Warning : Strong language, eventual yaoi

Disclaimer : I don't own Beyblade or any of the characters. The characters you do not recognise are mine and are not to be stolen/used in any story other than my own.

"………" - Speech

'………' - Thought

Italics - Something written (e.g. e-mails)

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Message : HiwatariK898

"He doesn't like our kind" – Did you miss a letter or did you just have a major slip-up?

Laughing inside, Rei clicked the 'send' button and waited to hear the news, the moment of truth…

KonR672, you have one new mail.

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Rei POV

I didn't know how to take the news I got, and I still can't believe I asked in the first place. Kai, big scary leader boy, one of them. I'd never have guessed, but it was the rest of the e-mail that really got me, the bit that said "Why do you think I've been following you?" I don't know whether to feel flattered or terrified to be honest. Sure, Kai's probably a nice person when you get to know him, but I like someone else, and that's not a very good thing since said person (Ginge, dur) is homophobic I think, and I don't dare ask Kai because he'll ask why and I don't really want to have to go through the embarrassment of telling him. Hell, I haven't even told Tyson yet, and he's my best friend.

Speaking of Tyson, he's been acting weirdly lately. He keeps his distance from me when I'm on my breaks and then sticks majorly close when we're inside the building. I don't get it… Maybe he's scared of Ginge. That would be a laugh. Anyway, Kai's got into the habit of sitting under my tree too now – Since he told me his little secret – and we talk, it's very strained conversation admittedly, but at least we talk. He's not such a bad guy really, I still prefer Ginge though, despite his bad (not to mention disgusting) habit of smoking. At least Kai doesn't do that… I think, and hope. Hehe, oh wouldn't it be funny if Tyson was scared of Ginge? Going back to previous subject I know, sorry about that, but my thoughts keep flicking back and forth, so you're going to have to deal. I might actually tell Ty my little secret at some point, since he's the closest friend I've ever had, I suppose I should be able to tell him things like that, after all, he was fine with me being gay… But it's Ginge. I know what his reaction would be, I've known him long enough. His face would pale and he'd slowly start shaking his head and mouthing 'no Rei, no', making himself look excruciatingly like a fish in the process. He's a strange boy.

I'm currently in my back garden at home, by the way, just sitting, sketching. I love my garden, I don't live in the biggest of houses, but the garden seems huge compared to those of the rest of the street's, even if the house itself leaves a lot to be desired. The garden however, is perfect. Most of it is neat, trim and pretty, just how my family likes it, but then, just over three quarters of the way down there's a trellised fence with a wooden archway that's covered with ivy, and a small picket gate underneath to separate the 'way a garden should look' from the beauty of nature and my paradise. The rest of my family seem to have different views on gardens to me, when I move out I know that mine will be the most amazing place, full of places to explore and the flowers will be random and as unsymmetrical as possible. That's my paradise, my place of peace, where my mind can rest and drift away… My garden is beautiful. It's not trim, it's not what people like my parents would call 'pretty', but to me it's beautiful. It's not overgrow par se, but I wouldn't say it's well kept either : The grass is up to my knees in some places and barely up to my ankles in others, the long bits always need cutting back, yet the short bits don't seem to grow. There's a large tree behind the shed that I built that gives a shade from the hot summer sun and also provides protection from the cool winds of winter, and it is under this tree that I am leant, sketching my thoughts out. Nobody ever thinks to look behind the shed for me, they don't seem to think I'd fit behind here but they have never bothered to look at the gap. The space is plentiful, not to mention comfortable! Still, I'm glad they don't know I'm here, I like my piece to stay as my peace, not as somebody else's to share.

