Title: Dormitory Rules

Author: Queen of Vegetasei

Summary: Yaoi. The night time activities in an all boys prep school were more heinous than Kai originally thought. To preserve his relative innocence he has no choice but to seek sanctuary with Wyatt. Of course, that meant sleeping together.

A/N: I find myself in a habit of writing about the small (but important) things in Kai's daily life. I should make a series of this. Hehehe, I bet we all noticed the suspicious fact that Kai goes to PREP school, packaged with his own cute little admirer. So, on my own fluff whimsy, here's a Kai/Wyatt (god knows why Nelvana named him that) fic.

And many thanks and bowing and scraping to Mistress Black Opal for being my beta/editor (coughslavedrivercough).

There were noises at night. They surrounded him on all sides.

The walls banged annoyingly, the sound of muffled grunts and moans passing through the cheap paper thin walls and practically colliding in a sound wave over his bed.

Kai smashed his face into his pillow, cursing his evil, evil grandfather for sending him here. Prep school would help you make connections invaluable to you in the future! You're education is important, how else will you become my heir!

Kai snorted. It wasn't as if he was far above these idiots mentally and physically already, or that the 'connections' they were making were somewhat dubious in nature. Even if he DID give in and make these so called 'connections' his grandfather's ability to get an heir out of HIM would be decreased with alarming speed.

...not that he liked guys or anything.

Kai grunted and cursed at his lack of control, something he had always been proud of. Why did his hormones choose to rear their ugly heads NOW and alert his body to fairly disturbing needs, when he had spent several years of puberty in blissful ignorance of such things.

The sounds continued, louder if possible.

For god's sake, what was with these guys!

Kai groaned, refusing to acknowledge the throbbing heat in his groin, and grabbed another pillow, pushing that over his head. He felt like he hadn't slept in days. It was pissing him off, and made him even more unapproachable than usual.

Yet despite this, that brown haired kid still hounded after him.

Kai wondered if Wyatt was one of the people doing... things. For all he knew that guy was in a completely different dormitory, and probably just to spite him, one that was peaceful and quiet, not full of hormonally imbalanced teenagers doing god knows what to each other. But that guy did have a disturbing habit of watching him...

Kai dismissed that line of thought immediately, even more disturbed at the hopeful tone his thoughts had taken. It would not do to lower himself to the likes of these imbeciles.

Another barely muffled scream reverberated off his walls.

Kai groaned, digging his face into his pillow. This must be some vindictive scheme of his grandfather's to drive him crazy. He didn't know who he hated more at the moment, those idiots next door, his sadistic bastard of a grandfather or whoever deemed it 'fun' to punish him in such a cruel and unusual way. And most likely, all of the above were currently laughing at him too.

Blocking his ears, Kai tried valiantly for sleep once again.

"I hear he's the top blader in the world."

"Who cares about him being the top blader, with that body he can be on top of anything..."

"He is abnormally good looking isn't he? For a prude that is."

"Prude?"

"As far as I know no one has got him... you know..."

"Ooooh... "

"Then again, he could be just looking down on us as usual."

"Shame about the personality, that."

"Are you guys talking behind Kai's back again?"

The two boys turned to look at the newcomer. "Oh, it's you Wyatt. Waiting for him again?"

The brown haired boy tapped his foot on the ground, arms crossed in annoyance. Despite it being a sport period and the sweltering heat, he was clad in full impeccable uniform, looking entirely out of place in the circle of swimwear-adorned classmates.

Wyatt frowned. "Why don't you cut him some slack? Kai is-"

"Anti-social? A complete bastard? Oh wait, let's go for the obvious, the world's 'best' beyblader. Pffft." The blonde waved the younger boy off. His friend rolled his eyes at him.

"Tomo, quit it. Kai isn't that bad." Wyatt looked slightly appeased by that. The auburn haired boy tilted his head. "We don't mean the things we say, it's just that he's been here for a year now, and half the time he isn't in classes, and he hasn't joined any clubs or tells us anything about himself. He's just... there."

"Looking like an unattainable sex god, right Kesuke?"

"That too."

