Goddess: yay! A ty/ka fic at long last! This pairing is not mentioned
enough! ^.^
Kai: are you gonna do this then or what??
Goddess: patience, patience! I do not own beyblade or any of its characters, but if I did......*drifts into fantasy world*
Kai: ok......here you go.
~~**~~
My undivided attention
I just stand there, and stare. Stare at the light strands of midnight blue dance in the wind, at the alluring smile that enraptured me whenever I had the pleasure of seeing it. Those hazel orbs that shine straight into mine, capturing me in an intense gaze.
I need him.
I need Tyson.
But of course, I'm Kai. There's absolutely no point in trying to show my feelings, I wouldn't be able to confront him.
Besides, I am the un-sociable Kai. I don't have or need feelings.
At least that's what everyone thinks.
But Tyson, he's everything that I'm not; sociable, fun loving, easy going, and well, you know. I hate myself for being this way, unable to show my true emotions, unable to tell the midnight haired boy that I......
Love him.
"Hey, Kai!" I hear Tyson call from where he stands talking with Max and Ray.
I try my best not to blush at his beautiful voice, the fact that he's calling me. Just me. I unfold my arms from my leaning position against the wall and reply with an emotionless,
"What?"
"C'mere a sec, will ya?"
I merely comply, beginning to walk towards him and I feel my palms sweating like mad. But that always happens whenever I'm around this boy, my emotions are turned around and I become more nervous.
"What is it, Tyson?" I ask once I reach my destination opposite the blue haired teen.
"I just spoke to Mr Dickinson," Max begins in his usual over optimistic tone. I have to say, I don't care much for his hyperactive attitude.
I just stand there in silence, not seeing the point in this conversation. Not that I actually converse during it.
"And he's booked us to go to Russia for a holiday!" Ray finished.
"Hey, I was gonna say that!!" Max argues, waving his pale arms in the air.
I don't say a word, what makes these idiots think I want to go back to Russia after all that's happened? Well, it probably isn't Tyson's fault, but still.....
"Whaddaya think, Kai? Can we go? Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeease??" Tyson pleads, clasping my hands in his and making the blue triangles on my cheeks suddenly clash with the shade of scarlet that overpowers my face.
"Tyson, let go!" I exclaim.
He is taken aback, and looks up at me with those adorable eyes that want to melt my otherwise cold heart. I don't want to shout at him but I must keep my feelings hidden.
"Oh come on, Kai! Don't worry, we won't go anywhere near that dumb abbey!" Max tells me, trying to sway me in his train of thought.
"Kai? Kaaaaaaaaaaaaai?" Tyson whines, irritating me quite a lot.
I close my eyes and sigh, wondering what it would be like to go back. Well even if I don't want to go, who am I to let down Tyson so much, when his little heart is set on going?
Oh God, I sound really corny.
"Fine," I say.
"YES!!" Tyson screams with sheer delight. He practically jumps on me, giggling all the time and knocks me to the floor. He lands in an awkward position on top of me and Max and Ray are currently wrapped up in fits of laughter.
I breathe in the sweet scent of vanilla from Tyson's flowing hair, as his arms are clinging onto me with such force that I'm surprised that I can breathe at all. As soon as I realise how stupid I must look, I snap out of my daze.
To save myself from further embarrassment, I push the teen off me and recollect myself, lifting myself off the ground. Tyson still lies on the ground though, a sweet smile spread across that loveable face.
"You're the best, Kai!" Tyson exclaims.
I am?
Wow.
I smile inside, but don't let it show on the outside and answer him with an impassive,
"Hn."
"So when do we go then, Max?" asks Ray, recovering from his loud outburst.
Max soon stops giggling and answers, "Well, Mr.D said that we could go sometime next week if that's ok with the rest of you guys?"
"Great!" Tyson exclaims, his umber eyes shining with content.
It's hard, knowing that we are so unalike.
