Disclaimer: I don’t own Beyblade, if I did, I won’t be writing fanfics now, won’t I?

A/N : First-ever Beyblade fic, Kai/?? (it’s a surprise). I’m tired of Kai/Rei fics (there must be hundreds of ‘em), so I decided to write something different. It has YAOI! Meaning male/male relationships! Don’t like? Don’t read! And No Flames!

What can I say?

I’m on a team full of jerks.

Tyson’s an over-confident brat.

Kenny’s a dork.

Max’s a kid on a sugar-high.

Rei’s such a pussy.

What did I ever do to deserve this?

Why am I surrounded by immature beybladers?

Why does my life stink, oh so badly?!

Why am I putting myself through all this torture?!

“Hey, just a suggestion, try smiling just once in a while!” Max gave me his mongoloid grin that I would just love wiping out with my fist. “Max’s right, Kai, cheer up!” Oh God, Rei just touched me! Is this bastard gay?! That’s just peachy! Now I have a fag to worry about.

“Leave me alone…”

“But—Kai! We’re a team!” Oh great, now Tyson’s going to say something about *friendship*, I feel like I’m in a Brady Bunch movie.

“Shut up.”

“Wa!”

Ah, much better. That’ll shut their mouths for a while.

“W-wait!”

“Huh?”

What now?