Afterglow | By : Kali Category: Beyblade > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1713 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Kali Notes:
A belated Happy Valentine’s Day to every TyKa
fan out there! I promised a fic, and
here it is! It’s
post-manga, for a change. Enjoy!
Warnings: Yaoi with a limey flavour, language, WAFF, etc.
Disclaimer: Kali and muses do not own
Beyblade. We just borrowed it for the
sake of writing. Neither do we own the
song Afterglow. That belongs to INXS and is a wonderful
song. So pretty…
Pairing: TyKa!
Summary:
Valentine’s 2007! Just a bit of
fluff and love for the fans. Kai
reflects on his love and the moments that make his life worth living. And Tyson helps to
make some more…
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AFTERGLOW
~*~*~*~*~*~
He opened his eyes and blinked the
sleepiness away. The curtains were
ruffling in the light, airy breeze that came through the window that was opened a crack to ward off the summer heat, even though
it was the middle of the night. The
figure in the bed smiled softly and brought a hand up to brush his lips with
light fingertips. The events that had
led up to him being there played through his mind and
he let out a small sigh, trying not to wake the other figure in the bed next to
himself. He carefully flipped over to
face away from the window so that he could see the slumbering, peaceful features
of the one he loved, a young man with a fierce, determined spirit who captured
this man’s interest from day one. He
gently pushed the soft, silken, midnight blue locks of hair away from the young
man’s closed eyes and let his own head rest on the
pillow, watching him sleep. Even though the
pale moonlight filtering in through the window and curtains was the only light
to see by, the awake young man could still see
everything with crystal clarity.
Here I am, lost in the light of the moon that comes through
my window
It never ceased to amaze him how
open and strong Tyson was. All Kai had
ever wanted he found in this boy – no, not a boy. He was very much a man, now. It was going to take some
getting used to, he was sure. Their stormy relationship had culminated in
this night, and in some ways it did still surprise
him. The connection had always been
there between them, sure, but he really hadn’t
expected to end up here, in bed with his best friend, oldest and greatest rival
– his one love. Unaware of his
movements, Kai’s fingers left Tyson’s hair and softly traced his features,
slowly rubbing his thumb across his cheekbones.
“God, you’re beautiful…” he whispered, watching
the lazy movement of his thumb, almost hypnotized by it. Or maybe it was the
softness of the skin under it, or the slight flush of colour
to those cheeks, or the way Tyson’s lips parted minutely at the loving
touch. The moonlight played across the
bed in a hazy blue glow, illuminating one of Tyson’s best features (according
to Kai) – his hair. Kai loved his
hair. He loved running his fingers
through it, loved feeling it dusting over his own ivory skin like the satin
sheets they were lying on. And he loved the scent that filled his senses when he was
close enough, the one that smelled something like ozone after a thunderstorm,
yet faintly musky and tainted by whatever hair products Tyson used. It never failed to soothe something in Kai,
as did the look in Tyson’s eyes whenever he looked at Kai.
He couldn’t
believe he could lie here like this and do this. After all this time, wanting, needing, but
resisting and holding back from the temptation because he was afraid. Kai gave a small huff of humourless
laughter at himself. What a laugh
riot! Hiwatari Kai
afraid. It was true though. He’d been afraid of
this youth. He’d done everything he
thought he had to in order to be like
Tyson, and yet…when he finally figured out he couldn’t be like him, he’d hurt Tyson badly by betraying him yet
again. He’d
left for a rival team, and he’d refused to come back when it was all said and
done. Kai still didn’t
feel that he deserved the forgiveness Tyson had for him, even now. In Kai’s mind…he would spend the rest of his
life making up for all the hurt and sadness he’d put
Tyson through. He’d
started earlier that night by giving the bluenette the one thing he had left to
give – himself.
Bathed in blue, the walls of my memory divide the thorns
from the roses
It's you and the roses
If he was
even the least bit poetic or sentimental, he’d have called it magical. He didn’t believe in magic, though, so he
simply thought of it as the best possible emotions (the sex was rather
fantastic, too) he could have ever felt, as there was such overwhelming love in
everything Tyson had done to him that night.
