Beyblade Fan Fiction ❯ Freak Pairing!!! ❯ Freak Pairing!!! ( Chapter 1 )

Hey y'all! Okay the thing with this fic is that I am a freak that enjoys ODD pairings. So, I put Ian and Oliver together. Tee Hee ; } !*!*!*!ME!*!*!*! TalasQueen

HI AMANDA!!!

Ian was bored. He and the Demolition Boys had finished their training for the day and now he had nothing to do. He decided he would go for a nice long walk.

It was getting dark outside but Ian did not care. He looked up to see a bright full moon in the pitch black sky. The air that night was cold and the wind was fierce. After a while he found himself on a deserted street. He read the street sign and realized he was miles from the Abbey.

He saw that there was a small alley way between two buildings and since he did not think he would be able to get back he figured he would stay.

One of the buildings was an old restaurant that went out of business years ago and the other was a hotel.

Ian sat down on the hard cold ground and leaned back against a door of the hotels. He was shocked to find that the door had been left unlock as he found himself on his back. It was the door to the kitchen.

Since he was there he thought that he would get something to eat. He opened the fridge and started going through the food. But suddenly, he heard a noise behind him. He dropped the food and turned around slowly.

"Oh, it is just you," He said as he gathered the food up off of the floor and put it on a table top.

Standing behind him was a young green haired, purple eyed, French boy. It was Oliver from the Majestic's. The Majestic's were going to be battling the Demolition Boys in a few days.

Ian just looked at Oliver who was just staring back at him.

"What do you want," Ian spat at him.

"What are you doing here," Oliver questioned the half pint sized boy.

"It is none of your business," Ian said as he made himself a sandwich.

"You can stay with me if you would like. I got a room for myself," Oliver offered Ian.

"Yeah, alright," Ian said not really wanting to sleep on the hard, cold ground outside tonight.

They made their way to the elevator that took them to the top floor. Oliver opened the door to a dark room with many painting sitting around that he brought of him, a large T.V., and one bed in the center of the room.

Ian entered the room. He turned on the T.V. and laid on the bed. Oliver disappeared into the bathroom. When he came out Ian had fallen asleep with his sandwich in his hand.

Ian cracked an eye open as Oliver covered him with a large blanket. He was amazed to see that Oliver was completely naked!

"Oh you are still awake," Oliver said as he slid under his covers.

Ian just stared at him without blinking. Then Ian jumped on top of Oliver pressing their lips together. Ian ripped off his own clothes and met Oliver under the covers.

The End ; }

Okay everybody, you get to make up the rest. I usually hate it when they never get to the actual sex, but I am tired now. So, I am going to write another fic now.

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That means you too AMANDA! Or should I say Tary May!