I Don't Want To Remember
Chapter 1
Note: Although I may be an avid reader and writer of all kinds of literature, and have read lots of fanfics before, this is my first fanfic (which I will continue with and exists outside of scraps of paper/a notebook) so I would really love comments.
This is set sometime after the end of the tournament in series one, but before v force (as if v force never existed).
All characters, settings and items to do with (Bakuten Shoot) Beyblade are the property of Aoki Takao, Takara, TV Tokyo, Nelvana and a bunch of other people/companies (probably, I just can't find out who/what else). I don't own or pretend to own any of them. (I wish I did TT).
"Mr Dickenson! Mr Dickenson!" Kenny shouted as he ran to catch up with the BB official. Mr Dickenson stopped and turned around. "Ahh Kenny, good to see you up at this bright early time" he waited for the tomato-faced youth to catch his breath, his (Kenny's) hands on his knees (supposedly to to aid him in recuperating) "No doubt the rest are still in bed!" he let out his trademark laugh.
"Well...Tyson is - ...I...I..." he rested, still a bit out of breath for a moment "I could hear him snoring from my room - but I don't...phew...know about anyone else..."
"You sound like you just ran a marathon, Chief"
Kenny looked up to see Rei standing just a little behind Mr Dickenson, in his still-crumpled silk pajamas.
"Rei!"
"Ahh Rei, good morning"
Both gave their greetings as Rei walked up to them.
"So what were you guys talking about?" Rei inquired, mid-yawn, his right hand fanned open over his mouth as he yawned.
Kenny was suddenly jolted by this reminder "Oh! I nearly forgot, Mr Dickenson!"
"Yes, Kenny?"
"I meant to ask you who we'd be facing next in this Summer tournament."
"Hmm. Now that you mention it, I need to take a look at the details myself. Just wait here a moment while I get your files from my office"
As they waited they were further joined by Max and Kai, who had been training in the garden of the hotel since about 5 in the morning. Kai looked as fresh as the dew-sprinkled daisies on the grass outside, while Max closely resemembled a Basset Hound in his tiredness. Every few seconds Max rubbed his eyes, complained or tried to lean on someone ("so I don't collapse").
Not long after, Mr Dickenson returned with a folder labeled 'Bladebreakers' full of countless sheets of paper. He quickly flipped through them until he came to the right one. "Ahh, here we go"
He looked at the nearly-full group "Now most of you are here - you can tell Tyson later -, what better time to tell you who you'll be facing next?"
"So, who i-i-i-i-" Max was cut off by sudden attack-of-the-yawn "is it?" he finished.
"Well, it's a team new to blading in competitions - as far as I know - called...let's see..." he cast a glance to the sheet of paper he had in his hand "the Black Diamonds, they're, ah, from the abbey"
Chapter 1
Note: Although I may be an avid reader and writer of all kinds of literature, and have read lots of fanfics before, this is my first fanfic (which I will continue with and exists outside of scraps of paper/a notebook) so I would really love comments.
This is set sometime after the end of the tournament in series one, but before v force (as if v force never existed).
All characters, settings and items to do with (Bakuten Shoot) Beyblade are the property of Aoki Takao, Takara, TV Tokyo, Nelvana and a bunch of other people/companies (probably, I just can't find out who/what else). I don't own or pretend to own any of them. (I wish I did TT).
"Mr Dickenson! Mr Dickenson!" Kenny shouted as he ran to catch up with the BB official. Mr Dickenson stopped and turned around. "Ahh Kenny, good to see you up at this bright early time" he waited for the tomato-faced youth to catch his breath, his (Kenny's) hands on his knees (supposedly to to aid him in recuperating) "No doubt the rest are still in bed!" he let out his trademark laugh.
"Well...Tyson is - ...I...I..." he rested, still a bit out of breath for a moment "I could hear him snoring from my room - but I don't...phew...know about anyone else..."
"You sound like you just ran a marathon, Chief"
Kenny looked up to see Rei standing just a little behind Mr Dickenson, in his still-crumpled silk pajamas.
"Rei!"
"Ahh Rei, good morning"
Both gave their greetings as Rei walked up to them.
"So what were you guys talking about?" Rei inquired, mid-yawn, his right hand fanned open over his mouth as he yawned.
Kenny was suddenly jolted by this reminder "Oh! I nearly forgot, Mr Dickenson!"
"Yes, Kenny?"
"I meant to ask you who we'd be facing next in this Summer tournament."
"Hmm. Now that you mention it, I need to take a look at the details myself. Just wait here a moment while I get your files from my office"
As they waited they were further joined by Max and Kai, who had been training in the garden of the hotel since about 5 in the morning. Kai looked as fresh as the dew-sprinkled daisies on the grass outside, while Max closely resemembled a Basset Hound in his tiredness. Every few seconds Max rubbed his eyes, complained or tried to lean on someone ("so I don't collapse").
Not long after, Mr Dickenson returned with a folder labeled 'Bladebreakers' full of countless sheets of paper. He quickly flipped through them until he came to the right one. "Ahh, here we go"
He looked at the nearly-full group "Now most of you are here - you can tell Tyson later -, what better time to tell you who you'll be facing next?"
"So, who i-i-i-i-" Max was cut off by sudden attack-of-the-yawn "is it?" he finished.
"Well, it's a team new to blading in competitions - as far as I know - called...let's see..." he cast a glance to the sheet of paper he had in his hand "the Black Diamonds, they're, ah, from the abbey"