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Endure	By : Kali Category: Beyblade > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 5816 -:- 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.

Chapter List
- 5
- 6
- 7
Authoress�
Notes: To
start with, I�d like to thank all my wonderful reviewers who have continuously
been reviewing this fic and being so patient with me
with the slow updating.�� I can�t
believe you all like this fic so much!� I�m not even that fond of it.� *shrugs*� Also, to the
anonymous reviewer, kaisluvr69,
thank you for R/R-ing but stop pestering me for
updates!� *scowls*�
That just pisses me off and I tend to take longer to update because of it.�
So cut it out.� Now, to move on,
I�ve discovered that this fic is very much going to
be one of those angsty romances.� That wasn�t my original intent, but it�s sure turning out that way.� *sweatdrops*� I don�t write humour very well, so a
comedic romance is rather hard for me to put out.� I�ll have to work on that.

Warnings:
Yaoi, adult language, angst, & probable lemons. Specific warnings
will be given each chapter if relevant.

Disclaimer:
I do not own Beyblade, its characters, or anything else to do with it. I do
not own any of the songs from which I borrowed to make chapter titles.� They belong to whomever they belong to (which
isn�t me!).� I own only the OCs that will appear in this fic.

Pairings:
TyKa, Rei / Mariah, Max / ?,
Kenny/Hilary, Tala / ?, others TBA.

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Chapter
05: Meant To Live

�� Kai woke up first the next morning �
early, as he usually did.� Though�it was more out of trained habit than any need or desire to
get up.� Still, he blinked the
sleepy grit out of his eyes and looked around briefly in confusion.� He gave a yawn, then
smiled as he noticed the weight on the bed next to him, curled up against his
side and still grasping his hand from the night before.

�� His fond smile turned slowly into a
frown of concern as he remembered what had brought him to be in bed with Tyson
in the first place.� Not that he was
complaining, of course, but it was the circumstances that put him there that he
had reason to complain about.� What could have happened to you to put you
into such a depression?� And why do you
cling to me like you�d die if I wasn�t here?

�� Somehow managing to slip his hand
free, Kai sat up, studying the sleeping face of his dragon hidden partially by
the midnight blue locks of his hair draping over it.� Even in his sleep, Tyson had lines here and
there around his eyes, brow, and mouth, and there were dark circles under his
eyes � all of which indicated stress and lots of it.� It made Kai�s chest constrict and his heart
hurt to see the happy, carefree, un-suppressible spirit of this youth he�d
fallen so hard for so obviously suffering.

�� Well,
I have the chance to sort it all out, don�t I?�
And maybe this time, it will be me who is there for you, just as you�ve
always been for me.� Kai brushed the
hair out of Tyson�s face and rolled off the bed to his feet, then pulled the
blanket back over the sleeping teen so he didn�t catch a chill.� As if there was a magnet in Tyson that drew
the older teen to him, Kai leaned down and tentatively brushed his mouth across
Tyson�s closed eyelids, then lightly touched his lips to Tyson�s.� Eyes widened as a thrilling shiver ran
through him, and he hastily backed away from the bed before he turned to leave
the room.

�� Out in the kitchen, he went through
the motions of making coffee, trying to slow his speeding pulse and calm his
heavy breathing.� Gripping the counter,
Kai closed his eyes and cursed his apparent inability to resist the temptation
Tyson seemed to present him with � without even knowing or trying.� How one simple little touch � even an
intimate one that had been barely a kiss � could affect him so deeply, right to
the core, was beyond Kai.� But it happened, and here I am, standing in
the kitchen flustered and�� He put a
hand to his cheek and shuddered.�
Yep.� He was blushing wildly.� Gods, I
am so glad Tyson isn�t awake to see me like this.

�� Pouring himself a mug of freshly
brewed coffee, he left the kitchen, intending to go out on the balcony.� However, a knock at the door made him turn
and go to answer it instead.

