Hello! Me again with yet another new fic for you guys. This is sort of a spiritual successor to Opposites Attract without the main pairing.

I've seen this done to the BladeBreakers plenty of times and feel it's time for our favourite anti social Russian team to suffer the same fate.

Disclaimer: I do not own beyblade or any associated characters. At least one from the recent manga has made it in due to their relation to a certain blonde.

One

Spencer strolled down the streets of Moscow weighed down by bags. After BEGA went down, he and the other Blitzkrieg Boys moved into a house together, including Kai who lived with them just to annoy his grandfather. Four glorious years had passed since that fateful day when Tyson defeated Brooklyn and Boris was sentenced to life imprisonment. Looking at his watch, Spencer saw it was about time to head home, fumbling around in a deep pocket for a set of elusive car keys. Putting the bags into the boot, Spencer hauled himself into the driver's seat and closed the door just as snow began to fall. It didn't take him long to reach the six bedroom house that was his home. One that he shared with four nut jobs…err teammates.

Ian had reached out to the boys after the BEGA fiasco apologising for not being there when they needed him and Tala had allowed him back onto the team…after much ass-kissing on Ian's part. Turning the engine off, Spencer heaved a sigh. It was too quiet for his liking. Grabbing what appeared to be eight bags of food shopping, Spencer went into the house expecting to see carnage, finding it in one piece just like he'd left it. His teammates could be a real handful sometimes. Spencer was the only one who could cook but Tala was learning from him…when Ian wasn't being an absolute pest or Bryan going on a killing spree until he was given coffee. Kai was generally easy to live with unless you woke him up for no reason. He spent a lot of time at college, only seen in the house at morning and night outside of weekends.

All in all, there was never a dull moment in the Blitzkrieg Boys' house. Spencer finished putting everything away in time to hear the front door open and close so he put the kettle on and found something to cook for supper. His back was turned when a taller, more dashing Bryan came striding into the room. He was training as a self defence coach and if all went well Bryan would find employment at either a school or college. Maybe even the army. The latter was a last resort. None of the boys wanted to be thrown into that kind of environment again.

Neither Bryan nor Spencer seemed willing to say anything so they sat in companionable silence for what seemed like hours before Kai returned looking incredibly bored. Without a word of complaint Spencer made the second youngest Blitzkrieg Boy a hot drink. Kai mumbled a quiet thank you as a steaming mug of coffee was set in front of him. He was actually very polite behind closed doors unless you rubbed him the wrong way. And Ian made a habit of doing just that whenever the opportunity presented itself.

Spencer knew better than to ask Kai how his day had been, knowing full well a tirade of cursing would follow. Instead he occupied himself by preparing a large leg of lamb for cooking. Being Friday it was lamb night.

"Hey Spence, you need a hand?"

Questioned giant looked over his shoulder at Bryan, wondering what had compelled him to ask.

"No thanks Bry, I'm good. Any idea where Fang and Slither have buggered off to? I thought they had today off?"

Fang and Slither were the nicknames given to Tala and Ian about two years ago but only Spencer used them. Because anybody else who dared to utter them would end up dead or severely beaten. Bryan shrugged his shoulders and Kai merely grumbled into his cup about going to get a nap. Not long after Kai vanished upstairs, the missing duo returned. Both of them had gotten taller and beefier over the years but Ian's nose refused to shrink down in size. Tala on the other hand looked more mature, his eyes deep pits of lavender. Since Spencer was busy sorting their supper, Bryan took it upon himself to make his "brothers" a warm drink.

"So where'd you guys run off to this time?"

Ian flinched but Tala simply stared at Spencer's back, watching bulging muscles ripple under a tight dark green shirt.

"I got called into work suddenly and I don't know where Ian went. We bumped into each other and walked back together."

Satisfied with Tala's response, Spencer didn't ask any further questions. Heat wafted out of the opened oven, waiting for the lamb laden tray to be placed on the shelf inside. Setting the timer, Spencer moved on to prepare something else.

