Title: Obsession
Author: PandaPjays
Chapter Title: Distractions
Rating: T
Warnings: Yaoi. KaiRei TalaBryan if you don't like, don't read it. Fairly creepy themes and violence towards the end.
Disclaimer: If anyone has ever thought I owned Beyblades they were WRONG. I just like stealing the characters and using for my own amusement
Author Note: And hello once again from the update Crew/Update crew dutifully waves/
I had family come to stay at my place so my big excuse to leave them was - "I have to do my page!" Leaving them blinking and thinking that I was more insane than them. (Very not true)
And so I spent a lot of my time hiding and typing. Resulting in my longest chapter yet! In this fic anyways.
Have I mentioned before how much I love reviewers? No? Let me reiterate then. I LOVE REVIEWERS THEY ARE ALL AWESOMELY AWESOME TO THE BIGGEST DEGREE EVER.
Ahem.
And on with the story!
- Lots of love, Panda, Panda-chan and Brick
Kai glared at his pen as he tapped it against his notepad. It had decided that today would be one of those days where it wouldn't work just to spite him. It was one of the few days he needed it to work and the pen just wasn't there for him.
He glared at it again, willing the ink to run as he scribbled on his page. It didn't. Kai could have sworn the pen was laughing at him.
A pen appeared into his view as someone handed one to him over his shoulder.
Kai turned to glare at the trainee Johnny had made him work with for the past two months.
'Need a pen?' the annoying one asked, shaking the pen he was holding out to emphasise his point. He smiled at Kai encouragingly.
Kai growled under his breath before snatching the pen from Brooklyn's grasp and turning back around to the table he was sitting at.
"Are you alright there, Kai?" Enrique asked, twirling his pen around between his fingers.
"Fine." Kai grunted. "My pen ran out."
Enrique nodded in satisfaction before turning back to the people they were supposed to be meeting with to figure out strategies to advertise their product. He shot them a friendly smile. "Kai's not that much of a people person." He explained light heartedly. He watched as Kai quietly snapped the non-working pen in two. "…Or, evidently, a pen person."
Their two potential clients laughed at Kai's expense. "That's fine." The male of the two said. "Dealing with numbers all day would make me grumpy too."
The blonde woman who sat next to him cuffed him over the head. "That shows how little you know about numbers." She told him.
"What more do I need to understand other than they're boring?" He asked her, grinning.
She rolled her eyes and got back on task. "So, how viable do you think our product is?"
Enrique quickly looked down at his notes to refresh his memory on what exactly their product was. "Well, Mrs Tate-"
"Ms" She corrected him.
"Ms Tate, I don't know. Certainly we can advertise it but it depends on the public about whether it'll be a success or not. I have complete confidence in this product, however."
Kai suppressed a snort of laughter. The people in front of him were obviously insane. Who the hell would come up with the idea of customisable spinning tops and expect them to sell? Luckily, he was just the humble accountant.
He had been called in to do a complete and detailed analysis of their company's financial statements.
They were nothing special. They had only managed to get so far with their own self-advertising and somehow or another had the crazy idea to go national. Kai had a feeling that it was the female of the pair's idea to do this. The male didn't seem ambitious enough. He looked like he would be comfortable having a small shop somewhere without the fickleness of the world in general.
Don't we all? Kai mentally empathised as he once again looked through the figures he was supposed to be presenting. Enrique had decided, in his infinite wisdom, to invite Kai to this meeting to do his 'boring stuff' as the blonde so flatteringly called it.
Kai couldn't deny that it was a whole lot more interesting than what he would normally be doing. It also had another advantage.
It gave him time when he didn't have to speak to the evil spawn. Otherwise known as Brooklyn.
He could still remember with perfect clarity the day that Johnny had introduced Brooklyn to him. It had begun an even more nightmarish chapter to his nightmare of a life.
He could remember the relief when he had gone on lunch, first making sure to give Brooklyn a pile of paper to sort through. When he had handed the paper over to the trainee he had watched in glee as Brooklyn's normally serene face had turned to one of surprise. He had discovered an all-important fact.
Paper had weight.
Apart from that, that day had been uneventful. Except for one random detail.
Rei had worn his hair in a blue wrap.
He had never done that before and never had again since that day. Kai was extremely grateful for that. It wasn't that Rei hadn't looked good in the wrap, far from it. Rei could wear anything and still look 'wow' worthy. Kai just preferred him in white.
The pure colour suited Rei. Plus there was the fact that Rei miraculously avoided any type of dirt or potentially staining object whenever he wore it. Meaning, of course, that he was forced to become just that much more agile whenever he was actually working in the café.
And that, Kai didn't mind at all.
"Kai?" Enrique asked, gesturing to the books in front of him. "Care to show us what you mean by there might be a problem with the funds?"
"I didn't say might. I said will be." Kai told the room.
"How so?" Ms Tate asked, sitting forward in her seat with a frown. "I did all of the figures myself."
