Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, and I'm not making any money off writing this… pretty much broke.

Ranma's Author's Notes: IT IS COMPLETE! Sorry it took a bit longer than I wanted to get out since I had midterms to study for…. and I also am sorry I don't think this fic was any good like my other ones. But I thought, I shouldn't come back to writing without something new for everybody… Anywayz thanks for the support!

You Can Never Look Too Good

Tyson and Kai had resumed their training schedule and had even picked up the pace on how much exercise they attempted. Tyson found that the more he kept himself occupied with the work-outs, the less he actually had time to wallow in the terror of the diet. It helped that he spent almost the whole day with Kai and it was easier to put away ultra-healthy foods with him staring at him than it was on his own.

It turned out it was working! Not that Tyson had had any doubt in asking Kai in the first place. The fruits of the weight loss were beginning to show on the world champ blader. Tyson's track suit wasn't uncomfortably tight anymore – it actually fit the way it was supposed to! After the initial couple pounds shed, however, it always gets harder to take it off. That's why Tyson was currently feeling the burn.

"Ugh!"

"Again." Kai's voice was demanding in his ear.

"Oof!"

"Again." It sounded.

"Hargh!"

"Faster!" Kai's voice cracked like a whip.

"I-uff-I can't!" Tyson strained out. "I'm gonna-!" The long-haired teen never finished his sentence as his body quit and he groaned, falling back. He lay sprawled on the gym mat, his chest heaving for breath. His baseball cap had long since fallen off his head, making him look exceptionally disheveled in appearance.

"Tyson…What was that?" Kai asked, his eyebrows clashing deeply as he sat up from where he had been crouched beside the shorter teen.

"A... huff…sit-up…" Tyson sweated miserably.

"Funny, it looked more like you lifting your head an inch from the floor." Kai knelt down and held Tyson's sneakered feet down firmly, his face above the tanned boy's knees. "You should be able to touch my nose with your own for each sit-up."

"Are you serious?" Tyson blurted loudly, his eyes wide.

Kai gave him a 'Do I look serious?" look, and Tyson got a crazed expression.

"Hahahahahah I'm doomed!" The world champ confirmed.

"Let's go. Start again." Kai replied.

Sometimes to mix it up they would run on the beach or exercise in the park instead of the gym. A lot of those times… one thing led to another… and they would end up getting a bit side-tracked with explosive beybattles that drew the attention of what seemed like all the kids in the neighbourhood.

Kai never really opposed the break from the regimen, though he never said it outright. But Tyson knew he enjoyed it just as much as he did! Besides, beyblading was a pretty good work-out too.

The beybattle had taken them way past sunset and the two had walked back to Kai's apartment for some dinner. Tyson had snooped around in the other blader's fridge, finding a couple half-empty containers of ice-cream, which gave the world champ a whole new interest in Kai. He'd been smiling at Kai funny the whole night, probably because of the image of the former team captain standing in front of the sink eating the ice-cream right from the carton with a big spoon… but Tyson was dismayed when no dessert had been broken out after the food.

Today Kai and Tyson were back in the gym. Tyson had been left alone to stretch while Kai had gone off somewhere. When he came back the taller teen was holding something that momentarily boggled Tyson.

"Uh, Kai? What's that?" The baseball capped boy paused in mid arm-stretch.

Kai held the item out. "Your latest challenge."

"…..A jump-rope? For skipping?" Tyson burst out, almost falling over. "Skipping is for girls, Kai! This is a joke!"

Kai just gave him a measured look as he untied the rope. "Do you want to go back on the treadmill?"

Tyson flushed indignantly.

Kai didn't bother to say anything, instead moving forward with a purposeful look in his eyes. Tyson froze as Kai entered his personal space and he conveniently forgot that he knew how to skip-rope when Kai ran his hands slowly down Tyson's arms to get them in the right position. The tanned boy felt a thrill at the sensation and barely noticed it as the handles of the jump rope were slipped into his hands. A light blush took over Tyson's cheeks and his eyes went wide.

Tyson was suddenly really aware that he wasn't a girl, and that Kai wasn't a girl, and he probably shouldn't be sweating this much when they hadn't really done any working out at all yet.