Later that evening Spencer was just sitting in bed reading a book to wind down. Supper had gone down well and it pleased Spencer to hear it was the best roast lamb yet. Beside him something moved. Tilting his head down to look over ovular glasses Spencer saw a mess of scarlet red hair on the pillows, smiling quietly to himself. He'd been dating Tala for just over two years and couldn't be happier. Out of the others in the house, only Ian was oblivious to the relationship between the pair. Kai had simply put two and two together as Spencer spent a lot of time with Tala and Bryan…well Bryan caught them in bed most unfortunately. Even after two years Spencer and Tala were still unsure which of them would be the dominant male in bed. Spencer had size to his advantage but Tala had finesse and could hold his own in a play fight. For now they were content to take it in turns where the bedroom department was concerned.

Spencer didn't realize he'd been staring at Tala for over ten minutes just watching him sleep until there was a knock at the door. 'Who the devil could that be at this time of night?' Pulling on a pair of trousers and a jumper, Spencer ventured down to the door with a loud yawn. Whoever had knocked was very patient. Plucking a pistol off the wall just in case, Spencer peered outside only to find nothing. Just to be sure he unlocked the door and opened it fully. Moving to stand directly in the doorway, his toes brushed what felt like a wicker basket. Looking down Spencer was horrified by what he saw.

Without thinking he grabbed the basket and hurried to the kitchen, trying not to make a lot of noise. Setting the basket down he paced agitatedly. None of Spencer's training had prepared him to deal with the basket's contents.

'Ok Spencer calm down. You can do this. Those things in the basket won't hurt you. Now grow a pair and deal with them.'

Despite his newfound courage, Spencer cautiously inched towards the basket and peered inside. Nestled inside were two babies! Judging by the colour of their rompers both infants were female. Baby boys would've been no problem as Spencer had grown up among dozens of boys but girls were alien to him. A house full of men and two baby girls had just been ditched on its doorstep. One of the girls shuffled and Spencer tensed. Swallowing hard, he lifted the infant hoping he wasn't being too rough with her.

All was quiet the following morning. Spencer woke with a stretch, blind to the feel of a sofa under him. Last night was just a bad dream, he was sure of it. Yes that must be it. Nobody in their right mind would ditch two babies with five of the most socially awkward men on the planet. That nightmare turned slowly into a reality as Spencer felt something clutching his fingers. Only now did he notice he was in the living room lying on one of the sofas, his shirt gone.

Looking down to the left Spencer blinked, trying to be rid of the confusion surfacing. There on the floor were the babies still in their basket, Spencer's jumper protecting them from the cold and each latched on to one of his fingers. 'So it wasn't a dream.' He groaned trying to gently free his fingers. Neither baby stirred for a minute or so but soon they realised the fingers they'd held were gone. Identifying the infants might be about to cry, Spencer lifted them from the basket and settled both little girls on his legs, an arm supporting their backs. To make matters worse, somebody appeared behind him.

"Spence? What are you doing up so early?"

Turning with painful slowness, Spencer's green eyes clashed with tired lavender.

"Tal? You should be in bed."

"So should you. How long have you been down here?"

"All night apparently."

"But why? Have I done something to upset you?"

Before Spencer could reassure his red headed lover one of the girls decided now would be a fine time to wake up, big gold eyes staring up at him. Tala didn't like Spencer's sudden silence, moving to stand in front of him. Glistening pits of gold gazed at Tala as their owner threatened to cry.

"Tala, look in the basket and see if you can find anything that might stop her from crying."

"Why me?"

"Because you're the only other person in here and I have my hands full with two little people!"

Tala had only noticed the gold eyed infant before, now aware of the peachy haired bundle nestled in Spencer's other arm. Shifting the sheets in the basket, Tala found bottles filled with a white substance. It looked like milk. Looking at the babies he put two and two together, taking two of the bottles into the kitchen.

