Disclaimer: I do not own Bey Blade the anime series, nor do I even own a
Bey Blade for that matter. I think HASBRO owns the Bey Blade toy line, but
I don't know who owns Bey Blade the series. I own Yuki and no one else
does.
Author's note: This takes place before the series even comes out, even before Carlos shows up. Just to let you know.
"Grandpa, why do I have to get up this early?" Asked twelve-year-old Tyson as he walked out of his bedroom door. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and the once blurry figure turned out to be his Grandfather in a training kimono.
"Don't you remember, Kiddo? I told you yesterday that a friend of mine's daughter would be living with us!" He barked. Tyson winced and remembered what he was talking about.
"Oh, YEAH! I completely forgot! Is she here yet?" His Grandfather shook his head.
"Fortunately, no. But she'll be here in about ten minutes! So go and get yerself ready! I don't want her walking in here and seeing you in yer boxers!" Tyson looked down and turned a slight red in the cheeks when he found he was still wearing his blue and white plaid boxers.
"He, he. I forgot about that too. Guess I'll go get ready now," Tyson shuffled back into his room and turned around to his dresser drawers. "By the way Grandpa, why is she coming to live with us?" Tyson asked curiously while sliding a yellow T-shirt over his head.
His Grandfather glanced back over to the bedroom door and sighed.
"Unfortunately, her whole family was killed in a ship wreck at a family reunion. She was the only survivor, and it said in her father's will that I would be her guardian," he explained sadly.
Tyson froze just as he was pulling his socks over his ankles.
"Wow, harsh," he mumbled.
There was a sudden knock heard at the front door and Tyson's Grandfather looked up.
"That'll be her, you better be ready buckaroo!" He hollered as he ran down the hall. He slid open the Japanese door and there stood a fourteen- year-old girl with a duffel bag hanging over her shoulder.
She had long orange hair that went just below her shoulders. Her bangs were died purple and so was the end of her hair. She had soft pink eyes that were half-opened. She had pale skin and a thin figure. She wore a yellow T- shirt with the Japanese sign 'strength' written on it. Her baggy jeans drooped over her shoes and her face was expressionless.
"Well hey there. You must be Yuki," greeted the Grandfather. She nodded slowly without a reply. Tyson's Grandfather smiled cheerfully and gestured for her to come in. "Well, come on in then," Yuki stepped into the dojo \ house and gazed at her surroundings.
"Hey Grandpa! Was that her at the door?!" Yelled Tyson as he slid down the hall in his usual outfit. He drew his head back in confusion as he caught sight of Yuki and stood up straight. "Oh, so you're Yuki! Nice ta meet you!" Tyson walked forward and held out his hand. Yuki slowly glanced down at the tanned cheerful face and then at his hand. She held out her pale trembling hand to him and allowed him to shake it.
"Tyson, why don't you go show Yuki to her room?" Suggested his Grandfather. Tyson hesitated before replying,
"Sure, where is it?" His Grandfather sweat dropped and scratched his head.
"The GUEST room! Where else?" Tyson laughed nervously and guided Yuki to her room.
"Hey, I heard about you family. I'm really sorry about what happened," said Tyson while looking over his shoulder. She dropped her gaze to the ground and continued following. Tyson frowned and came to a halt in front of a room.
"This'll be your room. But first I think we should introduce ourselves properly!" Tyson jumped in front of Yuki just as she was about to step in. "My name's Tyson! I'm the all round expert Bey Blader! Do you have a blade?" Yuki slowly shook her head with the same expression on her face. None.
"All right then, well anyways, maybe once you're done packing you could come with me to meet my friends! See you later!" Tyson walked out and allowed Yuki to walk in.
Inside the carpet was a soft peach and the walls were just a blank white. Her futon lay on the ground with white comforters and about a foot above the ground. There was a dark chestnut brown desk at the other side of the room and a window above it. There was a closet built inside of the walls and the futon was beside it.
Yuki walked over to her futon and dropped her duffel bag on it. She stared around the room and then back to her bag. She unzipped it and pulled out her clothes.
"So she JUST moved in with you?" asked a curious voice on the other line from Tyson's phone.
"Yep, and she doesn't seem like much of a party. I mean, she doesn't even talk or smile!" Replied Tyson.
"Well what do you expect? Her whole family's dead so it's not like she's gonna go prancing around with a smile written all over her!" Tyson couldn't help but agree.
