Another day with another chapter. I don't think I should even PUBLISH this
thing...
Kai: IF you have to do that, make sure we find out more on the OC, ok?
... Don't you dare get started on her... You're mine and none other. ^_^+
Kai: Whatever...
Max: Hey, Tyson, you seriously keep a diary?
Tyson: NO!
Enough of the pep-talks. Here's chapter 8.......................... Kai, remember...
Kai: ................
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Kai was freezing all right. He felt as though his lungs stopped functioning. Or rather, his entire organs had frozen up. It's amazing how he can actually breathe!
"Kai? Stay with us, ok?" Max slapped his face a few times to keep him awake from an eternal sleep. After it irritated him a tad too much, he slapped Max's hand away.
"Leave me alone, Max. I'm fine." He said although he partly regretted saying that for the grogginess was worsening by the minute.
Ray placed a hot towel on his forehead and the heat made him feel alive - though by just a little. "Fat chance. We're in an ambulance on the way to meet Mr. Dickenson in the 'Igloo'."
"The Igloo?!" Tyson groaned, "We're staying in an igloo?!" he complained as usual. Ray sighed.
"Not THAT igloo, the hotel's called the Igloo."
"Oh."
"There's a HOTEL in Alaska? THE Alaska?" Kenny piped in. Ray shrugged innocently.
"So, does Mr. Dickenson know we're in this 'mess'?" Max asked, turned to Kai, saw him sleep and gave him a good slap which earned him a glare of death from Kai. "Let's keep it that way, okay?" he grinned.
"All right, Kai. Seeing you're in no condition to beybattle, I suggest you sit out of this tournament until you get better." Kenny said, turning to Kai who drifted off to sleep again.
This time, not only Max gave him a slap (causing his cheek to swell due to the repetition of slapping on the same side of the cheek), Ray put extra hot towels to his face, Kenny stacked more blankets while Tyson (the baka) graciously put a hot kettle into Kai's stacks of blankets.
At first, Kai felt it rather comforting but then...
It got too hot...
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They finally arrived at the Igloo. Yates climbed out of the ambulance first, helping Jean-Bu down and then followed by Vyra. She was recovering but Yates insisted that he take care of her. Shiryu was the last one out.
She looked left.
Then right.
Left again.
Turned 360 degrees.
Looked right.
Looked left.
She turned 180 degrees on slow rotation but this time, came face to face to...
"Would you quit that?" Vyra requested, narrowing her eyes. Shiryu jumped back in shock.
"Cut that out! Or you'll give me a heart attack!" she held her heart (bisecting chest, etc, etc) continued the above processes. "Where IS he?!"
"He who?" Vyra asked but was ignored as Shiryu ran over to the receptionist counter. "Fine, go on, forget I ever exist." She pouted and Yates was beside her.
He sniggered. "She'll REALLY torch him."
"Don't start..." Vyra rolled her eyes, "I don't even know WHO you're talking about. Is it that red haired guy?" she guessed. Yates nodded.
"He's her sweetheart." Yates whispered in an undertone. A pair of ears perked up; followed by a demonic facial expression glancing their way.
"NO HE'S NOT!!" Shiryu shrieked from the counter (Yates and Vyra were near the entrance and the hall was quite big (the distance from the entrance to receptionist counter was approximately 4 metres away).
"Oh, were you listening?" Vyra sarcastically replied.
"Once I find him, I'll... UGH...!!!!" She screamed, clawing the desk, frightening the receptionist.
"You'll what?"
Shiryu turned to the source of the voice and slowly advanced towards him, fingers in a claw gesture. "You..." she said dangerously.
"Ay, Ay... I!... Tala... achoo!" Jean-Bu waved from the lounge sofa, right next to a blazing fire, covered in an uncountable number of blankets with a serious blocked nose (The above said, "hey, hey! Hi. Tala").
Shiryu stopped right in front of him. Neither said anything. Vyra's lips quirked up. She can guess what was about to happen.
'Time for a romantic long-lost reunion it seems...'
