Hi Folks! I brought another of my old stories. This has been rewritten, too. I changed the title as well, but I guess it turned out more lovely. :)

Disclaimer: I do not own beyblade characters

Warnings: adult language and small yaoi (if you don't like Kai/Takao love relationship then this story is not for you)

Fatherly Love

(one-shot fanfic)

It was an ordinary Friday afternoon in the Hiwatari-Kinomiya residence, yet for someone it was more than special. In the kitchen Takao was currently washing away the dishes when the front door suddenly swung open. A little storm, named Makoto, dashed in with a huge grin on his excited face.

"Dad! Dad! Guess what happened in school! Guess, guess, guess!"

"Whoa! Slow down kiddo before you blow off the whole house!" Takao turned to him amused. Sometimes, it was a wonder even for him where did Makoto have all that energy. Takao swore he was like a mini version of hurricane. Makoto's excitement whirled faster than a beyblade. Takao doubted he had been that hyperactive at this age, even though Kai and Gramps often confirmed that he was.

Makoto didn't listen, he just bounced up and down. "Look! Look! I corrected my grade in math!" he waved his test eagerly in front of his dad's nose.

Takao managed to take the paper from his flinging hand so he could check it properly. He smiled proudly. "I see you managed to catch up on your lessons finally. Well done son."

"Does that mean we are going to the amusement park at the weekend?" Makoto's eyes sparkled with enthusiasm, like fireworks on New Years Eve. "Pleaseee Dad! You promised we would go if I do it good."

Takao ruffled his hair, chuckling. "Hold on kiddo. Let's wait for Kai to come home, it was his idea, after all."

At that moment Gou ambled in the kitchen with a long face.

"Hi Gou. How was your day?" Takao looked at his adopted son and his smile wilted down immediately when he saw the boy's gloomy expression.

Dropping down his school bag, Gou pulled himself on a chair in the kitchen table. He folded his arms before himself and dropped his jaw on them. "School sucks." he grumbled.

"How so?" Takao looked confused at him. Gou was a smart kid with lot of self-confidence, good grades, and unlike Makoto, he liked school. Something must have put the kid off if he felt that way.

Gou didn't answer. He avoided carefully his stepfather's gaze. Instead, he shrank himself smaller.

Takao looked concerned. "Gou?"

"Gou got a punishment!" Makoto chirped saucily.

Takao was surprised. "What?"

"Shut your mouth, brat!" Gou snapped stingily at his so-called younger brother.

"But you did!" Makoto sang mockingly. "Dad's little good boy got punishment! Na-na-na-naaa!"

"I said shut your trap you shrimp or I'll stuff your blade up in your nose!" Gou's face turned red both in embarrassment and anger. He glared daggers at Makoto.

"You wouldn't." Makoto stuck out his tongue.

"Yes I do! You're a snooper!"

"I'm not!"

"Yes you are!"

"No I'm not!"

"Yes you are!"

Takao shook his head. Even in their short period of time together Takao got to learn that Gou was very much like Kai. Gou was more talkative and opened up but his demanding style and possession was just like his father's. He didn't take criticism well and he never let anyone get away without avengement for picking him. Even now, Takao was having hard times to deal with Kai's protective manners towards him, including jealousy – not that he minded. Actually, he kind of enjoyed being devoured by the dual haired man's attention after waiting, longing for him so long. He loved Gou just as much as if he was his own son, but right now he had to work on to keep the peace in their family. Preventing to let the boys jump onto each other's throat, he stepped between them. He placed a hand fondly on the kids' head.

"Now-now boys, cut it out. Makoto, go into your room and pack up your toys that you left all over while I talk to Gou, okay?" he said in a gentle tone yet in his matured mahogany eyes there was a flash of sternness that left no argument for any of them.

Makoto obeyed reluctantly and walked out. He was never keen on to keep things tidy. The atmosphere didn't turn better as Takao cast back his attention to Gou. The boy still kept avoiding his gaze and said no words for long minutes. His shoulders slumped.

"Is it true, Gou? You got punished?"

Gou only nodded while a faint pink colour crossed his cheeks.