�� Good morning, Kai!�� Max and Rei stood there on the threshold and
the blonde held up a box of donuts � at least that�s what the box said.� �We figured you guys would be starved, so
when we went out looking for our own breakfast��

�� We picked up you and Tyson
something, too.�� Rei finished.� �Muffins and donuts.�

�� Kai stared at the box for a moment
in surprise, then reached out and accepted the gift.� �Uh, wow, guys.� Thank you.�

�� No problem!� I know Tyson will probably want to eat when
he gets up, before you guys go grocery shopping.�� Max stuffed his hands in his pockets, still
smiling.� �Oh!� I�m gonna go see if
Kenny and Hilary are up yet.� See ya later, Kai!�

�� The dual-haired teen shook his head
as the blonde danced down the hall to their friends� door.� Rei turned back to Kai and studied the former
captain critically.

�� You know, Kai, last night I didn�t
really get a chance to talk to you.�� He
said after a moment.� Kai raised an
eyebrow at him.

�� About what?�

�� Well, other than the obvious
question of where you�ve been all this time, I have to say�you seem�different
somehow.�� The raven-haired blader leaned
against the door frame, crossing his arms.�
�It�s like you�re lighter or something.�
Open��

�� Kai shrugged carelessly.� He understood what Rei was trying to get at,
and he knew the reason for it, too.

�� It was because he felt free.

�� I�m no different than before,
Rei.�� He said quietly.� �I�m just�more
than I was.�

�� Golden, feline shaped eyes widened
in some small understanding.� �Well, it�s
good to have you back around again.� You
were missed.�

�� Kai caught the quick darting of his
eyes to Tyson�s closed bedroom door behind him at that admission, wondering
once again just what was going on
with his roommate and why everyone seemed to think he was the solution.�
Scowling to himself, he straightened and glanced over his shoulder.

�� Hn.� I should
go.� My coffee�s getting cold.�� Okay, so he still wasn�t very good at
diplomatically getting rid of people.�
Rei smiled, though, and backed out of the door, not offended.

�� Sure.� Enjoy the muffins and donuts.� See you guys later.�� He walked off down the hall and Kai closed
the door.� He put the box on the counter
in the kitchen, and picked up his mug again.�
Sipping and discovering his coffee had gone lukewarm,
he went to the microwave and put the mug in to warm it up.

�� The opening of a door drew his
attention around while he was waiting.�
Tyson stood in the doorway of his bedroom, his hair loose and wild from
sleep, and his eyes huge and vulnerable.�
He was looking around the room desperately, as if searching for
something.� Kai moved around the counter
in concern.

�� Tyson?� Hey�what�s wrong?�� He questioned, walking over to the
bluenette.� Tyson�s gaze snapped to Kai
and the sound of his voice, locking onto him.

�� Kai!�� He nearly sobbed the older teen�s name.� In his voice, Kai could hear the relief and
pure emotion that seemed to hold Tyson in its grip.� �You�you�re really here?�� Tyson reached out and touched his fingers
lightly to Kai�s cheek, as if he was afraid Kai wouldn�t be there or he was
seeing things.� The phoenix stood still,
doing his best to ignore the thrill of Tyson�s touch, and concentrated on
trying to calm Tyson down.

�� Yes, of course I am.�� Kai assured him in a steady voice, reaching
up to hold Tyson�s hand to his cheek.�
�See?� Don�t you remember the
party last night?�

�� Tyson sucked in a shuddering breath
and closed his eyes, fighting off his panic attack and sighing in relief � only
to have it replaced by embarrassment.� He
pulled his hand back, slowly, and Kai released it.� �Yeah.�� He answered, hugging himself in shame.� �I remember�I just�woke up thinking I�d
dreamed it and�sorry, Kai.� I�m okay.�� He backed away from his former captain,
unable to meet his eyes.� �Um, is that
coffee I smell?�

�� Kai frowned but didn�t move to stop
Tyson from moving away.� �It is.� Why don�t I get you a cup and then you and I
can talk?�� He turned without waiting for
an answer and went back to the kitchen to get his own mug and some for his
shaken dragon.� �Have a seat in the
living room, Kinomiya.�

�� Obediently (and taking the
opportunity to compose himself), Tyson sank down onto the sofa and ran his
fingers through his hair, trying to put some order to the wild locks
again.� He felt like an idiot, freaking
out like that over Kai.� What the heck is wrong with me, anyway?� He�s going to think I�ve gone crazy or
something.

