Disclaimer: I own a giant pair of tits...that's about it.
So I have some great news. Whether it be all of your guy's well wishes, or luck, or the universe finally taking a break on me...I finally found a job! I'm working at a call centre for a well-know security company. All week I've been in training and it looks absolutely amazing! Thank-you everyone! I think your positive energy helped shift the tide!
Catspats31 is at it again with trying to take down stories with lemons! I will be removing the lemon in chapter 3 briefly just to have her fuck off then, it'll be re-uploaded... :)
Tyka lover 4 ever: I'm really glad that I was able to sate some of your curiosities!
FlamingIce94: I really, really try not to make this story boring. I have done tons of plotting to keep your guy's interest! Instead of writing tons of one-shots, I try to incorporate them into the story somehow. I'm really glad I was able to make you smile!:)
Guest1: I will never be upset with a reader of mine. I'm open to all constructive criticism even if it's if I'm being too hard on myself 3...There are zero taboo topics for me. There are absolutely no taboo questions either. I will happily write about anything and everything.
Keeping the characters in character is something I really try to do with this story. It's a bit of a challenge because the characters are growing with every chapter. I do try to keep the humour because I found beyblade had humour all throughout, even in serious situations.
I do love your reviews! 3
turquoisemidoriya: Hahaha! I have Kai figured out pretty well. One thing I've noticed is that he doesn't like personal questions, but he doesn't like to lie either. As long as you don't ask him what kind of underwear he wears, he's gonna give you a straight answer. Also when explaining the game of beyblade, it's one of the few times he will say more than 3 lines. So I kind of kept this as a guide when I was writing this chapter.
Kai-Tyson fan: I'm really glad you're enjoying this! I don't think I'll disappoint with the beybattle this chapter!
Chilli Paneer: Don't worry, I won't abandon this fic. You guys have got my creative juices flowing and I'm back to giving at least semi-regular updates :). What I should do is bring my writing on my lunch breaks. They're an hour long, so I might be able to get a page or two written. I'm also really happy that you think that this fic is so realistic. I've really tried to stay true to the anime as much as possible, and keep the characters in character. 3
Tyka's Flower: Lol yes! I've made Kai speak! Even Tyson can't believe it! Kai is definitely gonna show that kid why he's world champ!
Now that I've found work that actually trains it's employees instead of sending us out and saying "good luck", I can honestly say that I think everything is going to be okay now. There's LOTS of advancement opportunities, I just need to memorize the information like I've memorized beyblade xD.
OH MY GOD! I NEED TO CATCH UP AND READ!
Guest2: I'm really glad you think I've nailed Kai. This next chapter will be a whole new kind of fun.
SpaceDayDreamer: Thank-you! I've never been on a studio set, so I'm just basing it off what I've seen in movies.
Hmmmmmm indeed. There's a lot of things that are gonna make you go hmmmmm.
Execellent! Cause I'll be honest...I have no idea either. I know what I want the ending and a few scenes in the middle to be. But I'm kinda making this up as I go along...in case one of the characters decides to hijack my story again and takes everyone to Australia...again.* Points to Tyson *
Guest: I looked them up and I totally know which piece it is! Their artwork is absolutely amazing and I'm totally jealous of their skills! Tyka's Flower also has done fanart for beyblade, and you should check out her stuff as well!
To the other guests who have recently reviewed, asking where the next chapter is. I've been dealing with a lot and I think I'm finally in a better place now. :)
There are no warnings for this chapter. It's meant to be a fun one. So sit down, and enjoy what happens next!
The audience were sitting on the edge of their seats, as the opponents walked towards each other and traded beyblades, the air, thick with tension as a question loomed over the studio: Could Kai defeat his own Dranzer?
"This is going to be easy!" sneered the boy.
'That's what you think.' Thought Kai, as he inspected the beyblade his opponent just gave him. Actually it wasn't bad. It had a nice heaviness to it and seemed to be quite balanced. It reminded him of his Dranzer Spiral, made for endurance and attack, which knew he meant the beyblade's weakness as well. "Hey kid, what's your name?"
"It's Derek." The kid then began to inspect Kai's Dranzer. "Hey, what gives?! This thing is so puny! It's like half the size of a regular beyblade."
