A few months after the BEGA Tournament, Mr. Daitenji revives a note. A note that could only mean trouble for Takao and his fellow bladers.
Warning: Use of Japanese names and OCs (but no pairings) show up later.
Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade, Takao Akoi does. I only own the Original Characters.
The BBA was well on its way back and Mr. Daitenji had the G-Revolutions and the rest of the blading teams to thank for that. After the whole BEGA business, every team did everything they could to help; even the Blitzkrieg Boys pitched in.
The feeling of gratefulness never left Mr. Daitenji, even as he ran his fingers over his new desk – Italian, dark wood, a gift from the Majestics. With the main building up and running, re-building the rest of his company should be a breeze. Leaning back in his black leather seat, he turned around to look out the large window, grazing out over Bay City.
For once, things seemed pretty normal. Well, as normal as life with those bladers could be, Mr. Daitenji chuckled, looking over at his desk, which held a picture of all the teams, including the Justice 5.
With them all getting along, he hoped the next tournament was fun, not life-threating. These kids needed to just kick back and enjoy life and blading.
Blinking, Mr. Daitenji's lips twitched.
A nice, relaxing vacation for them all seemed like the right idea before any more tournaments.
Besides, after everything, they really did deserve it.
A light knock on his double doors brought Mr. Daitenji out of his thoughts. He cleared his throat.
"Come in."
His secretary, a slim, Asian woman, walked in. Her face was twisted in confusion, a small white piece of paper in her hands.
"Mr. Daitenji," she started, stopping just in front of his desk, "this just . . . appeared on my desk for you." She handed him the note before bowing and walking over.
Scanning his eyes over the note, Mr. Daitenji took in a deep breath. That vacation he was thinking about would have to wait.
His bladers weren't done saving the world of blading just yet.
I'm coming
Dr. A