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Kali Notes:� Yay for
inspirational plot mallets!� Of course,
Dryad doesn�t do things half-way, and she�s all about a challenge, so�� Drabble fic!� 100 Themes of
it!� Oh yes, I said 100.� So not only is it the challenge of writing for
100 different themes, it�s a challenge for Kali to write something really SHORT
for 100 different themes.� You can see
the issue, right?� XD� Anyway, I happily present the first
five of that hundred.� I�m giving them
five at a time to cut back on chapter postings, FYI.� Enjoy!

Disclaimer:� Kali & Muses do not own Beyblade or its characters.�
We borrowed them for the sake of this fanfic
out of love for the series and the characters.

Warnings: Rating ranges from K (G) �
NC17 (the NC17 stuff won�t be on ffnet), as stated
for at each chapter; shonen-ai � yaoi
content; adult language and situations.

Don�t read if any of this
may offend you!

Pairing: Always and ever, TyKa!

Summary:� Their love is epic, but their story needn�t
be�� Found here is a century of scattered
glimpses into the love between Kinomiya Tyson and Hiwatari Kai.� Written for the KaiTaka / TyKa 100 Themes Art Challenge on deviantArt.

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SCATTERED
GLIMPSES

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Theme 01 � Introduction

�Meet the
Family�

Rated:
K (G)

Genre:
Humour, Family

Post
series drabble

Tyson�s POV � 1st Person

�� There was a lot of silence in
the car as we drove toward our destination.�
Kai was at the wheel, partly because I was a nervous wreck and partly
because�Kai is the world�s worst passenger.�
He�s a Driver � capital �D� � at heart.�
It was just better all around if I let him drive.� The silence wasn�t oppressive, or strained,
or even tense, but it was heavy.� It gave
my mind far too much room and opportunity to think about where we were going
and who we would see when we got there.�
Kai didn�t have much to say � hardly unusual, but still mildly unnerving
at the moment.� And the stereo had proved
only to be annoying so it was off.� As
for me, if I started to speak, about anything,
I would probably start to babble mindlessly, and I hated to show Kai just how
uneasy I truly was about this whole affair (never mind that he probably knew
exactly how freaked I was regardless).

�� How did I get into this
mess?� I did what I always do: I opened
my big mouth.� I�d commented that Kai had
met everyone in my family but the only person in Kai�s that I had met was
Voltaire � and he didn�t count as �family� any longer to either Kai or myself.� That was a
week ago, and today � after telling me to dress nicely when he pulled me out of
bed, Kai dragged me out of the dojo early in the morning and started
driving.� An hour later, here we are
still driving, and Kai has only now confessed to our destination.

�� By the grip he has on that
steering wheel, I�d say he has a few nerves, too.

�� Are you sure about this,
Kai?�� I finally break the silence,
glancing at him and plucking at my chinos absently.� �I mean, I know what I said before, and we�re
nearly there and all, but�this is big!� I
mean�we�ve been together for a long time now, and this thing between us�we�ve
never really discussed this part of the relationship��

�� I�m sure, Tyson.�� He cut me off, oddly gentle about it, and
pried one hand off the steering wheel to reach out for one of my hands.� I linked my fingers with his tightly and felt
somewhat better for the contact.�
�They�re expecting us.� And,� Kai
added, squeezing my fingers fiercely as he turned into a long, paved drive
lined with sakura trees, �you know that no matter
what it doesn�t change how I feel about you.�
Besides, you deserve to meet someone other than Voltaire.�

�� I sighed and stared up at the
huge mansion looming before us as we pulled up in front of the grand set of
stairs leading to the front door.� �Okay,
but��

�� No buts, Kinomiya.�� Kai let go of my hand to turn off the car and
get out.� When I didn�t immediately
follow, he opened my door himself and gallantly held out a hand to me in
invitation � his silent way of telling me to �get out of the damn car and suck
it up.�� With a deep breath, I took it
and did so, letting him lead me up the stairs to the front doors.

