I’m still using the Japanese-version names.

Boris = Bryan

Sergey = Spencer

Disclaimer: I don’t own Beyblade.

 

The Grumbling Room: Chapter 7

 

 When Takao, Kai, Kiki, Yuri and Ivan entered the Room somebody was already there.  The person had pale skin, pale lavender hair and eyes. It was Boris.

-         Boris?! – the two Bladebrakers exclaimed in unison.

-         No, the happy, little fairy. – snorted the Demolition Boy.

-         What are you doing here? – demanded, or rather hissed Kiki.

-         Wondering, why people write ‘long lost child’ fics. – answered the Russian.

-         Could you say it a bit more clearly? – asked Yuri.

-         The stories, in which somebody’s parent, mainly his, - the violet-haired teenager pointed at Kai. – shows up and wants to take his/her ‘baby’ home and live happily ever after. And the ‘baby’ jumps in the parents arms happily... Blah! Clear enough?

-         Oh, you mean those! – said Ivan. – Well, if anybody appeared, claiming to be my parent, I would think he wants money.

-         Ditto! – agreed Kai.

-         This was precisely my point. – impassively stated Boris, his gaze never living the wall in front of him. – Nobody would trust somebody who’d say this, unless he’s a complete prat.

-         That reminded me of the Long-Lost-Sister/Cousin/Grandmother’s Daughter’s Aunt’s Friend’s Father’s Brother’s Colleague’s Niece-Sue. – said Kai.

-         Now this is ridiculous! – laughed out Takao. – If I or Max, or Kyouju had a sibling, you’d have heard about it earlier – in the show, not to mention. Well, maybe not about Kyouju’s.

-         While we probably are the long lost brothers or children. – growled Yuri. – But this doesn’t seem to be so obvious.

-         And of course somebody is bound to ‘fall in love’ on the spot. – sighed Kiki.

-         And if it’s me, I get sappy and whinny. – snorted Kai.

-         Well, they change me into wimp too. – snarled the red-head. – And they make him – he pointed at Boris. – show positive emotions.

-         Boring. – announced the aforementioned beyblader. – I wonder, if they’d ever pair me up with him. – he motioned in Takao’s direction. The blue-haired boy turned pale and jumped behind Kai.

-         I don’t want to! – he squeaked.

-         Who would? – asked Kai, rolling his eyes. Boris turned his look at him and they both stared at each other, their faces cold and emotionless. Yuri shuddered, after observing them for a while and exchanged glances with Takao. The captain of Demolition Boys tapped his teammate in the shoulder, while Takao started tickling the grey-blue-haired boy.

-         Stop it, you idiot! – shouted Kai, while trying not to laugh. Boris just glared at his captain.

-         Well, then maybe Sergey? – piped Ivan in.

-         What do you mean? – Kiki gave him a confused look.

-         Sergey and Takao. – answered the small Russian.

-         Why? – inquired the White Tiger.

-         Because it makes as much sense as Boris/Takao. They never talked to each other, or anything. – the long-nosed boy said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

-         I’d suggest the Majestics/Takao than. – answered Kiki with a devious glint in his eyes – or rather in the eye, which wasn’t obscured by his fringe.

-         All of them at once?! – gasped Ivan. The green-haired nekojin shrugged.

-         If you want... – he winked suggestively and observed with amusement as the blue-haired Demolition Boy gaped, perplexed, at him. – I was joking, don’t worry. Actually, I have trouble imagining that playboy Enrique hitting on anybody without breasts.

-         Well, the Olivier-guy is androgynous enough... – wondered Ivan. – But than, they didn’t know each other that well.

-         Robert liked him. – added Kiki. – But, I have trouble imagining him keep up with Takao or cope with his sense of humour.

-         Yeah, they wouldn’t understand each other too well. – nodded the tiny Demolition Boy. – So, it leaves Johnny.

-         Er... Did they even talk to each other? – the White Tiger rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

-         Don’t ask me. – answered Ivan. – Some people have an overactive imagination.

-         Oh, Yuri. – Boris gave his captain a considering look. – You seem to like the brat here. – he waved in Takao’s direction, who was busy grinning at a fuming Kai. – And you agree with him suspiciously easy.

-         Really? – growled the red-head. – And I think, you’re overreacting when your personal space is concerned. I only tapped your shoulder and you’re acting as if I tried to beat you!

-         Well, your changing the subject. – drawled the pale boy.

-         Really Boris, the fact that they got to know each other a bit better doesn’t mean anything. – Kai suddenly chimed in.

-         And a handshake after a match is a normal sportsman practice. – added Takao. – It shows you’re not a sore looser.

-         Whatever. – the lavender-haired beyblader shrugged.

-         Don’t bother suggesting me. – said Ivan. – I don’t know him, plus he’d probably consider me too mean.

-         So maybe the American team?.. All Stars. – the other Demolition Boy answered indifferently.

-         Michael is out. – snorted Kai. – He is bound to have a cheerleader girlfriend... Did I say one? That’s another playboy.

-         Eddie or Stave? – wondered Kiki. – They either have girlfriends too, are looking for one or they hang out with each other so much, not because they’re good buddies. And they don’t really know Kid Wonder here.

-         Say, don’t their captain and the girl – Emily get paired too? – wondered Ivan.

-         Well, that makes some sense. They’re in the same team, they know each other. – snorted the red-haired Russian.

-         And that is everything pro. – added the red-eyed Bladeblaker. – Michael wouldn’t keep up with Emily’s brain. He’s way too stupid for her.

-         Jealous? – grinned Takao slyly.

-         No. – answered his captain evenly. – I don’t get this pairing. Me and that flat kid? She’s annoying. Very, very annoying. I’ll leave her to Max.

-         She seemed interested in the episode, with the frozen Russian lake. – Takao nodded.

-         Bajkal. – muttered Kai.

-         What? – the smaller Bladebraker blinked several times.

-         That’s the ‘lakes’ name. – sighed Kai.

-         Wouldn’t he be too... energetic for her? – Yuri raised his eyebrows.

-         Speaking of Max, - piped Kiki in. – you, Max and Kyouju do too many group hugs.

-         I told you Kyouju is asexual. – the captain of the Bladebrakers shook his head. – And Max and Takao would be only capable of bouncing on the bed together... or would get into a pillow fight. 

-         See? See? – Takao stuck his tongue out in Kiki’s direction. The small White Tiger did the same towards the Bladebraker.

-         Oh, Boris, do you remember Rei? – suddenly asked Yuri, trying to sound as innocent as possible.

-         The guy, who beat me in The World Championships, with that overprotective bitbeast – answered the other Demolition Boy.

-         You know, somebody wanted to pair you up with him. – said the red-head triumphantly. The lavender-haired Russian regarded his teammate coldly.

-         So? – he drawled. – As long as he doesn’t beat me, kick me or rape me, I don’t care.

The other beybladers gave him looks of pure despair (Yuri), annoyance mixed with amusement (Kai and Kiki), confusion (Takao) or plain dissatisfaction (Ivan).

-         You know, it would  out of character for Rei to do such a thing? – asked the Bladebraker with the baseball-cap. Suddenly the door opened and a person with impossibly long hair appeared. The figure walked in. It was Rei. He looked around and hissed, when he noticed Boris. Only Yuri’s quick reaction managed to prevent bloodshed – Rei had been caught by his hair and it seemed, that the red-head wasn’t going to let the Chinese go before he calmed down.

          T.B.C.

 

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