Title: Difference of Love and Lust

Category: Beyblade; chapter fic

Summary: An old enemy from the streets has come back for revenge. Kai knows him. Problem: So does Miguel.

Pairing: Miguel/Kai; One-sided OC/Kai (not centered around OC - I hate that)

Warning: Shounen-ai; yaoi; mentions of long passed NCS (non-consensual-sex (rape)); violence; foul language

Disclaimer: Don't own. So, please don't sue!

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Chapter One – A New Face, An Old Friend, A Bad Memory

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Kai sighed as a soft breeze fluttered over the backyard of the Granger dojo. He stood leaning against a tree, arms folded, eyes closed in his usual manner. The sound of beyblade rip cords clicking as they traveled at various speeds to release their owners' respected beyblades from the launchers' grips echoed throughout the yard.

The G-Revolution, former BEGA, and Barthez Battalion teams were occupying themselves with friendly matches in various places of the yard.

It was an entire month after the end of the BEGA tournament. Everyone was now on better terms with each blader, but sometimes, a little competition never hurt anyone. The former BEGA team, which now just consisted of Brooklyn and Garland, were constantly either hanging out at the Granger dojo with G-Revolution or at a cottage on the outskirts of Beycity. Kai made a point to only show up every now and then. Even a month after, he was still slightly wary of Brooklyn. The phoenix had yet to fully recover from his battle, still having to change the bandages on his right eye and chest every night.

Which was why he was not participating in any of the friendly beybattles.

Kai opened his uncovered eye and watched a certain blonde haired blader.

Miguel and the rest of the Battalion team had become closer to G-Revolution after the end of the World Championships. Miguel had stated then that they wanted to make friends with people who they knew wouldn't cause them to go astray. Not that they really needed company like that. Miguel and the others had good heads on their shoulders.

But it was about a few weeks prior to BEGA's annunciation into the beyblading world that Miguel had finally confessed his blooming feelings for the dual haired enigma blader. Kai and the blonde had gotten really close over the past weeks they had spent together after the finals. They had spent many nights outside star-gazing and talking about different things: what they liked, disliked, even about their pasts and families. Feeling comfortable in the blonde's presence and knowing that the teen would never speak of what they talked about without permission, Kai had actually told the teen about his past.

That even included his parents' deaths, his "grandfather," and even the abbey.

Though there were a few things that they both hadn't told the other just yet, they had practically told their entire life stories.

It was on a nice sunny day at the beach when Miguel finally told Kai that he had feelings for the phoenix. Strong feelings.

Kai complied, and he even stated that he had been having feelings for the blonde for quite some time.

Needless to say, they were a couple now, and the Spaniard looked really sexy sweating in the hot sun with just a black tank-top on and some khaki cargo pants.

Kai swallowed down the sudden urge to pounce on his boyfriend and ravage him into the ground below. He shivered in delight, though, when the blonde saw him watching and gave him a playful wink and licked his lips tauntingly.

'Damn you, Miguel,' Kai muttered in his mind, trying to tear his gaze away but unable to do so.

Miguel continued to tease the phoenix's libido for a bit longer before finally calling back his blade in a drawn match against Tyson. He pocketed his blade, shook the dragon's hand, and went over to the phoenix. He smiled, or rather smirked, at the indignant look on his lover's face. Leaning one arm against the tree Kai was propped up against, he stared into the slightly smaller teen's exotic eyes.

"Did you enjoy the show?" he whispered, that smirk still adorning his features.

Kai, deciding not to live up to his bad-ass standards right in that moment, stuck out his tongue at the blonde. He turned away from his lover to gaze at the other beybattles.

Miguel chuckled. Kai could be so cute. He leaned over and pecked the teen on the cheek. "In just a few more weeks, just think, you can get me back," he whispered in the teen's ear causing said teen to shiver in delight as his warm breath tickled the sensitive hairs on his ears.

The blonde was right about one thing. In just a few more weeks, Kai was supposed to be completely healed and would get the bandages off. Though he won't be able to do much, he would be permitted to beyblade again. Then, he could tease his Spanish lover all he wanted. Miguel already had a hard time keeping himself from drooling when Kai just walked around.

What? The phoenix had a sexy walk, his hips swaying seductively without him even realizing it.

"Yo! K-man!" a voice called from the dojo doorway that belonged to none other than Tyson's grandfather. Kai looked up at the older man. "You got a visitor for ya at the door, homey."

Kai nodded in thanks and pushed himself away from the tree.

Miguel stopped him with a hand on his forearm. Kai looked back over to him only to receive a small brush of lips against his. The Spaniard smiled before letting go. The phoenix blushed a little and returned the smile with a small one of his own. Miguel tended to give him a small kiss if they were to part ways, even if it was just down the hall or in the next room. It was sweet. He had stated that he had almost lost Kai once and wanted to always remind the teen how much he was cared for, loved.

Their gazes lingered for a bit longer before Kai went inside to go to the front door.

"You two are too cute for your own good," a soft voice commented.

Miguel turned a little and saw both Claude and Tyson who had been having a beybattle earlier. The blonde smiled. "I'll take that as a compliment, Claude," he said.

Tyson shook his head and gazed at the spot where Kai had disappeared into the dojo. "You've been good for him, Miguel. I'm really glad you two are together. I don't think I've ever seen Kai happy, but when I see him with you," he looked back to the blonde and smiled sincerely, "it's like he's a completely different person. I'm glad." He turned a bit serious then. "But as his friend and rival, Miguel Lavalier, I have to warn you that if you ever hurt him, not only will I come after you, but Max, Ray, Hillary, Tala, Bryan, Spencer, and even Chief will be backing me up if not beating me to the punch."

