Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade

Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade.

A/N: I apologize for how long this took. Work has a tendency to give me writer's block so I took me far longer to write this then usual. Luckily, I'm back at school, which gives me time to write, so hopefully it won't take nearly so long to update this again. Enjoy, and thanks for reading.

Ignoring the voice saying he was being an idiot for risking his job and a place to live he leaned down and gently kissed Robert, just the lightest brush of lips knowing not to push the older teen. He could feel the tension run through the other's shoulders, the muscles contracting too quickly for the moment to be comfortable. With a last barely there kiss he was on his feet and away from the noble, knowing he was close to pushing the noble. And while he knew he was a bastard he was not the type to force anyone into something they were uncomfortable with. He managed a quiet 'good night' hating how strained his voice sounded and disappeared through the door.

Once the door had shut Robert released a shuddering breath, head falling back against the wall. Rubbing his hands against the stone to get the feel of Bryan off he closed his eyes. He didn't want to feel Bryan over him, didn't want the soft touches of calloused fingers, didn't want to admit to the warm burn of arousal in the pit of his stomach.

But at the same time, against everything he had been taught growing up about his role as a Jurgen, he wanted it. Bryan had moved from his status as an unwanted houseguest, to an important part within a little over six months. His sarcasm and quiet presence had become an integral part of the castle and the thought of losing it pushed away any residual arousal and he got to his feet, knowing he needed to talk to Bryan but wanting to leave it until the morning.

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The next morning Robert got out of bed feeling drained, a state he blamed on the alcohol from the night before and the emotional turmoil that had followed. It wasn't until he came out of the on-suite bathroom that he realized someone had been in his room sometime during the night without waking him.

Sitting on the table next to his bed, in a shaft of sun was a metallic light purple blade. Being careful to not touch the sharp edges he picked it up, not overly surprised to find a picture of Falborg rising from a tornado on the bit in the middle. He rubbed his thumb over the image, wondering why it was suddenly in his possession. Most bladers were extremely possessive of their bitbeasts and leaving the blade with someone else was a sign of trust.

Carefully setting Falborg back on the table Robert proceeded to get dressed, trying to keep his mind on the conference he had in less then an hour and not the night before. Just as he was shrugging his shirt on the bedroom door burst open and Gustav stepped in, an angry frown tugging at his mouth. "Yes?"

The butler smoothed a hand down the front of his jacket before folding his hands behind his back. "The red Lamborghini is gone and I have reason to believe that-"

"Bryan took it." Ignoring the startled look on the man's face Robert buttoned his shirt, no haste in his movements. "Don't look so surprised Gustav. It was not hard to figure who you would place the blame on."

Gustav's frown deepened and he stood straighter. "Pardon my assumptions Master Jurgen, but Mr. Kuznetsov is just the type of person who would find such a car an irresistible attraction. I was waiting until you awoke, but I will inform the authorities of the theft."

Threading a belt through the loops on his slacks he glared at the older man. "You will do no such thing. Bryan is part of this household and I will not have you trying to belittle him with your every word." He didn't pause to think about how easy it was to give Bryan an even deeper connection to his family, though he did note the scandalized look on Gustav's face. Drawing a tie and suit jacket from the wardrobe Robert leveled a disapproving look at the man. "Go against my wishes and I will bring this matter before the Baroness."

The threat of the being brought before the Baroness was not an idle on as only the most serious infractions ever came to her attentions. While she had left much of the family business to Robert after her husband's death she was still the Jurgen matriarch.

"As you wish Master Jurgen."

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"Don't know why I knocked." Shifting his bag Bryan reached into the pocket of his jeans and pulled out the penthouse key he had received on his first visit. The curtains of the floor to ceiling windows were drawn, leaving the main room cool and the penthouse was oddly silent. "Tala? Kai?"

Strong hands settled on his back and shoved him forward. He nearly tripped over the low coffee table and dropping his bag whirled around, reaching out for his attacker. His fingers skimmed over a cloth covered shoulder and soft hair briefly touched his hand. He paused in his pursuit, confusion overriding his anger at the sudden attack. "What the fuck Rei?"

The lights flicked on to reveal Rei standing next to the light switch, arms folded across his chest, body tense with anger. "Don't what the fuck me Bryan Kuznetsov. You disappear on your birthday, leaving behind no hint of where you are going. I call Tala and Kai figuring you'd being showing up here at some point, but they say they haven't heard from you. Then, I get a call from Tala saying you've shown up and disappeared just as quickly with no idea of where you're staying. Stop fucking acting like I don't have a right to be mad."

Bryan glared at the neko-jin. "I'm not denying your right to feel mad at me, but you and Tal both need to stop acting like my babysitters. I am completely capable of fucking my life up without consulting you and you know better than to sneak up on me. I could have killed you."

The younger teen shifted, relaxing a little, though his anger was still visible. "Kai and Tala are at Biovolt having some kind of meeting with government officials. They don't know when they'll be back."

