No Matter What.

Chapter 1 - Early morning Musings and Mayhem

Ren: Hey hey hey, im back. Did ya miss me?

Kai: Not really.

Ren: Well sorry i havent updated 'coughs and dodges rotten fruit' in such a long time, you have no idea hwo much stuff ive had to do. Anyway to get my inspiration back ive come up with this fic ive been meaning to do for AGEEES. Since its a dedication fic to a gr8 friend of mine Miking Ishida whos birthday it was a while ago and since she lives kinda far away and it would have been inpractical to have sent a present i said i would write her a fic. So here is the result of thewhatever i was trying to do. Just a quick warning now though the first chapter is a bit on the crap side due to the whole setting the scene thing and all but just bare with it, It will get better in later chapters I promise on that k?

Kai: Just get one with it.

Ren: Disclaimer: I do not own beyblade or any of its characters or Spring Mountains if they even exist anything in the fic is purely coincidental and written for fun! I own nothing, zilch, nowt. This fic also contains shounen'ai and if you do not know what this means. Educate yourself and then if you still want to return. Anyway Onward...

The sun had just risen over the tops of a near by forest, and a gentle breeze found its way through an open window of a luxury hotel. The breeze wormed its way around the room, currently occupied by two of the blade breakers, with the breeze softly teasing the bangs on their foreheads. Then the members of the blade breakers started to stir. Well, only one actually, Kai Hiwatari, the captain of the team.

He was always the first to wake up, mainly out of habit, but then again, he had never been one to lie in bed all day. Unlike some… his mind slowly wandered to the midnight haired blader who slept in the bed opposite his own. Tyson. The obnoxious, irritating, loud, in-your-face boy of the team. The one who stuffed his face, pulled pranks, slept like a log, laughed and helped everyone he could. Everything that made Tyson, Tyson. He was special, different. Tyson actually cared about people, genuinely wanted to know you, to help you, no matter who you were.

'Except for me' thought Kai 'I push him away, I don't need his help…'

His thoughts strayed back to Tyson again and he rolled over, face half covered by a soft pillow. Kai let out a muffled groan, and clenched his eyes tightly shut. He hated lying in awake, it always left him with his thoughts and once they found him, they would never let him go until he worked out what they meant. He tried to shut his eyes further, gritting his teeth. Why? Why did he always keep thinking about Tyson? Usually if his mind came up with something like this to think about he would stop it before it became something else, but this morning was different. It had been a question he had been wondering about for sometime and maybe his morning musings would help him figure it out. So he let this single train of thought continue working its way, and he thought about it a bit longer.

It was true he had pretty much always had a protective fondness over Tyson. It was also true that he hadn't liked Tyson straight away. It was more of a growing feeling. Tyson had been the first person to defeat him, any other person would have criticised him and make him feel small and worthless, yet Tyson had still respected him after, he had said later that it was a good match, he tried so hard to understand Kai, to become his friend. But as Kai became the captain of the team, training them to become better, to become stronger, he found out a little about Tyson and the more he found he wanted to find out more. There was something about Tyson… just well, intriguing he guessed. After a while he made up ways just to be around him, and it scared the hell out of him. He knew he liked Tyson, liked him a lot, even if he didn't show it to him. It wasn't hard to figure out either, since it wasn't exactly normal, he had always been taught that feelings of any kind were wrong and weren't normal. But since his time with the blade breakers he had seen that it was normal, but he had never felt anything this strong so it must wrong this time right? He shouldn't be feeling so…so happy? Happy around Tyson. He still liked his space and privacy but he liked being around Tyson more. It was also simple fact that Kai had become almost obsessive over Tyson, though he did take terrible care never to let anyone know or act differently with people.
Kai let out a small sigh and re-rolled onto his back and closed his eyes to the ceiling once again. His right arm rested lightly on his forehead, looking vaguely like he was shielding himself from some bright light, or maybe just his confusing thoughts fighting in his head.

