AN: So here's a new chapter, honestly it's taken me forever to write this and I kind of hate myself for it. On the bright side, I started another story though it will be a long time before it get's posted and honestly I'm not really sure if I'm going to post it on FF. It is extremely explicit and I don't really want to get blacklisted here. Anyway, hope you guys like the new chapter and just as a disclaimer I don't own Beyblade or any of the characters therein and this chapter contains sexual content of the homosexual variety so if you have a problem with that or are too young then I suggest you run off somewhere else and read something more appropriate for you.
Another sleepless night Chapter 3
Kai stepped into his apartment; a strange weight seemed to plague his heart. Typically, he had no trouble ignoring the weighty emptiness that he carried within his chest, but today, it seemed more painful than ever.
"Maybe this was a mistake." He whispered to himself as he moved through his newly acquired kitchen three plastic bags hanging down from enclosed fists. He sat the bags on the counter and walked away. There wasn't anything perishable in them. It was mostly just non-perishable incidentals that he didn't even really need except to give him an added excuse to take Tyson home. Staring at the floor Kai slowly stalked into the living area and slowly lowered himself onto the couch and pulling the black blanket he had slept under the night before over him. The wall across from him was a stark white and wholly uninteresting, but he didn't have much else to look at given that he hadn't had the chance to get a TV yet.
'I've been here for three days, and I already regret it. I thought that moving back would make it easier.' Kai thought as his unblinking ruby gaze dropped to the dark brown colored carpet. 'I never imagined it would hurt so much to see him again.' A sigh escaped his lips before turning onto his back to look at the textured white ceiling. "There's no going back… I'll just have to deal with it." The words were spoken softly in a cold, morose tone. He let his eyes slide closed as he fell into sleep.
"Grampa, I'm home!" Tyson shouted as he entered the dojo and removed his shoes.
"TYSOOON!" A reply quickly rang through the area alerting the blue-haired young man to the swing that would inevitably follow that tone. All it took was a simple sidestep to avoid his grandfather's lunge with his ever-present shinai.
"Glad you missed me, gramps!" Tyson chirped walking past the old man who was none too happy about his response.
"DON'T YOU DARE TYSON!" Gramps shouted angrily as he waved his trusty shinai about energetically. "I WAS WORRIED SICK ABOUT YOU! WHERE WERE YOU?"
"Grampa calm down I told you on the phone, I went to the river to practice and ended up falling asleep, and a friend found me and let me sleep over at their place," Tyson replied with an uncharacteristic calmness.
"And who exactly was this friend… huh?" Tyson whirled around at the sound of his brother's voice behind him and glared at the tall man.
"…No one important." He replied a tiny bit of anger seeping into his voice.
"Really? Why don't I believe you?"
"Shut up, Hiro…" Tyson growled lowering his gaze to the floor in anger. "Stop pretending you give a fuck."
"TYSON!" A sharp cry of pain escaped Tyson's mouth as Gramp's shinai connected firmly with the top of his head. "THAT LANGUAGE WILL NOT BE USED IN THIS HOUSE YOU GOT THAT?!"
"Sorry, grandpa..." Tyson whimpered holding his head with his hands, rubbing softly to try to take a bit of the sting out.
"AND YOU BETTER WIPE THAT SMIRK OFF YOUR FACE HIRO OR THERE'S MORE WHERE THAT CAME FROM!"
Hiro immediately tucked his chin into his chest attempting to look defeated, though the smirk never left his mouth. "Yes grandfather, I'll be in my room."
Tyson glared at his brothers back as he walked away, the look on his face speaking words that his mouth couldn't say. At least not in front of his Gramps.
"Look T-man; I know you don' think I pay attention to ya. But I do little man, and I know that you been havin' a rough go lately. If ya need ta talk ta somebody then yer good ol' gramps is here ta listen alright man?" Tyson nodded solemnly in reply preparing himself for the hour lecture he was sure to receive. His grandpa sighed and shook his head before speaking again. "Look kiddo, I ain't gonna ground ya or talk in yer ear all day o're this. 'Cause I'm just glad you are gettin' out ta see ya peeps, and damn it I dun care if ya datin' this new friend of yo'se or not." Gramps put his hand up to silence him before he could interject. "I don' mind if ya want ta go spen' time wit 'im. Just promise me ya gonna be safe and responsible. I know ya not gonna put no buns in no ladies ovens but they is still some risk even if you like dudes. Understood?"
