Disclaimer: Still haven't figured how to buy the rights to Beyblade...anyone know where I go to purchase them? Google's got nothing.

Thank-you to aquabeauty, Tyka's Flower (you're still my number 1 fan) and Tenshi no Hikaru for reviewing and to all of you who have joined us for chapter 2.

THE BIRTH OF BREACH: So, I was at about chapter 45 in Borderline when I realized I had a huge plot hole...I had no idea what had happened to Kai's father. So I went to Nawmay's work, slammed down my books and said "Help! I've run into a wall." So for the next 2 hours, Nawmay and I sat down and planned out parts of Breach. Nawmay helped come up with a lot of good ideas for this story so here's his credit. Thank-you Nawmay for putting up with my antics and helping with this series.

I'll shut-up now and let you enjoy the second chapter.

Warnings: None. Relax, this is meant to be a fun chapter.

BANG!

Tala jumped backwards and barely caught himself, steadying his hold on the 5ft ladder. He and everyone else in the room glared at the blonde who gave a sheepish grin. "Sorry guys, overfilled a balloon." He tossed the broken yellow piece of rubber over his shoulder before reaching into the balloon bag and pulled out a red balloon and began to to fill it with his hot breath.

Tala sighed and pinned the corner of the "Happy Birthday" banner to the wall. He carefully stepped off the ladder and took a few steps backward to inspect his handiwork. "...It's crooked."

Knowing how his boyfriend's OCD could get, Bryan jumped down from the other ladder and placed his arms around Tala's narrow shoulders, gently pulling him into an embrace. "Eh, it's Tyson. He won't notice or care."

"He really won't." chimed Ray as he pinned up a party streamer. "He'll be looking for the cake."

"So Tyson has no clue that any of us are here?" asked Max ask he tied a blue balloon.

"No. Kai said he wanted everything to be a surprise." answered Tala, still glaring at his shoddy handiwork.

"So is he pretending that he forgot Tyson's birthday?" asked Ray with concern. Tyson could turn into a dramatic premadonna if he felt like he was being ignored.

"Nah, Sunshine gave Tyson the day off of work. The last thing he wants is a pissed off boyfriend." Bryan chuckled.

"Well that's good at least." said Max as he started blowing up another balloon, half-way through though he stopped and looked around the room. "Hey, where's the Chief?"

"Kai said something about Kenny and Hilary having classes and joining us for the party later." answered Tala. Finally deciding to give up on the banner, he started helping the nekojin with the rest of the streamers.

"Good, cause it wouldn't be the same without him." Max said with a smile.

"I know what you mean." said Ray, nodding in recognition.

Bryan's eyes shifted between the two. "Is there something I'm missing?"

"Tyson's birthday just so happens to be the day that the Bladebreakers became a team." explained the raven-haired male.

"Yeah, so Ray and I always try to make it back to Japan every year for it. It always surprises Tyson, because we never tell him."

"God, that's so sweet I can feel my teeth decaying." Max attacked Bryan with a balloon playfully.

Ding!

"Oh! The cake's done!" Ray climbed down from his ladder and grabbed the apron off the chair. He fastened it around his waist as he headed for the kitchen. The rest of the gang followed him and watched as he took two pans of chocolate cake out of the oven. The rich aroma of chocolate wafted into the room, making everyone's mouths salivate. Leaving them to cool, he skilfully began to combine the butter and icing sugar to make his signature buttercream frosting. He reached for the blue food colouring, but hesitated.

"What's wrong Ray? Trying to figure out which colour is best? Because I'm pretty sure Tyson likes red." asked Max.

"It's just...I was going to have a mini-dragoon wrapping around the cake, but-"

The room went silent.

They had all coped differently with their losses. Max had gone back to America to help his mother with her research to see if there was a way they could bring back their bitbeasts. Ray had moved back home because it made him feel closer to Drigger, and spent his days training and teaching kids how to blade.

