Gone South for the summer
Summary: All the bladers are spending a summer at Max's aunt's house in America. The time there was supposed to be filled with fun activities, but will they be able to get to them with the appearence of a mysterious team that seems to be challenging all the visiting teams one by one to secret matches, leading to defeat after defeat of the teams one by one. On top of that, an odd girl who seems to have even less emotion then Kai, seems to be having truobles of her own that some others get dragged into. Sounds like a bunch of fun for them, no?
Disclaimer: I only own my OC's, not Beyblade or the charcaters in Beyblade. Also, Blitzkrieg, Tala's dog, is owned by Apple Senorita. And the main idea of my OC's team is off of one of Yurii Savinov's stories.
Pairings: None yet, though some might come soon. xP
Quick note: Ignore all of my mistakes please, I've got such short-term memory that it's killing me to look through and find all of my mistakes because I forgot to do something. -.-;;
Dedications: This story is dedicated to three of the best authoresses ever! Yurii Savinov, who is awesome, Apple Senorita, who was so kind to let me use Blitzkreig, and Rand-Chan, whose so awesome for updateing her great story so frequantly!
"blahblahblah" talking
/blahblahblah/ talking in Russian
"blahblahblahblah" thinking
"blahblahblah" bitbeast talking
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"Hurry up Ivanov!"
Tala let out a slight moan, watching as long brown hair disappeared behind a corner, challenging him to catch up. How had he gotten into this mess? Oh yes, he remembered now, it was all Kai's fault!
Flash Back
"Tala, you lose, now hand over the money," Kai extended a hand out, after watching the dice land.
"Um, I don't have any money left," Tala replied nervously.
"Well, you know what happens when you have a debt that you can't pay off," Kai replied, a devilish smirk on his face.
"Oh please no Kai, I don't want to run all of those laps on top of my regular training!" the redhead begged, a pleading look in his eyes.
"Ok, well I've got a better idea then," Kai's smirk widened into a smile, one of pure evil.
End Flash Back
I should've seen something like this coming, just had to stick me with Mishka of all people… That little traitor shall pay though! I can imagine it now, Kai hanging out of the window all day long with just his boxers on for everybody outside to gawk over him, it would be perfect for revenge!
"Hey, Wolf Boy, hurry up," Mishka said, her uncovered eye peering back at him.
Tala quickened his pace so that he was jogging next to the brunette, who was staring absently in front of herself.
"Hey Mishka, where are we going?" He asked, noticing they were running in a rather trashy area.
"My house, I've got to check on my brother so you get the honor of meeting him," Mishka answered bluntly, as she turned her glance away from in front of her to the redhead.
"Oh," Tala replied, followed Mishka as they made their way up to a house.
Once inside, Mishka seemed to be on guard for something, relaxing once some boy, who looked like a clone of herself, came down the stairs.
"Mishie!" Sergei yelled, throwing himself at his sister.
"Hey there Sergei, is your leg feeling better?" Mishka asked, as she pulled her brother off of herself.
"Yep, it's healed a lot faster then last time. Hey, who's your friend?" Sergei turned to look at Tala as he ended his sentence.
"Sergei, this is Tala, Tala, this is Sergei," Mishka introduced the two quickly, not being the best at the part.
Sergei stuck a hand out for Tala to shake, which the redhead replied to slowly, sticking his hand out a bit uneasily, before having it grabbed by Sergei, who shook it rapidly.
"Nice to meet you Tala!"
Tala tried to put on a fake half smile, though he was distracted by the house, which seemed to be a bit more impressive on the inside then outside.
Sergei and Mishka exchanged confused glances, before the two just shrugged, and turned back to the redhead that had seemed to zone out on them.
"Wait a second, you've got a Russian accent, Why doesn't your sister?" Tala asked, as he came out of his own little world and stared at the two intently.
Sergei looked nervous for a moment," Well, I was in Russia much longer then she was-"Before Sergei could continue, an irritated Mishka left the room.
"What's wrong with her?" Tala asked, as he watched Mishka leave the room.
"You're going to have to ignore her," Sergei sent Tala an apologetic look, "she doesn't like when the subject is brought up."
"Oh, but why were you in Russia longer then her?" Tala questioned, he couldn't help but pry into the subject.
"Well, when our parents spilt up, my mom took Mishka, and my dad took me. My mom went to Germany, and there she fell in love with some guy, so Mishka ended up being…'adopted' when she was about two. Me and my dad stayed in Russia though until I was about twelve, then we moved here, but continued to speak in Russian to each other, and I didn't have many friends, so I didn't practice my English very much, so when my dad felt he could no longer lived, and took his own life away, I was sent to this house, I was about fourteen then, so when I some how received a letter from Mishka, she came here once I told her the address, and so now we both lived with our adopted parents."
Tala could see the pain in Sergei's eyes as he explained basically their whole life story. He wasn't surprised when the boy had to turn away, wiping his eyes for a moment.
"Don't worry," Tala put a comforting hand on his shoulder," You're not alone with having such bad luck."
