Hi guys! This is a collaborative effort between Kiina and Menthol. We write each a chapter and the other has to continue it. We try to write in different ‚directions' so that the plot of this story will change always. Otherwise it wouldn't be called ‚The always changing Story' short ‚T s c S'
So enjoy and review!
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-T a c S-
Disclaimer: They are not mine, and will never be.
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*Chapter 1* (Menthol)
„YOU IDIOT! YOU STUPID, DUMP, EXUSE FOR A BLADER!"
Tyson shrugged. Kai was again in one of his moods. His bad ones. This morning they had made extra training for another Beyblade Tournament, so breakfast had been canceled. The outcome was, that Tyson wasn't concentrating on blading and after he lost two rounds, Kai exploded.
„CAN'T YOU ONCE THINK AT BLADING AND NOT FOOD?!"
Tyson avoided Kai's eyes and looked pouting at the ground. In his mind he imitated the leader's words, but didn't dare to speak them out loud. He mumbled a ‚no' under his breath. He couldn't think only of blading, there was always a little thought of the good smelling food.
Ray placed a calming hand on the slate haired boy's shoulder, but Kai instantly shoved it away.
„Let me!" he hissed angrily.
„Kai, calm down. It doesn't help if you shout him to death." Ray said.
„Yes, dude." Max agreed, „We all know that Tyson needs his food."
The leader of the Bladebreakers began to control his feelings again and answered in a calmer tone:
„That is no reason why this food mashine does not beyblade properly."
Now it snapped in Tyson's head. He jumped up, and slapped his leader across the face. Kai remained frozen for a moment, only looking back at the dragon blader. He clenched his fists in fury and for a moment the others feared that he would beat Tyson up. But he only snarled at the boy.
He turned on his heels and left the others without a word. The rest didn't dare to hinder him, they only stood frozen and watched him leaving.
„Dude, he was near an explosion." Max said.
Ray turned to Tyson and eyed him worriedly, „You know that was not the smartest move you have done in your life." But Tyson did not answer, instead he looked closely at his clenched fist. It was not intended. It simply came. What was he going to do now?
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Kai went down the street, fuming about what had occured a moment ago. He turned into a smaller site street, but stopped, when a solid wall blocked his way. His fists were still clenched in fury and he punched insinctivly into the stone. Small pieces of the grey wall crumbled down onto the asphalt, revealing a print of Kai's fist.
His fingers were stained with the grey dust and red stains darkened the skin. He didn't feel the pain, but he could imagine how the bones would have cracked, if he had hit Tyson back. He smiled dry, thank god he could restrain his feelings well. That was one of the few advantages he learned in the abbey.
He turned around and headed back to the hotel. This Tyson could do what he wanted, Kai didn't care at the moment. If he lost that tournament, it would teach him better. And actually didn't matter if they lost this time, it was only a little exercise, no real competition.
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They went back to the hotel in silence, each thinking about Kai's reaction. And Tyson had to apologize after all. Nobody was in.
„Dude, do you think he'll come again?" Max asked, while sitting down on his bed.
For the first time Tyson spoke, and it seemed that he had forgotten everything, „Sure, Mr. Sunshine probably went beyblading alone, because we can't concentrate."
„Yeh" Max agreed, „That guy is really freakin' sometimes. We aren't allowed even to eat before practise."
Ray interrupted them, „Guys-"
Tyson didn't notice him, instead he mimiced Kai, „Can't you concentrating in beyblading?!"
This time Max didn't laugh, but also tried to stop Tyson, „Dude, you'd better-"
But the marine haired boy didn't listen, „I tell you that guy isn't sane anymore! Probably the whole abbey thing. Lost his senses there. And emotions too. I tell you that's more than freaking."
But as nobody answered, he turned around and hold his breath.
In the doorway stood Kai, and everything fell into silence as they watched their leader, only the sound of blood dripping onto the ground could be heard, as Kai clenched again his wounded fist in anger. But this time too he remained silent, so that only Tyson's gasp for air broke the bane, but as he wanted to apologize, Kai turned, once more, around and left the room, door slamming shut behind him.
„Dude, now you're in trouble. In real trouble." Max whispered as he watched the wooden door in front of him.
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This was the first chapter, quite short I know, but now you will see what Kiina makes of it.
-Menthol