Across Countries
By: Sedi
Back by popular demand! Chapter two! I've already got a strangle scene planned out in my head for a later chapter. ^_^' Mweh heh, I'm evil... This fic is gonna be so fun... Also, someone mentioned that Piddlesworth was a funny name. I used the name because on the show, Enrique called his butler that, so it's going to be the butler's name in this fic. So I'm not offended in any way. ^-^' And some of the other Bladebreaks might make an appearance in this, and there is no beyblading. It's all A/U.
Chapter Two: The Mall
"Mariah, you have to help me!" Rei fell backwards on his bed, holding the phone that was brought by Piddlesworth on a platter up to his ear. "Enrique is just driving me crazy. I'm trying to be polite, but I'm going to crack soon!"
On the other end, a female voice laughed. "Just keep putting up with him, be the better man. That'll really show him. And he'll regret the day he ever met Kon Rei."
"You give the strangest advice," Rei replied, "but you are always able to cheer me up." He smiled.
"Well, I'm glad to be of some help," Mariah said. "So when are you coming back home? We miss you already, Rei."
"I don't know. It might be a month. Maybe less, if Enrique decides to ditch me in Russia or Mexico or something." The Chinese boy sighed. On the other end, his friend yawned. "Tired? It's getting close to bedtime where you're at, isn't it?"
"Yeah, sorry I can't talk any longer Rei. And Lee is coming down with the flu or something, so of course he wants me to wait on him hand and foot, especially at nights."
Rei laughed softly. "Yeah, typical Lee... I guess I'll talk to you later then."
"Bye, and good luck, Rei."
The raven haired boy hung up the phone and looked around his room. He then pulled out his labtop from his backpack and opened it up. After plugging it in to outlets and a phone jack in the wall, the boy logged onto the internet and started replying to e-mails.
Deciding against stopping writing to his other penpals around the world, Rei had given them all his e-mail address so he could stay in contact with them, even though he'd rather write letters. To him, letters were more personalized and something easy to store, and you won't lose them if your computer or labtop crashes.
Swiftly he typed, finally forgetting about his problems with Enrique.
The Italian teen slyly made his way across his yard, checking to make sure no one saw him. He just barely had the front door open when a voice rang out, "Master Enrique!"
Enrique groaned and turned around to see Piddlesworth behind him on the sidewalk. How long had he known Enrique was sneaking around? "What is it now, Piddlesworth? I don't have time for any lessons or anything!"
"I just spoke with your father. He wants you to show Master Rei around town," Piddlesworth answered, confidence as always in his tone of voice. "For two hours at least, he said."
"Terrific," Enrique muttered. "People are going to stare if they see me with Rei. He dresses all... weird."
"You must be more open-minded to other cultures," Piddlesworth advised. "As I'm sure he is. That's why he came here; to learn more about Italy. It's not everyday that people want to know about our country's history, so you should be grateful that-... that..." He looked around. Enrique had already left. "Where did that boy go to now?"
Enrique climbed the steps and entered Rei's room without so much as a knock. It took him a second, but he finally saw Rei lying on his bed, labtop infront of him, asleep. He stepped into the room and shut the door quietly, then silently walked up to the bed.
"Aw, sleeping like a baby," Enrique said softly, an evil grin spreading across his face. He saw Rei's bag, reached into it, and pulled out a book. He looked at it. "Damn, it's all in Chinese..."
He turned back to Rei, raised the book up high, and with a loud THUD! brought it down ontop of Rei's head.
Immediatly, the Chinese boy woke up. He swiftly swung out of bed, grabbed Enrique by his arms, and slammed him up against the wall. "Who-!" He blinked, then let go of the blonde. "Oh, it's just you, Enrique. Sorry, reflex."
"What are you trying to do, kill me?" Enrique yelled. He rubbed his left arm where Rei had grabbed him. 'He has a tight grip.'
"Well you shouldn't have hit me with a book," Rei stated. He sat down on his bed. "So where are the girls?"
