A Champions Crisis
Chapter [9] - 'You don't deserve the title.'
'A good night sleep would have been nice, but I can't settle because he just smells and looks so fucking gorgeous.' - Tyson thought to himself as he shuffled closer towards the Russian to inhale his t-shirt.
Tyson closed his eyelids and a peaceful smile then filled his lips as Kai's scent then thrived through his nostrils to fuel the brain. His mind would fizzle up, yet his heart would just clog up within his throat. He was addicted and he simply couldn't get enough of the Bladebreaker Captain. He was so love drunk that his body was struggling to cope with the aftermath of this blessing.
'Why is it that Kai makes me so happy? And why does he make me feel so complete?'
Although Kai was certain that Tyson was crushing on him – he seriously had no idea about just how obsessive that the Granger was becoming. He was suddenly acting like the common innocent teenager whom was experiencing their first serious crush and Tyson clearly didn't know how to control it.
But that didn't stop the Phoenix Prince from taking advantage of this scenario, especially as he was enjoying it all too much. Instead of acknowledging the fact that Tyson was sniffing him, Kai was pretending to fall asleep to see just what his rival would do next. And luckily, the gamble paid off as he unexpectedly felt Tyson's breath brushing against his neck.
The Dragoon wielder had shifted even closer to provoke a reaction from the Hiwatari. He was desperate to get Kai's attention again, but the stubborn Russian was refusing to play ball. So just when Tyson was convinced that Kai was 'asleep', he delicately reached over to place a faint kiss onto his cheek.
"Goodnight Kai." He then whispered into his ear before jumping out of the bed to walk across the room to fetch his flashing mobile phone. Tyson picked up the mobile phone to read that Hiro had finally texted him back. "Urgh, what a time to reply. Jeez."
'You don't want to see me? Tough shit. I will be around first thing tomorrow morning, so you better get some sleep Tyson. I think we need to talk about how you're getting on.'~
Lowering the phone from his squinting eyes, Tyson was suddenly so close to throwing his mobile phone up against the wall. 'How the fuck does he know that I am still awake?' - He asked himself whilst running his free hand through his hair.
'Talk about how I am getting on? Hiro, I am fine now. I have my teammates support and I am going to speak to Grandpa tomorrow. So do us both a favour and just stay at home.'~
With that reply quickly typed out, Tyson then gazed over his shoulder to see that Kai was still sound 'asleep' with a wide smile smeared across his dried lips. 'What has made him smile? He must be having a fun dream.' - Tyson thought to himself and playfully rolled his eyes. He then quietly sneaked back into the warm bed to get comfortable again.
He still couldn't believe that Kai was in HIS bed. But Tyson's attention was soon diverted back to the vibrating phone in his hand. Hiro had replied to his text message and he clearly didn't sound very pleased with Tyson's response.
'Your teammates support? Grandpa? Tyson, you are ill because you aren't opening up to anyone and it's not doing you any good. Look, I watched your last match against Kevin. It was just simply humiliating to see you struggle against such a lousy beyblader. Tyson, if you don't stop this then you simply don't deserve your title and someone else WILL take it from you within the blink of an eye. It won't be long until your teammates start to doubt you too. You'll see.'~
Tyson's heart skipped a beat and his breathing pace drastically came to a hault. He had gone from being irritated to FUMMING within the space of 5 seconds after reading that ridiculous text message.
'Who would dare to take it from me Hiro? YOU!? Well, that wouldn't fucking surprise me. I bet I could still beat you, even in this state I am in. In fact, d'you know what? I will meet you at the local park tomorrow at midday. Be there!'
And with that message sent, Tyson then slammed his mobile phone down onto the bedside table in temper. His breathing pace gradually returned and his mind began to spin. "I fucking hate my title sometimes." The Granger mumbled to himself whilst lowering his heavy head into his sweaty palms.
Although Kai had been observing the scenario in a low key gesture; he remained silent. The Hiwatari knew that this wasn't his battle to intervene within. But that didn't mean that he wasn't on standby to protect his teammate from a potential threat. After all, what fun would it be to watch someone else steal that title from him and the team? Worthless.
'Besides, Hiro, the world champion? What a shit sight that would be.' - Kai concluded to himself before registering the sound of Tyson laying back down to rest. 'Tomorrow is going to be such a big day. Still, Tyson better fucking win.'
"So explain to me again how this happened." Kenny questioned as he followed his teammate out of the dojo to make their way outside. "Because Tyson, I really don't think that this is a good idea. Look, why don't you come back inside and grab some juice and breath for a moment.."
