Konnichi wa min'na!!!! (Hello everybody!) I'm baaack! Yay! And now I bring to all you KaiRay lovers out there a new fic starring our beloved couple! XD (I'm hyper; don't know why, but I am so yeah!)

Disclamer: ((Sigh)) I don't own Beyblade characters. Or the song either, which is "I Caugh Fire" by The Used. I recomend you listen to it, it's become one of my favorites! 8D

Important A/N This story goes through pretty much the whole Beyblade seasons. It starts off in the 1st season, which is this chapter. I suggest, if you want to be able to follow along correctly, you always read the A/N's labeled Important, otherwise you may get a tad lost. Oh, yeah, and I haven't been able to watch Beyblade for over--what three years now?--anyway, so obviously I've forgotten most of the details in the episodes! So if I don't get something quite right, do not flame me because of it! Also, I never got the chance to watch G-Rev episodes because they took it off air before I could. So, once again, if I get something wrong, don't flame me because of it! You have been warned!

Now, on with the story. Thankies.

.:: I Caught Fire ::.

.::Chapter One::.

'Oh screw it.' the two-toned haired Russian thought tiredly, kicking the covers off and silently getting up, not wanting to wake his roommate. A glance to the other bed told him he needn't have bothered. With a small frown, he scanned the clock's numbers— 4:32 a.m.—and blew out a breath, gathering his clothes and dressing.

'Now what?' he thought. Another look to his companion's bed made up his mind. He walked out of his room, making no sound as he walked throughout the dojo. He checked every room, but found no one.

His frown growing, he went through the living room. The moon was still out, lighting a small path from the window. Sighing, he walked over to it and opened it quietly, relaxing as a small, cool breeze blew over his cheeks.

A small sight that was not his own caused him to look down. Sitting under a tree in the yard, clad in a plain white T-shirt and loose-fitting black sweat pants, was his roommate. His ebony hair was loose, held back only with a thin red band, his golden eyes gazing at the stars. In his lap lay a white kitten, sleeping soundly, so unlike her companion. His tanned hand stroked her back gently and a small smile rested on his lips.

The Russian hid his surprise, though his friend couldn't see him. He stayed quiet, watching. The Chinese never let his gaze falter from the stars as he sat in silence. The Captain knew he was thinking, having seen the look of slight trouble in those golden orbs many times since they'd met.

The silence stretched on but the Russian never got tired of it, nor of watching his friend. But the same could not be said of the Chinese boy, who knew perfectly well he was being watched and exactly by whom.

"How long," he asked quietly, "do you plan on standing there, watching me?" The Russian blinked, not knowing he'd been discovered. He'd been too absorbed in his thoughts, most of which consisted with him battling himself about how beautiful his companion looked at that time with the moons soft rays cascading onto his tan face, making him look enchanted. He cleared his throat.

"Do you know what time it is?" he changed the subject. The Chinese smiled, still not looking at him. "Yes." He hesitated and looked to the moon. "But you've avoided my question, Kai." His amber eyes flashed in a slightly amused way as he glanced at his stoic Captain. "And I don't like to be ignored."

Kai blinked his crimson eyes. "You were thinking," he finally answered. "I didn't want to interrupt." The boy laughed softly, stirring the kitten awake. Bright, blue eyes blinked hazily at him, questioning why she'd been woken.

"You're observant. Yes, I was thinking."

"What of?" Kai inquired casually.

Gold eyes watched him, amused.

"You care?"

"Ray." Kai growled out.

Ray smirked, mirroring the same one Kai would sometimes give him.

"Nothing important. Don't worry about it. It won't affect my training."

"I should hope not." Kai sniffed, leaning on his elbows. But somehow he knew the Chinese wasn't saying everything. Even so, he decided not to push. Besides he always had had the façade of being a cold heartless bastard—if he started caring now, they'd all notice. Then Tyson Granger would start thinking he could get away with sleeping late or less laps—which reminded him, he needed to get that idiot up.

"Whatever." He grunted, turning. "Get dressed. Practice starts in half an hour."

He saw Ray smile as he shut the window and left.

Mm-kay, so there's the first chappie. Reviews are loved greatly, and Reviewers get cookies! Besides, I need to know if I should continue with this story. (Though I may as well...I hate not finishing stories! XP) Anywho, please, please review!! --Puppy Eyes-- C'mon, you know you love that darling little Review button! XD

-- Miah-Chan