"Then you did them wrong."
The blonde narrowed her eyes at Kai. "Care to explain, young man?"
"To put it simply. You don't have enough money to even think about advertising anything. Let alone using an advertising firm like this one which will cost you thousands more."
She sat back in her chair and waved her hand dismissively. "We discussed all of this with your other accountant." She told him, looking pointedly at Brooklyn.
"Our other accountant who still isn't an accountant." Kai ground out, forcing himself not to turn around and throttle the ginger haired man behind him.
He knew he shouldn't have started to cut down on his coffee intake.
He had only done so because the new bane of his life, Brooklyn, had some sort of dislike for the taste of coffee or similar. On his first day he had commented how he could almost smell the sweat of slave labour coming off the beans or similar.
Normally Kai would have ignored him. A lot.
But Brooklyn refused to be anywhere near him whenever he had his beloved coffee with him. And that made Johnny angry.
And an angry Johnny meant a fired Kai.
And Kai didn't want to be fired.
He may have detested being anywhere near Johnny. He definitely detested being anywhere near Brooklyn and his coffee-nazi streak. But he was already living in a hovel. A very nice hovel, as hovels go, mind you. But Kai didn't want to downgrade.
"He may not be an accountant yet but he figured out a way for us to do this." The woman, who Kai had decided was obviously the ex-wife of Satan's sidekick Balthazar, folded her arms. "Would you like to show him, Brooklyn, dear?" She asked.
Kai controlled his breathing. It was possibly the only thing he could do to keep himself from killing Brooklyn in a very painful as yet unthought of way.
Kai would relish dancing on the evil-orange-haired-rat's grave.
"Thank you, Ms. Tate. But-" Brooklyn told her, smiling the dreamy smile that Kai had come to despise.
"Dear, I told you to call me Judy." She said reproachfully, interrupting him.
"- I only used one of Kai's ideas that he used for a previous client. None of the work was actually mine. I guess I forgot to tell him about it." He shrugged. "My mistake. I was trying to save him some time." Brooklyn sighed and slumped in his seat. He hadn't meant to embarrass Kai like that.
"The things I told them about are at the bottom of the pile that you've got." Brooklyn told Kai, quietly so no one else could hear him
Kai nodded curtly and searched for the papers Brooklyn had told him about. He was going to kill him. Kai was going to murder Brooklyn. And he was going to enjoy it.
He scanned the documents Brooklyn had brought to light and nodded grudgingly. "It could work."
-o-
When they stepped out of the meeting Brooklyn immediately turned to Kai. "I am so sorry." He said sincerely.
Kai glared at Brooklyn. "You're sorry? Oh I'm so glad! Everything's fixed now, isn't it? Now that you're sorry everything's going to be just fine!" He said sarcastically.
Brooklyn looked hurt for a second before shrugging it off. "Ok. I probably deserved that-"
"There was no probably about it." Kai growled as he made his way to his desk, thoughts of zoo escapee leopards mauling the man he was supposed to be training entertaining him.
"Ok. So I definitely deserved that." Brooklyn said, humbly. He had only been working with Kai for two months and he still couldn't find a way to stop the Russian from blatantly hating him. "I didn't mean to do that. Johnny asked me to look after them one time when you were on lunch and I did. I just forgot to give you the paperwork on what we talked about."
"Whatever." Kai said angrily. He glared at his computer for a second before noticing the time. "I'm going to lunch." He told Brooklyn. "If Johnny happens to find you someone to talk to, don't. I don't care what you do otherwise."
Kai growled in frustration and stalked out of the office.
Enrique whistled "Congratulations on surviving the Kai and not crying" He said, walking over to Brooklyn and perching on his desk.
Brooklyn grinned. "He's made people cry?" He asked, looking up at the blonde.
"Of course! He once made a new secretary burst into hysterics. It was funny at the time. I can't even remember his name- Ty-something? He left the next week. That was an age ago, though"
Brooklyn raised an eyebrow. "So he's always been like that?"
Enrique gave a short bark of laughter. "Yeah. As far as I know. My hypnotherapist would have a ball trying to help him." He paused and looked down at Brooklyn. "Why?"
Brooklyn shrugged. "I don't know. It's just like he's been getting more and more distracted by something. I mean, I'm sure I told him about the Tate's case."
Enrique shrugged. "He's just weird. What more can you say?"
Brooklyn sighed and nodded. Enrique was probably right. Maybe Kai was just one of those naturally weird people.
Maybe.
-o-
Kai quickly walked the path that he could now walk in his sleep and stepped into the courtyard of Rei's café.
Immediately he felt the calm aura settle around him that he had come to recognise as Rei's presence and, sure enough, Kai could make out the ebony-haired man out as serving at the registers.
Kai closed his eyes, imprinting the image of Rei leaning on the counter and talking to a customer on his mind. He had found that calling to mind an image of Rei helped produce a fraction of the effect that Rei in real life had.
