~Giving Up Meat For Lent~
.Day 7 – Reunions And Dinners.

"I don't think our relatives could have picked a better day huh? I love that we both are visiting them at the same time."

Kai nodded in agreement to his teammate. "That's kind of what happens when you plan ahead Tyson. Things strangely work out well." The captain sarcastically pointed out as he picked up a make-up remover wipe to erase the war paint on his cheeks.

However, instead of retaliating to the blunt comment, Tyson just rolled his eyes and he attached his beyblade gear onto his belt. The Dragoon wielder was in too much of a good mood to let anything get him down today.

"Weirdly, I can't wait to meet up with Hiro. He's probably going to teach me a new move or two." Tyson stated as he rushed over to his wardrobe to pull out some fragrances. "Hmm, do I want some Joop or..."

Tyson paused when he smelt the new aftershave that Kai had sprayed onto his blue shirt. "What's that?" He asked whilst edging over to his captains shoulder to peek at the bottle in his palms.

He didn't care much for personal space anymore. After all, Kai had been squatting in Tyson's bedroom for quite some time now because he didn't want to go back home.

Turning the bottle around to face the foreign text, a sweat drop appeared in the corner of Kai's forehead. "It's this stuff." He refused to read out the French text because he didn't want to look like an idiot, especially when he knew what was coming next – 'his private school education.'

So Tyson squinted at the bottle and he tilted his head aside, he too was clueless. "How on Earth do you pronounce that?" He gasped and lifted his eyes up to look at his intelligent captain.

Tyson was expecting an answer.

But sadly he couldn't get one, Kai just shrugged and he handed the bottle to Tyson. "Spray some and put it back." The bluenette quickly changed the topic and he picked up a jewellery box that contained a Rolex watch.

'He's really going all out for this home visit.' - The rival thought to himself quickly, admiring how much of an effort Kai was putting into this anxious trip.

However, that didn't distract him from the French perfume. "So come on Kai, you're a guy who attends one of the top private schools in Bey-City. Teach me what this bottle says." He insisted as he sprayed some of the masculine scent all over his figure.

'Oh that stuff is good.'~

Funnily enough, the Granger had hit a nerve and Kai soon transformed into a defensive grouch to protect his pride.

"Just take a fucking picture of the name on your phone and buy some Tyson." Kai snapped sharply. "I haven't got time to learn French right now, I'm going to be late to see my mother."

But instead of getting upset, Tyson just burst out into a hysteric laughter. "I knew it! You can't read it! That's okay Kai... In fact, Rei went to France for a while. I will ask him what it says." He then placed the lid back onto the spray and he coughed a few times.

'I think I have gone overboard with how much I sprayed.' - He fanned his hands in front of his face.

Yet before Kai could twitch and growl under his breath, the champion had run out of the bedroom to search for Rei. He was eager to find someone who could pronounce this fluently.

'L'Eau d'Issey pour Homme. I'm never buying you again.' - Kai huffed to himself as he tightened up his tie to his neckline. "Wait, Rei will want to spray some now. Then so will Max and Kenny..." His shoulders dropped with disappointment as he could hear the sound of Rei coughing from the lounge.

'For fuck sake.'~

xXx

The thought of his mother cooking a meal for the entire family sent such a positive emotion pulsing through Kai's veins. The guy really couldn't remember the last time that the Hiwatari's had eaten a meal together. This was such a rare occasion that all them were ready to cherish.

All the other previous family meetings were usually about Kai behavior or his future. But not today! It was all about the family rekindling. His grandfather didn't mention the business nor the beyblade industry once – instead he just focused his attention on discussing family vacations and reunions.

'It was only because he was getting old.' - Kai silently evaluated to himself. 'He needs someone to take care of him soon; mother and myself will be choosing his care home if he doesn't make the effort.'

But that 'sly bastard' was the only father-figure in his childhood. So Kai couldn't find the strength to be too bitter with his Grandfather for much longer, especially when he was present whenever Kai desperately needed him.

"Dinner is done!" His mother called out as she walked into the luxurious dining room with a meal plate in each hand. "I know you both love your stake, so I have picked up some fresh meat from the local butchers. He said this cow had been freshly slaughtered this morning."

Voltaire then praised his daughter and he lowered his impressed gaze down to the wealthy meal that was placed down before him onto the table. In fact, it smelt so mouth-wateringly delicious that the old man had picked up his cutlery without even thinking twice. He was keen to scoff this down.