"I guess, anyways, I'm gonna bring her with me when I meet you guys, okay Andrew?" The voice on the other line sighed.
"I guess. How old is she anyway? I mean, is she cute?" Tyson wrinkled his nose.
"What, are you gonna ask her out or something?" He laughed.
"Maybe, so how old is she?" Pressed Andrew. Tyson shrugged.
"I dunno, maybe around 13. She looks like she's going into high school or something," Andrew hummed.
"Thirteen, eh? Good, she's just my age! Bring her to the Bey Blade roof, okay?"
"Sure, talk to you later," Tyson hung up the phone and walked down the hall to the guestroom. He peered inside and found Yuki staring out the window. Her duffel bag was empty while the closet doors were opened.
"Uh, hey Yuki," Tyson greeted slowly. Yuki turned away from the window and her eyes were still only half-opened. She didn't smile in reply or say anything, she just... looked at him. "Um, are you done unpacking yet? I'm about to go and meet my friends and everything... Do you wanna go or what?" Yuki's eyes dropped down a little, making her look like she might be considering the thought. Finally she gave a slow nod and Tyson smiled. "Great! Come on and follow me!"
"Man, where is he?!" cried out a frustrated Andrew. He paced along the roof while his friends watched him.
"Aw come on, y'know he's always late! Why should this time be any different?" Reminded a boy with short brown hair and a green long-sleeved shirt. Andrew ran his fingers through his dark brown and sandy blonde hair as he continued pacing.
"Heh, heh! He's just anxious 'cause dis time Tyson's bringing a girl with him!" laughed a blonde boy with a part of his hair covering one of his eyes and wearing a black T-shirt over a white long-sleeved shirt.
"Hey, quiet! I'm anxious because Tyson will not ONLY be bringing a girl; he'll also be bringing his Blade! I've been waiting a long time to Blade with him!" Barked Andrew. The boy with the green shirt only smirked.
"You've also been waiting a long time to actually find a girl who'll go out with you!" The others laughed while Andrew glared at the boy in green.
"Hey guys! Did yeah miss me?!" Everyone's head turned around to the door and found a boy with large and pointy blue hair with a red and blue hat covering it. He had a tanned face with blue eyes. He had a red jacket with white short sleeves over lapping a yellow T-shirt. He had blue jean shorts with red, yellow and white sneakers. He also had a pair of brown gloves with the fingers cut off.
"Well it's about time Tyson!" cried out Andrew in half frustration, and half in relief.
"Oh come on, you know me!" Said Tyson, wiping his nose with his thumb.
"Yeah, that's why we were worried!" Andrew laughed. "So... where is she?" Tyson tilted his head to the side in confusion.
"Where's who?" Everyone except Tyson fell over anime style. Andrew pushed himself back while laughing.
"The girl who just moved in with you!"
"Ooooooh! Her! Huh? Isn't she?" Tyson turned around and ran back over to the door he had came through. "Come on Yuki! Everyone's waiting for you! Come on, it's not like they're gonna bite you or anything! Well, except for maybe Vin, but don't worry! We put a leash on him now!" Tyson gestured his hands for her to come forward and Yuki decided it was safe. She stepped out of the stairway and kept her pink eyes on the ground.
Andrew gasped as his eyes turned into pink little hearts.
"She's BEAUTIFUL!!" Andrew clasped his hands together as everyone around him sweat dropped and slowly backed away. Tyson wrinkled his nose as his friend ran past him and held up Yuki's pale trembling hands. "Tell me, are you wearing an astronaut suit? Because your body is out of this world! (AN: Well he hasn't seen her butt yet so I couldn't say that!!)" Yuki kept staring at the ground. But as soon as she heard that comment, she tightened her grip around Andrew's hands until even he noticed it.
"Ow, Ow, Ow, OWW!!" Andrew retrieved his hands and watched as they swelled up with red beat marks known as Yuki's hands.
"Heh, heh. Guess she doesn't like you, Andrew!" laughed Tyson amusingly.
Yuki turned away and out onto the ridge where the roof ended. She walked over and leaned onto the ledge. Down below, tons of little dots known as people walked around on the Earth below them on sidewalks and across roads. They had to have been seven stories high!
