Beyblade Fan Fiction ❯ Have You Ever ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

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Warnings: Yaoi, Lemon(s), language, angst, violence, etc. Rated NC - 17. This chapter: Cavity warning! You might want to floss and brush your teeth after reading this.

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Dryad: Gee! Who knew that so many people like Ty/Kai fics? Especially this one of yours, Kali.

Kali: indignantly. What's that supposed to mean?!

Dryad: Eep! disappears in a puff of smoke.

Kai: smirks. That's one weird bit-beast, Kali.

Tyson: laughs his ass off.

Kali: glowers. Oh shut up and do the disclaimer.

Tyson: still giggling. Kali doesn't own Beyblade.

Kai: Thank the gods. -_-

Kali: anime vein. That's it! No more smart-ass remarks or you'll never get a lemon, Kai!

Kai & Tyson: meekly. We're sorry!

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Pairs: Tyson/Kai, Rei/ ??, others to be decided.

FYI: Kai & Rei = 18 and Tyson, Max, & Kenny = 17 for this fic (except the prologue).

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Chapter 2

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"So what does everyone have first?" Max asked. The five teens walked to their lockers together and stashed their book bags and jackets.

"Math." Kenny said. "And physics after that."

"English." Rei glanced at his schedule. "Then gym."

"History." Kai yawned. "Then a spare."

"Ditto." Tyson made a face. "I hate history."

"I've got Math, too." Max grinned at Kenny and slung an arm over his shoulders. "Then I guess I'm in gym with you, Rei."

"Awesome. Meet you guys on the roof at noon!" Rei waved over his shoulder as he went off in one direction for class. The others went the opposite way.

Kai and Tyson walked into their classroom and grabbed seats at the back - after Kai gave a fiery glare at the two kids taking up the table in the back corner of the classroom and they hastily removed themselves with a squeaky, "Sorry Kai!"

Tyson sighed and gave Kai a slightly pained look. "Must you scare everyone?"

Kai shrugged and leaned back in his seat. "They should know better by now." He replied, closing his eyes and crossing his arms over his chest in a pose of complete indifference.

"You're so weird, you know that?"

"Do you want extra training tonight?" Kai cracked open one crimson eye and gave his friend a hard glare.

"Sheesh. What's gotten into you? Wake up on the wrong side of the bed?" Tyson huffed.

"No. You just always manage to annoy me somehow."

"I figured that out a long time ago, Kai." Tyson said, wryly, though his expression told Kai he was a little hurt. "Even when I don't mean to, it seems." He looked away to stare out the window.

Kai groaned inwardly. Good going, Hiwatari… "Tyson…" He was about to actually try and apologize when the teacher came in wheeling a cart full of textbooks.

"Good morning everyone. Welcome back after the holidays." The scholarly looking man spoke up, adjusting his glasses. "This is history so if you're in the wrong place, now's the time to run off and find where you're supposed to be." He paused and studied the class. "Uh huh. Okay, I'll hand out texts in a moment. First, I'd like to introduce a new exchange student to Bay City High." He motioned to a figure standing just outside the classroom door.

The teen who entered amidst whispers and stares of curiosity wasn't that tall (average height really), had short, thick brown hair and warm, honey-brown eyes. He was dressed in clothes that were obviously of a high-end quality and gazed apprehensively around the room.

Until he spotted Kai. Then his eyes lit up and he smiled in relief.

Kai, who hadn't really been paying much attention since he didn't particularly care about any new student, only sat up and took notice when everyone turned to look at him, then back at the new kid.

Tyson nudged Kai in the ribs. "Know him?"

Kai frowned and slouched into his seat at the sudden attention. "Yeah. Talk later." He glared at the class in a clear warning not to ask anything and they hastily turned back to the front.

"Class, this is Wyatt Smith-Wright. Wyatt, take a seat and we'll get on with this class." The teacher waved Wyatt towards the seats that were empty.

Much to Kai's disappointment, Tyson's personality exerted itself. "Hey, Wyatt! Sit here." Tyson gestured at the empty seat next to him at he table he and Kai shared with a grin.

Wyatt smiled back and sat. "Thanks. Hello, Kai."

"Hn."

Tyson rolled his eyes, secretly promising himself to nag Kai later for this story. He held out a hand. "Don't mind him. He's a sourpuss. Tyson."

"Nice to meet you, Tyson." Wyatt shook his hand. He grinned at Kai, who had his eyes closed again. "And I remember what Kai's like. I guess he hasn't changed much."

"You'd be surprised."