�� Kai appeared a moment later and
placed a steaming mug of coffee on the coffee table in front of Tyson, as well
as a brown box with donuts all over it.�
�Max and Rei dropped these off for us.�
You should eat something.�

�� Eager for the distraction, Tyson
opened the box and his eyes lit up a little.�
�Muffins!�
This one looks good.�� He slipped
off the couch to the floor, sitting up to the coffee table and taking a
muffin.� Kai watched him, still frowning
a little, though eased somewhat to see Tyson eat.� �So, Kai�what�d you want to talk about?�� The bluenette asked, pulling apart his
chocolate chip muffin to eat in smaller bites.

�� Kai sipped his own coffee.� �Well�I want to know how you are.� You were more than a little upset with me
last night.�

�� Was I?�� Tyson asked, as casually as possible, pausing
in breaking off another piece of muffin.

�� Kai raised an eyebrow at him.� �Don�t try that on me, Kinomiya.� You know what I�m talking about.�

�� Any appetite he had
disappeared.� Tyson sighed and pushed the
rest of his muffin aside.� �Look.� I was exhausted, and
a little emotional after all the reunions and stuff. And I was�am a little mad at you for not keeping
in touch.� I probably took it all out on
you, and I�m sorry.�

�� The older blader put down his mug
with a �click,� and ran a hand through his hair.� �No.�
You have every right to be mad at me, Tyson.� I�m the one who should be apologizing.� I have a good reason for not keeping in
touch, but even so��

�� And what might that be?�� Tyson wondered, his voice doubtful and
scathing.� Kai flinched and clasped his
hands together in front of himself, leaning forward on his forearms on his
knees.

�� It�s a long story, and I�ll tell
you everything.� But�I don�t want it to
be general knowledge.�

�� The younger teen nodded.� �I�m not a gossip, Kai.� You don�t have
to tell me anything you don�t want to.� I
just want to know where you were and why you never emailed or called or
anything.�� He said earnestly.� Because had I known, I could have at least talked to you when�I lost
Gramps.

�� No.�
I want you to know.�� Kai stared
at his hands, blushing a bit.� �I trust
you.�

�� Tyson blinked at him,
surprised.� He didn�t know what to say to
that.� �Okay.�� He finally managed.� �So what happened?�

�� Kai got up, filled with a restless
energy as his memories surfaced once more.�
Walking to the window to stare outside, he crossed his arms over his
chest.� �Where to
start?� Everything�s just been
so�� He shook his head and sighed deeply.

�� Tyson frowned, for the first time
thinking that maybe Kai had been going through things of his own.� It hadn�t occurred to him before � though it
probably should have since he was probably the one who knew Kai best.� It made him feel a little ashamed and a
little guilty for being selfish.� In a
quiet, subdued voice, he suggested, �Why not start with where you went when you
left?�

�� You remember I was going to that
private school before Ozuma and his team came looking
for us?�

�� Yeah.� The one you attended with Wyatt.�

�� I had to go back there after the
Worlds.�� Kai glanced back over his
shoulder with a small smile that held a hint of his defiant personality.� �I sort of left without
permission�and without telling anyone.�

�� The bluenette covered his mouth to
stifle a laugh.� �I�m not surprised.�

�� Kai smiled, turning back to the
window.� �Yeah.� I�ve never been one for following other
people�s expectations.�

�� You have yet to disappoint
me.�� Tyson said.� Kai blinked and looked back at him,
surprised, and the younger blader flushed.�
�What?� I learned almost
immediately not to pin expectations on you.��
He looked away, embarrassed.� �I
wanted to�be your friend and if I tried to treat you like someone you�re not, I
knew you�d never want to be friends.�

�� Walking over to the couch, Kai sat
down heavily on it next to Tyson, stunned.�
�I had no idea you had such insight into me, Tyson.� But�� he paused, staring at his hands again.� �I�m grateful to you.� For everything.� If�if it hadn�t been for you, my life may
have gone down a path that would have destroyed me.� So�thanks.�

�� With both of them facing the same
direction, neither saw the other blush fiercely.