Wyatt frowned harder. "Kai has-"

"Yeah, yeah, beyblading to do. Whatever." Tomo looked off in the direction of the pool, the wire fencing surrounding it a poor barrier against anyone looking in at the agile young men diving and doing laps in the water. "And speak of the devil... there's prince charming now."

Wyatt immediately switched his stare over to the pool, only to widen slightly when he saw who was pulling out of the water. Or actually, gliding. The pale skin was slightly red from the sun, the lean muscled chest and arms tensing as they worked to bring the boy out of the water, water glistening on the pearlescent skin and dripping in fat droplets off the water logged hair.

"Man oh mercy..." Kesuke murmured.

The blue haired boy slid out of the water with ease, sitting on his legs with small panting breaths. Suddenly, he threw his head back, loosening the water from his hair, and exposing the imposing blue triangle tattooed face and pale, long neck. He rose to his feet, pulling a towel from a nearby chair, drying his hair as he walked around every obstacle in his way... all without opening his eyes.

Which of course made him unaware of the open mouthed stares directed his way.

Tomo, Kesuke and Wyatt gulped all at once as watched Kai heading their way.

"I think that was the first time he's been in the pool," Tomo said a little unsteadily.

"Think he ran out of excuses for it... plus, that pale skin must burn easily." Kesuke answered absentmindedly, watching as Kai passed the doorway through the wire fencing, and still make his way towards them, eyes still closed. He stopped right in front of them.

Tomo and Kesuke couldn't help backing up a step as those eyes opened, the intensity of Kai's scarlet eyes piercing through them, and making them decidedly uncomfortable. They let out a silent breath as those eyes shifted down.

"Wyatt."

"Er... " The brunette opened and closed his mouth, eyes trying desperately not to rove downwards on that scantily clad body. Wyatt cleared his throat. "I was waiting until your sport lesson finished. I thought we could have lunch together... er... " He gestured to the boys behind him. "This is Tomo and Kesuke. They're in my English class."

"I know who they are." The two boys sweatdropped as Kai glanced at them again without moving his head. "Wyatt."

"Yes?"

"Where is the location to your dorm?" Kai ignored Tomo and Kesuke's wide-eyed look.

"Um... " Wyatt's eyes were also wide with surprise. "It's... on the 3rd floor, 7th door on the right... I used to share a room but my roommate moved a few months ago, they moved his bed to another room to make space, so I'm all by myself now." Kai gave him an odd look. Wyatt wanted to bang his head into a wall as he rewound what he just said in his mind. That sounded like preposition even to him. "Why?"

Kai didn't answer verbally, giving a customary grunt before turning around. "Lunch in the classroom."

He was almost half way back to the pool before Wyatt thought to answer back. "Okay!" He turned back to see Kesuke and Tomo fanning themselves. A defensive edge came into his voice. "Quit it you two. He's hot. Anyone with eyes can see that. But he's KAI."

"Yes..." Kesuke said dreamily. "That voice..."

"Those eyes..."

"His hands..."

"AHHHH!" They squealed.

Wyatt didn't even want to know if that was suppose to be a joke or for real. Instead, he backed away slowly.

Moaning. Groaning. Goddamn rutting.

Kai snarled, eyes twitching, as he leapt out of bed and tucked a pillow under his arm. He couldn't stand this anymore. He just couldn't. As much as he didn't want to admit it, he had his innocence to preserve, and that kind of ideology was quickly and surely going down the drain.

Not even bothering with a shirt, he took Dranzer in his other hand, and strode from the room, closing the door silently behind him. With a fiercely determined expression, he ignored all the noises from the other rooms; more muffled outside than in his room, and made his way upstairs, the pillow placed strategically over his hips.

Wyatt would've screamed if a hand wasn't covering his mouth.

"Shh... listen."

His bleary eyes made out the shock of grey hair and the dark crimson eyes in the moonlight, not connecting until a few seconds later on whom they belonged to. When his mind did register the fact that a half naked Kai with a pillow was In His Room, a warm body was already slipping under his covers.

Wyatt didn't even bother to pinch himself. This kind of thing did not happen outside of wet dreams and fantasy porn. He managed to make his throat work, forcing himself to make a logical explanation to this situation.

"I don't hear anything Kai, what-"

Kai was smiling. Kai. Was. Smiling.

