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 =
Kiki =
Kevin
Ralf =
Robert
Giancarlo = Enrique
Yuri = Tala
Ivan = Ian
Sergey =
Spencer
Boris =
Disclaimer: I don’t own Beyblade and X. Miaka, Alexei and Shinobu are mine.<…> means that someone is speaking in Japanese.
Kai’s Birthday: Chapter 22
The beybladers were coming back to the their homes or the hotels they were staying in. Some of them have been found worthy of carrying the shopping for the girls. Rei and Rai were holding thousands of small packages, begs and beggies. Gao was carrying a mini fridge, which worked for batteries and Kiki had an insanely big pink and white fan.
They weren’t the only ones, who had to experience joy of carrying someone’s shopping – all “All Starz” and Max were dragging whatever Emily bought – and that was A LOT. Yuri meanwhile had a large pile of stuffed foxes of various sizes and shapes in his hands.
- What do you need those for? – he asked for maybe the ninetieth time.
- They’re cute. – chipped Miaka. The redhead nodded as if it was the most logical answer on earth.
Shinobu seemed confused by all that, while Kai slapped his forehead. Takao stopped chatting with Max for a moment – just enough to give his captain a quizzical glance. The other boy shrugged in a ‘Never mind’ fashion.
Kyouju didn’t pay attention to their trivial antics and chatter. He had to plan his revenge after all. It would be terrifying, bloody – no one the second thought better not, he didn’t like blood. So he’s vengeance would be terrifying, not-bloody and would involve the Ultimate Death Round (from top view of course) Beyblade of Doom – which brought him back to the new bit beast. Why didn’t he know what was its name? Every owner of a bitbeast knew what its name was!
Suddenly, he bumped into someone’s back. He raised his head, only to meat Boris’ cold glare.
- Watch, where you’re walking, nerd. – the lavender-haired teen growled. He turned around on his heel and barked something in Russian to Ivan, who quickly answered, sounding extremely sarcastic. The small Japanese face darkened. He had to start building his beyblade soon.
Kyouju was sitting in his room, working on his Ultimate Beyblade of Doom. It wasn’t easy – not in his hose. It wasn’t that his parents were bad – no. It was his older sister. She decided to seat on the floor and observe, what he was doing, commenting from time to time how boring he was. She had always been like that – superior, arrogant and much more interesting than he was. The kids at school had liked her, the students on university as well. She also had a job since she was sixteen and a good one.
- This is boring. – she yawned right now. – Why are you so boring, brother?
He remained quiet.
- It’s because, you occupy yourself with trivial things, like this. – she pointed at his unfinished beyblade. Her voice could rival Boris’ when it came to being emotionless. – This is the only thing worth of any interest. – she pointed at his laptop. – Computers are the future.
He didn’t respond.
- You don’t want to answer, ey brother? – she smiled pleasantly, but she still sounded so very inhuman – as if she didn’t care what he thought or felt - and stood up. – Bye, bye brother! Have fun playing with your toys. – she said sarcastically.
- Do you think I’m nerdy? – he finally asked. His sister whirled around and gave him a look reserved for annoying and not-to-bright children.
- You are the epitome of nerdiness. – she snorted. – You’d better get a life… Or at least start wearing normal clothes.
With that final comment she left the room. It was easy for her to talk – she wasn’t only smart. No, she was also very good looking – with delicate features and a bosom, which Mao would probably have when she’d reach his sisters age. Even the glasses she wore managed to make this annoying young woman only look smarter.
He sighed. Why was he always the waste, the second rate?
Yuri felt out of place. No wonder, that. Miaka’s room wasn’t a place where a captain of very dangerous team would fit. It was, well, cute and full of stuffed foxes, toy-foxes and figurines of half-foxes, half-humans. There were also two photos – one probably of Kai and Miaka’s class – there was a group of uniform-clad teenagers, mostly smiling happily. Kai stood slightly on the side, his face stern, while Miaka was squished between two bigger girls. This obviously didn’t bother her – she was grinning as bright as ever. The other photo featured a tiny black-haired girl, maybe five years old and an elegant gentleman.
- That’s my daddy. – the girl grinned proudly.
- What’s with your mother?
- They aren’t married, so I don’t keep her pictures out here. – the small Japanese shrugged and cocked her head to the side. – Thank you for bringing those here. – she pointed at the stuffed foxes she bought that day.
- … No problem. – the redhead answered, something in his demeanour showing that he didn’t exactly know what to say. It wasn’t very surprising – the Balkov Abby, where he grew up, was supposed to teach him how to use a beyblade, not how to talk with girls.
- You want something to drink? To eat? – Miaka asked suddenly.
- …I guess, I could eat something…
- Sure. – the black-haired girl bounced up and dashed somewhere, leaving the Russian to alone in her room. It did look alien to him – the Abby was dark and this place was bright and colourful. It was cheerful, like its inhabitant. He looked around and a chessboard immediately caught his eye. Instead of normal chess figures there were models of some robots.
“That’s weird.” The redhead thought. “I hope, she won’t try to teach me how to play shogi again… Loosing so much is embarrassing.”
- Yu-chan? You want to try those? – Miaka came back, with a plate of something that looked like lumps made of rice. The captain of the Demolition Boys took one and started munching.
- Nice. – he said. The small girl immediately grinned.
- Kai says I shouldn’t make them sweet.
- Oh?
- The original receipt says they should be salty. – the girl grinned. – These are onigiri – you translate to rice balls.
Yuri ate another one.
- They look more like lumps. – he observed.
- Kai calls them rice lumps…
The blue-eyed teenager arched his eyebrow.
- Well, I like them. – he said with an air of finality. Miaka grinned and kissed his cheek – and that was when he got confused again.
Rei sighed. He finally managed to convince Kiki and Rai to get away. The first one was probably curious and wanted to pull something of, while Rai’s protective instincts had kicked in again. It was really hard to bear sometimes – his childhood friend sometimes acted as if he expected Rei to jump on Mao and rape her. As if he would ever try to hurt her!
Mao giggled. Rai acted sometimes as if he didn’t know, she was no fragile flower, which needed to be looked after all the time and Rei got too annoyed about it. Poor thing, she’d have to cheer him up. Not that it was bad…
- Rei? – she asked. – You shouldn’t get so worked up about Rai, he’s only trying to protect me.
- From what??
- He’s just over-protective – you have to get used to it.
- But I wouldn’t ever dream of hurting you! – the black-haired Bladebreaker exclaimed. She shook her head.
- It’s not like that. It’s not you who’s the problem, it’s him. – she sighed. – Rai doesn’t understand I don’t need his protection. For him I’m a little helpless girl.
- You? – Rei gaped. – Helpless?
- Yeah, hard to believe, isn’t it? – she gave him an amused look. The ex-White Tiger sniggered.
- It is. It sure is…
- Umm… Rei? You will be there for me? – suddenly Mao’s expression changed – she was serious and blushed slightly.
- … Mao?… - the black-haired Chinese gave the girl a surprised look. – Why are you asking?
She didn’t respond, only blushed more. Then something in his mind ‘clicked’ and he turned red as beetroot.
- …Sure… I always will. You don’t have to ask about this anymore… - he placed his hand on hers.
A/N
Kyouju’s sister is a character from X – I don’t own her and I didn’t create her. I’m not telling which one – but she’s evil.
The robots on Miaka’s chessboard are Gundams. If you want to know which exactly… tell me! ^_^