Kai stepped back and pressed a stop watch. "Now jump." He glanced up and Tyson was caught up with the way the breeze was doing things to Kai's hair.

"How high…?" The baseball-capped blader asked in a daze.

Kai's expression shifted to suspicion. "Erm ahem- yeah ok." Tyson coughed, shaking himself out of his stupor. "I'm jumping I'm skipping…!"

A couple of weeks in, and Tyson was becoming a welcome presence in the gym. Some of the other patrons knew him now and Tyson had made friends easily. On one of the few occasions that they hadn't arrived together, Tyson seemed to have gotten into a rowdy conversation with 2 middle aged women, one of them which had a high resemblance to the Chief… if he had been female, didn't wear glasses and was amiably round.

"We're just here to work out a bit for once!" The slimmer woman replied to whatever they had been talking about before Kai had decided to step closer and listen in.

"I'll say! Cooking those noodles all the time did the same thing as if I'd been eating them!" The Kenny-woman exclaimed.

"Your noodles are the bomb, Mrs. Dion!" Tyson complimented with a grin.

"Kenny said I enjoyed your cooking WAY too much, that's why I'm here anyway." Tyson slapped his bicep and made fists, showing off his re-developed tone. "Gotta keep young and with da times!" The world champ grinned, imitating his jiving grandfather and laughing.

Kai stood off to the side, feeling… put off.

The two women burst into giggles and hugged the pony-tailed teen, one of them pinching Tyson's cheek.

Make that downright livid.

Kai bowed his head and crossed his arms from his spot leaning against the wall. He let out a breath and tried to block out the chattering of the small group. Why was he so upset anyway?

They'd been spending so much time together… positive time… that it felt strange to not be around him. Not that Kai didn't need his space at times, but it was different. Now all he thought about was Tyson, and all his time was consumed by Tyson. The only person he had really talked to ever since agreeing to the exercise program was Tyson. It was… unpleasant… to know that it wasn't the same way for the other blader. He'd even begun to dream about the shorter blader. He'd had dreams of Tyson before – usually vivid and symbolic when he was under great stress during the BEGA fiasco – but these new ones were nice...

Instead of being sick after the treadmill, Tyson leaned up and his lips touched Kai's and he tasted like ice-cream…

A loud burst of laughter from Tyson and the women, and Kai snapped out of it, looking at the back of Tyson's head sharply. Those dreams were a no-go. After all Tyson was…. Tyson was….

Tyson was reaching his goal. He wouldn't need the pretense of Kai's help to get back to 100 percent again.

With that straightforward fact in mind, the dual-haired blader headed purposefully towards Tyson, his presence immediately ending the conversation. He stared at the shorter teen, making sure to have his attention.

"Hey Kai!" The world champ greeted.

"Come. On." Kai's tone was clipped and he jerked around stalking off for Tyson to follow him.

"Alright geeze, no need to get worked up before our work out!" Tyson waved to Kenny's mom and her friend. "Sorry, he gets cranky sometimes. See ya!"

Kenny's mom smiled and her taller friend laughed. "No problem!" The two women shared a look. "Could they get anymore obvious?"

The two beybladers didn't hear though, as Tyson was busy teasing the older boy about being impatient. But Kai knew that pretty soon, this time together would be over.

On a nice sunny Saturday, when Tyson and Kai had agreed not to meet up for working out, the world champ found himself at the beach with Kenny and Hilary, just catching some sun. When he'd taken off his t-shirt to go in the water, his two friends had stopped and stared in shock.

"Woah-ho-ho-hoooo Tyson!" Hilary tipped her shades down her nose. "Looking fine!" She laughed. It was amazing what a few weeks of constant vigilance could do!

Tyson slapped his flat stomach and struck a macho stance. "Totally buffed! Heh heh heh…" The pony-tailed teen rubbed his nose trying to look modest. "Man I never dreamed I'd ever turn out looking so good." Tyson praised himself, posing a few times as Hilary pretended to be taking pictures.

"Maybe too good…" Kenny grumbled as he continued to rub sunblock on his nose.

"You can never look too good." Hilary corrected sagely.

"Hey I always looked good!" Tyson complained.

Hilary chose to ignore that and the Chief just acted as though nothing had ever changed. "So how many more sessions with Kai have you got? He's really gotten you back in shape." The girl questioned.