That was quite deep, wasn't it? That happens when I'm relaxed, like when I think about how it's Saturday morning and I don't have school for two whole days, and then I get deep and start to think about the world and the meanings and how different 'Peace of Mind' and 'Piece of Mind' are… I personally think I'd like to give Kai a piece of my mind about him stalking me, but let's face it I'm not that brave. Not since The Falcon tried to kill me anyway, I'm still not sure I've gotten over that. Still, I could ask Kai to stop following me, I doubt he'd listen, but I could ask him anyway. I'm really tempted to ask him something about Ginge's sexuality, but I think he'd kinda guess the reason behind my asking and I just couldn't handle him knowing; he'd probably tell everyone and get my ass kicked by The Falcon… No he wouldn't. He told me straight out to stay away from Falcon-boy or I'd get killed for being one of them. I really can't get over the fact that Red-eyes is like me! I also can't get over the fact that he's stalking me for the worst reason ever. I mean, I know I'm gay and he's gay and everything, but it doesn't mean I'm attracted to him in any way at all, he just isn't my type. My type is more… Tall, slim, moody-looking, kinda evil, pretty blue eyes, sexy red hair… And I've just realised that Kai is all of those but the last two, which (coincidentally) are swapped. Okay, so let me get this straight… "Red-eyes and blue hair" likes "Cat-eyes and black hair" but "Cat-eyes and black hair" likes "Blue-eyes and red hair"… That's an interesting (not to mention confusing) triangle, but it would be even funnier and even more confusing (if that's possible) if "Blue-eyes and red hair" liked "Red-eyes and blue hair" too. Wait, no it wouldn't! It would be great if he liked me though! Ginge, that is, not Kai. Kai already does. I think.

I've seriously got myself in a muddle now, probably because of those daft nick names I came up with… A simpler way to put it would have just been : Kai likes Rei. Rei likes Ginge. Ginge likes..? Rei, hopefully. That's wishful thinking for you! I wonder how Kai figured out the whole 'Rei's gay' issue anyway, Tyson was the only person in the whole school who knew, now it seems like everybody does. By everybody I mean Infamous, they're the only people who count when it comes to rumours in our school : If Infamous says it's true, then everyone says it's true. If Infamous says it's wrong, everyone says it's wrong. Sometimes I wish I had that kind of authority but then I remember that I wouldn't know what to do with it if I did. If everybody was under my power I'd probably end up accidentally hurting everybody in the entire world. It must be difficult to have authority.

I wish Ginge would like me. I'm really disappointed in myself to be honest, and the reason is this : At first I just thought he was hot, then I thought he was hot and cool, then I started to find myself thinking that he wasn't hot anymore, now he was beautiful. He isn't cool anymore either, now he's amazing. I barely even know him, and practically every conversation I have with him, (if you can call blushing and stammering any kind of conversation at all) he's nothing but a horrible bitch to me. I don't think it's very fair, I'm slowly but steadily slipping into the realms of 'Love-Sick-Teen', how much lower can I get? I hate that title, I've always laughed at people who have thought they were so in love with somebody they've either barely or never met, and now I'm there. People can laugh at me too, now. How fun.

While I've been musing over these 'facts of life' I have managed to draw a very wobbly-looking creature that was supposed to be a panther. I haven't even given it a tail… I think my drawing skills are slowly diminishing away to utter nothingness. How lame. "Rei Kon : Nearly as good at drawing as he is with computers!" How bad would that be? If I suddenly found my artsy talent was gone? I'd be so upset! Knowing me I'd probably stomp around and sulk for a very long time, years I should think. I can't lose my talent… I think I'll have to go inside and draw something properly now before I cry at this crap I have created before me.

Woah… That weird feeling I get when Red-eyes is watching me has just shivered it's way down my spine. He had better not be in my garden or I'll be very angry. This is my place, and not to be selfish or anything, but I do not want to share it! I'd probably share it with Ginge… If he didn't pollute it with smoke, that is. Kami Rei. Get a grip. My place, my place, my place. No Ginge, no anybody! Love-Sick-Teen of the year award goes to (drum roll please) Rei Kon! Awards this year also include 'Tit of the Century' and 'Manic-Obsessive-Stalker-Of-Redhead'… Still, that's nothing to what Kai's awards would be. Speaking of Kai…

"What the fuck are you doing there?" I glare my scariest glare, which to be fair isn't all that scary, and shout up at him. I knew I could feel him around somewhere. Now this is what I call stalking! He appears to have climbed up the branches on the other side of the fence (meaning he was in someone else's garden too) and is now sitting above me in the tall tree, leaning amidst the branches. I'm more than angry. Bastard! "Get down from there right now!" I yell, standing up and staring up through the leaves into his smirking face.

