Beyblade Fan Fiction ❯ Calling a Truce ❯ Part Two: Playing the Part ( Chapter 2 )

Title: Calling a Truce
Author: Kameko-chan
Part Two: Playing the Part
Pairings: Kai/Wyatt, Kai/Ray, Kai/Tala, aaaand Ray/Wyatt (XD you'll see)

Warnings: More OOC, more swearing, more innuendo. Hooray!

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Tala's arrival the following week was an unexpected surprise for everyone but Kai and our 2 unlikely protagonists. I suppose that means it was only a surprise to Tyson, Max and Kenny, but this is beside the point. The fact of the matter was that Tala was there, fresh from Russia, with no explanation as to why, and this left our lovely Kai in quite the pickle.

Kai's main worry was centered around his two fanboys. What would they do to his Tala when they found out? He was frightened that the confrontation could turn violent, and if the two boys hadn't been pre-informed he'd have had good reason. Now, while you and I both know that his fears were groundless, he did not, and so when Kenny finally asked Tala what he was doing there, Kai blurted out the first thing that came to mind.

"Family reunion!"

'Damnit. Fucking mouth.'

Everyone, including Tala, gave Kai a funny look. The boy cursed inwardly. Family reunion, what the hell was he thinking?! Tala was an orphan, and everyone knew it. 'Curse Tala and his stupid sexiness for distracting me,' he muttered mentally. 'Now how do I explain that weird little outburst?'

However, to Kai's surprise, Ray of all people covered for him. "Yes, that's the title to that song!" He grinned and gave the pale boy a quick hug. "Thanks!"

Kai was quite confused, though quite thankful that his blunder also happened to be the title of a dirty Blink 182 song (one he was quite fond of, actually, but let's not delve into that right now). Well, Ray's comment served as a cover, but how could Ray cover for him unless he knew what was going on? And if he knew what was going on, why hadn't he started a vicious catfight as soon as Tala walked in the door? And why... oh whatever. Deciding to ponder Ray's odd act later (maybe he had been asking about that song...?), Kai merely shot the younger boy a grateful smile and proceeded to state the lie he'd planned to tell. "Tala's visiting us for a couple weeks," he said smoothly; Kai could lie quite eloquently when he was calm. "He's on vacation, and he doesn't have the cash to stay anywhere else, poor guy."

"Not enough money?" Max wrinkled his nose. "Boris must be pretty stingy with the prize winnings, I know that second place for the world tournament last year shelled out five hundred grand."

Tala shrugged. "After taxes, Beyblade maintenance, Boris' fee for room, board, travel and training, and putting some away for when I am older, there's not much left. It all adds up."

God, how Kai loved it when his lover let his Russian accent slip through...

"Well, don't worry!" Ray clapped a friendly hand on Tala's shoulder. "Just cook a meal here and there, help out little Wy-chan with his blading, and we'll be square!"

"Thank you," Tala said as Ray stood back and gave Wyatt a discreet thumbs up. "I should probably put my things away now. Kai, will I be staying in your room?"

"Yes," Kai said, maybe a little too anxiously, "Yes, I've got the cot set up. Here, let me take your bags..."

Trying not to look like they were in too much of a hurry (and failing horribly, I might add) Kai and Tala each grabbed a couple of suitcases and bounded up the stairs to Kai's room.

Kenny tilted his head in curiosity as he watched the two flee. "You know," the diminutive boy pondered, "I've a feeling there's something they're not telling us."

"Now, now, Chief, you know Kai would never tell a lie." Ray turned to Wyatt. "I'm going to make some tea, you want any?"

"I'll come by in a minute, there's a report I need to print out."

"Alright."

Tyson looked from one boy to the other in confusion as they went their separate ways. "I know there's something they're not telling us." He narrowed his eyes. "I'm gonna be watching those two..."

"Hey, Tyson, do we even have a cot?"

***

Tala closed the door to Kai's room ever so softly before turning around and shoving Kai on to the bed. The slate-haired boy grinned sexily as his redheaded Russian lover pounced on him, pinning him to the coverlet. "Someone's impatient," he teased. Apparently, Tala had been looking forward to this even more than he had.