Raising his hands above his head Bryan stretched, causing his spine to pop. "Doesn't matter to me. I've been up since five yesterday morning and driving since extremely early this morning. Sleep is more important than seeing those two. Have Tala wake me up when they get back."

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"Bryan, I love you, but I swear if that car is stolen and Interpol shows up on our doorstep

I am gladly going to hand you over to them."

Rolling over just enough to glare at his friend Bryan hit him on the leg. "I didn't steal the car. I borrowed it from an acquaintance." He didn't care to use the word acquaintance in regards to his relationship with Robert but it was the only word he could think of to describe the weird, shifting relationship they have.

Tala moved until he was lying down next to the other teen, head resting on his folded arms. "An acquaintance with enough money to own a Lamborghini who isn't Kai. Have you been holding out on me?"

"No, my employer is just extremely wealthy." With a quick glance at the bedside clock he sat up, feeling much better after nearly six hours of sleep. "Would you stop looking at me like I've grown an extra eye?"

The redhead brushed a light touch across his friend's bandaged hand and split lip, pale eyes serious. "What the hell happened to you? I haven't seen you looking so beat up since that fight with Spencer about bitbeasts when we were twelve."

Carefully unclipping the bandage he unwound it from his hand, noticing that the slight swelling had gone down. "I got in a fight with an obnoxious lizard a couple of days ago." Sliding out of bed he stripped, heedless of his nakedness. There had been no privacy in the Abbey and so being naked around each other had never been a big deal. "Care to explain why Rei is here?"

Tala sat up as the other teen moved into the bathroom and started the shower. "It's kind of a long story, but he showed up right after you took off. He's been here ever since." There was something Tala wasn't saying, a slight clip to his words that was only there when he was hiding something.

"That doesn't seem like a long story Tala." Even through the beating rhythm of the shower he could feel the redhead's tenseness and knew there was something more, something Tala was worried about him being upset with.

Shifting on the bed until he was sitting on the edge he watched Bryan move in the shower. "It's longer then that, but it is Rei's place to tell you the rest, not mine."

"You're respecting Rei's right to pass along information when you can't do the same for me. Interesting." Turning off the shower Bryan plucked a towel from the bar next to the stall and wrapped it around his hips before stepping out. He could see the shock in Tala's eyes and knew it was only a matter of time before he spoke.

Sitting up straighter Tala folded his hands in his lap. "I know what you're talking about Bryan. It's not like I couldn't tell Kai. He was suspicious already and you freaking out about the blow job wasn't exactly subtle. If it makes you feel any better he wasn't upset about it. He was more then willing to make it work between the three of us. I was actually surprised to see you here."

Eyes narrowed Bryan didn't answer his friend immediately. Tala had broken the unspoken rule that had been in place for nearly as long as they'd known each other. "And at the same time you could have chosen to not tell him. You are a good enough liar to convince Boris that nothing went wrong. I should think Kai would have been easy to deceive. Or at least distract him. Your mouth is good for that."

When he saw Tala move to defend himself he took a half-step towards his friend. "No. You broke the silence and I get the last words. This will never be mentioned again." He waited until the other teen nodded. "Good." Raking a hand through his hair he dressed, forgoing socks as the penthouse was warm. "Is there anything to eat?"

Tala shrugged as he got up to follow Bryan out of the room. "There might be. We ordered out last night and there were some leftovers but Rei might have had it for lunch today."

"I would settle for peanut butter righ-" He stopped so suddenly Tala ran into him. "The hell is going on?"

Kai was kneeling over Rei on the couch, one hand holding the neko-jin's above his head, the other under his shirt stroking over tan skin. Rei was moaning and arching into the touch, obviously enjoying the attention. They were so caught up in each other they seemed completely oblivious to their spectators until Tala whistled.

At the shrill sound they broke apart, Kai looking extremely guilty when he saw Bryan. Ignoring the confused look from Rei the slate haired Russian got to his feet, one hand held out to his friend. "Bryan-"

"No. We had this conversation once and we're not having it again. It is staying dead and buried." He cast a brief look at Rei who was still flushed and looking confused before turning to Tala. "So this is the long story you couldn't tell me."

With a nod the redhead padded to the kitchen to start digging through the fridge. "Turns out he had the hots for Kai and when he found out we were already together he revealed he kind of thought I was a sexy devil and was attracted to him at Worlds, so we figured we'd try to make it work."

Bryan nodded as Tala set about making something edible. "But then you've always been a sex fiend, so I suppose the more people willing to sleep with you the happier you'll be." He glanced at Kai, eyes hooded, knowing what had to be said even if wasn't completely true. His friend had been all he'd wanted for four years but Tala and Rei had him and he wasn't willing to share. Not to mention he had to figure out what exactly was going on with Robert. "I guess that makes me the only person in the penthouse who doesn't want you."

He saw the shock in Tala and Kai's eyes could see Rei's dawning comprehension and it satisfied him to know that they believed him, even if he hadn't quite managed to convince himself of the same fact. "Don't look at me like that. Four years is long enough."