For hours on end Tala and Spencer sat with the babies, wondering what they were to do with them. Should they wait and see if the mother would come back for them? Or take the little girls to child services? Thinking of the latter always made Spencer feel bitter. Child services hadn't been there when he needed them, or for the other victims of Balkov Abbey. No doubt Tala and the other three felt similarly.

"We can't keep them Spencer."

Tala's voice was hushed so not to disturb the slumbering tots or the three teammates still in bed. He understood Spencer's unease concerning the authorities, felt the same anger even. But they had no idea how to care for one baby let alone two. Tala gave Spencer's spare hand a comforting squeeze, his eyes soft.

"We'll check around and see if anyone has lost a baby. If not we'll have no choice but to take them to an orphanage. There they can be taken home by someone who knows how to care for them, who can give these innocent beings the best start that they deserve. We're not cut out for this, Spence."

"What about that discussion we had last week? Have you suddenly changed your mind then?"

Tala thought back to said talk. Spencer had cornered him about having children but as men neither of them could conceive and they didn't know any girls who would willingly be a surrogate for them. So they had only one option; adoption. And Tala did still want to adopt a child. But it was too soon, too much of a coincidence that somebody had ditched two babies on their doorstep a week after deciding they would go ahead with adoption in a few years. Hell he and Spencer weren't even engaged yet. But Tala couldn't deny that these two innocent things had stirred something in him, urges he never knew existed in his mind. It was best they try and find the parents quickly before Spencer got attached to the girls.

"Spencer, honey. I haven't changed my mind in the slightest. But its too soon. We're not even married for crying out loud. Besides, having parents like us might mess them up. We don't know anything about the opposite sex."

"We can learn, Tala. I just…I don't want what happened to us to happen to them. It wouldn't be fair."

Tala could tell his blonde lover was already getting attached to the pinkette baby in his arms, allowing her to suck on his fingertip.

"The poor bastards are too young to understand what's happened to them Tala. What if their parents are dangerous?"

Tala couldn't deny the possibility but he tried not to think about such a negative theory. The little girl on his lap opened her eyes for the first time, large orbs of copper brown staring up at him. He and Spencer were so preoccupied with their thoughts that Ian managed to creep up behind the sofa ready to unleash hell. By the time Spencer caught on that somebody else was awake it was too late. Ian had blown up a balloon before hand, bursting it with a sharp pin.

The almighty popping sound made Tala flinch and the babies scream. Ian covered his ears, fearing his eardrums were about to burst as he moved around to the front of the sofa. He only caught a glimpse of the wailing tots before a fist came down hard on his head, knocking him out. Kai and Bryan were drawn out of their rooms by the noise, finding Ian on the floor out cold. Slowly the noise died down as Spencer and Tala rocked the screaming bundles with care not to hurt them.

Kai didn't need to ask what all the racket was, remembering the first time he'd met Max's baby sister Charlotte. However he was confused as to why two babies were in the house, his tired crimson eyes demanding answers. With Tala still trying to calm the copper eyed tot it fell on Spencer's shoulders to explain.

"They were ditched on our doorstep last night."

"Was there a note with them?"

Spencer shook his head. "No. Only a few bottles of what seems to be milk."

"Spencer, don't get attached. They can't stay here you know that. None of us know the first thing about baby care."

"Didn't Max have a baby sister?"

"Yes but I avoided her at every opportunity. If there's no sign of the parents in two days we're taking them to the nearest orphanage. No objections."

With that Kai stalked off back to bed hoping he could get a few more hours of sleep. Bryan dragged Ian back to his room muttering something about the bluenette being an idiot and people needed to sleep. He came back half dressed and made a beeline for the kettle. No doubt Spencer hadn't had anything to drink yet. While Bryan was making drinks for him and his brothers, it occurred to him that they'd need stuff for the babies during their short stay.