They all had been concerned about Kai. Tyson had told them that he had Dranzer since birth and they had all seen his tears as Dranzer faded away. They had been expecting him to leave. Go to Russia. Go anywhere. Just slip into some deep training regimen and disappear. But he stayed. Kept Tyson and everyone close. Sure, he had buried himself with work, but they would've been more worried if he hadn't.

But Tyson- Tyson had been another story completely. Not only had he continued volunteering in the Beyblade Community, but his cheery, upbeat attitude hadn't once faltered. Deep down, he truly believed that he would see Dragoon again, one way or another. His indomitable spirit was probably the only thing that was keeping everyone sane. He had given them all hope. It didn't matter if they saw their bitbeasts 5 years from now or 60; They would see them again.

Max smiled. "You should do it Ray. I think he would appreciate it."

Ray instantly brightened. "You're right Maxie." With that, he grabbed the blue dye, squeezed in a generous amount and stirred it until it was a deep royal blue. Trying to change the subject he asked, "So Max, how are things with Rick?"

Max sighed and smiled. "He's a bigger handful than Tyson."

Ray thought about his own pink-haired angel that was waiting for him back home and laughed. "I know what you mean."

Bryan pulled up a chair and placed it between his legs. "Ooooh. Is it gossip time?"

Ray and Max eyed the silver-haired psychopath with suspicion.

"Oh c'mon! Who am I gonna tell? I live in Russia! The only people I talk to are Spencer, who is boring as fuck and Ian, who ignores all of my advice and this guy." he thumbed over to Tala, whose will had crumbled and was trying to fix the banner. "Whose only good gossip contains they words "Kai and Tyson"."

"Dude. You need to get out more."

"The last time I let him out by himself, he punched 2 people for running into him and made a little girl cry by telling her that the tooth fairy doesn't exist."

"Harsh."

"She was being a bully and bragging that she had better teeth than the kid she was picking on because she got $5.00 per tooth, instead of $2.00." he scoffed.

That was thing about Bryan. He gave no shits. He was completely docile when Tala was around, but neither Max nor Ray wanted to meet the madman in a dark alleyway.

Deciding that Bryan had a point, Max asked, "How do you and Tala not get on each other's nerves?"

Bryan cracked open a can of pop. "Oh we do."

"You do?" asked Ray.

"Yup."

"How do you cope?"

"Simple." Max and Ray leaned in closer and Tala stopped what he was doing to listen in. "Tala takes my dick so far up his ass, that people 3 blocks down have screamed at us to shut-up."

Max's mouth dropped.

"Bryan!" Tala's face was redder than his hair.

"What?! It's true! The sex during an argument is just so raw and passionate."

"Wait. You have sex during an argument?" asked Ray.

"Yeah." The Russian's face was one of indifference, like they were discussing something as trivial as the weather.

"Bryan! Shut-up!"

"They asked a question and I answered it!"

"Keep our sex life out of it!" Tala's face could put the Kool-aid man to shame.

Bryan gave a sly grin. "Oh? You don't seem to care who knows about it when your legs are over my shoulders in your office."

Tala somehow became even redder. "Shut. Up."

Bryan gave a predatory grin. "Make me."

Max looked at Tala's fuming face and Bryan's smug one, and sighed. This just proved that every relationship had their challenges and sometimes calling your lover on their shit was the best way to handle it.

Tala's hand was around Bryan's collar, his fist ready to make contact with his visage when Max leaped up. "I get it now! Thank-you!"

The lovers looked at each other with identical looks of confusion. "Um...don't sweat it kid." Bryan took the opportunity to worm his way out of Tala's grip, while Ray stared at Max bewildered. He would have to talk to the blonde later about whatever relationship secret he had just uncovered. For now though, he went back to decorating the cake. He wanted to blow Tyson away.

"Oh yeah, how did your trip to Cuba go?" Max asked Tala.

The red-head sighed dreamily. "Wonderful. I wished I never left."

Bryan snickered. "Yeah, he cried for about a week when we got back. Hell, he even gets nightmares about paperwork."