�� You�re welcome.�� Tyson replied.� Wanting to move out of the mushy, emotional,
confessional moment as soon as possible, he coughed a bit to clear his thick
throat.� �So what happened after you went
back?�

�� Silently thanking his former team
mate for the change in conversation, Kai ran a hand through his hair.� �Well, when I got back I had to face the
firing squad of my teachers, my dorm supervisor, and the headmaster.� I�d rather have dealt with just them, but I�m
not that lucky.�

�� Tyson heard his voice sober
drastically, any hint of his formerly happy tone disappearing as if it had
never been there.� �What happened?�

�� Standard
procedure when a student disappears without permission or telling anyone � they
call the parents or guardians.��
Kai stared ahead blankly.� �Voltaire
came and took me away again � partially because he was furious with me for
various reasons, and partly because the school didn�t want me there any longer.�

�� They kicked you out?�� Tyson exclaimed incredulously.

�� Oh yeah.� You betcha.�� Kai, of course, couldn�t hide the note of
pride in his voice. �Tyson shook his
head.

�� Only you would see that as a good
thing.�� He snickered a little and earned
a swat on the shoulder.� �Sorry.� It�s just funny.�� Tyson turned around so he could look up at
Kai while he listened.� �Go on��

�� Well, Voltaire took me back to the Hiwatari mansion here in Japan.� I guess he didn�t want me in Russia right
away.� I lived there for a little more
than a year � without Voltaire.� He was
so furious with me that he wanted absolutely nothing to do with me, and he left
me in Japan
under the care of the household staff.��
Kai shrugged.� �That was just fine
with me.� I didn�t want anything to do
with him either.� Only problem was that I
was confined to the house and grounds, and I wasn�t allowed to contact anyone
outside the house.� The staff watched my
every move, listened to every word I said, and reported it all back to
Voltaire.� I tried though.�� He ran both hands through his hair and
slouched back against the sofa.� �I
managed to actually dial your phone number once, but before I got an answer one
of the maids found me with the phone in my hand.�

�� Tyson�s eyes were wide as
saucers.� �Oh, Kai�I�m sorry.� I didn�t realize�I�ve been so mad about your
lack of contact and I should have known you�d have a good reason for it.� I am so sorry!�� The bluenette sat up on his knees earnestly,
laying a hand on Kai�s knee.

�� It�s okay,
Tyson.�� The phoenix tried to reassure
him, seeing the guilt in the younger man�s eyes.� �How could you know?� I know I don�t normally make an effort to�socialize,
but you couldn�t know I just wasn�t able
to get in touch.� Stop beating yourself
up for it.�

�� But�� Tyson snapped his mouth shut
at Kai�s stern gaze.� �Okay.�

�� Good.� So, to continue, I was stuck at the mansion
alone, basically.� Then one day Voltaire
phoned and I was ordered to pack up because he was bringing me back to Russia.�� Kai stared straight ahead as he spoke.� This was the part of the story he wished he
could just forget.

�� Why?� Out of the blue like that��

�� I will never really know,
truthfully.� I got there and I was so
afraid he was going to plant me back in the Abbey � which he had reopened, by
the way.�� Tyson gasped and settled back
down, though he didn�t even notice his hand was still on Kai�s knee.� �Yeah.� I was rather shocked, too, when I found
out.� Anyway, he didn�t send me back
there � or at least he never had the chance.�
Instead, I got stuck with a tutor to keep up with my studies.�� Kai paused.�
�Actually, make that several tutors.�
Voltaire wouldn�t keep them around for very long � two, three months at
most.� By the third one, I realized he
switched them often enough that they wouldn�t have enough time to get to know
me or to like me.� If they had had time, you see, then one of them
may have tried to �help� me or something, and for Voltaire, that just wouldn�t
do.�

�� Tyson made sympathetic noises, the
older blader�s bitter tone tugging on his heart
strings some more.� �That man was a
supreme ass, wasn�t he?�

�� Something like
that, yeah.�� Kai agreed, smiling a
little at the comment.� �Things just kept
going downhill from there, though.� I
guess Wyatt�s family finally moved past the first stage of their grief and onto
the next � anger and a desire for revenge.�

�� The bluenette�s eyes widened.� �I don�t understand.� You had nothing to do with Wyatt�s
death.� It was that cyber bit-beast�s
fault.� Why would they�?�

�� They blamed it all on me.�� Kai�s chest felt tight with the grief and
guilt he knew he�d never be able to fully dispel.� �Wyatt was obsessed with me � with blading
against me.� If I hadn�t been so
arrogant, they said, and just shown him a few things then he�d never have
joined up with those �bad people� or gotten involved with cyber
bit-beasts.� So they blamed me, and
decided to sue not just me, but the school, too � because they allowed blading
on campus and because they allowed Wyatt to leave the premises to go chasing
after me in the first place.�

�� Oh, Kai�� Tyson wished he could do something
to help Kai get past the pain and bitter regret that he could see quite clearly
on his friend�s face.� Like Kai doesn�t have enough on his conscious
with Wyatt�s death and the battle with Team Psykick
as it is.� Then his family comes along
and adds to the guilt and pain Kai already puts on himself for the whole
incident.

�� Needless to say, Voltaire was raging
furious.� And I mean raging bull in a china shop
furious.�� The phoenix continued.� He winced at the memories.� �It was the last straw for him and he ordered
me to get packed up one day, because I was going back to the Abbey and out of
his sight for good.�� Kai shuddered
violently, feeling as if someone had just doused him in ice-cold water.

�� What is it, Kai?�� Tyson frowned deeply in concern when the
phoenix went very pale and seemed to tremble.�
He reached for Kai�s hands, finding them cold and clammy, and took one
between his own to rub warmth back into him.�
�What happened?�

�� I remember�it was raining.� A thick, muggy downpour.� I remember going out to the car, and getting
in next to Voltaire as the driver held open the door for us.� And I remember the faint smell of vodka from
the driver, though I wasn�t really paying attention at the time.� I was more concerned with figuring out how I
was going to get the hell out of the Abbey the second Voltaire and Boris weren�t
looking.�� Kai gripped Tyson�s hand
almost desperately, unconsciously seeking comfort from the bluenette � his lifeline.� �Maybe if I had�well, maybes and what ifs
aren�t going to change anything.�

�� The driver drove under the
influence?�� Tyson guessed,
horrified.� �My god.�� He had a sneaking suspicion he knew what came
next.

�� I don�t remember much after I got
in.� I was lost in my own thoughts, and
Voltaire wasn�t talking to me at all by this time.� All I do remember is�screaming metal and
people and sirens, strange lights flashing, and pain unlike anything I�d ever
felt before.� It�s all very hazy and I
don�t think I ever want to remember those times anyway.� All I know is I woke
up in a hospital a month and a half later, in traction.� Both my legs were
broken, several ribs were busted, my left arm was broken in two places, and�my
hands�� Kai�s voice went so soft Tyson had to lean closer to hear him
properly.� The crimson-eyed teen took his
hands from Tyson�s and held them out so he could see the horrific mess of scars
that decorated both appendages across their backs and over his palms.� Some even stretched and zigzagged up to Kai�s
elbows.

�� Tyson felt tears stream down his
cheeks and he said Kai�s name in a hoarse voice that shook with emotion.� �Kai��

�� When they told me�I might never
regain full use of my hands, that I might never be
able to�blade again�� Kai nearly choked on the words, even now.� �God, I freaked out.� I�they had to sedate me to keep me from
injuring myself more.� If it hadn�t been
for Mr. Dickenson, I may not have lived much longer.�� That
was painful to admit.� Kai � the strong
one, the seemingly invincible, irrepressible phoenix � had contemplated death
at the very idea that there was a chance
he wouldn�t be able to blade again.�
Tyson made a strangled noise as he swallowed back a sob, and was up off
the floor and sitting down beside his former captain in a flash, one arm
hugging Kai to his side.

�� Okay.� Shh�take a few
deep, slow breaths, Kai.�� Tyson rubbed
his back in circles, sniffing a bit and watching his phoenix shake and take
shuddering breaths.� �Let�s just�take a
break and we�ll talk some more in a bit, okay?�

�� Kai nodded, putting his face in his
hands and trying to get a hold of himself.� Damn, did he feel like a pathetic moron.� He was getting
all worked up over a possibility he knew
wasn�t going to happen and hadn�t.� After all, he�d already held his launcher and
spun his blade to take down the Abbey.�
Not to mention the months of physical therapy and his own intense
training regime � with a little help from Tala and his team before Bryan, Ian,
and Spencer had gone to their new lives.�
Then Tala had been his opponent across the dish until they�d come here,
to the university.