Tala smiled as he looked at her and she looked intently into his sky blue eyes. She was fascinated to see his eyes all the time but on this particular reunion, she wasn't too sure of that. She glared at him so suddenly that Tala felt his feet turn cold.
"You jerk." She blurted in whispers.
'Ok, that wasn't what I quite expected... than again...' Vyra kept listening.
The boy, Tala, shrugged. "I'm back. Although not like the person you knew but, it's me."
Her eyes watered. Tala opened his arms to hug her but suddenly felt a sharp heel stamp on his foot.
"!!!! Shiryu..." he grunted, fighting back the pain. She was wearing a pair of DEADLY sharp heels. (Did I see a knife there? - NOT!)
Suddenly, Shiryu embraced him, "That's for leaving me without notice and this..." she stomped the same foot again, "is for not even BOTHERING to contact me!" Tala bit his lower lip to suppress an unmacho yelp from escaping.
"I'm sorry... I really am..." Tala replied, hugging her with an arm and rubbing his double stomped foot with the other.
Vyra nudged at Yates, "A little history lesson, if you don't mind?"
Yates whispered softly, "They were childhood sweethearts. Tala vanished suddenly without a trace 4 years ago. They were only 10 then..." he shrugged. "You should've seen 'em, kids' love they say..." he laughed.
She nodded slowly. The team, comprising of Yates, the leader, Jean-Bu, Shiryu and herself was called the Goyo Gates. It was based on a Japanese folk tale, the 4 constellation points: Genbu, Seiryuu, Suzaku and Byakko.
The team isn't new. The faces are. So far, their team was the 6th generation. Yates came from the previous generation; generation 5; and is the oldest among them, 25 years old. He is Texan but, being the eldest in the team, always thought he's too old and thought of retiring from the team - a plan which always failed due to the constant objections from his teammates.
The second eldest (but also the second eldest recruit of the 6th generation), is Jean-Bu, 19 years of age. He has been a member for 5 years. He's French (so slap him!). He always has this bad attitude: Flirtatious, trying to catch Vyra's attention and ALWAYS seems to make a fool of him self in the end.
The next is Shiryu, the youngest of them all, but actually the eldest member of the 6th generation. Being 14 years old of age, she has actually been in the team a year longer than Jean-Bu has and is a brilliant girl. She is German. Her name sounded Japanese because she was born there. So, her parents decided to give her a Japanese name.
Vyra was the last member. She just came into the team a few months ago and didn't quite understand what the team was actually about. What bothered her most is the very, very thin knowledge of a dark secret on the team's existence. Whatever it was, she was about to find out - very soon.
A bus pulled over at the driveway so abruptly that they all turned to wait and see who just arrived. Tala was helping Shiryu with her luggage up to her room when the door opened and in came the Bladebreakers. He stopped short.
"Tala...?" Shiryu called slowly and followed his gaze.
"Ow... that smarts..." Tyson was the first to enter, clutching on his jaw (Kai punched him). "Wow... so this is the igloo?" Tyson asked loudly, taking a good look around. "It looked a lot bigger inside than outside. Kinda' different from the REAL igloo, isn't it?"
Ray came from behind him, "Well you know, it's rather impressive for a place such as this. I mean, Alaska is no vacation resort."
"You said it." Max butted in. "Especially if you don't enjoy blizzards every night!"
"I sure hope they have SPA baths like we have back in Japan..." Kenny added in, quickly shutting the door behind him. Moments later, Kai entered with a slightly reddened cheek and a scald mark (remember the kettle?) on his right arm.
The first person he saw was her and the person she noticed most was him. She pretended to look away when he glanced at her.
Suddenly, an aghast yelling was heard coming from none other than...
"Why are YOU here?!"
Tyson.
Tala turned to him and eyed every bladebreaker, his gaze momentarily resting on a certain bi-tinted haired boy where his expression hardened. "It's obvious, isn't it?" he asked.
"In the same hotel...?" Ray asked suspiciously. "Wow. Too good to be true."