"Tyson, shut up." Kai advised, mildly.

"Shutting."

The rest of the class passed fairly quickly, since it took a while to get the textbooks passed out.

As they packed their books into their lockers, Tyson made annoyed noises and was grumbling about homework.

"I can't believe we have to write a paper already!" He exclaimed, tossing his hands in the air.

"It's only a thousand words, Tyson." Kai pointed out. "He just wants to see what we're capable of."

"Well, he's going to be awfully disappointed in me then isn't he? You know I can't write essays very well." Tyson's mouth turned into a pout and Kai looked away, fighting the urge to just lean over and kiss it away.

I'm so hopeless. He smacked himself mentally. Why did it have to be Tyson of all people?

Instead, he grabbed the lip of Tyson's ball cap and twisted it around so it sat properly on the slate black-haired teen's head. "I'll help you out with it, Ty, but only to proof read and edit it for you. Okay?"

Tyson slapped at his hand and grinned hopefully at his captain. "Seriously? Cool! Deal." He fixed his cap.

"Moron."

"Sourpuss."

"Dragon breath."

"KFC!"

Kai mock glared. "I am NOT crispy-fried chicken." He growled. They walked through the halls, heading for the roof where they'd spend their spare and wait for the others to join them for lunch.

"Oh, come on. That was a good one!" Tyson waved his hands around expressively. "Phoenix? Fire? Bird? Get it?"

"I get it, I get it!"

When they got to the roof, they found it empty and quiet. Kai dropped his book bag on the picnic table and stretched out on one bench, staring up at the sky with his hands folded behind his head.

"So." Tyson plopped down across from him on the other bench. "What's the story on Wyatt?"

"You're going to make me tell you aren't you?"

"Kai, no one makes you do anything. I'm just curious, is all. You don't have to tell me."

With a sigh, Kai sat up and swung around to face the younger blader. "No. It's all right. You know pretty much everything else about me by now." Kai flushed a little. "You're my best friend."

Tyson blinked, astonished. "I am?"

"Don't let it go to your head, Ty." Kai eyed him warily. To his own astonishment, Tyson had gone bright red and was avoiding his gaze. "What?"

"I, uh, I guess I'm just…honored, Kai." Tyson fumbled. "I mean I knew we were friends but…"

"Yeah, well, now you know. I don't know why you're so surprised though." Now it was Kai's turn to look away. He was supremely grateful the rest of the team wasn't around at that moment. "You know me better than anyone, Tyson. You always have. And you've always been there for me. You've saved my life - and my sanity - on several occasions. You never gave up on me, Tyson. I think those are good reasons to consider you my best friend." He looked back, then, and met Tyson's stormy gaze dead on.

"I never knew." Tyson said quietly. "I didn't always understand you, Kai. Not at first anyway. You were always trying to hide your emotions from us. But I could see. I don't know how or why but I could." He gave Kai a soft smile. "I guess it's only fair, then, that I tell you that you're my best friend too."

Kai's crimson eyes widened. "But…I thought Max and Kenny were…"

Tyson shook his head. "Oh, they're great friends and both them and Rei are among my closest friends. But you…you're my best friend, Kai."

They stared at each other in a somewhat awkward silence for a while, until Tyson coughed and flushed, saying, "Uh…so are you going to tell me about Wyatt?"

Kai blinked and shook himself slightly. Damned if his mind hadn't gone into fantasy mode on him. "Oh yeah. Not much to tell really. Before I met you I went to this fancy prep school outside of town. Wyatt was there, too. His father was competition for one of my…Voltaire's companies. A legitimate one, that is."

"I see." Tyson thought about that for a while. "He seems nice enough. Does he blade?"

Kai shrugged. "He didn't when I knew him. That could have changed though."

"Huh." Tyson reached into his bag and pulled out Dragoon. "Feel like a practice match? We've still got time to kill before lunch."

Kai pulled out Dranzer. "Why not? You could use the extra practice." He poked a finger at Tyson. "Especially since you slacked off over the holidays. Besides, we should start preparing for the tournament circuit."

Tyson rolled his eyes and set Dragoon in his launcher, taking up his stance. "Gimme a break, oh mighty captain Kai. There's a reason they call it a holiday after all."

"That's no excuse."

"Whatever. 3…2…1…Let it rip!"

They launched perfectly and their blades slammed into one another in mid-air, sparks flying as they ground against each other to the ground.

"Come on, Tyson. You'll never beat me if you keep that up." Kai smirked. "Dranzer! Show him how it's done!"

"Dragoon!" Tyson frowned. "Maneuver and defend!"

