Hotel Hiwatari

A/N: Um, I'm kinda doing this randomly and on a whim. I don't know huge amounts of beyblade but my friend Tala does and she's inspired me to try and write something xD

Also I'm not trying to offend any Spanish people in this xD It's just Kai being an anti sod xD

Disclaimer: I don't own any part of Beyblade. Takao Aoki does 83

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It had been one of the longest mornings of his life. The young, but now rather tired, teenager opened a crimson eye to stare aimlessly out of the aeroplane window. His pale scarf was still wrapped tightly around his neck despite the sweltering heat inside the giant metal contraption. He bit the side of his cheek as he inwardly cursed the trio who had sent him here. The tiniest of flinches infected him as the infernal racket from the engines told him they were landing.

"About time too" He thought. Patiently, he waited for the noise to die down, closing his eye again as the wheels bumped along the ground.

His momentary peace was short-lived. He muttered what must have been a thousand different curses as he pulled the mobile now blaring Riot by Three Days Grace from his trouser pocket. He growled as he saw the name attempting to call him, and simply hung up on his blue-haired twat of a teammate. But Tyson was stubborn, and within a few moments, his mobile went off again - vibrating this time. Reluctantly, he read the text.

"We sent you on holiday to enjoy yourself. Now stop being such a grumpy guss and party!"

He simply made his usual 'hn' in response, closing his phone and standing up. Most of the passengers around him were already on their feet and making their way out. Withot a single soun, the Hiwatari boy pulled his bag from the overhead compartment and mde his way out of the crowds of people.

It took him a good half an hour to finally get free of the airport.

However, he wasn't quite free of company yet. He ran his fingers through his two-toned hair in a mix of frustration and embarrassment as he saw his escort. A tanned Spaniard in a flourescent orange dragon suit, waving a piece of cardboard with his name etched into it. It almost burned his eyes to look at the man. At first, the boy attempted to avoid hm, but he'd already been spotted.

"Mr. Hiwatari! Hiwatari! Kai Hiwatari!" The man called over, waving frantically.

Kai sighed and slowl walked over. The man clapped a hand on the boy's back and grinned - something that made him feel physically sick. He managed to shrug the man off, but he was still grinning.

"... What?"

"You Mr Kai Hiwatari, Si? I take you to hotel. A friend of yours waiting for you there, si?" He spoke quickly and excitedly. Kai had to to think for a minute to figure out what he had said, then nodded. The man grabbed Kai's bag and beamed. "You follow me, yes?"

Reluctantly, he nodded and folllowede the estranged man. As they walked through the dull, beige streets of Barcelona, Kai's thoughts began to drift. Who was this 'friend' the Spaniard hd talked of?

"None of my miserable 'teammates' would be here... They're all practising for the next championship." Slowly, he began going through the list of names and what people would be doing right now. Part of him doubted he knew anyone out here - the Spaniard didn't seem like he understood much.

His musings were rudely interrupted as his dragon escort began speaking again. Deciding the think about this later, and pushing the thoughts to the back of his mind, he began to concentrate on what the man was actually saying to him.

"... is on the left. Your room is on third floor. Your friend seem not here yet. You meet him later. Nice pool out back. You enjoy yourself, si? You just in time for the festival."

Kai has stopped listening again by this point. Without really concentrating, he took his bag from the man and a set of keys. He grumbled some sort of thanks before walking casually up to the gigantic building before him. It looked like a block of flats, with two large fountains on either side of the entrance. The short brick wall surrounding the copmlex was lined with palm trees, and it began to sink in that he really was on holiday...

Taking an elevator up to the third floor, he began meticulously searching his room. Number 403, his little card said. He let out a small sigh as he walked past each of the doors, and amongst all the numbers, his mind began to wander.

His friend was waiting...?

"Careful there, Kai!"

The boy's eyes snapped up to meet the cold, icy orbs of Tala Ivanov.. At least, that's how they usually were. His rival smiled warmly at him, taking the young Hiwatari by surprise.

"What are you doing here?" He growled, quickly regaining his proud stance again. An unamused expression came across his face as he noticed Tala suppressing a laugh. "What's so funny?"

"I'm here the same reason you are. For a holiday. Though I doubt you came here of your own free will, huh?"

Kai eyed him a little suspiciously. It was strange for Tala to just appear out of the blue and start talking to him as if they had been best friends for all this time...

"Hn." He grunted before pushing past the wolf boy and continuing the search for his room.

Behind him, Tala smiled and watched him leave... Time for plan B!