"I didn't bring them. Now come on, I'm taking you on a tour. Meet me downstairs by the door when you're ready, and don't take too long. I'm a very impatient person." Before Rei could respond, he exited the room and went back down the steps.
Surprised, Rei just sat there, staring at the door. "He's actually going to give me a tour?" He closed his eyes, shook his head, then reopened them. "I can't believe I fell asleep." The boy picked up his Chinese version of the Fellowship of the Ring and put it back in his bag. Then he pulled out a pencil and a notebook labled "Italy."
The boy rushed down the steps and up to Enrique, who, true to his word, was standing by the door.
"It's about time. You took a long time to just get a notebook and a pencil."
In his mind, Rei growled and longed to give the Italian boy a good punch. But he restrained himself and responded, "Sorry, I had to put my book and labtop away. Let's go now, I guess."
Both boys had walked silently until they were in the center of the city. Rei was the first to speak up.
"So, when are you going to start telling me about Italy?" He asked.
Enrique responded, "After I do something." He then grabbed Rei's notebook and pencil, and tossed it into a nearby old-looking fountain. "There, now, we're good. We're good." He smirked and watched as both sank to the bottom.
"My... My notebook!" Rei turned to Enrique. "That was my notebook!"
"Chill, China boy. Everything that I'm going to talk about is in some notes of mine that I still have. I'll give them to you after we're done with the tour, I promise." He looked around, then added, "Okay, this way," then turned left towards a large building.
Fuming, Rei followed. He oh-so-dearly wanted to kick the blonde Italian, but remembered his manners and kept his feelings to himself. The two boys entered the building. From left to right inside were stores.
"What... the..." The Chinese boy stared ahead.
"You're not traveling around with me in the clothes you're wearing," Enrique stated. "You're either wearing normal clothes, or you won't get my notes and everything I know about Italy will be sealed inside my brain, and you won't be able to get any of the information."
Rei wanted to scream at Enrique "So what?!" but again kept his anger in check, and only nodded. "But as soon as I get out of Italy, I'm wearing my clothing, okay?"
"Deal." Enrique then dragged Rei off to the first clothing store in sight. "Just keep your mouth shut and let me pick out the clothes. I may not look like I have a fashion sense, but trust me, I have something in mind for you that'll look at least halfway decent. And you don't even have to pay for it, it's on me."
"Nice," Rei grumbled.
The Chinese boy looked around the store, and saw a whole rack of green shirts. The green reminded him of his homeland, the green mountains... The green grass... His friends, Lee's, green clothing... The green-
"Here we go!" Enrique suddenly popped up infront of him, holding a shirt and jeans. "Go in the dressing room and try them on! I think they'll fit you."
Rei blinked, then sighed. 'Why does Enrique have to ruin everything? Even my thoughts get interrupted by him!' He walked into a dressing room and locked the door.
Enrique grinned as he watched Rei go into the dressing room, then started looking through some more clothes. 'Rei better like the clothes that I'm getting him. He should feel right at home with the ying-yang on his shirt.'
Rei suddenly burst out of the dressing room, practically steaming. Enrique had to admit that he never saw the raven haired boy more pissed off.
"You... You... This is an insult to my country!" Rei was wearing a soft red shirt with a ying-yang on the front, and semi-tight pants. "How dare you people use a symbol of my country just for clothing! You probably don't even know its meaning! You people... You people..." Rei snarled and went back into the dressing room, slamming the door shut.
The Italian boy blinked in surprise, then turned to the lady behind the cash register. "I'll take that, plus these." He set more shirts and pants on the counter. "Charge it on my credit card. Oh, and this." He added a package of hair ties to the pile of clothing. After pausing and looking around the store once more, Enrique also grabbed a hat and set it ontop of the hair ties. "And this. Thank you."
Rei and Enrique walked out of the store. Rei was still mad, and Enrique was trying to avoid any kind of conversation that would set the Chinese boy off again. When they walked to a model of a coliseum, Enrique finally decided to talk about Italy's history.
