After the Bladebreakers left for dinner, Emma and Milla sat down together.
They were abruptly interrupted by a knock on the door.
Milla stepped up to the door and opened it.
"Kai?"
"You guys doing anything or are you going to make me stand out in the hall until you feel like letting me in?"
"Leave him in the hall," shouted Emma from the small kitchen.
"It's your room too you know, as much as you might hate that," said Milla, tilting her head a little to try and see what Kai had behind his back.
"At least you're better company than Tyson and his groupies."
"Was a compliment I heard from the King of Cold-heartedness?" said Emma, appearing behind Milla with a smirk on her face.
Kai rolled his eyes. "Maybe."
"You coming in or not?" asked Milla as she stepped away from the door, leaving it open.
"Whatever."
"That was actually a yes or no answer, 'whatever' is incorrect because it doesn't make any sense to the question, therefore I could just walk on back there and slam the door in your face because you didn't give me an answer at all," said Milla.
"You're confusing people again," said Emma as she thought about what Milla had just said.
Kai grumbled a 'yes' and just stalked into the room.
Emma laughed lightly, noticing that he too was confused by the sudden genius of Milla.
"Oh... by the way, these came for you," said Kai, handing each of them a named envelope. "Now, up at six tomorrow for training."
With that said and done, Kai walked into his room and shut the door, leaving Emma and Milla to read whatever they had just received.
Milla opened hers first. She read it quickly; it was a letter from her brother.
"What does yours say?" asked Milla, in Russian, as she stared at the Russian writing of her brother's.
"See you at the world Championship Tournament," replied Emma in fluent Russian.
"Same," Milla replied, re folding her letter and putting back in the envelope.
"We'd better meet them there then," smirked Emma.
~~~~*~~~~
Emma was already dressed and ready for training when Milla came out of the bathroom, wrapping her hair with a long black material strip.
"I still can't figure out how you can have blonde hair but you brother has red," said Milla, finishing her hair.
Emma rolled her eyes.
"Where's the milk?" asked Milla, yawning and showing her fangs.
"And I still don't get how you can be a neko-jin and your brother isn't. The milk is in the fridge and the glasses are above the sink. But if you wanted warm milk, I took the liberty to order a jug-full," said Emma as a knock sounded on the door.
"Thanks," said Milla getting a glass.
It was now 5:30 and Milla was staring at the jug-full of warm milk.
"Drink it or it'll get cold," sighed Emma, folding her arms over her chest.
"Do I smell warm milk?" said Ray, coming out of his room dressed and ready.
"It's mine!" Milla immediately snatched the jug.
"Now, now, Milla, be nice and share," said Emma.
Milla obediently put the jug down and poured herself a large glass.
Ray laughed. "Kitten? It quite suits you I suppose."
"It's what Emma calls me," replied Milla, purring in content as she hugged the large glass of milk.
~~~~*~~~~
"So where's Tyson and Max?" asked Emma, glancing at the clock which read 6:30.
"Tyson is always late, and because of that Max is late too, because it takes a while to wake up Tyson and Max is the only one who can last an hour with wake-up attempts," replied Ray.
"Ok," Emma nodded. "I see what you mean."
Ray grinned.
"Ok, Kuznetsov, you go with Ray, Valkov, you're with me. Max and Tyson can go together when they appear. Kenny, Hillary, I want you two and Dizzi to update the system with their information and statistics," ordered Kai.
"Yes, of course Kai," said Kenny, typing quickly.
"Right then, let's get started. I want us to be at our best when we head for the Australian Tournament tomorrow," said Kai.
Emma nodded. "You should try to be less demanding you know? Not ordering people around, kind of like... don't snap orders?" she shrugged.
"Did I ask for your opinion?" snapped Kai.
"No, but I decided to give it anyway. Besides Hiwatari, I'm having too much fun annoying you to not give my opinion. You know no one's heard you speak this much... ever?"
Kai just 'hmffft' in reply.
Emma laughed as she followed her Captain to a dish a little way away from where Driger and Cobalt were fighting.
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Milla stepped up to the door and opened it.
"Kai?"