�� He didn�t release my hand at
all.� Not once.

�� A young woman in uniform (not
exactly a maid�s outfit, but the same idea) greeted us at the door and led us
into a brightly lit solarium, then hurried away � probably to inform her
employers of our arrival.� I nearly
jumped right out of my skin when Kai asked me if I was okay.

�� Eh, no.� Kai�you�re not introducing me as merely a
good friend, or your greatest rival or something.� You�re introducing me as�as�your
boyfriend!� Your
lover!�

�� He tugged me closer to him with
a faint smile of amusement.� �My soulmate, yes.� All those things.� I�m
not going to hide what you are to me, Tyson.�

�� I know.� I do!�
I just�they�re your��

�� Kai!�� A melodious female voice interrupted.� �Welcome home!�

�� Yes, welcome!�� A male voice boomed.� Turning nervously around to face Kai�s
parents, I gave my most respectful bow.

�� Father, Mother, I�d like you to
meet Kinomiya Tyson��

�� Oh god�

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Theme 02 � Love

�A Language All His Own�

Rated:
T (PG-13)

Genre:
General/Romance

Post
series drabble

Tyson�s POV � 3rd Person

�� It�s taken years of careful
study, trial and error, hits and misses, and plenty of miscommunication, but Tyson
has finally become fluent in the language of Kai.� Hell, he�s probably the one and only leading
authority on this mysterious dialect.�
This language of Kai is comprised of both actions and what the young man
does not say with his words.� Well, despite the fact that lovers everywhere
often share a special language like this between themselves, Tyson likes to
think he�s the only person who will
ever learn Kai�s.

�� For example, when Kai yells at
Tyson one day for staying outside in the rain too long for practice and training,
then returns soaked, shivering, and sneezing�he�s really saying he�s worried
Tyson will catch a cold and then where would they be?� To further prove he cares, he hauls the
bluenette to the bathroom to strip off his wet clothes and wrap him in warm,
dry towels, all the while muttering under his breath and calling Tyson seven
kinds of an idiot for being foolish.� But
his every touch is gentle and strong, and Tyson can feel the concern radiating
off him in waves.

�� And there were all the times
when they were kids that Kai would say mean things, not meant to hurt but to
incite a reaction in Tyson to fight harder, do better, or push himself farther.� There
were all the times Kai was there when Tyson truly needed him, from the first
Worlds, to Team Psychic�s Battle
Tower, to Zeo the Cyborg, to their third
Worlds, and finally BEGA � and all the times in between that had little to do
with blading and a lot to do with just being a good friend.

�� But the hardest translations to
make are the ones that came out of how Kai says one small, simple word: Tyson�s
name.� It can be either given or family,
depending on whether or not they�re in public.

�� Kinomiya.�� Hey, I�m
talking to you� or I want your
attention.

�� Tyson?�� I don�t
understand you. or What are you doing?

�� Kinomiya�� Why are
you making me do/say this? or You exasperate me.

�� Tyson!�� Do I
need to call a hospital?� Are you okay?
or Don�t scare
me like that!

�� Kinomiya!�� Do you
mind?� I�m trying to concentrate! or Not now, I�m busy!

�� Tyson�� I am so owned. or Please just do
it?� For me?

�� Kinomiya!!�� You
have a ten second head start before I kill you! or
Get your ass back here!

�� Tyson!�� I�m
done arguing with you! or Do what I say or else it�s the sofa for you!

�� And there�s what Tyson would
have to say is one of his personal favourites�

�� T-Tyson!!�� Oh god,
yes!� Do that again!� Harder, faster, never stop�� Well, one can pretty much guess anything
else.

�� But of course, there is one way
Kai says his name that means the most and requires little effort to truly
understand:

�� Tyson.�

�� Translation:

�� I love you.

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Theme 03 � Light

�Do You See What I See?�

Rated:
K (G)

Genre:
General

Episode
Based: G-Revolution 46

3rd Person POV

�� Kinomiya Tyson has never seen
things as most other people do�

�� he sees a challenge to be
overcome where others see an impossibility.