Perhaps I should be a little more like Max. He's always happy.
Nah, he's a little too happy.
What about Ray?
Maybe he's not serious enough.
This is so confusing.
"Hey, Kai?" I quickly turn my head to Tyson who begins to stand up.
"Hn."
"You looking forward to it?"
"Hn."
"Is that all you ever say?!"
"Hn."
Tyson rolls his eyes then carelessly slumps his arm round my shoulders, sighing. I feel my face getting redder and then throw his arm off me.
"Geez Kai, you really are miserable when you want to be huh?"
"Come on you guys, lets go inside and have something to eat," Ray says, breaking the silence.
"Great idea, I'm starving!" Tyson replies, unsurprisingly.
So I follow the other Bladebreakers into Tyson's house where we are currently staying. The floorboards have been washed recently and are quite slippery. And of course, Tyson being Tyson, just had to slip over, didn't he?
"Tyson!" I call, quickly darting towards him and catching him safely in my arms.
"Whoa, great catch, Kai!" Tyson tells me, his captivating chocolate eyes gazing into my icy cold ones.
"It was nothing," I reply, apathetically, lowering his fragile body to the floor.
Once we reach the kitchen, Ray starts preparing meals for all of us. I kind of feel bad that Ray is always the one to cook for us, but he says that he enjoys it.
Fine then.
I sit opposite Tyson, he is talking to Max happily and they seem to have so much in common. I sit there with my eyes firmly shut and my arms folded, but it doesn't mean I can't hear what they're saying.
"So what do you think we can do once we get to Russia?" asks Max.
My heart skips a beat, I dream of me holding his tender body in my arms and he whispers in my ear, 'I love you.' We stare out at the full moon that illuminates our bodies as we stand out on the balcony. The air is cold but the warmth of our figures keep the heat safely sealed between us.
But that's just a dream.
"I bet we could find a few really hot Russian girls!" Max replies with a hint of laughter.
"Yeah!" Tyson answers.
Oh great.
He's straight.
And yes, I know that rhymes.
A strong scent of traditional Chinese cuisine fills the air as the dishes Ray is preparing are nearly done, I watch him sprinkle on some spices and he pours the mixture of noodles, meat and vegetables into four bowls.
"Yes! Food, food!!" Tyson exclaims enthusiastically, drooling over the delicious meal that has been placed in front of him.
"Eat up everyone, before it gets cold!" Ray tells us.
But Tyson doesn't even wait; he digs his fork into the bowl and twirls it around, enabling him to wrap a cocoon of noodles around it. He then stuffs it gratefully into his mouth and it doesn't even touch the sides before he swallows it.
"This is great, Ray!!" Tyson tells him, continuing to scoop the food into his mouth.
"Thanks Tyson," Ray replies, beginning to eat his meal. Max starts as well, but the black haired blader and the blonde have a little more grace than the midnight haired glutton.
But I still love him.
Even if he does have a good appetite.
I merely lean on the table and poke at my food, thinking about how I can change to make Tyson love me. But the truth is,
I don't want to change.
"Don't you like it, Kai?" Ray asks me, sounding quite disappointed.
"Oh, yeah. I do like it, sorry," I stutter, suddenly turning back to my food and digging my fork into the Chinese blend. Chunks of vegetable, meat and a layer of noodles then lay on my utensil and I open my mouth, stuffing in the contents.
"Well?" asks Ray.
"Hm? Oh, yeah it's great. Thanks," I try to answer with a mouth full of food.
"Good!" Ray says happily, continuing to eat the meal.
I sigh silently, I can't believe that Tyson is thinking about some Russian girls while I sit here thinking about him. It's not fair, maybe I should tell him soon, before it's too late.
He has my undivided attention.
~~**~~
Goddess: so? You like?
Kai: no fair, Tyson don't like me.....
Goddess: awww, poor kai....well readers, if you like it so far and want me to continue, read and review!
