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Who Says Different is
Bad?
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Title: Who Says Different is Bad?
Rating: NC-17
Other Pairings: Kai/Jonouchi, Boris/Yuriy, Garland/Brooklyn,
Summary: Kai, still a member of the Blitzkrieg Boys has his
world turned upside down as his team tries to take down the Bega
bladers with
the help of some old rivals.
Disclaimer: Neither Beyblade or Yu-Gi-Oh belong to me.
Chapter 1
“This BEGA has to go down,” that was what Yuriy had
said
which led them to standing in front of the towering building. However
it seemed
easier said than done as Balcov stood there leering down at him, one of
his new
stooges standing easily across from the once world-famous Kai Hiwatari,
now
reduced to a chump by this newcomer, gasping for a breath as he stood
there,
his hands resting on his knees, his team watching him, begging that
what they
had just seen hadn’t been true.
Blue hair hung sweatily in Kai’s face as he stared at his
silver haired destroyer. He had once been the best but that had been
before
Takao had showed his face, now as he stood there he was nothing. He had
fallen
so far in three short years.
Kai felt his knees hit the linoleum floor; finally giving in
while watching his beyblade cast its lonely shadows on the ground. It
was just
a sport, a game, but not anymore. Once more Balcov would own his soul.
A solitary applause was heard from the balcony, it was
Balcov. “Congratulations Kai, you certainly gave Garland a
run for his money.”
Kai didn’t glance up as he heard the BEGA bladers coming
towards them, helping them to the medical ward. They would be healed
there
before they became Balcov’s slaves.
Kai felt the arm sliding around his waist but he was too
tired as a firm grip took his arm and pulled it over a neck. He could
feel soft
hair brushing against his damaged skin, being coated with the blood
covering
Kai’s arm.
Another arm scooped under his legs and everything went
black.
“Wait! You can’t just take him!” Brown
eyes flickered up and
landed on soft brown burning in anger.
“Hey, cool it.”
“Cool it!” The bluenette exploded at the blond
before him
and glowered at the confused look the blond gave him. “Are
you listening to
me!”
“Yeah, I’m listening to ya.”
“Tell you’re boss that I’m taking BEGA
down, and all its
losers.”
That from Takao was more than enough for the blond. He
shoved the unconscious Kai towards Mystel who just looked confused.
“Who ya
callin’ a looser punk! I’ll take you on right here!
Right now!”
“Deal.”
Gold eyes flickered across the arena as the Neko-jin watched
the unfoldings of the battle below him. Takao had gotten himself into
another
mess, which didn’t seem to surprise Rei in the slightest.
Finally he gave in, exhaling as he jogged down the steps
towards Takao. Somehow he needed to stop this fight before it got out
of hand.
If BEGA really was made out of Balcov’s boys this
wouldn’t just be an easy win.
“Three! Two! One! Let it rip!”
“Rei! Over here!” Max waved the Neko-jin over as
the
purplish-black haired boy hurried towards them.
“What’s up Max,” Rei asked, his wild
bangs falling in his
face.
“Takao got himself into another battle with a BEGA
blader,”
Max sighed as he shook his head. “He’s getting
himself into trouble.”
Takao stood there, the grin on his lips as he watched his
beyblade going in for the strike. He was so positive he was going to
win he didn’t
need anything else.
The blond had a huge grin on his face, like a child blading
for the first time. “Is that all ya got?” He asked,
his voice giving out a
cocky air as the black beyblade darted out of the way of Dragoon.
Kyouju was typing furiously on his computer as the entire
team stood there wide-mouthed.
“He ain’t so tough,” Daichi snorted in
contempt as the black
beyblade darted out of the way once more.
Takao felt sweat beading on his forehead. If he didn’t get
in a hit soon he would be in trouble. He didn’t even see the
attack coming as
Dragoon was thrown from the arena by a strong attack.
Takao could only stare at his beyblade as he picked it up
from the ground and the blond caught his own.
“Takao,” Rei said as he came up behind him and
hugged him.
Takao leaned against his chest, not knowing what to think. How had he
been so
easily defeated?
Chapter 2
When the crimson eyes slitted open Kai could only glance
around, wondering frantically where he was. He knew he wasn’t
anywhere he
recognized.
“And here I was thinkin’ you were gonna sleep the
rest of
yer life away.”
The Russian blader strained himself to sit up as his eyes
focused on the blond, his loose t-shirt hanging around his slender
body, his
arms crossed and a beyblade in his hand. What had happened? Had he lost
to that
Garland guy? “Where am I?” Kai said, his voice
scratchy and his throat
incredibly dry.
