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Pizza Boy Tyson	By : TeamTyKai Category: Beyblade > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2135 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Pizza Boy Tyson
- 2-Mr. Customer
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Disclaimer: Beyblade and all its likeness does not belong to
me. No profits are being made off this story.

Ranma�s Author�s Notes: An AU we thought would be very
scrumptious. It will contain lemon later on which we�ll archive at our Tyson x
Kai yahoo group! OTKH!!! (Invitation only)

Glay�s Author�s Notes: Kai + Tyson + Pizza + Coke = Heaven ^_____^
Pizza boy Tyson delivers extra hotness to OTKH =D

Pizza Boy
Tyson

In a different time, but same place, the BBA�s team �The Bladebreaker�s�
had successfully become the world champions of beyblading
for the third time in the row. They were a strong team, although not without
their weaknesses, and remained virtually undefeated in their careers. The
teamwork itself had been a difficult thing to get past, but each of the team�s
members were strong bladers,
and they learned to work together. They even became friends somewhat, although
they weren�t super-close like some of the other teams out there. In fact, on
that summer night, having returned to Bay
City after the last World�s, a large party was being
held in celebration of their success.

Teams
that the Bladebreakers had met throughout their journey to being number one at
the world championships all joined in the celebration, flying into Japan to attend
the party.

The White Tigers, The All Starz, The Majestics - even The Demolition Boys - all showed up at the
only place big enough to handle the world's best bladers.
Kai Hiwatari's mansion.

�I say, thank you once again for holding this shindig here, Kai.�
Mr. Dickinson said jovially as he walked up to the aloof beyblader
who stood by the wall near the punchbowl.

The tall dual-haired blader looked up at
the BBA head. �Like I said before, it�s fine.� Kai said boredly.

�Mmhmm, mmhmm.� The old man nodded, filling a paper cup with
some pink punch. He took a sip of punch from his cup. �Ahh that hits the spot! Do try and have a good time
Kai, these are your teammates after all.�

Kai rolled his eyes as
the chairman of the BBA walked back into the hubbub of the party. The
dual-haired blader retreated to the kitchen where he
could get away from his houseful of rowdy beybladers.

The sports room,
living room, and dining room were all filled with people having a good
time. At the long elaborate table sat the remaining team members of The
Bladebreakers.

"Aw man..." Max complained slightly, poking some of the
cold cuts that were spread out on the fancy dishes. "I was hoping Kai'd get us some food that was, well, more..."

"Sugary?"
Ray supplied helpfully grinning.

Max tried to hide his
guilty smile at that. "Not even a chip in sight!" He speared another
cocktail weenie with a toothpick and chewed on it.

Andrew, the forth and usually substitute member of the team,
leaned back on his chair lazily. "Yeaaah
no kiddin'." He sighed. "I could
really go for some greasy food, you guys!"

The Bladebreakers
stared at the suddenly unappetizing healthy foods of vegetables, fruits, and
cheeses on crackers....

Andrew suddenly smacked
his fist against the table. "I GOT IT! We gotta
order pizza!!"

Stars lit up in the blond's eyes. "Aw Yes!! Definitely!"

"You know a
place?" Ray asked, knowing that Andrew and Kai were the only ones who knew
Bay City well
seeing as how they'd grown up there.

�Oh yeah, do I know
the place.� Andrew grinned, and gave his teammates two thumbs up. The Bay City local hadn�t eaten at the small restaurant for a
long time because of all their travels and tournaments, but Pizza City
was the best place in town for real heart-stopping, soaking through the
box pizza. As a kid he�d eaten there all the time with his other friends, like
Billy and Ty...

�C�mon let�s order
it!!� Max exclaimed, cutting into the basketball jersey wearing teen�s
thoughts, and the three of them got up, heading full speed for the living room
where Ray had spotted a phone earlier.

"Hey, Ray."
Lee nodded to his friend, seeing the Bladebreakers as they converged on one of
Kai's many telephones. The rest of the White Tigers, and the American team the
All Starz turned around and perked up from where the
group of teens had been fighting over which movie to put in the widescreen
plasma TV.

