THE AUTHOR SENDS HER DEEPEST APOLOGIES FOR THE COMPLETE LACK OF ORIGINALITY
The Infamous Random Babblings © of Chibi-chan:
Oookay, people, I don't know how old the guys are but I'm making it Kai was fifteen when it started and Tyson and the other two are twelve, because I refuse to believe any guy under fifteen, especially from Japan, can have a body like that guy did. It's just not going to happen. Nor am I going to insult fifteen-year-olds by insinuating that that immature twit Tyson is a teenager yet. Was. Whatever...
Three years onwards...Kai is about twenty, the brats are seventeen, and Rei in Japan, but I can never remember the Japanese names and I've only ever seen the dub so they've go their dub names. K? Get used to it.
This isn't the best, I was pretty lazy when I wrote it, and as a matter of fact I think it sucks, but there you go…
PG for language and what the cinemas call 'adult themes' which the little kiddies no doubt pay even more close attention too. I don't know where they get the idea that kids find duets with bluebirds more interesting.
Shrek? Now that was a good movie. Loved the bluebird. That was a duet with style, and the only one I have ever seen little kiddies interested in.
Does this tell you something, Nelvana?! ARGH! Die you editing crews! (sorry. I have a grudge the size of Ayres Rock against the people who think kids can't know about foreign countries and death and saying bad people go to hell is not done….
Aaaanyway…(sweatdrop)
FINAL WARNING: if you object to Hell being used in common language then I suggest you don't read this. The title should be enough warning.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Beyblade. If I did I would be able to afford to buy that new computer I want. Anika & family & story is mine though. Don't steal. I bite. You wanna put it on a site, that's okay but please tell me first ^_^
The Day Hell Froze Over
Chapter One
Redhead and a Leather Jacket
This is Tyson. This is the day when Hell froze over. Not really, and as a matter of fact it happened over a few months, but I always thought that the day Kai got a crush or worse, a girlfriend who actually liked the guy, or he fell in…yeah, you know the l-word. Anyway, I always thought that when Max even suggested Kai would ever get a girlfriend he was a basket, three chairs, a blanket, ten sandwiches, a thermos of coffee and an entire colony of ants short of a picnic. I said yeah, it could happen…when Hell froze over.
Guess what?
The Devil must be wishing they sold snow boots down there right about now….
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Tokyo was an impressive city, she had to admit. The buildings made her feel even more dwarfed than usual, though the short people were a comfort. Back home she was short; here she was normal height. She was nearly bent backwards gazing up at the tallest skyscraper in the city. It was after hours: she couldn't go up to the top and look out over the city, now. But she didn't feel like going back to her hotel, either. Four train rides and a ten-minute walk, and she'd probably get lost...
Ugh. Maybe she'd just wander around, fall asleep in a corner of a train station and go back in the morning.
Yeah, right, but she would stay out for a bit longer. The girl stuck her hands in the pockets of her worn leather jacket and pulled her floppy-brimmed hat down further over her eyes, turning her back on the building and beginning to walk back down the way she had come. The lights of the city were just beginning to turn on- up ahead, she could see a big red sign that glowed brightly against the sky. It was on the side of some kind of energy drink company- they had hundreds of the things up here. The sign was of a big bird of some kind, and the girl stared at the sign in confusion for a long moment. For some reason it struck her as familiar.
Oh yeah. That guy on the Blade Breakers. What was his name again...she shrugged, not being bothered to remember. Her thoughts went from the phoenix to Beyblading. International phenomenon, when the Breakers had first made their appearance. Now the excitement had died down, but the enthusiasm was still there. It seemed like it was one of the fads that stays around.
That was good. There was nothing more annoying than overly persistent marketing. Except possibly her siblings, who really took the cake. Literally, and more than three times, if she recalled correctly.
She kicked a rare little pebble in front of her, absently avoiding the people she was passing. She stopped in front of a department store and looked at her watch. Seven o'clock. Plenty of time for wandering around, in this city.
