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Pairing: Tyson/Kai

Rating: PG 13

Cake And Kai Hiwatari

By Talis Quia

I like life. It's something to do.

-Ronnie Shakes

Chapter Two

The cake was full of too much sugar and too much fat, which assured me that Kai wouldn't even touch it if his life depended on it. The kitchen was hot because of all the stuff I had tried – and failed – cooking over the whole freaking long afternoon. Sweat ran down my face and I wiped it off, feeling dirty although I had showered that very morning. Why was it that summers always made my skin feel that sticky?

I glared at the mishap of a cake and the chaos in the kitchen. That would take me another sweet carefree and sweaty afternoon to get everything clean again. Sometimes through the last two years I had started to like cleaning. Earlier I had had a thing for cooking and eating the ingredients before I was halfway done, but that liking quietly fled when I found the fun of cleaning.

It was soothing to know that what I'd do made a difference. Before I acted I could already see what would happen to me in the process. I could see me picking up the coat from the floor, open the window to get clean, fresh and cold air into the room, put away clothing and…in the end there would be a clean room.

However, you can't think of the room as just a clean room. A dirty room is completely different to a clean one. That's why I don't bother to start getting tidy altogether but rather wait for it to become awful and then change it into something almost resembling paradise.

That's how things work in my life.

Yesterday Kai Hiwatari had practically told me that he liked how I look. Well, now that could mean anything. It could mean that he liked my hair – which I didn't. It could mean that he liked my eyes – which I didn't. It could also mean that he liked my body – which I, could you guess it, didn't like either! Honestly, I didn't get what he liked about me.

I wished I would have been him. He was so handsome! And I don't even have to fear that I'm gay or bi when I'm saying that, because it's simply a fact that Kai's a looker.

Oh and he is looked at.

Once we went to a restaurant, for the first time without the BBA or any of our friends coming there first. Usually bladers like, for instance Tala already made people look at them before Kai came, so it wasn't that very obvious, but on that certain Wednesday it was too evident.

We entered and I can't remember what people did shortly after we went in because I was having a big argument with Ray involving pizza and cheese. However, even someone as dumb as me noticed when the waitress began to flirt with our emotional Teflon. He glared at her, which made him even more appealing in the girl's eyes. After a few minutes, however I groaned out in frustration at the prospect of having to wait for my food for another hour, if the girl would continue to harass Kai. He'd crossed his arms which was a certain indication that he was annoyed beyond the usual amount. After my groan everything suddenly changed. Kai snapped at her to get us something to eat or else he'd tell the next reporter that crossed his way that the place was lame.

It made the lady shut up. I grinned.

After a few more minutes I became aware of the fact that I was sitting between Ray and Kai. Why you ask? Because I know that Ray's got the most amazing eyes and because I know of the hours it takes to get his hair done. I also know about Kai. There's nothing more to say about him, he's just perfect.

And people were staring directly at the two of them, making me move around on my chair in agitation, because I was sitting in between them and that meant that sometimes people's eyes drifted over me when they wandered to the other hottie of our little group.

I wondered what they felt when they had the unpleasant sight of me in between of real beauty. Maybe they thought 'what is that frog doing with them' or they thought that 'he's really fat'.

Sometimes I even get free food because I'm so ugly. Then the waiter or waitress looks at me in pity and they smile and ask if 'the sweetie wants a sweetie' or something along the line. However, I know for sure that they only do it because they think I'm ugly for if that weren't the case they'd give sweeties to Kai, Ray and Max too.

I put the cake in front of Kai's door and ran off, to lock myself in my room. Maybe he'd have a fit if he wasn't careful and walked right into it! Now that would be a sight. Kai, emotional Teflon, standing in cake.

Hmmm, maybe he'd stare at it and choose to ignore it. That happened once. He got a Christmas gift and we put it right in front of his door but Kai only raised an eyebrow and stepped over it to go to the bathroom, resuming his life as though nothing had happened until we explained to him that if someone sent someone else a gift that gift was supposed to be received. Kai didn't get it even after a whole afternoon of dramatical explaining from myself.

In the end I got fed up and threw my present at his face, glared at him and told him to say thanks or else I'd do something awful. Then he got it.

Fine dude, only needs examples to understand mankind!

Anyways, I couldn't wait to see his reaction to the cake, even if it was another 'over-stepping-gift' act on his behalf, because that would mean that I had to throw the cake into his face, which I would be very happy to do.

Half an hour later he knocked at my door and asked me if I had intended to poison him.

"Wha?"

"I could smell the calories through the wall." He snapped annoyed, his blood red eyes flashing dangerously.

"Do I have to throw my cake at your face?" I demanded equally angry. He raised his eyebrow.

"I don't even want to know what you mean." Then he growled. "Anyway, I do need a great amount of willpower to keep my body clean of junk food and you're not going to seduce me for a second time!" I didn't quite understand what he meant.

