Written In The Stars | By : Kali Category: Beyblade > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2566 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Kali Notes: This one’s
all for Jen. Ye gods I’m
attempting to write something romantic and not purely hentai. @_@ Yikes.
Why? Because everyone knows (and should know)
that Tyson and Kai’s love is written in the stars… Kai said so himself.
Disclaimer: Kali &
Muses do not own Beyblade or its characters.
Beyblade is © Aoki Takao, D-Rights, Nelvana,
etc., etc. We suffer tremendously
because of that.
Warnings: Yaoi alert! Language and lemon, and the
risk of melting at the sappy romance.
Pairing: TyKa!
Summary: An
anniversary spent alone is not how Kai wanted it to be. And neither does
Tyson...
Dedication: HAPPY BIRTHDAY JEN!!!! Hope you enjoy your present! *winks* Love you!
~*~*~*~*~
Written
In The Stars
~*~*~*~*~
…when I look to the sky something tells me you’re
here with me
And you make everything alright
And when I feel like I’m lost something tells me you’re here with me
And I can always find my way when you are here
– Train, “When I Look To The Sky”, My Private Nation
~*~*~*~*~
Sigh.
The
young man drew his legs up to his chest and rested his arms over his knees,
staring out at the vast expanse of ocean and midnight-blue,
star-filled sky. A soft sea breeze
gently wafted over him, ruffling his slate-grey, dual-toned hair and the loose
white, cotton, buttoned shirt he wore half done
up. Crimson eyes that reflected the
starlight and the loneliness he felt closed as another sigh escaped. Kai didn’t
care. There was no one but the stars to
hear or to wonder why he was sitting on a white-sand beach all alone and
obviously feeling low.
Sure,
he and Tyson and bought this beach house for the purpose of having a get-away
when they needed to be away from the hustle of city life and the fans that
still remembered their glorious days as champions. It had become their main residence, though,
and now they only went back to the Bay
City for BBA functions and to see
Tyson’s family, and Kenny, and Hilary – even Daichi. But when Kai was
sitting here, alone, and he’d rather deal with that city-life and those fans
than be without Tyson on such an important day as today, well…
Sigh. Grumble.
They
had had quite a time trying to agree on where to buy and what sort of house
they wanted – when they’d finally come to the
agreement that they even wanted a
get-away. The people who had owned this
beach house before them had only been able to hold visitation tours of the
property for the real estate company in the evenings, and as soon as Kai had
walked out on the deck, facing the ocean, the night it had been their turn…he’d known. The view
was so familiar, so very tranquil and perfect that he’d
blindly reached out to grab Tyson’s arm and hold him back from going down the
stairs to the beach below immediately.
Tyson had looked up at him, then out at the landscape of moon and stars
and sea, and gasped quietly, freezing in place much as his partner had.
“We’ll
take it.” Was all Tyson had said, much
to the delight of the real estate agent.
Neither cared about price or whether anything needed repair, or any
other thing but the fact that they’d found a place that reminded them of that
brief eternal moment in their last Beyblade World Championship battle and the
starry, planet filled seascape they had found themselves in. The place where their hearts and minds couldn’t hide from each other any longer and where they had
finally admitted there was so much more to their relationship than they’d
thought possible to find. A place where
words weren’t needed.
Sighing
again, Kai let his chin fall to rest on his folded arms. Another breeze slid coolly over his skin and
chilled him just a little, but he didn’t move. It was their anniversary, damn it. He shouldn’t be
sitting out here in the cool evening breezes with only a flimsy shirt and a
pair of shorts on, wishing for his lover, and taking comfort in the
peacefulness that had driven them to buy this place to begin with.
Hugging
his knees, he indulged in a pout – as there wasn’t anyone to see the Kai Hiwatari actually do that – and mentally grumbled to
himself, scheming a way to get Tyson back for not being there on what he thought of as the most important day
of the year. After all, none of the
holidays or special occasions he could think of could come close to being as
special as the anniversary of that momentous world championship battle and the
date, one year later, that they told each other that they loved each other (and
subsequently became lovers and inseparable).