She glanced back to see Tyson pulling out his Bey Blade and Andrew doing the same. Yuki then glanced back to world below. She licked her lips before pushing herself on top of the ledge and dangling her legs over the edge.
"Well it's about time we did this!" challenged Andrew. Tyson nodded his head and glanced over to the boy dressed in green who would be acting as Referee.
"1,2-"
"Look! SHE'S GONNA JUMP!!" screamed a kid from behind Andrew. They looked over to where he was pointing and found Yuki sliding off of the edge.
"Yuki! NO!" Screamed Tyson.
A fourteen-year-old boy with pointy light blue bangs and greased back navy blue hair walked throughout the street, through the crowds. He had a long white scarf tied around his neck. On his pale face just ending at his chin, were two tattoos shaped as baby blue stripes starting just below his eyes. He was well built and wore a tight black shirt with no sleeves. Two gold colored buttons were along side the end of his sleeve, which was red. He had dark, baggy blue jeans held up by a black belt with a little silver design that replaced the golden square that was usually there. On his well- muscled arm was a red and silver armor. A red band was attached just below his elbow while the rest of the armor ended at his wrists. His hard black eyes glared at the ground, making sure where he was going.
The boy dug his hands into his pockets and sighed angrily. He could see a few people stopping to look up and figured they were just watching the sun set. That was, until he heard a hundred gasps and yells.
"She's fallen!! Someone catch her!!" The boy looked up, trying to see what all the commotion was about. He found a small figure, colored yellow and blue with a bit of orange, falling. The surprising part was, it was falling towards him. The boys eyes went wide as the figure started coming closer and closer. Falling faster and faster.
When the figure was about ten meters away from him, he held out his arms and caught it. He stumbled a little from the impact but caught his balance.
The 'it' had turned out to be a girl. She had long orange hair with some of it died purple. She was fairly tall and thin. She was pale and had hard, pink eyes.
"Look! That boy caught her!!" There was up roar of an applause around the two teenagers as claps and yells of joy were heard. The girl looked up to him in shock as those pink eyes went wide. And just as the boy's cheeks went a slight red; he shook his head and remembered how many people were in front of him. He allowed the girl to get out of his arms, and to his surprise, she pushed herself out of his arms.
She stood straight up and glared at him.
"Why couldn't you have just let me fall?" The boy definitely hadn't been expecting that. But before he could reply, she walked away without another word.
Author's note: This takes place before the series even comes out, even before Carlos shows up. Just to let you know.
"Grandpa, why do I have to get up this early?" Asked twelve-year-old Tyson as he walked out of his bedroom door. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and the once blurry figure turned out to be his Grandfather in a training kimono.
"Don't you remember, Kiddo? I told you yesterday that a friend of mine's daughter would be living with us!" He barked. Tyson winced and remembered what he was talking about.
"Oh, YEAH! I completely forgot! Is she here yet?" His Grandfather shook his head.
"Fortunately, no. But she'll be here in about ten minutes! So go and get yerself ready! I don't want her walking in here and seeing you in yer boxers!" Tyson looked down and turned a slight red in the cheeks when he found he was still wearing his blue and white plaid boxers.
"He, he. I forgot about that too. Guess I'll go get ready now," Tyson shuffled back into his room and turned around to his dresser drawers. "By the way Grandpa, why is she coming to live with us?" Tyson asked curiously while sliding a yellow T-shirt over his head.
His Grandfather glanced back over to the bedroom door and sighed.
"Unfortunately, her whole family was killed in a ship wreck at a family reunion. She was the only survivor, and it said in her father's will that I would be her guardian," he explained sadly.
Tyson froze just as he was pulling his socks over his ankles.
"Wow, harsh," he mumbled.
There was a sudden knock heard at the front door and Tyson's Grandfather looked up.
"That'll be her, you better be ready buckaroo!" He hollered as he ran down the hall. He slid open the Japanese door and there stood a fourteen- year-old girl with a duffel bag hanging over her shoulder.
She had long orange hair that went just below her shoulders. Her bangs were died purple and so was the end of her hair. She had soft pink eyes that were half-opened. She had pale skin and a thin figure. She wore a yellow T- shirt with the Japanese sign 'strength' written on it. Her baggy jeans drooped over her shoes and her face was expressionless.
"Well hey there. You must be Yuki," greeted the Grandfather. She nodded slowly without a reply. Tyson's Grandfather smiled cheerfully and gestured for her to come in. "Well, come on in then," Yuki stepped into the dojo \ house and gazed at her surroundings.