"As Kon wishes." … What the fuck? He's not going to… Jump…? Hell no!

"No, wait, don't ju-!" …. "OW!"

"I would have been fine Kon, but because of you now both of us are hurt." I glare harshly (very harshly for me, actually) into his leering eyes that are shining with that distinct flare of mischief. "I didn't ask you to stand underneath to catch me." He sniggers, offering out his hand to help me up. Dare I accept said offer? Do I really want to trust him after he just jumped out of a tree and landed on me from about 20 foot in the air? It really hurt too. I take his hand gingerly… Mmm… Ginge… That hair, those eyes, that slim, slim waist and overall fuckable body with those sexy hips that swing slightly when he's in a mood, and that ass! Kami, that ass is amazing! I'm in ecstasy with these thoughts! So much, in fact, I may have to either turn around so as not to face Kai or stop thinking said thoughts; it's beginning to show. "Earth to Rei?" Oh what now? You interrupt my filthy thoughts about your best friend, and for what? Inconsiderate prick.

"Hmm?" I try to be polite, though it hasn't passed me by that I am blushing ever so slightly at my still-lingering thought processes. He keeps looking down, I really hope he hasn't noticed anything.

"Did you want to let go any time soon?" Ah. That would be why, his hand. Smooth Rei, real smooth. I practically throw his hand out of mine as if it were poisoned or something, possibly a little more harshly than I'd meant to, but still. Oh great, I'm blushing even more now, how pathetic of me. I wish he was Ginge rather than himself, I wouldn't mind all this human contact from him… Course, I'd probably be pressing him against that tree and… I'll stop now before Kai notices anything amiss, namely the size of… Shush Rei, just shush.

"Sorry." I mumble like an idiot. Wait, why am I apologising? I crack. "Why the hell are you in my garden?" Apparently he wasn't expecting me to suddenly shout at him like that so I'll continue it, I've never seen him look so taken aback, I'm quite enjoying it! "This is private property Kai, and I don't care if you're the leader of some big-shot gang, a person's home is their privacy! Just who do you think you are?" That will do, I'm beginning to sound like an irate mother so think it's best to stop and take a couple of deep breaths.

"Chill out Rei. Take a few deep breaths." … Sarcastic bastard. "I didn't actually know this was your house, it just looked like a good tree to climb to get away from Bryan. He's a shit climber. Sorry for 'invading your privacy.'" The last bit was far too insincere for my liking, does he have no morale? I mumble a few things that aren't really words to prove my annoyed-ness, and no, that's not a word.

"Who's Bryan?" I ask in a muttered voice, pissed off at the fact he was being rude to me, he's not really sorry that he's randomly wandering around in people's gardens, he made me drop my notebook that I was sketching in and my leg hurts where he fell on it. But I think he's just about to make everything up to me, because by the look on his face, he wasn't supposed to say anything about this Bryan kid.

"Somebody." I'm more than suspicious now, but I think Red-eyes can tell. He's giving me a look that basically says 'I-dare-you-to-ask-anything-more'… Hey, I can take a hint. Well, this is fun. He's just standing there, ignoring me, and I'm doing exactly the same. What an interesting conversation this is! Maybe I should tell him about how much I want to screw his best friend… It's becoming an attractive idea, telling him I mean. Anything to break the silence.