Takao frowned. It wasn't like Gou at all, who bullied others or got into trouble as Makoto often did. Gou was more conscious and he was often the one who protected Makoto, like an older brother, from other kids when they pestered him. Let's say it happened more often than less times ever since their fathers got together. Kai and Takao weren't the only ones who had to deal with nasty people who glowered at them because of their relationship. Their kids were going through the same, but they were proud how bravely they handled the situation compared to their age. There were other things that made Gou very similar to Kai, in Takao's eyes. He didn't like answering for direct questions, or being pushed, so he had to use his special language, as he did by Kai, to wheedle out the words of Gou. He must rub on his soft point first.

"I guess I know exactly what do you need now." he smiled as he got up from his chair and walked to the cupboard. He took out two mugs and a poured dark, warm liquid. Returning to his seat next to Gou he pushed one mug in front of him.

Instantly, Gou's nose perked up at the steaming, sweet scent. It was hot chocolate. His favourite one. Unable to resist, he took it between his hands and began sipping it with pleasure. A lopsided smirk curved on Takao's lips. It seemed it ran in the Hiwatari Family that they had a weakness for sweet tastes, no matter how much they tried to deny it. He sipped his own drink with contentment and waited for the upcoming effect.

After a short time Gou finally spoke. "Takao-chan?"

"Yeah?"

Gou fidgeted a little on his seat before he gathered his courage. "Are you mad at me?" he blinked sheepishly up at him.

"No, I'm not." Takao shook his head gravely.

"Papa sure will be." he lowered his head woefully.

"No, he won't. But I guess it's better if you tell what happened, don't you think?"

Gou nodded reluctantly and Takao encouraged him further. "Don't you wanna tell me first before he arrives homes? It might makes you feel better."

Gou raised his head at him again and peered with such vulnerable face like a small puppy who got kicked. "Um… I guess. Actually, it all happened because… I hit a few of my classmates." he mumbled confessedly.

"Oh. And why?"

"They were picking on me!" Gou said defensively as his voice got back its volume. His cheeks turned this time on a darker shade of pink.

Takao raised an eyebrow wonderingly. "Was there a pretty girl in the subject?" he would be surprised if it was, since Gou was only nine years old and he didn't show interest towards girls, except beyblading.

Gou shook his head.

"Then what happened?" Takao urged him on. "Did they challenge you or something?" Gou shook his head again, and Takao frowned. That was when he noticed a folded paper that was hidden between Gou's fiddling fingers.

The boy took his last bit of courage and continued. "You see… today is Mother's Day… and we had to write a short essay about our mother." the words came out very careful from Gou, but it was rather by the embarrassment than the emotional sore.

Takao's sighed. He should have thought that sooner or later this boner would stung in their family's life. There were things they couldn't avoid. Makoto was only a baby when his mother died in a disease not long after he was born. When he was old enough he asked about his mother and Takao willingly told him everything, leaving no details out. He was convinced that telling the truth was always the best. Surprisingly, Makoto took it quite well and after he got settled with the story he didn't ask any more about his mother. He was so used to having only his dad around, and now Gou who was his friend and Kai, who he adorned to the bones, that he didn't miss actually his mother.

However, Gou was different. No matter how happy they were together, or that Kai and Takao were the best and strongest bladers in the world, there was one thing that even they couldn't give their kids. A mother. Thinking back, things could have turned out different if they had confessed their love for each other sooner, but then they wouldn't have the kids around. That was one thing they would never change. They both thought that they had been too young back then and neither of them were ready to deal openly with their feelings. Keeping their rivalry and friendship in a steady bond was safer for them.

Their story turned out that Kai had left again for his own and later he met Gou's mother, who didn't turn out to be a mother-type woman after she got to know she was pregnant. For most of their surprises Kai was the one who wanted to raise Gou, not wanting him to go through the same abandonment and harsh things he'd also suffered in his childhood. Growing up without the love of parents and living in a cold orphanage was something he wouldn't let Gou being put into. So as a lonely father he was raising Gou and when he returned and met up with Takao again they managed to talk things out between each other. First, Kai wasn't sure Takao would forgive him after he'd left him again but it seemed their connection was stronger and more forgiving for each other's weaknesses than he'd thought. Leaving the kids by Kenny and Hilary they walked to their favourite place, the riverbank, where they had first met. Somehow the place gave them enough comfort what they both needed as a support for their confession. In the end they ended up in Takao's house, then in a quite short time they tumbled in his bed, thoroughly immersed and engulfed in their passionately love.

