood to play, Tyson. I'm trying to help you," he said. The ponytailed teen stared at him alertly, then reached his neck a bit to see what was in his lap. Kenny closed the PC and put it on the coffee table.

"Right. I guess I could take a break," he said. Tyson set his hands on the arm, his body tensing. Kenny got nervous.

"Oh no, please don't!" Tyson jumped on Kenny's lap, making the smaller boy let out a groan of surprise and pain.

"Uhh, could you please get off, you're rather heavy," he wheezed. Tyson got that lidded, sleepy look in his eyes again and relaxed, leaning against the younger teen. His hair was all over the brunette's face.

"Um, guys, a little help here?" he whined, but Rei and Max just grinned.

"But he likes you!"

"Yeah! You're warm and soft and calming like a womb!"

"Like a what?! I am not! Now help me or I'll… or I'll… uh oh." Tyson's whole posture had stiffened and his tail was frizzled and stiff, his ears flat against his head. He crouched and stared at the door over the back of the chair with wide, glazed eyes, ignoring how Kenny was being crammed into a smaller and smaller space. Max frowned.

"What's wrong with him? He looks like-"

Suddenly they heard a rustling sound as a key was turned in the lock. All three boys promptly panicked.

"I-it's Kai!!" Kenny stuttered, "Quick, we have to hide him!!"

TBC…