"Ready to throw in the towel?" asked Kai as he loaded the beyblade into the launcher.
"You wish! I'll beat you and expose you for the fraud that you are!" he loaded the blade and took his stance at the edge of the beydish.
The beybladers stared each other down.
"3...2" The Host started the countdown. "1! Let it rip!"
The boy pulled the ripcord and recoil struck him like a hurricane, the force rending him from the ground, the beyblade slamming into the outer edge of the beystadium, veering off into the wall. When the dust settled, the beyblade was on it's side.
"Whew! That was a close one!"
The kid opened his eyes at the sound of the familiar voice and found himself staring into the upside down face of Tyson Kinomiya. The Dragoon Wielder's toned arms were wrapped around his small body protectively, and he became cognizant they were sitting in rubble, half-way into a wall.
"That happened to me too the first time I launched an MS blade. I needed someone to catch me too." Tyson stood up, the bits of drywall tumbling off of his shoulders and helped the young beyblader to his feet. "They have some serious power."
"It's Tyson!" exclaimed one of the audience members, realizing Tyson had jumped in at the last second to save the boy from harm. The audience stood up and applauded the blunette's heroic actions.
Derek's eyes darted over to the beydish where his own beyblade was spinning perfectly. "I guess this means I lost."
Noticing the crestfallen look, Tyson placed a hand on his shoulder. "It happens to the best of us, so don't sweat it."
Kai approached them. "Don't be too hard on yourself kid." He glanced over at the crater that was created by Dranzer. "You still took out a wall."
Immediately Derek's eyes lit up with happiness.
Kai bent down and picked up the kid's still spinning beyblade and handed it to him. "Power means nothing if you can't control it. If your opponent has more power than you, you have three options: Feed off it, wear them out or find a way to use that power against them."
Derek accepted his beyblade and looked up at the World Champions with admiration, "I take back everything I said. You guys are the real deal!"
Thinking that this would be an ideal time to cut to commercial, Kura looked into the camera and announced, "We're gonna clean up this mess and when we come back we're going to sit down and talk with my next guest Tyson! So don't go anywhere!" The cameraman signalled that they were off the air and at once 4 janitors came to clean up the debris, and Derek was escorted back to his seat.
Kai glanced over at Tyson. "You're not hurt are you?"
"Pfffttt. asks the guy who shattered the ledge I was standing on... TWICE!" Nevertheless Tyson turned around to prove to his boyfriend that he was unharmed. "Takes more than a couple of layers of drywall."
The Champion sighed in the relief and looked up at the kid in the stands. At least they couldn't be called cheaters anymore.
The rubble was cleared and Kura offered Tyson a seat in the black armchair. "Any questions that are off-limits?"
"Nah." said Tyson, throwing his body into the seat. "Grill me." He flashed his pearly whites. Kai sat down in the chair next to Tyson.
The host took his seat and nodded towards the camera.
"3...2.."
"Hello and welcome back viewers! After saving one of the audience members, Tyson Kinomiya has joined us." he turned to the bluenette. "That was some fast thinking."
"Yeah, but it was no biggie."
"I saw Kai asking to make sure that you were okay, do I need to call a medic or something?"
"Nah, I'm good. It's not like I was in beybattle with Brooklyn or anything."
"Speaking of Brooklyn, tell us about your last beybattle match with him! No one could see anything other than a black sphere."
Tyson hesitated. How could he word this so that it would make sense to everyone? "Well we all know that Brooklyn has special abilities, right?" The audience all nodded their heads. "I don't really understand it myself, but he basically wanted the both of us to have an all-out beybattle, and he's a little sensitive to noise. So he just made it safe for us to do so."
"Oh so the black sphere was like a barrier of some kind."
Tyson paused. "Sure, let's go with that."
"So let's talk about your relationship. First of all, were you aware that Kai had feelings for you?"
"Dude, on a good day, he barely said 3 words to me. I didn't even know he was capable of feelings." that earned him a few chuckles from the crowd.
The host raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Really? Even after you moved in together?"