So
where was the energetic
bluenette? Kai grumbled to himself some
more. Tyson had been home that morning… But one telephone call from Kenny and he goes
running back to Bay City. He complained silently. What could have possibly happened that
required his lover to drop all their anniversary plans and go back, Kai didn’t know because Tyson had completely avoided telling Kai
anything quite skillfully. And before he knew it, Tyson was gone and he didn’t have a
clue what was going on. Oh but
he will explain when he gets home. Kai thought determinedly. And I just might make
him sleep on the couch, too.
Smirk. Sigh.
~*~*~*~*~
Tyson
ran up the front sidewalk, juggling the box he carried haphazardly as he tried
to watch out where he was going over the top of it. He couldn’t believe
he was so late getting back home. Kai
was probably really put out by
now. He just hoped that his lover would
forgive him enough not to make him sleep on the couch alone for it. Reaching the front door, he put his box down
and dug out his keys. He shoved open the
door, bent and picked up the box, and hustled inside, being careful to lock the
door behind himself again.
He
set the box down on the kitchen table, and called out, “Kai! I’m back, love! I’m so, so sorry…” then stopped when no
answer came and no Kai appeared.
Frowning, he went looking around the house. “Kai?”
As
he was passing by the French patio doors that led out to the deck, he spotted a
figure sitting out on the sandy beach alone, bathed in
moonlight and starlight, practically glowing like some ghostly being. A soft smile crossed Tyson’s face and he
thought quickly, planning. Then he made
a quick dash to their bedroom to change.
He
knew the older blader was probably upset with him for seemingly abandoning him
on their anniversary, but Tyson had a good reason! He really did. And he was going to
spend the rest of the night making it up to Kai.
Done
changing, he grabbed something from the bedside table drawer and stuck it in
his shorts’ pocket (just in case) before padding barefoot back out to the
living area. Grabbing the box on the way
out, he stepped out onto the deck and carefully navigated his way down the
steps, then strode soundlessly over the sand toward his greatest rival and
one-and-only love.
Kai
didn’t hear the footsteps come up behind him, and so
when he jumped slightly as a box was placed on the sand next to him it was with
good reason. Startled, he looked at the
box, then looked up at a smiling bluenette – then glowered.
“You’re
late, Kinomiya.” He stated flatly,
turning away to ignore the box and his lover.
Tyson’s
smile wilted, but didn’t fall away completely. “I know.
I’m sorry, Kai.
I really, really, really had no idea I’d be gone this long.” He sat behind Kai on the sand and wrapped his
arms around the older man’s waist, attempting to pull him back against his
chest. Kai was resisting that
though. Instead, Tyson began to rub slow
circles over Kai’s back and shoulders, massaging the tension away. “I promise I never would have left if it
hadn’t been important.”
Kai
just grunted, not relaxing under Tyson’s touch but not pushing him away,
either.
“Kenny
called to tell me that my package had come in.
I had to go get it right away…” Tyson trailed off when Kai turned his
head back enough to give him a glare that said, “On our anniversary? Bullshit.
Nothing’s that important.” before turning away again. “No, really, Kai.” Tyson moved away for a moment and crawled
over to the box, opening up the top flaps and pushing aside the packing
material to reach inside and pull out something from within. “See?”
Uninterested,
Kai merely glanced, still feeling petulant.
“A book.”
He intoned, unimpressed.
Tyson’s
face fell this time. “Not just any book, Kai…look at it, okay?
Please?” He held it out with a
nervous, pleading expression. Unable to
say no to that face, Kai took the tome and looked at the cover.
Blink. “ ‘Dragon Spin: An
Autobiography of Kinomiya Tyson.’ Your autobiography?”
Kai raised his eyes to Tyson’s in surprise. “I thought you said that wouldn’t be
published for another three months.”
“That’s
what I thought, but Kenny talked Hilary into pulling some strings at the BBA to
get the printing date pushed up.” Tyson
replied, fidgeting. “I wanted to
surprise you with it on our anniversary – today, and Kenny promised me he’d
call me as soon as the advance copies got to his house so I could come and get
them. They actually came in late. I thought they weren’t going to get here in
time…” He reached out and opened the
book, flipping pages until he reached a nearly blank one at the beginning of
the book. “But this is what I really
wanted to surprise you with…”
Kai
gave him a strange look, then lowered his gaze to peer
at the words on the page with only the light of the moon and stars to read them
by. “ ‘Dedication:
To my Phoenix;
all my success is because of you…for you.
