I hate the Beyblade scriptwriters! You ever notice that they always say Kai is like the best blader in the world, and then have him lose all the time? I find that really annoying, don't you? I mean, he's supposed to be the world champion and stuff, and then they make him lose to Tyson, who was still a rookie in that tournament, and then he loses to Johnny, and then he loses to Spencer and loses his bit beast and gets all depressed. Isn't that stupid? N e wayz, on with the fic!

Chapter 3

One hour later, Sayuri was at the airport sitting in gate G and reading a book as she waited for the old man to arrive. She had been there for about 30 minutes, when she noticed a noisy group of 5 familiar-looking boys.

"When's Mr. Dickenson supposed to get here?" a pudgy boy with a shock of navy blue hair crushed under a red baseball cap whined. "Shut up Tyson, he'll get here when he gets here." A cold-looking boy with two-toned blue hair growled. "Yeah Tyson, we've been listening to you whine for like the whole morning." A cheerful boy with blond hair said brightly. "Tyson, Kai and Max are both right. I'm pretty sure that every body else in this gate thinks so, too." A black-haired boy in ancient Chinese costume mentioned, indeed capping the emotions of many of the people in the gate, who were currently staring at the group in frustration. "Fine, I'll shut up!" The boy called Tyson folded his arms and glared at the other 3 boys, ignoring another redhead typing away at a laptop.

"They're weird." Sayuri, "But I can't help thinking that I've seen them somewhere before...Oh Yeah! The Bladebreakers who won the world tournament last year. I wonder... maybe they're my new team!" immediately brightened up by that thought, she continued reading one of her old Saint Tail( mangas.

40 minutes later: Sayuri had just about had enough. That boy from the Bladebreakers was whining and groaning because he was apparently 'sooo' hungry. She now hoped that they maybe weren't her new team. As a last resort, she grabbed her Discman out of her backpack and popped in one of her rock import CDs. It was an English band called matchbox20. Soon, Tyson's whines were swept away by the opening chords of a loud guitar. But suddenly, her batteries went dead, and she realized that she hadn't brought new ones. She sighed and put her Discman away.

After about 10 minutes, Sayuri cracked. She was so disgusted that this kid could just whine and groan along without caring about how other people might be really bothered by it! She got up and took some spiked bracelets out of her backpack and snapped them on her wrists, then cricking her neck walked forcefully over to the group of chairs where everyone was trying to get Tyson to shut up. She went around the back of them, so as to give him a good scare, one that he deserved. Satisfied that she was close enough to the bobbing red cap, she suddenly let out a loud, angry yell.

"Could you please, shut the hell up!!!!!!" she threw her arms up into the air in frustration as the whole group turned in surprise. And stared at her in rapture and took her all in. Her spiked bracelets, muscular biceps, baggy navy blue cargo pants, red tank top with black trim, chestnut eyes, and her two-toned blue hair. Kai's mouth practically dropped open in shock as she crossed her arms, Kai-style, and asked in mild frustration "What? What are you looking at?" Kai suddenly stood up, exposing his almost identical dress to her confused orbs. "Why are you dressed like me?" he asked in disgust, "Are you some kind of rabid fan girl or something?" "No!" she said, eyes blazing in anger, "How would I know that I would be waiting in the exact same gate as the Bladebreakers?" "Well, fan girls have their sources." He said seriously. "Ugh! If you must know, I'm also waiting for Mr. Dickenson. But at least I have enough maturity to keep quiet!" she added coldly, glaring at Tyson.

Suddenly, the aforementioned man appeared, carrying a large tray with 7 packages of fast-food sushi. "I see you've all met!" he said cheerfully, defusing a potentially harmful situation. "Hey, Mr. D!" Tyson yelled, bounding over and grabbing a package of sushi. "Hello Tyson! How are you?" he asked the hungry boy. "I'm goob." He mumbled over a mouthful of food. "Thanks Mr. D!" everyone said, grabbing a package and sitting down, except for, you guessed it, Sayuri and Kai. "Come on, you two, the plane's leaving in an hour, we can't take all day. "Mr. Dickenson, don't you remember that I'm a vegetarian?" "Sorry Mr. Dickenson, I forgot to tell you that I'm a ve.get.ar.ian," the two said in unison, Sayuri slowing at the end, realizing that she and Kai were saying almost the same things. The glared at each other and then she went to pick up her backpack. "I'm just going to the food court." She said, and walked off to the food court in search of a vegetarian fast food restaurant.

Sayuri walked back to the eating boys, carrying a tray with a wheat grass and tofu salad. She sat down next to Tyson with a sigh and immediately stood up again, deciding that his eating habits would gross her out another time. So, she went and sat next to Kai. (Oh my God! He's going to grace her with one of his little heard conversations!)

"What are you doing here, anyway?" he suddenly asked. "Well, Mr. Dickenson told me that I was going to become a member of a team, and he gave me these tickets and told me to be here." She answered. "Oh. That's weird." "Yeah, I know. But maybe you guys are my new team." "No. We have enough members already." "How do you know? Maybe you're going to a tournament where you have to have 2 substitutes!" "We don't need a girl for a substitute." Kai growled, "And if you don't shut up Kai, I'll substitute you!" Sayuri growled back.

Suddenly, she remembered something. "Oh sorry, it's kind of rude of me to get in an argument with a member of a world class team without them knowing my name! I'm Sayuri Hirenshi!" she held out her hand for Kai to shake. He chose to ignore it and grunted in response. "Well you're a happy little sack of enthusiasm." She snarled sarcastically, "What's your problem?" "If you ask my 'teammates' you might get more answers about my attitude than if you ask me." "Are you kidding? I don't care! If you're going to be this way, I'll just ignore you!" Sayuri grumped and the two finished their lunches in silence.

Soon, everyone had finished their lunch, and the plane was about to board. "Well everybody, I see that you've all met your new teammate. Introduce yourselves, all of you." Mr. Dickenson chirped, breaking the uneasy silence between everybody. "Hi! I'm Sayuri Hirenshi!" she gave a small wave and then listened to all the other introductions. "I'm Max Mizuhara!" the cheerful blonde shook Sayuri's hand "I'm Ray Kon." The raven-haired boy quietly, and Sayuri got the impression that he was a little shy. "I'm Tyson Tomoda." The dark-haired boy radiated indignance at her previous display. "Sorry about that." Sayuri said, hoping to reconcile. "Oh, it's OK! I get that all the time!" he put his thumb up, and Sayuri smiled. "I-I'm K-Kenny Kitogu. You can call me Chief." The small boy, obviously intimidated by her, hid a bit behind his open laptop. Suddenly, it spoke and Sayuri jumped about a foot into the air. "I'm Dizzi! Finally, Another girl on the team!" "Uh, yeah. Nice to meet you Dizzi." Then she swiveled her head around to Kai. "I'm Kai. Kai Hiwatari." He said in a grunt and was interrupted by the cheerful voice of an airplane attendant.

Mwhahahahaha! This chappie is over, and you're gonna have to wait for the next one! Review! Review! Review!