The sensation of Tyson’s fingers seeking and finding every possible
pleasure point on his body, the almost hesitant way Tyson stroked and teased
and generally made Kai insane with pleasure was something he would never, ever
forget. Kai stretched a little at the
memory, making a contented purring sound even though there were aches and a
soreness that spoke volumes about their activities. Not that Kai minded. As much as he’d
thoroughly enjoyed having Tyson’s hands and mouth devouring him in ecstasy,
he’d enjoyed having his entire body wrapped around Tyson’s and the way they
moved together in complete synchronicity.
It was as beautiful as their beybattles to
Kai.
Tyson’s love had healed something in
Kai. He had no problem admitting that
anymore. There had been so much conflict
and strife in his life, and he had gone through most of it with a great deal of
confusion. But
the one, shining, clear light in that swirl of chaos had been Tyson. Always strong, always true,
and always bright. Kai had
learned so much from him. He sometimes wondered
how he’d ever lived without Tyson there.
Touch me and I will follow in your afterglow
Heal me from all this sorrow
The mattress stirred and Kai glanced
at his lover, smiling at the pouty, sleepy expression
on Tyson’s face as he opened his eyes and blinked owlishly in slight confusion
before focusing on Kai. Then he smiled
brilliantly, and Kai felt his insides melting all over again.
“Hi.” He greeted, tucking his hand between his
cheek and the pillow and staring into deep, sapphire blue eyes fondly. “Did I wake you up?”
“You think to hard.” Tyson murmured in reply, reaching out to run
his fingers through Kai’s hair affectionately.
“I could hear the gears grinding in my sleep.”
Chuckling, Kai turned his head just
a little and brushed his lips over Tyson’s palm. “Like that
would wake you up, Kinomiya. You sleep like the dead. Always have.”
Tyson pouted cutely. “Meanie.” He drew Kai closer and pressed his mouth to
the older man’s.
“Hmm…I wouldn’t mind waking up to you like this every time, though.”
“Me neither.” Kai admitted huskily, shivering as a leg
slipped between his own and tangled with his as Tyson pushed him over onto his
back and followed, settling over him comfortably.
As I let you go I will find my way
when I see your eyes
Now I'm living in your afterglow
“What woke you up, love?” Tyson inquired, playing with Kai’s hair. “I really could hear the gears grinding.”
Kai rolled his eyes. “Nothing. I just woke up and I was thinking. Am I not allowed to think?”
“Not when I have so little time with
you.” Tyson shook his head, his eyes
growing sad. “Do you have to go
away? Can’t you run things from here?”
“Tyson…” Kai lowered his eyes
regretfully.
“No.
I’m sorry.
I shouldn’t have brought it up.”
The bluenette apologized, nudging his nose against Kai’s in an Eskimo
kiss. “I just…can’t help wanting to keep
you here with me and never letting go.”
“I won’t be gone forever. It’s only a routine inspection of the
company’s operations in Europe.” Kai tried to reassure him, though he was
quite sympathetic. He had no wish to
leave either, not now when he’d finally gotten together with Tyson. “I’ll be back in Japan in a month.”
“Too long.” Tyson knew he was pushing it, but he whined
anyway. “I just got you, after all this
time, and you’re going away again?”
“I know.” Kai felt his chest tighten, and he raised his
arms to curl around Tyson. “But this
time is different than the others, Tyson.
This time…I’m promising you I will be back.”
“Kai…” Tyson crushed his mouth to
Kai’s in a desperate kiss. “I’m going to
hold you to that. If you don’t come
back, I’m going to hunt you down.” The
threat was quite serious and Kai had to smile.
“And I’ll hold you to that, because
I’ll deserve it.” He pulled the bluenette
down again. “Shut up and kiss me,
Kinomiya.”
With a lopsided grin, Tyson
complied.
Here I am, lost in the ashes of time, but who wants
tomorrow?