We were written in the stars… All my love, for always.’
” he read softly, a tremor running through him with emotion. Kai looked up with vulnerable, open, molten
crimson eyes and carefully closed the cover again. “Thank you.”
“No,
Kai, thank you.” Tyson plucked the book out of his hands and
put it back inside the box, closing the flaps again. “There are so many things I never would have
done if you hadn’t been there, so many places and people I wouldn’t have met,
so many experiences I never would have had to learn from and to grow
from.” He crawled back to his spot
behind Kai and this time when he pulled the taller blader closer, Kai willingly
leaned back against his chest and let him enfold him in his arms. “And I love you. So much.” Tyson buried his face in Kai’s hair and
breathed in the scent of it, shampoo and the scent that was uniquely Kai.
“Tyson…”
Kai closed his eyes and rubbed the bare arms that encircled him. “I love you.”
“Heh.” The bluenette tried to burrow his face
further into Kai’s hair, his voice muffled.
“I’m glad. Otherwise you’d never
have forgiven me for disappearing all day like that.”
“Hn. You’re not forgiven yet…” Kai pulled away from Tyson’s arms and turned
over onto his hands and knees between the younger blader’s
spread legs. “You have to make it up to
me somehow…” His eyes thinned as they
landed on Tyson’s slightly parted lips. “I’m
sure we’ll think of something.”
“Oh really?” Tyson
allowed himself to fall backward, pulling Kai down with him. Looking up at him with hooded eyes, he rubbed
a thumb-pad over Kai’s bottom lip. “You
know…we’ve had this place for a while now…and there’s no one for miles…and
there’s this gorgeous, empty beach…”
Kai quirked an eyebrow.
“Do I detect a kinky idea? Why
Tyson…”
“What? It’s not kinky…not
really. We’re not in public or anything.” Tyson mock-scowled at him, then threaded his
fingers through Kai’s hair at the back of his head, drawing him down closer
until they could practically breath each other’s breaths. “I can’t think of anything I’d like better
right now than to make love to you on the beach with nothing but those stars
and that moon for light.” He smiled when
Kai arched into the touch of his fingers, kneading at the nape of his neck and
slowly trailing down under the collar of his shirt.
“Didn’t…”
Kai groaned softly, warmth washing through him.
“…say I wasn’t interested…”
“Heh.” Tyson tilted his chin up a little as their
mouths found one another for a deep, soulful kiss. One of Kai’s hands found his hair and was
working at the tie while their lips brushed against each other over and over again in leisurely caresses. “Hmm…I’ve been needing
that all day.” Tyson let his hands
massage the musculature under his palms as he moved his hands over Kai’s
shoulders and down his chest to seek out the buttons of his shirt that were
still done up. In the moon and
starlight, the white shirt was giving Kai an almost ethereal glow. He was gorgeous bathed in that soft light,
and Tyson felt the stirrings of urgency begin to flutter like butterflies in
his stomach.
“I’m
right here.” Kai’s voice was husky and
low. Instead of saying anything further,
he dipped his head to kiss Tyson more firmly and insistently than before,
hoping to convey how much he’d wanted Tyson with him
that day and how badly he needed this right now. He let himself settle against the bluenette
underneath his long, lean form and continued to kiss Tyson fervently, lips
hungrily feeding from one another and tongues tangling hotly in a passionate
duel. Tyson let him control the kiss for
now, opting to concentrate on getting Kai out of his clothing first.
Kai’s
white shirt was tossed carelessly up and over their heads to fall somewhere on
the sand. Immediately Tyson’s hands were
exploring the revealed muscled back and shoulders of his lover freely. The bluenette could feel the shudder that
passed through the older blader at his touch, and the warm sea breeze that
floated over them occasionally. Tyson
worked one hand down Kai’s spine and slipped his fingers just under the waist band of his shorts to knead at one lobe of his butt,
the fingers of the other hand tangling in Kai’s hair and holding his head in
place with their mouths fused together in a fiery kiss that was growing more
heated by the moment. The dual-haired
man growled something against Tyson’s mouth and rocked against the younger
blader, wanting to feel more of that skin-on-skin contact.
