The Pearl of the Sea

Author: Lady Evans Potter.

Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade, or the movie Titanic.

Dedicated to: RobbXmonXLover, who I stole the idea from (with permission). Thank you for helping me figuring out a plot, and for your great help so far. Planning so far has been a great delight, and I can't wait to see how you will write your version of this story, when it will be uploaded. The small parts I've read so far are just teasing me, and I love it.

Author speaking… I mean, writing: I just begun reading Beyblade recently, after I suddenly fell upon the fanfiction The Powers at Bey by TechnoRanma I figured I really should watch the second and third season of Beyblade, as I never had found time to do that before. Thank you to FireKali Chaos for writing such great stories that showed me a way of writing that I hadn't figured out could work.
Also, I am not a native English speaker, and as such I may very easily mix up some words. If you see any such mistakes reading this story, I would love to be told so I can fix it.

Short summary: the ever loved story of the Titanic, written in a future world with the Beyblade characters, and a new twist of kinds… TyKa, ReMa… Dunno of any other pairings that might be important.

Chapter 1

"Yes, we won them!" A dual-haired man exclaimed, and his two friends jumped in delight. Kai, for that was his name, just smiled, and felt like joining them. The three had gotten three tickets to the new ship the Pearl of the Sea that was going on its maiden travel in just a few hours. It was the first ship of its kind, made with the technology to float just about sea surface for a more stable travel across the sea. It was a gigantic ship, with enough room for 3500 passengers, without counting the crew of the ship.

The three who just lost their tickets seemed angry, but that could also be described as one of their usual expressions. The three who lost were from a small gang called the Justice of Five, and were named Brooklyn, Garland and Mystel. The other two leading members had not been interested in leaving Japan by a ship over the Pacific Ocean, and preferred to fly above it. As it were, the five were planning to meet in the US. But now it seemed as if they would fly anyway. Annoying for them, as Garland just kept getting air sick when on air planes.

Kai looked at his two best mates, Tala and Rei. Tala Valkov was a Russian red haired guy who Kai had grown up with, as his parents were friends with Hiwatari Voltaire, Kai's grandfather. His parents were dead due to a car accident a numerous years ago, when Kai himself were just two years old, and therefore he didn't remember them, sadly enough. Tala was going to meet up with his boyfriend Bryan when they came to USA, as he had already been there for some time due to studies. His clothing was white pants and a white and orange sweeter.

Rei Kon on the other hand was a Chinese living in Japan. He had long black hair, which was pulled back in a tie and wrapped up to make it easier to move around without it catching onto everything it passed. He wore black pants, with a Chinese style shirt over it, which was white and gold. He was quite pale too, but not unnaturally so, but something that was really remarkable about him were his eyes, that were golden and had the pupils of a cat.

Hiwatari Kai was as previously mentioned a dual-haired male, his hair two different shades of blue-grey colors. His clothing were not the cheap clothing that might have been expected of someone that was going to travel on the Pearl of the Sea third class, but then again, he and his friends won those tickets in a game of poker. He was dressed in blue cargo pants and a black leather top. Around his neck there was tied a white scarf that split in two on his back. His face was memorizing, with deep crimson eyes and painted blue triangles of his chins. His skin was pale, but still had more color than Tala's, a witness of him not being pure Russian, but also part Japanese. His mother had been pure Japanese, and his father Russian. In honoring his mother, he choose to move to Japan to live in one of the houses his family had inherited from a distant relation, but he still spoke Russian as a part of him growing up there. There were a few others languages he spoke as he traveled, and as English was the primary used language, that was one of them.

This slightly unusual trio picked up the winnings and left the pub where they had been playing. It was not far from the docks the Pearl of the Sea would leave from, and as they had to get the baggage that was at a cheap hotel nearby. Walking fast back to the hotel, they paid for the three-bed room they had been renting and walked up the stairs. In the room it was fairly clean, but still not as good as it would be had they been at a three star hotel. The hotel itself was in great need of renovating, but that was none of their business.

Finding it only four hours before the ship left the docks, they began walking back to the great ship. They went to wait in the queue for checking in and getting their cabin assigned. Looking around, Kai could see there were a great many different kinds of people getting ready to leave Japan, from the richest of the rich and the poorest of the poor, wanting a new life in the US. He, himself, was just out for a bit of fun, and a hope to finally get free from his Grandfather's control.

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Tyson looked down on the crowd waiting to board the Pearl of the Sea from his place on the top deck. He sighed, wondering for at least the thousandth time why he had let his grandpa arrange a marriage for him with the ever annoying Hilary Tachibana. Fine, her family was a bunch of gold diggers, and while his family was not of the richest, they were very far from poor.

Tyson was a 19 year old man of Japanese origins. He had the most stunning storm blue eyes, midnight blue hair and a kind face. He wore pure white pants that strangely enough actually were clean, and a deep blue shirt. As he stood there in silence, she came after him. The pest. Oh, how he despite her! Sure, Hilary was a pretty girl with that brown hair and brown eyes that could be nice, had they not been hers. And that tiny white skirt of hers? Despicable! How anyone could enjoy wearing so short clothing was beneath his understanding. And that top of hers? It sat tightly on her body, showing her in a way that left next to nothing to imagination. Scandalous!

"Hey Tyson, why did you leave me in there by myself? We're supposed to be married in just three months and have to discuss the details of our beautiful wedding! And my wonderful wedding gown! And since we're getting married, I suppose you will pay for the gown, right? Wonderful! I can't wait to get it ready! I'm designing it myself, because no one else can make it better than what I can do myself. Oh, and our wedding! We have to have a lot of red and white flowers, as they symbolic to the love and purity of our great marriage!" Hilary said, never leaving any room for Tyson to answer.

Tyson never once looked at her when she spoke, but she didn't care about that. She knew he would love her just as much as he loved her, and would show it once the time was right. It was not possible for him not to love her, as she was irresistible, right?

"I have no wish to discuss that as of now, Hilary. I came out here to have some fresh air alone and in peace. I wanted some time to be able to think without being disturbed, and that is what you are doing now, so can you please leave?" Tyson replied, never once looking at her, rather at the sky that was beginning to have a pink-red gleam to it.

"Tyson, there you are! I've been looking for you! Have you been out here all the time?" Max, the best man Tyson had chosen and who were traveling with them to where they had planned to have the wedding in America. Plus, he knew Tyson really didn't want to marry Hilary, as she was so not his type of girl… or boy for that matter. It was only a matter of time before he found someone else to marry, and then out of his own choice. As of clothing? Max wore a green shirt and orange pants, which somehow suited him, making him a very colorful blonde.

After watching Tyson in silence while Hilary tried to get him to answer her endless talking, Max came up with a reason to make her come back inside again. She protested, but it the end listened. As the two walked inside Tyson sent Max a grateful look, which got the message "Anytime, mate" back. Finally getting away from that talking machine. He could never find out how his grandfather ever thought they fitted together, but then again he was easily manipulated.

And all the time he had been standing there, he had no idea that he was being observed by a then unknown dual haired boy.

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A/N:

This is my first beyblade fic, so please don't be to evil when/if you review… And reviews are as always loved. :D

About the clothes… Tala and Rei are wearing what they were in G-Rev (or at least they're supposed to), while Kai wears the clothes from first season (which I love by the way) and the scarf from G-Rev. Tyson wears something completely foreign, and Max is somewhat of a mix of all three season, I think… I'm honestly not sure about his clothing! Hilary (I hate her!) wears what she wore in V-Force, just for the hell of it. Too much bare skin on her there. :P

This story will be a slash story, details about that later.

- Lady Evans Potter