"Well that's a little different." Tyson placed a finger on his chin in thought. When did Kai start having actual conversations with him? He elbowed his boyfriend. "Hey, when did you quit being such a jerk?"
"When you started showing some maturity."
"What's that supposed to mean?!" A vein throbbed on Tyson's forehead.
Kai smirked and turned his nose up. "Figure it out."
"Arg!" Tyson turned to the host. "He's such a pain! But to answer your question, we were talking before that. Before I moved into Kai's, we were talking a lot actually."
"So..." Kura coughed. "When did you start having romantic feelings for Kai?"
"Oh...Um...I don't know." Tyson could feel his cheeks heating up. "I always thought he was super cool and I really liked it when I got him to crack a smile. I've always just felt better when he was around. He makes me feel like i can take the whole world on."
There were some "awwws" from the female members of the audience.
"How is life different now that Kai is the World Champion instead of you?"
"Um, well it hasn't. People still ask me for my autograph and I'm still challenged all the time for beyblade matches. I guess the biggest change is the fact that I have less tournaments that I have to go to, but I don't mind all the extra time I get to sleep in!" he grinned.
"Has losing your title put any strain on the relationship?"
"Nah. If anything, I understand Kai a lot more because of it. The burning need and desire to be the best, and he understands more now that it's just a stupid title. We're still World Class beybladers and we still have to work hard."
"Has anyone else defeated you since the tournament?"
"Oh, during sparing and training matches with the guys we lose all the time. That's just part of playing the game."
There were mummers of excitement from the audience. Tyson has lost to other people than Kai? They were beatable after all!
"That brings me to my next question, have you won a battle against Kai since the tournament?"
Tyson grinned from ear to ear. "Yeah."
Kai interjected. "But it was nothing compared to the battle we had in the tournament."
"Oh? Do you guys not go all out every time?" inquired the host?
"Too dangerous" stated the Russian.
"Yeah" agreed Tyson. "We usually end up destroying everything in a 500 ft radius of wherever we're battling."
"I see." nodded the host in understanding. "Well we're going to cut to commercial and when we come back, our audience will be asking questions to our former world champion."
"And we're out." said the cameraman.
"Great, cause I need to use the restroom!" announced Tyson as he sprinted off the stage.
"Down by the exit sign!" directed the host. "Be back in 3 minutes!"
"No problem!"
There were a few giggles from the audience. Kura turned and was about to make small-talk with Kai but the Russian had mysteriously vanished from his seat.
In the washroom, Tyson quickly did his business and washed his hands, but he could feel the searing burn across his shoulder blades. Taking off his jacket, he grimaced when he saw splotches of red on his yellow tank in the mirror. Taking a deep breath, he slowly lifted the shirt. In the mirror were several gashes and bruises staring at him. He didn't think had hit the wall THAT hard.
"I knew it."
Startled, Tyson whipped his head around to find Kai standing in the doorway. "Um, how bad is it?" he asked turning around so his boyfriend could inspect his wounds.
The Russian grabbed several sheets of paper towel and soaked them with warm water and carefully wiped away the excess blood and cleaned the cuts. "You won't need any stitches."
The bluenette let out a sigh of relief, a smiled a reassuring smile. "I'm fine. We'll deal with it when we get home."
Kai kissed him on the cheek. "What am I going to do with you?"
"Love me and give me back my title?"
"In your dreams." Gently, Kai pulled Tyson's shirt down and helped him get his jacket on. "You're lucky that the jacket hides the blood."
Tyson grinned. "That's the point."
How Tyson could go from reckless goofball to total bad-ass, Kai didn't know- but with his dick now throbbing and pulsating against his zipper, the only thing he knew was that he still wanted Tyson, writhing and moaning underneath him just as bad as he wanted him the first time. Without hesitation, he grabbed Tyson chin and pressed his lips against his in a searing kiss, darting his tongue past Tyson's lips and licked the roof of the younger's mouth, before reluctantly breaking the kiss. "Tonight you're riding me." He whispered huskily.
Shiver's went down the teen's spine. He had no idea what he did to turn his boyfriend into a total horn-dog, but he wasn't complaining. "C'mon Kai, we have an interview to finish first." he purposely swayed his hips as he walked out the door.
