Title: Boys Day In or Out?

Authoress: Ladya C. Maxine

Rating: PG-13

Summary: see chapter one

Warnings: see chapter one

Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade or any of its characters. Any and all unrecognizable characters belong solely to me and are not to be touched. I am not making any money off of this and I write with the sole intention to entertain.

A/N: I hadn't planned to include yaoi in this fic but a cute plot came to mind so add yaoi to the Warnings. Whatcha expect? It is related to 'Untold Truths' :P

There is always a first time for everything, usually followed by it being the last time too: Saskia would not be allowed to cook until she could actually see over the stove, Natasia must not to be nagged on the second day of her 'time of the month', Spencer had no artistic talent and hell hath no fury like Ian when fun is poked at his height or nose.

All of these had turned out messy and/or painful in the past, compliments of a certain redheaded blader testing them, so Kai wasn't too confused when he found himself subjected to a similar experiment, namely that his alarm clock had been confiscated which, along with the heavy dosage last night, meant that he had slept in.

Fumbling sleepily for his watch, his movements somewhat sluggish, on the nightstand he finally found it after knocking more than a few bottles over and squinted at the face. 8.12 a.m. When was the last time he had slept this late? Never. Well, that was kinda depressing.

He dropped the watch back down, flopping onto his back. It was then that he fully noticed that he was alone on the bed, the redhead who had fallen asleep next to him last night was gone, just like his alarm clock. He wondered if he could make the Wolborg blader return it to him. Highly doubtful. Ata would deny taking it and would just claim his accusation as based of off circumstantial evidence. Yeah, he knew the redhead all too well.

A sudden cough actually startled him, regardless that it had come from him. Modern medicine was going to be the death of him. Before he could begin fearing the fate of his manhood, the door opened.

"Where's my alarm clock?" he asked, not needing to turn to know that it was his friend/tormentor.

"I don't know," was the answer.

"It was here last night before you came and disappeared along with you while I was sleeping."

"Circumstantial evidence."

See?

"We need to check your temperature," Ata's voice commanded from behind him as he felt the mattress sink.

"Which way?" he countered, deciding to avenge his alarm with uncooperativeness. He could always blame his behavior on the medication; they had to be good for something.

Something very wet and very, very cold nudged the back of his neck and he sprang up, rubbing at the tingling feeling and found himself staring, not at Ata's smooth facial features, but a long snout lined with sharp teeth, a wet tongue drooping to one side as hot breath blew over his face. Wolborg.

"Get this dog a breath mint," Kai pleaded, gently pushing away the canine's mouth.

"Wolf, Kai, he's a wolf. And he hasn't eaten yet," Ata, who had gone for something in the bathroom, informed as he walked over. "We went jogging while you, Sleeping Beauty, remained here."

"Had my alarm clock remained with me then this wouldn't have been the case."

"What's with you and that dumb clock?" Ata sighed. "Besides, Wolborg here has proven himself to be a much more effective waking device."

He could not think of a quick enough response as another coughing bout struck him, followed by a sneeze. The look of surprise of Ata and Wolborg's faces were so similar that it was scary. Both wolves adopted habits from one another; despite Ata's denials Kai still awaited the day the redhead would release a howl at the full moon.

"Explain to me why we even bother taking medicines?" Kai asked, accepting the tissue handed to him.

"It's rather simple," Ata said, leaning back against the headboard. Wolborg's rested its crystal-studded head in his lap. "It's all in the doctors' advantage. Medicine is produced and sold to us poor fools off of pharmacy shelves so that we think that we can take care of ourselves without having to go to the doctor. The medicines don't do squat; so we are forced to accept the fact that we are incompetent and with our heads bowed we go to our friendly neighborhood doctor who gives us a brief glance out of the corner of his eye and diagnoses us with some mild illness, making us feel even more inferior for not having been able to figure that out. Then they give you some of their medicine which does even less, forcing you to continuously come back to them. It's just some sick cycle for their amusement."

"Sadistic pricks," Kai muttered, shaking his head. "…You'd be a great doctor after all."

