I’m using
the Japanese-version names:
Takao =
Tyson
Rei = Ray
Kenny =
Kyouju
Disclaimer:
If I’d own Beyblade, it’d be very different.
What Takao didn’t like.
There we were – me and my team in a train from
Wonder what are we going to eat?.. Ugh. It’s
‘IT’. I think, I need a barf-beg. I am not eating this! No way. Uh… uh.
‘What’s wrong Kai?’ Takao asked. The worst
food you could possibly imagine is lying before my nose in its full glory,
that’s what.
‘I’m not hungry.’ Congratulations Kai, this
was THE answer –diplomatic and obscure. Plus it sounded like me. I must never
forget to be manly, frightening and distant around those so called ‘teammates’
of mine… Although I have no idea what it does have to do with eating. Wait a
sec Kai – you shouldn’t doubt your logic. Your logic is very logical. What am I
saying? It’s the most logical logic in the whole world.
‘Oh!’ The biggest stomach in the whole galaxy
grinned happily – he obviously didn’t know anything about ‘IT’. ‘Does that mean
I can it your portion?’
‘Yes.’ Yes! I love you, Kinomiya!.. I didn’t
grin, did I? He must not know, I don’t like macaroni with fruit.
He grinned – poor ignorant soul –, took
spoon-full and stuffed it to his mouth. And than he turned all gray.
‘I don’t think, I’m hungry either.’ He
mumbled, giving the plate a look of pure unmasked disgust. Rei’s and Max’ eyes
almost popped out of their sockets, while Kyouju almost fainted. I must have
made a similarly stupid face.
‘Hey, I don’t have to like everything!’ Takao
yelled indignantly. ‘I’m just a growing boy!’
I wonder
how I survived so long around him? But the fact that he likes ‘IT’ actually
shows that he might have a brain, after all. Not that I’m going to tell him. He
might get to full of himself…
A/N
Here’s Kai’s POV!
This time I wrote it, just because. No special
reasons behind it.
One thing though – don’t tell me Takao is
stupid, ‘k? I like him!