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Centrepiece

By: Clarrisani
folder Beyblade › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating: Adult ++
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Chat





Chapter
39


 


Subtitle: Chat


Author: Jedi Princess Clarrisani


 


This
is one of the chapters I would have had to remove if I wanted to put the fic up
on FanFiction.Net


 


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Opening the
Internet Ray went to his Favourites list and selected a bookmark, waiting for it
to load before logging in. There was another pause as the applet started up, and
he smiled as he found himself in a familiar chat site dedicated to blading.


 


He blinked as
almost straight away someone requested that they go to a private discussion, Ray
staring at the screen name of the other. He had spoken with the person before, a
few months back, and they had shown a great deal of knowledge not only in
blading but in life as well. Ray had liked the person back then, so he accepted
the request to enter the private discussion, the new window opening. Typing, Ray
managed to get the first message in.


 


Driger_Happy:
Hi. I remember you


Wicked_wind_blows:
You do?


Wicked_wind_blows:
You haven’t been around much


Driger_Happy:
Yeah


Driger_Happy:
Sorry about that


Driger_Happy:
A lot has happened


Wicked_wind_blows:
I see


Wicked_wind_blows:
How did that relationship thing go?


Driger_Happy:
I broke up with them


Wicked_wind_blows:
That good


Wicked_wind_blows:
Sounded like losers to me


Driger_Happy:
You’re right, they were


Wicked_wind_blows:
Anyone new?


Wicked_wind_blows:
Another boyfriend?


Driger_Happy:
Not yet


Wicked_wind_blows:
Anyone in mind?


 


Ray had to smile,
biting his lip before he typed in the answer. Wicked_wind_blows had asked a lot
of questions last time too, and he had discovered it quite fun making a game out
of playing with the others mind.


 


Driger_Happy:
Maybe I do, maybe I don’t


Wicked_wind_blows:
I take that as a yes


Driger_Happy:
Who said it was a yes?


Wicked_wind_blows:
Answers like that usually are


 


Ray sighed,
shaking his head and chuckling. Unfortunately, he had also discovered the other
to be rather smart and able to read things into what Ray had typed easily.


 


Driger_Happy:
Just because they are usually like that doesn’t mean it is


Wicked_wind_blows:
Whatever


Wicked_wind_blows:
So what’s new?


Driger_Happy:
I got a promotion


Wicked_wind_blows:
That good


Wicked_wind_blows:
How is it?


Driger_Happy:
Haven’t officially starting working yet


Wicked_wind_blows:
K


Wicked_wind_blows:
Me either


Wicked_wind_blows:
I got promotion too


 


Ray raised an
eyebrow at this. Interesting turn of events, both him and the person on the
other end both getting promotions. Ray knew from his previous conversation with
Wicked_wind_blows that they worked in the sporting industry and were second in
charge of their division, meaning they were now the boss.


 


Driger_Happy:
What happened to your boss?


Wicked_wind_blows:
Something came up


Wicked_wind_blows:
He left town


Driger_Happy:
Where did he go?


Wicked_wind_blows:
Not sure


Wicked_wind_blows:
Haven’t heard from him


Wicked_wind_blows:
Where your boss?


Driger_Happy:
Similar thing


Driger_Happy:
I’m his replacement til they find someone better


Wicked_wind_blows:
What makes you think they’ll find someone better?


Driger_Happy:
I’m not good enough


Wicked_wind_blows:
Someone tell you that?


Driger_Happy:
No


Driger_Happy:
My own view


Wicked_wind_blows:
What others say?


Driger_Happy:
They want me


Wicked_wind_blows:
Then there no one better


Wicked_wind_blows:
They must like you


 


Ray smiled,
reaching forward to type in another degrading comment when Wicked_wind_blows
beat him too it.


 


Wicked_wind_blows:
My colleagues voted me in too


Wicked_wind_blows:
They said I best qualified


Wicked_wind_blows:
I do job best


Wicked_wind_blows:
Probably same for you


 


Ray frowned,
taking this in. The other had a point, Ray cocking his head to the side. The
other had always amazed him with their insight. Though they probably lived on
the other side of the world and Ray was never likely to meet him or her, he
almost felt as if he knew them.


 


Wicked_wind_blows:
You there?


Driger_Happy:
Just thinking


Wicked_wind_blows:
Bout what?


Driger_Happy:
That maybe you’re right


Wicked_wind_blows:
Maybe I am


Driger_Happy:
And that I feel like I know you


Wicked_wind_blows:
Maybe you do


Ray blinked,
staring at the last. Wicked_wind_blows… knew
him?


Wicked_wind_blows:
Enough with the charade


Wicked_wind_blows:
Come on Ray, surely you’ve figured it out


 


Ray’s eyes
widened as he saw his own name appear. Holy
crap, they do know me! But how? When? Why? Wh,,, wait.