Tyson’s
leg moved on its own, straightening then slowly sliding up along Kai’s to twine the two limbs together. He drew back for a second to grab a breath
and moved like lightning, flipping Kai over onto his back and hovering over the
taller man. Breathing heavily, he stared
down into smoldering crimson eyes and watched the reaction there as his hand
slid achingly slow up Kai’s leg, across his thigh, and slipped under the leg of
his shorts to stroke the soft skin of his inner thigh reverently. “You’re already hard.” He commented in a thick voice, his knuckles
brushing the bulge those shorts barely concealed. “Imagine that…”
“Hn.” Kai blushed and let his leg fall a little
more to the side to let Tyson’s hand move higher, closer to the place where
heat burned and an ache for his lover had started. “Tease…”
Tyson
smirked and saw those eyes flutter as his fingers caressed the delicate skin
where his pelvis and leg met. “No, that’s teasing.” He trailed his fingers along silken skin as he
removed his hand. “What do you want,
lover?”
“You.” Kai reached
for the buttons of Tyson’s shirt, deftly unbuttoning it. “Naked.
Now.”
A
small gasp escaped as Tyson helped to push the shirt off his shoulders and
body, flinging it off to the side somewhere.
“Ha…yeah, I can do that. But you’re
going to have to lose the shorts, too…”
He sat up properly, straddling Kai’s leg and undid the button of his
shorts before taking hold of the zipper and carefully pulling it down. Kai lifted his hips to help as Tyson yanked
the shorts down and off, dropping them on the sand next to them and staring
down with dark, stormy blue eyes at his lover’s gloriously nude form. “God, you’re so beautiful…”
“And
you’re still wearing clothes.” Kai
complained, sitting up a bit and grasping the waistband of Tyson’s own shorts,
trying to shove them off his hips and speed things along. “Off.”
“Geez…patience.” Tyson laughed and quickly shed the garment, dropping it on Kai’s shorts and coaxing Kai back to
lie down again, leaning in to capture his mouth in a short but deep kiss. “Mmm…much
better.” They both made soft
noises of pleasure as golden-hued bare skin met pale ivory bare skin and slid
against each other in such a familiar, welcome way. Kai shifted restlessly to make their bodies conform
to each other more snugly and to accommodate Tyson when he wiggled into a
position that placed him lying over Kai, situated between his legs comfortably. With a pleased sigh, Tyson went back to one
of his favourite tasks – driving his lover wild with
every bit as much energy and passion as he put into his beyblading.
Nibbling
on Kai’s bottom lip briefly, he ghosted his lips back toward Kai’s ear and
murmured, “How do you want it, my love?
Or am I going to have to discover it for myself this time?” He smirked when Kai grasped his shoulder with
one hand and the other ran swiftly down Tyson’s back to smack him on the butt
in warning. “Well…guess I’ll just have
to try a few things to see what you want, then, won’t I?” Tyson grinned into Kai’s neck and nuzzled,
brushing his lips over the quickly beating pulse there then licking the spot
with a purr of sound. “Mmm…you taste good.
I want more.”
“Nn..urh, Tyson, you’re…” Kai
closed his eyes and tried to find a reason to fight back but found he didn’t really want to.
This just felt too good and he was in the mood to be revered and almost
worshipped as only Tyson ever could. He’d never admit it aloud, but the bluenette had a way of
playing his body like a musical instrument with a precision that he couldn’t
resist. Hence the
reason why he was, more often than not, uke. Right then he was trying to hide a shiver as
Tyson’s hands slipped to his hips and held him down and the bluenette began to descend down the length of his body, mouth busy as he
went.
Tyson
brought one hand back up to rub his palm flat against the hard nub of a nipple
as he teased its twin into stiffness with his lips and tongue, laving at it
like an ice cream cone that was melting and biting at it gently. Kai’s spine curved as he arched into the
sensation, loosing a moan to the stars above in pure pleasure. His fingers thrust through the mane of Tyson’s
dark blue hair and tangled in the soft strands, urging him to continue on. Tyson
made a husky noise and kissed a wet trail over to the other nipple, lavishing
like treatment on it and earning another moan.