Before, Kai had found it easy to put a cap on his now obvious feelings towards Tyson. But instead of it still being easy and making him happy, they made him unbelievably sad inside and it was getting so much harder to hide them. The reason it was all so hard and why it made him unhappy was also simple. He liked Tyson, but he was sure that even though Tyson was always friendly and caring towards Kai, he was sure that Tyson didn't really like him back, and there was, of course all those other issues about everything to think about. Kai thought back and remembered how it had all been so easy it had been at the beginning, but now…

Then something wrestled through his unusually conflicting emotions and waited, just begging to be thought about. So he complied, saving himself from a headache later on, although what he found was something that made him jump, and unsure of how to act.
It had all happened about a year and a bit ago, and Tala had sent him a book, which wasn't unusual as Tala's imagination went about as far his little finger. But this time he had come up with something a bit unusual for him, since Tala had sent him a romance book with a small note attached as well as his usual Christmas card. At the end of the note it read,

'Ps I suggest you read this book, after all this time it should make you wake up...'

At the time, Kai had merely thought that Tala had meant something about reading it if he didn't want to sleep. No. Tala had meant that he would realize his feelings towards Tyson. Kai's heart gave a painful lurch. It all made sense now. After reading the book and the way he was feeling. It could only mean one thing. He, Kai Hiwatari loved Tyson.

Kai's crimson orbs shot open and as if in answering Tyson gave a particularly loud snore and rolled completely over, his arms and legs bent at odd angles that looked painfully like they would break at any moment. The thin cover that had been resting on Tyson's torso was punched off, revealing a slightly tanned, muscled chest. Tyson reached forward as if in some crazed dream (which in Tyson's case I bet he was) and almost instantly flopped back onto his back, making the bed give a loud creak. Almost straight after he flopped back down he mumbled something along the lines of…

"WHAT! It wasn't me who ate ALL the chocolate cake with cream and ice cream and cherries…It was MAX and a killer bunny…mnpf mnpf"

Kai turned his head slightly and watched Tyson intently, his mahogany eyes roaming over Tyson's tanned chest. He shook his head at the perverted thoughts that had suddenly exploded in his head and reluctantly turned away. Unfortunately, due to the sudden change of weight on the bed, there was another loud creaking noise and a bang as Kai was tipped off his bed onto the floor and followed soon after by a large pink mattress. Consequently, due to the disappearance of the mattress all the sheets, after being caught on the bedside table, were hanging limply from the lampshade or now twirling around in circles as the fan on the ceiling carried on moving. Kai groaned and let his head flop back, which wasn't really a good idea as the other bedside table was there, earning a curse or two from Kai and another bump on his head. He stood up and yanked the sheets off the various objects around the room and put them roughly back onto the bed, making it as he went, although, since he was a bit moody at that point there were a few ripped sheets after.

After finally remaking the bed and recovering all the sheets from around the room, Kai sat back down onto the bed. He thought about something for a moment and then leaned into a near by draw and started rummaging for the 'thing'. Seconds later his hand remerged with… (This isn't really dirty, im just rewriting the notes I made so it sounds screwed, muhahahahahaha..ahem) …a tiny silver key. Kai swung himself out of the bed and padded over to his wardrobe and opened the door reaching down and back into one of its darker more distant corners. He picked up a small metallic case and walked back to his bed kicking the wardrobe door shut. From there he opened the case with the key to reveal some odd objects (perverted much?...) but the one he wanted was a beige book bound with black ribbon and a perfectly sharpened black pencil. He laid down the pencil carefully next to him and propped himself up on the pillows. Kai opened the book and flicked through the pages intently, remembering each page and each line, as if it was imprinted forever in his mind. After about 5 minutes he came to the page he wanted, his favourite page. Kai stared and the page silently, eyes scanning every detail, his mind supplying him with the memories of the page when he first turned it and began his work and pride. He let out a sigh and closed the book and put it quickly back into the box with the pencil. He snapped the lid shut and pushed the box far under his bed. Kai let out a small frustrated growl. This was so pathetic. So to confirm his scant emotions he let out another growl just to be on the safe side, and got out of bed again. God, life was so unfair.