Tala sighed and tilted his head back. "If Sourpuss ever grants me another vacation, I am faking my death and never coming back."

Ray laughed. "Well you could try, but knowing Kai, he'd fly out to Cuba and bring you home himself and give you paperwork for the next two weeks just for punishment."

Tala groaned. "The scary thing is, you're right."

There was a knock at the door and Max rushed to answer it. Outside a 6ft tall Daichi was standing on the door step, still wearing torn jeans and carrying his bindle with a huge smile. "Hey, so when is this party starting?"

"Mr. Dickenson, a Tyson Kinomiya is here to see you."

The director of the BBA pushed the blinking button on his telephone "Send him in." He leaned back in his black director's chair, his aged eyes glancing up to the picture on the wall of 5 boys winning their first championship. In fact, it was on this very day that the Bladebreakers became a team. He eyed the date on the calendar sitting at the corner of his desk. November 23rd. There was something else important about this date as well...but he couldn't remember for the life of him. He wheeled his chair over to the file cabinet and pulled out the Bladebreaker file. He was reading Tyson's file when he read: DOB- November 23rd.

Ah! So that's what it was!

That's when the door burst open and in walked Tyson in all his glory.

Mr. Dickenson squinted for a moment, and glanced at the team portrait on the wall. Gone was Tyson's chubby cheeks, and he looked...mature. Honestly, if it hadn't been for his signature baseball hat and loud way of dress, he probably would've mistaken Tyson for one of his staff. Then the man smiled and the director could see that thirteen year old again.

"Yo, s'up Mr. D? Do I have something on my face or what?"

At that the old man gave a hearty laugh. "You never change Tyson. Happy birthday m'boy! What gives me the pleasure of seeing you here?"

Tyson beamed. "Well Kai gave me the day off work, so I figured I would come over here and teach the kids some secrets of the masters."

"Well the BBA is yours to roam. I think the youngsters may keep you on your toes."

"Really?! I'm looking for a challenge." His eyes cast down to the floor for a moment. "Oh, and I wanted to thank you too Mr. Dickenson."

The chairman blinked. "Thank me? What for?"

"For standing with us when Kai and I stepped out of the closet. I know you dealt with a lot of flack for it. So just...thank-you."

"Anytime Tyson. The BBA welcomes all individuals from the world over. If anything, thank-you Tyson. We have officially partnered with LGBTQ Communities from all over the globe and a nice lesbian couple wants to be entered in the World Championships later this year. I've had the privilege of seeing them in action and they're very good."

"That's sweet Mr. D."

"Speaking of the World Championships, will you or Kai be entering this year?"

Tyson became silent and cast his eyes to the floor, as his bangs shadowed his face. "We're not sure yet. We're thinking about forgoing the tournament this year and do a bit of travelling instead to learn new beyblade skills. You understand, right?"

Mr. Dickenson's face softened. "I daresay m'boy, but it sounds like you're both thinking about retiring."

"Well I'm not...Can't say the same for Kai though." Tyson sighed. "But if he does, I'm sure it will only be for a few years or so, then he'll miss it and I'll drag him back, you'll see!"

They say that smiles wield power, and the smile Tyson gave made him want to beleive in whatever the bluenette said.

"Awww yeah! That's why I'm the champion!" said Tyson proudly as his opponent picked up his fallen blade.

"EX- World Champion, remember?" piped up a little girl with brown pigtails.

"Yeah, Kai Hiwatari beat you!" said the boy next to her, pointing his little chubby finger at him accusingly.

Tyson folded his arms over his chest and turned his nose up cockily. "Yeah, but I'll beat him next time! Just you wait! I'll reclaim my title and we'll all see who the champion really is!" He pointed his blade at the kid. "So how about? Think you have what it takes to take on the former 3-time World Champion?"

"Yeah, but if I win, you gotta introduce me to Kai!" said the boy, readying his blade.

"Heh, no sweat kid." said Tyson as he snapped on his blade. Really, he should be resting. If his doctor was here, she would no doubt yell at him and personally drag his ass home. However, Misa had given him really good painkillers. Plus today was his birthday. There was absolutely no way he wasn't going to play the sport he loved.