"You guys doing anything or are you going to make me stand out in the hall until you feel like letting me in?"
"Leave him in the hall," shouted Emma from the small kitchen.
"It's your room too you know, as much as you might hate that," said Milla, tilting her head a little to try and see what Kai had behind his back.
"At least you're better company than Tyson and his groupies."
"Was a compliment I heard from the King of Cold-heartedness?" said Emma, appearing behind Milla with a smirk on her face.
Kai rolled his eyes. "Maybe."
"You coming in or not?" asked Milla as she stepped away from the door, leaving it open.
"Whatever."
"That was actually a yes or no answer, 'whatever' is incorrect because it doesn't make any sense to the question, therefore I could just walk on back there and slam the door in your face because you didn't give me an answer at all," said Milla.
"You're confusing people again," said Emma as she thought about what Milla had just said.
Kai grumbled a 'yes' and just stalked into the room.
Emma laughed lightly, noticing that he too was confused by the sudden genius of Milla.
"Oh... by the way, these came for you," said Kai, handing each of them a named envelope. "Now, up at six tomorrow for training."
With that said and done, Kai walked into his room and shut the door, leaving Emma and Milla to read whatever they had just received.
Milla opened hers first. She read it quickly; it was a letter from her brother.
"What does yours say?" asked Milla, in Russian, as she stared at the Russian writing of her brother's.
"See you at the world Championship Tournament," replied Emma in fluent Russian.
"Same," Milla replied, re folding her letter and putting back in the envelope.
"We'd better meet them there then," smirked Emma.
~~~~*~~~~
Emma was already dressed and ready for training when Milla came out of the bathroom, wrapping her hair with a long black material strip.
"I still can't figure out how you can have blonde hair but you brother has red," said Milla, finishing her hair.
Emma rolled her eyes.
"Where's the milk?" asked Milla, yawning and showing her fangs.
"And I still don't get how you can be a neko-jin and your brother isn't. The milk is in the fridge and the glasses are above the sink. But if you wanted warm milk, I took the liberty to order a jug-full," said Emma as a knock sounded on the door.
"Thanks," said Milla getting a glass.
It was now 5:30 and Milla was staring at the jug-full of warm milk.
"Drink it or it'll get cold," sighed Emma, folding her arms over her chest.
"Do I smell warm milk?" said Ray, coming out of his room dressed and ready.
"It's mine!" Milla immediately snatched the jug.
"Now, now, Milla, be nice and share," said Emma.
Milla obediently put the jug down and poured herself a large glass.
Ray laughed. "Kitten? It quite suits you I suppose."
"It's what Emma calls me," replied Milla, purring in content as she hugged the large glass of milk.
~~~~*~~~~
"So where's Tyson and Max?" asked Emma, glancing at the clock which read 6:30.
"Tyson is always late, and because of that Max is late too, because it takes a while to wake up Tyson and Max is the only one who can last an hour with wake-up attempts," replied Ray.
"Ok," Emma nodded. "I see what you mean."
Ray grinned.
"Ok, Kuznetsov, you go with Ray, Valkov, you're with me. Max and Tyson can go together when they appear. Kenny, Hillary, I want you two and Dizzi to update the system with their information and statistics," ordered Kai.
"Yes, of course Kai," said Kenny, typing quickly.
"Right then, let's get started. I want us to be at our best when we head for the Australian Tournament tomorrow," said Kai.
Emma nodded. "You should try to be less demanding you know? Not ordering people around, kind of like... don't snap orders?" she shrugged.
"Did I ask for your opinion?" snapped Kai.
"No, but I decided to give it anyway. Besides Hiwatari, I'm having too much fun annoying you to not give my opinion. You know no one's heard you speak this much... ever?"
Kai just 'hmffft' in reply.
Emma laughed as she followed her Captain to a dish a little way away from where Driger and Cobalt were fighting.
REVIEW!
The-Dark-Fire-Elf says thank you very much for reading and that as much as she might want to own the whole story of Beyblade she doesn't, but that this story-line and her own created characters belong to herself and no one else, and she also says, while begging on her knees, not to sue.