Kai picked up his clothes for the day and strode to the bathroom (because /posh accent/ Hiwatari's never stomp) but paused by Tyson's bed, and to be original, he gave another small sigh, his crimson eyes softening slightly.

Tyson gave a slight shiver and rolled onto his side so his tanned face looked towards Kai under his dark blue bangs. Kai then found himself grabbing Tyson's bed covers off the floor and placing them carefully around Tyson. Tyson gave a light smile and flopped onto his pillow hugging it tightly. Kai's eye twitched.

'Sometimes I wish I was the goddamned pillow' he thought roughly and gave the tinniest off blushes. He shook his head and stepped into the bathroom to change.

Minutes later he emerged wearing his usual combo of baggy pants and tight black tank top accompanied, of course, by his red spiky arm guards and 2 blue shark-fins on each cheek. After his…ahem… shocking conclusions earlier in the morning, Kai decided he would make and early breakfast and head straight for training.

Heading out of his room and towards the small kitchen area of the room, Kai spied the remnants of what had previously been Tyson's and Max's late night raid of the kitchen after a bet made by a sugar hyped Max, Kai then made the decision that maybe after all he wasn't ready for breakfast and detoured straight to training.

',',',',','45 minutes later…',',',',','

'news reporter voiced by me!'

It has been reported that a new breed of animal has been spotted in the exclusive resort of Spring Mountains, currently holding many of the world famous beyblading teams. After frantic attempts to calm down the staff of Spring mountain hotel and many terrified parents and screaming children, eye witnesses reported earlier that a big black and blue mass straight from the pits of…wherever it came from… was seen storming out of the training room earlier today. The ministry of defence has given a statement that People should remain calm and stay indoors, if this being is sighted please do not attempt to feed it or engage it in any type of communication. The entity is obviously scared and violent, also if sighted please ring the local emergency number… we do not yet no what it is…o wait news just in… please forget what I have just said… its only /enter drum roll/ Kai Hiwatari of the blade breakers… sorry for any inconvenience.

Yes, for it was true, Kai had failed miserably in a bit of training and was currently taking out his frustrations on anything and everything in sight. This had so far resulted in Kai trying to do the following: pick up the beyblade dish and throw it across the room, when he realized the dish was cemented to the floor he kicked it after not being able to find a pneumatic drill also hurting his foot, he then took his frustrations out on a poor defenceless punching bag that now rests in pieces on the training room floor, and then attacking the rest of the equipment, following this act of violence he then stormed out of the room, broke the door (now rests in more pieces on its side on the floor) and scared the hotel staff. Then Kai headed straight for the elevator and pushed then button so hard it jammed, and when the doors didn't open he kicked those doors too, leaving the lifts 'out of order'. So Kai was now currently limping up however many flights of stairs there were, towards his room in a rage, but to me it looked like sulking after having so far 14 flights of stairs to cool down, but then again Kai Hiwatari doesn't sulk, and usually people who sulk don't have veins pulsing at the sides of their heads. Anyway, back to Kai.

"Stupid Tyson and his stupid ways, and stupid mind for letting Tyson get into my stupid head, and stupid blade for not working right and stupid dish for being stuck to the stupid ground and…" Unfortunately for Kai, he was to busy glaring at the ground and muttering under his breath, that he didn't notice the wall fast approaching. The was a loud bang following quickly by a thump as Kai hit the ground, resulting in some curses, ok a lot of cursing and swearing and other vulgar obscenities.

"."."."A few more stair cases later…"."."."