"Too late…" Dranzer smacked Dragoon out of its way and the blade spun to a halt at Tyson's feet.

"Shit." Was all Tyson could say. He scooped up his blade. "Hmm…my attack ring is loose. I guess I'll have to get the Chief to fix that."

Kai picked up Dranzer. "Did I knock it loose? Sorry. I didn't think I hit you that hard."

Tyson shook his head. "No. It wasn't just that. I should have inspected it first. It probably got jarred a bit in my bag."

"Don't keep it in there anymore."

"Yeah."

The door to the stairs swung open with a clang and Rei, Kenny, and Max came out.

"Hey!" Max glomped Tyson. "How's it going?"

"History sucks." Was Tyson's unenthusiastic reply.

Kai snorted and sat back down at the table, pulling out his lunch.

Kenny had Dizzi open and running, typing in commands and studying the screen. "What time are we training at, Kai?"

Rei yawned, flashing fang. "I hope it won't be until too late. I need sleep."

"After school until supper." Kai nodded at Tyson. "And Tyson's blade needs fixing, Chief. His attack ring is loose."

Kenny snatched Dragoon from Tyson. "How'd that happen? Tyson, you've been neglecting your blade again, haven't you?"

Tyson grumbled defensively. "I have not. I think it got jarred in my bag and then I battled Kai earlier…"

Max patted him on the shoulder. "Could've happened to anyone, buddy."

Rei brought out Driger and smiled down at the blade. "It'll be good to go on the circuit again."

The others agreed.

"Oh, hey! There's a new kid!" Max suddenly exclaimed. "He showed up in our Math class this morning."

Kenny adjusted his glasses. "His name's Zeo Zagart. He seemed pretty nice."

Kai and Tyson exchanged a look.

"Big day for new kids." Tyson commented. "We had one, too. His name's Wyatt Smith-Wright.

Rei raised an eyebrow. "Sounds British."

Kai nodded. "He is."

Kenny, Max and Rei stared at him.

"You know him?"

Kai nodded. "Went to the same prep school before I met you guys."

"Huh. Small world." Max mused. Then he frowned as a thought occurred to him. "Wait. A prep school? If he used to go to a prep school, what's he doing here, now?"

Kai looked up from his lunch. "Good question."

By now, other kids were gathering for the lunch hour, though they pretty much stayed away from the Bladebreakers table.

"Well, here's our chance to ask him." Tyson pointed at the door. "There he is."

Kai glanced over, a little curious. At Tyson's questioning gaze, he shrugged. "Go ahead, Ty."

Tyson grinned and stood up, yelling, "Wyatt! Hey! Over here!" And waving madly. He stayed standing, oblivious to the sudden quiet and stunned whispers as Wyatt made his way over.

Kai heard them - though he just ignored them as he usually did.

"Wow! Who is that? Does he know the Team?"

"How come he gets asked to sit with them?"

"Yeah! Geez, anyone else who dares gets 'the GLARE.'" Kai had to smirk at that one.

"Tyson!" Wyatt smiled. "How's it going? Hey Kai!"

"Hn."

Tyson chuckled and nudged Kenny under the table after sitting back down next to Kai. "Move over, Chief! And put Dizzi away. She deserves a break every now and then, too."

"Why thank you, Tyson!" A very female voice said, quite surprised. "I didn't know you cared."

"Hey, you work just as hard as the rest of the bit-beasts do." Max added, leaning over to look at the screen.

Kenny sighed and closed the laptop with a 'click.' "How am I supposed to get any work done?" He grumbled, but moved over.

"Don't mind the Chief, Wyatt." Tyson gestured at Kenny. "So where are you from anyway? They didn't tell us where you were 'exchanged' from in class this morning."

"I've been in Scotland for a few years." Wyatt told them.

"Kai told us you went to the same prep school once." Rei held out a hand. "Kon, Rei."

"Hi, Rei!" Wyatt shook his hand briefly. "Kai was right. But that was a long, long time ago."

"I'm Max!" Max introduced himself, pumping Wyatt's hand enthusiastically. "It's really great to meet someone who knew Kai before we met him."

Wyatt laughed. "Well, I wouldn't say I knew him. I don't think anyone did, really."

Tyson grinned, laying a hand on Kai's shoulder. "Sounds like you, alright, Kai!"

Kai spared him a quick glare, but didn't make any attempt to remove his hand. "Stuff it, Tyson."

"Ah!" The teen clutched at his chest dramatically. "I'm so hurt! I thought you cared!"