Tala eyed him, "It's the ONLY hotel in the whole of Alaska. You've recovered, I see."
"Of course. What? Think a tender blow like that can paralyze me or something?"
"How unfortunate it didn't." Tala replied. "We came here to win the championship. What about you?"
"Heh... what a coincident, so are we!" Tyson revealed, rubbing his nose.
Tala smirked. Tension rose as the 2 stared and glared. Seeing no end to this, Yates decided to find something to distract them. "Hey... you're that guy who fell saving Vyra, aren't cha'?" he pointed to Kai. He nodded slightly.
"I didn't fall. SHE pulled me with her dead weight." He replied mockingly gesturing to her.
She flushed, "I didn't ask for any form of assistance, Mr. Hiwatari."
Raised an eyebrow. No one ever called him by his surname. Except in school. "Really now? Who was the poor drowning girl, I wonder?" he shot back.
"You must have been mistaken. I ENJOY the cold." She replied correctively.
"Yeah... Sure you do..." he said mockingly, arms crossed.
She turned to him, "Are you implying that I'm a liar?" she asked through gritted teeth. "We Greek don't lie."
"If the SHIRT fits." He purposefully stressed the 'Shirt' word and got a satisfying result. He grinned smugly. "I thought so."
She was glaring daggers at him and he pretended to be overjoyed to see the glare. Seeing another no end, Yates decided to loosen the whole thing up once and for all. Then again, he may only worsen the tension and had a quick rethinking of NOT doing anything.
'But than again...' he sighed.
Suddenly, he pulled an angry Vyra by the shoulders and stepped in front of her. "Sorry about that. She's still shaken up from the fall."
"I would've known." Kai replied carelessly. Yates didn't know if that was a good answer or not. Then, he turned to Tala and Tyson. "Do you know each other?"
"Sure. Name's Tyson. I'm the one who beat him." He pointed at Tala who remained composed.
"Is that so? You have encountered the Demolition Boys then."
The Bladebreakers (except Kai) looked at him in surprise.
"Yeah." Ray replied slowly. "You are...?"
"Allow us ta' introduce ourselves. We're the Goyo Gates. I'm the team leader. Call me Yates."
"You came for the competition too?" Max asked which Yates gleefully nodded to.
"Indeed."
"Next ta' Tala over there is Shiryu." She smiled and nodded to them all. "Near that fire is Jean-Bu," Jean-Bu waved to the sound of his name mentioned. "And right here is Vyra." Vyra curtsied gracefully.
"Pleasure to meet you." Tyson shook hands with Yates. "I'm Tyson, this is Max, Ray, Kenny and Kai." He pointed to each of his teammates.
Yates knitted his eyebrows. "Kai...? That sounds... Are you by any chance Mr. Voltaire's grandson?" Kai looked at away in disgust.
"I've got nothing to do with that old man."
Vyra tsked. "Now, I wonder where his manners went?"
A mini-glaring contest ensued.
"Excuse me, teams Bladebreakers and Goyo Gates?" the receptionist inquired.
Kenny walked to the desk, "That's us."
"And us." Yates smiled down at little Kenny.
"Here are your keys to your rooms. And here's a package delivery for a Mr. Tyson." She said. "Is he here?"
"I'm Tyson."
Seeing an escape, Yates wasted no time hoisting Vyra, Jean-Bu and Tala to the elevator, followed closely by Shiryu. "Well, be seein' ya' in the tournament, See ya' later, alligator."
To Be Continued.
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TyrantFlame: (smashes intruder signal, turns chibi) TAAAAA~~~LAAA~~~!!!!!!! ^______________________^ (squeals and proceeds to re-read the paragraphs where Tala was mentioned.) He's sooooooooooooo adorable!!!!! (huggles a shocked Tala next to self)
TyrantFlame: SHOTGUN!!! O.O
HANDS OFF!! I'm not done with him yet! Who invited you anyway!?
TyrantFlame: Bye! (Runs off w/Tala)
GET BACK HERE...!!!!!!!!!!!