Now Wyatt was sure beyond anything this was not real.

"Exactly. Nothing. The joy of silence." Kai was smiling at him, and they were sharing bed covers. This was utterly surreal. "Night."

Wyatt watched those eyes close in obvious bliss, his mouth opening and closing, though nothing would come out. Kai's hands cradled a familiar blue shape. They were so close that their hair brushed across each other's foreheads in the limited space provided by the bed. Wyatt could fell the heat off Kai's body channelling all the way through his pyjamas and giving him goosebumps on his skin. He stared, fighting the urge to just reach out and touch this mythological creature.

Half naked Kai in his bed. Moonlight glowing off that pearlescent skin. Thick lashes closed and fluttering slightly. Lips parted in small breaths. Hair, soft like feathers brushing across his forehead.

Wyatt swallowed and closed his eyes. Kai probably doesn't think anything of this at all. He's new to a boarding school. He probably doesn't read anything into this. So you won't try anything. Even if he is RIGHT THERE.

Wyatt swallowed, turning away, his whole body seemingly in heat, and tried fitfully to fall asleep.

"Hey, I saw Kai coming out of your room this morning..." A leering look crossed Tomo's face. "So...details?"

Wyatt immediately went beat red. "Nothing happened. He came to my room in the night, and left in the morning before I woke up."

"Yes, yes, but we want the parts in between..." Kesuke sidled in, straddling a chair.

"Nothing happened. We slept."

"Slept? Or slept together?" Tomo wiggled his eyebrows.

Wyatt shook his head, "We slept, as in sleeping, as in falling asleep, as in not doing anything but going into the land of unconscious sleep. And HOW did you see Kai coming out of my rooms... and how do you seem to know where he is all the time anyway!"

Kesuke smiled knowingly. "Possessive ain't he?"

Tomo nodded. "It's very simple my good man, we're stalking him." Wyatt's eyebrows disappeared in his hairline. "Right now he's near the water way, beyblading with that team of his."

"He is?" Wyatt suddenly turned subdued. "Oh."

Tomo frowned. That wasn't the reaction he was hoping for. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Shouldn't we listen to the teacher or something?" The teacher in fact had been droning on all this time.

Kesuke cupped his chin with a hand. "Hmm… you do seem less... Wyatt-like than usual. Something happened that you haven't told us? We are after all your best friends."

"You guys aren't even close to being my best friends. You just keep bugging me for Kai details," Wyatt muttered.

Tomo slung an arm over Wyatt's shoulder. "And if you can't share a bond of infatuation over one guy with another person, how can you call them friends?" Tomo lifted his arm off quickly as the teacher looked their way. "So what's wrong?" He whispered in a lower voice.

"You haven't been the beyblade fanatic we all hated and were sick of as of recently. You practically worshipped Kai a few months ago, and now you're all... meh," Kesuke noted.

"I just... don't really feel like beyblading anymore," Wyatt answered quietly. Flashes of a white dragon seared the sky, an answering swirl of energy and screaming raving through his mind. Power, power in its purest form fuelling his mind and pouring into that majestic beast. A howling wind. Screaming, screaming. Was that him that was screaming?

Tomo looked worried as a glazed look entered Wyatt's face. He patted the boy hard on the back, and was thankful when the look went in a wince of pain. "Look, forget it, sorry we brought it up."

Wyatt nodded, shaking his head clear of those thoughts, and forced a smile. "I told you it's nothing."

They looked at him speculatively before turning to finally listen to the teacher.

Wyatt couldn't sleep. He stared restlessly at his ceiling, wondering why he was even expecting a repeat of last night. Kai probably only did it on a whim, and there was very unlikely chance that it would happen again. It isn't as if they had exchanged beyond the "Hi," from him and the normal acknowledging nod from Kai today. They had not spoken at all of last night.

Wyatt pulled his blankets up around him, suddenly cold. Kai didn't seem angry. If he had done anything Kai didn't seem like the kind of person to take him up on it either. The guy would probably ignore it and him rather than blow up about it.

Wyatt drew his arms around himself, remembering the treasured memory of Kai's arms around him after what happened with Cyber Dragoon. It was a dim memory however, even if he had been shot out of his mind, he could still feel Kai's arms around him, the cool warmth of that protective hold and the soft worry in those eyes. Only for him.