"Shut up. From here on in, you're only allowed to moan unintelligibly or scream in ecstasy. New rules." Tala loosed the scarf around Kai's neck and immediately started placing soft, teasing, kisses on the sensitive skin. He smiled smugly as the boy beneath him let out soft gasps of pleasure. Tala had found out about that particular little sensitivity of Kai's very early on, and he loved to take advantage of it. He was, in fact, quite proud that he'd been the reason Kai started wearing scarves all the time; they looked damn good, after all.

Tala's fingers twitched with the urge to reveal more of the fabulous body that awaited him, so he shifted slightly and let his hands creep under the shirt Kai still wore. Hm, he'd have to fix that soon. For the moment, he let his fingers roam aimlessly while he continued to assault Kai's neck. Impulsively, he let his tongue dart out to trace those incredible blue tattoos he loved, and he was rewarded with an adorable squeak of surprise.

"God, Kai." Tala pulled back and took in his boyfriend lying beneath him. Kai's breathing had harshened in anticipation, his eyes were glassy and clouded with a sweet mixture of love and lust. He was, in a word, utterly fuckable. Okay, that's two words, but who's counting? The teen leaned forward slightly. "I am going to make you feel so good you'll be in agony."

"You always do." Kai's calloused fingers wound their way through Tala's unruly locks. He tugged until their faces were barely an inch apart. "And I thought we weren't supposed to be talking?"

"Shut up."

A kiss: soft, sweet, languid.

"I've missed you, Tala."

"I know."

It was at that moment, that peaceful, perfect moment, that Ray and Wyatt's plan was set into motion.

Kai's hand brushed a paper sticking precariously out of Tala's jacket pocket. The document fluttered to the bed, spilling the scent of expensive French perfume. The smell invaded Kai's nostrils, and his eyes fluttered open the same instant his lover noticed the unfamiliar fragrance. Both pairs of eyes came to rest on the lilac-colored envelope, scrawled upon with "My Dearest Tala" in emerald calligraphy. Kai did not recognize the writing as his own.

***

Waiting just inside his doorway, Wyatt grinned evilly as the room down the hall exploded in cacophony. The sound of a door slamming rang out, and a quick peek through the doorway revealed Kai facing the wall in an attempt to hide his tears.

Wyatt took a minute to compose himself-it wouldn't do to walk into a situation like this with a maniac grin on his face. Mustering a look of surprise and concern, Wyatt stepped into the hall and approached his stalk-ee. "What's the matter, Kai?" A faint grin stole across his visage, but only for a moment. "Trouble with your boy?"

Kai quickly glared at the petite boy beside him. "That's none of your fucking-wait," Kai stopped mid-rant and blinked confusedly. "You knew?"

Wyatt rolled his eyes while mentally congratulating himself on his fine acting skills. "Of course I knew, so did Ray! Why did you think we started leaving you alone?" Kai thought about it and realized that there had been a significant drop in annoyances. Wyatt smiled. "Come on, Ray's got tea started, why don't you join us? You can tell us what's troubling you."

Kai took a deep breath and brushed away a stray tear that had threatened to escape. "Okay," he said softly, and his voice was so laden with despair that it nearly broke Wyatt's heart to hear. Not for the first time since he and Ray had started this little venture, Wyatt began to feel guilty about what they were doing. 'It's worth it' he told himself harshly, 'Kai deserves better than him!' Determined now, he placed a hand on Kai's shoulder and steered him towards the kitchen.

Ray already had two cups out when they arrived, and upon seeing Kai in tow he jumped up and rummaged around the cupboard for a third. Wyatt nearly started grinning, Ray played his part well. There was no way this could fail.

"So," Ray casually began dealing out the tea, then took a seat. "What brings you out of the love nest, hm? Oh Wyatt, don't sit there," he grinned and pulled Wyatt away from the chair next to him. "There's plenty of room on my lap, love!"

Wyatt nearly smacked Ray upside the head out of pure reflex, but reminded himself that this was part of the plan. He tried not to shudder as he snaked an arm around Ray's neck and muttered "Don't play your part too well, Raymond."