They both knew that their lives together wouldn't be all rainbow and paradise but they also knew that together they could pass through everything. It had been three months now and they were balancing one other out quite fine. Except this one thing… It was sad for Takao to see Gou being put as a target for mean insults by the kids and he couldn't do much about it. He guessed that Gou probably didn't write anything on the paper because there was no point, that's why he was so down.

But Takao was surprised once again when Gou spoke. "I wrote my essay about you. Please don't be mad at me." he said desperately and handed the folded paper shyly to his wide-eyed stepfather.

Takao unfolded the crimpled paper and started reading:

'My Mother

I have a very special person as for a mother. He always packs lunch for me to school and helps with my homework. He washes out our clothes and the house is always waiting for us clean and tidy when we get home. He cooks the best meal, even better than uncle Rei, except sushi, because that one is awful. He always encourages me when I'm scared and practice with me and my brother beyblading, if Papa is at work. He is strong and brave. Although he is not my mother, he is actually my stepfather, but he cares for me like a real mother.'

Takao folded back the paper gingerly and glanced back at his son with overwhelmed emotions. Now he understood it. Gou's well plastered face finally broke and his mouth quivered.

"The others taunted me. They said a stepfather can never be like a mother and I'm not allowed to write something like." he started sniffling.

The next moment he was hauled up from his chair and was placed in Takao's lap who looked at him with a fond smile. "How could I be mad at such a nice thing I've ever got from you?"

"But… but I shouldn't… and the others said that you…" Gou hiccoughed.

"Don't bother whatever they say." Takao confirmed sternly, and he wiped off the small teardrops from the boy's cheeks. "They can think whatever they want. You are still my son and I love you just as much as Makoto, and I wouldn't swap you for any beyblade title." he winked at him brightly.

Gou's face brightened up. "Really?"

"Really. You know what? I guess there is something more important. You and I got the chance to choose each other, just as Makoto and your Papa, right?" he twinkled playfully on Gou's nose who laughed.

"Yeah, right." his cheerful mood was back again and now that the pressure was rolled off from his heart he felt much better. He dried his eyes.

"Just one more thing. "Takao added. "I would still prefer not to be called mommy." he marked wryly.

Gou chuckled. "Don't worry, I won't say that… but Takao-chan?"

"What it is?"

"But would you mind if I called you Dad?" Gou tilted his head at him unsure. "I know you're not really my Dad, but… can I?"

Takao broke into a warm smile. Even if he wanted he couldn't resist to such cute face. "I guess we can call that a deal."

"Thanks Dad." he folded his small hands around Takao's neck and buried his face onto his shoulder.

Takao rocked him slightly as he stroked his back. There was a melting warmth that spread through his heart and tears stung on the corner of his eyes. After only a few months of living together this was the most beautiful word he'd heard from Gou. Dad. He didn't think they'd come to it so fast but he was glad for it. "You're welcome son."

"Dad? Do you think Papa will agree to it?" came Gou's muffled voice.

Before Takao could answer, a third voice spoke in the room.

"He definitely does."

They both looked up surprised to see the older Hiwatari standing at the door with crossed arms. Discounting the business suit and the lack of blue face-paints, Kai looked just like the same beyblade warrior as in his teenage years. The time of ten years hadn't caught up to him, though he had matured some. There was a contented smirk on his pale face.

"Papa!" Gou screeched excitedly and he crawled off from Takao's lap. He ran up to his father who took him up in his strong arms.

"Hi son. How was school?"

"Erm… I'll tell it at dinner." Gou grinned cheekily. "I go up to help Makoto." once his father put him back on his feet he escaped out.

Kai then turned back to his lifemate who walked up to him with a suspicious glare. "Just how long have you been standing here?" Takao raised an eyebrow at him.

"Long enough to hear everything." Kai smirked lustfully. His satisfaction only grew when Takao's cheeks turned to pink and that sulky pout on his face made him look only more desirable.

"Didn't you know that eavesdropping is rude?"

"I don't like playing manners." Kai droned huskily and he was already leaning over Takao's neck to plant a chaste kiss on the tanned skin. He knew exactly how could he make his stormy mate compliant and submissive in his arms. He began his pleasurable work by slowly travelling his lips sensually over his sensitive skin, right below his ear. He felt the young man shiver which was intoxicating. He inhaled the fresh scent of long hair which drove Takao always crazy. "Hmm, but I like playing with you." he breathed hotly.

