Predilection | By : Kali Category: Beyblade > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 5108 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Authoress’ Notes:
WOW! Thanks everyone for your
kind reviews! *hands out pocky* I’m really trying to get these out as soon
as possible. Stupid essays… *whacks essays with fan*
Warnings:
Yaoi, lemon, language – adult content in general. Don’t like?
Don’t read.
Disclaimer:
Kali does not own Beyblade,
much to her everlasting sorrow. Neither
does she own Gravitation (double that
‘everlasting sorrow’ thing…
*cries*).
Pairing: TyKa
~*~*~*~
02: And the winner
is…
The next day dawned bright and
early. The team gathered at Tyson’s
dojo, as agreed, with the plan of going down to the BBA offices to sign up for
the contest.
When they got there, however, they had
to play a warm-up game of rock, paper, scissors just to decide who would be the
one to go in and wake up Tyson…since the bluenette was still dead to the world.
In the end, Hilary lost the game and
went stomping inside, muttering to herself.
Two minutes later, there was an
outraged shriek and a loud thumping noise.
Hilary came sauntering out, a very
pleased, smug expression on her face.
“He’s up. Give him ten minutes to
wash out his mouth, dry his hair, and get dressed.”
She got four pairs of wary expressions
and questioning looks. Kenny shook his
head adamantly.
“I don’t think I want to know what you
did to him.”
“Me, neither,
Chief.” Max agreed.
“I would have used the old hot-pepper
trick again.” Rei grinned. The others snickered, remembering that one
vividly. Hilary just looked curious,
since she hadn’t been present for it.
When Tyson finally did show (hair
obviously still damp under his hat, and glaring heatedly at Hilary), they
started out for the BBA offices. Tyson
somehow ended up walking with Kai behind the others, not that he minded.
“Hey, Kai?” He asked at one point, stuffing his hands in
his jean pockets.
“Hn?” The older blader made a questioning sound.
“If you were to win this contest,
hypothetically speaking, who would you take with you?”
Kai blinked,
a faint swath of pink painting the bridge of his nose. Not looking at Tyson, he answered, “I don’t
know. I’m not going to win, so I haven’t
thought about it.”
“Oh.”
Tyson frowned. “Why won’t you
win? You might, you know.”
“Doubtful. I’m not even going to try, Tyson. I’m just doing
it to participate, that’s all.”
“Still. Lighten up a little, Kai, and have some fun
with this for once. It’s for charity,
after all…” the bluenette admonished lightly, punching Kai in the bicep
playfully. “I think those orphans would
be really grateful.”
“Geez…” Kai
scowled, crossing his arms. “You really
know how to turn on the guilt, don’t you?”
Tyson beamed. “With you? You bet.”
“Damn it.”
“Come on, guys! Quit lagging behind!” Max called, waving his arms excitedly. Tyson immediately hurried after them, having
not even realized they’d fallen behind a bit.
Kai followed at a more sedate pace, mulling over the attempted guilt
trip his team mate had somehow managed to put him on.
I
guess it wouldn’t hurt to try… He
thought wryly, joining his team as they continued toward the offices. And if
I did win, it would be the perfect
time to tell him…how I feel…
XOXOXOXOXOX
And so it began. The hunt for the eggs was on, and it was an
outright race to see who would find the most and win those tickets. They had two weeks for the hunt, and as it
neared the end of the first week, the team was chasing after Hilary – who
seemed awfully determined to win those Bad Luck tickets. She actually spent all her free time running
around the commercial districts to nearly every business she could think of to
try and find as many eggs as she could.
Toward the middle of the second week,
however, it was Kai who was winning – much to Hilary’s consternation. She couldn’t understand how he was finding
them so easily. But then Tyson caught up
to Kai…and the REAL competition began.
Kai became determined to win (so his internal logic told him) in order
to prevent Tyson from winning so the bluenette couldn’t ask someone other than him to go to the concert. Tyson, on the other hand, was determined to
win so that he could ask Kai to go, and so that he’d finally have the
opportunity to have Kai to himself and to offer his heart to his captain.
Even if he got rejected, Tyson felt
certain he’d at least be happy knowing he took the chance and told Kai how he
felt. He didn’t think he could live with
himself if he never told him.
As the final week wound to a close,
the other Bladebreakers seemed to just give up,
preferring instead to watch their captain and the Champ go at it
(figuratively). By this time, Max, Rei,
Hilary, and Kenny had pretty much figured out what was what between the two top
bladers, and even Hilary had to admit that this
situation had great potential to put an end to the years of secret glances,
longing sighs, blushes, knock-down fights, arguments, and frustrations.
No one ever said love was all flowers
and sunshine, right?
It was Friday – the last day of the
contest – that would be the deciding factor.
That day after school, the team watched in vast amusement as Kai and
Tyson went in opposite directions down the street, backs straight, and
expressions of determination that no one had seen on their faces since the last
World Championships. What had brought
this on? The one thing
that could be a deciding factor – according to resident genius, Kenny.
The bonus egg.
Tyson started at the supermarket, even
though he’d been there several times before in the last couple of weeks. Besides, he could pick up snacks while he was
there, too.
Kai started at the video rental store,
dropping off his movies while he was at it.