Kai was standing in front of the teams' room door, his face etched in pure disbelief accompanied with a large amount of anger. He. Kai had 'lost' his room key. This could not be happening. It was official, he was having one of the worst days of his life and he would bet that even though his day hadn't actually started yet, that it was going to get worse. A lot worse. He let out a very unhappy sounding sigh and let his head rest on the cool wooden door. His eyes travelled to the cause of his problem, the lock. He was resolute on one fact though. He was NOT going to walk down the stairs again just to get the spare room key and then walk back up again, so he supposed he would just have to pick… the lock. He thought about the idea,
'I mean sure, it wouldn't be too hard, after all I have picked a lock many times before…' that settled it, he would pick the lock. A few minutes later and a click was heard and a sound of triumph and Kai gave a smug look to the door and slammed the door shut, only to come face to face with… all that mess and still no-one was up! His anger resurfacing, Kai growled and shoved past a chair in his way, which seemed to have other idea's as it latched onto his tank top. Kai gave it a small tug. It just pulled at his top but didn't come away. He gave another pull slightly harder this time. Nothing. Kai buried his face into his hands and gave a moan of exasperation, his thought becoming slightly frantic, 'What the fuck is it latched onto anyway!' ( Lol Mikin- WTF cnt stop laffin) Kai carried on tugging at the offending piece of material after unsuccessfully trying to find what was stuck onto the chair in the first place. Sad to say, Kai was way past being frustrated and now, loosing all holds on his anger, he gave the shirt one final pull. The ripping sound could be heard all around the hotel.

Kai picked up the remains of his top off the floor and put the bits of the chair in a corner. He then sat down on a different chair and stared around the room before resting his head on his folded arms. After a few minutes of staying like this he decided something needed to be done, but then whatever he decided to do it, he was highly likely to get very annoyed with it and break something.
'There must be something I can do to calm down and just well do something' He thought to himself.

Well he didn't know what 'he' could do, since he had never really gotten like this before so he, himself didn't have a method that ridden him of stress. So then there where 2 options: a) Come up with a new way of stress relief or b) Use someone else's idea of stress relief that works…
'Well Ray always said that cleaning something always helped him with stress relief, since when you start to clean you take your anger out on whatever your cleaning then you actually get into cleaning and you forget about why you where so stressed out in the first place. It also gets the cleaning done. So I guess I could clean…' So following that conclusion Kai headed into the kitchen to clean the 'mess'. Firstly he started with the dishes putting every plate, glass and cutlery he could find into the sink. As he was washing up his pants started to get wet, so Kais next task was finding something to put over himself.
'Now, what does Ray use? Oh yea the apron'
Kai then went in search of Ray's apron, He was looking through the cupboards when he found he it. Then Kai's face fell. He had never remembered it to be that colour. So he dragged the apron out complete with matching set of washing up gloves. He took a deep breath and put the apron and the gloves on, at this point Kai was 'so' glad no one was up to see him wearing this, he would never live it down. He went back to the washing up mentally berating himself about his kind of bad day, which had taken a turn for the worst when he put the apron on.
'Not only is it pink, pink is a disgusting colour, and baby pink at that, its more neon and plastic and…Mariah…she's the one behind my bad luck fucking apron. Im just fucking glad that no-one is here to see me in this, I cant believe im doing this. In pink! Stupid colour and stupid Mariah…' Kai went back to grumbling and attacking a particularly stubborn stain on a plate when there was a small cough behind Kai.

Ren: Hope you like the first chapter and trust me its gonna get alot more interesting in the future. And this fic will also be updated more ofen than the others since Im on a roll! This entire fic is dedicated to Mikin Ishida all say happy birthday to her from a while ago.

Kai: I hate you...

Ren: Let that anger fly, you just know its gna get worse for you if you keep it pent up.

Kai: That was my favourite top though...

Ren: Oh tut...Ill buy you a new one then ok? good. Please review for this fic to continue it will only take 30 seconds of your time flamers welcome since i do need a BBQ soon...this fic made me hungry. So again, please review and make my day...stupid email... Thank you and JA NE!
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