Rei's image had possibly saved Brooklyn's life a number of times.
Kai smiled softly to himself before making his way through the doors of the café and moving to join the queue in front of Rei.
Kai's stomach did a flop at the thought of being able to talk to Rei again. It was quite common for Rei to be helping at the front but so far Kai had only been served seven times by Rei.
Kai watched as Rei looked across at the café's most silent team member and beckoned for him to come over. Bryan complied and listened as Rei spoke quickly and quietly to him.
Bryan nodded and smirked. "What? Are you going to go and beg Lee again?" He asked loud enough for Kai to hear.
"No!" Rei said indignantly before making his way to the kitchen doors.
"I hear that he's got his heart set on getting you into black hotpants." Bryan called out to him, making Rei blush crimson.
"I will kill him first." Rei vowed before disappearing into the kitchen.
Kai smirked. Rei in hotpants? There would be a sight for sore eyes. He was still busy deciding exactly which angle would be the best vantage point when it was his turn at the counter. For the record, Kai had decided that all angles with Rei in hotpants were equally drool-worthy.
"What would you like?" Bryan asked, looking at Kai disdainfully.
Kai's eyes narrowed, remembering his observations of the first day when he had decided that Bryan obviously wasn't a 'people person'
"Well?"
"The bitterest coffee you have." Kai ground out, Bryan had served him less times than Rei- generally Kai avoided the silent man. For both of their sakes.
Bryan raised an eyebrow. "Care to name it?" He asked. "I haven't tried all of the coffee's we have so you might have to be a bit more elaborate."
Kai glared at Bryan, every time Bryan served him they went through this song and dance.
"Isn't it your job to know which flavour would be the bitterest?" He asked.
"I obviously missed that in my job description."
"Section two, Paragraph A." Tala chirped cheerfully, handing Kai his coffee. "For future reference, it's the one from the country that no one can pronounce." He winked at Bryan and went back to serving his line.
Kai smirked at Bryan and raised his cup. "Pleasure doing business with you." Arsehole.
Kai sat at his usual table and sipped his coffee, both hating and loving the bitter taste. He watched the kitchen door intently. Waiting to see if Rei would come out of it.
He was in luck.
Rei pushed his way through the doors, pouting. "He won't budge. We're going shopping." He said sulkily.
"Of course you are, my sweet." Tala said pinching Rei's cheek. "I can't believe Grumpy stole my opportunity to completely humiliate you!" He complained. "Did you know that he's completely banned me from going? He's got this strange idea that I'm going to dress you in one of those pairs of pants with the seat missing!" He threw up his hand dramatically. "Tch! It's not like they even sell those. You have to make them."
Rei raised his eyebrows and nodded. "Thank you, Tala. I needed to know that."
"Doesn't everyone?" Tala asked matter-of-factly before going back to the counter to rescue Bryan from an irate thirty-something.
Rei rolled his eyes and looked up to the heavens. "Why God? Why did I have to wake up today?" He asked plaintively.
"Because you were just dying to go for a walk and place a new order for bread in at the bakery." Lee told him cheerfully, putting a long list into Rei's hand.
Rei stared at it. "And the phone became obsolete because-?"
Lee rolled his eyes. "Last time I used the phone the person who answered obviously had a hearing problem of some sort. She stuffed up my order almightily. Haven't you noticed how weird the sandwiches look lately?"
Rei blinked. "Uh… no."
Lee sighed. "It is so lucky that you're not the manager… oh wait…"
Rei hit his fellow Chinese man, laughing. "You're evil."
"I aim to please. Now go do that? Please?"
Rei nodded. "Ok. But only because you asked nicely."
Lee grinned thankfully before slipping back into the kitchen. "I owe you one!"
"Can I use that one to stop you from taking me shopping?" Rei asked hopefully.
"I don't owe you that much."
Rei sighed and resigned himself to his shopping-filled fate. He looked at the list. "Tala? I'm going out for a while."
The redhead nodded and continued to serve a customer without pausing.
Rei looked once again at the list and began to walk to the door, not noticing the pair of eyes on him.
A cold fear gripped Kai's heart. Rei couldn't leave. He needed to feel his calming influence. He couldn't deal with the rest of the day otherwise. He glanced at his watch; he still had fifteen minutes of his lunch break left. Rei couldn't leave him now. Not yet.
Making a snap decision, Kai quickly drank the rest of his coffee and stood up. If he couldn't get whatever influence Rei had on him in the café he would have to do some work. He had to earn the calm feeling Rei gave him.
So, leaving the empty coffee cup on the table, Kai hurried to follow Rei, trying to stay close enough to him so he could feel the calming effect Rei had on him. It was hard enough leaving the calm when he needed to go back to work. He couldn't leave it when he didn't need to.
Not yet. Not yet.
Thanks to Braeca for her idea of ReiRei in hotpants
Thanks to she-devil-16for the idea of Bry serving Rei.
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