At a more sane hour Spencer took the risk of leaving the baby girls with Bryan and Tala to get some stuff from the shops. He'd looked up what they needed online and wrote it down. Knowing all hell would break loose if the media saw him buying baby stuff, Spencer donned a disguise while out. He returned to find Bryan on the floor with both tots with no sign of Kai or Tala.

"Bryan…why are you on the floor with them?"

Questioned teammate looked up in shock, calming to the sight of Spencer looming in the doorway.

"Tala went to go get a shower and I wasn't comfortable holding them so we put an old quilt down for them to lie on. Did you get everything?"

"Down to the last teething ring since we don't know how old the girls are. Do me a favour and take the clothes and diapers up to my room. Smells like they need changing."

Bryan's face paled but he did as asked while Spencer took his coat and hat off. Rather than try to pick the infants up individually, Spencer manoeuvred them into such a position he could use the quilt as a sling. Thinking about it now, the tots could probably do with a bath but he hadn't bought one for babies. Shrugging he carried the sleeping infants upstairs with care not to wake them. By the time Spencer got to his bedroom Tala was there in nothing but a towel, hair dripping wet. Tala's cheeks went red at being caught practically naked and Spencer gave him a firm spank after putting the girls on the bed.

"Well hello handsome."

"Hello yourself. What are they doing in here?"

"Don't get pissy Tala. The girls could do with a bath and their clothes cleaning. I'm going to need a hand."

"Fine." Tala huffed, knowing he wasn't going to get out of baby duty. "Just let me get some trousers on."

"Tala, they're babies. Seeing you in your birthday suit isn't going to scar them for life."

Said redhead grumbled and moved over to the wardrobe, watching as Spencer peeked over the quilt. Obviously he was trying not to wake the sleeping humans. Tala rolled his eyes, pulling a pair of icy blue sweatpants from the wardrobe, moving to stand on his side of the bed. Spencer's eyes danced at the sight of Tala's bare backside but he forced himself to focus on the task at hand…dirty diapers. Bryan had apparently heard Spencer talking to Tala as he walked in with two fresh towels. Luckily Tala was half dressed by then.

Bath time went well. Both girls were squeaky clean in ten minutes. Checking the tag on the rompers the tots had come in revealed they were between 5-7 months olds. Spencer had bought two of every size under a year old just in case. Tala and Bryan watched over the babies while Spencer did a little research on how to better care for them, ignoring Kai's warning that doing so would just make him grow attached to the kids. Ian wisely behaved after his stunt that morning.

He stupidly tickled the pinkette with his long nose and she promptly grabbed it and pulled. While the sight was hilarious Spencer removed the tiny chubby hands from Ian's nose so she didn't scream. Watching his giant of a lover being so gentle was a strange experience for Tala. Sure Spencer had handled him softly but this was different. He treated the girls like fragile pottery, as if they would break at the slightest hint of pressure. Tala knew babies were delicate things but surely Spencer was just being too cautious.

Come bed time the girls were tucked safely back in their basket beside Spencer's bed. Tala slept quietly as if nothing had happened. Spencer however couldn't take his eyes off the sleeping tots. Over the hours he'd noticed they had the same nose and similarly shaped eyes, thinking they were sisters, possibly unidentical twins. Spencer wondered long into the night where their mother could possibly be. What of the father? Had the sisters been orphaned and some kind soul did what they thought was best for them? No, if it had been a random stranger they would've taken the children to an orphanage right away.

So that left Spencer with only two theories. One, the girls had been abandoned by parents who couldn't afford them. Two, they'd been kidnapped and ditched far away from home. Spencer prayed to whatever God was out there that it wasn't the latter. The last thing they needed was the attention of the corrupt Russian police force. Try as he might, Spencer just couldn't sleep so he lifted the little girls from their basket and sat with them on his lap in such a position that he'd be able to sleep comfortably if he did doze off.

And there it is. I feel like the boys handled the arrival of two baby girls a bit too well so as recompense for that I will be making them suffer. Hoping to have chapter two done soon.