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Entry no. nine written by Troublesome Aries
Troublesome Aries: oo I'm so bad! Wai! XD so sorry for keeping ya waiting Demi! I'm suppose to be doing my three projects but I'm doing this first xP screw school

Hope you people enjoy even though you've read this concept…over eight times lol

Summary: When the pre-teen Demolition boys get their official Abbey clothing that they will wear at future World Championships, Tala draws unwanted attention to his body… but is all of it unwanted? Kai/Tala

Disclaimer: Don't own beyblade or this idea xD so not mine! Lol I just wrote a story to the concept. –Points to summary- not mine.

Does This Jumpsuit Make Me Look Sexy?

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Bracing himself Tala Ivanov captain of the Demolition Boys beyblading-team representing Russia—stood in front of his beyblade opponent Bryan Kutznestov—a malicious beyblader.

Known for his raw power of wind attacks in his beyblade harming his opponent physically, Bryan is giving his captain everything he has—Boris wanted it so. Tala had to get stronger for his upcoming battle.

High sharp cold winds whipped past the redhead cutting his white and orange uniform—blood seeped from the small wounds, droplets staining the floor.

He called out his bit beast, Wolborg. An enormous wolf spirit shone out from the beyblade snarling towards his enemy.

The falcon screeched flapping its wings for more wind pushing the wolf spirit back.

Wolborg stood his ground. He would wait until his master signalled him to attack.

"Wolborg attack!" Tala ordered. The wolf did as told unleashing snow and ice from nowhere. Falborg—Bryan's spirit—was pressed back. The purple beyblade did not stop spinning nor flew out of the dish. Their battle continued.

Then the door into the room was opened. Someone entered the room.

Both boys would not have been distracted so easily. However the person who stood at the entrance to the room was—

"Boris sent me here to battle Tala," the boy spat.

Kai Hiwitari, supposed leader of the Blade Breakers team the Demo-Boys were to face off in the next round. Kai had betrayed his team to represent Russia. His reasons…really were for a dark powerful beyblade.

Black Dranzer, Dranzer's counterpart.

Bryan glared while Tala stayed silent.

His breathing was shallow, blood still bubbling out of his cuts. His clothing was torn. Ripped on his legs and thighs, biceps and arms. Across his chest and back. He looked a mess.

"Who are you?" Bryan sneered. He did not believe bullshit from the enemy. Kai glared back with his own stoic face.

"Your new captain," he smirked walking up in front of the lilac haired teen. Blue orbs snapped. He had worked so hard to get a spot on the team! So hard—too become the captain! He was chosen out of all the beybladers in the abbey! he had risen above them all! And now—this snotty brat was going to take his place just like that?

"What are you talking about?" Tala demanded retreating his beyblade.

"I'm saying, I'm taking your place Ivanov," Kai replied pulling out a black and red beyblade.

Black Dranzer.

Bryan snorted retrieving his Falborg. If Boris had sent Kai…he could not object—but Tala needed to change into something else and get cleaned up. He did not hold back in his battle and Tala could prove that.

"Don't you think Tala should take a break first?" It was not that Bryan cared, just that…he held high respect for his captain. Kai could never replace him.

"Boris said he would battle me right now."

Bryan glared looking down at his beyblade. Falborg, Falborg…did a lot to Tala. Tala needed rest. Clenching the toy in his hands he walked out of the room. He would have to tell Boris that Tala needed a change of clothes—he could not walk out into the world championships with that torn outfit.

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It was a quick battle.

Tala was already worn out and Kai had just ganged up on him attacking like crazy. He loved the rush of power he had over the redhead. Loved it. It felt so good to have control over Tala.

Tala slumped to the ground eyes piercing his opponent. His blade lay next to him outside of the dish. He lost the battle.

"Looks like I win," Kai smirked calling his blade back. Black Dranzer whisked back to his master where he then pocketed it into his left pant pocketed as well as his launcher.

"So? What do you want? Some kind of prize?" Tala snorted standing up making his way out of the room. He had to get out of those clothes. He felt really exposed.

"Maybe," Kai answered following after Tala coming up right behind him. Lifting his hand to open the door Kai laced his fingers with Tala's. Gasping Tala pulled his hand back, which was just caught again. He aimed to flip his body around to kick his offender and release his hand from Kai's grip but the blunette anticipated this pressing him against the wall next to the door.

"What the fuck is up with you?"

"I want a prize." Blue eyes widened.

"WHAT?" he did not expect Kai to be serious. No one was really awarded some prize for winning a beybattle. Not even him.