Max: I know she should be saying this... But since she's away now... Please read and review!
Kai: IF you have to do that, make sure we find out more on the OC, ok?
... Don't you dare get started on her... You're mine and none other. ^_^+
Kai: Whatever...
Max: Hey, Tyson, you seriously keep a diary?
Tyson: NO!
Enough of the pep-talks. Here's chapter 8.......................... Kai, remember...
Kai: ................
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Kai was freezing all right. He felt as though his lungs stopped functioning. Or rather, his entire organs had frozen up. It's amazing how he can actually breathe!
"Kai? Stay with us, ok?" Max slapped his face a few times to keep him awake from an eternal sleep. After it irritated him a tad too much, he slapped Max's hand away.
"Leave me alone, Max. I'm fine." He said although he partly regretted saying that for the grogginess was worsening by the minute.
Ray placed a hot towel on his forehead and the heat made him feel alive - though by just a little. "Fat chance. We're in an ambulance on the way to meet Mr. Dickenson in the 'Igloo'."
"The Igloo?!" Tyson groaned, "We're staying in an igloo?!" he complained as usual. Ray sighed.
"Not THAT igloo, the hotel's called the Igloo."
"Oh."
"There's a HOTEL in Alaska? THE Alaska?" Kenny piped in. Ray shrugged innocently.
"So, does Mr. Dickenson know we're in this 'mess'?" Max asked, turned to Kai, saw him sleep and gave him a good slap which earned him a glare of death from Kai. "Let's keep it that way, okay?" he grinned.
"All right, Kai. Seeing you're in no condition to beybattle, I suggest you sit out of this tournament until you get better." Kenny said, turning to Kai who drifted off to sleep again.
This time, not only Max gave him a slap (causing his cheek to swell due to the repetition of slapping on the same side of the cheek), Ray put extra hot towels to his face, Kenny stacked more blankets while Tyson (the baka) graciously put a hot kettle into Kai's stacks of blankets.
At first, Kai felt it rather comforting but then...
It got too hot...
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They finally arrived at the Igloo. Yates climbed out of the ambulance first, helping Jean-Bu down and then followed by Vyra. She was recovering but Yates insisted that he take care of her. Shiryu was the last one out.
She looked left.
Then right.
Left again.
Turned 360 degrees.
Looked right.
Looked left.
She turned 180 degrees on slow rotation but this time, came face to face to...
"Would you quit that?" Vyra requested, narrowing her eyes. Shiryu jumped back in shock.
"Cut that out! Or you'll give me a heart attack!" she held her heart (bisecting chest, etc, etc) continued the above processes. "Where IS he?!"
"He who?" Vyra asked but was ignored as Shiryu ran over to the receptionist counter. "Fine, go on, forget I ever exist." She pouted and Yates was beside her.
He sniggered. "She'll REALLY torch him."
"Don't start..." Vyra rolled her eyes, "I don't even know WHO you're talking about. Is it that red haired guy?" she guessed. Yates nodded.
"He's her sweetheart." Yates whispered in an undertone. A pair of ears perked up; followed by a demonic facial expression glancing their way.
"NO HE'S NOT!!" Shiryu shrieked from the counter (Yates and Vyra were near the entrance and the hall was quite big (the distance from the entrance to receptionist counter was approximately 4 metres away).
"Oh, were you listening?" Vyra sarcastically replied.
"Once I find him, I'll... UGH...!!!!" She screamed, clawing the desk, frightening the receptionist.
"You'll what?"
Shiryu turned to the source of the voice and slowly advanced towards him, fingers in a claw gesture. "You..." she said dangerously.
"Ay, Ay... I!... Tala... achoo!" Jean-Bu waved from the lounge sofa, right next to a blazing fire, covered in an uncountable number of blankets with a serious blocked nose (The above said, "hey, hey! Hi. Tala").
Shiryu stopped right in front of him. Neither said anything. Vyra's lips quirked up. She can guess what was about to happen.
'Time for a romantic long-lost reunion it seems...'
