Ah, bad me, very bad. ---bashes own head--- Started another fic. Another beyblade one, while at it. Yes, me is very smart. But, you see, I have a good reason: my mind's on strike! Sad I know.
Don't hurt me?
Disclaimers: First and last time, yes? I don't own Beyblade or anything that is legally connected to them. The only thing I own is the plot. Another thing I don't own is my sanity, and the games the group is about to play. Wait, why bother putting up a disclaimer since this is a Fanfiction site? ---puzzled expression---
Oh, on another note, I originally planned this to be a Naruto fic...but let's just say I got pulled into the world of Beyblade once more. (Thanks to those KaixRei fics, should read Shut up shut up shut up! And Rei Kon in the Middle written by wonderful writers of whose name I've apparently forgotten...xD)
Okay, no more Authoress' Notes from me anymore!
Apologizing in advance for any OOCness...okay, I don't that's going to be helped here. Damn, so much for no more A/N's!
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Just a Game
Let's Get Together!
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Annoyed.
Okay, so that wasn't the right word to describe how he feeling at the moment.
Irritated?
Almost there.
Fuming?
Getting warmer...
Pissed off?
One more...
Down right angry that would probably scare Satan and ready to rip Tyson's head off with his penetrating patented Death Glare?
Ah, yes...The perfect word.
Sort of.
Whatever.
Anyways, that was what the stoic Captain was feeling at the moment, and, of course, being the dubbed 'Ice King' he was, he didn't let that show...aside from narrowing glares sent to the oblivious Tyson chatting away on his phone.
"So you're coming over right?" Tyson confirmed with a question, a dorky grin dominating his face. "...Awesome! Bring the whole team over at Kai's place!... Okay, later Tala!" With a click! Tyson turned around to face his friends, setting down the cordless phone. "They said they'll be here in an hour!"
"Why'd you invite the Blitzkrieg Boys?" Mariah huffed indignantly as she snuggled Rei's arm, "Bryan harmed Rei!"
"It's alright, Mariah" Rei unconsciously sigh, patting her hand that held his right arm captive, inwardly wanting to be as far away from her that was humanely possible, "that was three years ago. We're friends now." 'Kind of, anyways.' He gently pried her hands off, only to find that she won't let up.
Interpreting the sigh as reluctant submission, Mariah tightens her hold on his arm and frowned, "Don't lie, Rei! I know you don't like him!"
Kai shifted his Death Glare from Tyson to that...pink thing that's supposed to be a person. Really, squeeze him any more and you'd pop his head off from the extra blood that had nowhere else to go.
Like a Barbie doll.
The Russian teenager understood the other's need to be away from her, the pink thing that's supposed to be human was acting somewhat similarly to a rabid fangirl that couldn't be pulled away and hung on like some super glue.
No wonder why he, Kai Hiwatari, was not straight. Females were so...clingy and...squishy. Don't forget to mention how weak and helpless they are without their knight in shining armor, like a damsel in distress. Oh, and the big turn off for him: So god damn emotional.
Of course, no one needs to know that.
No one.
And before anyone starts gasping 'Who does he have his eyes on?' allow him to make it perfectly clear that he did not have any hots for anyone. Not within his teammates. Hell no.
They were his friends...kind of...sort of.
Whatever. He's their Captain. That should do.
"...I think you can let Rei's arm go now, Mariah" advised Lee, taking notice of his best friend's arm tingeing faintly purple.
Good, so it wasn't only him noticing that.
"Yeah, hold it any longer and he won't be able to use that arm to Beyblade much less anything else" Kevin pointed out with a slight smirk at the horror on her expression.
That struck an image. Okay, erase perverted thoughts. Erase, erase, erase, wipe, wi---Damn, that did not help. He made a mental note to stop hanging out with Tala and Byran.They did not help his state of mind at all.
"Oh my god, I'm sorry Rei!" She immediately released his arm and patted it repeatedly. "Why didn't you say anything?" Before the addressee could answer, she plowed on, "Oh I know why: you're such a nice, wonderful guy, Rei!"
The slated-hair teenager would've added his highly prized two-cent's worth in if it wasn't for the blur of a blonde who he made it out to be none other than Max, speeding into the living room where they all were at, from upstairs, carrying an armful of sweets, and dumping the contents onto the expensive-looking coffee table, completely hiding the black phone.
"Really, Max, do you live off sugar?" Robert inquired, glancing over the sweets with a slight distaste as he walked by, planning to get another cup of tea.
"I can if Mom let me!" Max replied with a 100-giga watt smile, which only induced Robert to roll his eyes.
Now, you must be wondering what led up to here with what the BladeBreakers, White Tigers, and Majestics? Wait, the PPB All Stars are here somewhere...And some other people he didn't feel like noticing. Like BEGA and Hiro. Oh, well, so much for not noticing them.