�� The Demolition Boys, however, had no
idea just how badly injured he�d been or that they�d been helping him
re-train.� Lucky for him, thanks to the
display of power he�d shown at the Abbey that day, Kai hadn�t been questioned
about it even once by any of them.� They
didn�t realize how weak he had truly become.

�� Feeling better?�� Tyson asked, breaking him out of his
reverie.� At that point he noticed the
bluenette was still rubbing his back and emoting concern and care.� But it was the touch that was making his
spine tingle and his breathing hitch again.

�� Yeah.�� The crimson-eyed blader managed to say before
he had to pause and clear his throat.� �I�m
fine.� Ah�I could use a glass of water,
though.�

�� Water?�� Tyson stood up in a hurry, eager to help
him.� �Sure!� Just�sit here a minute and I�ll get you some.�� He hurried off to the kitchen.� By the time he came back, handing Kai the glass,
Kai had composed himself again.

�� Sipping slowly, Kai sighed deeply
and attempted to apologize for his weakness.�
�Sorry about that.� I��

�� Don�t you dare apologize.�

�� Kai�s gaze snapped
to Tyson�s, meeting it in stunned surprise at the harsh tone.� �What?�

�� Do not apologize to me for being human.�� Tyson stood up and walked over to the
kitchen, leaning against the island counter with clenched fists.� For some, inexplicable reason, he was
irritated and infuriated that Kai felt he would have to apologize for his
emotions, even though Tyson knew he would.�
It was just the way Kai was, and Tyson knew it.� �God, Kai!�
After all these years, and after all we�ve been
through�don�t you think I know you well enough and that you can trust me?� You don�t have to�you can be yourself with
me.�

�� Blinking in shock at this outburst,
Kai stood up, too, and crossed over to stand next to the bluenette.� �I wasn�t.�
I mean, not for that, Tyson�� he reached out to put his hand on
Tyson�s shoulder, but stopped, hovering there for a split second before he
retracted it and shoved his hands behind his back instead.� �I�was apologizing for freaking out over
something so irrational.� I know I will blade again and that I�m
recovering, and yet I�� He stopped and
ran his hands through his hair again with a growl of frustration.

�� Maybe not.� But that�s human, too, and I don�t want you
telling me you�re sorry for it.�� Tyson stated, his voice still firm, yet it had softened
slightly.� He never could stay mad at his
phoenix for long.

�� Fine.�� Kai faced him again.� �I can only say I�ll try, Tyson.� I can�t make promises.�

�� That�s enough for me.�� Tyson looked into his eyes, his own full of
sincerity.� �I will never ask for
anything more from you.�

�� I know.�

�� There was a moment of complete
understanding between them.� Followed swiftly by a moment of awkwardness.� Turning an interesting shade of red as they
stared at each other, Tyson coughed into his hand and shuffled his feet.

�� Ah�I�m going to go have a shower
and get dressed.� I think we should go
buy groceries and stuff, don�t you?�� He
asked.

�� Uh, yeah.�� Kai grabbed onto that exit from the painfully awkward moment with both hands.� �Good idea.�
But�don�t you want to hear the rest?�

�� Of course.� There�s plenty of time for it, Kai.�� Tyson said, smiling a little.� It wasn�t the same smile that Kai remembered,
but there was a glimmer of that in it.� �We�could
use a break, that�s all.�

�� Alright.�� Kai watched him go into his bedroom and close
the door, knowing � somehow � that he�d been forgiven without being told.� And he felt lighter and more free than he�d
ever felt before because of it.

�� Maybe things would be okay after all
between himself and his dragon.

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Authoress� Notes:�
I had to cut it short here because it was just getting too long and I
was getting sick of typing.� *sheepish grin*� So now Tyson (and all of you readers)
know what happened to Kai � mostly.� But
I guess the question remains�what about Tyson?�
Uh�actually, don�t get all excited about some big plot twist or
anything, because there isn�t one, really.�
However, stay tuned for more!�
Finding out stuff is always good reading, right?� Please
R/R!!!!
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