I’m still using the Japanese-version names (lalalalalala!).

Disclaimer: I don’t own Beyblade.

 

The Grumbling Room: Chapter 8

 

 Rei was sitting one a chair, several meters away from Boris. His hair was still being held by Yuri.

-         Okay, I know. No fighting in the Realm of Complaining Characters. – he muttered.

-         Maybe we should change the topic? – suggested Kai, remaining stoic as usual.

-         Rape fics? – proposed Kiki.

-         Yeah... – snorted Yuri. – So, I get raped. By Balkov, by Kai, by Boris and by Voltaire Hiwatari. Sheesh! I not only have ‘Hurt me’ written on my forehead, but it seems I also have ‘Rape me!’ on my ass.

-         Well, I get raped too. – growled Kai. – By Balkov, by Rei and by my grandfather. Really, I thought I didn’t act like a rape victim!

-         Hey! I get raped by you. – chimed Rei in. – You’d think this is a bit too much.

-         I’d say I’m more of a seme than you. – the tattooed teenager sighed. – But that doesn’t make me want to rape you.

-         Seme? – Ivan looked at the Bladebraker quizzically. – What’s a seme?

-         Seme is the dominating guy in yaoi stories. – explained Takao. – Uke is the... ‘weaker’ one. But, I can beat you all! There was a story where I got raped by my dad. And enjoyed it. – he shook his head. – Some people are sick.

-         Yep. – nodded Rei.

-         Say, doesn’t Max get raped awfully often? – asked Kiki.

-         In the past not to mention. – giggled Takao. – He’s another person, who doesn’t act like a rape victim in any way.

-         You can’t play ‘happy, cheerful and over-active’ so well, if you got raped. – sighed the other Bladebraker. -  Basic psychology... Oh Boris? – he smirked – Don’t you have anything to say?

-         I don’t like rape fics. – answered the lavender-haired beyblader indifferently.

-         He’ll drive us all nuts one day. – sighed Ivan.

-         What about Raped-Sues? – piped Kiki in.

-         UN-RE-AL-IS-TIC! – huffed Kai. – If somebody gets raped, than he’s afraid of other people. And he wouldn’t let anyone near – physically and emotionally, not to mention throw themselves in the arms of a complete strangers, like most Mary-Sues do. Human psychology is complicated people, so why do you insist on messing around with it?

 Yuri had been staring for a good while at his clothes.

-         I wish, I had some different clothes... – he sighed. – Those are awful.

-         You were drawn by a Japanese and they have a peculiar taste for clothing. – said Kiki.- Look at Kai. – the Japanese teenager gave him a baffled look.

-         Huh? – Takao also looked surprised. – If you think his cloths are so strange, than you should see some girls. But I’d like a better chara-designer too. That one made me look fat.

-         You’re complaining? – snorted Ivan. – Look at my nose!

-         At least your hair looks normal. – growled the captain of the Demolition Boys. – What am I supposed to say?

-         Bah! At least your hair looks clean... – muttered Boris.

-         Well, at least none of us looks as bad as Sergey. – shrugged the smallest Demolition Boy.

-         Now you sound like a bunch of girls! – giggled Takao. – Which reminded me of the ‘hate-to-love’ stories. Really, I know: There’s a thin line between love and hate. But it doesn’t always work like this.

-         Yep, it usually turns into an obsession – and a bad one, if it does changes into anything. – shrugged Kai.

-         Some people should start reading decent books. – snorted Yuri. – Watching too many movies limits your imagination.

-         Too many cheesy ‘romantic’ movies, you mean. – Boris shifted and winced, as the mere thought of such production were disgusting and painful to him – well, probably, it was.

-         Wonder what would happen, if Rei got paired with Lei? – wondered Kiki. The Chinese Bladebraker whacked him in the head.

-         They would stare at Mao’s ‘eyes’. – laughed Takao and promptly received a punch from a very annoyed and blushing Rei.

-         Would you please leave my sexual life alone? – he growled.

-         Gao is asexual. – stated Kai, ignoring his teammate. – So it leaves Kiki.

-         Come on, I’m too mean for him! – the green-haired White Tiger yelled. – Besides he likes Rai more... Well, and there is Mao of course. He is ‘her Rei’ after all.

-         What about the over-active kid?... Max. – suggested Boris.

-         They didn’t seem to be that tight. – Kai answered indifferently.

-         Plus, as my fearless leader says, Max is only capable of bouncing on a bed. – piped Takao in, trying to imitate his captain. The gray-blue-haired boy glared at him threateningly.

-         Weeeell, if you want a ridiculous pairing to discuss than how about me and the Dark Bladers? Or the Majestics? – said Rei, sounding slightly annoyed.

-         Who would date a vampire? – wondered Ivan.

-         A vampire-wannabe. – answered Boris.

-         Same goes for the werewolf... – added Kai. – And going out with the mummy would be necrophilia.

-         And we don’t really know what the Frankenstein-wannabe is. – snorted Ivan.

-         The Frankenstein’s monster was an animated corpse in the original. – Rei chimed in. – An animated patchwork of bodies – to be frank. So dating him would be similar to dating a zombie. Eeew!

-         You know, it would be quite out of character to date some of those people. – said Kiki. – I mean, Rai?! Gay? This isn’t him!

-         Actually, I don’t understand how some people manage to get us so OOC. – sighed the long-nosed Demolition Boy.

-         Yep, I’m nowhere wimpy in the show. – huffed Yuri. – And I wish people would remember he is the worst of us. – he pointed at Boris. The lavender-haired beyblader gave him a queer look.

-         I’m eeviiiiiiil! – he screeched.

-         You’re mocking me! – snaped the red-head. His compatriot looked at him boredly.

-         They forget what a temper you have. – he said impassively. – I was only trying to show it.

-         Hey Yuri! – Ivan hopped up, distracting his captain. – Well, they get at least one thing right – Boris is the angstiest of us all.

-         Gah! How I hate those! – barked the lavender-haired boy. – I’M NOT A WIMP! (And they write so they can hug me! Couldn’t it be a snog or something like that?)

-         What’s wrong with hugging? – Rei gave him a surprised look. – You know Mao... mpf?..

-         Please, we know you like her, but none of as has a gi... a friend with boobs her size, who’d ‘hug’ us. So don’t brag. – said Ivan, while holding a hand at the long-haired Chinese mouth. The yellow-eyed Bladebraker blushed.

-         Hugging is for the weak! – announced Boris, his arms crossed over his chest.

-         Wufei? – Takao blinked several times. – Did Wufei take over his body?

-         Ask him, if women are weak. – suggested Kai. The Demolition Boys, Kiki and Rei gaped.

-         What are you talking about? – asked Kiki, perplexed.

-         And who’s Wufei? – piped Rei in. To their shock both Takao and Kai got a dreamy, stary-eyed look.

-         Gundam... – they cooed. That however didn’t explain anything for the beybladers not from Japan.

-         It’s the greatest anime series, ever! – exclaimed the smaller Bladebraker.

-         Several generations grew up watching it. – filled Kai in.

-         The person we mentioned is from on of the second latest series – Gundam Wing. – added Takao.

-         Okay. – said Rei. – That’s enough.

 

T.B.C.

 

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