AN Not as good as I had hoped. Frankly, I think my inspiration is running a little dry for this thing. It's too much of the same to my taste. I'll try and come up with a way to end this. I think I already know. Now I just gotta work towards it.

Aside from that, I think I'm going to up the rating next chapter. I'm not sure whether this is still pg-13. I'd rather not be reported and booted off. Better not to take any chances. And now, go read the story. Little Rei point of view at the end.

In close quarters

Part eleven: Payback

Kai:

Tyson, you sneaky conniving bastard!

Ugh! Where am I? Oh, livingroom. Talk about your disorientation. Don't tell Tyson that. He's the biggest cheat in the world. Really! He used all my weak points to completely disarm me and then he left me hanging!

Apparently, in the livingroom. Wonder where he's gone off to. Why? So I can find him and pummel him into the floor. Which, by the sounds of it, will be the kitchen floor.

Ah, cold!

Huh? Wha...?

Tyson! You're dead! Now, where's my shirt?

Where's my shirt?

"Looking for something?"

I guess that answers my question. The from now on nameless bastard holds it in his hand. Well, maybe he's kind enough to give it back to me.

"Nuhuh, you're gonna have to earn it."

Maybe not. Doesn't matter. I got loads more.

Though that is my favorite. And I want it back!

"Come on, Tyson, just give it here."

"Give what?"

You know, Tyson, pretending to be innocent while the evidence of your crime is in plain sight, is futile. "Tyson..." Was that threatening enough? I can't really tell. I'm still a little woozy and that's all Tyson's fault. Damn, how does he know all those things?

Wait a second. Maybe I can use his own expertise against him. I mean, after the last hour or so I must have picked up something. I still am taller, he can't use one of his hands and with the element of surprise, I may just be able to overpower him.

And of course, I was right about that. That'll teach him. Being pinned down isn't all the fun it's cracked up to be. Well, maybe in some occasions it is, but when you don't know what's going to happen, it's not pleasurable.

Now, what to do... Perhaps I should return the favor, hm? After all, I had a pretty good teacher. Time to show the student isn't that stupid either.

God, that sounded corny. Let's just get down to business. What did Tyson do? Oh, yes, let's add another mark to one already there, shall we? Well, shall I. Don't want anyone else doing that.

Wow, did I look like that? If so, how did Tyson stop himself form jumping my bones on the spot?

Oh, wait, he did that. Except that he had enough self control to pull back when I got all hot an' bothered. Stupid jackass. He really has to pay. I'm just not sure I have his control.

Weird huh? Here I am, thinking Tyson has more self control than I have. But I think it's right, anyway. It wouldn't be the first time that our respective appearances fooled people.

Uhm, oops. Guess I went a little overboard. He's gonna have to stay clear of his gramps for a while., I'm afraid. Just finished number eleven. Twelve, counting the older one. Can't help it though. Tyson's addictive. Very addictive.

Now, what next. Ah, yes, mind-blowing kiss. Remember to keep control though. It wouldn't do to have to tables turned so early in the game.

It wouldn't do to have the tables turned at all! Stupid subconscious thoughts. Get out of my head.

Right, kiss Tyson. Well, that's a good idea. He tastes very good you know. A bit sweet from himself. Not like sugar, more like honey, I think. Hang on...

Yep, more like honey. Oh, and he just had one of those chocolate chipped cookies. I like those. I like Tyson too. Perfect combination, I'd think.

Air! Phew, turning someone on, or to mush by the looks of it, is hard work. Not done yet though. That shirt has to go. Better take advantage of this moment of weakness.

Okay, playtime is over. Holy hell, that looks good. And it's all mine. All of it.

Gimme.

Tyson:

Wow, I guess Kai is getting back at me. Well, he can continue with that for a while. This feels good...

Woops! Shirt gone. Where'd it go? Good question. I can't see it. There's a pair of crimson eyes blocking my view. And, boy, do they look predatory.

Problem. Me thinks he done playing. Can't mean good to me. Can only mean... something I'd rather not name yet.

Hm... He's so warm. Feels so good. I'm a little dazed here. Sorry, if I sound incoherent. Blame it on Kai.

Well, he is the cause of my... My... well, you get the picture.

