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Chocolate Fun

By: chinohana
folder Beyblade › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 1
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Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chocolate Fun

HEY!! First fic, hope you like... answer to the request from studio.. i hope you like!

Disclaimer: NOT MINE!!! If Beyblade were mine, i would have all the bishounen go at it all the time!!! MUAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!!! so SUE ME!!! actually, don't...

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Chocolate Fun
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“Give it back!”

“No!”

“Give it back!”

“No!”

“Tala!”

“Bryan!”

It was December in Moscow; Voltaire and Boris were arrested two years ago in charge of child abuse and lots of other things you don’t want to know about (like growing marihuana in the closet, thrashing the Louvre, feeding the kindergarten apple trees with alcohol and such… told you you didn’t want to know…) so the Demolition Boys were free to do as they wished… almost. They were still underage, all of them being 16/17 or something. The BBA wanted to send them to some orphanage and gather their belongings (mostly Kai’s, as he was the heir to all of Hiwatari enterprises (duh)) but M.D was against it, and took the D boys under his wing, the condition being they would wreck havoc, or at least not too much…

… Which is NOT what was happening in this moment; why? M.D went for a holiday with his wife (aka was dragged reluctantly out of the house with sweat drops all over) in Hawaii, so the D Boys had the Estate all to themselves.

Of course, the first thing they had in mind was to party: Kai invited Rei (for some *cough* *smile* you know…), Ian and Spencer took out all the video games and junk food in their possession (as to why the floor was littered with trash and other stuff) and Tala wanted cake. Rei, being a guest, wasn’t allowed to cook anything (~”WHAT?! Are you insulting my cooking?!” “No kitty I just don’t want you to be exhausted yet, you know what I mean?”~), and Bryan was the only one in the D Boys that could NOT burn the kitchen and serve something that doesn’t taste like *censored* (use your imagination).

“TAAALAAA!!!”

Right now, Bryan was chasing Tala ‘round the kitchen. Why, you ask? Well, because Tala chose to steel the chocolate for the cake. Why? Don’t ask this is Tala we’re talking about. Tala, a little tired from running around, and dizzy, because the running was done around the kitchen table, decided to lean on the counter and left his arm (that held the chocolate) in the air; he had grown a lot in the past few years, now taller than Bryan, towering over Rei (who was still lithe and cute as ever) and nearly rivalling Kai (it was almost like they were fighting on who would be taller. Somewhat; and who said that Tala has to be short and uke?). Hence the fact that Bryan is jumping and attempting to reach for the chocolate, and the fact that Kai & co ( who could see all of this through the kitchen window in the living room) were laughing their asses off (well, Kai was smirking and Rei was giggling; Ian and Spencer were laughing their asses off).

“Tala! Just give me the chocolate already! Do you want the cake or not?! Tala!”

“Aww come on Bryan! Of course I want the cake!” Tala whined.
“Then why, pray tell, are you keeping the chocolate out of my reach?!”

“Because.”

“BECAUSE?! What kind of answer is that?”

“…”

“… Tala…? W-what are you looking a-at…?... Tala?”

“…”

“Don’t you dare—TALA!!!”

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Outside, Ian and Spencer put on earmuffs as to block any distracting sound, Kai and Rei left the room for their own little moment, and we never got to see the expected chocolate cake ever again.

THE END!!!

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