�Hey
Lee.� Ray replied with a toothy smile.

�What are you up to?�
The Chinese captain inquired.

Michael was tossing his baseball up and catching it as he suddenly
crowded their space. He wiggled his eyebrows, "Calling for entertainment?"

Mariah smacked him in
the side making she and Emily snicker.

"Judging from the
half-eaten mini hot dog hanging from Max's mouth they plan to order some real
food. Right guys?" The tennis player's
know-it-all voice cut in as she observed him.

Gary perked up. "No kiddin?!" He grinned widely, tossing the bland
crackers he had grabbed into one of the vases next to the big screen TV.
"This sounds like a good idea to Gary!"

The girls rolled their
eyes again and laughed as they resumed their conversation. Now though, most of
the guys who liked their food had grouped around the Bladebreakers.

"What're we
ordering?" Enrique asked rubbing his hands together in anticipation.

The other Europeans
nodded in agreement. "Stuffed lobster tails in wine sauce sounds
good." Oliver put in helpfully.

"Hmph," Steve grunted from his place against the wall.
"Is that what you eat at your parties, Frenchie?
Gimme an
old fashioned steak n' potatoes."

Eddy grinned, checking
the football player with his basketball. "Lighten up Stevie,
this isn't some dinner out! Now's the time for a thick, sizzlin',
deep dish pizza mmmm yeah." he grinned and got
approval from many of the other people in the room.

"You said it buddy!" Andrew cheered, high-fiving the American beyblader. "One greasy pepperoni pizza comin'
right up!"

Ray sweatdropped looking from everyone's hungry faces back to
the meager pickings from the dining room table. "Better make that more
like 10 pizzas."

"Callin' 10 Pizzas!!" Max cheered.
"Andrew, leeeet 'er rip!!"

Needing no more invitation, Andrew plucked the phone of its hook
and dialed in the familiar number.

****

Kai closed the French
doors to his kitchen to block out some of the enormous amount of noise being
created by all the pro beybladers in his home.
Despite the amount of fun everyone seemed to be having, even with the lack of
entertainment he had provided, Kai himself was bored. Throughout the past few
years he had come to know these people and beybattle
against them, something still felt amiss. It was as if there was still some
challenge out there for him to beat.

It wasn�t just beyblading that was beginning to bore him either. Kai had
just turned eighteen and had inherited his deceased grandfather�s fortune. He
didn�t have to work for his money, and he didn�t have anything really to spend
it on. Or somebody to spend it on.

Not that there weren�t
people interested. He�d had a few girls approach him for dates and the like,
but, his tastes ran differently�

He knew for a fact
that his teammates and other bladers were not
inclined as he was, and quite frankly he really could care less. None of them
held his interest and he doubted he would find someone who would. But if he
did� well, he didn�t have anything left to prove. He would take the chance�

A while later, the
sound of the doorbell rang through the mansion and Kai looked up at the sound.
His eyes narrowed. 'Who is visiting at this time of night...' The team captain thought in
annoyance. Everyone who had RSVPed for the party was
already there.

Kai
swiftly made his way out of the kitchen and strode towards the foyer to the
main entrance.

In the other rooms, he
heard the music and talking quiet down for a bit and he frowned when the
doorbell rang again, just before he reached the door. Kai unlocked the heavy
bolt and took the handle firmly, pulling the door open, and looking at the
figure standing on his doorstep.

"Pizza's
here!"

The person's head
turned to face Kai's as he said those words. In the instant the team captain's
eyes were laid on that wide smile his heart stopped.

Kai felt tingles spread over his skin like fireworks as he took in the
other teen's features. Midnight blue hair, big deep blue eyes, tanned
skin... He was dressed in a yellow t-shirt, tight grey jeans, red jacket, and a
red and blue baseball cap that was on backwards.

The pizza boy blinked
at his customer's stunned expression, and then got a good look at him. �Wow��
The pizza boy thought.