"This isn't a real coliseum-" ('Duh,' Rei thought.) "- but it's a pretty good model of it. Life-size. Years and years ago, gladiators would fight in them, and the loser would be killed. But sometimes, the audience would shout for mercy for the fallen gladiator, if they really like him, and most likely the winner wouldn't kill the loser if they do."
"Interesting," Rei murmured.
"Want to look inside? I have the key to it." Enrique pulled a necklace out of his pocket. Attatched to it was an ancient looking key. "It's a duplicate of a real key from the time the coliseums were in use."
Rei nodded, and Enrique unlocked a steal gate. The gate immediatly rose up, allowing both boys to enter.
To Rei, the coliseum looked even more huge inside than it did on the outside. The ground was level and very large in width, larger than a normal sized house. And the seats seemed to trail up higher than a three-story house.
"This place was built with special material so the rain won't erode it as easily as some buildings in Italy," Enrique said. He sat on a seat, and Rei sat beside him. "It was built for block-headed tourists to look and gawk at. Some are even stupid enough to think that it's real. Would a real one look so perfect after over two thousand years?"
When looking at Rei, who looked somewhat offended, Enrique quickly added, "Don't worry, I don't think of you as a blockhead tourist. You're a traveler. Tourists wouldn't be as willing to try different foods here as you were at lunch. Or did you think that the coliseum was real?"
"I knew it was fake," Rei explained. 'He's being so polite now.' "You must really be proud of your country to be able to actually want to show me around, even if you had to be persuaded."
"Yeah, sure..." Enrique sighed. "But, I would rather live somewhere else. Get away from here for a long time. My Dad's too strict when it comes to my future. He wants me to take over the family business, which would force me to stay in Italy for all of my life."
"Well, your chance to get out of Italy is coming up soon," Rei replied. "When the week is over, we're going to France for a while, then to some other countries, remember?"
"Yeah, but traveling isn't the same as living in a different place. I want to live somewhere else, and have a full experience of the place." Enrique stood back up, then leaned against the post beside the gate. "After living in Italy for a while, it starts to suck. Really badly."
'Wow, he's actually being so open to me now.' Rei stared at him as he spoke.
"But hey... s'all good!" Enrique suddenly broke out into a grin, which almost scared Rei. "Now, when we get back to my place, you're putting on one of those pairs of clothing that I got you, plus the hat. And you're getting rid of that hair wrap and putting in a normal hair tie. Unless you want me to cut your hair for you."
"Touch my hair, and die," Rei growled. 'Now he's turned into a jackass again! What's up with that?'
Enrique shrugged and replied, "Well, then you're wearing the hat and hair tie. As long as you're hanging out with me around Italy, you have to do and dress as I say. Now let's go home."
"But we've only been to the coliseum and the mall!" Rei argued. "And the mall doesn't even count because we were in only one store and I only learned there that you have a bad fashion sense."
"First of all, there's a whole six days left for us to tour Italy. Second of all, I like my fashion sense, thanks!" Enrique turned around and walked out of the coliseum without another word.
Rei sighed, then broke into a run to catch up to him. 'I don't think I'll be able to survive another week of this!'
To Be Continued...
Is it me, or is there quite a few of fic summaries that say "NOT YAOI" or something to that extent? What is the point of putting that? O_o They're acting as if every shounen-ai or yaoi fic should be burned at the stake or something. And about Rei cussing (someone brought that up in a review), I cuss. ^_^' Not a lot, mostly when I'm mad, but I do. So naturally, the cast in my stories will cuss, even if it is a bit OOC for them. Hell, I had Tyson cuss a bit in A New Dawn. And more people are going to cuss in here. So if you have a problem with that, either don't read this story from now on or deal with it.
And sorry I didn't have this chapter up sooner. I've been trying to work hard on my original stories and on my site. Plus there are a few one-shots that I have ideas for. And they're of course shounen-ai. XD Of course.
