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Tyson: So you are finally writing, huh Sims?

Simy: Ah, Yeah. Last year, I was so angry with myself when I didn't gift her with anything. I was so naïve…**goes on thinking*

Tyson: Really? You and naïve? The two words don't go well in one sentence Simy. *Smirks*

Simy: Maybe I wasn't, *become icy* but you are and still. Don't force me to call Hils so that she will spoil all your fun. Okay everyone, here's everyone and my favorite author Indigo Jupiter! Let's wish her a HAPPY BIRTHDAY! She's the kindest, noblest, sweetest-

Tyson- You're buttering Simy-

Simy: Shut up, as I was saying, sweetest and the most adorable author on fanfiction and we are helpless if a certain blader is jealous over here.

Tyson:Jealous? I wasn't even thinking of it. I'm expecting Hilary is gonna do unbelievable things to me getting drunk in the shot already*quivers*

Simy: Muhhhaha, I'm not merciless Tyson *smiles sheepishly*

Tyson: Phew, I didn't know that.

Simy: Oh, really?

Tyson: Why didn't I got dr-?

Simy: Shusshh, you can't spoil the fun! Got it? *tells with dangerous eyes*

Tyson: okay *nods*, I understand. You are a little frustrated because of writing so much in one go.

Simy: No, I'm not. *smiles in sarcasm*

Tyson: You could have taken help from your personal fav-

Simy: Hey, *twitches eyebrows in fear* keep QUIET. Keep your loud mouth in check Tyson!

Tyson: Uh, an angry Simy is dangerous. Hey, don't give me that look. Are you going to p-punch me?

*looks in narrow eyes* hmm, *bursts out in laughing*

Tyson: I can't say this not a Yaoi fic. You write them Simy?

Simy: According to me, it's not it. I've just depicted the causal attractions which upon not getting attention from the person transforms how bad. I have just tried to write this shot as a humorous one and I hope she likes it.

Tyson: There's a little sense your words.

Simy: Yeah.. what? Little sense. It's completely sensible! You are not understanding this. I just want her to laugh and be happy, I-

Kai: They are talking way too much. I guess the whole day will pass out this way Noni, if we don't stop them *sweatdrops* so let's start! Hope you'll like it Noni. Wish you a happy birthday Maha! :)

Part I-

Takao's POV:

Man, what a hell of day this is…

I can say, even when I'm thinking, my head and perspectives are shivering.

Look, I have stopped complaining about life and things happening around since a few months, but this is a little too much.

But now, I do, I'm struggling even to breathe in this closed closet in which my dear body is cramped and folded mercilessly. This is unfair. I've worked the entire day, resisting the temptation at their idiotic comments to snap at them on my work and kept a cheery persona so that this atmosphere doesn't spoil. After all, it's my birthday and the only one interested in working hard to make this party a successful and memorable seems NO-ONE but meh! Phew…

Argh, my shoulder is tortured. Why did this slab of sheet have to be out of shape!

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Wait, this isn't my room, it m-means, there could have been rats here!

Aaahhh!

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Normal POV:

Tyson squirmed uncomfortably in the compact place and sighed heavily when he heard the dangerous stomping of footsteps. His heart pounded in breaks- breaks that could probably end him.

This so no good. The whole team as well as the Blikzkering boys was not in any normal state. They are heavily drunk and are in a mood to rag Tyson and tease him. They are all targeting him and he had manage to run upstairs, thanks to his speed of total conscious state, he rushed up and hid himself in the closet in one of the rooms on his floor.

Unfair. That's what he thought. Nobody was on his side to fight them back.

Kai was tickling him all over his body…The little T-man couldn't tolerate it for so long…

Tala joined. Extremely unfair.

Hiromi was flirting him nonstop and he was in no- definitely in that mood- because she got extremely tipsy and …say cute. That could turn out possibly into something more dangerous and thus, he was escaping her.

And before anything could happen, the approach of the sounds became spooky and flabbergasting in its own way.

He buried his head in his hands, breathing heavily. This was no good.

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The door slid opened in a whim and the Dragoon shielder let out a cackle in frightened state. What he should do? Should he look at the person probably staring him in a predatory way or continue protecting himself?

Mustering a teensy bit of courage, he looked at the rambunctious monkey boy who was teetering in half drunk state.

"D-D-Daichi?" he said in half caught breath.

"Hey there Birthday Boy Chimpanzee, w-why are you hiding eh?" he said wiggling eyebrows devilishly.

"Shushh, where are others?" he asked carefully and in a low voice.

"They are all hunting you dude." he gulped in laughter. Tyson's eyes thought for something and it landed on a pile of Hilary's clothes lying in a heap at a corner.

A bulb lit his head.

"Hey, you said you liked the cake today. Right?" he asked in suppressed enthusiasm,

The short kid nodded, "Okay, I've my part of cake still left in fridge; you get all of it if you help me." There was a sparkle in Daichi's eyes as he nodded smirking.

"I got it dude. They won't find you. I will make sure of it." He said in light stutters under tipsy breath. He smiled sheepishly and Daichi tethered out, downstairs.

