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Makoto squeezed Max closer for a moment, then stepped back and clutched both of Max’s hands in his smaller ones, looking up at his uncle with single-minded determination. “You can stay with us! Dad would love to have you there, and so would i! You can stay as long as you need to until you don’t feel lonely anymore! And besides—" He thrust his hand into his pocket and drew out his Dragoon. “Don’t forget Draciel. As long as we have our Bitbeasts, we always have a friend with us- right?" he grinned encouragingly.
Makotos mouth dropped open slightly, silent for a moment as he processed the new information. “You were dating? But you told me your roommate was…oh. Oh!" Understanding bloomed on Makotos face.
Max smiled softly. “Makoto…I can;t leave the shop unattended. It’s not like a normal house, you know." He smiled at the mention of Draciel and nodded. “Yeah…but sometimes you need physical contact." He slowly nodded. “Yeah…."
"Oh. Right." Makoto frowned. “Then…then i’ll stay here!" he declared. “I can help out around the shop, and keep you company, and i can sleep on the sofa or in the bathtub, and i’ll go home for meals and stuff, so you won’t have to spend any extra money!"
He made a sympathetic little noise and dove forward, wrapping his arms around Max’s middle again, clinging tightly and nuzzling his cheek against Max’s chest.
"I don’t know much about dating, but i know you’re the nicest, friendliest, most caring person i know, and that guy must’ve turned into a stupid jerk not to realize that!" he huffed. Who in the world would want to hurt Uncle Max?!
Max blinked several times. He didn’t quite understand wy Makoto was so adiment. “Are you sure about this?" he asked. “I mean, you really don’t have to do this, makoto…" At the hug, he hugged the teen back without hesitation. He gave a small, sad smile. “Let’s just say…Uncle Max talked about the Bladebreakers too much…"
"Sure i’m sure! And I know i don’t have to, i want to!" Makoto replied, with the air of a parent explaining something obvious to a child. “Besides, it’ll be cool working in the hobby shop, and Dad’ll be happy i have something to do." he beamed. “And i can learn all about different beyblades and parts, and gain a strategic advantage!" he grinned devilishly, pronouncing it ‘strateegic advanteej’, in a purposefully, not-quite, French accent; for no other reason than for laughs. Takao seemed to think that Makoto had inherited some of his Grandpas weird sense of humour.
Makoto stepped back and frowned as he digested this new information. “But, they’re your friends- you were missing them, obviously. Didn’t he try to…i dunno, try to comfort you at all? Or say to you that you were talking about them too much? Those trashy magazines Aunt Hilary leaves around our house when she visits, they always say that ‘it’s very important that couples communicate’." he recited. Not that he really read those magazines, but Rin often enjoyed reading bits aloud when she got her hands on them. Makoto had ended up with braided hair and coral-pink painted nails the last time she had read through a section about makeovers.
He chuckled, mussing Makoto's head. "Whatever you wanna do, kiddo." He moved to the kitchen. "So, what do you want to eat?"
He sighed. "We tried to talk it out, but truth is, he never liked them. So it made it really difficult..." It probably didn't help that he had feelings for a certain chinese blader... He sighed and rubbed the back of his head.
Makoto squeezed Max closer for a moment, then stepped back and clutched both of Max’s hands in his smaller ones, looking up at his uncle with single-minded determination. “You can stay with us! Dad would love to have you there, and so would i! You can stay as long as you need to until you don’t feel lonely anymore! And besides—" He thrust his hand into his pocket and drew out his Dragoon. “Don’t forget Draciel. As long as we have our Bitbeasts, we always have a friend with us- right?" he grinned encouragingly.
Makotos mouth dropped open slightly, silent for a moment as he processed the new information. “You were dating? But you told me your roommate was…oh. Oh!" Understanding bloomed on Makotos face.
Max smiled softly. “Makoto…I can;t leave the shop unattended. It’s not like a normal house, you know." He smiled at the mention of Draciel and nodded. “Yeah…but sometimes you need physical contact." He slowly nodded. “Yeah…."
"Oh. Right." Makoto frowned. “Then…then i’ll stay here!" he declared. “I can help out around the shop, and keep you company, and i can sleep on the sofa or in the bathtub, and i’ll go home for meals and stuff, so you won’t have to spend any extra money!"
He made a sympathetic little noise and dove forward, wrapping his arms around Max’s middle again, clinging tightly and nuzzling his cheek against Max’s chest.
"I don’t know much about dating, but i know you’re the nicest, friendliest, most caring person i know, and that guy must’ve turned into a stupid jerk not to realize that!" he huffed. Who in the world would want to hurt Uncle Max?!
Max blinked several times. He didn't quite understand wy Makoto was so adiment. "Are you sure about this?" he asked. "I mean, you really don't have to do this, makoto..." At the hug, he hugged the teen back without hesitation. He gave a small, sad smile. "Let's just say...Uncle Max talked about the Bladebreakers too much..."
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Max nodded a little. “yeah…Dad’s been gone for a few weeks…and I’ve been here alone."