"Very witty." He stretched, disturbing Wolborg's nap. "Anywho, I called Natty-"

"You really are evil."

"-and I couldn't reach her so I'll just have to improvise your caretaking until I can get through."

"Why couldn't you get through?" he asked, feeling a bit anxious. Saskia was with her…

"The answering machine said that they were going to some fair nearby and that they'd be back at around two. I figured that I shouldn't call her on her cell phone since they're probably having a good time; something I loath to ruin because the master of the house went can got his scrawny self sick."

"Whatever."

"Well you're not going to get any better just lying around like this. Get changed and come downstairs for some breakfast."

Kai swung his legs over the side of the bed, forcing himself to stand with a soft groan.

"Gods, I'm stiff."

"Hey, I'm your friend and all, but you're on your own with that."

Damn it, those pillows were still too far.

"And you wonder why you don't have a boyfriend."

The redhead stuck his tongue out, stretching out onto his stomach. Wolborg groaned but quickly settled with resting its tired head on its master's back.

"Actually, it's more fun making them watch from a distance; longing but not having."

"Yes, that is more merciful," he quipped, stretching his spine.

"You better have meant that sincerely," Ata glared with a smile. "However, just this morning while jogging I met up with this guy on the path…"

Kai tried to ignore that but finally caved in.

"And?"

"Good-looking, nice height and built, great smile, about twenty five-"

"He's way older than you," Kai pointed out, searching through his closet as means of distraction.

"Doesn't matter in this day and age. He said he'd seen me before and had finally gathered the courage to talk to me, despite Wolborg. Strange, I thought people were used to seeing bit beasts by now. Anyways, his name is James and he's from America."

"So what's he doing here?" Yes, he didn't like this James already and no, he didn't care that he was jealously protective of the redhead.

"Work-related. But he gets off his job in the afternoon so he gave me his phone number should I want to meet him for a night out."

Ata knew how much he hated these games, but he gave in, again.

"…And will you?"

"Maaaybe…" he drawled, looking up at the ceiling. "Hey, where's the dinosaur?"

"Probably evolved into a bird and flew away," Kai responded, turning fully and crossing his arms. "Will you?"

"Evolve and fly away?"

He narrowed his eyes slightly. Ata released a sufferable sigh, sitting up.

"You don't have the authority to stop me," was his answer.

"You know I wouldn't."

"No, you'd just glare at me for days afterwards until I succumb to guilt and call it off."

"Ata…" he made a sigh of his own. "This guy could be some sick stalker for all you know; you'd just go out with him knowing only his supposed name and profession?"

"Kai, that's exactly how all relationships start: you have to meet someone first, then you build on that."

"Not someone a decade older than you!"

"He has a very respectable-" He waved his hands in front of him. "Whoa, whoa; why am I arguing with you? What's up with you today?"

Slinging his fresh clothes over his shoulder, he closed the closet doors loudly.

"Nothing." He entered the bathroom, shutting the door though not before seeing Ata's confused expression. Ripping off the sweater, he tossed it to the floor, fuming.

Gods, what was wrong with him? He and Ata weren't dating. Despite the intimacy of their friendship both held no sexual attraction towards the other. Ata was the person he confided his deepest secrets and darkest fears in. Ata was the one he never had to hide any emotions from. Ata was arguably the most important person in his life. Along with Saskia, of course, but she was too young to truly understand her big brother's worries though he knew she tried her best. Ata was far more helpful to him in that, and many other, fields.

So was it jealousy based purely off of the thought of having to share the redhead with another guy, should Ata ever meet someone? Despite the older teen's claims, it was only a matter of time that someone would approach the wolf and asked him out and that Ata would agree.

Leaning over the sink, Kai stared at his reflection in the bright lit mirror. The thought of wanting to keep Ata to himself was by far the most selfish thing he had ever wished. It angered yet upset him as well.

A warm hand came to rest on his shoulder and he met cerulean eyes in the mirror.

"Have you already forgotten what I said last night?" Ata asked softly, all signs of mirth gone, replaced by a solemn passiveness that looked too alien on his face.

