Disclaimer: I do not own anything nor make any profit off this fanfic, Takao Aoki still sadly owns Beyblade.

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WARNINGS: Lemon-y Goodness this chapter, which means explicit sexual scene. I will put a warning before the lemon, so you know when it's no longer safe to read. After re-reading it, it's a pretty hard lemon guys!

So enjoy the 18th chapter of Beyblade. For those of you who want to know how much I have pre-written...I'm currently writing chapter 40 and I'm estimating this fic will be about 60-80 chapters long.


"W-wait, so the Prime Minister wants to meet me?" asked Tyson dumbfounded, pointing to himself. It was 7:00pm and they were all at the Kinomiya residence, Tyson and Kenny had been studying before Kai strutted in and broke the news. "Wow! That is so awesome!" he started leaping and cheering wildly around the dojo.

"Don't you even want to know why?"

Tyson paused and blinked. "Now that you mention it...yeah."

Kai leaned up against the wall and folded his arms over his broad chest. "It appears that the old geezer has suddenly taken an interest in bitbeasts and wants your word that you will protect Japan."

Tyson sweat dropped. "This guys has no idea how many times we've saved the world, does he?"

"Bastard didn't even know that you were a student."

"Well tomorrow I'll make sure he knows exactly who I am!" the bluenette said beating his chest. Kai rolled his eyes, the World Champion was modest as ever.

"Well Tyson, I'm happy for you!" spoke up Kenny, "But we really need to get back to science formulas."

"Oh man, how can I concentrate on school work if I'm meeting the Prime Minister tomorrow?!" Tyson shouted, pulling at his hair.

The brunette looked over to their former captain for help, horrified when the man pulled out his blade from his pocket. "KAI!"

Ignoring the boy, Kai asked, "Need to blow off some steam?"

In a flash Tyson was outside ready to launch his blade and Kai followed suit. Kenny just sighed and dragged out his laptop, hoping to work on the interior designs of the new stadium, praying that the duo would keep the damage down to a minimum, as the shockwaves of their blades clashing shook the Earth.


Class was pure torture for Tyson as the day dragged on, his eyes glaring at the seemingly motionless clock hands, silently urging them to move faster. When that proved fruitless, he used Dragoon's powers to blow papers away slightly from students and the teacher as a desperate attempt to amuse himself.

He would text Max, but it was after midnight in New York and the American was more than likely sleeping. He looked through his contacts: Kenny was stuck in hell with him, Kai would probably yell at him for texting, if he didn't just outright ignore it. Gramps and Hiro would both give him a lecture and everyone else was scattered around the world and probably would tell him off for not paying attention in class. Which left...the Blitzkrieg Boys. Eh...why not? They were all friends...right?

He tapped on Tala's name and typed. /Hey dude, s'up?/

To his surprise the response was instantaneous. /Tyson? What do you want?/

/Just checking in, dude./

/I see. Is Kai driving you up a wall?/

/Actually, for once, no! Shocking isn't it? The sourpuss actually arranged for me to meet with the Prime Minister of Japan today!/

Half a world away Tala spit out his coffee. Kai arranged a meeting with the Prime Minister, and with Tyson of all people? He knew that the Hiwatari had a meeting with a government official yesterday about the Plasma Shield, but he hadn't said anything more than that. Maybe Tyson could tell him what exactly was going on. /Interesting. Why did the Ice Prince do that?/

/Something about how the Prime Minister wanted me to assure him that I was going to protect the country from evil bitbeasts. Like, Hell-lo! What have I been doing the last 5 years of my life?/

Tala had to chuckle before he started piecing together was was going on. Obviously the Prime Minister had found out about bitbeasts. Maybe he had suggested a bitbeast army or having his own that just pissed off Kai. Perhaps Mr. Anti-Social was relying on one of Tyson's 'friendship speeches' to make the old man change his mind?

Well, if that was the case, it was a good strategy. Tyson had a way of worming into people's hearts, which, coincidentally was the only reason he was giving the teenager the time of day now. /Someone obviously hasn't done their homework. Just give him one of your mushy "I love beyblading" monologues. You'll be fine./

//...I can't tell if that was sarcasm.../

/That's Kai's Department./

/Hahahahaha! So true!/

As a smile crept on to the red-head's lips, he realized that he didn't mind talking to the enthusiastic boy in the slightest. It was easy to see how Kai had fallen so hard. His phone lit up once more. /Bell rang for the end of class and Kai is picking me up for the meeting, wish me luck and TTYL!/

/Good luck./

Tala resisted the urge to call the Ice Prince and tease him mercilessly about needing Tyson's help. Instead he just put his feet on his desk and closed his eyes, quite liking the fact he wasn't being kept in the dark anymore and only hearing about the activities in Japan when Kai deemed them important enough or when he read them in the paper.

A pair of warm lips brought him back to reality. "Better not let anyone catch you dozing off." Came the voice he'd know anywhere. The Russian captain kept his eyes shut and pulled Bryan down for another kiss.

"I was reflecting. Tyson text me, now we can keep tabs on Kai."


