Disclaimer: I only own Beyblade in my dreams but I do own Shaga and Shivo, you'll learn more of them in later chapters. Now on with the most excellent fic!

The Shaga Saga

Ch1. Kai's Cursed

(Forever, or until his fans get bored of torturing him)

The sky was dark and the stars were beginning to peek out, as their nemesis, the sun, set and left the night crisp and shady. As the streetlights flickered to life, the team of boys that had been training since dawn began to trudge inside a petite dojo that was nestled in the heart of the fairly small town.

The Blade Breakers oozed into the dojo, grateful that Kai, their leader, had finally given them a break.

"Man! I'm exhausted!" Tyson moaned as he tripped and flopped onto the floor, not bothering to move.

"I second that." Max agreed and plopped down at the near by table.

Tyson rolled to his back, panting at the effort and got a sharp kick as Kai tripped over him. Kai growled at his laziness and continued on to the room that all four of them shared.

Kai was followed in by Ray, who was more cautious about avoiding Tyson and retrieved a glass from the cupboard in the kitchen that they were congressing in.

After getting a drink of the water he had obtained, he smiled cheerfully at the dead tired teammates around him.

"Was that easy or what?" Ray exclaimed as he leaned against the counter.

"Trying to hook Kai up would be easier." Tyson groaned as he drug himself over to the table.

Max, Hillary and Kenny's jaws dropped at Ray's comment, now feeling even more weary from Ray's abundance of vitality.

Ray shrugged and washed out the glass and placed it back in the cupboard, excusing himself from the room.

Max and Tyson proceeded to drape their drained bodies over the table and Kenny and Hillary resumed arguing about data. Max and Tyson groaned as they conversation rose to dull roar.

"This has nothing to with the environment!" Kenny hissed, determined to win his argument.

"Yes it does! There's a larger degree of friction and debris that gets caught in the gears!" Hillary yelled back.

"I already know that!" Kenny yelled, ruffling his hair in frustration. "And I've already calculated for that!"

"Oh, did you now?" Hillary asked smilingly smug at Kenny's faults.

"Yes!…" He began loudly and yelled again and dashed off to the bedroom.

"Knew it." Hillary grinned at her achievement and waved bye to the two dead guys draped over the table.

After she left, Tyson yawned and forced himself up.

"I'm going to bed too." He stated dully from a lack of energy and Max nodded in agreement.

They trudged to the bedroom, passing Chief, who was feverously working on his laptop. Max collapsed in the corner and curdle up, already fast asleep.

"Hey, Chief, you should catch some Z's too." Tyson suggested as he flopped onto the floor.

Kenny mumbled something incoherent and proceeded typing on his laptop.

Tyson shrugged it off and was instantly asleep.

A little less than an hour later, a faint mumble caught Kenny's attention.

Kai was shifting uncomfortably and whispering to himself in Russian. Kenny listened closer, trying to dissect his speech, and find words that he knew.

Kai suddenly switched to Japanese and repeated what he had said earlier.

"Shaga, The Shaga… Curse, no. No. No…" He groaned softly then settled back into his normal sleep pattern.

Kenny pondered the statement then turned to his laptop.

"Hey, Dizzy, do you know anything on a Shaga Curse?" Kenny asked leaning in to his laptop.

"Hmm. Only a little, like the fact that a little less than half of China and 2/3 of Japan a afflicted by that curse!" Dizzy exclaimed.

Tell me what you think, I've been sitting on this idea for a while but I wasn't sure it was any good. It's get better, longer and a lot more action too. Please review and let me know if I made any mistakes, I hate mistakes and so I want to correct them, but please, don't pick on my slang. Thanks for reading, I should be updating consistently, And have no excuses cuz I have written out almost all of this fic.