Just as Kura was starting to panic that his guests were missing, with only 10 seconds till they were back on the air, they just appeared in their seats right next to him. He just rolled with it. Staring into the camera, he gave his most charming smile as the cameraman signalled that they were live. "Hello viewers! Today I have the Beyblade Legends Kai and Tyson on the show today and they will be answering your questions! First up is our audience members, then we'll be taking calls. The number is at the bottom of your television screen and our people are waiting for your call! Firstly, does anyone have any questions for Tyson, Kai or the both of them?" Nearly everyone's hand shot up. Kura walked up to a lanky kid in a green shirt and handed him the mic.
"This question is for Tyson."
Excitedly, Tyson straightened in his seat and grinned. "Shoot."
"Why do you always were a ponytail?"
"As Tyson's face contorted into a bunch of weird facial expressions, Kai had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing.
"It's tradition! A hairstyle that's passed from the great samurai warriors of the Kinomiya clan!"
"Woah! Your ancestors were samurais?!"
"Yep." said Tyson folding his arms over his chest proudly. "My grandfather has been training me since I could walk." There were several "ooohs" and "ahs" from the audience.
"Any more questions?" Several hands shot up into the air and the host picked a small little girl who looked about 5. "What's your name sweetie?" Kura asked.
"My name is Sakura, and I have a question for both Kai and Tyson.
Kura smiled. "Go ahead little one."
The little girl looked at both of them with her big innocent blue eyes and said, "Are you going to get married and have babies?"
Kai's mouth fell open and Tyson's brain ceased functioning, and a stunned silence fell over the room.
"Woah, woah, whoa! Let's back up here. I mean I just turned 19 and-"
"Yes."
All eyes were now on Kai. "I have full intentions on spending the rest of my life with Tyson." He stared directly into Tyson's eyes and Tyson could feel his cheeks blush.
Deciding to step in and save the duo, Kura quickly said, "We have time for just one more question." Dozens of hands went up and he handed the microphone to a small little boy. "Hey Tyson, do you have any embarrass stories about Kai?" The audience was abuzz with excitement.
Seeing the crowd's reaction, Kai leaned into Tyson's ear and threateningly whispered. "If you answer that, I will make you sleep on the couch tonight Tyson."
Tyson turned and grinned evilly, before raising the microphone to his lips. "For his 21st birthday our friends Tala and Bryan got us super drunk and Kai was the first one to pass out. Well our friend Hilary had her make-up with her and so-" he pulled out his phone and tossed it to the cameraman before Kai could react.
An instant later the photo was on the huge screen behind them. Kai's lips adorned pink lipstick, there was thick mascara, blush and eye-shadow highlighting his features making him look extremely effeminate. The audience started laughing and Kai's face turned purple with rage.
"You told me you deleted it!"
Tyson giggled and bolted off the couch. "I lied."
"KINOMIYA!"
The host appeared before the camera with Kai chasing Tyson in the background. "When we come back, we'll be taking some of your calls. So hurry up and call now! Our operators are on standby."
"And we're off."
Sighing and loosening his tie slightly, the host turned around to see Kai had caught Tyson and now had the bluenette trapped in a headlock, and the audience was cheering on their antics.
"Uncle! UNCLE!" Kai released the teen, who was coughing and rubbing his neck a second later.
The dual-haired male then whipped out his phone and tossed it to the cameraman. "Show them this."
Moments later the entire audience was in stitches, pointing and laughing at the photo of an obviously very drunk Tyson, he was shirtless and wearing a set of dragoon boxers on his head.
Tyson glared at his boyfriend. "You're evil."
"You started it."
Tyson sighed and smiled that smile, the one that Kai had fallen in love with. "Truce?"
Kai nodded. What else could he do? "Truce." The couple shook hands and their fans cheered in approval. They sat down in their seats just as the cameraman signalled that they were back in 10 seconds.
"3...2..."
"Welcome back! During the break, Kai decided to get revenge on Tyson and if you look behind me, The Champion supplied us with a picture with Tyson's unique choice of a hat." The Cameraman made sure that all the viewers at home could see the photo before placing the camera back on the host and his guests. "So Tyson...how drunk were you?"