"I'm going to kill you Hiwatari!" I don't know who that is, but I thank them very much for interrupting my idea about telling Red-eyes all about my Ginge-fantasy. I could have lost my life (not to mention my dignity) over that. That guy sounded like The Falcon… Oh. I get it.

"Falcon's name is Bryan?" I smirk at Kai. He looks less than impressed with me. He appears to have forgotten that I am a very clever boy and can easily put two and two together. I can't help but grin, he doesn't look like a Bryan. He just looks lilac and evil. Maybe his name should be… Um… Never mind. Bryan is fine. So, three down and one to go. By that, I mean the names of the people in Infamous. I know Kai, I know Tala and now I know Bryan. I wonder what MFT is called..? He looks like he should be called Jack or Craig or some other random name like that, but I highly doubt he is. He's not American for a start, so why would he have an American name? Then again… Kai is Russian, but his name is Japanese, I think. I'm not all that well cultured to be honest. Ian was Russian too, the other guy who was in Infamous and got kicked out of school. Hey, maybe all of Infamous are Russian… Why the fuck don't I just ask their gang leader who is currently standing right in front of me? Congrats Rei. Quick thinking. "Are you all Russian?" … Not quite what I meant, but I think he got the gist.

"By 'all' you mean..?" Or maybe not.

"Infamous. Are all of you Russian?" That was better. That's actually how I meant it to come out the first time, but somewhere between my brain and my mouth, a couple of words got lost. He nods. Lovely. "What's the other one called?" Again, not quite how I'd meant it to come out.

"Spencer." Ah, but he understands me! He deserves a prize for that. Not even Tyson can understand some of my random drivel, and he's known me for years! "I take it that is what you meant?" And once again he smirks that 'better-than-you' smirk as I slowly nod, my cheeks reddening slightly. I don't mean to be so dim and barely make sense, it just happens occasionally. A lot, actually.

"Kai, Tala, Bryan and Spencer… And Ian too, I guess." I try to sound clever, like I am keeping track of things, like it? "So that's Red-eyes, Ginge, Falcon, MFT and some short kid I never met…" That I did not mean to say loud enough for him to hear. Oh Kami, he looks like he's going to punch me!

"What… The… Fuck?" He's… He's laughing! God has saved my ass once again! "You have nicknames for us all?" I can't believe myself sometimes, I really am a twonk. He's being so sarcastic toward me (as per usual) but he's also got some weird look in his eyes that I don't like. I think he's planning something, or maybe he's telepathically communicating with me and reading all my thoughts and then telling Ginge how I feel… That would be awful! Back off Red-eyes, these are my thoughts, get your own! I think I'm blushing again. It's probable, considering all the dumbass things I have said and done all in the short space of time since Kai fell into my garden. It's actually impressive that neither of us broke any bones during said fall, I would have been miffed if he'd broken me by crushing me with his body, which is actually rather muscle-ridden, it was quite nice. Okay, shut up Rei, don't even go there. Having disturbingly filthy thoughts about Ginge is one thing, but to go starting on Kai as well would just be awful. I honest think I'm just another horny teenager, thinking things about every hot guy I see.

I just called Kai hot. Damn it! I hate Saturdays. No, I hate Kai. I don't want him here anymore, he's fucking up my head. "Go away Kai, I don't want you here."

"Pardon?" Is it just me or does he actually look slightly (very slightly) hurt by that? His pretty crimson eyes are flicking up and down as though he's trying to think of something to say, but he doesn't say a thing. Sorry Kai… Without making eye contact, I watch him go, with a small pang of guilt hitting me in the chest as the tall blunette strides silently past me and, using a short branch as support, scoots himself over my back fence. I didn't mean to be horrible, I never mean to be horrible, but I suppose when somebody has feelings for you they always take things harder than others. Just two minutes ago, everything was fine. If I could just rewind and take that back, I could actually have had the chance to make friends with the surly teen, but I've really screwed that up now. Sometimes I wish I thought less, if I had, maybe this would have turned out really well. Sigh.

Shit.

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