It was that memory that lasted him through the strange recurring nightmares that frequented his nights. There was someone who genuinely cared for him, someone who would protect him and most of all, someone who he could depend on no matter what.

Wyatt jumped as he heard the door opening in a barely whispered creak and a shadow slipped gracefully into his room. His heart raced while he tried frantically to untangle himself from his limbs.

Red eyes, almost black in the darkness were looking at him in a silent plea.

Wyatt gulped and nodded, scooting over to the far side of the bed. The added warmth heated his skin, adding to the burning sensation in his cheeks as Kai's bare chest pressed into his back. He had not bothered bringing a pillow this time. They were sharing a pillow!

"I'm sorry." Wyatt shivered as Kai's breath brushed his ear. "I'm intruding aren't I?"

"No... it's... okay. Really," he whispered back.

"It's quiet here."

"Yeah." Did his voice break? He could barely stop himself from shaking every time Kai breathed on him. He could feel the goosebumps coming into existence all over his skin.

"Can I have some of the blanket?" Why was he being so infuriatingly polite?

Wyatt gladly relinquished claim over the blanket, his skin feeling on fire as he brushed over the coolness of Kai's skin. Suddenly they were face to face, those dark red eyes staring back at him half lidded and sexy beyond belief. Wyatt could practically feel his face glowing.

"Night." Kai's voice was soft with none of the usual menacing undertones, looking impossibly cute as those eyes fluttered shut, his breathing evening out almost immediately.

Wyatt breathed out a sigh relief... or disappointment. His eyes locked onto the cradled form of Dranzer in Kai's hands with another sigh. He was not as overly fond of that blade as he used to be. Before it used to be something unattainable and perfect. Now, it was a symbol of his downfall, the thing that caused him to lose Kai's trust as well as the thing that competed with him to be top in Kai's heart. It was pathetic envying an inanimate object, but there you go.

Wyatt wondered if Kai would wake up if he gave in and touched him, to wrap his arms around that alabaster skin. Or if Kai would mind if he did. But he wasn't brave enough for that kind of thing if the hotness of his cheeks was any indication. He was mortified just thinking about touching him. He would probably die if he actually went through with it. God knows how embarrassed he would be if Kai woke up and caught him as well.

Sighing quietly to himself, Wyatt closed his eyes, contenting in the knowledge that Kai at least trusted him to share a bed, as friends if not anything else. One step at a time.

"He slept in your room again," Tomo accused.

Wyatt flushed, the familiar reply already on his tongue, almost like a reflex now, "Nothing happened."

Kesuke frowned, "He's been sleeping in your room for a week Wyatt. He spends more time in YOUR room than in class!" The boy gestured pointedly at Kai's empty seat.

Tomo narrowed his eyes; his blonde bangs shadowing them menacingly. "You can't possibly conceive how insanely jealous I am right now."

"Nothing happened," Wyatt muttered.

Kesuke thought for a moment and nodded, "I have to agree there Tomo, that is the sound of one sexually frustrated guy."

"Oi!"

"Kesuke has a point, you should get yourself over to our floor sometime... " Tomo stated.

"Guys…" Wyatt felt his face heat up again. "You know I can't just... "

"Everyone else in your floor does it. Haven't you noticed how quiet it is at night? Everyone is in someone else's room, or they're actually SLEEPING." Kesuke tapped a fist onto his palm. "Now I see. No wonder Kai's been going over there, the first two floors have been unofficially tagged as the... well... y'know, and Kai's is full of the upperclassmen. We all know what they get up to at night. Wyatt lives on third, and since those who actually want sleep go up there... ah... "

"Makes a very perverted sense Kesuke, and not to mention it makes me feel a helluva lot better." Tomo grinned. "Kai doesn't stay in school enough to know the unspoken dormitory rules and he doesn't get on with anyone else other than Wyatt here so he couldn't ask for a quick room swap like we do."

"You guys would probably pounce on him if he asked you," Wyatt said darkly.

"That too," Tomo readily agreed.