"You heard me," his voiced deepened sounding husky and so…dominant. Tala suppressed a shiver trying to wriggle free. Kai pressed his whole body weight against the boy.

"Let me go Kai," Tala growled. Kai leaned forward placing his chin on the exposed shoulder, leaning face to the slim blood-free white neck. Tala had to suppress another shiver due to that contact.

"Hm…you're sensitive." Kai stated grinning. Tala's voice caught in his throat.

Kai took the silence as to continue with what he wanted. So he did.

Darting out a tongue, he trailed up the slender neck reaching Tala's earlobe tugging it with his teeth. The cold air brushed where Kai and licked him and Tala had to let his body shiver. Blood rushed below and above his face as the blush crossed the bridge of his nose. Scowling Tala pushed back bucking Kai off of him successfully.

"Bastard," he left the room with Kai's gaze to follow after him.

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Tala stormed out of the battle room stalking down the halls angrily.

"What the fuck did he think he was doing? Arg, bastard! Hmf," making his way to the corridors he opened his door and slammed it shut behind him. Arms folded across his chest. Wincing he remembered his wounds. They were all closed up now, blood dried, but he had to take a shower. He felt dirty.

Sighing he looked up spotting a new uniform laid out on his bed. Walking over to it curiously he picked up the soft fabric opening it up examining it. It was just like his uniform he was wearing now…only it looked a bit smaller.

Shaking his head he made his way to his washroom grabbing a pair of clean boxers from his bedside table drawer.

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Stepping out from the washroom Tala dumped his clothes across the stone room where it fell on the floor in a heap. Looking down at himself his face scrunched up in a frown.

It…was really tight.

The white and orange jumpsuit must have been an extra size smaller or something. It tightly hugged his whole body. He could not let anyone see him like this. It made him look really gay. It was so tight around his crotch area and he felt really uncomfortable.

"You really should have started with that size from the start," reeling around Tala came face to face with Kai.

"K-Kai?" Smirking Kai took a step forward as Tala took a step back. Realizing he let himself be controlled by that movement he stood his ground as Kai took a second step forward. Just a centimetre apart.

"You look good, but before when…your clothes were torn, I saw more skin," Kai chuckled grabbing Tala's arms and ramming him against the wall. The redhead gasped cursing himself afterwards for letting his guard down so easily like that.

"What-what are you talking about?" the smirk tugged Kai's lips again as he let his eyes wander down the lightly muscled body. The tight top with the collar up, underneath the warm soft long sleeved shirt. His extremely tight white pants that squeezed his nice thighs and undoubtedly his small firm ass.

"I mean…you look even better without clothes on," Kai explained with no shame as his eyes glinted. A bright blush appeared on the bridge of Tala's nose. He could not believe Kai just said that. Since when was he gay?

"Uh…does this jumpsuit make me look sexy then?" Was the oh-so-intelligent reply the redhead could muster up.

"Damn right." Kai closed the gap between them to which Tala's blush only further heated. He had never been kissed before. It was…sweet…and gentle, but then Kai prodded his lips open and he felt blood rush below him. He had never felt like this. Kai noted Tala's shyness and chuckled.

"You are such a virgin!" he laughed ending the kiss and finally letting Tala's arms free. Anger flared through his embarrassment.

"WHAT? SO YOU'RE NOT?" Kai stopped laughing before turning around to face the redhead. His ego was hurt.

"…"

xD "Hah! So you're a virgin as well!" Kai sent him a 'whatever' look before heading to exit the room.

"Ah! Wait! Uh-?"

"You do look sexy in that outfit Tala. It hugs your body in all the right places." Kai hinted nudging in between Tala's legs. "But you'd still look better with it off." And with that Kai left the room with a playful smirk plastered on his face.

Tala fumed. "This-this-Arg!" Tala tugged one of the red strands that fell over his face.

"I'll blame it on hormones," he scoffed passing by the mirror next to him. Eyeing himself once more-"heh. This jumpsuit does make me look sexy," he grinned before kicking himself. He was acting really unlike himself.

Troublesome Aries: that sucked I know, this morning it was more serious and I think the pizza did not help near the end . it became so…K+ lol xD I was gonna write a lemon and everything but o.o I had pizza…

This is all my crappy writing since I did not give it to my beta xD leave any thoughts? n.n;; And HAPPY BIRTHDAY KURO666! –lots of hugs-

Hope you all enjoyed –bows- even though the ending sucked! xP

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