"Hey Grandpa! Was that her at the door?!" Yelled Tyson as he slid down the hall in his usual outfit. He drew his head back in confusion as he caught sight of Yuki and stood up straight. "Oh, so you're Yuki! Nice ta meet you!" Tyson walked forward and held out his hand. Yuki slowly glanced down at the tanned cheerful face and then at his hand. She held out her pale trembling hand to him and allowed him to shake it.
"Tyson, why don't you go show Yuki to her room?" Suggested his Grandfather. Tyson hesitated before replying,
"Sure, where is it?" His Grandfather sweat dropped and scratched his head.
"The GUEST room! Where else?" Tyson laughed nervously and guided Yuki to her room.
"Hey, I heard about you family. I'm really sorry about what happened," said Tyson while looking over his shoulder. She dropped her gaze to the ground and continued following. Tyson frowned and came to a halt in front of a room.
"This'll be your room. But first I think we should introduce ourselves properly!" Tyson jumped in front of Yuki just as she was about to step in. "My name's Tyson! I'm the all round expert Bey Blader! Do you have a blade?" Yuki slowly shook her head with the same expression on her face. None.
"All right then, well anyways, maybe once you're done packing you could come with me to meet my friends! See you later!" Tyson walked out and allowed Yuki to walk in.
Inside the carpet was a soft peach and the walls were just a blank white. Her futon lay on the ground with white comforters and about a foot above the ground. There was a dark chestnut brown desk at the other side of the room and a window above it. There was a closet built inside of the walls and the futon was beside it.
Yuki walked over to her futon and dropped her duffel bag on it. She stared around the room and then back to her bag. She unzipped it and pulled out her clothes.
"So she JUST moved in with you?" asked a curious voice on the other line from Tyson's phone.
"Yep, and she doesn't seem like much of a party. I mean, she doesn't even talk or smile!" Replied Tyson.
"Well what do you expect? Her whole family's dead so it's not like she's gonna go prancing around with a smile written all over her!" Tyson couldn't help but agree.
"I guess, anyways, I'm gonna bring her with me when I meet you guys, okay Andrew?" The voice on the other line sighed.
"I guess. How old is she anyway? I mean, is she cute?" Tyson wrinkled his nose.
"What, are you gonna ask her out or something?" He laughed.
"Maybe, so how old is she?" Pressed Andrew. Tyson shrugged.
"I dunno, maybe around 13. She looks like she's going into high school or something," Andrew hummed.
"Thirteen, eh? Good, she's just my age! Bring her to the Bey Blade roof, okay?"
"Sure, talk to you later," Tyson hung up the phone and walked down the hall to the guestroom. He peered inside and found Yuki staring out the window. Her duffel bag was empty while the closet doors were opened.
"Uh, hey Yuki," Tyson greeted slowly. Yuki turned away from the window and her eyes were still only half-opened. She didn't smile in reply or say anything, she just... looked at him. "Um, are you done unpacking yet? I'm about to go and meet my friends and everything... Do you wanna go or what?" Yuki's eyes dropped down a little, making her look like she might be considering the thought. Finally she gave a slow nod and Tyson smiled. "Great! Come on and follow me!"
"Man, where is he?!" cried out a frustrated Andrew. He paced along the roof while his friends watched him.
"Aw come on, y'know he's always late! Why should this time be any different?" Reminded a boy with short brown hair and a green long-sleeved shirt. Andrew ran his fingers through his dark brown and sandy blonde hair as he continued pacing.
"Heh, heh! He's just anxious 'cause dis time Tyson's bringing a girl with him!" laughed a blonde boy with a part of his hair covering one of his eyes and wearing a black T-shirt over a white long-sleeved shirt.
"Hey, quiet! I'm anxious because Tyson will not ONLY be bringing a girl; he'll also be bringing his Blade! I've been waiting a long time to Blade with him!" Barked Andrew. The boy with the green shirt only smirked.
"You've also been waiting a long time to actually find a girl who'll go out with you!" The others laughed while Andrew glared at the boy in green.
"Hey guys! Did yeah miss me?!" Everyone's head turned around to the door and found a boy with large and pointy blue hair with a red and blue hat covering it. He had a tanned face with blue eyes. He had a red jacket with white short sleeves over lapping a yellow T-shirt. He had blue jean shorts with red, yellow and white sneakers. He also had a pair of brown gloves with the fingers cut off.