After the last Tournament, and hopefully the last crazed happening of 'World-Domination' or whatever the hell they were aiming at, Mr. Dickinson decided to send the Beybladers---the whole lot, apparently—to have a reprieve of sorts. Of course, being the supposed genius that he was, Tyson had gotten almost all of them to vacation together, using his 'I'm-so-damn-friendly-I-can-beg-in-a-not-so-obvious-way-for-them-to-give-into-my-demands' charm.
Yeah. Right.
And, of course, he evidently didn't know any other place big enough to house the motley crew, aside from the European bladers but Tyson wanted it to be 'special', so he came up with the only place he knew of.
Russia.
More specifically, Kai's Mansion.
Well, technically speaking since it was his grandfather's but who gives a rat's ass?
Certainly not him.
Or the rat's.
Who the hell comes up with these phrases!
Anyways, some disagreed and left to their home country, while most of the others decided it was a splendid idea. Third week in and Tyson, Max, Daichi, Hillary---she was part of the team...in a not-so-welcomed-way but she had her uses---and Kenny came up with an idea to have, what Max called it, 'A Family Night', filled with games and whatever that involved participating with one another. So the group of friends can 'have fun together.'
Well as much fun as you're going to get before bloodshed ensues.
Especially when inviting over the Blitzkrieg Boys.
They're just asking for it...in Bryan's case anyways. Not sure if Spencer would inflict harm...Ian, on the other hand...that's a totally non-related story ready to be told another day in another time.
Now, would one consider it 'Family Night' after saying that?
Didn't think so.
Back to the current situation.
Like what was said before, they all hung out in the big expansive living room. The Troublesome Trio---comprised of Tyson, Max and Daichi---were on the floor, grabbing sweets every now and then, chatting animatedly amongst themselves and the occasional head-bonking from either Tyson or Daichi on each other and Max cooling them down by means of sweets; Kenny and Hillary were discussing some matters concerning about the games that was to be played; Mariah still snuggling close to the Chinese blader despite his obvious discomfort, but thanks to Lee who managed to interfere by forcefully seating himself in-between the two with Kevin and Gary taking up the other side of the couch; Robert and Johnny were by the closed-off balcony, commenting about Russia and its culture; Enrique and Oliver playing a game of Chess; the PPB All Stars returning from wherever the hell they wandered joined in on with T.T. while Emily crossed over to Kenny and Hillary; BEGA was found scattered about the room---minus Crusher, he couldn't leave his sister alone at all---joining in on some conversation; and that left Kai, leaning against the wall near the doorway that was closed-off from the grandeur of a hall.
Said closed door open rather abruptly, but in merit of lifelong training on one's reflexes, Kai was quick enough to step away before becoming a human pancake.
"Awesome, you guys came wicked early!" Tyson chirped cheerfully, jumping to his feet to greet the new arrivals, whereas the rest where somewhat uneasy and on edge.
"Party can't start without us" Tala eerily smirked as he took a step in; frosty blue eyes flickered sideways to meet crimson one. "Ah, Kai's here to play?" A shimmer of amusement were present in his eyes, "What fun this will be, wouldn't you three agree, Bryan, Spencer, Ian?" With a tilt of his head, he glanced back at them, though they did not respond. Turning back to face the rest, an elegant red eyebrow rose in questioning at the sudden tense silence, "What? Tongue frozen to the roof of your mouthes?"
Kai was going to disregard the fact that the five of them just waltzed into his mansion without ringing the doorbell, and that Tala somehow swiped his keys when he wasn't looking. When did that happen, he didn't know. That or Ian picked his way in. Both were tempting to give him a good enough reason to kick them to the curb, despite one of them being a relatively close friend.
"Ah, they're just in shock, is all!" The Dragoon happily replied, motioning for them to enter fully. He turned around, "C'mon guys, loosen up!" Clamping a hand on Tala's shoulder, the rest were slightly surprised, waiting for any sign of hostility and jump in, well, excluding the obvious ones, that is. "Tala's alright! Rea---"
A hand was on top of his, clutching it rather too tightly for his taste and a low threatening grunt was emitted from the lavender-haired male, giving off vibes of promising one a slow and mutilated death.
Well, now, seems that Bryan's a little possessive of Tala or is that because the redhead stated somewhere that he was not to be touched unless allowed to? If that's the case, then the other was a bodyguard, though why did the Wolborg needed one when he was capable of striking fear in a very much similar fashion as his own: a glare, was anyone's guess. No one knew what goes on in that mind---probably a big jigsaw puzzle with a handful of missing pieces.
"Ri-right" Getting the hint, the other's hand released his and he relinquished his hold on the redhead. "Ums, anyways, since we'll here, let's get started!" Looking around, he decided on something, "Let's move the furniture first. We'd want a nice open space to sit on the floor in a circle!" He wasn't going to allow Bryan's intimidating aura dampen his high spirit! No siree!