In between the longing to hold you again
There was a frantic tinge to their
love-making this time. Tyson’s hands
wandered recklessly over every angle and curve of the strong, agile body of his
lover, as if he was trying to memorize every little detail by touch. Kai was little better, his fingers combing
through the mane of blue-black hair and trailing up and down the bumps of
Tyson’s spine feverishly. Every breath
of air that flowed through the open window caused the curtains to flutter,
their movement making the shadows dance and swirl across the two figures on the
bed. Tyson kissed his way down Kai’s jaw
and neck, setting his teeth to the wildly beating pulse he found there and
nipping while his hand tweaked the stiffened nub of a nipple. Kai gasped and arched into the sensation,
clutching at Tyson’s shoulders and silently begging for more. All they both wanted was to forget that in
the morning Kai was leaving for Europe on
business for an entire month. It was
working. Tyson was beginning to get lost
in the reactions he was getting from Kai with even the slightest of touches,
the moans and gasps and eager movements of his body. Kai was already caught up in the maelstrom of
bliss, urging Tyson on.
He opened his eyes briefly when he
felt Tyson shift against him and slide back up after making it only half-way
down his torso. “Huhn…Ty?” His breath caught
at the fierce glint in his lover’s stormy eyes.
He was like a shadow hovering over Kai in the dark, yet he was brighter
than any star. So beautiful…
Tyson gently but firmly raised Kai’s
arms up above Kai’s head and pinned them there with one hand. “Keep those there, Kai.” He ordered.
Feeling compliant and curious, Kai nodded, sucking in a deep breath and
letting it out slowly.
I'm caught in your shadow, I'm losing control
My mind drifts away, we only have today
Tyson returned to kissing his way
down Kai’s front, worshiping the man under him in a way he had wanted to for so
long but had never had the courage or the opportunity to do so. He was doing his best to tell Kai how much he
loved him without words, since he knew how hard it was for the older man to
voice his emotions it was only fair that Tyson do the same – well, for this
particular moment, anyway. For now, he
let his body do the talking for him.
Touch me and I will follow in your afterglow
Heal me from all this sorrow
His hands coaxed Kai’s thighs
farther apart to make room for himself as he slid downward. Kai crooned lowly as the bluenette’s mouth
drew luscious patterns over his sensitive flesh, gaining ever-closer
to the centre of his pleasure. Tyson’s
hands traced the same path his mouth took, succeeding in slowly, sensually
driving Kai higher and higher to that blissful peak. As the younger man carefully prepared Kai for
the final stage of their lovemaking, Kai couldn’t help
but shudder in helpless love and desire for Tyson. He had given himself to Dragoon’s chosen
tonight because of that love, because of the trust and faith that went both
ways between them.
As I let you go I will find my way
I will sacrifice 'til the blinding
day when I see your eyes
After all the times he had walked
away from the very best in his life, from the friendship, the affection and
companionship that Tyson never ceased to offer him, he’d felt so guilty and
ungrateful. And
he had relied much too much on forgiveness and a readiness to accept him back
every time he would return. There had
been too many sacrifices made, too many times that he had thought what he was
doing was what he truly had wanted, only to discover a great deal of
dissatisfaction whenever he did reach his goal.
The last time he’d left, he had
talked himself into not expecting any such forgiveness if he should ever run
into Tyson again, and truthfully, he hadn’t expected to ever see Tyson again
anyway. He should have known, when his son, Gou, had taken up blading that it was
inevitable.
Now here he was (Gou and Tyson’s
son, Makoto, staying with Max for the night), in the arms and bed of the three-time
World Champion, his love finally confessed and better yet – returned. Overwhelmingly returned. Kai had finally come home, and he never again
would he leave.
Now I'm living in your afterglow
Kai was brought
back to the moment as Tyson pinched his hip.
He yelped and glared down at his lover, a slight pout to his
expression. “What was that for?”
“You went off somewhere. I’d much rather you were paying attention to
me, lover.” Tyson raised an eyebrow with
a lecherous little smirk.
The flush that painted Kai’s ivory
skin was answer enough. “Sorry.” He muttered, reaching down to slip his
fingers through Tyson’s hair. When Tyson
just kept staring at him – and those gorgeous blue eyes began to glaze over
somewhat – Kai fought the urge to squirm, and grumbled with some embarrassment,
“You’re drooling, Kinomiya. As you were…”
Tyson blinked and gave him a sultry
smile. “You’re gorgeous you know.” He turned his head to the side and placed a
rough kiss to Kai’s inner thigh. “And sexy.” He made a
string of small, rough kisses back toward Kai’s burgeoning erection. “And mine.”
“Ahh…oh god!”