The
sudden wiff of oil-soaked pizza filled Kai's nose as
he noticed the multiple carrying cases the pizza boy was trying to balance.

Looking down dumbly at
the pile of pizzas in the teen's arms and finally registering what he had said,
Kai frowned.

"I didn't order
any--"

"YO! THE PIZZA'S
HERE!!!" A loud voice sounded in Kai's ear and Andrew immediately appeared
in front of him.

"Oooh" Max appeared on Kai's other side. "Smell
that heavenly food."

Loud shouts of "Pizza!" and "Food! Fooood!"
came from the rest of the partiers in the other rooms having caught scent of
the greasy goodness.

Scowling slightly Kai
prepared to ask why the hell they had ordered more food when Andrew let out a
shout.

"Tyson?! Is that you buddy?!"

The pizza boy managed
to tear his gaze away from the customer and looked up in confusion before his
face split into a wide smile.

"Andrew?!"

The tall basketball jerseyed teen smiled widely at his old friend. �Yeah! It�s me! Whoa I haven�t seen you in ages!� He
exclaimed pushing through the doorway and taking some of the carrying cases
from Tyson.

�Yeah, man, it�s been
a long time!!� Tyson grinned back.

Everybody
from inside started to crowd around in the main foyer, but stayed behind Kai
who was blocking most of the doorway.

Andrew clapped a hand
on Tyson�s shoulder and jerked his head towards inside. �Hey, you should come
in! Yeah come on in and let�s put this pizza down!�

Tyson quirked his
eyebrows and pointed to the Pizza
City badge on his jacket.
�Hey you�re the boss, man!� He laughed.

Andrew weaved past
Kai, holding the pizza carrying cases above his head. �FOOD!�
Everybody cheered and followed the Bladebreaker
towards the kitchen. Tyson shrugged and started to follow too, carrying the
rest of the load.

When the pizza boy
moved to step past the motionless team captain, he brushed against him and
stopped, turning his face the other teen. �Sorry, �cuse me.� Tyson gave Kai a megawatt smile and
continued past him, his long bangs sweeping across the dual-haired blader�s cheek.

Kai
felt a shiver run down his spine at the soft touch against his cheek standing
frozen to the spot for a moment. He whirled around his auburn eyes slightly
wide.

Tyson was almost
laughing at the hungry expressions of all the people in the huge house. And boy
was it huge alright. Andrew led him and the whole party to the kitchen where
they set the pizza cases onto the large counter top.

"I'm starving!!!" Someone moaned from the back of the
crowd and the pizza boy laughed expertly de-heatbaggin'
the 10 large pizzas. As soon as the boxes were out of the heavy cases, the
mouth-watering smell of melted cheese hit the beybladers'
noses.

Kevin jumped off the
light fixture and grabbed a box in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly the kitchen became a war zone as everyone scrambled to
get a slice of pizza. The All Starz managed to score
two whole boxes for themselves, while Spencer of The Demolition Boys lived up
to his name and bowled over Johnny of the Majestics
to grab two more boxes. Being as slick as usual, Enrique managed to steal a
box, but when he and the rest of the Europeans opened it the box was already
empty.

"YEAH!!" Everyone cheered as
they literally mauled the pizza.

In less than 2 minutes
the kitchen was clear and Tyson was haphazardly staring at what used to be his
last delivery of the day.

The teams all
stampeded into the sports room eating the gooey goodness of the best pizza in
town.

Ray, chewing on his
own slice, cranked the volume on the mega stereo system Kai had set up and soon
the party had turned into a real party. Even Mr. Dickinson was enjoying
a few slices as he chatted with Tala, who wasn't
really talking more than usual.

****

Taking his time, Tyson
put the heat-saving carrying cases in a neat stack on the marble kitchen
counter.

Kai walked into his
large kitchen, not expecting the pizza boy to still be there. Having heard him come in, the teen turned around and stared at the
team captain.