You know, as much fun as it is to put him through this, this is kinda... I can't say I don't enjoy this, cause, man!, I do! But retaliation is mostly only fun for the one retaliating, not the victim.

Oh, screw, forget that. I'm just gonna enjoy myself. Besides, who says I'm not gonna do anything in return? Doesn't look like I can go home any time soon. Gramps was already so suspicious about that one hickey, now I think I got about a dozen of them. I ain't goin' home until they've faded. That's gonna take, what? Four, five days, maybe? Enough time to pick on him.

So I guess, it's okay to surrender.

For now.

Aieeee! What the hell was that? Oh my...

Gods, Kai, didn't think you'd actually do that! I didn't! No fair! Get back here!

Miserable coward... Hah, that's it! Insult his pride and he'll come storming back.

"What's the matter, Kai? 'Fraid I'll gain the upper hand again?"

Ooh, now I've gone and done it. I made him mad. He's pretty when he's mad. Don't tell him I said that.

"As if you could!"

Yikes! No, I certainly can't now. Damn, I guess I provoked him a bit too much. Damn, that floor is hard. Plus, there's a sack of bones pressing down on me.

What? He hasn't eaten for a week. Small wonder he lost weight. But those eyes look really scary. I think I have forgone my chances of ever being the dominant one in this relationship again. Damn, I was just beginning to enjoy that part. Maybe, if I exploit another one of his weak spots.

If he releases my hands. Not that he ever will.

Damn, that kissing again! Who was the idiot that taught him how to do that so well? Never mind answering that! Though I do make a good teacher, don't I?

Time to teach the pupil a few lessons.

One, you're still weakened from being sick. Otherwise it wouldn't be this easy to turn the tables. I know, because of the many beybattles we've had.

Two, mind-bogglingly good kisses are still my sole specialty.

Three, damn you taste good.

Maybe we should relocate to a more comfortable site. Like the couch. Perfect piece of furniture for a good long make-out session, without the risk of it getting to heated. I think. I'm not really that familiar with the whole make-out do's and don't's. You know, good thing we're both horny teenagers otherwise, one of us would be really bored.

I think that would be me. Though all things considered, that's Kai's fingers on my pants. Hm, weird. Think I could get him to stop for a moment? I mean, not that I don't enjoy this, but I did make a promise not to go too far. And I think I'm really close to losing my self-control.

That's better. See, the couch is more comfortable. Though there's less room to maneuver about. Oh well, cuddle is fine too.

I don't think Kai agrees with that...

Rei:

"Rei? Hello? Earth to Rei!"

Wha...? Who said that? Oh, Max, sorry. "What did you say, Maxie?"

"I said, when are you going to get your head out of the clouds and pay attention to what's right in front of you?"

Whoops. He looks kinda mad. And with good reason too. "I'm sorry, Maxie. I was just thinking about Kai and Tyson." It's been well over a week since we last saw them. We went by the dojo, but gramps said Tyson had only come to pick up some things. What I'd give for some footage for blackmail. Those two are bound to be doing something grampa Kinomiya wouldn't approve of. Completely.

I know somewhat how the old man thinks. He was just as impatient as me to see those two stop dancing around each other and just get it on. But to be spending an entire week alone immediately... That was something even I hadn't done yet. That is saying something... But I'm not elaborating!

Anyway, I'm currently devising a plan to gather evidence of the alleged relationship between Kinomiya Tyson and Hiwatari Kai, but so far no good. It always ends with us, me and Max, I do need a side-kick, being caught and punished with four-hundred hours worth of extensive training under the supervision of jailer Kenny, while the two love-birds get it on in a spy-free environment. Now why doesn't anything seem to work?

Oh dear, Maxie seems even angrier than before. Ack! I'm sorry, forgive me, please? Puppy-dog-eyes never fail on him. "Please, Max? I'm really very sorry. I won't do it again, I promise." Please, say you'll forgive me. He's liable to condemn me to... well, extended depravation to something I've grown seriously accustomed to. Fill in the blanks.

Better make up to him. Don't ask me to describe how.

AN Well, that's it for now. Hope you enjoyed it. Next chapter, don't know when it will be out, but it will be R-rated. Just a precaution. Though maybe, with proper persuasion it'll be a bit... well, you fill in the blanks. By pressing that lovely little button that will enable you to review this story. Bye now!