Overall he had a fantastic morning. Kai had woken him up with a kiss and breakfast in bed, before announcing that he had the day off. Kai had kept his schedule clear so he didn't have to go in until 10:00, so they spent the morning curled up watching a movie together. His phone kept going off from everyone wishing him happy birthday, including Grandpa who had sang his corny "Happy Birthday" song.

I mean, his ribs still burned and he felt like he was being stabbed every once in awhile, but it was nothing he couldn't handle.

The children created a circle around them and the beydish. It was time to put his blade where his mouth was. "3...2...1! Let it rip!"

The boy's launch was sloppy, causing it to lose rotation as soon as it hit the dish. The child sank to his knees. "Awww nuts!" Just as he was about to run from embarrassment, he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Cheer up kid, you're just a little too tense in your shoulders. Here, let me show you." said the former champion, offering his hand.

Realizing he was going to get a proper lesson from a legend, the child wiped his eyes and accepted the hand up. "Tense in the shoulders?"

Grateful that this kid was open to advice, Tyson went into full teaching mode. He placed his hands on the boy's shoulders. "Ok, take a deep breath and let it out." The boy did as instructed and at once his shoulders loosened. "Good. Now just open your legs so their shoulder-width apart, so that way you have better balan-"

"Get your hands off my son!"

Everyone's heads snapped around to see a chubby woman with dark brown hair pulled into a ponytail marching across the field to where they were standing. The boy groaned, "Here we go..." before his arm was snatched by his mother.

"How dare a dirty faggot like you be near children! Spreading your gay disease! Do you have any respect for people?" Her screeching was loud enough for the entire facility to hear.

Tyson narrowed his eyes. Since he and Kai had come out, they had encountered homophobes, so-called "good natured" Christians, and several sponsors had pulled out of the BBA. When he and Kai were out in public and one of these ignorant people felt the need to say something, the infamous "Hiwatari Deathglare" would usually be enough to shut them up. But Tyson's death glare couldn't match Kai's, no matter how many daggers he glared, so he had a different approach:

"Woah, jeez lady settle down!" He said, raising his arms in defence. "I was just showing your son the proper beyblading stance."

"No! You had your fingers all over him! I won't let you turn him gay!"

Tyson couldn't help himself, he started laughing. "'Turn him gay'? That's totally not how it works at all!" His face became serious. "No one turned me gay, I was born this way. So what if I love another dude? I'm still the same person I've always been."

"I won't let you steal my son's innocence you freak of nature!"

"What's going on here?" boomed a sharp, scolding voice.

Everyone's heads turned to see a man standing with his arms crossed, puffing out his muscles. He wearing a white, sleeveless shirt underneath a black vest. A pair of black jeans hugged his narrow hips, accentuating his long legs. A red and gold phoenix pendant gleamed in the light of the setting sun. Seeing the blue shark fin's painted on his face, several whispers rose from the crowd of children as the figure steadily approached.

"It's Kai!"

"Oh man I don't want to be that kid's mom right now."

"I heard he won a match just by staring at his opponent."

"I heard he killed a man just by staring into his eyes."

The woman's face washed over in relief. "Oh thank God! Please help me sir! This man was molesting my child!"

Enraged, Tyson bellowed, "What? I did no such thing!"

Several of the children face palmed. This lady had no idea who she was talking to.

"You sure about that?" asked the Russian as he stepped forward. "Because I've been watching for the last 10 minutes and the only thing that I've seen is you bully and harass him."

The woman took a step back, clutching her child closer. This wasn't going as well as she hoped. "He is a monster! Someone like him shouldn't be allowed near little boys!"

"Oh really? By that logic, shouldn't you not be allowed near them either? And what if he was straight? By your logic, wouldn't that mean he wasn't allowed near little girls? 'Cause there's plenty of kids from both genders right here."He said coolly, gesturing to the kids in the crowd.