Kai: hn.
Goddess: ja ne!
Kai: are you gonna do this then or what??
Goddess: patience, patience! I do not own beyblade or any of its characters, but if I did......*drifts into fantasy world*
Kai: ok......here you go.
~~**~~
My undivided attention
I just stand there, and stare. Stare at the light strands of midnight blue dance in the wind, at the alluring smile that enraptured me whenever I had the pleasure of seeing it. Those hazel orbs that shine straight into mine, capturing me in an intense gaze.
I need him.
I need Tyson.
But of course, I'm Kai. There's absolutely no point in trying to show my feelings, I wouldn't be able to confront him.
Besides, I am the un-sociable Kai. I don't have or need feelings.
At least that's what everyone thinks.
But Tyson, he's everything that I'm not; sociable, fun loving, easy going, and well, you know. I hate myself for being this way, unable to show my true emotions, unable to tell the midnight haired boy that I......
Love him.
"Hey, Kai!" I hear Tyson call from where he stands talking with Max and Ray.
I try my best not to blush at his beautiful voice, the fact that he's calling me. Just me. I unfold my arms from my leaning position against the wall and reply with an emotionless,
"What?"
"C'mere a sec, will ya?"
I merely comply, beginning to walk towards him and I feel my palms sweating like mad. But that always happens whenever I'm around this boy, my emotions are turned around and I become more nervous.
"What is it, Tyson?" I ask once I reach my destination opposite the blue haired teen.
"I just spoke to Mr Dickinson," Max begins in his usual over optimistic tone. I have to say, I don't care much for his hyperactive attitude.
I just stand there in silence, not seeing the point in this conversation. Not that I actually converse during it.
"And he's booked us to go to Russia for a holiday!" Ray finished.
"Hey, I was gonna say that!!" Max argues, waving his pale arms in the air.
I don't say a word, what makes these idiots think I want to go back to Russia after all that's happened? Well, it probably isn't Tyson's fault, but still.....
"Whaddaya think, Kai? Can we go? Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeease??" Tyson pleads, clasping my hands in his and making the blue triangles on my cheeks suddenly clash with the shade of scarlet that overpowers my face.
"Tyson, let go!" I exclaim.
He is taken aback, and looks up at me with those adorable eyes that want to melt my otherwise cold heart. I don't want to shout at him but I must keep my feelings hidden.
"Oh come on, Kai! Don't worry, we won't go anywhere near that dumb abbey!" Max tells me, trying to sway me in his train of thought.
"Kai? Kaaaaaaaaaaaaai?" Tyson whines, irritating me quite a lot.
I close my eyes and sigh, wondering what it would be like to go back. Well even if I don't want to go, who am I to let down Tyson so much, when his little heart is set on going?
Oh God, I sound really corny.
"Fine," I say.
"YES!!" Tyson screams with sheer delight. He practically jumps on me, giggling all the time and knocks me to the floor. He lands in an awkward position on top of me and Max and Ray are currently wrapped up in fits of laughter.
I breathe in the sweet scent of vanilla from Tyson's flowing hair, as his arms are clinging onto me with such force that I'm surprised that I can breathe at all. As soon as I realise how stupid I must look, I snap out of my daze.
To save myself from further embarrassment, I push the teen off me and recollect myself, lifting myself off the ground. Tyson still lies on the ground though, a sweet smile spread across that loveable face.
"You're the best, Kai!" Tyson exclaims.
I am?
Wow.
I smile inside, but don't let it show on the outside and answer him with an impassive,
"Hn."
"So when do we go then, Max?" asks Ray, recovering from his loud outburst.
Max soon stops giggling and answers, "Well, Mr.D said that we could go sometime next week if that's ok with the rest of you guys?"
"Great!" Tyson exclaims, his umber eyes shining with content.
It's hard, knowing that we are so unalike.
Perhaps I should be a little more like Max. He's always happy.