�� he sees friends where others
see enemies.

�� he sees the whole picture where
others see jigsaw puzzle pieces.

�� he sees an opportunity to
improve where others see failure.

�� Kinomiya Tyson has never done
things as most other people do�

�� he takes the risk when others
would be cautious.

�� he forgives when others would
hold a grudge.

�� he gets back up when others
would count themselves defeated.

�� he fights when others would
surrender.

�� So when they see Hiwatari Kai
walking toward them, the sun at his back, Tyson sees the distinct silhouette �
as he always has � in a completely different way than the others do�

�� he sees his eternal rival �
their score will never be truly settled.

�� he sees his best friend � they�ve
been through too much together.

�� he sees the real struggle
behind Kai�s battles � it�s about searching for meaning in Kai�s solitary life.

�� he sees Kai continue to grow
stronger with every battle (win or lose) and he does his best to keep up.

�� And when Kai is a few metres away from him, Tyson does what the others would not�

�� he meets Kai�s gaze, as his
equal, and says only, �You�re late.� � a phrase full of hidden meanings only
Kai understands; that he was expected, that he�s welcome, that he�s needed,
that Tyson cared and was worried about him, that Tyson was happy to have him
back.� He does this where the others
would be wary of his return.

�� he holds out his hand to Kai,
as he has done so many times before; it is an offer of redemption, forgiveness,
and friendship, a reminder of Kai�s place in Tyson�s life.

�� he guides Kai to where the
others wait, and will soon proceed to lead them all into their final battle
with BEGA�with Brooklyn, despite their devastating
previous losses.

�� he will fight because it isn�t
just a matter of pride as a three time World Champ; it�s about the survival of
the sport, it�s about the spirit of the game and the people who love it, it�s
about standing up to face the insurmountable odds and overwhelming power to
prove it takes much more to be a true blader.

�� And in the end, when it�s all
said and done, and both Tyson and Kai have beaten their most difficult
challenge, Kinomiya Tyson will continue to see and do as others do not.

�� Because as Kai remains a shadow
surrounded by bright light, an echo of the moment they first met, and dubious
voices deny his welcome because of past misunderstood actions�

�� Tyson sees hope where others
see despair.

�� Tyson sees strength where
others see weakness.

�� Tyson sees courage where others
see prideful revenge.

�� Tyson sees Light where others
see only Dark.

�� That has always been what Tyson
saw in Kai from day one: Light in the Darkness.

�� That has always been what Tyson
was to Kai: a guiding Light.

�� And their love, born from the
light only they ever seemed to see, would be their best too, their main
weapon.� Love of the game, and love for
each other.

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Theme 04 � Dark

�Paint the Sky With Stars�

Rated:
K+ (PG)

Genre:
General/Romance

Episode
based: Season 01, post-episode 51 drabble

Kai�s POV � 3rd Person

For I have
sworn thee fair, and thought thee bright,

Who art black as hell, as dark as night.

� �Sonnet 147, Shakespeare

�� It was late.� Kai stood outside on the hotel room�s balcony
staring up at a clear, Russian night sky painted with brightly shining,
twinkling stars and illuminated by a huge full moon.� It was cold, but he was used to it and he
didn�t really notice it any longer.

�� The celebrations had gone one
quite late down in the hotel�s main ballroom.�
Everyone had been there, to congratulate the Bladebreakers
� and Tyson in particular � for winning the Worlds and defeating Voltaire and
Boris� evil schemes.� Kai had stayed for
a while, until his discomfort with so many people around him and the unknown
feelings that came with these newfound apparent friendships drove him to come
back to the team�s empty room for some solitude and quiet contemplation.� Though, as he heard the door open and close
distantly behind him, he should have realized it wouldn�t last very long.