Tyson hid in the piles quickly. The rotten smell of her already worn clothes was killing him. She should have worn each one of them for a whole week at least! Stinky grumpy wicked sexy witch!

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Kai was wobbling in stupor carefully through the recesses and corners of the dojo and Ian and Bryan were checking the bushes of the lawn, while Hilary was looking in mirror wiggling and smirking to herself.

Max was no less today. He was the first one to attack Tyson. When Tyson was sitting in a corner accompanied by half drunk Kenny, he was rummaging through his well given presents when Max suddenly wrapped his arms around Tyson's stomach, his head resting on his best friend's shoulder, almost tickling the blunette with his slippery fair cheeks.

"Ah" he coughed a little, "T-man, you love my present the most, isn't it?" he asked in a slight seductive tone. He was not himself tonight.

It was all the fault of Blikzkering boys. They were invited by Kai, though he asked Tyson and he happily agreed to it. They had brought tons of Whisky and Rum and flooded the dojo with the bottles. Tyson was little uneasy at this first but he thought it wouldn't be much of a problem if everyone were drunk? He would be equal or it'd be more fun maybe?!

Who knew he'd be left the only one un-drunk among all the drunkers...

Tyson was dressed by Max and Ray and he was looking god damn, drop dead gorgeous and breath taking! He wore a white shirt and white spotted navy blue jacket and grey ripped- white jeans. His hair were not even tied and he was managing the bangs fluttering across his cheeks and eyes a little sheepishly. The sight of him drew the boys insane and the only Female, Hiromi.

An overprotective feeling dawned on her and she wanted his attention which he gave only to the cake and Kenny; that's because the little genius was showing him his previous awesome beybattles and made an awesome edited video with a fluffy Title, "Tyson, the great."

They were jealous. He used to talk to them cheerfully and amiably and now, he just smiled at them and kept his pace. He was maturing. He wasn't the same. He talked in a checked amount and dint blabbered and the little attitude hurt them. He had his personal space now which they wanted to invade. They wanted him back, at least today when he shouldn't have dressed this splendid and majestic.

Ray was the wisest one. He had gifted Tyson the best tasty noodles and other dishes he can prepare. However Tyson didn't do anything to utter a proper athankyou' even. A brief thanks and a BRIEF big smile was all. He started rummaging the food without even paying attention to the Nekojin and it did rose anger in him.

Tala was purely attracted to him. He already had a girlfriend and this was irritating him. Why did Tyson had to be so gorgeous?! He hated what he was feeling for the champion. Why couldn't Tyson talk cheerily and foolishly like he did.

This was not really fair and nothing could satisfy them. He was the personable, with a damn good figure, four times world champ with all girls fanning around. Why does he have that awesome figure? What did the hell did he do except shouting at everyone with overflowing ego to deserve this?

This was jealousy. This was beautiful jealousy. xD

Coming to now, Ian noticed Daichi rummaging the fridge checking the pieces of cake the champion has promised. Ian was carefully watching him standing in his tracts. The excitement on the short red head paled as he didn't find any food. His brows rose in anger and a gasped mouth.

Jerk. He lied!

"Tyson! You're dead." He screamed and everyone's calm states of detective-ness turned to him.

"Where is he?" Bryan asked.

Kai listened in full ears and Max was gasping in impatience for gearing from Daichi.

"He's hell hiding up in Romi's room!" Daichi yelled in frustration.

Max was the first one to trot upstairs. He was followed from back by Kai, Ian, Tala, Bryan and Ray. Hiromi was the last one, little too fast or say, slow to run.

The heart breaking trotting sound at the speed of light was becoming audible to Tyson. He was suffocating like hell in that stinky heap of clothes and he could say he smelled like rotten meat. All that mighty perfume he had used has vanished. But this was what he was feeling.

His heart was throbbing like an inflated and pumped off balloon continuously. He was remembering Daichi…

He won't forgive the monkey Boy!

The group headed inside the room and the Champion knew that they were inside. He was breathing heavily and the air wasn't sufficient in the dark heap. Ray opened the windows for the fresh air to come in. Scared to death, he plugged his phone in that uncomfortable position and looked at the people that were available in his city.

Whaa- Gary and Mariah.

He felt uneasy at this and so much helpless. He gave a shuddered sigh managing to create a sound. He immediately noticed the differences in the aura. The paces had stopped and he could envisage the eyes on the pile.

He was trembling and his heart was literally beating.

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Okay, this is a little too much? What do you say Noni? ^_^ I had fun writing this and I was wishing the half of the time if you liked it :'D...I'm sure there might be plenty of mistakes even after a prof reading I gave :( Pardon them please, :') tell me what you think!

COMMENTS PLEASE!

Tyson: Nonii! Beat this girl! what she has written for me! *shouts in fear and shock**

Me: *places a hand on his mouth from back and closes it effectively* Shut up! *gives a sweatdrop* Hahaha, don't worry Maha, he will be alright.

Tyson: *says in mumbles** Lea-vshe meeh. *struggles to free himself*

Me: Sorry? *smirks*

... Part II still to come. ^w^