The Spaniard laughed at the imaged as well as cringed. "Well, don't worry, Tyson. I could never hurt Kai; I love him too much."

"That's good then."

"I SAID, GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!"

Miguel straighted his standing position as the all-too familiar voice of his lover echoed through the house and backyard. Not even giving a second glance or thought, he rushed to the front door.

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Kai silently thanked Mr. Granger as the old man led him to the front door and then left. The phoenix couldn't help but wonder who would want to see him. He just hoped that it wasn't the media or another raging fan club.

Opening the door, he spoke, "Sorry to have-" He stopped, frozen.

There before him stood a teen about a year older than him, jet black hair with a few green strands in the front as bangs that poured over his bright red bandanna. The green eyes that gazed at him with a relieved and nervous expression peeked out from underneath dark eyebrows. He was taller than the phoenix by a good foot and a half. A white dress shirt and dark blue jeans with white tennis shoes completed his apparel.

He smiled. "It's nice to see you again, Kai."

The phoenix's body trembled. 'No, he can't be here. There's no way! Why? Why is he here?' His mind raced with unanswered questions.

"Get out," the teen said coldly, finally getting somewhat controlled of himself.

The other looked hurt and taken-aback. "Now, Kai, I just came to talk."

"No, you had your chance a long time ago, get out, now." Kai tried to close the door, but the other intervened.

"Kai, please, I just want to talk. I want us to start over and stop fighting."

"I said you had your chance, but you blew it all those years ago! Get out!" The phoenix was losing the battle with his sanity. He was beginning to panic.

"Kai, please, listen to me. I want to apologize for what happened. I want us to get back together. I love you, Kai! Please!" He stepped into the house.

That's when Kai snapped. "I SAID GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!"

The other reacted on instinct and grabbed the phoenix's forearm roughly. "Kai, just listen to me! I need you, and we need to talk!"

Kai struggled in the strong grasp. He was beginning to hyperventilate, visions of the past flashing across his mind's eye. He whimpered a little when the grasp tightened.

"Let go of him," a cold voice broke through both boys' thoughts.

Miguel stood very close to the two teens. He place his hand on the stranger's arm and roughly shoved him off of Kai. Wrapping his arms around the shaking teen, he glared daggers at the dark haired teen.

Kai gasped, trying to get his body back under control. Miguel was there. He no longer needed to feel afraid. Nothing was going to happen while his lover was there. Nothing. That guy couldn't touch him any more.

Miguel turned his attention back an forth from teen to teen. Kai was still trembling, but the blonde could tell he was trying his hardest to gain control. The other teen stood, staring at the two with hate in his eyes as well as – was that? - yep, jealousy.

Miguel studied the teen. He looked familiar.

Then it clicked.

"You're Kellen Asters, aren't you?" the blonde asked, tightening his hold on his lover, vaguely aware of the other bladers now all standing behind him.

Kellen nodded but blinked as the blonde registered in his mind. He snarled. "And you must be the leader of Barthez's beyblading team, Miguel, was it?"

Miguel growled a little and nodded. "Yes, that's right."

Kellen snorted. "Don't know why that purpled haired freak chose a blonde to lead a beyblading team. Everyone knows blondes are stupid and can't think on their own."

"Shut it, Kellen!" Kai cried from Miguel's hold on him. His eyes blazed. "I said to get the fuck out of here!"

"Kai, you're not listening to me!" the black haired boy was losing patience. "I told you, I love you! I can't live anymore without you!"

"Well, you're going to fucking have to, you degenerate bastard!" the phoenix hollered, causing everyone to flinch. Kai rarely got this mad. Irritated, yes. Mad, sometimes. Furious and scared, hardly.

"Kai, please!"

"No! I told you that the next time I saw you, I'd put a bullet through your head, and if you don't leave right now, it won't be a bullet anymore but a beyblade instead!"

Kellen took a step back. He didn't want his "love" to get so angered that he'd resort to violence. He glared at the couple before him. "Fine, but we will have our talk, Kai. I want you back, and there'll be nothing to keep me from getting you back." He turned to Miguel. "Have fun with your little team, and start learning to keep your hands off of someone else's property."

Miguel growled. "Kai is not an item! Besides, he and I are dating. You know: boyfriend, boyfriend. Lovers. Soul mates. However you want to call it."

Kellen snarled but turned on his heal and headed out the door with a large slam.

After a second or two, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Well, almost everyone.

As soon as the door slammed, Kai wrenched himself out of Miguel's arms and sprinted down the hallway, Miguel hot on his heals. He dashed into the nearest bathroom and jerked up the toilet seat before spilling whatever he had eaten that day into the porcelain bowl, coughing every now and then.

The Spanish blader knelt next to his lover and rubbed light circles on the teen's back as a form of comfort until the phoenix was finished.

Kai pushed himself away from the bowl as the blonde flushed the toilet. The phoenix leaned heavily into Miguel's embrace, exhausted and panting slightly. They sat there for a few minutes before Miguel reluctantly broke the silence.

"What was that all about?" he asked gently, rubbing small circles on the teen's arm.

Kai sighed. "Give me a few minutes and then we'll gather everyone in the dojo. They'll want to know as well, and they'll have to be given fair warning, too."

"Why?"

Kai closed his eyes. "He won't stop until he has what he wants, even if it means hurting those around it."

"And what does he want?"

"Me."

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Highlights

Kai reveals how he knows this newcomer and their past relationship. Let's just say, Miguel wants to now go an kill the guy that was supposed to be Barthez Battalion's captain.

The guy had black hair with green strands in the front with piercing green eyes and a knack for getting under the skin.

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Stopping there for now. Please don't kill me! I'll hopefully be up with another chapter sometime this week! ^^

Enjoy until then, and don't forget to review!

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