Llewelyn was all smiles when the Blade Breakers Team emerged from the practice stadium a little while later. "I trust you're all hungry? Pierre and I had to do something in the kitchen, helping Chef prepare the food."

"VERY hungry," Takao said, his stomach grumbling. Max gave a goofy grin. "I'm apologizing for Takao, even if it's a bit too early. When he says he's HUNGRY, it's an understatement."

Max wasn't kidding. Pierre just watched Takao with a very huge sweatdrop over his head, and Llewelyn was just unperturbed. He made sure Chef would go over the top this time: there were lamb and pork chops, roast beef, roast chicken, sausages, bacon and steak, mashed potatoes, peas, carrots, silver boats of steaming gravy, potato salad…and Takao had a single bite out of each of them.

Alphonse, Giovanni, Sigurd, and Kieran came by a little later, dressed in thick clothes and were wearing scarves about their throats. Alphonse laughed good-naturedly as Takao heaped his plate with more and more food. "Just think. Chef has 6 Takaos always eating through the clubhouse stores EVERY single day."

"You mean…you EAT like Takao?" Professor asked in amazement.

"Eat like HIM? No, we're even WORSE." Giovanni nodded. "Save some for Chef's dessert table. You haven't even begun to live until you've tasted his homemade ice-cream and cake!"

And Takao plowed through the dessert table like there's no tomorrow: blocks of homemade ice-cream in every flavor you could think of, all sorts of cake, lemon meringue pie, jam-filled doughnuts, pralines, sweet homemade candies and pastries, chocolate…

He was near bursting when he had finished. He burped richly, then covered his mouth. "Wow. That was the MOST excellent dinner I ever HAD! Chef's really EXQUISITE!"

"Thanks, Chef would love you for the compliment," Giovanni said, grinning. He looks over at the others. "Fine over there?"

"Yes," Professor said. "It was a really wonderful meal."

"Think nothing of it! We appreciate guests over here at the clubhouse."

"So. How was your Blading?" Llewelyn asked, stirring his cup of coffee.

"It was grand!" Max replied, his eyes twinkling. "I never had that much fun in my life."

"Yeah, and you're NOT yet rusty," Takao said, his eyes becoming sly little slits. "Draciel almost beat Dragoon into PULP back there."

Max was just grinning happily. Lei was just quiet.

"So…who won?" Llewelyn asked.

"We've all had our fair share of winnings," Takao replied, "but Lei just SIMPLY edged over us, just a tiny bit. He's become cooler."

"Really?" Llewelyn fixed his cool ice blue eyes at Lei.

"…?" Lei blinked.

"Want a friendly little match?" the older boy asked him, his composure still cool and unperturbed.

"Uh…" Lei blinked again.

"Don't worry. It's just a friendly little match, not much else," Llewelyn told him. "And we've got a perfect place for doing battles outside the practice stadium."

"Hey Lei, this is your chance!" Takao told him. "You've been pestering us about battling Llewelyn a while ago, were you not?"

"Errh…" Lei became fire engine red.

"Really?" Pierre blinked. "OK, that would be fine. Don't worry, Lei, Zerzens wouldn't gobble up your Driger or anything. Besides, it's only once in a blue moon Llewelyn goes crazy enough as to challenge ANYBODY."

"O-OK." Lei gulped. "I'm on."

Pierre, Llewelyn, Asaya, Takao, Max, and Lei went to the huge marble fountain up front. Professor sat on one of the stone benches facing the fountain, while Tsukiyo was with him.

"Alright, places everyone? Good." Pierre nodded. "This is just a friendly match between Llewelyn Falstaff of the Guild and Lei Kon of the BBA-Blade Breakers Team. Best 2 out of 3. Alright gentlemen, to their respective shooting points, please!"

Llewelyn and Lei stood facing each other from either side of the now empty, drained fountain. Lei nodded then raised his Driger, set upon his Shooter. "I am very honored to meet you on this match."

"Same here." Llewelyn raised his own Shooter. Professor gasped. "Wow…that's…incredible…"

The Shooter was set upon Llewelyn's left wrist, held in place by many straps and silver etched medallions. His Bey Blade, a jet black one, was set in place right at the middle of his gauntlet on his left hand. The Bey was a stunning work of art, with its many overlapping sharp ring blades on the rim. They looked like stylized wings of a dragon. Many beautifully etched silver designs were surrounding the center bit, and the "wing blades".

"Zerzens is honored to meet Driger," Llewelyn said. He nodded. "Ready when you are, Lei Kon."

"OK! This is it! Bladers at the ready!" Pierre nodded.

"3…2…1…GO…SHOOOOOTTTTTT~~~~!!!"