The blond roughly propped Kai’s head in his hand and shoved
the tip of a sport’s bottle into his mouth.
Kai coughed and sputtered as he felt the water go down the
wrong direction. Drops of the water dripped down his lips, splattering
on the
white t-shirt he now noticed he wore.
“Wouldn’t be surprised if ya had. Garland really
worked one
over on ya,” the blond said, ignoring Kai’s
question.
So Garland did defeat me. That helps.
Kai let his
head drop against the pillow. If Garland had defeated him that meant he
was in
the BEGA headquarters and that the blond had to be one of
Balcov’s bladers.
Anyway it meant bad news for him.
“I gotta get to my classes.” The blond said as he
turned
towards the door. “Brooklyn’ll be in soon to check
on ya.”
“You’re one of the BEGA bladers, aren’t
you. Does a name
come with that cocky attitude?” It was the same attitude that
ground his nerves
day after day, the same ‘I’m the best’
personality that Takao seemed to have.
“The name is Jonouchi Katsuya,” the brown eyes
burned in
intensity. “And so what if I am. Balcov is a great man even
if you won’t
understand it!”
The door slammed loudly and Kai sighed slightly as he shook
his head. When next he saw Jonouchi he would test his patience even
further. He
needed to know the mental limits of each and every one of his new
teammates.
“I can’t believe I lost to that stupid ass
hole!” Takao
yelled as he made his way to school once more in the morning, Hiromi
and Kyouju
walking ahead of him and doing their best to ignore him.
He stuffed his hands into his pockets and fumed. When they
got there he slumped into his seat and caught notice of a single white
sheet of
paper. It only had one sentence: Meet me in the bathroom.
It wasn’t
signed but it didn’t need to be. Takao knew the elegant
handwriting.
“Tell the teacher I went to the toilet,” Takao told
the
other two as he scurried out of the classroom. When he stepped into the
bathroom he wasn’t disappointed as he saw the white cloth and
the giant yin
yang, covered slightly by the long twist of black hair.
It took only a matter of moments until Takao was covering
the Neko-jin’s face with kisses. “Rei,”
Takao gasped between kisses. “What…
are… you… doing here?” He wrapped his
arms around Rei’s neck and landed the
next kiss on his lips.
“I thought you could use some help getting through the
day,”
Rei said flippantly as he pressed his hands against the wall on either
side of
Takao’s head, seizing his lips ferociously.
Takao gasped at the impact as the tongue was forced in,
tickling the back of his throat. His fingers tangled in Rei’s
hair as he forced
his hips upward, grinding them against Rei’s body.
Rei pulled his lips away as Takao grabbed one of the hands
from the wall and slid the long fingers between his lips.
He sucked gently on them, pulling them deeper into his mouth
with his tongue surrounding them.
“Takao,” Rei whispered as he reached with his other
hand and
began pulling off the bluenette’s jacket and t-shirt, pulling
his fingers out
of the soft mouth for just a moment before sliding them back in.
His mouth found the bluenette’s dusty rose nipples and
latched onto them, his free hand fiddling in silence with the metal
button that
held away his prize.
Takao let the fingers slide out between his lips with a
playful nip as he pulled the silk pants down over Rei’s hips
along with the
boxers. He knelt down on his knees and playfully stroked
Rei’s velvet rod,
dripping precum, ready to be devoured whole.
He sucked gently on it, surrounding it in his wet heat as
his teeth scraped softly against it. Rei gasped and thrust deeply into
Takao’s
mouth, driving against the back of his throat.
Takao forced his gag reflex to relax as he sucked gently on
the engorged flesh. Rei arched his back as he dug his fingers into
Takao’s
hair, tangling in it and yanking on it, pulling him deeper towards him.
Takao wrapped his arms around Rei’s soft ass, holding him
tightly against him, the huge cock completely pressed into his mouth,
weeping,
dripping down his throat.
Rei gasped and moaned, his entire body ready to buckle from
the intensity of the passion he was feeling from the warm tongue. He
panted as
he felt Takao’s mouth driving him over the edge.
He released hard into the mouth as a yell escaped Rei’s
lips. The sound caused Takao to pull back and stand, pressing a hand to
silence
his lips, semen dripping irresistibly down his lips and off his tongue.
Rei fell to his knees, an echo being hard as Takao kneeled
down behind him, sliding his own jeans off as he pulled the lube and
condom out
of his pocket. As Rei laid there panting he slid the condom on over his
large
cock and then spread the lube over several fingers and poked one into
the body
below him.
“The bell just rang,” Rei managed to gasp out
between moans
at the feeling of Takao prodding his insides.
“You did lock the door, right?”
Rei
didn’t have time to say anything as one of the
students walked in.
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