Okay this is about the millionth time that I have revised this fucking story because the stupid scene breaks wouldn't work. So now I have finally come up with an idea to make the reader see the differences in the scenes though its a little confusing. Alright so when you see three dots at the end of a line and three dots at the front of the next sentence, that means the scene has changed. sigh. I'm sorry that is so confusing but my cmp is dumb.
I said that I'd one day write another KaixRei fanfiction and well here it is. For this story I have taken a completly new approach. First this is drama opposed to my usual angst and well you'll spot the other things which at first you may kill me for but do have a point.
Also as far as Obsidian Reflection is concerned I delted it because well lts be frank it was no good. Instead I will be rewriting Addictive Manipulation with a complete ending and modifications throughout it to make it better.
I hope you enjoy this story as much as I'm enjoying writing it.
Oh yea and beyblade doesn't belong to me... duh.
Heaven is not Enough
Chapter One
What Perfect Looks Like
Usually the black made his eyes more vivid, but it was apparent that today this was not the case. Shaking his head he tossed the clothing aside and turned back to the lengthy wardrobe, picking out a deep navy blue suit with a lighter blue collared shirt. He was just adjusting his tie when a voice floated through the air to his closet.
"Mr. Hiwatari?" A slim women with auburn hair asked peaking around the corner and smiling at the sight that she had captured.
"Yes." The man replied giving little thought to her as he searched for his wallet.
"Um…" The women stuttered looking down into her hands. "About last night…" she tugged at the edge of her clothing, which happened to be another one of the man's business shirts.
"What about it?" Finding what he was looking for, he turned abruptly around, crimson eyes searching the female up in down in an intensely stern glare.
"What we did?"
"We did nothing." He responded in a deep tone the expressed he had made the final word.
"Alright sir." She looked a way, as they often did he remarked, and left the room in search of her own clothes. ...
... Kai Hiwatari. He had everything. His spectacular penthouse, an elite high paying job, which he just happened to manage and own, a car for everyday of the week, and more women than he could ever desire.
"Make sure you aren't late this time." He snarled to the valet parker, tossing the boy keys to his silver Porsche.
"Yes sir." The boy bowed slightly and silently went to the car.
"I really shouldn't trust them with my cars." Kai thought suddenly, briefly considering a chauffer before he realized that that might be not be as impressive.
Entering the tall corporate building before him, he made his way down the hall to the elevator.
"Good morning sir." Katherine. She hadn't lasted long. Talked too much.
"Hello. Mr. Hiwatari." Susanna. Thighs too wide. Not even that good in bed.
"Hey there Kai… oops… I mean Mr. Hiwatari." Angela. Too obnoxious. Definitely blonde.
Kai nodded to each lady before making his way to his office on the top floor.
"G-good morning Mr. Hiwatari." His secretary greeted him, the pretty girl with auburn hair from the night before.
"Vanita, I expect coffee at ten, and reschedule my meeting for three." He answered, hardly acknowledging her, before closing the doors to his office.
Rubbing his temples he sat down in front of a large oak desk and turned on the computer. This Vanita girl was wearing him thin, she was shy and left too much of the talking to him which he couldn't be bothered with.
"You have three new messages." The computer tentatively told him bringing up three windows.
Placing his briefcase on the desk and pulling out a gold pen he turned to face the screen observing the first message carefully.
'BBA Reunion. All participants of the world championships are expected to return to challenge their skills and see if they still got it!'
Kai sighed at the cheesy invitation he knew Mr. Dickenson had probably invented himself, before deleting the entry. The second was a notice that the local stock holders banquet was next Saturday and the third…
'Hello Kai.
How have you been? Just hoping you would be coming to the reunion in New York next week. We would all like to see our long lost captain, and maybe you and I could catch up.
Rei.'
Kai placed down the pen and reread that e-mail. Rei? He hadn't talked to him since…
"Kai, are you sure I can't stay with you?" Golden eyes glazed over in remorse as he watched the Russian contemplate his thoughts.
"You know what my Grandfather would say about us." Kai answered staring out the window at the large jet Rei would be boarding in a few moments.
"Then come with me." The golden pools lit up at once at the new idea. "You wouldn't have to deal with him anymore, and we could be together." Rei dropped the hands he had been holding to lean forward and nuzzle himself into Kai's neck. "Please Kai koi, I never want to leave you."