The bluenette laughed. "That was a good night. It was actually from the same party. We all had decided to play truth or dare and that was my dare. My buddy Max actually was the one who took that photo and must've sent it to Kai. Hey Max, if you're watching, you're a traitor and I hate you!"
In a quiet little house on the other side of the world, Max laughed at his computer screen and winked. "I love you too Buddy."
"Anyways, that party was something else." chuckled Tyson.
"Sounds like it." snickered the host. "Now we're onto calls. During the break our operators selected these 5 lucky callers to ask their questions. Ryu, our first call please!"
"Hello?" came an uncertain female voice.
"Hi! You're on Utaguri Hame talking to Kura Sugino!"
"Really?! Oh my god! I'm watching the T.V. and I can hear my own voice!"
"Hahaha, surreal isn't it? I understand that you have a question for one of my guests?"
"Yeah...um. This question is for Kai. Do you wear any other make-up besides your face paint?"
Kai gave an annoyed sigh. Why did everyone think he wore make-up?! "No."
"Ok, we have our next caller. Hello?"
"Um hi, I have a question for Tyson." came a male voice.
"Ask me anything man!" welcomed Tyson.
"Where did you get that rad jacket? I've been looking for it, but no clothing line in Japan seems to sell it."
"I'm not quite sure, my friend Max gave it to me for my 16th birthday. Kai, mind checking the tag?"
Being very aware of Tyson's injuries, Kai gently leaned over and read the tag on the collar. "It says Tommy Hilfiger. It's a high-end clothing line in America. Check their website, and if you're lucky they may not have discontinued it."
"Ok, thanks man." There was a click as the guy hung up.
"Hello caller number 3!" greeted Kura enthusiastically. "You're on the show with Kura Sugino and World Champions Kai and Tyson!"
A baritone voice came over the line. "I have a question for Kai. What's the deal with your scarf? Every time I see you take it off, the floor breaks. What's up with that?"
"I've inter-woven weights that equal roughly 100 pounds into the scarf. It's a type of strength and endurance training, so when I take it off in a match, my attacks come faster and harder than before."
"That is so bad-ass! Keep being awesome!"
The truth was, the kid had no idea how awesome Kai actually was. Kai was lying when he said it was 100 pounds. It was actually 450 pounds of osmiridium weights that were interwoven into the scarf. But if anyone dared try it, they would most likely throw out their back. Kai had been wearing weighted clothing since childhood, a tidbit of information Tyson had learned through one of their late night talks, so he was more than capable of lifting such a burden.
"Hello caller number 4!"
"Ah, hi." came a melodic female voice. "My question is when the both of you aren't beyblading or working, what do you do with you spare time?"
"Both Kai and I volunteer at the BBA to train the next generation of beybladers. When it's not training season, we like to kick back and watch movies. When our friends are in town, we'll host a game night. We'll also just sit at home and play with our cats."
There was a shriek from the other end of the line. "You have cats! How many?!"
Tyson laughed. "We have 10!"
There was a chorus of "awwws" from the audience.
"And lastly we have our 5th and final caller on the line. Hello and welcome!" All they could hear was heavy breathing. A little unnerved Kura said, "Hi you're live on Utaguri Hame! Do you have a question for our guests?"
The heavy, raspy breathing continued.
"H-Hello?"
"What do you value most?"
Kai's heart skipped a beat, and Tyson shifted uncomfortably in his seat. "What do we value most?"
"Yes." the man's voice was cold and raspy, the drawn out word was enough to make everyone in the room shutter.
Kai's mind raced with answers. Tyson. Dranzer. His friends. His life.
Tyson however, kept calm. "I value everything. My bitbeast. My boyfriend. My family. My friends. Beyblading. There is so much that I'm grateful for and I wouldn't be who I am without them."
"So I could take away any of those things and it would drive you to madness? Make you become me?" There was an evil, horrible, spine-chilling laughter.
"That's enough!" Ordered Kai. "Trace that call now!" But the line went dead and all they could hear was the dial tone.
Authors Note: We checked the math on Kai's scarf. It would weigh roughly 450 pounds to crack the floor like that. Thank-you math-nerd boyfriend! -Aeris.