 


Ray leant forward,
scrolling back over the previous comments before his eyes fell upon the name
itself. They had a promotion. They were in the sports industry. They were around
Ray’s age. They had always taken an interest in Ray’s love life and trying
to help solve it. They could read between the lines. They were intelligent. Not
to mention the name Wicked Wind Blows
had been the title the media had dubbed the match between Ray and…


 


Driger_Happy:
Bryan?


Wicked_wind_blows:
^_~


Driger_Happy:
You bastard!


Wicked_wind_blows:
:p


Driger_Happy:
You’ve been leading me on all this time!?


Wicked_wind_blows:
Yeap. ^_^


Driger_Happy:
I hate you!


Wicked_wind_blows:
^_^


Driger_Happy:
Stop with the emoticons already!


Wicked_wind_blows:
:p


Driger_Happy:
*smacks Bryan over the head with frying pan*


Wicked_wind_blows:
Ouch


Wicked_wind_blows:
^_^


Driger_Happy:
*Pulls out bazooka*


Wicked_wind_blows:
O_O


Wicked_wind_blows:
Don’t pull a muscle, Kitten


Wicked_wind_blows:
^_^


Driger_Happy:
Stop it!


Wicked_wind_blows:
*^_^*


Driger_Happy:
*shoots Bryan*


Wicked_wind_blows:
>_<


Wicked_wind_blows:
Missed


Wicked_wind_blows:
^_^


Driger_Happy:
You’re really starting to irritate me!


Wicked_wind_blows:
You think?


Wicked_wind_blows:
^_^


Driger_Happy:
*Pulls out sword*


Wicked_wind_blows:
O_o;;


Driger_Happy:
*Lunges at Bryan*


Wicked_wind_blows:
*Who easily sidesteps and watches Ray fall off cliff*


Wicked_wind_blows:
First steps a doozey, Kitten.


Driger_Happy:
^$^# *@^@*( !)&$@4!


Wicked_wind_blows:-_-


Wicked_wind_blows:
Charming


 


Ray let out a long
breath, trying to control his laughter and hoping that he hadn’t awoken his
teammates and friends. Shaking his head, Ray let out another long breath,
reaching forward to once again type.


 


Driger_Happy:
So how are you, Bryan?


Driger_Happy:
Feeling okay?


Wicked_wind_blows:
I’m fine, Ray


Wicked_wind_blows:
Bit tired though


Wicked_wind_blows:
Can’t sleep


Driger_Happy:
Neither can I


Driger_Happy:
Not sure why


Wicked_wind_blows:
Doubt you have two guys making love down the corridor


 


Ray gaped,
shuddering violently at the mental images that came with that comment and
brushing them aside. He instantly pitied Bryan, knowing that the other had to
listen to that with no means of escape.


 


Driger_Happy:
Where are your headphones?


Wicked_wind_blows:
Don’t know


Wicked_wind_blows:
Last I saw of them Chung Hu was playing with them


Wicked_wind_blows:
Probably under the bed


Driger_Happy:
K


Driger_Happy:
I may not have two guys making love


Driger_Happy:
But Kev and Mar can be loud when they want to be


Wicked_wind_blows:
K


Wicked_wind_blows:
What Lee think of that?


Driger_Happy:
He tell them to keep it down


Driger_Happy:
Tyson threaten to punch Kev’s face in


Wicked_wind_blows:
Ain’t Lee related to Mariah?


Driger_Happy:
Brother and sister


Driger_Happy:
Not widely known


Driger_Happy:
They have their reasons


Wicked_wind_blows:
They ever been to any Fan Fiction sites?


Wicked_wind_blows:
Some amusing


 


Ray chuckled,
remembering how he had stumbled across several sites and how he had saved some
of the stories to show Lee, who had gone right off.


 


Driger_Happy:
Yeah, Lee seen some


Wicked_wind_blows:
What he think?


Driger_Happy:
Threatened to sue


Wicked_wind_blows:
Sounds bout right


Driger_Happy:
What about you?


Driger_Happy:
You gonna sue?


Wicked_wind_blows:
No


Wicked_wind_blows:
Find them amusing


Wicked_wind_blows:
How pathetic some people are


Driger_Happy:
As you do


Driger_Happy:
So how come you never told me it was you?


Wicked_wind_blows:
I have my reasons


Driger_Happy:
Which are…


Wicked_wind_blows:
^_^


Driger_Happy:
Come on, tell me


Wicked_wind_blows:
No


Wicked_wind_blows:
^_^


Driger_Happy:
You’re being a bastard again


Wicked_wind_blows:
I realise that


Wicked_wind_blows:
Still not telling


Driger_Happy:
Why not?