Kai just gazed at him for a moment before nodding in understanding and glancing away. He could understand the loneliness. However unlike Max, he was used to it. Max didn’t seem like the type though.
Max tried to shrug off the feeling of loniless the house eminated, bustling around to the kitchen. "Make yourself at home, Kai!"
Mizuhara Max from Beyblade : D
All these fanarts I’ve seen made me wanna try to draw one too XD

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The More Things Change|| CLOSED
Honestly, it meant more to the blond than anyone would ever understood. He half dragged kai back to his dad’s old shop, unlocking the doors and inviting kai inside. The building had an…almost eerie silent atmosphere.
Kai blinked as he was practically dragged inside, glancing around and frowning a bit. Takao had dragged him here now and then himself after all… but it had never been quite this… quiet before. “It’s far more quiet then usual…." He stated rather calmly then. It was almost… creepy.
Max nodded a little. "yeah...Dad's been gone for a few weeks...and I've been here alone."
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Max grinned widely. “Great! Oh man, this is going to be great! It’s going to be so nice to have someone over!" A part of him hoped that Kai wouldn’t ask. He doubted the Russian would though, he never was one to pry. Max chuckled, grabbing Kai’s and and tugging on him. “C’mon!"
Kai blinked at that, giving a small yelp of surprise. “Well… aren’t you excitable today…" He mumbled. Did it really mean that much to the blond that he simply have dinner over at his house…?? He wasn’t sure he understood but… he’d found it was usually better if one didn’t question these things.
Honestly, it meant more to the blond than anyone would ever understood. He half dragged kai back to his dad's old shop, unlocking the doors and inviting kai inside. The building had an...almost eerie silent atmosphere.
"Yeah, i could…kinda tell." Makoto admitted, hunching down to delicately pluck one of the larger fragments from the ground. He glanced at Max’s bandages and swallowed. Blood made Makoto feel highly uncomfortable. He didn’t faint or scream or anything wussy like that- scratches and small superficial cuts were fine, and he loved gory horror movies as much as one could love the terrifying enjoyment of a flickering screen of a for one and half hours, but seeing the bright red, metallic-smelling, viscous fluid flowing for real? Nuh-uh. No way.
Luckily, the wraps were clean.
Makoto scrunched one eye shut and looked at Max through the shard. Thin spider-web cracks zigzagged through the glass, making the world look like a crazy jigsaw puzzle. He tried not to notice how fit his uncles bare torso really was, underneath that baggy shirt, or the fact he now knew that Max had a small smattering of freckles down his back. “Do you…are you sure you don’t want to talk about it?" he asked carefully. “It might make you feel better, to get it out." he added.
Talking it out probably would have done Max some good, and he was aware of that. But… “I don’t want to put the burden on you, Makoto," he finally replied, standing with the shards of glass placed gingerly in his hands. “It’s nothing you need to worry about, just some personal matters." No, he didn’t want to worry the kid more than he was sure he already had.
He then smiled at the other. “Grab that bucket and come inside. No reason to stay out here any longer than necessary, yeah?" Besides, he needed to call the window replacement place.
Makoto grabbed the bucket and trudged after Max, muttering to himself about “stinking secrets" and “not a kid anymore", while he tried to balance the bucket of water on his head and walk at the same time. He wished Max hadn’t used the word ‘personal’. Now he’d feel scummy if he tried to pry further, and dammit Max probably knew that. He set the bucket down harder than necessary, making it slop over the sides, and stomped over to Max, wrapping his arms around the blonds middle and burying his face between his freckled shoulder blades stubbornly.
"I’d rather be burdened with trying to help my uncle feel better, than be burdened with knowing he’s unhappy and not being able to do anything about it." he mumbled against the warm skin, feeling too affectionate and worried for Max to bother with feeling embarrassed. “It doesn’t havta be me, you don’t have to tell me. But will you at least find someone to talk to about whatevers bothering you?"
Max remained silent for a long time, listening to the mumbles that came from Makoto. He felt bad, knowing the kid was worried. He sighed, before turning slightly and hugging the teen back. “Look…" His voice was soft, understanding. “I’m just….very lonely. I came here to be with my dad and…he left. My room mate and I were actually dating and we had a messy breakup. It just all turned into a really messy situation."
Makoto squeezed Max closer for a moment, then stepped back and clutched both of Max’s hands in his smaller ones, looking up at his uncle with single-minded determination. “You can stay with us! Dad would love to have you there, and so would i! You can stay as long as you need to until you don’t feel lonely anymore! And besides—" He thrust his hand into his pocket and drew out his Dragoon. “Don’t forget Draciel. As long as we have our Bitbeasts, we always have a friend with us- right?" he grinned encouragingly.
Makotos mouth dropped open slightly, silent for a moment as he processed the new information. “You were dating? But you told me your roommate was…oh. Oh!" Understanding bloomed on Makotos face.
Max smiled softly. "Makoto...I can;t leave the shop unattended. It's not like a normal house, you know." He smiled at the mention of Draciel and nodded. "Yeah...but sometimes you need physical contact." He slowly nodded. "Yeah...."
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