"I dunno… he hasn't told me, but I guess it won't be much more." Tyson replied, looking off a bit distantly at the water.

Kenny looked up and smiled. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were sad, Tyson!"

"Who? Me?" The long-haired teen pointed at his face. "Look at this happy face!"

"So you won't miss the work-outs?" The bespectacled teen wondered.

"Maybe the work-outs." Tyson compromised. "But the food? NO WAY !"

"I dunno, is it really the work-outs he'll miss?" Their female friend waved her hand in contemplation and then looked at Tyson. "You've been spending an awfully large amount of time with Kai… alone…!" Hilary trailed off suggestively.

Tyson face flared red. "Ex-cuse me?"

Hilary nearly cackled. "My my that's a terrible sunburn you've got there Tyson. How could the sun do that, it isn't even that hot!"

"Kai did it!" Kenny crowed. Hilary burst into laughter.

Tyson's face glowed. "Hah hah you guys are so funny, I think it's time for your free spa treatments! HAH!" Tyson picked up handfuls of wet sand and started hurling them at his brown-haired friends.

"AHHHHHH!" They screamed, escaping Tyson's doom.

"Sit-ups? No problem, this is easy now!"

Kai surveyed the once-again physically fit blader in front of him. There was no doubt about it, Tyson was back to top form. He had the energy that he'd been lacking back now that he hadn't just been sitting around all day. His body was back in shape… so why didn't Kai feel relieved that his promise had been kept?

The dual-haired blader's eyes traveled down Tyson's body. He'd managed to give Kai's summer some kind of direction again, and Kai found he didn't really want to give that up.

'WOOO!' Tyson mentally whooped as he passed his previous maximum amount of sit-ups. He kept his gaze trained on Kai as he kept going. 'He's not even paying attention!'

Kai's knees were firmly planted on his feet, and his hands were loosely holding each of his ankles. Tyson almost laughed at the spaced out expression on his trainer's face, but the tanned boy wore an amused huge grin instead to prevent Kai from getting in a bad mood with him. He was thankful for how Kai had stuck with him, and helped him get back in shape for the next beyblade tournament. His goofy smile softened.

Each time he sat up his face came within inches of Kai's. He'd never managed to complete his sit-ups the way the dual-haired teen had wanted them – touching his nose to Kai's nose – but Tyson figured he had been exaggerating anyway.

There was no way somebody could bend and hold themselves like that! Unless…

"Hey, Kaaii!" Tyson sang on one of his 'ups'.

Kai snapped out of his thoughts and focused on the pony-tailed boy doing his sit-ups. "...what is it?"

Tyson flung his arms from behind his head to encircle Kai's neck and managed to pull the taller boy down with him. Kai's body pressed heavily against Tyson's and their noses bumped.

It was only by complete accident that his lips touched Kai's lips too. Neither moved, they were so close together now, Kai's gaze was half-lidded looking straight into warm brown eyes. Tyson's arms around Kai's neck held the taller blader in place. Was this what he had meant to do? It sure seemed like a good thing to keep doing… Tyson closed his eyes and tilted his head, gently moving his mouth against Kai's. Kai's eyes shut and he pressed his mouth back with intensity, parting his lips to kiss Tyson's full bottom one. Tyson quickly reciprocated and then they were kissing each other without hesitation, noses, chins and cheeks touching and getting in the way.

When they pulled away they were staring at each other. The midnight-blue haired teen was flushed from the exercise and breathing deeply through his nose. Kai found himself subconsciously breathing the same way, his lips already parting again.

If that kiss had been an accident… this one wouldn't be…

They leaned for each other again. "Hey!" A male voice called out, causing Tyson and Kai to pull apart swiftly. The guy employee stared at them weirdly.

Tyson tried to make himself look casual on the mat. "Er- we slipped! Yeah we just slipped!" The champed waved a hand and laughed nervously, his voice an octave higher than it usually was and his cheeks red.

"You guys might wanna hurry up! The gym's closing early today!" The employee clapped his hands in a stoked way, and ushered them to pack up briskly, leaving the two world class bladers to the walk home.

The sidewalk was pretty interesting to Tyson as they made their way down the familiar route back home. Kai stared straight ahead, his face absent of the indifference usually there. Neither had said a word about anything yet… Did they really have to? If they did… would it happen again?