Not that she liked shopping. Her hotel just wasn't exactly the nicest place to hang around in if you weren't asleep. Nothing to do, nothing to look at, certainly not with the view she had outside of her window.
Grey concrete- now that was exciting....
Automatically she headed upstairs to the toy section. Her brother would kill her if she didn't bring him back something.
Lost in her thoughts about what to get her youngest sibling, she didn't hear the shop lady call out about the wet steps too late. Her boot slipped out from under her.
Hm. Interesting view.
She didn't even feel or put any thought into the hand that reached towards the floor to protect her head and push gently off the step, too fast for the horrified audience to see, and simple instinct guided her legs to put a little more momentum into their movement over her head.
She kicked and pushed off, and landed in a semi-crouch on the ground, one hand steadying herself on the floor.
'Whew...' she breathed. 'That was real close...'
'I'm so sorry, miss, I didn't warm you in time!' the shop assistant said, hurrying up and bowing low. 'I'll have the signs put up right away. I'm glad you weren't injured, miss.'
She felt her mouth quirk. The people here were so polite. At home she'd probably have been checked over by a nurse and then screamed at by a security guard.
'No, it's all right, really.' She shook her head in answer to another flurry of worried questions. 'No, really, I'm fine.'
'Are you some kind of acrobat?' a kid asked, his eyes wide. His mother blushed and covered his mouth quickly.
'Not that I'm aware of, kid. Can someone point me in the direction of the elevators? I'm not that good at reading your language, and I think I'll give the stairs a miss.' She gave the stairs a sour look, earning a laugh from her small audience. She felt embarrassed as the shock wore off, and a need to get away and spend a few quiet minutes sorting through Beyblades.
She followed the shop assistant's instructions, and soon found herself in the area she was looking for, walking past a café to get there. Someone bumped into her- some guy, to be exact.
''Cuse me.'
'No worries.' She shrugged, and absently rubbed her arm. He had had an arm like a brick wall. Not overly muscled, just solid. She then blinked, and looked down.
Geez. She pulled the 10 000 yen note loose. He must have been putting it into his pocket- what kind of person wanders around stick that kind of money casually into their pocket?!
She spun around. He'd already disappeared.
'Shit.' She muttered, breaking into a run. She didn't even know what he'd looked like. Something about silver hair-? Black jacket. That was about as far as she could get.
I think my arm is going to have a bruise on it.
Kai put his hand to his pocket and absently pulled out the notes he carried there. He blinked, and counted them again. He stared at them and then spun as he shoved the remainder back into his pocket.
'Oh shit-' he growled. 'I must've dropped it when I bumped into that girl-' what had she looked like? Black jacket and- a hat. Red hair, too. Maybe.
How was he supposed to find her among this many people?!
How the hell can I find him among this many people?! This is insane! She looked left and right, and skidded to a halt to hurriedly ask a startled shop assistant, who giggled and pointed. For some reason, the girl felt inclined to give her one of her Looks. This one said, "Why are you giggling?"
'That was Kai, miss.' The girl said, and sighed when the foreigner blinked in incomprehension. 'He's one of the Blade Breakers...?'
A red phoenix flashed through her mind.
'...oh.' Well, that wasn't reassuring. He'd probably bite her head off. Still, if he was famous, perhaps some more people than she'd thought would know where he had gone.
Kai just hoped that that girl was looking for him as well, and had enough sense to ask someone if they'd seen him go past. He wasn't incredibly vain about his fame, but he was a realist. He knew most people took note of a famous Beyblader, even if they didn't show it- which was rare. Dammit- the one time he had to go out and do something-
His grandfather would kill him if he found out he'd lost 10 000 yen-
He bumped into someone again.
'Sorry.' He called, preoccupied.
'That's okay-' a female voice shouted. She had pretty good heari-
Kai screeched to a halt and spun on his heel so fast he was amazed he didn't burn the rubber on the pavement.
She skidded to a halt on the pavement and spun around so fast she was amazed she didn't take off the soles of her Docs. Good thing too. They had cost a bundle. A few people passed in front of their locked gazes.