The rest---excluding the Blitzkrieg Boys, Brooklyn, and Kai--- nodded uncertainly after that ordeal and began moving the furniture.
After about half an hour, they accomplished their task, plopping to the royal plush blue carpeted floor in a semblance of a circle, whereas the aforementioned ones and Garland seated themselves in a calm manner.
So now, from where Kai sat, which was directly facing the balcony, where it was calm outside, and where Tala sat directly across from Kai, staring back at him with that amused glint in his eyes and a small smug smirk, to the slated-haired teenager's left was Rei with a still clinging...pink hairy thing, then Lee, trying his best to pry his sister off the Drigger wielder. He'd go on but, let's face it; he'd lose half of you if he were to continue on to where the others sat. It'd be a jumbling mess, similar to Tala's mentality.
"Soo...what're guys doing?" Hiro blinked at the teenagers and the furniture in a pile of heap in the corner of the room, nibbling on a cookie, just returning from scoping the place out, given that he had just arrived a few days prior and hadn't had the chance.
"We're getting ready to play some fun time games!" Hillary replied with a slightly dazed smile, "Do you want to join us?"
Glancing around, he shrugged with a nod, "Sure why not?" Before Hillary could add anything more, he seated himself between Brooklyn and Garland, finding a good spot there than where Hillary was: between Kenny and Daichi. It was an eye-sore to see Hillary had this huge crush on the older Granger. She just reeked of it.
"Okay" Tyson nodded as he had just agreed with himself, "anything goes, alright, everybody?"
"First of all, what're we playing?" Hillary snapped, evidently taking out her annoyance on the younger Granger.
"Well, agree first!"
"Fine," was everyone's response aside from sparse nods and 'Hns'. Hiro was a little wary about this...
"Well?" She was getting impatient. 'This wasn't part of the plan!'
"We'll play the classics of 'Truth or Dare' using a bottle!" The bottomless-pit-for-a-stomach blader produced the empty long-necked glass bottle from behind his back.
"So that explains the agreement" Tala mused, "Interesting." 'I could have some fun here...'
"This is going to be so much fun!" Mariah squealed, hugging Rei's arm and intentionally rubbing his limb against her chest. She didn't take notice of his expression, which was of pure revulsion. Lee tried, and failed at disarming his sister from him.
"Mariah!"
"Lee!" She pouted and nuzzled the captive arm affectionately. "You don't mind, do you Rei-rei?" The girl looked up at him innocently.
Torn between saying 'yes' and 'no,' Rei looked towards his Captain for help in his pair of golden orbs were etched a plea of mercy.
Kai, being the oh-so wonderful person he was, gave her his first warning: a 'Yes-he-does-mind-now-let-go-and-get-a-life' glare.
No response, only her clinging tighter to the cherished appendage: 'You-can't-make-me-now-back-off' action.
Second warning: a 'Want-to-try-out-that-theory?' glare with a raised brow as if daring her.
She puffed her cheeks; her grip tightens turning the limb to that familiar shade of purple... 'Yeah-bring-it-on' move.
Since action speaks louder than words...
Final warning: Kai put a hand on Rei's shoulder and pulled the boy towards him, causing the Chinese teenager to squeak in surprise, have his head bury in the crook of his Captain's neck, blushing red that rivaled that of a neon red with Kai's hand still clutching possessively on his shoulder.
Mariah was left speechless at that, and without a retort of sorts, she turned about-face, fuming with embarrassment. Taking this chance, Lee wedged himself between the two. He would've apologized for his sister's behavior but seeing as how his friend was red in the face, still in the slated-haired teenager's embrace, he left them alone with a slight knowing smirk.
Even though his face was burning, he couldn't help but relish in the scent that was their stoic leader. The older one smelled of fresh fallen snow with a tinge of musk and spice and another that only he could emit.
Kai continued on to glare at the pink and white blob, disregarding the look Lee sported, making sure she left the neko-jin alone. Only when he felt the other breathing rather shallowly did he realize he still held Rei. Immediately he pushed the raven-haired teenager to his former position and stared straight ahead, only to find barely contained amusement in those ice blue eyes.
'So he saw' he narrowed his own crimson ones.
Rei was left dazed, his nostril still filled with the other's scent. 'He smells nice...Wait! What!' That snapped him out of his momentary trance, leaving him sitting rigidly. He hoped no one saw the incident. Sneaking a somewhat stiff casual glance about the group, no one saw anything, still chattering amongst each other amiably. However, when his eyes fell upon Tala, his hope went out the window and pummeled straight down to Hell.
'He saw! Tala saw!'
'Fun. I'm definitely going to have fun, kitty.'
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tbc...
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Okay, it was longer than I expected and the 'incident' too. I meant for it to be short and sweet, but that's not going to happen very soon.
Since you've read up to here, be kind and review, ne?