Kai looked positively stunned. Ha, perfect, this little charade would throw him off their trail for sure. Wyatt flashed a dazzling grin in his direction. "Well, there was another reason we started to leave you alone." Ray chuckled and squeezed the ass resting in his lap, earning him an indignant squeak and a cuff to the head as Wyatt's composure slipped. Oh well, Wyatt would probably act like that anyways-like Kai, he hated to be treated as a squeeze-toy.

Ray squeezed it again, just to piss him off.

Kai stared incredulously at the pair for a minute or two before laughing softly to himself. "Well, at least there's one relationship under this roof that's working out."

Wyatt shifted in Ray's lap to get a better view of their victim. "So it is trouble with Tala, then. What happened?"

Kai took a shaky breath. "There was... a letter. A love letter, in his pocket." A tear trickled down his cheek, and Kai was too upset to even bother wiping it away. "'To my dearest Tala,' it said, 'Thank you for that magical night in Moscow, I'll never forget it.'" To the surprise of the room's two other occupants, Kai started sobbing, great, heart wrenching wails. "How could he do this to me?" he cried bitterly, "I love him!"

Wyatt looked over at Ray and saw that he wasn't the only one feeling guilty. The nekoboy cleared his throat and patted Kai's head awkwardly, partially due to the awkwardness of the situation but mostly because Wyatt was still in his lap. "Hey, don't worry, I'm sure everything will work out fine. For now, why don't you get some sleep, everything will look better in the morning."

That just provoked another sob. "T-t-t-tala's in my r-r-r-room!!"

"You can sleep in mine," Ray said desperately, "I'll bunk with Wyatt!" Said boy shot Ray a look of surprise, but he wasn't paying attention.

Kai sniffled. "Thanks, Ray. You know, you guys are really great friends when you're not trying to get into my pants." He quickly drained the rest of his tea and stood up. "I think I will go to bed now. Good night."

Ray and Wyatt watched as the blue-haired boy shuffled down the hallway. Ray smiled wryly. "So, when do we stop feeling like assholes?"

***

"You never told me, how did you know that Kai'd find the letter?"

It was late. Ray, true to his word, was in Wyatt's room while Kai dozed in his. Wyatt had thrown a few blankets and pillows on the floor, suggestion of sharing the bed only getting Ray another clout to the head. Now Wyatt glared at the boy on his floor, unhappy to be reminded of his presence. "I didn't know for sure, that's why we had plan B."

"Yeah, but he did find it, so what gave you the idea?"

Wyatt blushed. "If you must know, in the letter, Tala mentioned keeping his jacket on while they, well," his face became as red as a tomato, "you know. So I figured that if we stuck it in his pocket loosely enough, it wouldn't be able to stay put during such, ah, rigorous activities."

"Wearing the jacket during sex?" Ray stared up at the ceiling. "Those two are kinda kinky."

Wyatt shuddered. "'Kinda' is an understatement."

"Hey!" Ray flipped over and stared at Wyatt. "You never told me what was in that letter!" Wyatt's eyes widened. "Ha, I know it was something good!" Ray pounced on the bed, startling its occupant. "Tellmetellmetellme!!!!"

"No!!" Wyatt pushed Ray away. "I don't wanna think about it!"

"Pleeeaaassseeee..."

"It was nothing special!"

"But you keep BLUSHING!"

"Tala's just got a very active imagination and a way with words." Wyatt avoided Ray's gaze. "And some stuff... surprised me, that's all."

Ray looked at him for a moment, then started grinning. "Oh... my... god... you didn't know that Kai's a bottom-boy!" He started laughing like a maniac. "That's hilarious!!"

"Shut up, shut up!" Wyatt clamped his hands over his ears.

"Aw, don't worry Wy-chan, when I'm done screwing Kai into the sheets I'll make some time for you, too. I'll even paint my face if that makes you feel better."

"I said SHUT UP!!"

It was going to be a long, long night.

----------TBC----------

Don't mind me, I'm just crazy.