"Look, Kai and I are only- " Wyatt cut himself off as he felt the wind shift, and spun toward the window. His eyes widened at whom was standing on the ledge, panic and confusion infusing in his mind as the boy dropped inside the classroom quietly. "Rei! What are you doing here!" He hissed, making wild gestures with his hands as Rei sat down on the ground, out of view, against the wall.

The Chinese boy gave him a disarming smile. "Hey Wyatt, I'm just looking for Kai."

"Wyatt, who's he?" Tomo whispered in his ear, awe spread all over his features. "He's the prettiest guy I've ever seen."

Wyatt pushed Tomo out of his personal space, whispering back, "I thought Kai was the prettiest guy you've ever seen."

"No," Kesuke cut in, with a small bow of his head in greeting in Rei's direction, "Kai's the hottest guy he's ever seen."

"So... " Rei took a look around. "Kai isn't here then?" He looked disappointed. "Damn." The thick, lush, black bangs fell over his iridescent gold eyes, the almost feminine shoulders moving in a small sigh. A hand came up to play with the tips of his hair, bound in the usual rope.

Tomo was nearly hurting himself not to coo with the adorability. Instead he commented, "Wow, your hair is so long."

Rei flashed another glowing smile, though smaller than the first. "Yeah, I've been growing it all my life. It's almost 4 feet now." He turned to look at Wyatt. "Do you know where Kai is?"

Wyatt shook his head. "I thought he was training with you guys. This is Tomo and Kesuke by the way, they probably know." He gestured at each of the boys, matching them with their names.

Kesuke shrugged, and looked a little put out he couldn't help the gorgeous bishounen, "Sorry, we thought what Wyatt thought, otherwise he would be training on his own."

Rei sighed again. "Okay. It's just that Max's little boyfriend came from overseas, and he's spending all week showing him around, and Tyson's off with his 'friend'," Rei did quotation marks with his fingers, "Zeo. And you know how Kenny doesn't go out of the realm of his computer. I was hoping me and Kai could get some actual training done."

Wyatt felt a pang resound in his chest. Was that... jealousy? "Sorry Rei, we don't know where he is."

Rei darted a quick look in the teacher's direction and stood with fluid cat-like grace. "That's okay. I'll see if I can find him. See ya, Wyatt."

"Bye." Wyatt watched in light surprise as Rei just jumped out of the window and disappeared.

"Have I told you I hate you recently?" Tomo asked. Wyatt shook his head, looking confused. "Well I hate you. No guy should be lucky enough to hang out with the two most gorgeous guys in all of Japan." Kesuke nodded in agreement.

Wyatt sighed.

After his shower, Kai didn't even bother going to his own room, instead making his way directly up the stairs into Wyatt's. He felt a pang of guilt for imposing on his friend (well, he considered Wyatt a friend) like this. Kai knew Wyatt didn't get much sleep. That guy probably wasn't used to sharing a bed with another person. The boy was in a fairly expensive prep school; meaning Wyatt's family was probably pretty well off. He probably had a large bed all of his own at home or something, and since he didn't have any siblings or ever had to train and travel as much as he did, he wasn't used to having another person on the same bed.

Kai stopped outside the door, his hand raised to knock as it was still pretty early, and hesitated.

It was perfectly fine for him since he was used to sharing space from the cramped cots of the abbey to the small BBA hotel rooms the Bladebreakers had to share. Wyatt however was clearly losing sleep because of him since this sleeping arrangement had started two weeks ago.

On the other hand, he loathed the idea of asking for his Grandfather to change rooms. He hated asking that old bastard for anything since that would mean he owed him something.

Kai stared at the closed door. But it was nice of Wyatt certainly. He never had a friend that he made all on his own.

The door opened with his hand in mid knock.

"Kai, you're early." Wyatt looked faintly surprised, helplessly blinking at the sight of half naked Kai in the light. He felt himself blush, quickly turning away to hide it. "Ah, do you want some tea?"

Kai blinked, and nodded, allowing himself a quick once over the other boy's body, abnormally only wearing pyjama bottoms. Wyatt's skin was nowhere near as pale as his own, but it had the milky glow of naturally tan skin without regular exposure to the sun. He glanced away quickly, steering himself from thoughts of Wyatt's skin of all things.