"No Rei." Kai replied trying to keep the emotion out of his voice. "Just give it a few years I promise, his health is not what it used to be and besides when I inherit his business I can sell it and that will give us enough finances to last us."
"Oh Kai." Rei winced trying to hold back the tears he promised not to shed. "Please come with me, I don't care about money, I don't care about your Grandfather, I don't care about anything else other than you." He smiled, pulling himself up straight so he could gaze into Kai's garnet orbs, and brush aside the slate bangs from his face. "I love you."
"I love you too Rei." Kai wrapped his arms around the lithe boy, pulling the shaking body closer to him. "But my Grandfather will search for me, he won't let me go until the day he dies." The bluenette told the boy in his arms wishing he could go with Rei, yet knowing it would be impossible and a long time before he saw the Chinese blader again. "I'm sorry Rei."
Rei nodded into Kai's neck and as hard as Kai knew the younger boy had tried he felt the painful dampness on his neck and knew that he would always regret this afternoon.
Kai continued to rub his temples trying to massage away the memory. That was a long time ago and things had changed, lots of things he noted as he admired Vanita's revealing outfit and tanned body slip into his room with a cup of coffee. ...
... Groaning Kai watched the city lights waiver in the night sky, from his office. He had returned to rubbing his temples in late night stress of his present work documents, and had long since sent Vanita home so the appeal of not only her but a cup coffee were at a loss to him. He sighed trying to focus on the words that floated around the computer screen. Straining his eyes he eventually gave up and turned off the monitor, deciding it would be better to continue when he could actually make sense of the formalities.
Leaning back in his large office chair he opened his desk drawer briefly rummaging through the items for the object of interest. He found it, eventually, among with a few other personal possessions which he preferred to keep at work.
A thin smile crept to his scarlet eyes in memory of the years before. The picture reflected a time of innocence, a time before work and life, and a time before mistakes were impossible to correct. The focus was on Tyson and Max as Tyson had his am slung over the younger boy and his arm high above his head in victory. Next to Tyson, Kenny held his beloved laptop, and in behind them Kai and Rei stood their laced fingers just barely visible behind Tyson and Max, with hidden smiles decorating both boys lips.
Kai shook his head sadly, trying to forget the past. He was amazed he had even been able to love Rei, let alone think about him as often as he used to.
The second object he pulled out felt immediately heavy and warm in his hands and all at once a familiar burning sensation flowed through his body. Gasping at the rush of feeling he quickly placed down the beyblade and shook his head sadly.
"I'm sorry Dranzer." He told the forgotten bitbeast, brief remorse coursing through him for the once famed phoenix.
Startled by his own show of emotion he violently ran his fingers through slate hair shaking away the memories. He didn't care anymore. It happened so long ago and what did it matter. He had life to worry about and his business to tend to. Without a thought he picked up both the picture and the phoenix and dropped them in the trash can, knowing the items would be removed by the janitors for the morning. Satisfied he closed the desk drawer and turned on the computer. Opening his mail box folder he deleted Rei's message and decided that was the end of it.
He hadn't even really loved Rei any way.
He had just felt sorry for the pathetic blader. ...
... The rush of cold air met his senses as he stepped outside the large office building. Snowflakes were just beginning to fall as he looked at his Rolex watch. 11:03. He still had time to get a drink and be home in time to work on some financing calculations, it seemed he would have to cut back the salary of his workers and it would take some progress to balance, (and distress for the employees,) but hell that was life.
He didn't bother to track down the valet driver at this time of night, more because he didn't want to venture down in the underground park, than to be impolite and decided that he would walk home, maybe clear his mind.
Setting out down the streets of Moscow he ignored the snow that was falling in more frequent patterns and pulled his long jacket tighter around him, to keep out the cold wind.
The cold had never bothered him when he was younger yet now it seemed to cut at him without mercy. He blamed this on a child's youth but still a single flame tugged at the back of his mind reminding him of the phoenix's fire.
"God damn it." He whispered into the air, ignoring a dark shadow that flitted in the corner of his vision. Probably just some lazy bum, Kai thought carelessly knowing that a lot of the lazy 'asses' littered the street after dark.
Carrying on he smiled at the sight of a local bar up ahead, a glass of vodka was all that he needed to warm himself up. A nice glass vodka and perhaps a flirtatious female would meet his desires and drive away the wind.
