Tyson tossed and turned in his bed, finally glad to be home again. He missed it all: The familiar sight and feel of the dojo, getting to sleep in his bedroom again, being curled up to Hilary, hanging out with his friends... It was a life he never thought he's go back to. But he's glad it came back for him.

He was having a good rest until he heard the familiar sound of a beyblade whirring around. He went to the room opposite his own, being careful not to wake Hilary, and he went to check on his friends. He did a good headcount: Daichi was asleep, Ray was asleep, Max was asleep, Kenny was asleep, and Mr. Dickenson was busy helping set the tournament up so he was staying at a nearby hotel.

But there was one figure Tyson didn't see sleeping. So, he headed outside to see Kai sat down, legs crossed, eyes closed, head down, and completely focused.

"Kai, put your beyblade away. You need your..." Tyson was cut off as he saw Kai's beyblade, Dranzer, spin around the back of Kai's neck and dance along his right shoulder, before going down to his arm and finally reaching the palm of his hand, still spinning all the while.

"Rest," Tyson finished, unable to take his eyes off the remarkable display of focus that Kai was showing. The blue-haired blader then opened his eyes and turned his head to face Tyson. As soon as the champion started to head back to go to bed, Kai called his name.

"Yeah? What is it?" Tyson asked.

"I can teach you if you'd like," Kai replied, Dranzer still spinning in his hand. Tyson took note that the blade was starting to generate heat, in no small thanks to it's bit-beast.

"Come on, you know I don't have the focus to do this," Tyson replied, unsure of whether or not he could learn from his friend.

"You won't know unless you try," Kai replied. Tyson sighed and sat down next to Kai. Luckily, he had his blading gear in one of his pockets, just in case. He then launched his Dragoon beyblade as silently as he could without waking the others up.

"So, what's the plan? Do I just let Dragoon onto me?" Tyson asked.

"It's not that simple. You need to find every bad thought, every evil emotion, and try to force it out," Kai answered.

"No offense, but isn't that a bit of a hard task for someone like you?" Tyson suggested.

"Not really," Kai replied.

"Why?"

"Because I learned it from you," Kai finished.

"Kai, you're the oldest member of the team, and you've been blading more than I have. How is it possible that I could teach you anything?" Tyson asked.

"Because any blader knows to learn from the best - and on our team, you're that guy. You're the one we can turn to to get our heads outta the clouds and keep us in check if we get too ahead of ourselves," Kai answered.

"Hey, I used to be in over my head a lot too. Remember when we won that tournament against the Blitzkrieg Boys? Or back then, they were the Demolition Boys. Anyway, my point is, I acted like such a dick after that tournament was over," Tyson commented.

"I did notice, but I overlooked it. To me, it showed that you were proud of what you'd accomplished. You just let it get to your head. Trust me, it happens to the best of us," Kai replied.

"Thank God that Hilary has kept me in line all this time," Tyson said with a smirk.

"Yeah. So, should we get started?" Kai said.

"I'm ready when you are," Tyson replied.

"Well, the first thing you do is will your Dragoon over to you."

Tyson did as he was told before Kai continued. "Then, you place your hand down on the ground and let your beyblade hop on. The rest is all about the focus and concentration."

Tyson placed his left hand down on his knuckles on the floor, spreading his fingers. Dragoon did a little jump and hopped on to Tyson's hand, spinning in place for a bit before continuing it's ascent up his arm. Tyson struggled to keep his cool, but then looked over to Kai and noticed that he was totally focused and undeterred by his Dranzer beyblade spinning around on him.

"Don't follow my example," Kai said, shaking Tyson from his daze. "Focus. Feel."

"I-I'm trying," Tyson said with a struggle.

"It took me a while to get it, too. But the best things always take time," Kai replied.

Tyson simply gritted his teeth, trying harder to keep himself in control. Kai noticed this and raised an eyebrow before letting out a small chuckle.

"What's so funny?" Tyson asked through his teeth.

"After all these years, you're still the same. Just as impatient, just as brash, just as I remember you," Kai replied. As he finished, Dragoon spun away from Tyson's arm and landed sideways on the floor. Kai called his beyblade to his hand before placing it in his pocket.

"Damn, that hurt," Tyson sad as he stood up and rubbed his arm. He leaned down to pick up his beyblade and saw Kai stand up.

"You really are just the same as you were when we last met. But you're more confident now, Tyson. That's a good thing. Keep hold of that," Kai said before walking away. Tyson watched Kai as he walked and noticed a multitude of scars on Kai's wrist.

"What happened to your wrist, Kai?" Tyson asked.

"Like I said, it took me a while to get it," Kai answered as he continued walking back into the dojo. Tyson stood and followed suit before adjourning to his bedroom and curling up with Hilary again.