Tyson blushed and nodded "Yes Gramps, but…" Before Tyson could finish his sentence, Gramps spoke again placing a hand on his shoulder. "It don' matter none T-man, just let yer homeboy know he is always welcome in our home got it?"
"I will Gramps, Thank you," Tyson replied giving Gramps a huge smile and a hug. Then skipped happily to his bedroom. Gramps smiled as he watched his grandsons back and shook his head softly " Them youngins'll never learn." He said resting the shinai on his shoulder and walking away, the smile still firmly plastered on his face. "I'm glad ta see that smile on ya face again T-man." He whispered to himself.
Tyson fell onto his bed mat laughing as he pulled out his phone making a group chat with Max and Rei. 'Hey guys, guess who I saw last night!' It had been a couple of days since he had talked to either of his friends and a good couple months since he last saw them. He remembered that experience reasonably clearly.
He was nervous and terrified to tell his family and best friends that he was gay but he felt like he had to or it would eat away at him forever. So on his birthday when all his friends and family, even his dad, had come to celebrate his 17th birthday. He stood quietly in front of the cake that Rei had made for him and written: "Happy Birthday Tyson" in big blue and red letters the lit candles casting little shadows on the table top. He scanned the faces of everyone there all beaming at him waiting for him to blow out the candles. Max, Rei, Hillary, Kenny, Gramps, Hiro, and his Father, all stared back questioning looks beginning to form on their faces. "Guys," he announced nervously, "I wanted to tell you something."
"What is it son?" his father said gently.
"Yeah T-man, what's up?" his grandpa said in his typical manner.
Tyson scanned their faces again and took a deep breath in before saying "I'm gay."
The room was quiet for a moment before Max leaped up running around the table and giving Tyson the biggest bear hug of his life. "Me too!" he cried happily laughing joyfully.
Rei was the next to pipe up softly saying "This needs to stay between us… but I'm Bi."
His father and grandpa were next to act each standing and taking a place beside the nervous young man each giving him a smile and a hug before saying in their own words that they love him no matter what. Kenny just smiled at him and nodded saying that he had suspected for a while but didn't care. Hillary seemed frozen for a moment before tears began to leak from her eyes as a sad smile crept onto her face. " I'm glad you told us, Tyson." She said as Kenny put his arm around her shoulders comfortingly. At the time he didn't realize that Hill had had a crush on him for years, so at that moment he had inadvertently hurt her. When he first found out that revelation he had felt terribly guilty, even going so far as apologizing. Of course, Hillary being Hillary, she smacked him upside the head and told him never to apologize for who he is then hugged him with a tearful thank you. Amazingly, they had all taken the news well, except for Hiro. He blanched at the news frowning angrily and promptly stood, storming out. That had hurt, his father reassured him that Hiro would get over it and it would be fine, but at that point, the damage had already been done and the rift that reaction had created only got wider as time went on.
Tyson's reminiscing ended rather abruptly as his phone dinged beside him signaling a text message. 'Hey, Tyson, who was it?' Rei replied first. 'Did Hillary get back from Italy?'
'Nah man, she's still visiting Oliver… it's so weird to think they are dating.' Tyson replied. 'Try again!'
'Hey guys!' Max piped in with a line of smiley face emotes. 'Did your dad visit?' He guessed.
'Not even close man! This is way more exciting than that!' Tyson replied practically vibrating with contained excitement.
'Come on Tyson; you be got to give us some kind of hint.' Rei replied.
'Yeah, how do you expect us to guess if you aren't giving us anything to go on!' Max said tacking an exasperated emote onto the end
'Ugh, you guys are no fun. Fine, it's a guy, he's tall, and he's Russian.' Tyson sent back.
'Tala?' Rei questioned.
'There's no way he would be this excited about seeing Tala. He sees him practically weekly.' Max reasoned, 'OMG!' the exclamation was followed by several surprised emotes. 'NO WAY DUDE!'
'Am I missing something?' Rei asked.
'Come on Maxie! Guess!' Tyson egged on chuckling at his friend's antics.
'IT'S KAI ISN'T IT!' Max said surrounding the message in smiley faces, and thumbs up emotes.
'Yeah! He's back in town isn't that awesome!' Tyson said.
'I told you he would be back eventually Tyson! Do you know how long he'll be there? You think he'll be around when Max and I come visit next month!? It would be awesome to have the gang back together.' Rei typed back.