Kai, trying to keep his usual scowl on his face, couldn't stop the corners of his mouth from turning up faintly. He jabbed an elbow into Tyson's ribs. "Cut that out!"

"But Kaaaaaaiiiii!" Tyson whined, leaning on his captain and daring to push his buttons - with expertise born of years of practice. "You know you'd miss it if I stopped."

Kai turned wide crimson eyes to him, meeting Tyson's deep blue orbs and giving him a silent plea for his reputation. Seeing absolutely no chance of that, he couldn't help flushing at Tyson's amused grin. He could have sworn Tyson was…flirting!

"You little…" He growled.

Wyatt was watching with eyes the size of saucers and the rest of the team was trying not to laugh, since they were used to the two teens banter.

Kai, acutely conscious of the fact Tyson was still leaning on him (not that he really minded) and that they were staring at each other (Kai blushing more and more every second), finally managed to grind out, "You've got five seconds to start running, Tyson."

Tyson flushed and chuckled nervously, moving away and getting up in a hurry. Backing up cautiously, he eyed Kai and held up his hands. "Uh…come on, Kai! I was just kidding around…"

Kai narrowed his eyes and stood. "5…4…3…" He began counting down.

Tyson grabbed his book bag, blurting out, "I've gotta go! Fix Dragoon, please, Kenny! Thanks! Bye!" Before running for the roof stairs.

"…2…1…" Kai picked up his bag just as the lunch bell rang. "You can run, Tyson, but you can't hide. Especially since we both have gym class next."

Max burst out laughing and nearly fell off the bench. Kenny was shaking his head, and Rei was grinning pointy ear to pointy ear, fangs glinting and golden feline eyes sparkling. Poor Wyatt was just stunned and sat there with his mouth gaping.

"Oh man! I wish I had gym again." Rei flicked his wrapped hair over his shoulder. "I think Tyson better watch out." He said as Kai stalked purposefully toward the stairs. "Come on guys! We'd better get to class."

Max, still giggling, wiped away his tears of mirth. "Go ahead, guys. I've got a spare this block. You know, I might just head down to the gym and keep an eye on those two - just in case."

"Does that happen often?" Wyatt wanted to know. He didn't think he'd ever seen Kai like that before.

Max slapped his knee and started laughing again. "Nah. Well, not that often anyway."

"Rei! Wyatt! We're going to be late!" Kenny picked up Dizzi and the boys headed off for their classes.

"Hey, Max." Rei pulled Max aside after separating from Wyatt and Kenny. "Did you notice anything strange between Tyson and Kai?"

Max grinned gleefully. "Are you kidding? A blind man could see it."

Rei grinned back. "I figured. Though it doesn't really surprise me."

"Me either. They've gotten really close over the years." Max glanced at his watch. "You'd better go, Rei."

"Oh yeah. See you after school, Maxie."

"Yep!"

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Kai didn't get his chance to get back at Tyson in gym, but he knew he could do it later in their training.

He sat through his final class, physics, bored out of his tree. Since he was so bored, he let his mind wander back to that little scene on the roof with Tyson.

Was he flirting with me? He…he couldn't have been. It's just wishful thinking and my imagination working overtime. Kai stared out the window, wistfully. I don't get it. Why did I have to fall for you, Ty? It wasn't enough that you had to get under my skin and become my best friend. You had to be persistent and take my heart, too.

With a sigh, he tuned back into whatever the teacher was talking about. Then it occurred to him that he'd never asked Wyatt why he was here.

Damn. I guess we'll have to do it later - or tomorrow.

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Kali: yawns. Man, I'm wiped.

Dryad: You've got to start getting more sleep, Kali.

Kai: This was a rather…fluffy chapter.

Tyson: blushes. I liked it.

Kali: Thanks. This chapter was all about establishing the solid relationships between you guys and the rest of the team, getting Rei and Max's attention, and introducing a couple new characters…kind of. Zeo will make more of an appearance later on.

Dryad: That's the plan anyway.

Kali: Yeah. I'm in this fic for the long haul. I've noticed my fics have gotten shorter lately. You know, maybe if I had more reviewers/readers to give to my hikari, Caitlin, for her Digimon fics, I'd get more sleep. She's been complaining again and she works really hard on those fics, too.

Kai: But no one's reviewing? How heartless…

Tyson: Maybe some of our reviewers will go R/R her fics, too.

Dryad: Let's hope! Next chapter coming soon!

Kali: R/R! Flames will be used in my fireplace!

Dryad: Pretty fire!

Everyone: -_-U