By: Sedi
Back by popular demand! Chapter two! I've already got a strangle scene planned out in my head for a later chapter. ^_^' Mweh heh, I'm evil... This fic is gonna be so fun... Also, someone mentioned that Piddlesworth was a funny name. I used the name because on the show, Enrique called his butler that, so it's going to be the butler's name in this fic. So I'm not offended in any way. ^-^' And some of the other Bladebreaks might make an appearance in this, and there is no beyblading. It's all A/U.
Chapter Two: The Mall
"Mariah, you have to help me!" Rei fell backwards on his bed, holding the phone that was brought by Piddlesworth on a platter up to his ear. "Enrique is just driving me crazy. I'm trying to be polite, but I'm going to crack soon!"
On the other end, a female voice laughed. "Just keep putting up with him, be the better man. That'll really show him. And he'll regret the day he ever met Kon Rei."
"You give the strangest advice," Rei replied, "but you are always able to cheer me up." He smiled.
"Well, I'm glad to be of some help," Mariah said. "So when are you coming back home? We miss you already, Rei."
"I don't know. It might be a month. Maybe less, if Enrique decides to ditch me in Russia or Mexico or something." The Chinese boy sighed. On the other end, his friend yawned. "Tired? It's getting close to bedtime where you're at, isn't it?"
"Yeah, sorry I can't talk any longer Rei. And Lee is coming down with the flu or something, so of course he wants me to wait on him hand and foot, especially at nights."
Rei laughed softly. "Yeah, typical Lee... I guess I'll talk to you later then."
"Bye, and good luck, Rei."
The raven haired boy hung up the phone and looked around his room. He then pulled out his labtop from his backpack and opened it up. After plugging it in to outlets and a phone jack in the wall, the boy logged onto the internet and started replying to e-mails.
Deciding against stopping writing to his other penpals around the world, Rei had given them all his e-mail address so he could stay in contact with them, even though he'd rather write letters. To him, letters were more personalized and something easy to store, and you won't lose them if your computer or labtop crashes.
Swiftly he typed, finally forgetting about his problems with Enrique.
The Italian teen slyly made his way across his yard, checking to make sure no one saw him. He just barely had the front door open when a voice rang out, "Master Enrique!"
Enrique groaned and turned around to see Piddlesworth behind him on the sidewalk. How long had he known Enrique was sneaking around? "What is it now, Piddlesworth? I don't have time for any lessons or anything!"
"I just spoke with your father. He wants you to show Master Rei around town," Piddlesworth answered, confidence as always in his tone of voice. "For two hours at least, he said."
"Terrific," Enrique muttered. "People are going to stare if they see me with Rei. He dresses all... weird."
"You must be more open-minded to other cultures," Piddlesworth advised. "As I'm sure he is. That's why he came here; to learn more about Italy. It's not everyday that people want to know about our country's history, so you should be grateful that-... that..." He looked around. Enrique had already left. "Where did that boy go to now?"
Enrique climbed the steps and entered Rei's room without so much as a knock. It took him a second, but he finally saw Rei lying on his bed, labtop infront of him, asleep. He stepped into the room and shut the door quietly, then silently walked up to the bed.
"Aw, sleeping like a baby," Enrique said softly, an evil grin spreading across his face. He saw Rei's bag, reached into it, and pulled out a book. He looked at it. "Damn, it's all in Chinese..."
He turned back to Rei, raised the book up high, and with a loud THUD! brought it down ontop of Rei's head.
Immediatly, the Chinese boy woke up. He swiftly swung out of bed, grabbed Enrique by his arms, and slammed him up against the wall. "Who-!" He blinked, then let go of the blonde. "Oh, it's just you, Enrique. Sorry, reflex."
"What are you trying to do, kill me?" Enrique yelled. He rubbed his left arm where Rei had grabbed him. 'He has a tight grip.'
"Well you shouldn't have hit me with a book," Rei stated. He sat down on his bed. "So where are the girls?"