Nah, he's a little too happy.
What about Ray?
Maybe he's not serious enough.
This is so confusing.
"Hey, Kai?" I quickly turn my head to Tyson who begins to stand up.
"Hn."
"You looking forward to it?"
"Hn."
"Is that all you ever say?!"
"Hn."
Tyson rolls his eyes then carelessly slumps his arm round my shoulders, sighing. I feel my face getting redder and then throw his arm off me.
"Geez Kai, you really are miserable when you want to be huh?"
"Come on you guys, lets go inside and have something to eat," Ray says, breaking the silence.
"Great idea, I'm starving!" Tyson replies, unsurprisingly.
So I follow the other Bladebreakers into Tyson's house where we are currently staying. The floorboards have been washed recently and are quite slippery. And of course, Tyson being Tyson, just had to slip over, didn't he?
"Tyson!" I call, quickly darting towards him and catching him safely in my arms.
"Whoa, great catch, Kai!" Tyson tells me, his captivating chocolate eyes gazing into my icy cold ones.
"It was nothing," I reply, apathetically, lowering his fragile body to the floor.
Once we reach the kitchen, Ray starts preparing meals for all of us. I kind of feel bad that Ray is always the one to cook for us, but he says that he enjoys it.
Fine then.
I sit opposite Tyson, he is talking to Max happily and they seem to have so much in common. I sit there with my eyes firmly shut and my arms folded, but it doesn't mean I can't hear what they're saying.
"So what do you think we can do once we get to Russia?" asks Max.
My heart skips a beat, I dream of me holding his tender body in my arms and he whispers in my ear, 'I love you.' We stare out at the full moon that illuminates our bodies as we stand out on the balcony. The air is cold but the warmth of our figures keep the heat safely sealed between us.
But that's just a dream.
"I bet we could find a few really hot Russian girls!" Max replies with a hint of laughter.
"Yeah!" Tyson answers.
Oh great.
He's straight.
And yes, I know that rhymes.
A strong scent of traditional Chinese cuisine fills the air as the dishes Ray is preparing are nearly done, I watch him sprinkle on some spices and he pours the mixture of noodles, meat and vegetables into four bowls.
"Yes! Food, food!!" Tyson exclaims enthusiastically, drooling over the delicious meal that has been placed in front of him.
"Eat up everyone, before it gets cold!" Ray tells us.
But Tyson doesn't even wait; he digs his fork into the bowl and twirls it around, enabling him to wrap a cocoon of noodles around it. He then stuffs it gratefully into his mouth and it doesn't even touch the sides before he swallows it.
"This is great, Ray!!" Tyson tells him, continuing to scoop the food into his mouth.
"Thanks Tyson," Ray replies, beginning to eat his meal. Max starts as well, but the black haired blader and the blonde have a little more grace than the midnight haired glutton.
But I still love him.
Even if he does have a good appetite.
I merely lean on the table and poke at my food, thinking about how I can change to make Tyson love me. But the truth is,
I don't want to change.
"Don't you like it, Kai?" Ray asks me, sounding quite disappointed.
"Oh, yeah. I do like it, sorry," I stutter, suddenly turning back to my food and digging my fork into the Chinese blend. Chunks of vegetable, meat and a layer of noodles then lay on my utensil and I open my mouth, stuffing in the contents.
"Well?" asks Ray.
"Hm? Oh, yeah it's great. Thanks," I try to answer with a mouth full of food.
"Good!" Ray says happily, continuing to eat the meal.
I sigh silently, I can't believe that Tyson is thinking about some Russian girls while I sit here thinking about him. It's not fair, maybe I should tell him soon, before it's too late.
He has my undivided attention.
~~**~~
Goddess: so? You like?
Kai: no fair, Tyson don't like me.....
Goddess: awww, poor kai....well readers, if you like it so far and want me to continue, read and review!
Kai: hn.
Goddess: ja ne!