"It sounds delightful Anastasia. I'm famished."

Kai on the other hand was a whole different story.

'What?' - He gulped with his crimson eyes widened with shock. "You have cooked us some steak?"

Kai's stomach suddenly began to knot and his lungs tightened - he wanted to be sick when the strong sense of guilty sloughed it's way through his figure. He couldn't eat it! Particularly when he had been giving Tyson such a hard time about this lent scenario!

'What the fuck do I do now!?'

"Well, dig in. I'm just going to rush to the kitchen to fetch my dinner." With that said, his mother disappeared out the room for a brief moment to leave Voltaire and Kai alone. "Oh, and I forgot the beef gravy!"

"Kai, is there something wrong?" Voltaire questioned in a concerned tone from the other side of the table. "You are looking at the meal as if you have just been served poison on a plate."

He had been watching his grandson's reaction for the past two minutes straight now, and it was so strange to see Kai just stare at his stake meal. The poor young male looked like he had just seen a ghost – he was pale and his body was stiff.

Straightening himself, the Russian raised his head to demonstrate that he had acknowledged his Grandfather's dominant voice. Kai really didn't know what to say, except he needed a distraction to get rid of this meal and he needed that distraction to happen quickly~

"No, there's nothing wrong." Kai took his time to respond and he skimmed his lost eyes around the table to find an excuse to leave the room – the empty wine glasses, "I was just thinking about how mother could use a hand in the kitchen. She's forgot the wine. I will go and chose some for dinner."

"I see." The aged Hiwatari eyed Kai harshly, "Make it quick Kai. Your meal will get cold and your mother will be disappointed."

Without listening to the old man, the beyblader shot up out of his seat and he rushed into the kitchen. He slipped past his mother and he darted down to the wine cellar. Absolutely nothing stood in his way when it came to locking that heavy cellar down behind him.

He was finally alone with all this alcohol staring at him.

"What the hell can I do to get out of this mess?" He thought to himself out loud.

Kai really was taring himself apart with this awful situation – he knew he was going to ruin this special occasion all because of this lent deal with Tyson. Yet, when he spared a thought about how much his 'best friend' had been there, Kai couldn't bare the idea of letting the Granger down.

Tyson has always been there~

Just as he closed his eyelids to search through all the possible solutions in his mind, one comment seemed to stick out, and it was Rei's racism: 'How about I put some Vodka into it instead?'

And there was vodka in the cellar!

xXx

Opening the dojo front door to find himself present before an angry Voltaire, Max flashed a cheesy grin. "Hey! I thought Kai was with you guys..." He couldn't finish his sentence as the old man pushed his heavily drunk grandson onto the blond American.

"He's a disgrace! Tell him not to speak to me nor his mother, unless he is willing to apologise for his absurd behavior!"

'Why is the guy shouting at me for!?' - Max's shrugged carelessly and he stabilized Kai's standing position by wrapping his arm around his muscular figure.

"Jeez Kai, you really messed up this time." The Draciel wielder chuckled lightly before slamming the door in the old mans face. "Nobody speaks to me nor my captain like that, huh Kai?"

"Thanks, but don't I always mess up Max?" Kai hiccuped with a bright smile glued to his lips. "The bastards served me meat for dinner. So I drank all the vodka in the cellar... It was shit quality."

"I somehow don't think you drank all of it Kai because you'd be in hospital." Max winked as he turned them both around to find Rei standing in their view. "Well, I think he's had a good time despite that he ruined everything. What do you think Rei?"

"The guy looks like he's been on a stag-do." Rei blinked. He stood still for a short while to take in the sight of his drunk leader. It was quite amusing to see that Kai looked so happy and innocent. "Let's get him to bed before Grandpa comes home. I don't think Ryuu would appreciate a drunk Hiwatari in his home..."

"Bed? It's only 7pm." Kai laughed kindheartedly, "Why don't you go to bed?"

"I bet his French perfume would do a better job than the Russian Vodka though. I mean come on, that stuff stank." Max joked, making everyone laugh. "No seriously Kai, I think Tyson has got high from that stuff. It was so expensively strong."

A/N: Thank you for all the support guys, I can't believe how many new friends I have made over the past few weeks. Why didn't we all speak before!? xD. I have so many projects to work on with you guys and I am so excited! - Granger~