I INTERRUPT THIS STORY TO BRING YOU A LEMON! IF YOU DO NOT WISH TO READ, SEE YOU NEXT WEEK. THIS LEMON CONTINUES ON FOR THE REST OF THE CHAPTER.


"Well that's convenient." Bryan kissed his lips again then moved to a particularly sensitive spot on the older Russian's neck, making Tala's breath hitch. Satisfied with the reaction, the silver-haired male then moved under the vice-president's desk and started undoing the other's dress pants.

"Bryan, someone could walk in at any second!" hissed Tala.

"Then you better not make too much noise if they do." less than a second later, Bryan had Tala fully engulfed in his mouth.

Oh! The wet heat was gloriously maddening! The way Bryan's tongue twirled expertly around his length sent waves of pleasure throughout his body, His fingers dove into silvery locks and he struggled not to buck his hips and force his cock further down his lover's throat.

But fate decided to be cruel to Tala as his 9:00am meeting finally showed up. "So sorry that we're late Mr. Ivanov!" said a balding, middle-aged man that Tala knew as Viktor Tarenov, along with 2 other assistants. "Traffic was a nightmare!"

Tala looked helplessly at the sexy man below him, violet eyes pleading him to stop, but Bryan only smirked and sucked harder, making Tala bite his lip. He was entirely on his own. Using his abbey training, he tried to block out the pleasure as he said, "Best to get started then. Tell me about your product." his voice was shakier than he intended, but Tarenov didn't notice as he struggled to find his papers. An action that Tala would normally disapprove of, but as Bryan worked his shaft he found himself not caring.

Soon the men were droning on about some kind of weapon and Tala's attention shifted back to his lover and the pleasure he was giving him, in which the masochist responded by deep-throating his member. Tala's hand clung onto the armrest of his chair as pure pleasure took over. But when Bryan hummed, Tala lost control and shoved his head all the way down, so his nose was pressed up against the red pubic hairs on his pelvis, as he came undone and released his seed down Bryan's throat.

An action which only looked like a flinch to those presenting, had they been paying any attention to him.

But Bryan wasn't done. He slid down Tala's pants lower, kissing and licking milky legs and thighs soundlessly. Tala relaxed into the soothing, loving touches, wishing that his guests would wrap it up already. Despite everything, he got the just of it. It was a sword that's sheathe could turn into a hand gun. Interesting idea, but strange enough that he wanted Kai's opinion before investing.

Just as Bryan's patience was waning, Tarenov asked, "So what do you think Mr. Ivanov?"

Like the cheeky fucker that he was, Bryan started stroking his shaft. "It's a unique idea. I will be talking to Mr. Hiwatari himself about approval."

Tala had might as well as told the man he won a million dollars as his face lit up like a Christmas tree. "Thank-you so much for the opportunity Mr. Ivanov!"

Tala waved his hand in dismissal and the men left, shutting the door behind them. The vice-president then looked down at a very innocent-looking Bryan. "Go lock the door. I am yours for the next hour and a half, then I have a meeting at 1."

All too eager, Bryan did what was asked of him, but when he turned around, his mouth went dry. Tala was sitting on his desk, completely undressed. Long, creamy, hairless legs spread open as Tala licked a single finger and slid it into his puckered asshole, moaning softly.

Bryan grabbed the blacked director's chair and wheeled it to the other side of the desk. He sat down and pulled out his hard cock and started stroking himself as he watched his beautiful lover put his pleasure on full display. He watched, mesmerized as the finger went in and out, slightly deeper each time. Licking his lips, he gently removed the finger and spread the pale cheeks and licked the hole.

Tala moaned loudly and writhed in pleasure as his most private spot was coated in saliva. He slid his ass closer to feel more, eyes shooting open when that skilled tongue slid inside him. "Bryan." he breathed.

Said man continued his ministrations, looking up and loving his partner's flushed cheeks, open mouth and glassy, lust-filled eyes. Oh his Tala was perfect. Cautiously he inserted one finger, which Tala's ass seemed to devour, then added another and made a scissoring motion. The red-head squirmed at the intrusion, before suddenly moaning loudly. He bucked his hips and the fingers slid deeper. "Hehehehe, impatient are we?" He removed he digits.

"Just hurr- OH!" Tala moaned in pleasure as his prostate was hit dead-on.

Bryan didn't wait for his lover to adjust, consumed by the blissful, tight heat that was pulling him further in, Bryan pulled out and slammed back in, rocking the desk with his thrust. Pleasure took over and over and guided their bodies into a fast rhythm and made them both go insane. All too soon, Bryan could feel himself on the edge, and he grabbed Tala's cock and stroked it time with their movements. Tala screamed and came violently, his muscles clenching, sending Bryan to his own completion.

They lay atop the desk, papers skewed around the room, forgotten as the clenched onto one another as they came out of euphoria. "Bryan, that was insane!"

"Heh, the sex or sucking you off?"

"Both." Tala pulled him forward for a sloppy, open-mouthed kiss. "I love you."

"I love you too."

"I gotta get back to work Falcon."

Blue eyes darted to the clock on the wall. "It's only 12:15. You're mine for the next 30 minutes." He started kissing his boyfriend again, and soon their moans resonated through the room once more.


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