When the veils are gone as I let
you go, as I let you go
Yes…giving himself to Tyson this way
was the perfect way of expressing how much he loved Tyson and all the other
emotions that he still had difficulty giving voice to. When he was like this, all his walls came
crumbling down, the carefully built masks cracked and peeled away until there
was nothing left but Kai, open and raw.
It was the only time he could fully let go and just be, and he knew that
Tyson appreciated it as much as Kai himself did. It was the only time he fully allowed himself
to feel, unrestricted and unrestrained.
He would be and do anything for Kinomiya Tyson, if only they could stay
like this forever.
Touch me and I will follow in your afterglow
Heal me from all this sorrow
Sometimes he wished it hadn’t taken him this many years to figure it out, and he
regretted the lost time that he could have been spending with Tyson. But then again…things happened for a reason,
and there were aspects of that lost time that he wouldn’t
trade away. Like his son. Like all the life-lessons
he’d learned.
“Tyson…god, please…” He moaned, his hands
twisting in the pillow under his head as the bluenette filled him completely. There had never, ever been
anything like this in his life. It was
sex, but it was so much more than that.
His spine curved in a perfect arch when his head pressed back into the
pillow with the swirl of ecstasy running through every nerve and seeming to
seep out of his very pores.
The bluenette moaned something under
his breath and slowly began to move, his hips undulating against Kai in a slow
dance of seductive lust. Kai let out an
answering cry and surrendered himself to the movements. He had thought to never sacrifice anything
else that might have gotten between Tyson and himself, but this…this sacrifice he was perfectly happy to make. Every thrust and retreat, caress and kiss was
turning Kai into a sensual sacrifice to Tyson’s love.
As I let you go I will find my way, I will sacrifice
Now I'm living in your afterglow
They came together in blissful
counterpoint, one seconds after the other. Kai was sure he was going to die – the most
beautiful, erotic, ecstatic death possible, and he’d
die quite willingly in Tyson’s arms.
Panting harshly for air, Kai reached for his lover, whimpering softly as
Tyson pulled away briefly then returned to engulf Kai
in a rough embrace. Emotions raw, Kai didn’t hesitate to cling to the younger man, burying his
face in Tyson’s neck while the bluenette stroked and rubbed his back and
shoulders soothingly. The crimson-eyed
man didn’t need to say anything for Tyson to know what he was feeling, and that
he needed the comfort of Tyson’s touch and the sweet words he murmured in his
ear (nonsensical but the intention behind them wasn’t to make sense, it was to
calm).
Once he caught his breath again, he
pulled Tyson’s head down toward his own, seeking his lips and kissing him
languidly but deeply in grateful appreciation.
“I love you.” He whispered
against Tyson’s mouth, sighing in contentment as he was snuggled by the
bluenette like a an oversized teddy-bear. Under other circumstances, he may have
complained about it, but right now…he was perfectly happy
that way.
“God. I have wanted you to say that for so long now, it’s so surreal to hear it.” Tyson smiled, tiredly and rubbed his cheek
against Kai’s hair, pressing a kiss to his temple. “I love you so much, Kai.”
Kai smiled softly and cuddled
closer, his eyes closing in satiated weariness.
Thinking about the upcoming business trip, he spoke up again just as
Tyson was drifting off.
“I think I’ll cut my trip
short. I never did like Europe that much.”
Snickering – but extremely pleased –
Tyson groped for the bed covers and drew them up over their nude, damp bodies. “We’ll be waiting here for you.” He said huskily, running a hand up and down Kai’s
arm.
“We?”
“Makoto and I. Your family.” Tyson clarified, amused. “And of course Max, Kenny,
and Hilary. Your friends are
here, and so is your family.”
Kai smiled again, warmth filling his
whole being. Just like that, he had a
family. So he
said the only thing he could, while the pale moonlight wrapped them up in their
love and sleepy satisfaction.
“Thank you.”
Bathed in blue, the walls of my memory
divides the thorns from the roses
It's you who is closest…
XXXOOOXXXOOO
Ai da.
XXXOOOXXXOOO
Fin Ende Owari
Kali Notes:
Happy Valentine’s Day, TyKa fans! May we all find a love like Tyson and Kai’s. Please R/R!!!!
~ Yami FireKali ~
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