I’m using the Japanese-version names.

Takao Kinomiya = Tyson Granger

Kyouju = Kenny/Chief

Rei Kon = Ray

Max Mizuhara = Max Tate

Rai = Lee

Mao = Mariah

Gao = Gary

Kiki = Kevin

Ralf = Robert

Giancarlo = Enrique

Yuri = Tala

Ivan = Ian

Sergey = Spencer

Boris = Bryan

Disclaimer: I don’t own Beyblade, nor do I own X.

 

Kai’s Birthday.

 

  The World Tournament has ended. The ‘good’ teams were still talking about how Takao defeated Yuri and how happy they were Biovolt didn’t take over the world, when suddenly someone almost rammed Kyouju. The person was no other than the captain of the Demolition Boys. After somehow managing not to run over the small boy after all and stopping, he stood a while panting and whizzing.

-         The owner... of Biovolt... Mr. Hiwatari... he’s dead... – he managed to say between gasps. The other baybladers stared at the young Russian, completely shocked.

-         Why are you telling us this? – Lei asked. The captain of the White Tigers definitely didn’t trust the Demolition Boy. Yuri pointed at Takao, who looked around confusedly.

-         Look, this is no answer! – growled Johnny. – Why should we believe you, in the first place? Shouldn’t you be grateful to that old bastard or at least to the Balkov-guy?!

-         For what?! – snapped the Russian red-head. – For feeding and keeping in that Abby?! Giving someone food and a bed, doesn’t equal having them in debt for the rest of their life – especially if you’re like Balkov! We have common business here, you morons! You want to stop Biovolt and me and the others want to get rid of Balkov. You just have to find Hiwatari’s last will, forge it if needed and we keep Balkov occupied. And what the hell are you staring at Kai?!

-         You sounded very much like someone I know. – Kai’s voice sounded disbelieving. However, he was quickly back to his poker-face-state. – Plus, my grandfather is dead – those things are usually a shock. But you wouldn’t know it, would you?

-         Are you in or not? – growled the red-head, obviously having trouble controlling his temper.

-         I have to borrow Dizzy for a moment. – Kai took the computer from his teammates hands. He tipped something, stared at the monitor for a moment and gave it back. – There. – he than glanced at Yuri. - Go back to Balkov. – was said without even looking at the other boy. The captain of the Demolition Boys shrugged and started walking back, when suddenly flames erupted just a few steps before him. He jumped back and stared with disbelieve at the scantily clad women with pinkish hair, who had just appeared. She was good-looking and ‘well-developed’.

-         Which one of you is Kai? – she asked, smiling friendly. Several fingers pointed at the said boy, while several other teenagers (not to mention DJ Jazzmen) were drowning in their drool and staring at her breasts. – Here! – she handed several sheets of paper to the startled teenager. – It’s cold here. Gotta go! – and after saying that, she disappeared in another burst of flames. The beybladers stared a few seconds in utter silence, their faces wearing the expression of complete shock.

-         Kai? – Takao looked at his captain quizzically. – Who was that?

-         Don’t know, I’ll have to ask Kitsuneko later. – the other Bladebraker answered in his monotone way, while checking the documents. – Yuri, go to Balkov.

 The Russian gave Kai a strange look and jogged back.

-         Kai, who is this Kitsuneko? – inquired Takao.

-         A schoolmate, you’ll get to know her. – Kai was still checking the papers. – Now, I like that. It seems my grandfather forgot to change his will and I’m still his heir. And I get everything.

-         Everything? – asked Max.

-         Everything, the Abby too. – said Kai grinning like a shark.

-         I believe it is our duty to help Kai fire Balkov. – stated Ralf.

-         And support him with all possible insults. – added Johnny, as seriously as his teammate.

-         Let’s go! – yelled Takao.

 

 Balkov was pacing through the changing room of Demolition Boys and cursing. Right now he vividly described, what Voltaire Hiwatari had done with a dead fish, some spoons and a broken chair. Needles to say the activities were physically impossible. Sergey was noting down everything the scientist said – you never know, when such things may come in handy.