"I didn't bring them. Now come on, I'm taking you on a tour. Meet me downstairs by the door when you're ready, and don't take too long. I'm a very impatient person." Before Rei could respond, he exited the room and went back down the steps.
Surprised, Rei just sat there, staring at the door. "He's actually going to give me a tour?" He closed his eyes, shook his head, then reopened them. "I can't believe I fell asleep." The boy picked up his Chinese version of the Fellowship of the Ring and put it back in his bag. Then he pulled out a pencil and a notebook labled "Italy."
The boy rushed down the steps and up to Enrique, who, true to his word, was standing by the door.
"It's about time. You took a long time to just get a notebook and a pencil."
In his mind, Rei growled and longed to give the Italian boy a good punch. But he restrained himself and responded, "Sorry, I had to put my book and labtop away. Let's go now, I guess."
Both boys had walked silently until they were in the center of the city. Rei was the first to speak up.
"So, when are you going to start telling me about Italy?" He asked.
Enrique responded, "After I do something." He then grabbed Rei's notebook and pencil, and tossed it into a nearby old-looking fountain. "There, now, we're good. We're good." He smirked and watched as both sank to the bottom.
"My... My notebook!" Rei turned to Enrique. "That was my notebook!"
"Chill, China boy. Everything that I'm going to talk about is in some notes of mine that I still have. I'll give them to you after we're done with the tour, I promise." He looked around, then added, "Okay, this way," then turned left towards a large building.
Fuming, Rei followed. He oh-so-dearly wanted to kick the blonde Italian, but remembered his manners and kept his feelings to himself. The two boys entered the building. From left to right inside were stores.
"What... the..." The Chinese boy stared ahead.
"You're not traveling around with me in the clothes you're wearing," Enrique stated. "You're either wearing normal clothes, or you won't get my notes and everything I know about Italy will be sealed inside my brain, and you won't be able to get any of the information."
Rei wanted to scream at Enrique "So what?!" but again kept his anger in check, and only nodded. "But as soon as I get out of Italy, I'm wearing my clothing, okay?"
"Deal." Enrique then dragged Rei off to the first clothing store in sight. "Just keep your mouth shut and let me pick out the clothes. I may not look like I have a fashion sense, but trust me, I have something in mind for you that'll look at least halfway decent. And you don't even have to pay for it, it's on me."
"Nice," Rei grumbled.
The Chinese boy looked around the store, and saw a whole rack of green shirts. The green reminded him of his homeland, the green mountains... The green grass... His friends, Lee's, green clothing... The green-
"Here we go!" Enrique suddenly popped up infront of him, holding a shirt and jeans. "Go in the dressing room and try them on! I think they'll fit you."
Rei blinked, then sighed. 'Why does Enrique have to ruin everything? Even my thoughts get interrupted by him!' He walked into a dressing room and locked the door.
Enrique grinned as he watched Rei go into the dressing room, then started looking through some more clothes. 'Rei better like the clothes that I'm getting him. He should feel right at home with the ying-yang on his shirt.'
Rei suddenly burst out of the dressing room, practically steaming. Enrique had to admit that he never saw the raven haired boy more pissed off.
"You... You... This is an insult to my country!" Rei was wearing a soft red shirt with a ying-yang on the front, and semi-tight pants. "How dare you people use a symbol of my country just for clothing! You probably don't even know its meaning! You people... You people..." Rei snarled and went back into the dressing room, slamming the door shut.
The Italian boy blinked in surprise, then turned to the lady behind the cash register. "I'll take that, plus these." He set more shirts and pants on the counter. "Charge it on my credit card. Oh, and this." He added a package of hair ties to the pile of clothing. After pausing and looking around the store once more, Enrique also grabbed a hat and set it ontop of the hair ties. "And this. Thank you."
Rei and Enrique walked out of the store. Rei was still mad, and Enrique was trying to avoid any kind of conversation that would set the Chinese boy off again. When they walked to a model of a coliseum, Enrique finally decided to talk about Italy's history.
