Authoress' notes: Hey guys, miss me?
Disclaimer: Much as I'd like to, I don't own any of the characters from Beyblade, nor do I own the actual series itself. What you see here is just the fruits of an over-fertile imagination.
Warnings: boyXboy love (no like, no read, simple as that), lots of fluffiness....
Pairing: KaiXTyson, with some ReiXMax on the side.
Summary: With his first Christmas living with Kai looming, Tyson is shocked to find that Kai has never celebrated Christmas in his life. A situation he is determined to remedy.
Dedication: To anyone who still reads my stuff, I am truly unworthy.
Chapter 1: I wish it could be Christmas everyday.
Kai stumbled through the apartment door, backpack cutting matching stripes into his shoulders. It was times like this when he cursed the sheer volume of work he had to do to get his forensics degree. Both his biology and chemistry textbooks weighed as much as a breeze-block on their own, but most days, he had to contend with their combined effort to put his back out.
"Tyson, I'm home," he called, trudging into the kitchen to make himself a, in his opinion well-deserved, cup of tea.
"Welcome home, Kai," Tyson replied, pecking him on the cheek, grinning widely.
Kai raised an eyebrow questioningly. He knew that look; it usually meant that there was some big event that he was supposed to remember.
"What's with the grin? You're weirding me out," Kai muttered, raising the boiled kettle from its stand.
"Isn't it obvious? It's the first day of Advent," Tyson laughed.
"Yeah, it's the count-down to Christmas," Tyson said, grin fading slightly.
"Oh right, Christmas. What of it?" Kai asked casually, cup of tea hovering in front of his mouth.
"Well...it's Christmas! What's isn't there to look forward to?" Tyson said, grin fading entirely to be replaced with a frown.
"I've never celebrated it," Kai shrugged. "I guess I forgot it even happens."
"But...how can you have never celebrated it?!"
"I just haven't," Kai muttered, backing away slightly.
Tyson stood stock still, staring at Kai with a shocked look on his face. Kai watched warily as the expression shifted from one of shock to one of grim determination.
"I've decided. I'm going to celebrate Christmas with you this year. Grandpa will understand, I'm sure," Tyson stated after a pause.
"You have, have you? May I ask why?" Kai asked wryly.
"Because otherwise you'll end up spending it on your own, and that would suck. So I won't let it happen," Tyson explained, smile reappearing on his face.
"What if I don't feel like making an exception this year?"
"Just try it this once, for me?" the younger boy pleaded, eyes widening.
"Uh-oh," Kai thought. "Here comes the face."
The bottom lip started to tremble, midnight blue eyes became wide and shiny with easily-summoned tears. Kai felt himself weaken, much as he knew Tyson wasn't about to bawl his eyes out.
"Fine," he sighed, leaning back against the counter.
"Thank you," Tyson yelled, the face morphing back into a radiant smile.
Kai grunted neutrally, eyes closed as he felt his face settle into an annoyed frown. They opened again as he felt his boyfriend's small arms wrap around his waist, the lithe torso they were connected to coming to rest on his chest and diaphragm.
"Thanks Kai," Tyson murmured, head tucked into the hollow of Kai's neck. "It'll be fun, I promise."
"I know," Kai replied, smiling gently, free hand resting on his younger lover's head.