'That's so cool Ty! How is the sourpuss and where the hell has he been? We haven't seen him in like a year!' Max's message popped up immediately after Rei's.
'I'm not really sure how long he'll be in town for, but he has an apartment, so that has to be a good sign! Yeah, he seems like our good old sourpuss! I didn't get to spent much time with him though.' Tyson sent, 'He says, he's been in Europe. He's supposed to call me to hang out later.'
Meanwhile, Kai's apartment.
"Oh, Kai… you feel so good," Kai moaned in reply watching the sweat roll down his lovers hard glistening chest as his lover slowly slid up and down his dick.
"Yes," Kai whispered watching the tight abs flex in front of him. "Oh fuck, Tyson."
"Does it feel good Kai?" Tyson asked wrapping his hand around his own hard, dripping cock and began pumping in time with the slow, controlled thrusts into his ass. He moaned loudly throwing his head back. "Oooooh, so good." He moaned out lifting his head to stare into his lover's crimson eyes. "Do I make you feel good, Kai? Tell me, Kai, I want to know if you like it when I ride your cock like this," Tyson leaned forward placing his free hand on Kai's chest using it as leverage to slow his pace even further. "Tell me, Kai… tell me."
Kai woke to his own strangled moan with a raging hard-on trapped in the jeans he was wearing. "Fuck…" he whispered to himself as his cock throbbed painfully. He reached between his legs palming the hard bulge. "God damn it." He hissed out as he pressed down hard on the appendage squeezing his balls painfully in the process, attempting to calm his erection, along with trying to erase the vivid imagery still swimming in his mind from his dream. He sat up quickly not bothering to be careful causing a painful pinch in his balls. "Ah, fuck me… that's what I get for wearing tight jeans…" He stood slowly being much more cautious as he walked to his bathroom. He started the shower letting it run a bit while he peeled the sweaty clothes off his body, letting out a moan as his erection his the cool air of the bathroom. After checking the temperature of the water, Kai stepped into the shower. He stood under the spray of cold water and glared down at the floor of his shower with his hands clenched into fists at his side. "God damn it… I've just got to push it out of my mind."
The concept of cold showers was something that was Kai was absurdly well acquainted with, especially in the last few months. He couldn't remember a morning that he didn't wake up in a daze of sexual frustration begging to be satisfied. As a result, his daily shower routine had changed to accommodate a long bout of standing under near-freezing water waiting for the unwelcome erection to wane. It wasn't so much that Kai was against masturbating, he just didn't like it. He hated the feeling of abject loneliness that would settle in after he opened his eyes to find himself alone once the bliss of orgasm had passed. Sometimes, not even the discomfort of the icy cold water raining down on him was enough to calm his raging hormones, and this was proving to be one of those times.
Kai turned to the side allowing some of the cold water from the shower to pelt his stubborn erection, hoping that it would help calm it. It didn't. He leaned on the wall of the shower with both his elbows and buried his face in his arms. "God damn it." He whispered as he slid one of his hands down the wall to grip the hard organ. With a gasp, he closed his eyes and sunk into the visions of his fantasies.
"Mmmm Kai, you look so tasty." Dream Tyson whispered flirtatiously his gaze fixed pointedly on Kai's engorged member. "Let me help, love." Tyson sunk down to his knees in front of Kai who moaned as a pink tongue poked out to lick at the exposed head.
"Oh fuck." Kai moaned "I want to fuck your mouth baby."
Tyson chuckled lightly in reply, "all in good time my love." He spoke in a low teasing voice that sent shivers down Kai's spine. "Cum for me, Kai… cum."
That was all it took; Kai groaned as he ejaculated spurts of creamy white fluid onto the wall in front of him. "God…" he whispered, raising his head.
When he opened his eyes, it wasn't a head of soft blue hair that met his gaze, but instead a string of numbers written lovingly in black ink on the inside of his wrist. His mind took him back to the moment Tyson had penned them there. The pleading look that occupied his eyes as he asked Kai to call him. The decision was made before he even thought about it. He didn't bother to finish washing or turn off the shower. He just turned stepping out of the shower to retrieve his phone out of the pocket of his discarded jeans and typed the numbers in, hitting the send button, and waited while listening to the ringing. "Hey, Tyson… you want to hang out tonight?"
AN: As long as this chapter took to write, it was a lot of fun and I am really excited to post it. I hope you all enjoyed and feel free to leave a review, or not I'm cool either way! Have a great rest of your day... or night... or whatever.
