Summary: (Sequel to 'Golden Opportunity') Has Kai lost his artist touch? Can Miguel help him?
Pairings: Miguel/Kai
Warnings: Yaoi, Sequel
Disclaimer: Don't own Beyblade.
Here's the sequel. You might have to read 'Golden Opportunity' first to know what the hell is going on. It just kinda popped into my head, don't know if it's going to be any good, mind you. Just have to wait and see. (Yes, it's a mystery, even to me -.-) Thanks to everyone who reviewed 'Golden Opportunity'.
Chapter 1.
Kai squinted his eyes at the painting before him. There was something wrong with it. Don't know what, but it was wrong. It didn't seem to have it's usually flare…or something.
"What's wrong?" Came a voice from behind him. "Did the painting answer back or something?"
Kai sighed and rubbed his head with the back of his hand, forgetting that he still had paint on them. He glanced over his shoulder to see his blond hair, blue eyed, perfect, boyfriend. "No, I just can't seem to get it right, that's all," Kai said. "And I'd appreciate if you keep the sarcastic comments to yourself for a bit."
"Deal," Miguel said, moving to wrap his arms around Kai's waist. "So what is wrong?"
"I don't know," Kai sighed again, leaning back into the strong arms. "I just don't know."
"Hey," he said, his hands moving up to massage his shoulders. "It's all right. It's nothing to get upset about."
Blader, computer whiz, athlete - and now a masseur? Dammit! Isn't there anything he can't do?
"It's just so bloody annoying," Kai muttered, letting his head roll forward. "I might have to give up painting for a while."
"I thought you liked painting?"
"I do, I guess. It's just…" Kai started.
"Just what?" Miguel said, his voice low and soothing.
"I don't know!" Kai suddenly exploded. He pulled himself out of Miguel's arms and began walking around the room. He doesn't mean to sound irritable or anything of that nature, it's just he doesn't know why he is so irritable. "Maybe I was just kidding myself? Maybe I have no talent and the reason I even got into the art show was out of pure luck."
"Easy there, Kai," Miguel's voice drifted to the irritated bluenette.
Gods, even his voice is perfect.
"You're just suffering from artist block. Gran has had it a few times. It's ok," he soothed.
Kai stopped pacing and turned to his blond hair, can-do-no-wrong, boyfriend. "Artist block?" He found himself asking. His voice was low and had a certain feel to it. His voice was so foreign that it even startled him.
"Yes, artist block," Miguel closed the distance between them and gathered the smaller teen in his arms. "It happens to everyone."
"But I do impressions," Kai retorted. "I'm suppose to look at a sight, picture it in my head and then draw what I see."
"You're worried about something, aren't you?" His tone of voice said that he was pretty sure he knew what.
So Kai isn't the only person who knows everything. Blast!
Kai flicked a piece of hair from his line of vision as Miguel rested his chin on his shoulder. "I suppose you can say that."
Even after realizing that Spencer was the one for him, Tala still hasn't admitted his feelings for the overly tall blond. And at least once a day Tala would ring up, sometimes on the verge of hyperventilating, saying that he just can't tell Spencer.
It's been a good seven months for God's sake!
Kai couldn't help but wonder if Tala still had feelings for his blond boyfriend.
"You need to get away for a while then," Miguel said, suddenly.
"Is that so?" Kai asked with a flick of his tongue. "Are you planning to whisk me away to some tropical location?"
He smiled when Miguel kissed his neck. "You're a mind reader now?"
Kai turned around in his arms to face his oh-so-perfect boyfriend. He lifted up his hands and wound the around the blonde's neck. "Do you wish for me to struggle or melt into your embrace?"
"Whatever you choose will be fine," Miguel replied, winding his strong arms around Kai pulling him in close.
Kai pouted. "You're no fun."
Miguel laughed his perfect laugh. Kai loved the way that his whole face would lit up when he smiled or laugh, the way his eyes would sparkle with emotion.
Softly, Kai felt himself sigh and he leaned his head against his boyfriend's shoulder.
It's strange, he never noticed any of this before, the little feelings he would get when he was around the blond. Deep down Kai had a suspicion that Bryan was aware of all this, so he and Garland devised a plan to get them two together. He knew that Miguel's grandmother would be entering the competition as well. So that means if Miguel's grandmother was there it also meant that Miguel will be there as well.
Bryan and Garland the matchmakers? Has a creepy ring to it.
Kai was pulled from his musings when Miguel gently tilted his head so he could look into those beautiful blue eyes.
"Ready to be whisked away then?"
"You have no idea."
Er, it's a little strange I guess (sweatdrops)
Next chapter: There's nothing quite like a holiday.
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