Disclaimer: I do not own anything relating to or concerning Bakuten Shoot Beyblade.

Warnings: Strangeness, irritating repetition, non-cohesiveness

Notes: I suck. I have a bit of writer’s block. Hopefully, completing this will solve everything. (I don’t think it will) If you are familiar with Ouran High School Host Club, you will see similarities between what I’m writing for KaRe and what has been written for Hitachiincest.

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Warm-up

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The first time Kai fell in love with Rei was when the Chinese grabbed him by the shoulders, stared him straight in the eyes, and declared, ‘I like you.’ As another year was safely tucked under their belts, it was now Kai who snatched Rei’s attention with blazing red eyes and expressed all that he needed to say in one dramatic kiss.

They were like movie stars in films that never quite reached the theatres.

And, of course, what’s a scripted romance without the obligatory drama?

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Start

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It was three o’clock in the morning when Kai Hiwatari decided that he would never let go of Rei. Ever.

He refused to be like his father.

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Gain

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Kai Hiwatari’s world consisted of beyblading and Rei Kon. With beyblading came power and glory, and with Rei came everything else.

Sometimes, Kai couldn’t help but feel as if his world were not his own. And thus, Kai was not living.

Kai didn’t mind so much that Takao stood at the pinnacle of the mountain while he continued to climb. He didn’t mind that much that he was a washed-up has-been, just another aspiring beyblader left in the World Champion’s shadow (of course, he did mind, but not that much).

That wasn’t a problem.

But Rei didn’t seem to understand that Kai needed him. Rei’s world was not Kai’s, and that was what upset him the most. Because while Kai only had Rei, Rei had others he cared about just as much.

It wasn’t as if Kai wanted to spend every second with Rei. But Kai wanted Rei to think about him as much as he thought about Rei. Kai didn’t want to be the desperate and pathetic loser who spent his time fantasizing rather than living.

Rei was Kai’s number one, but Kai was not Rei’s.

And that was a problem.

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Lag

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“Why didn’t you train with me today?”

“I thought I told you that I was with Takao.”

“But I’m the only one you need.”

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Stumble

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Kai knew that Rei didn’t mind, because sometimes Rei could be just as needy. Just as desperate. Just as pathetic.

It was rare for Rei to drop his smile, lock gazes, and say softly yet strongly, ‘I can’t live without you.’

(But it did happen, and the memory of the succeeding results always made Kai shiver in delight.)

Kai always told Rei the details. He always explained when his father had so cruelly abandoned him, what his father had strived to do, how much he had adored his father, and other superfluous nitpicks. He knew Rei cared.

At the end of his traumatizing tale, Kai always expected for Rei to share his own memories in return. But he would only get a smile, a kiss, and a hug.

It struck his pride to know that Rei spoke more to him during sleep than he did in consciousness.

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Recover

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‘Mama, I love you.’

Having already been awake, Kai sat up and stared at the still form of a supposedly sleeping Rei Kon. He raised an eyebrow, waiting for Rei to show any signs of movement.

‘Mama, where’d you go?’

Kai understood more about Rei in that one moment than in the two years he’s spent with Rei combined.

‘Don’t you love me, too?’

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Speed

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It took Takao’s harsh yet true words to make him realize just how stupid he had been behaving. It was the punch that finally forced his eyes open to the real world, the world beyond that of Kai’s.

Takao was one of those people, the other people in Rei’s heart who were not Kai. Being the concerned friend he was known to be, Takao asked Rei, and Rei told him.

‘Well, you know, Kai’s been a bit heartless lately.’

‘I’ll kill the bastard!’

Kai merely watched from the ground as Takao waved his arms wildly in the air and continued to shout at him about the art of affection and friendship. There was a lesson in the Japanese blader’s eyes and gestures that meant more than his words, one that Kai learned immediately.

‘Stop trying to own him and start loving him.’

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Ahead

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When Kai saw Rei alone in their bedroom, it was like some sort of gracious compliment that took it upon itself to merge with his body and make him feel ten types of aroused.

Standing at the shoji door, Kai watched as Rei whined and whimpered and whispered his name as his hand performed upon himself.

Silently, Kai walked in the bedroom, sliding the door shut. It seemed Rei, who had his eyes closed tight, was too immersed in his ritual to notice. Kai carefully dropped to his knees behind the preoccupied figure and wrapped his arms around tense shoulders. The Chinese gasped in surprise and attempted to rip away from the embrace.

Kai held tightly and whispered softly, ‘I’m sorry.’

Rei was completely still and silent.

‘Please . . . continue.’

As requested, the broken ceremony resumed its intimate procedure. Kai, an outsider, watched as Rei entered ecstasy without his help.

It was times like these that Kai treasured. The moments between him and Rei, no matter how risqué or embarrassing or depressing, held a special magic in them that enchanted. He smiled softly, his eyes gazing affectionately at his world, his universe, his everything.

And as Rei leaned back against him, panting and spent, Kai kissed a warm, flushed cheek.

He was simply afraid of losing Rei.

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Finish

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‘Kai, you don’t understand, do you?’

‘Of course I do.’

‘No, I don’t think so. Because then you’d know that I think about you all the time. You’re my universe.’

‘. . . Serious?’

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Prize

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They staggered into the room in a flurry of tongue and desperate bodies. Their mouths hungered for each other’s taste, relying on their feet to take them to their beds.

(They hoped that Takao and Max, who were with Kyouju, wouldn’t mind if they did get the wrong bed.)

As soon as they were both naked, Rei grabbed Kai’s shoulders, stared him straight in the eyes, and declared, ‘I love you.’

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End note: Thank you to Jess for always approving my stuff ;-;