'It won't be long until your teammates start to doubt you.' - Tyson stopped in his tracks when he registered the sound of Hiro's voice echoed within his mind. 'You might as well just give the title to someone who really deserves it.'
"No." A gasp of panic then flared through the Dragoon wielders figure as he then turned to look down at his geeky teammate. Tyson's eyes filled with tears, yet his body stiffened heavily. "Just stop talking. Please. Chief, shut up!"
"Uh..." Kenny instantly stopped in his tracks and he pressed his laptop tightly against his chest. He wanted to snap back at his irrational teammate, but Kenny knew that Tyson was unwell. "I am just trying to help you Tyson. Besides, don't you see that Hiro wants you to react in this way? Look, the battle is off. Come back inside and lets talk about a solution to all this."
Turning on his heel to run towards the local park, Tyson placed both of his palms over his ears to drown out Kenny's advise. "I don't wanna hear this anymore! Go away!" He exclaimed with so many mixed emotions lingering within his voice.
But just when Tyson thought that he'd lost Kenny, the rest of his teammates were soon on his case. Max and Ray were chasing him to the battleground after they'd both witnessed the sight from the local alleyway. (The two were on their way to Tyson's dojo, until they watched him dart across Bey-City like a headless chicken).
"Tyson! You are supposed to be resting! For goodness sake!" Ray snapped as he jumped over the park fence, "I seriously don't understand what is going on inside that thick head of yours sometimes. But you need to stop thinking so irrationally!"
"I said go away!" The Granger didn't spare them a glance as he knew that they were much more fitter than him. "I need to put Hiro in his place and end all this bullshit!"
"No!" Max retorted back to Tyson's desperate cry. He too jumped over the park fence and he reached out his hand to attempt to latch it onto his best friends t-shirt. "We are going to kick Hiro's ass with you! And then we are going to drag you back home dude!"
Yet Max missed the grasp as Tyson had sped up his running pace. The Granger was determined to not get caught, but when he finally came face to face with his flesh and blood, he immediately stopped in his tracks to forget about everything else that was surrounding the pair.
The atmosphere suddenly became unbearably uncomfortable and Gin was standing at the beyblade dish with his arms folded across his chest. In fact, the guy looked bored, yet that all soon changed when he caught the sight of Tyson and his teammates appearing onto the scene.
"You're late." The older Granger dressed in his alter-ego spoke, "I was beginning to think that you had come to your senses and decided to listen to your doubtful teammates."
"Oh just do me a favour and shut your face before I knock you clean out." The champion had clearly had enough of his brothers snarly comments. So he upped the standards of trash talk and loaded his beyblade launcher. "I am going to prove to you that I am worth my title by destroying you in this dish Hiro."
Hiro raised an eyebrow and unfolded his toned arms to place them at either side of his figure. "Calm down Tyson. There's no need for your empty threats. After all, it won't be me who gets hurt." He too prepared his blade and took his launching stance.
"I can't believe that Hiro is doing this. What a low life." Max mumbled to Ray before scanning around the scene to see that a small crowd was beginning to gather. "Wow, look. Kai is already here. He's sat over there on the park bench having a drink."
The Drigger wielder nodded and shrugged, "Yea I noticed that too. But if you look to your right, you'll see that Brooklyn is here also." Ray had already observed the battleground to see who was supporting whom.
"Damn. Hiro brought back up. Do you think he's done that so none of us can interrupt the match?" The blond American questioned curiously. "After all, Hiro seems pretty determined to take Tyson down for some reason..."
"It's for his title and I honestly don't know why Hiro has brought Brooklyn along with him. Maybe he's the only cheerleader available or something." Ray wasn't fond of jumping to any conclusions yet. But he was pleased to see that Kenny had finally made it to the scene, despite that he was all breathless and sweaty. "Chief, I would hurry up and prepare your laptop because this is going to be one hell of a match."
"I'm on it." Kenny gasped lifelessly, "Oh man. Here I am nagging you guys to get fit, yet it's me who needs to do some more laps. Okay. Anyways, come on Dizzy. Lets get to work."
Their captain then suddenly appeared from behind the team to skim his eyes over to Kenny's laptop data. "Don't miss anything on that recording." Was all Kai could advise before pushing his way through the crowd to get a front view of the action.
A/N: This chapter is dedicated to my best friend, NoEarlyBird as she literally reminds me of Ray so much, especially in this chapter. She's such a wise big sister figure and I dunno what I would do without her – so thank you for being there for me chick, even when I am a stubborn pain in the ass xD – Granger~
P.S: I will proof read this chapter tomorrow after work because I am so keen to go to bed. XD I am up early again! Urgh. Have a good day guys and happy Monday haha.