Unlike when they first walked the way from the gym, Tyson was getting the attention from various people who now recognized him. Nobody had approached, but by the whispers and smiles, it was clear Tyson looked just like he had at the match between Brooklyn and him.

…Kai wanted it to happen again. "I don't," He started, "I don't think you ever needed to do anything."

The baseball-capped boy gave him a bewildered look, his eyes wide behind his wild bangs.

Kai dared a glance in the shorter teen's direction, but didn't reply, waiting for him to get it.

A smile graced Tyson's lips. "That's what I was telling Kenny and Hilary, but I'm glad we did this. I mean, it's not like I was worried or anything, but it makes it easier to defend a title when you're in peak shape all the time!" Tyson lectured and jammed his hands in his pockets in a way that reminded Kai a bit of himself.

"Huh…" Kai replied under his breath. Gradually, the two bladers had slowed in walking and stopped underneath a streetlight, its light flickering on in the dusk.

"So, uh…" Tyson licked his lips in nervousness, but then pushed it away. "I guess I should head home. Can't wait to get rid of all those bran flakes and carrot sticks!" The world champ rubbed his hands together in glee. "You must be so mad, huh Kai?" Tyson gave him a lop-sided grin.

Kai looked back at him in contemplation. "…Not really." He finally answered. "I only ate those things a few times this summer." He looked away, to hide a hint of a smirk.

Tyson stopped smiling and stared at Kai. Don't tell me you're serious. His look said.

Kai just countered with his own. You should know this by now.

Tyson rolled his eyes and couldn't help a smile as they continued to walk again, his gaze now lingering on the boy with the scarf beside him.

Kai found his pulse beginning to speed up, and a sense of urgency entered him. It was all over, and this was the part where they spilt up and went their separate ways again… at least until the new beyblade tournament. But…

He'd gotten so used to having Tyson all to himself, he wasn't so sure he could give him up so willing…

Out of the corner of his eye, Kai spotted a parked ice-cream truck. "…Wait a minute..." The taller blader said vaguely, making Tyson watch in amazement as the other blader made his way over to the truck and purchased two of the treats.

Tyson's mouth was gaping as Kai walked back over to him.

"Rewards." Kai held the second ice-cream cone out, offering it to the other boy with a half smile.

With a long-familiar sparkle back in his eyes, Tyson took the treat with a grin. "I'm not World Champion again yet, Kai!" The midnight haired teen winked at him.

Kai gave him a smirk in return. "Don't think you ever will be."

He tanned boy didn't answer, already eating off a big mouthful of his cone. "Mmm… Hey don't tell me we're gonna be doing more workout sessions because of this!" Tyson half-joked, wiping the side of his mouth with his hand.

"No, I don't think we need to do that." Kai noticed another person they passed taking interest in the boy beside him, and the holder of Dranzer hesitated an instant before he placed his hand on the small of Tyson's back.

At the unexpected touch, Tyson stopped talking and stared into Kai's eyes, completely forgetting about the melting ice-cream cone in his hand.

"Tyson… we could get dinner." Kai offered in a slightly edgy tone. He dropped his gaze.

The shorter teen blinked and nearly did a double-take. "…Where?" He asked in growing excitement.

Kai smiled slightly and looked up again, into Tyson face. "…Italian buffet restaurant."

Tyson's eyebrows shot past his hairline and he grinned. "That's fattening, y'know."

Kai leaned forward a bit. "I know..."

They just looked at each other for a long time, and Tyson found himself wetting his lips, unable to tear his gaze away. Reaching up Tyson ran his hand through the back of Kai's thick hair and pulled the taller teen down, closer. He felt Kai's other hand encircle his waist and a slight flush took over both their cheeks.

The midnight blue haired blader appeared to be thinking it over before his expression became coy and he smiled slyly, pressing his forehead to Kai's. "You just wanna have me hot and sweating below you again."

"…You think too much." Kai argued, and he leaned the rest of the way, closing the distance between their lips. And he did taste like ice-cream…

They kissed until the sun went down, but the dessert cones weren't forgotten. Tyson ate them both, but still… to Kai, he'd always looked good.

The End

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