Takao's pulse sped up and his eyes nearly rolled back in his pleasure. "Ah… Kai." Dammit, Kai was not only a passionate blader but even an extremely good kisser and he knew how could he work him up and burst fireworks in his system. But heck if he didn't enjoy it, mostly after he was waiting too long to finally have Kai all for himself. Unable to resist, and forgetting his earlier disapproval, he went completely pliant in the dual haired man's arms as they sneaked around his lean waist while his lips kept devouring him now with soft kisses. Soon Takao's hands moved too, he drew one on Kai's back while the other dove through the soft strands of hair, stroking him. For a while they were kissing deep and sensually, completely entwined in each other's embrace.

Once they broke apart, Kai spoke. "So… what have you made us for dinner, Mommy?" a naughty smile tugged on his lips.

Takao's face flushed once again brightly. A vein throbbed on his forehead. "Say that again and I'll make you sleep on the couch tonight." he growled.

"Like you can sleep away from me one night. You can't resist me." crimson eyes gleamed with lust. He loved pushing Takao's libido over the edge.

"Yes I can!" Takao snapped back.

"Hm, is that so?"

"Keep pushing it and I'll make you!"

"Is that a challenge?" the grin on Kai's face was devilish this time. Oh he was so going to win this game…

Later in the evening, when the kids were tugged in bed, Kai set up his plan. He took his pillow and blanket wordlessly to the living room while Takao returned to their bedroom sulkily to heal his wounded pride. Kai wasn't worried though. He knew how predictable Takao was, so he laid down comfortably and drifted into a slight slumber. Time was around midnight when the door of living room cracked open and soft sound of footsteps tiptoed inside. In the darkness it seemed like Kai was deep asleep, but in truth he was wide awake. A cheeky smile curved on his lips, knowing exactly who was sneaking in the room. He felt the blanket pulled aside for a moment then a familiar weight crawled beside him. Feeling the warmth Kai reached over and pulled his mate close to his chest in a soft embrace while he began stroking his midnight blue hair. For a long while they stayed like that, Takao snuggled comfortably against Kai's chest while their legs tangled, and he listened to his lover's heartbeat.

"I was scared you might leave again." Kai heard Takao's broken murmur. That one sentence gave a stab in his heart. Maybe he had miscalculated Takao's sensitive soul. Even though Takao was a persistent and tough blader, and the strongest rival Kai could ever ask for, the long years of loneliness and waiting, and that he got betrayed by Kai so many times in the past, had definitely wounded him deeply. Takao had to endure a lot emotionally till he was waiting for him, but Kai didn't realise how much he had truly missed him, until now. He shouldn't have put Takao through this stupid challenging game, no matter if the bluenette was stubborn to go on with it.

Showing how sorry he was without words, Kai tightened his hold on him while he seeked out Takao's lips blindly and started kissing him feverishly. His placation was working. Takao was becoming more and more pliant in his arms and he wriggled restlessly with pent up longing. He was desperately and hungrily demanding Kai's lips who fulfilled all of his pleasurable wishes gladly. Then he pulled Takao over his muscular chest to allow him some control before he would take the upper-hand back in the end. His dear bishounen seemingly enjoyed having his way with him as he glided over Kai's body lustfully. His lean waist was straddling now Kai in a very erotic way as their clothed bodies grinded together. That seductive manner turned on Kai even more and fire burnt in his crimson eyes.

"You have that gleam in your eyes." Takao gazed back at him, panting slightly. Even in the darkness he could detect those mysterious sparks in Kai's eyes.

The blue haired man was so beautiful in his innocent glory, the way he was sitting on him. His long hair hung freely all over his shoulders, it shone brightly as the moonlight lit on those long locks. A kinky smile spread over his moistened lips. "I just had this sexy image of you riding on me while you wear nothing but a white apron."

Takao's face turned scarlet. "You perverted bastard. You better not rub that topic on me ever again or I'm gonna make you –" he didn't get the chance to finish whatever he wanted to say because Kai pulled him down and fused their lips together. The next moment he flipped them over and Takao was wriggling in helpless pleasure as the dual haired attacked at various places of his body with hot, open mouthed licks and kisses. A strong, calloused hand sneaked under the hem of Takao's pyjama pants and very soon the living room was echoing by their loud gasps and moans.

*~ The End ~ *

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