"To a certain extend I don't understand you." I stated vacantly. "Now give me back my cake, I made it with a tad of love and if you're not going to eat it you ought to have it sitting on your face." He stared at the cake.

"It stinks." He whined.

"Shut up."

"I won't eat that." He said, pointing accusingly at one of the frost toppings.

"Well, then eat the rest for heaven's sake!"

"In heaven they have apples. They don't eat ice toppings!"

"No you're wrong, the apples are reserved just for hell. Remember; snake, apple tree - does it ring a bell? Anyways my cake is a somewhat heavenly cake. Now eat up!" I demanded.

"Somewhat." He whimpered, staring with a pale face at all the sugar and fat. "If I'm not going to eat it you will, right?" He asked.

"Probably." I said. "Or it will sit on your face."

"Now what is that about you, my face and me? I mean, the relationship between me and my face is quite clear but what are you doing in there?"

"Remember last Christmas?" I asked grinning. "If it wasn't for the fact that you've got the most inhuman body and that speedy is your middle name your relationship to your face would be several degrees cooler." Kai raised an eyebrow and sighed.

"It's completely out of question that you eat it." Kai continued as though I hadn't just told him about his relationship to one of his body parts. He obviously didn't think it was that interesting. Well, truth to be told I didn't think it was interesting either. My interest lay somewhere else – for instance; where the relationship between me and Kai was – with face or without.

"Are you saying that I'm fat?" I asked hurt. It was one thing for me to say it but he shouldn't tell me the truth like that! He was supposed to say that I was alright as I was.

"No you're not, idiot. I just want you to stay 'not fat' because you obviously wouldn't be able to take off pounds. Because Tyson, sorry to say so, you're lazy. Ah, I got it!" He suddenly said, his face lighting up at an idea. I wondered what that idea was because the next moment he turned around and walked away.

"What are you doing?" I asked suspiciously. "I won't let you throw it away." He didn't answer and just knocked on Ray's door. The black head opened it and stared sleepily out, still in his pyjamas.

"Kai?" He asked in worry. Kai could only possibly mean one thing; training. There started to be something resembling panic in his eyes.

"Don't worry, or rather; start to panic!" Kai announced with a sly smirk in my direction. I still didn't get it and watched him with wide eyes. Whatever he said Ray was already panicking before he demanded panic. "You will eat this." He stated and put the cake into the surprised teen's arms. "Start with the frostings and eat everything. If I see that there's something left I'll kill you with my very own hands!" He announced cheerfully.

"You're an outright asshole." I stated and kicked him.

"I always try." He replied dryly and soon he was gone – back in his cave of a room. I followed since it was already afternoon and therefore time for our daily sessions, as I dubbed them.

"Thanks for the cake!" Ray shouted after us. I wanted to hit him, just because Kai gave my cake to him. I always knew Kai liked Ray more, even if I spent half of my life on his side, for God only knows what reason!

"Why did you do that?" I demanded after I closed the door. "It was meant for you and you know it." He smiled softly.

"Come here Tyson." I didn't ask why and just did as I was told, staring awkwardly. He gave me a hug. I was shocked out of my wits and simply let it happen. A completely innocent hug, his hands not anywhere near that region, but still… It felt weird coming from a guy who never touched anyone if it wasn't completely crucial.

I noticed with a start that he was a lot taller than me. I hadn't realized that he had been growing that much over the past years. Probably it was just me not growing, rather than him growing a lot. Everyone in my family was kind of small. But the Kinomiyas had no daughters in the family for a long time by now. I had a lot of cousins and all that stuff but they were all male without a single exception. It looked weird when there were family feasts – not that I attended. I only saw the pictures, grandpa made, afterwards.

There'd always be a lot of guys and sometimes their wives, which were to a high amount blue haired or blond. It was just another Kinomiya thing. We loved blue or blond hair, having had only blue heads for generations ourselves. My mother's hair was dark blue, exactly like Kai's and mine was just a bit lighter.

"Kai this feels weird." I said finally.

"You think so?" He replied, still holding me close.

"Uhuh."

"Want me to stop?"

"No."

"Hn."

"Do you want to stop?"

"…no." I felt really nice to be in Kai's arms. He smelled somewhat like he always smelled – which was probably the kind of stuff with which his clothes were washed – but there was a nice scent underlying that. I knew that smell from somewhere else too, but couldn't quite place it. Anyway, it was a weird memory that stood behind that smell and it didn't fit Kai at all, that was everything I knew about it. But still, it was nice to be held by such a handsome and witty guy.

I almost squealed when I remembered just how fine the guy looked. There was not a single thing wrong on him. Not one but one.

"My life's a black banana." I said depressed, when we were sitting on our usual positions again. I on the ground and he on the chair.

"Yeah?" Kai asked with a small smirk on his face. He probably thought I was a bit nutters. Which was true.

"Yeah and you want to know why." I demanded.

"Why?" He asked dutifully. Good guy.

"Because I ate an apple."