"B-But THAT'S DIFFERENT!" screamed the woman.

"No, it's not." Kai stepped forward, his broad figuring towering over the woman. "Tyson is not a pedophile because he's gay. Now get out of my sight before I call the cops and report you for defamation of character."

Speechless, the women shot the men a dirty look before pulling her son away. "But mom I want to learn how to play Beyblade!"

"Not from faggots you're not!"

"But mom! Kai and Tyson are the best in the world! I'll never get an opportunity like this again!"

"You will play football and learn to like it Timmy!"

Kai cast his gaze at the other adults who had stopped what they were doing to watch the scene before them. "Anyone else have a problem with Tyson or I being gay?!" Immediately everyone shook their heads and went back to whatever they were doing.

Tyson smiled up at his boyfriend. "Thanks Kai, but I had it handled."

"Tyson, she was ready to call the cops on you. I stepped in when I saw her reaching for her cellphone."

Tyson's face whitened. "Oh." A tugging on his shirt made him look down, and he saw an adorable little girl with blonde curls and giant blue eyes. He knelt down so he was at her level. "Hey sweetie, how can I help you?"

"What does molested mean?"

Tyson sweat dropped and looked up to see Kai's equally horrified face. How were they going to get out of this one?

The pair didn't get home until 7:00pm after having a massive beybattle. The older kids in the group had offered to distract the younger ones if they could have a beybattle with the champion duo and a autograph. A deal that was too good to pass up. Unfortunately once they had individually spun with the 30 kids, they demanded to see a beybattle between the veterans.

The match ended in Kai's favour, and both of them were exhausted, but Tyson was still smiling. "Y'know today was one of the best birthdays I have ever had. Thank-you Kai!"

Kai smiled tenderly and captured his lips in a sweet kiss. "There's one more thing that I have planned for you."

"Oh? A cake?" asked the bluenette hopefully.

"Why don't you see for yourself?" said Kai as he held the door open for his lover. Tyson entered the house and turned on the light.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TYSON!"

Chocolate brown eyes became misty as his eyes sweeped around the room. "Tala, Bryan, Daichi, Ray...MAX!" he rushed up to the American and gave him a huge hug. "It's great to see you dude!" He looked up to see Ray and pulled him into the bear hug. "The Bladebreakers are back together again!"

"We wouldn't miss your birthday for the world."

"Yeah, Tala and Bryan even picked us up in their jet!" laughed Max.

Tyson looked around the room. "Hey, where's Kenny?"

"He and Hilary said that they would drop by later." explained Ray. "So that means...". Everyone watched the Asian leave the room and returned wheeling a 3-tier cake into the room. It was topped with blue frosting, silver trimmings and Tyson froze. On the very top was Dragoon. Not only had Ray captured his likeness perfectly, but he made his tail go around the entire confection.

His eyes brimmed with tears. "Ray...this is...this is..." he choked on the words. Swallowing hard, his face broke into a bright smile. "He's perfect! Thanks man." He looked around the room. "Thank-you. All of you. You have no idea how awesome this is."

"Well don't just stand there! Make a wish already!" said Daichi, "I'm hungry!" To make his point, his stomach rumbled loudly.

"Alright, alright. Sheesh." He looked around at his friend's smiling faces and he felt Kai slide up to him. He already had everything he ever wanted. Everything except... Mahogany eyes closed. 'I wish we had our bitbeasts back.' He took a deep breath and blew out all 19 candles.

Ring! Ring!

"Oh that's probably just Hiro calling me to wish me a Happy Birthday." thought Tyson out-loud as he picked up his phone and placed his ear on the receiver. "Hello?" He asked, preparing for 'Happy Birthday' to be sung a little too enthusiastically.

"Is this Tyson Kinomiya?"

Tyson stood straight up. "Yes?"

"I'm afraid to inform you that your friend Kenny has been in a tragic accident. The situation is dire. You need to come to the hospital right away."

Oh god! What have I done to Kenny? To find out, leave a review and I will post chapter 3!