"This isn't a real coliseum-" ('Duh,' Rei thought.) "- but it's a pretty good model of it. Life-size. Years and years ago, gladiators would fight in them, and the loser would be killed. But sometimes, the audience would shout for mercy for the fallen gladiator, if they really like him, and most likely the winner wouldn't kill the loser if they do."
"Interesting," Rei murmured.
"Want to look inside? I have the key to it." Enrique pulled a necklace out of his pocket. Attatched to it was an ancient looking key. "It's a duplicate of a real key from the time the coliseums were in use."
Rei nodded, and Enrique unlocked a steal gate. The gate immediatly rose up, allowing both boys to enter.
To Rei, the coliseum looked even more huge inside than it did on the outside. The ground was level and very large in width, larger than a normal sized house. And the seats seemed to trail up higher than a three-story house.
"This place was built with special material so the rain won't erode it as easily as some buildings in Italy," Enrique said. He sat on a seat, and Rei sat beside him. "It was built for block-headed tourists to look and gawk at. Some are even stupid enough to think that it's real. Would a real one look so perfect after over two thousand years?"
When looking at Rei, who looked somewhat offended, Enrique quickly added, "Don't worry, I don't think of you as a blockhead tourist. You're a traveler. Tourists wouldn't be as willing to try different foods here as you were at lunch. Or did you think that the coliseum was real?"
"I knew it was fake," Rei explained. 'He's being so polite now.' "You must really be proud of your country to be able to actually want to show me around, even if you had to be persuaded."
"Yeah, sure..." Enrique sighed. "But, I would rather live somewhere else. Get away from here for a long time. My Dad's too strict when it comes to my future. He wants me to take over the family business, which would force me to stay in Italy for all of my life."
"Well, your chance to get out of Italy is coming up soon," Rei replied. "When the week is over, we're going to France for a while, then to some other countries, remember?"
"Yeah, but traveling isn't the same as living in a different place. I want to live somewhere else, and have a full experience of the place." Enrique stood back up, then leaned against the post beside the gate. "After living in Italy for a while, it starts to suck. Really badly."
'Wow, he's actually being so open to me now.' Rei stared at him as he spoke.
"But hey... s'all good!" Enrique suddenly broke out into a grin, which almost scared Rei. "Now, when we get back to my place, you're putting on one of those pairs of clothing that I got you, plus the hat. And you're getting rid of that hair wrap and putting in a normal hair tie. Unless you want me to cut your hair for you."
"Touch my hair, and die," Rei growled. 'Now he's turned into a jackass again! What's up with that?'
Enrique shrugged and replied, "Well, then you're wearing the hat and hair tie. As long as you're hanging out with me around Italy, you have to do and dress as I say. Now let's go home."
"But we've only been to the coliseum and the mall!" Rei argued. "And the mall doesn't even count because we were in only one store and I only learned there that you have a bad fashion sense."
"First of all, there's a whole six days left for us to tour Italy. Second of all, I like my fashion sense, thanks!" Enrique turned around and walked out of the coliseum without another word.
Rei sighed, then broke into a run to catch up to him. 'I don't think I'll be able to survive another week of this!'
To Be Continued...
Is it me, or is there quite a few of fic summaries that say "NOT YAOI" or something to that extent? What is the point of putting that? O_o They're acting as if every shounen-ai or yaoi fic should be burned at the stake or something. And about Rei cussing (someone brought that up in a review), I cuss. ^_^' Not a lot, mostly when I'm mad, but I do. So naturally, the cast in my stories will cuss, even if it is a bit OOC for them. Hell, I had Tyson cuss a bit in A New Dawn. And more people are going to cuss in here. So if you have a problem with that, either don't read this story from now on or deal with it.
And sorry I didn't have this chapter up sooner. I've been trying to work hard on my original stories and on my site. Plus there are a few one-shots that I have ideas for. And they're of course shounen-ai. XD Of course.