Kai
stood transfixed as the other boy broke eye contact and slowly trailed his gaze
down Kai�s body and back up. The pizza boy bit his lip slightly and grinned,
before turning away, and seemingly interested in the party, jogged out of the
kitchen and into the sports room where a beybattle
was in session.

Kai followed him.

�Nooo!� Michael shouted as his beyblade
was knocked from the beystadium.

�YES!� Johnny smirked,
and caught his beyblade as it returned from the dish.
�That makes it my 4^th win tonight.� The redhead declared and put his
hands on his hips. �Anymore takers?�

�I�ll go!� Mariah held
up her pink blade and Ray, the All Starz and White
Tigers cheered her on.

�Get him Mariah!� Ray
smiled.

The pink haired girl
winked and the two beybladers let it rip. A minute
later, Galux clattered to the ground. �Oh no!� Mariah gasped, and then her eyes narrowed. �Why
you�� Lee and Gary immediately held her back.

�Too
easy!� Johnny laughed.

"Aw, I could beat you in one round.� Tyson spoke up with an
arrogant grin.

Everyone turned to stare at the teen. �Ooohoho,
he�s picking a fight with you Johnny.� Enrique jeered.

Kai looked over at the pizza boy as well, from his place against
the wall, an intrigued expression on his face. Even he had lost to
Johnny back in the earlier days of the Bladebreakers tournaments.

�What?� Johnny
snapped, sticking up his nose and looking red-faced. �Who is this punk?�

The pizza boy just
rubbed his nose and grinned.

�Aw c�mon you guys!�
Andrew said. �Give the newbie a chance!�

�Hmph,
now this should be interesting.� Robert put in.

The
pizza boy stepped up the side of the huge beydish
that was in the middle of the room fixing his cap. "The name's
Tyson," he grinned. "And you're about to get your ass kicked."

"Ooooh..." Max smiled in
anticipation. "He's talking dirty now, Johnny."

"Well, Tyson,"
the Scottish blader snorted then immediately set up
his launcher. "Consider this a charity match." He smirked.

Loud protests and whistling
came from the crowd of enthusiastic beyblades as the
pizza boy just shrugged with a smile. He reached into his Pizza City
jacket and pulled out his beyblade and launcher. In
the back, Michael and Lee were making bets on the winner, Michael being on the
new kid, Lee being on Johnny. Even Mr. Dickinson was watching with a keen eye
as Tyson got into ready position.

Never one to let an
opportunity to start a match off right go past, Max raised his hand.

"3!"

"2!"

"1!"

"Let it riiiip!!!!" Tyson yelled loudly, pulling his ripcord
at an amazing speed.

Johnny's own bright
red blade shot from his axe launcher like a bullet from a gun. Ray winced as he
concluded that would definitely leave a crack in the floor.

The ponytailed pizza boy flung his arm out, swinging it in an
arch. "DRAGOON!! PHANTOM
HURRICANE ATTACK!!!"

An enormous twister
erupted from the dish like a rocket lifting off. Its powerful turns swept
everything in its path upwards, threatening to even lift the beybladers off the ground. Through the vacuum of the wind
everyone could make out the shape of a menacing beast.

"A
dragon!" Robert exclaimed in surprise, his mouth hanging open.

"GO TYSON!"
Andrew cheered.

Tyson smiled and
brought his hand down in a sharp strike. And as soon as it had all started, it
all stopped. The last wisps of power faded away, and Johnny's beyblade was motionless at the bottom of the dish.

The redhead stared at
it in utter shock.

Dragoon spun back into
Tyson's waiting hand.

Everyone was staring
at him with goldfish expressions. Michael was frozen to the spot, realizing he
had won a whole lotta dough
from the Chinese captain. Gary
took the opportunity to steal the piece of pizza from the American captain's
hand.

The pizza boy grinned
and swaggered away from the beydish. He glanced at an
ornate clock on the wall for a moment, and then did a double take when he
realized the time.