Yuri slipped in the room.

-         Did he notice? – he asked Ivan.

-         Nah, was to busy cursing. – answered the small boy. – What’s with them?

-         They agreed. – the red-head checked, if Balkov was still to busy cursing to notice what was going on. Suddenly somebody opened the door. It was Kai. He was smirking in a way which reminded Ivan of one scientist when he caught him messing around the computers. The fact that other beybladers followed, didn’t mean anything good, too.

-         Why, hello Mr. Balkov. – said Kai, sounding all too polite. – I have some news for you. Guess who inherited Biovolt and the Abby?... Me. You know what it means? – Balkov looked like someone, who guessed what was going on. His face was red and he glared at the tattooed boy. – You’re fired! – the last sentence, was said with a deep satisfaction after a well done job.

-         This is not the last time you heard of me! – exclaimed the scientist and walked out.

-         He watched too many crappy movies. – commented Eddie.

-         ARGH!!! My accounts! – Balkov’s voice could be heard. – They’re all deleted!

-         How did you get this done? – asked Ivan. Kai shrugged.

-         My classmate’s father is the fiancé of a computer genius – Satsuki Yatouji. I asked this classmate, to ask her to delete Balkov’s all accounts and get the will. – he explained. – Now I wonder, what am I supposed to do with you? – he looked at the Demolition Boys. Before anybody else could respond Takao grabbed his captain’s arm and dragged him to a corner. There he started to talk quietly. They seemed to be discussing something for a while and then Kai turned around.

-         You’re going to Japan with us. No buts. – he announced.

-         But Boris!.. – piped in Max. Kai and Takao looked at each other wearily.

-         That’s a good ‘but’... – sighed Kai.

-         You’re not taking him?! – exclaimed Mao, her pupils narrowed to slits and fangs exposed. – You’ve seen what he has done to Rei!

-         We can’t leave him unattended either... – answered the captain of the Bladebrakers.

-         Someone has to keep an eye on him. – agreed Takao. – How can we know, he doesn’t do anything bad, when we’re in Japan?

-         And who will be responsible for that? Me. – muttered Kai darkly. – He’s going. – He glared at the lavender-haired Russian. – And he’d better be good. – he added threateningly. Boris didn’t seem to be interested or intimidated – he was his usual emotionless self. The other Demolition Boys didn’t look as if they felt responsible for whatever their teammate did, would do in the future or was supposed to do. In a way everybody was satisfied... Well maybe except Boris, but it was all the same, as nobody really knew or cared what he thought or felt – or if he did feel anything at all.

 Takao had, however, a completely different problem.

-         Kai, why didn’t I meet this Kitsuneko in Japan? – he asked. The other Bladebraker looked at him quizzically. – Wasn’t she in the Blade Sharks?

-         No. – answered Kai, as if it were obvious.

-         Why? – Takao stared at his teammate

-         She can’t beyblade. – shrugged the tattooed teenager.

-         Why? – the younger boy still gaped at his captain.

-         Don’t know. – said Kai, showing signs of slight annoyance.

-         Couldn’t you teach her? – interrogated Takao.

-         No. – growled the other boy.

-         Why? – asked the younger Bladebraker.

-         It’s impossible. – said Kai in a very intimidating voice.

-         How do you know? – Takao wasn’t going to give up so easily.

-         I tried. – Kai’s voice was as cold as Siberia.

-         Oh? – the younger boy looked genuinely surprised.

-         She can’t aim. – sighed Kai. – She broke all the windows once, but never managed to get the beyblade in the dish.

-         Oh... – was Takao’s answer. – Why do you hang out with her, than?

-         You’ll know when you meet her... – answered Kai in his usual impassive way.

-         She has big boobs! – guessed Takao, almost sure he was right.

-         No, you moron. – Kai gave him a bored look. – She’s small and flat.

-         If that’s so, so why? – the younger beyblader still wanted his answers.

-         You can ask her personally when you meet her. – stated Kai.

 

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‘Kitsune’ means fox, ‘–ko’ just indicates it’s a girl’s name

 

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