The next morning...

Tyson woke up with a yawn, and turned to see Hilary was no longer in bed.

"Hilary?" the champion called out, hoping to get a response from his girlfriend.

"I'm in the shower, Tyson!" Hilary replied. Tyson got a devious smirk. He went to the opposing room besides his own, and saw that everybody else was fast asleep. He then sneaked back into his room, removing his clothes as he headed to the bathroom, opening the door and earning a yelp from Hilary.

"Who's there?!" Hilary yelled.

"It's me. Calm down," Tyson replied.

"Oh, good," Hilary responded. She moved the shower curtain across to see Tyson stood there with no clothes. Grinning widely, she offered her hand to him. Tyson took it, and she pulled him into the shower, kissing him as they let the water wash over them.

Elsewhere, at the hotel Mr. Dickenson stayed in for the night...

The Beyblading chairman hopped into an elevator, his cane in one hand and briefcase in the other, and smiled as he went down, finally glad to have gotten some sleep. But he was also smiling because another tournament was around the corner, and after a long break from it, he felt good to do it again. He enjoyed helping people around him, even if he didn't know them or hadn't even met them.

After the elevator doors opened again, he stepped out and tipped his hat towards a few passersby. He arrived at the front desk, giving the man behind the counter a gentle smile.

"Did you enjoy your stay, sir?" asked the male.

"I certainly did. It was the best sleep I've had in a long time," the chairman replied before taking his leave. There was a taxi waiting for him, and he entered said taxi, telling it to go to Ryu's Dojo.

He stepped out of the taxi as soon as he arrived at the dojo, paying the driver and giving him a nice tip to boot before gazing at the familiarity of the dojo. He had to admit, Tyson had done his best to keep it up and running since Ryu had passed away. He was glad to see it didn't go to waste. He turned to see a familiar sight and spotted Kai, Daichi, Ray, and Max training together, with Kenny sitting on a nearby bench, Dizzi resting on his lap as he gave the rest of the team advice and assistance.

"Hello there, boys!" he said with a wave as he walked over to them.

"Mr. D! What's up?" Ray asked as the chairman walked towards them.

"Well, the tournament starts in half an hour and I wanted to check that you were all okay," replied Mr. Dickenson.

"Yeah, we're fine," Max replied.

"All our stuff is packed and ready; we were just waiting on you," Kenny added.

"Well, it's not just him," Max pointed out.

"Oh yeah! I wonder where Tyson and Hilary are?" Kenny thought out loud.

"It's not so much where they are as what they're up to," Ray said slyly. Kenny blushed a bit and gave a nod.

"So, how's the progress looking, Kenny?" Daichi asked, trying to move the conversation elsewhere.

"Um, not bad at all. Your beyblades are still in great condition, nothing wrong with any of the parts, and your blading skills seem just fine," Kenny replied.

"So, no problems?" Ray asked.

"Not that I can see. I've had Dizzi run every diagnostic possible on your skills, blades, launchers, everything, and it's all in tip-top shape," Kenny responded with a smile.

"Yep. It appears you still remember which way to yank the chord out!" Dizzi added sarcastically. After a brief chuckle, Mr. Dickenson took a look around.

"Where on Earth are Tyson and Hilary?" he asked.

"I don't know. They both slept in Tyson's room last night. We all got the guest room," Max answered.

"And how long have you all been awake?" Dickenson asked.

"I dunno. Maybe an hour? An hour and a half at the most," Ray answered.

"Wow. Go Tyson," Max said with a wide smirk.

"Huh. Speak of the devil," Daichi said, turning to see a door opening. He called his beyblade back to his hand, as did the others with theirs, and smiles seeing Tyson and Hilary walk over to them, the couple holding hands.

"Hey guys!" Hilary said with a smile.

"What kept you guys so long?" Daichi asked, almost completely oblivious to their earlier activities.

"We wanted to sleep in a bit," Tyson said with a smirk.

"Well, I hope you two are well rested. We have a tournament to get to!" Mr. Dickenson told them. Tyson simply nodded. Kai, Ray, Max and Daichi all called their beyblades back before returning them to their pockets.

"We're not using a helicopter again, are we?" Kenny asked with a smirk as he closed his laptop back up.

Dickenson chuckled before replying, "No. We're taking a taxi this time. The tournament isn't that far away."

"That's good to know. The whole flying around thing was starting to make me feel a little sick," Tyson joked. They all got inside the taxi, and drove off, waiting to see what challenges would face them next, and wondering what Boris would have in store for them.


I know I promised the that the would get to the tournament, but I dunno which teams should be first up! So leave me a review or PM me who you wanna see in the bey-dish first. Until next time dudes.