"No…"

Ata watched him muse for a minute before taking hold of his shoulders, turning him to face him before enveloping the bluenette in an embrace which was quickly returned. Resting his head on bare shoulder, Ata allowed the others' hands to lightly massage his back, more to calm Kai than himself.

"I'm a jerk," Kai admitted, holding the silent redhead. "It's none of my business who you go out with…I just don't want anything bad to happen to you. If someone was to ever hurt you in any way…"

"I'm not some careless teen, Kai. I won't skip off with a total stranger, nor would I let myself be mistreated. Besides," he smiled, pulling back a bit to stare into the dark red eyes, "I'd bring the guy home for you to interrogate him before I go anywhere with him."

"I think I'd scare them off."

"Just as well; I don't want to be dating a coward."

"…Ata?"

"Hm?"

"Do you think I'll ever meet someone I'd like?"

He debated that for a moment before shrugging.

"Depends. What do you look for in a guy?"

Kai paused as well, answering in a near whisper.

"I guess I'd want him to be like you."

The redhead snorted.

"There ain't anyone else like me walking this earth."

"Then I'd guess he'd just have to be mature."

"…That's it?"

"What else is there?"

"Amateur," he rolled his eyes,

"What makes you the expert?"

"I'm older and more experienced in this matter."

Pushing the wolf away good-humoredly, Kai grabbed his toothbrush.

"Going out to bars every weekend; that's your method?"

"Think of them as my classrooms," Ata responded, watching his squeeze out a fair amount of toothpaste before frowning. "And there's a perfectly good half on the other side of the dent."

Studying the clamp in the toothpaste tube, Kai snorted, tossing it to the other who caught it one-handedly. However, instead of reshaping the tube, Ata tapped it thoughtfully on his chin, watching Kai who noticed the stare in the mirror.

"Whut?" he asked through the frothed toothpaste in his mouth.

"Let's make a bet."

Kai spat the paste out; he wasn't done but he had to make sure that he made himself very clear on this one.

"No."

"Don't be such a stick in the mud," Ata whined, already smiling as he thought through his plan. "Just hear me out."

"The last time I made a bet with you I ended up naked in a hot tub with a 67 year old woman from Florida named Becky."

Ata snickered but quickly composed himself at a steely glare from the bluenette.

"Alright, so I should have made the rules a bit more clear. But this one will be a lot simpler, plus I won't be out of your sight for a moment, so you can ensure that I won't play any tricks."

"What is it?"

"Based on what we discussed this morning, I suggest the following; the moment you get over this cold we'll go out for a night on the town. I get to talk to whoever I want without you glowering at them and I will help you try and find someone who interests you."

"So what's the catch?" That did sound simple. Too simple.

"We'll be going to nightclubs."

Nightclubs? What was so daring about those? Though not his favorites he could handle it. Just a crowd drinking with music blasting and…

Ata's smile widened when his red eyes narrowed.

"I am not going to dance."

"Well you can't just hang around the bar all the time. Besides, I will be dancing so if you want to keep track of me you are going to have to follow me to the dance floor." He grinned, twirling a red tendril around his finger. "Don't tell me the big bad phoenix is turning down a challenge just because he can't dose-e-doe?"

"I've seen you dance before, Ata," he reminded, pulling on the fresh shirt. "Call it whatever style you want but it still looks like some mating ritual to me."

Ata pouted, close to being force to abandon what would have no doubt been a very entertaining night for him. Then a devilish grin appeared on his face. Faking surrender, he turned to leave, passing the bluenette who was pulling on a pair of sweatpants.

"I guess I'll just have to go alone…Oh wait, I could call James to accompany me. He loves dancing."

He heard Kai stumble behind him, grabbing the counter for balance. Pausing at the door, he waited.

"…Bet's on."

Grinning, he continued on his way.

"Breakfast will be ready in fifteen minutes. Oh, and speaking of time," he turned, leaning on the doorframe, "your alarm clock is in the medicine cabinet."

He knew the redhead all too well. The only thing scarier than that was that Ata knew him even better.

Tbc……….

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