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G'day! Finally, the last chapter. Kinda a epilogue to wrap things up. I think this ficcie has gone on long enough. Especially considering that it was only meant to be 2 chapters long. Got lost somewhere along the line, didn't I?
Kai looks around the elegant beachside café and smiles ever so softly to himself when he sees Claude sitting at one of the tables, casually flipping through a magazine as he waits. His smile grows slightly when realizes that this is the same restaurant that he and Ray spied on Tyson and Oliver all those months ago.
It's hard to believe that it's been six months since that day.
It's also almost hard to believe that he and Miguel's one year anniversary is just tomorrow.
The two are now sharing an apartment here in Japan, not wanting to be separated from each other. They've been through a lot together, but it only managed to strengthen the bond between them.
Who knew that a few truthful accusations would bring the two of them together? It's almost like a plot out of a movie or soap opera.
Shaking his head, Kai makes his way through to sea of tables to his silver hair friend's side.
"Claude," Kai calls out to him.
Claude snaps his head up and a smile graces his features. He puts his magazine away and rises from his seat, allowing the two slender males to give each other a customary friendly hug before taking their seats.
They have gotten close in the past months, Claude often going to Kai for advice on how to deal with Ray and his neko, perverted ways. They too are also renting an apartment together.
"How are things with you and Ray?" Kai asks, giving a short nod of acknowledgment to the waiter who hands him a menu.
"Pretty well, actually," Claude tells him, placing the menu down in front of him. "Ray is at the park at the moment, teaching a few lucky fans to blade his style."
"That's good," Kai smiles, knowing that the neko likes to keep himself busy.
Suddenly, Claude shakes his head slowly as if in disbelief. "It's been six months," he mutters before smiling. "And Hilary is still squealing over the cuteness."
Kai laughs as he recalls the way ultimate fan girl Hilary found out about Claude's relationship with Ray. While heading towards the local book store to pick up her weekly gossip magazines, she stumbled across the two on a date. Hiding in the bushes with her trusty camera phone, she managed to capture a kiss between the two and immediately began squealing loudly.
The sentences of; 'Oh my god!' and 'So cute!' were heard all over town.
"I know what you mean," Kai says with a smile of his own. "Miguel and I have a following fan base of Yaoi fan girls. I swear, they're everywhere."
"And they always have their cameras," Claude adds with a chuckle. "How many pictures do they need?"
Kai simply laughs.
"So," Claude says as he leans his elbow on the table to look directly at Kai. "How are things between the newlyweds?"
A smile spreads across Kai's lip, knowing all too well who Claude is referring to. "Miguel and I couldn't be better," he answers honestly. "All the packing boxes have been unpack so we've officially moved in."
"It's your anniversary soon, isn't it?"
"Tomorrow, actually," Kai tells him.
"A year, huh?" Claude mutters. "Are you two planning anything?"
"Spending the whole day together," Kai explains. "Taking off for the day to spend some quality time together."
A sly smile appears on Claude's lips. "Heading to your seaside cabin again?"
A blush settles upon Kai's cheeks and he smiles shyly. Miguel's birthday was a few weeks ago and he surprised the blonde by taking him to his persona and secluded seaside holiday home. They spent the entire day merely enjoying each other's company, when that night Kai gave Miguel his birthday present.
Himself.
Several times.
They came back to the city the next day practically glowing! Tired, but very happy.
"I suppose so," Kai coughs with embarrassment into his hand.
Sensing his friend's discomfort, Claude casually glances down at the menu in front of him. "How are things on the Tyson front?"
"Tyson has grown so much over the past six months," Kai tells him. "It's amazing."
"I think Kane has something to do with it," Claude smiles.
"I think so, too," Kai adds softly. "A real dragon tamer, that one."
A few days after the scene in the park between himself, Miguel and Tyson, the world champion began disappearing daily. Of course, Ray noticed and soon his curiosity got the better of him, like it always does. He was convinced that Tyson seemed a little too happy and anxious. So he decides to do what he calls a little investigating. It seems his experiences in the past has done nothing to damper Ray's thirst for knowledge. And he just had to drag someone along.
And that someone had to be Kai himself.
The two had discreetly followed -well, Ray dragging Kai kicking and fighting all the way behind him- their teammate to the park and were both startled to learn that the person Tyson was seeing is Kane, a blader they haven't seen for a few years.
It soon became a daily ritual. The two would meet up at the end of each day and talk, this time Kane doing most of the talking. And the most surprisingly thing is, their conversation wasn't about Beyblade, food or Tyson being the world champion.
Kai will admit that the thought that Tyson was only doing this to prove him wrong crossed his mind, but he soon realizes the genuine interest from Tyson and the fact that Kane was more than willing to put Tyson in his place if ever he should become too rowdy convinced Kai that he should be proud that his loud and arrogant teammate is starting to grow up.
"I'm surprised that there is someone out there that has more patience than you," Claude says, snapping Kai out of his thoughts.
"I don't know," Kai shrugs. "I never really had that much patience for him, you know? Anyway, I'm glad that Tyson and Oliver are friends again."
"Yes, only took Tyson about a month and a half to find the courage to apologize."
Indeed it did. He tried a few times, walking up to the Frenchman and asking for a minute with him only to laugh nervously and take off like a shot. It happened a few times a day and it was frustrating Oliver to no end.
Finally, Kai himself had to grab his young teammate by the scruff of his shirt and drag him towards the green hair youth. After much stuttering and incoherent words, Tyson managed a heartfelt apology, surprising Oliver and even himself.
"Even if he still doesn't quite understand what he's apologizing for," Kai mutters.
"He still apologized," Claude is quick to point out. "So that's the main thing."
"True," Kai nods as he leans his elbow against the table and rest his chin in the palm of his hand. "And the fact that Oliver is now dating Max helps him to forgive any misgivings."
Never being the one to bear a grudge longer than a few hours, Oliver accepts Tyson's apology, but tells him that he no longer has feelings for him. He has feelings for someone else.
And that someone is none other than Max.
The friendly blonde followed Oliver out of the cinema that fateful day where everyone found out what has really been going on. Kai isn't exactly certain what went on between them that day. Whenever he or anyone else question the two, Oliver would blush and laugh softly where Max would simply grin and wink, saying that it was his little secret.
They certainly know how to provoke someone's curiosity.
Of course, it's driving Ray bonkers.
"How are Max and Oliver doing?" Claude asks, once again pulling Kai out of his musings. "The last time I heard Max was staying in France for a while."
"They're doing really well," Kai replies as he takes a sip from his complimentary glass of ice cool water. "Oliver is teaching Max how to cook, while Max is showing Oliver that the most beautiful things happen in nature."
Max has always liked the outdoors, often spending a weekend with his father simply hiking through the great outdoors. He loves spring and summer out of all the seasons. They're the most vibrant and playful, just like Max's true personality.
Oliver has taken a liking to painting landscapes, preferring to sit outside and paint. His life like paintings are now legendary in France and he is holding a charity event, auctioning some of his work.
An event both youths had their hands in.
"So, I guess everything worked out in the end," Claude says, looking somewhat content where his life is now heading.
"I guess so," Kai returns the look, but suddenly shakes his head. "But lets hope it doesn't happen again."
Claude nods slowly. "There were enough accusations being thrown around that could rival the longest running day time soap opera."
Kai gives him a sly smile. "Never mind the fact that most of them were true."
Ta da! Another fic over and complete. Off to the next one! There's no rest for the wicked here.
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