Wicked_wind_blows:
Because I don’t want too


Driger_Happy:
-_-


Wicked_wind_blows:
^_^


Driger_Happy:
So did you hear about the meeting?


Wicked_wind_blows:
Yeah


Wicked_wind_blows:
Goody goody


Driger_Happy:
Will have to ask Lee what happens at them


Wicked_wind_blows:
Tried that


Wicked_wind_blows:
Only he was attached to Spencer’s neck at the time


Driger_Happy:
O_o;;


Driger_Happy:
I feel for you


Driger_Happy:
>_<


Wicked_wind_blows:
Thank you


Wicked_wind_blows:
Looking forward to the meeting?


Driger_Happy:
Not really


Driger_Happy:
Promise not to sit on you this time


Wicked_wind_blows:
Had no problem with the sitting


Wicked_wind_blows:
Was the wriggling I didn’t like


Driger_Happy:
Why?


Driger_Happy:
Was it turning you on?


Wicked_wind_blows:
Was that your intention was it?


Wicked_wind_blows:
Trying to turn me on?


Wicked_wind_blows:
For what reason?


 


Ray felt his
cheeks warm as he squirmed in his seat. Bryan was always one to be direct, and
sometimes that directness led to the most awkward and uncomfortable situations,
especially at Ray’s end.


 


Driger_Happy:
I was teasing you


Wicked_wind_blows:
I know that


Wicked_wind_blows:
Don’t think everyone else interpreted it that way


Driger_Happy:
They didn’t


Driger_Happy:
Lee accused me of flirting


Wicked_wind_blows:
Spence said same thing bout me


Wicked_wind_blows:
I ignored him


Wicked_wind_blows:
After all, Lee and Spence trying to set us up


Driger_Happy:
True


Driger_Happy:
They are


Wicked_wind_blows:
We should kill them


Driger_Happy:
I’ll bring the chainsaw


Wicked_wind_blows:
I’ll bring the beer


 


Ray burst out
laughing, clamping a hand over his mouth and trying to quieten down, glancing at
the clock and seeing how late it was. Gulping at the air, he looked up as a new
message appeared.


 


Wicked_wind_blows:
How bout the rest of your teammates?


Driger_Happy:
They haven’t said much


Driger_Happy:
Mariah been making some interesting comments


Driger_Happy:
Sometimes I think she’s ‘my’ sister


Wicked_wind_blows:
Gotta love women


Wicked_wind_blows:
Your friend and your enemy at the same time


Wicked_wind_blows:
Can’t trust them with anything


Driger_Happy:
Take it that why you gay


Wicked_wind_blows:
One reason


Wicked_wind_blows:
Some men are no better


Driger_Happy:
You mean Tala?


Wicked_wind_blows:
Yeah


Wicked_wind_blows:
Ian says we should hunt him down


Wicked_wind_blows:
I got dibs on shooting Tal in the groin


Driger_Happy:
>_<


Driger_Happy:
Not that he has much down there


Wicked_wind_blows:
True


Wicked_wind_blows:
But smaller targets are harder to hit


Wicked_wind_blows:
More fun trying to get them


 


Ray chuckled,
nodding his agreement before typing an answer.


 


Driger_Happy:
Thought Ian wasn’t speaking to you


Wicked_wind_blows:
Yes and no


Wicked_wind_blows:
Pissed at what I say about geek girl


Wicked_wind_blows:
But sucking up cause I’m captain


Wicked_wind_blows:
Just wish he’d shut up


Driger_Happy:
Maybe you should rip his tongue out


Wicked_wind_blows:
With a tow truck


 


Ray burst out
laughing again, shaking his head.


 


Driger_Happy:
You watched ‘Tango and Cash’ last night, didn’t you?


Wicked_wind_blows:
Great movie that


Driger_Happy:
Agreed


Driger_Happy:
Though I felt for the poor mice that were killed in the blast at the end


Wicked_wind_blows:
What?


Wicked_wind_blows:
Don’t like your lunch ‘well done’?


Driger_Happy:
Shut up, you


 


Stifling a yawn,
Ray glanced at the clock on his computer and noted the time. Stretching, he
rubbed his eyes as a reply flashed up.


 


Wicked_wind_blows:
Make me


Wicked_wind_blows:
I like tormenting you


Driger_Happy:
I’ve realised that


Driger_Happy:
I’m for bed


Wicked_wind_blows:
Shit. That the time?


Wicked_wind_blows:
Later than I thought


Driger_Happy:
Yeah


Driger_Happy:
Night, Bryan


Wicked_wind_blows:
Sleep well, Ray


 


As Ray logged off
he found himself fighting the temptation to write ‘love you’. Little did he
know that he wasn’t the only one.


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