He sat down awkwardly on the small lounge chair provided in all rooms, watching as Wyatt served two cups of Japanese tea.

"You don't swim."

Wyatt looked at him, again with that expression of surprise. "Neither do you Kai, at least not much," he countered with a timid smile.

Kai shrugged. "I burn easily."

Wyatt nodded. "Your skin is very pale." Pink tinged his cheeks as he realised he just made it obvious he was staring at Kai's chest. "I don't... I can't swim." Wyatt took a sip of his tea to calm his nerves, and then corrected himself. "Well, I can swim, but I can't. I'm allergic to the chlorine in the school's pool." He cupped his cup with both hands, smiling slightly. "We have a salt water pool at home and there's always the beach, but since we aren't allowed out of school much, I don't get much chance to swim."

Kai nodded. "Ah."

Wyatt noticed Kai's empty hands. "Where's Dranzer?"

Kai looked down, and flexed his hand. "At the Chief's. It was damaged in training. Kenny also wants to make some better adjustments." He lifted a cup carefully from its saucer, and took a polite sip.

"Oh." Wyatt flushed red as Kai set his cup down, a pink tongue darting out to lick his lips. He swallowed, and hoped he wasn't as obvious as he felt he was. "Ah, Kai, I've been meaning to ask you... " He wanted to ask Kai why he was here. Not that he didn't like it. It took him a whole day to get up the nerve to ask Kai. But right now, his nerves failed him.

"Hm?" Kai stood, walking over to the bed, and very carefully peeled back the covers.

Wyatt watched as Kai slipped beneath the blankets, those red eyes looking at him questioningly. "Nm, never mind."

He was suddenly struck with how trusting and innocent that red stare was. It made him feel all warm and gooey inside.

Pushing aside thoughts of asking Kai anything, Wyatt smiled, setting his own cup down, turning off the lights as he walked past the wall. He felt totally content wrapped up in their shared blanket, Kai's voice murmuring a soft and familiar, "Night," with a warm breath of air across his cheek, lulling him into slumber.

It really didn't get any better than this.

In dreams you can't really remember anything. It was sweet and fluffy. One moment you dream of one thing and suddenly it would morph into something else. The change you wouldn't notice until much later, when the dream had played itself out.

But it was a nice dream.

He dreamed of a boy, who was so unlike him, who slept in clouds far above his own cloud. He would climb the skies to reach this boy but he would always be too far away, just slightly out of reach.

But it was still a nice dream because the boy would call out to him and urge him on, and smile at him.

He wanted to reach that place so he could see that smile close up.

It was a special smile that he knew was only for him.

So he kept trying, drifting with the clouds and climbing the heavens.

But every time he would reach the boy, only one cloud away, he would get distracted by that smile. The boy's hand would reach for him, would pull him up.

But he could never catch that hand and hold on. The smile would always distract him, dazzling him, and he would fall.

He would see the boy smiling at him again, far away, and he would try again.

Wyatt always woke up with a faint feeling of disappointment in himself, Kai's cooling heat still in the blankets though the other boy would be nowhere in sight.

He smiled, made his bed and got up.

"Hey Wyatt! Long time no see dude!" Tyson's ever-hyper figure bounced up and down, his voice loud even from all the way on the other side of the park. Wyatt waved back and ran up to greet them.

"Wyatt! Hi! How have you been!" Max grinned at him with brilliant exuberance as always.

"Er... good." Shrugging, the brunette turned his head to watch as a green haired boy battled against Rei. Kai stood like a statue nearby, his arms crossed, and generally looking cool.

Tyson followed his gaze. "Oh, that's Zeo. You don't know him cause we met him during the World Tournament and you were still in school for most of that. HEY ZEO! COME INTRODUCE YOURSELF!"

"AHHHH! TYSON YOU MADE ME LOSE!"

Wyatt burst out laughing, glad to be among friends. The green haired boy came up to him with a happy running bounce while Kai took his place against Rei. He couldn't help but notice how long the boy's hair was, or just how unusually bright and well, good-looking he was.

Zeo clasped his hand and shook his furiously. "Hi! I'm Zeo. You must be Wyatt! Kai has told me so much about you! Well, as much as Kai tells anything really! But he talks about you more than other things... except beyblading, but that's still really cool!"

