TRADITIONS
Author: KOO (Kai's One & Only)
I don't own Beyblade...........I don't even own Kai!!!! sobbing But I do own my characters..........Oh and this story is mine, if it is like yours, I apologise........but this idea came to me in like September last year....... So don't sue me! Ok?!?!?! Kai death glare
HEYZ! I'm back with a new chappie! Yeah! Sorryz, I've been watching an anime! Got caught up in watching it and........yeah!
Thanks to all those who reviewed! You guys are the best! Here we go!
In the capital of Switzerland.....
"What?!?" an arrogant voice called out, disturbing the stillness of the morning.
"They've recruited me to be on a BBA team!?!" the voice uttered again, confused.
"Why would they recruit me? I've done so much stuff to destroy them and they recruit me?"
They recruited Kai, didn't they. The stranger's inner voice told him, making it a statement, rather than a question. Ah........the angel. Kai. The stupid bastard. He was so perfect, he could do no wrong. I'm sure i hate him......yet my heart still yearns for him. Why?
"Kai," the young man named Tala started.
"I'm coming."
In London, England.....
"What the hell?" a young voice screamed.
"The BBA want me on their team?!?" she questioned, straightening her "My mate thinks you need a strait-jacket" t-shirt and pulling on her long leather coat.
"I am so there!" she yelled, already packing her bags.
"BBA, Jemma Scott is on her way!" the midnight blue haired, blue eyed girl yelled.
In Yokosama, Japan.....
"Kouji, this letter.......it's not real is it?" a black haired, crimson eyed girl asked her friend, who was watching her with wide eyes.
"Kumiko. Do you really think the BBA would send you a letter saying you've been selected for a team for a joke?" the other girl questioned her, inwardly wondering herself whether she was dreaming.
"Oh. My. God. I'VE BEEN SELECTED!" the girl called Kumiko yelled. "Well, you've got to pack." Kouji laughed.
"Ok, I'm taking my dark green shirt, my knee length skirt, my black gloves with the red stripes; i couldn't blade without them; my over-the-knee boots with the laces, my------" Kumiko started, but was hastily interrupted by Kouji.
"Okay! Okay! We all know you got a lot to pack!"
"I do not! I'm a tomboy remember?" the two girls laughed and happily started packing.
In Tyson's hometown, Japan....
"I've been recruited." a voice stated, to a young man who was watching anxiously.
"That's wicked!" the young man, barely out of his teens, exclaimed happily. "Tyson." the girl called Celestial, said, pushing her black hair, which reached her ankles, away from her black eyes with her sharp, red nails.
"Yeah?" Tyson looked up, pulling his white jacket over his red t-shirt. "We've got to go to the airport." he spoke again, putting on his Adidas shoes.
"I'm not going." the girl, oblivious to what he had just said, uttered.
"What?!? C'mon, i thought we had agreed on this. Please?" he reasoned a puppy dog expression on his face.
"Fine, then. There's nobody worth challenging in this town anyway." her indifferent and slightly insane gaze locked with his own, causing him to turn away.
"I'll go get changed, then." she left without waiting for his reply.
She pulled a black shirt, black pants, a black duster, black cut-off gloves and her black boots. She walked back into her living room.
"Well.......at least you've got a theme going....black." Tyson muttered when he saw her attire.
"You aren't---" he questioned her, as they walked out the door.
"Yes. I am. My black sword, four daggers on my ankle and wrist sheaths." she answered without noticing the expression changing on Tyson's face.
"Cele, no one is going to kill you......" Tyson started to say.
"Better safe than sorry. Don't you agree?" she replied wryly.
In the outskirts of Moscow, Hiwatari House.....
"Kai." a young woman's voice spoke.
"Kai, please, don't you think you're being a little unreasonable?" the young woman, named Tanya, tried to reason with the mahogany-eyed young man.
"No. A Fiancée. Me. With a fiancée. Can you believe it?" he half yelled back at her.
"Your. Father. Asked. You." she replied, stressing each word.
Kai stopped dead. "My father."
Flashback...
"One day son, i will be gone and this empire will be yours. Keep it safe." He'd repeatedly tell me.
"Will you Kai?" he'd ask me.
I would always assure him "Yes, Father. I will. I promise you."
Present time...
"Yes, father....." Kai answered sub-consciously.
"You agree? Cool!" Tanya's face lit up with happiness, sweeping back her black hair back, her dark sapphire blue eyes sparkling. Her smile made her seem even younger looking than usual; her baggy, faded blue pants and her white tanktop not helping much either. She was 19, but looked barely 15; it was most likely due to the fact she was anorexic.
"That's great. But where do we start?" she queried Kai.
"Society parties." he muttered, his voice filled with disgust.
"Really? Ah, i see. Josh Lyatt. He wants you to marry some stuck up posh princess. Poor baby." she answered, consoling most unconvincingly.
"Tanya!" Kai shouted.
"What? Don't like the truth?" she smirked.
"Lyatt got an invitation to some party.....some rich kid called DeLuca....." He shot back angrily.
"Calm down, Kai. DeLuca, huh? Oh my God." she said, a light dawning in her eyes.
"What?!? She's not some crazed-axe murderer, is she? Although, it might help if she killed me........i wouldn't have to get married..." Kai worriedly muttered.
Tanya smiled. She loved this side of Kai. It was the real Kai. A young man who worried like everyone else. This was the guy she was friends with. "No, Kai. She's just kind of known for being a little ice princess.......hey, you guy are gonna get on so well." she laughed. Ice boy, Ice girl; she thought, match made in Heaven.
"Very funny. Anyway, the party is going to be held in Milan, Italy on the 19th of November." he finished, staring at the gold embossed card he had pulled out of his pocket.
"That's only a little while away.......three days. We'd better get you ready, then." she smiled mischievously.
"No!" a voice yelled.
In Milan, Italy, Mesire Mansion......
"Celina." a strong voice spoke from above.
The raven-haired girl stared up the grand staircase, her ice blue eyes searching.
"Celina. So nice of you to come back." a man stepped out onto the stairs, running a hand through his brown, gold streaked hair.
"Michel." Celina replied quietly, not meeting his green eyes.
"I've missed you." he said as he descended the stairs.
No! Celina's inner voice cried. Stay away from me! She couldn't move; she had frozen.
"Celina......" he murmured as he kissed her.
Celina returned the kiss, feeling cold every second, she broke away quickly.
"Oh, you're not happy to see me? Why don't i make you?" he snarled at her shivering form.
"No....." she managed to choke out.
"Michel!" an artificially happy-sounding voice called.
"Yes?" he walked past Celina, glaring at her.
"Oh, Celina, you're back." the woman said, the look of extreme disappointment almost asking why she had returned.
"Y-yes." she replied, looking down, trying to regain her composure.
"Fine. Leave us alone." the brown, peroxide-blonde streaked hair woman replied.
"Yes. Of course." Celina continued to walk up the stairs, feeling her aunt's blue/green eyes following her ice-blue halter neck top, black jeaned form. My birthday was coming......just another excuse for my vain cousin Lia, to humiliate me, she thought.
"People call me an ice princess.......what would they say now?" she murmured, a single tear rolling down her flawless skin.
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