The shadow still lingered in his peripheral vision warning him of danger. Kai shrugged it off and looked down at the Rolex again. 11:23. Maybe he didn't need to do that work tonight he'd work on it tomorrow in the office.
The shadow seemed to leap from the corner of his eye to center stage, a doubtful figure emerging into full view. It was a boy, maybe seventeen. A simpleton Kai regarded, probably not even dangerous.
"Mr. Hiwatari?" Kai was not surprised by the steady toned question, knowing most people knew his name.
"Don't bother me." He told the kid, pushing him aside.
"What's your rush?" The youth asked immediately regaining his stance, one foot ahead of Kai.
"No of your business." Kai replied.
"Come on I just want to talk." Kai had tried to carry on yet the boy still wouldn't let him.
Kai dropped his hands in defeat deciding it was easier just to ask the kid what he wanted.
"Aren't you worried?" The boy asked, jade eyes shifting momentarily from Kai to his hand which fingered his loose fitting waistline.
"Worried about what?" The annoyed slate haired man responded.
"You should never answer a question with a question." The boy told him simply.
"What's your point?" Kai asked ready to leave and end the mind game.
"There you go again. Are you afraid of me?" The green eyed youth asked smiling.
"You answered with a question." Kai pointed out.
"Good. You see it then.?"
"See what?" Crimson orbs lashed out violently, obviously exasperated by the kid's antics.
"Whoops. That was a question. Now wasn't it?" Green eyes danced with excitement as the boy grinned and pulled out a gun, pressing it to Kai's neck. "Face the wall." The boy demanded the playful tone still dripping from his words. He shifted his position so he had the crimson eyed man pressed against the wall, then leaned into the circumstance.
"Look kid." Kai stated confused on the situation. "Put down the gun. I'll give you some money to compensate you and won't tell the police about this if you just go now."
"I don't want money Kai." The boy told him, taking his free hand and wrapping it around Kai's waist so it rested just above Kai's pants. "Listen to me." The youth toyed with Kai's shirt until his palm rested on the bare skin of Kai's stomach, then rubbing his index and middle finger along the man's waist he whispered into his ear, the gun point unrelenting.
"I could defame you right now Kai. I could rape you, shoot you, or steal anything you carry on you right now. I have the choice to give you everything or to take it away. This gun is loaded and I will fire."
"What's stopping you?" Kai interrupted.
"Are you happy Kai Hiwatari?" A smirk played on the youth's lips.
"What does that matter?"
"A rich, famous, powerful man, and he can't even answer a simple question. Are you happy? You have a gun pointed at your head you better listen to the psychotic killer, right?"
"I don't fucking care." Kai answered truly out of desperation through annoyance.
"And if I killed you right now?"
"Whatever."
"Right." The touch lessened and gun was swiftly put away.
"You fucking bastard." Kai instantly retaliated, as soon as the youth backed off.
"At least that wasn't a question." The boy laughed turning and disappearing into the heavily falling snow.
Kai shook off the encounter with indignity, feeling as if something had been cheap to him, as if he hadn't received what he had paid for. Shaking away the feeling he ignored the desire for lust and alcohol and returned home.
His house was warm, and it instantly flushed him and sent him searching for the thermostat. By the time he reached the covers of his bed he felt a full forced fever. And as sleep finally swallowed him in the usual dark abyss, he felt pain surge through his body. ...
... The sunlight streaming through the window was the first thing to wake Kai up. The headache from the night before had left him and so had the intense heat. Stretching, his hand brushed against someone else lying in his bed. Thinking back to the night before he couldn't make sense of the mysterious person.
Moving in closer he sighed as the aroma of the warm body met his senses. A sweet earthy smell that seemed so familiar yet forgotten. Smiling he rubbed the shoulder of the figure hoping to arise them from their slumber. Sweet moans of morning pleasure escaped the person who woke abruptly and turned to face Kai.
The perfect smiling face and delighted golden pools that haunted Kai's memories laughed at meeting Kai's confused and startled expression.
"Good morning Kai."
Well? Please read and review. I'm sorry I made Kai sleep with women. Forgive me Rei! There are lot of things that are in this story that I vowed I'd never do but am going to so bare with me and I hope you enjoy.