Wyatt's face was beet red. Kai talked about him? "H-hi. Nice to meet you."

Zeo flashed another smile and then went over to Kenny, who was recording data as always. "Okay! Chief! Boost me up! What was wrong! Except Tyson interrupting that is... "

The small chestnut coloured computer freak pulled out a cord connected to his laptop. "Hold on, hold on will ya?"

Wyatt's eyes widened when Zeo plugged HIMSELF in.

"Don't worry about that." Max steered him around. "So Wyatt, what has you coming all the way here to enjoy our fine company?"

"Just bored I guess. Today is one of those holidays where parents come to talk about grades and stuff. But mine are working, and they live quite far away so they couldn't come. It's a free day for me." 'Kai never has anyone look in on him either. I wonder why is that?' Tyson put an arm around Wyatt's shoulders, seeing how sad the boy seemed.

"Good, then you can have fun with us! Plus anything is better than talking about GRADES." Tyson's cheerfulness was absolutely contagious.

"How come you guys aren't in school anyways?" Wyatt asked.

Max shrugged. "Home schooled in America."

"Chief is too smart for school anyway, he's heaps ahead. Zeo doesn't need to cause he's home schooled too. Rei... well, I don't know about Rei, and Kai goes to your school. I just don't wanna," Tyson declared.

"You can bet Hilary is gonna have his head for that later," Max joked. Wyatt laughed along with him.

"Walk with me." Wyatt spun around and nearly collided with Kai. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Rei with a devastated, then determined expression as he launched his blade, now against Max. Wyatt nodded, and followed as Kai started to head off into the more forested parts of the park.

They made their way down the path in silence, the sandy shores of the beach swiftly coming into view.

"Why did you come Wyatt?"

"Don't you... like me here?" Wyatt replied after a while, slightly hurt.

"It isn't that." Kai frowned. "I've noticed you don't like beyblading as much as you used to."

Wyatt stopped and crossed his arms, a wry smile on his face. "Can you blame me?"

Kai shook his head. "You don't like being around them anymore," he said simply.

Wyatt said nothing.

"So why did you come?" Kai turned around to face him, looking genuinely perplexed.

Wyatt stared up at those crimson red eyes, quite disbelieving that Kai didn't know, or felt insecure enough to have to ask. He suddenly wanted to hug him he was so cute. "Kai, you're my friend. I like spending time with you."

Kai nodded, his bangs covering those eyes as he looked down. "I know that. But you..." Wyatt could see him scowl, but he knew it wasn't directed at him. "You... call out to me sometimes... when you're asleep."

Wyatt could hear a small 'boom' in his head as all the blood rushed into his cheeks, and he could faintly smell the smoke coming out of his ears. "I... ah... "

Kai's pale cheeks were faintly flushed pink. "It isn't anything... you know. But you call out to me like you can't reach me, but you want to. It's... " He was lost for words, and then, quite disbelieving of the heat in his own cheeks went straight to the point. "Wyatt... do you like me?"

Wyatt opened and closed his mouth like a fish, the red spreading all the way down his neck and to the tips of his glowing ears. Those gentle eyes were staring at him again; pale cheeks flushed a light pink across his nose. Kai looked absolutely lost and adorable. Wyatt sucked in a deep calming breath and nodded, feeling as if he might explode.

Kai just stared at him.

Before he lost his nerve, Wyatt stepped closer and wrapped his arms around Kai's neck, pressing their lips together.

The world stood on standstill, and all Wyatt could feel was Kai's soft lips on his.

Then Kai broke it, pulling Wyatt's hands from his neck and stepping away, his eyes wide.

Wyatt watched as the other boy opened and closed his mouth as if he felt the need to speak though no words came out. A faint sense of horror came about him when Kai spun around, an arm coming to cover his eyes.

"K-Kai..." Wyatt's hand lifted as if to catch him, but it was useless since the other boy was already tearing down the beach away from him, running as if his life depended on it. Wyatt's hand dropped limply down to his side.

His eyes were wide.

'Oh. My. God.'

Finis.

A/N: Opal is evil for making me end it here.