“Keep sounding…” he growled darkly, sucking the bud into his mouth and
releasing it with a pop of sound. “…just like that.” The noises Kai made when Tyson was pleasuring
him were enough all on their own to make Tyson hard as stone and fill him with
passion like nothing else. He was making
it his mission in life to try and get as many different
noises out of Kai as he could when they made love.
Kai,
to say the least, wasn’t complaining. He wasn’t vocal to
begin with, but somehow the sounds just came out of him without control or
hesitation. He tried to push Tyson down,
toward the centre of his need, but the bluenette wasn’t
cooperating. “Shit, Tyson…can’t you…”
“I’m
enjoying myself, here. Deal with it.” Tyson grasped the hand that was reaching between
them and heading for Kai’s erection, forcing it up to pin it beside Kai’s head
on the sand. “Nuh uhn. Nope. None of that, either, lover.
You’re all mine this time…” he released Kai’s wrist and went back to
what he was doing, trailing wet kisses down his sternum and over the older
blader’s rippled abdomen. His hair
brushed lightly over Kai’s skin, contrasting the moist kisses with soft,
feathery touches. His other hand fisted
in Tyson’s hair when that agile tongue dipped into his navel and was dragged
farther down to barely graze the base of his hardness. Unable to stop himself, he squirmed.
“Ty-son!” His voice cracked and his hips pushed up on
their own, demanding silently. “God,
please…”
“Please
what? This?” Tyson curled strong, calloused fingers from
years of beyblading and kendo training around him and
stroked forcefully a few times. Kai
cried out and tossed his head back into the sand he lay on, spine curved for a moment as he was lost to the wave of ecstasy and heat that
crashed through him. Tyson watched him,
shifting his body downward a little more to make the position a bit more
comfortable. “Or maybe this…?” He guided the tip to his mouth and flicked
his tongue over the weeping head, swirling his tongue around it and finally
taking him more fully into his mouth.
Kai keened low in his throat and dug his heels into the sand on either
side of Tyson’s body between his legs, knees bending and splaying apart
wantonly. The heat and suction from
Tyson’s expert mouth was slowly driving him crazy. At this rate he
wouldn’t be able to last much longer…and he wanted to reach that peak with his
lover, not before him.
“Please…stop…Ty…” Kai panted, trembling and forcing his eyes open to
stare down at the bluenette head that bobbed up and down and around his aching
length. “Ooooh
shit…”
“Hmm…” Tyson hummed and drew back after a few more
teasing strokes, licking his lips and smirking at the way Kai nearly twitched
in pleasure. “You’re close.”
“Yes. Come on…” Kai met his gaze with a blazing one
of his own and held out his hands to Tyson.
“Have me, already.”
Tyson’s
smile was a touch wicked, but he obligingly crawled back up Kai’s prone form to
meet the desperate kiss his lover offered.
They kissed like air was non-existent, hands
seeking sensitive spots and urging each other on, to go higher than they were
already. Breaking away with a gasp for
breath, Tyson blindly reached for his shorts and dug out the tube of lubricant he’d stuffed there earlier, flipping the cap open and
squirting a liberal amount onto his fingers.
Kai
wrapped his arms around Tyson’s back and shoulders, hanging on as a slick
finger entered him. “Unngh.” He
grunted, burying his face in the curve of Tyson’s neck.
“Hurt?”
“…No.” Kai testingly
shifted his hips, and nearly purred in pleasure. “Not at all…
More, please.”
“Hang
on and relax, lover.” Tyson murmured,
another finger joining the first. He
moved them in and out at a gentle pace, but one that was suggestive and sexual
in every way. Kai was already getting
restless by the time the third finger was added and he wasn’t
shy about complaining about the lack of speed.
He nipped none too gently at Tyson’s pulse, soothing it with his tongue
and moved his hips in return thrusts to Tyson’s stroking fingers.