�OH DUDE.� Tyson
shouted loudly, his eyes bugging out and his hands flying to hold his head. �I gotta get back!!�

�Hey it was great to
see ya man!� Andrew told him, and Tyson waved at him
and everyone as he hurried to the kitchen where he�d left the pizza carrying
cases.

No one noticed as Kai
slipped away from the wall and walked after him.

�Wooo!!!� Michael yelled in joy.

�No
way.
Let�s beybattle for my money back!�
Lee argued.

And everybody�s
attention was back on the beyblading dish.

****

Tyson grabbed up the
heat carrying cases from the kitchen counter and slowly looked around, finding
his way to the front door. Finding it, the midnight haired teen moved to open
it when a voice behind him stopped him.

�So how much do I owe
you?� Kai asked, reaching past the pizza boy and opening the door for him.

�Oh,� Tyson exclaimed
turning around and then hopping out onto the doorstep. His eyes were wide.
�Man, I almost forgot�� The pizza boy checked the receipt for the ten pizzas.
�That�s $148.50�

Tyson looked him up
and down as the world champion blader reached into
his back pocket for his wallet.

He bit his bottom lip
briefly, noticing his customer's slim hips, firm abdomen and extremely well
built arms. 'Oh man...' Tyson thought hazily, for the first time
realizing this guy had the most amazing auburn eyes.

'He's so hot...'

"Huh?" The
pizza boy snapped out of his appraising thoughts. Kai was eyeing him in slight
amusement holding out a wad of cash.

"I said, here you
go." He said in a smooth voice.

Tyson grinned sheepishly, taking the money from the other teen and feeling
himself flush as their fingers brushed.

"Thanks..."
The blue-eyed teen replied with a smile, staring shamelessly.

�By the way,� Kai
continued casually. �Nice moves.�

A boyish grin took
over the pizza boy�s face, and he leaned an arm against the doorframe, closing
some of the distance between them. �They�re even better outside of the beydish.�

Kai raised an eyebrow
at that, and his cheeks seemed to darken. "Keep the change." His customer's lip quirked before he slowly closed the door.

****

Speeding down the road
on his bicycle, Tyson Granger had a goofy smile on his face. He skidded into
the parking lot of Pizza
City and took his helmet
off. The teen ran inside through the backdoor lugging the pizza cases to their
shelf before fishing the money out of his jacket pocket.

He walked through the
kitchen and up to the cashiers where he noticed a familiar face.

�Hey,
Kenny!� Tyson grinned tiredly. �Didn�t expect to see
you here so late.�

The short boy who
worked as a cashier at Pizza
City rolled his eyes
though it was hidden under his mop of brown hair. �Tyson, I was waiting for you
to come back with your last delivery�s payment. Everyone else has gone home!!�
He complained.

�Sorry about that,�
Tyson rubbed the back of his head. �Here it is.�

Kenny rang it up, then
paused and groaned. �Tyson! Don�t tell me you
forgot to give them change again!!�

�Wha??� The pizza boy looked at him in confusion. �No
way, he said to keep the change!�

The bespectacled boy
looked shocked at that and handed him the change. �Well whoever that was you delivered
to must�ve really liked the pizza.� He replied in awe. �You just got tipped
twenty bucks!�

The pony-tailed teen�s
eyes almost fell out of his head. �Say what?!�

�Aaaah��
Kenny locked up the cash register and collected his belongings. �I wish I got
tipped that much.�

They locked up for
their boss, Berny, the guy who owned Pizza City,
and each sped home on their bikes.

As Tyson fell into his
small bed at home he couldn�t seem to wipe the smile from his face. �The
large order of pizza� Seeing Andrew again� Beating that arrogant foreign beyblader��

Tyson�s smile widened
and he pillowed the back of his head with his hands. �That sexy guy who
answered the door� And tipped me a twenty��

He flushed heavily
remembering the way the other boy�s lips formed the words 'nice moves.'

Spreading his legs and
arms out wide in a full body stretch Tyson yawned and closed his eyes with a
smile.

�Wow��

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