Sunset was descending on them when
they bumped into each other at the last place either of them had left to look…
The BBA offices, where there was an
official BBA store that sold blades, parts, launchers, gear, etc.
“What are you doing here, Kinomiya?” Kai asked crossly, eyeing the other teen
warily.
“Me?
What are you doing here?” Tyson shot back, unfazed.
“I came to pick up some stuff to clean my blade and see what’s new. Is that okay with you, Your Majesty?”
“Whatever.” Kai scowled at the sarcasm. “Shouldn’t you be home doing homework? Isn’t Gramps wondering where you are?”
“No.
I told him I’d be late getting home today. I had errands to run.” Tyson shook his head and turned to go inside. Kai followed him, not about to let his rival
find that egg before him. “What about
you, Kai? You don’t usually buy stuff
here, do you?”
“Hn. I was bored so I thought I’d take a look
around.” He replied. Okay, even to him that sounded like a lame
excuse.
“Yeah, right. Try again, Hiwatari.” Tyson smirked, and walked off to do his
shopping…while casting quick assessing glances around himself in order to try
and spot that bonus egg.
Before Kai realized it, his feet were
moving to hurry after Tyson. “What do
you mean by that? I’m not allowed to
shop out of boredom?”
“Did I say that? No.”
Rolling his eyes, Tyson picked out a bottle of cleaning solution. “Honestly, Kai. Quit putting words in my mouth. I just find it strange that you’re doing
something that’s so uncharacteristic of you.”
He looked up at Kai through his bangs curiously. “Wait a minute…don’t tell me you’re actually looking
for that bonus egg?”
That got a flush of colour and a glare
from the dual-haired teen. “What? No…”
“HA!
You are!” Tyson grinned and poked
him in the bicep, mentally wishing for the opportunity to find out how much of
Kai was that muscular as he noticed the strength he often hadn’t noticed.
“Kinomiya,
shut up and shop.” Kai looked away and
strode off to hide his blush and annoyance at himself for it. This time it was Tyson who hurried after him.
“Aww…come
on, Kai. I’m just teasing you. Forgive me?”
He put on his best chibi-eyed, adorable,
you-could-never-be-mad-at-me expression.
“Urk..” Kai groaned silently.
“Stop that.”
Tyson sighed and walked to the counter
to pay. “Sorry. Really!
Hey, why don’t you come over for supper?
Gramps said I could order out tonight.”
“Thank you, but no. I have homework, even if you don’t.” Kai declined, lying through his scarf. He would have loved to have a meal with the
blue-eyed blader, but he wasn’t sure it was a good idea to spend much time
alone with him just yet. His
self-control was severely stretched to the limit, lately, and he didn’t trust
himself not to do something pre-emptive and possibly stupid – like pouncing on
Tyson and ravishing him. Or worse,
confessing his undying love like in some sappy love song.
“Too bad. I was thinking about ordering Mexican food.” Tyson dug out his wallet, watching Kai from
the corner of his eye. He knew Kai liked
Mexican a lot, a taste he’d picked up from their times in America.
“Yeah…too bad.” Kai managed to sound uncaring, much to Tyson’s
dismay. “I’ll have to take a rain-check.”
“Uh, huh.” Tyson sighed again and went to the door. As he approached, he spotted something
glinting in the display case of the window, and stopped outside to get a better
look. “What is…OH!”
“What’s the matter with you?” Kai blinked when the bluenette started
jumping up and down and cheering.
“I found it! Muahahahahaha! I found the bonus egg!” Tyson put his bag down on the sidewalk, and
dug out his wallet again, pulling out his egg-list and quickly writing down the
location and number that was inscribed on the pure white porcelain egg in gold,
nestled with other, plastic eggs and a few stuffed bunnies and chicks.
Kai stared at it for a moment, feeling
his heart drop into his stomach and his chest begin to
hurt with disappointment. Damn it!
Now what am I going to do? He’ll
go off to Tokyo
with…some lucky…and I’ll be stuck here to wallow in misery. Life SUCKS.
“WOW!
I never thought I’d actually find it!
Hey, Kai! Want to go with me to
hand in my list, while you’re here?”
Tyson was beaming like the sun, and Kai just couldn’t find it in himself
to say no.
Silently, he went next door with the
bluenette where they’d gotten the lists in the first place. He leaned against a pillar and watched Tyson
run up to the counter and wave his list excitedly to the secretary there. Tyson…if
only you knew…I had really hoped to win this stupid contest, just so I could
have an opportunity to be with you for just a little while. Even if you didn’t return my affection that
much or at all… That thought made
him swallow hard. Kami, I’m so pathetic when it comes to you.
“Congratulations, Tyson!” The secretary smiled at his excitement and
presented him with an envelope that Kai assumed held the tickets. “Enjoy the concert, and I know some orphans
who will be really thrilled to know that the money we donate partially happened
because of you!”
“Heh! I’m always happy to help out for a great
cause like that.” The World Champ
grinned and stuffed the envelope in his back pocket. “Thanks, again!”
“You’re welcome!”
Tyson left the counter and sauntered
up to Kai, smiling up at him. “So Kai? What are you
doing next weekend?”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Authoress’ Notes:
Ah, I know. Cliff-hanger! *dodges
thrown objects*
Sorry! I promise there’ll
be more soon! Keep tuned in, folks! Please
R/R!!!!
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