Tala smiled as he looked at her and she looked intently into his sky blue eyes. She was fascinated to see his eyes all the time but on this particular reunion, she wasn't too sure of that. She glared at him so suddenly that Tala felt his feet turn cold.
"You jerk." She blurted in whispers.
'Ok, that wasn't what I quite expected... than again...' Vyra kept listening.
The boy, Tala, shrugged. "I'm back. Although not like the person you knew but, it's me."
Her eyes watered. Tala opened his arms to hug her but suddenly felt a sharp heel stamp on his foot.
"!!!! Shiryu..." he grunted, fighting back the pain. She was wearing a pair of DEADLY sharp heels. (Did I see a knife there? - NOT!)
Suddenly, Shiryu embraced him, "That's for leaving me without notice and this..." she stomped the same foot again, "is for not even BOTHERING to contact me!" Tala bit his lower lip to suppress an unmacho yelp from escaping.
"I'm sorry... I really am..." Tala replied, hugging her with an arm and rubbing his double stomped foot with the other.
Vyra nudged at Yates, "A little history lesson, if you don't mind?"
Yates whispered softly, "They were childhood sweethearts. Tala vanished suddenly without a trace 4 years ago. They were only 10 then..." he shrugged. "You should've seen 'em, kids' love they say..." he laughed.
She nodded slowly. The team, comprising of Yates, the leader, Jean-Bu, Shiryu and herself was called the Goyo Gates. It was based on a Japanese folk tale, the 4 constellation points: Genbu, Seiryuu, Suzaku and Byakko.
The team isn't new. The faces are. So far, their team was the 6th generation. Yates came from the previous generation; generation 5; and is the oldest among them, 25 years old. He is Texan but, being the eldest in the team, always thought he's too old and thought of retiring from the team - a plan which always failed due to the constant objections from his teammates.
The second eldest (but also the second eldest recruit of the 6th generation), is Jean-Bu, 19 years of age. He has been a member for 5 years. He's French (so slap him!). He always has this bad attitude: Flirtatious, trying to catch Vyra's attention and ALWAYS seems to make a fool of him self in the end.
The next is Shiryu, the youngest of them all, but actually the eldest member of the 6th generation. Being 14 years old of age, she has actually been in the team a year longer than Jean-Bu has and is a brilliant girl. She is German. Her name sounded Japanese because she was born there. So, her parents decided to give her a Japanese name.
Vyra was the last member. She just came into the team a few months ago and didn't quite understand what the team was actually about. What bothered her most is the very, very thin knowledge of a dark secret on the team's existence. Whatever it was, she was about to find out - very soon.
A bus pulled over at the driveway so abruptly that they all turned to wait and see who just arrived. Tala was helping Shiryu with her luggage up to her room when the door opened and in came the Bladebreakers. He stopped short.
"Tala...?" Shiryu called slowly and followed his gaze.
"Ow... that smarts..." Tyson was the first to enter, clutching on his jaw (Kai punched him). "Wow... so this is the igloo?" Tyson asked loudly, taking a good look around. "It looked a lot bigger inside than outside. Kinda' different from the REAL igloo, isn't it?"
Ray came from behind him, "Well you know, it's rather impressive for a place such as this. I mean, Alaska is no vacation resort."
"You said it." Max butted in. "Especially if you don't enjoy blizzards every night!"
"I sure hope they have SPA baths like we have back in Japan..." Kenny added in, quickly shutting the door behind him. Moments later, Kai entered with a slightly reddened cheek and a scald mark (remember the kettle?) on his right arm.
The first person he saw was her and the person she noticed most was him. She pretended to look away when he glanced at her.
Suddenly, an aghast yelling was heard coming from none other than...
"Why are YOU here?!"
Tyson.
Tala turned to him and eyed every bladebreaker, his gaze momentarily resting on a certain bi-tinted haired boy where his expression hardened. "It's obvious, isn't it?" he asked.
"In the same hotel...?" Ray asked suspiciously. "Wow. Too good to be true."
Tala eyed him, "It's the ONLY hotel in the whole of Alaska. You've recovered, I see."