"Well it's about time Tyson!" cried out Andrew in half frustration, and half in relief.
"Oh come on, you know me!" Said Tyson, wiping his nose with his thumb.
"Yeah, that's why we were worried!" Andrew laughed. "So... where is she?" Tyson tilted his head to the side in confusion.
"Where's who?" Everyone except Tyson fell over anime style. Andrew pushed himself back while laughing.
"The girl who just moved in with you!"
"Ooooooh! Her! Huh? Isn't she?" Tyson turned around and ran back over to the door he had came through. "Come on Yuki! Everyone's waiting for you! Come on, it's not like they're gonna bite you or anything! Well, except for maybe Vin, but don't worry! We put a leash on him now!" Tyson gestured his hands for her to come forward and Yuki decided it was safe. She stepped out of the stairway and kept her pink eyes on the ground.
Andrew gasped as his eyes turned into pink little hearts.
"She's BEAUTIFUL!!" Andrew clasped his hands together as everyone around him sweat dropped and slowly backed away. Tyson wrinkled his nose as his friend ran past him and held up Yuki's pale trembling hands. "Tell me, are you wearing an astronaut suit? Because your body is out of this world! (AN: Well he hasn't seen her butt yet so I couldn't say that!!)" Yuki kept staring at the ground. But as soon as she heard that comment, she tightened her grip around Andrew's hands until even he noticed it.
"Ow, Ow, Ow, OWW!!" Andrew retrieved his hands and watched as they swelled up with red beat marks known as Yuki's hands.
"Heh, heh. Guess she doesn't like you, Andrew!" laughed Tyson amusingly.
Yuki turned away and out onto the ridge where the roof ended. She walked over and leaned onto the ledge. Down below, tons of little dots known as people walked around on the Earth below them on sidewalks and across roads. They had to have been seven stories high!
She glanced back to see Tyson pulling out his Bey Blade and Andrew doing the same. Yuki then glanced back to world below. She licked her lips before pushing herself on top of the ledge and dangling her legs over the edge.
"Well it's about time we did this!" challenged Andrew. Tyson nodded his head and glanced over to the boy dressed in green who would be acting as Referee.
"1,2-"
"Look! SHE'S GONNA JUMP!!" screamed a kid from behind Andrew. They looked over to where he was pointing and found Yuki sliding off of the edge.
"Yuki! NO!" Screamed Tyson.
A fourteen-year-old boy with pointy light blue bangs and greased back navy blue hair walked throughout the street, through the crowds. He had a long white scarf tied around his neck. On his pale face just ending at his chin, were two tattoos shaped as baby blue stripes starting just below his eyes. He was well built and wore a tight black shirt with no sleeves. Two gold colored buttons were along side the end of his sleeve, which was red. He had dark, baggy blue jeans held up by a black belt with a little silver design that replaced the golden square that was usually there. On his well- muscled arm was a red and silver armor. A red band was attached just below his elbow while the rest of the armor ended at his wrists. His hard black eyes glared at the ground, making sure where he was going.
The boy dug his hands into his pockets and sighed angrily. He could see a few people stopping to look up and figured they were just watching the sun set. That was, until he heard a hundred gasps and yells.
"She's fallen!! Someone catch her!!" The boy looked up, trying to see what all the commotion was about. He found a small figure, colored yellow and blue with a bit of orange, falling. The surprising part was, it was falling towards him. The boys eyes went wide as the figure started coming closer and closer. Falling faster and faster.
When the figure was about ten meters away from him, he held out his arms and caught it. He stumbled a little from the impact but caught his balance.
The 'it' had turned out to be a girl. She had long orange hair with some of it died purple. She was fairly tall and thin. She was pale and had hard, pink eyes.
"Look! That boy caught her!!" There was up roar of an applause around the two teenagers as claps and yells of joy were heard. The girl looked up to him in shock as those pink eyes went wide. And just as the boy's cheeks went a slight red; he shook his head and remembered how many people were in front of him. He allowed the girl to get out of his arms, and to his surprise, she pushed herself out of his arms.
She stood straight up and glared at him.
"Why couldn't you have just let me fall?" The boy definitely hadn't been expecting that. But before he could reply, she walked away without another word.