�� Tyson pulled his coat around
himself a little tighter and crunched over the snow-covered balcony floor to
join his friend and captain at the railing.�
�You left early.� �He commented,
more of an observance than an admonition.�
�Everything okay?�

�� Kai shrugged, glanced over his
shoulder to see if the others were back, too (to his relief they weren�t), then
went back to staring at the stars.� �I
needed some breathing space.� I�m fine.�� Thankfully, Tyson seemed to accept that and
merely nodded.

�� Do you mind if I stay here with
you for a while?�� The bluenette asked
tentatively.� �I mean, I can go if you�d
rather��

�� Stay.�� Kai found himself saying.� He didn�t know why, but as much as he had
craved solitude, he also wanted this puzzling youth�s company.� He felt�safe.�
Tyson moved to stand next to Kai at the railing, elbow to elbow, and
joined the elder teen in gazing at the stars.

�� They�re really beautiful
tonight.�� Tyson breathed softly, awed by
the expanse of glitter on a midnight blue canvas.� Kai nodded, but said nothing.� A companionable silence fell between them as
they stargazed, each lost in their own thoughts.

�� Some time later, it was � oddly enough
� Kai who broke the peaceful quiet.

�� Kinomiya�can I ask you
something?�

�� Of course.�� Tyson replied promptly.� He glanced sideways at Kai, curiously.

�� In an uncharacteristically
vulnerable, uncertain voice, Kai asked, �Why did you fight so hard to get me
back?� I don�t understand how you were
able to forgive me so easily after everything I did�everything I said to you.�

�� Tyson turned and leaned back
against the rail, looking contemplative.�
�Because you are my teammate, but more because you�re my friend,
Kai.� And�for those same reasons I could
forgive you.� Once we learned the truth �
about Voltaire and Boris, and all their little plans � I could understand why
you did what you did.� Besides, Black
Dranzer was a huge temptation!�

�� Bitterly, Kai looked away.� �How weak I must be to have allowed myself to
be seduced by all that power.� How can you forgive me for that?� How can I forgive myself?�

�� Hey.�� Tyson frowned, dropping a gloved hand down on
Kai�s, covering it on the railing and curling his fingers around it.� �It was a learning experience, and in the
end, you did the right thing.� That�s
what matters, and that�s why I can forgive you.�
You learned from it, you chose to change for the better, and you�ve won
a true victory for yourself.� That�s why
you can forgive yourself, Kai.�

�� A tremor ran through Kai, and he
stared down at their joined hands.� �I�I
want to say I�m sorry, Tyson.� I don�t
know what you see in someone like me � someone so dark and cold � but�I�m
grateful.�

�� Tyson smiled mysteriously,
catching Kai�s burning crimson eyes with his own storm-blue orbs.� �You�re a lot like those stars up there,
Hiwatari Kai.�

�� Kai blinked.� �What do you mean?�

�� The light of those stars can�t
be seen without the darkness of the night sky.�
You shine brightest in the dark, too.��
Tyson brought Kai�s hand up to his lips, placing a light kiss to the
back of it before releasing him and going back inside.� �It�s getting cold.� Come inside, Kai.�

�� After one last considering look
at the sky, Kai followed.

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Theme 05 � Seeking Solace

�Safe Harbour�

Rated:
M (R)

Genre:
Hurt/Comfort, Angst

Post
series drabble

3rd Person POV

�� The rain poured down in
torrents, but Tyson didn�t notice as he trudged blindly through the
streets.� The weather suited his mood �
his life � just perfectly today.� He didn�t
even realize where his instincts had taken him until he was standing at the
front door of a huge house, ringing the doorbell without even thinking about it
(or considering the time of night, for it was considerably late already).� And when the door opened with an annoyed, �What?�
growled out by the owner of the house, it was all Tyson could do not to turn
around and run away at the realization of just whose doorstep he�d ended up
on.� He also found he couldn�t look up
and meet that fierce, piercing crimson gaze that went with the low, familiar
voice � which spoke again, this time in shock and disbelief.� �Kinomiya?� Tyson, what are you doing here?�

�� He managed to raise his head a
little, enough to take in the expression on Kai�s face, before he gave a weak
smile and answered, �I don�t know.�� At
least it was an honest answer.� Before he
knew it, Kai had pulled him inside and shut the door, and he stood in Kai�s
foyer dripping all over his nice, tiled floors.