“Enough, damn it!” He
finally growled, fingers digging into Tyson’s shoulders. “I’m more than ready here…”
Chuckling
darkly, Tyson turned his head to the side and kissed Kai on the temple, pulling
his fingers from his lover and rolling onto his back to allow the older man to be seated over him. “Alright, sexy.” He
gasped when Kai guided Tyson’s hard length to him and positioned himself
carefully. “Ahhh…nnn-now ride me, Kai.”
He breathed, grasping the taller man’s hips firmly in his hands and
guiding his movements as he sank down, taking Tyson as deeply as he could into
the sheath of his body’s heat. When he
could go no farther, Kai paused and savoured the
deep, fulfilled sensation of being joined to his lover
again.
“Ah…god, Tyson!” Kai
shifted his hips and cried out as something was barely stroked somewhere deep
inside him. “Nnnhhh…”
“Move,
Kai…” Tyson bucked his own hips upward a little and his eyes glittered in
satisfaction as the dual-haired man began to rock and roll his lower body
against Tyson, building up a rhythm that quickly turned desperate. Tyson’s fingers dug into Kai’s upper thighs,
sure to leave small imprints at the least, and rode the wave of Kai’s movements
in a blur of white ecstasy. “Ooo-oh! Kai!”
“Tyson!” Kai,
ignoring the strain it was putting on his back to do so, dropped forward just
enough to steal a hard, hot kiss before he grabbed one of Tyson’s hands and
wrapped the bluenette’s fingers around his dripping erection. “Touch me…please, touch me!”
Willingly,
Tyson did so, pumping to counter the thrusts of their bodies. Tyson’s vision was filled
with the vast starry sky and Kai as he writhed above him, and it was going to
be his undoing. “Come, Kai. Come!”
He stroked that burdgeoning hardness with as
much force as he could muster and Kai stiffened in reaction.
His
body trembled then jerked as release crashed into him, his voice raised to the
heavens filled with Tyson’s name that ended in a hoarse whimper, milky evidence
of his orgasm covering Tyson’s hand and stomach as he teetered precariously
above his lover. Tyson cried out Kai’s
name in return, bucking almost wildly as he rode out Kai’s release and let go
of himself, thrusting up one last time and loosing his own essence deep within
Kai.
Shivering
with the sweat that was cooling rapidly in the sea breeze, Kai toppled forward
into Tyson’s waiting embrace and tried remembering little things like his name,
how to breathe, etc. He listened to the
pounding of Tyson’s heartbeat until his own had slowed to a normal pace, then blindly sought out the younger blader’s mouth for a slow,
appreciative kiss.
When
they finally separated, Tyson nuzzled Kai’s hair affectionately and rubbed his
hands up and down Kai’s arms and back. “We
should go in before we catch a cold.” He
murmured, kissing a bare shoulder lightly.
“Have I made it up to you?”
Kai
smirked, nuzzling his nose into Tyson’s neck.
“Well…”
Tyson
rolled his eyes and laughed. “ ‘Love you, Kai…” he said with sated sleepiness. “Happy anniversary, my
love.”
“Hmm…same to you.”
Kai tightened his arms around Tyson and rolled to the side, so he was sprawled over top him.
“I love you.”
They
eventually gathered up their clothes and the box of books, and made their way
back to the house. The stars overhead
danced and sparkled brightly, and the moon shone brightly, huge in the night
sky.
Their
love, after all, was written in the stars.
***************
Fin. Ende. Owari.
Kali Notes: This fic is a part of the mass update I am doing of all my WIPs (aka the Chaos Wave), except Endure…which I pretend doesn’t exist
anyway. The other fics that have been
updated are Mnemosyne (my 1st
Saiyuki fic), Daze of Paradise (my
Yu-Gi-Oh! fic not found on ffnet),
Haunted (my newest Beyblade fic which
is a late Halloween one), and Once A Thief (a Beyblade fic). All of these can be found
by following the links in my bios on any of the fic sites. For more info, also see my bios, or email me, or message me, or whatever works for you. You will get a response as soon as I possibly
can come up with one. For now, enjoy
this one-shot and check out the other updates as well! Thanks for reading, and please R/R!!!!
~
Yami FireKali
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