"What do you mean?" Sergei asked, looking up at Tala as if he were an older brother.
"You should probably go and check on your sister," Tala advised, not wanting to continue the subject any longer, seeing as he could feel the pain coming back into his heart.
Sergei sniffled for a second, before nodding and turning and walking down the hall Mishka had left in. Deciding to go on his own adventure for the said girl, Tala walked into another room, looking around for any sign of the brunette. He glanced at the picture frames that were set up neatly on a shelf, but before he could study them closer, someone tapped on his shoulder.
"It's rude to look through other peoples houses."
Tala sighed; he should be used to Mishka coming up behind him by now.
"Sorry, I was looking for you," he replied, rolling his eyes a bit.
"Whatever, anyways, we better head back to the house," Mishka ordered, before turning and heading towards her front door.
"Ok, but shouldn't you tell your brother first?"
"Oh, yeah, where is he?"
"Looking for you."
/What the hell was that for/
Tala and Mishka turned to the sudden shout, seeming to be coming from the back of the house. The two headed in the direction, only to find a man standing over Sergei, who was now on the ground, obviously pushed.
"Oh no, um, lets go Tala," Mishka said quickly, turning and trying to get away undetected.
"Hello Mishka, who's your friend?" the man asked in a rather slurred voice.
"He's no one, papa," Mishka answered with a frown.
"You should introduce your father to your boyfriend," the man continued to talk.
"Whoa, I'm not her boyfriend, we're just acquaintances," Tala replied, putting his hands up defensively.
Before the man could speak again, Mishka grabbed Tala's arm and lead him away, ignoring the shouts coming from behind them. The brunette hurried to open the front door, practically running as she led the redhead away from the house.
"Wait, Mishka, who was that, your adopted father?" Tala questioned, as he noticed the small glint of fear in the said girl's eyes.
Instead of answering his question, Tala watched as the girl next to him started to cry, tears running down her face as she tried to hide them. Tala put his arm around her shoulder, letting her lean against him. As he waited for her to calm down, they continued to walk, him steering her which ever direction they needed to go.
Mishka sniffled a bit, before pulling away from Tala, wiping her eyes as she did so, while also muttering an apology.
"Its fine, everyone needs to cry every now and then," Tala replied, looking forward as they started walking down the road towards the Smith's house.
"I just had to cry for the first time in years in front of you though…" Mishka mumbled, pulling out a small compact mirror from one of her pockets to check if her eyes looked too bad.
"Hey, what's that suppose to mean?" Tala asked in a fake offended voice.
"Tell me, would you like to burst out in tears for no apparent reason in front of…Rei lets say?"
"No, I'd look like a retard if I did that."
"Exactly my point."
With that, Mishka started running towards the house that was coming into sight, Tala following her at his own pace.
"Hey, I'm still training you, so start running!" Mishka barked, looking back at the redhead for a moment, before speeding up again.
Tala rolled his eyes, before picking up his pace so that he could perhaps beat the brunette to the house, though she was far ahead of him.
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Tala laid thoughtfully on his sleeping bag, It had been about three weeks since they had gone camping, and there had been no battles with the Four Seasons, so they were probably planning something big, or they just decided to leave them alone.
/What are you doing Wolfie/ Ian asked, as he looked over from his own sleeping bag.
/Nothing, just thinking/ Tala answered, still deep in thought.
/That's odd…/ Kai commented from his bed, as he read through some book.
/Shut up Kai/ Tala snarled back.
/Heel boy, he was only joking/ Bryan said, as he leaned against one of the walls.
Tala rolled his eyes/ whatever./
Spencer walked into their room, a portable DVD player in hand/ anyone want to watch a movie/
/Sure./ Everyone chimed in at once.
Before they could start up their movie, a sharp knock was heard at the door, Kai jumped up to get it.
"Hello?"
/Where's Wolf boy/ Mishka asked, pushing passed Kai.
/Um, hey Mishka, what do you want/ Tala asked, blinking a bit as Mishka walked up to him.
/Man, my dare sucks, those two are going to pay/ Mishka mumbled, before bending down and giving Tala a quick peck on the cheek.
/What the/ Tala asked, watching as Mishka hurriedly left the room.
/I believe she was dared to do that/ Ian pointed out.
/Whatever, lets get on with the movie/ Kai said, as he went and sat back down where he had been before getting up.
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"You guys suck," Mishka growled, as she sat down on a bean bag.
"Yeah, yeah, so you kissed him, right?" Hilary asked, a smirk on her face.
"Yeah, I did, but now it's my turn," Mishka answered in a warning tone.
"Crap."
The other girls in the room turned to Miranda, who obviously was nervous, along with Laura and Mary, about it being the Russian girl's turn.
"Now, Hilary, truth or dare?" Mishka asked challengingly.
"Oh no, Mishka's revenge…" Laura mumbled, before Mary interrupted her with a whimper.
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Sorry for the chapter not being too great, i was half asleep when I typed it up. xD;;
I would like to thank Rand-Chan and whyamidoingthis01 for reviewing!
- DaCow Takao