�� You�re soaked.� Take off your shoes and jacket, Tyson.� I�ll be right back.�� Kai ordered, hurrying away.� Numbly, Tyson obeyed and when Kai returned with
a pair of old sweatpants, a t-shirt, and several towels, the admittedly worried
Kai proceeded to strip him down to his boxers and rub him down with the towels
to dry him off.

�� Put these on.�� Kai handed over the clean clothes, then gathered up Tyson�s wet things.� �Wait here a second, okay?�� At Tyson�s vague nod, Kai hurried off to hang
up the wet clothes in the laundry room, then back to his obviously distraught
friend and rival.� �Come on,
Kinomiya.� Come with me.�� He headed upstairs.

�� Tyson, sniffling, silently
followed.� When they
reached a door, which Kai pushed open, before guiding the bluenette into the
room.� Tyson stopped and looked
around in a daze.� �Kai?� Why are we in your bedroom?�� He asked, perplexed.

�� Because it�s the middle of the
night, it�s raining cats and dogs, and you are obviously in no condition to
take care of yourself.�� Kai responded
quietly, pulling back the covers on the bed and gently, but firmly, pushing Tyson
down onto it.� �So you�ll stay here with
me where I can keep an eye on you.�

�� With suspiciously damp blue
eyes, Tyson sniffled some more and laid down, curling into himself almost
defensively.� �Oh.� Okay.��
He looked absolutely forlorn.

�� Kai sighed, shut off the light,
and crawled into bed next to Tyson.� He
pulled the covers up over them and got comfortable, then asked, �Tyson?� What happened?�

�� The bluenette�s breathing
hitched, and he rolled over to curl against Kai�s side, burying his face in Kai�s
chest.� Startled, Kai automatically
wrapped his arms around the younger man, rubbing his back and brushing the yet
damp locks of midnight blue hair away from Tyson�s eyes and face.� In the dark, Kai could barely make out the
tears pouring down pale cream cheeks, but the sight of it � and the shivers
still wracking Tyson�s frame � made him pull Tyson closer, protectively and
with the fervent need to comfort.

�� Gramps�is gone.�� The thick, laboured
voice finally said, hands clutching at Kai almost desperately.� �T-The funeral was�this afternoon.� I�I couldn�t�just let me stay, Kai?� Please!��
A harsh sob was muffled into Kai�s chest again.

�� Heart aching, Kai held onto
Tyson and let him grieve.� �Of course, Tyson.� I�m
so sorry.� I didn�t know, or I�d have
been there.�� He pressed a kiss to the
top of the bluenette�s head.� �Get it all
out, Tyson.� You�re safe here, with me.�� Kai continued murmuring soothingly at the
distraught bluenette until he went limp and quiet in his arms.� Now he understood why Tyson had arrived at his door.� He would have held all that grief and emotion
in, unwilling to show how badly he was hurting to his family or even to his
friends � to say nothing of anyone else.�
And when the need for someone to comfort him, for solace and safety to
let it all go, became too much�he�d wandered unwittingly to the one person he�d
ever trusted that much � Kai.

�� Well, god knew Tyson had always
been Kai�s safe harbour,
so now, when Tyson needed Kai, he would do his very best to be exactly that for
his friend, his rival�the only one he�d ever loved and always would.

�� Snuggling down under the covers
further, Kai kept Tyson close, brushing another soft kiss across the sleeping
bluenette�s lips where he could taste the salt of his tears.

�� I�m here, Tyson.�� He whispered, closing his eyes to sleep.� �I�m here.�

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Kali Endnotes:� Themes 01 � 05!� Please let me know what you think!� R/R!!!!
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