"Of course. What? Think a tender blow like that can paralyze me or something?"
"How unfortunate it didn't." Tala replied. "We came here to win the championship. What about you?"
"Heh... what a coincident, so are we!" Tyson revealed, rubbing his nose.
Tala smirked. Tension rose as the 2 stared and glared. Seeing no end to this, Yates decided to find something to distract them. "Hey... you're that guy who fell saving Vyra, aren't cha'?" he pointed to Kai. He nodded slightly.
"I didn't fall. SHE pulled me with her dead weight." He replied mockingly gesturing to her.
She flushed, "I didn't ask for any form of assistance, Mr. Hiwatari."
Raised an eyebrow. No one ever called him by his surname. Except in school. "Really now? Who was the poor drowning girl, I wonder?" he shot back.
"You must have been mistaken. I ENJOY the cold." She replied correctively.
"Yeah... Sure you do..." he said mockingly, arms crossed.
She turned to him, "Are you implying that I'm a liar?" she asked through gritted teeth. "We Greek don't lie."
"If the SHIRT fits." He purposefully stressed the 'Shirt' word and got a satisfying result. He grinned smugly. "I thought so."
She was glaring daggers at him and he pretended to be overjoyed to see the glare. Seeing another no end, Yates decided to loosen the whole thing up once and for all. Then again, he may only worsen the tension and had a quick rethinking of NOT doing anything.
'But than again...' he sighed.
Suddenly, he pulled an angry Vyra by the shoulders and stepped in front of her. "Sorry about that. She's still shaken up from the fall."
"I would've known." Kai replied carelessly. Yates didn't know if that was a good answer or not. Then, he turned to Tala and Tyson. "Do you know each other?"
"Sure. Name's Tyson. I'm the one who beat him." He pointed at Tala who remained composed.
"Is that so? You have encountered the Demolition Boys then."
The Bladebreakers (except Kai) looked at him in surprise.
"Yeah." Ray replied slowly. "You are...?"
"Allow us ta' introduce ourselves. We're the Goyo Gates. I'm the team leader. Call me Yates."
"You came for the competition too?" Max asked which Yates gleefully nodded to.
"Indeed."
"Next ta' Tala over there is Shiryu." She smiled and nodded to them all. "Near that fire is Jean-Bu," Jean-Bu waved to the sound of his name mentioned. "And right here is Vyra." Vyra curtsied gracefully.
"Pleasure to meet you." Tyson shook hands with Yates. "I'm Tyson, this is Max, Ray, Kenny and Kai." He pointed to each of his teammates.
Yates knitted his eyebrows. "Kai...? That sounds... Are you by any chance Mr. Voltaire's grandson?" Kai looked at away in disgust.
"I've got nothing to do with that old man."
Vyra tsked. "Now, I wonder where his manners went?"
A mini-glaring contest ensued.
"Excuse me, teams Bladebreakers and Goyo Gates?" the receptionist inquired.
Kenny walked to the desk, "That's us."
"And us." Yates smiled down at little Kenny.
"Here are your keys to your rooms. And here's a package delivery for a Mr. Tyson." She said. "Is he here?"
"I'm Tyson."
Seeing an escape, Yates wasted no time hoisting Vyra, Jean-Bu and Tala to the elevator, followed closely by Shiryu. "Well, be seein' ya' in the tournament, See ya' later, alligator."
To Be Continued.
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TyrantFlame: (smashes intruder signal, turns chibi) TAAAAA~~~LAAA~~~!!!!!!! ^______________________^ (squeals and proceeds to re-read the paragraphs where Tala was mentioned.) He's sooooooooooooo adorable!!!!! (huggles a shocked Tala next to self)
TyrantFlame: SHOTGUN!!! O.O
HANDS OFF!! I'm not done with him yet! Who invited you anyway!?
TyrantFlame: Bye! (Runs off w/Tala)
GET BACK HERE...!!!!!!!!!!!
Max: I know she should be saying this... But since she's away now... Please read and review!