Chapter 3's here! And with it comes... KAI! XD Tyson and Kenny appear too. But they're minor roles. Don't think I'll be bringing in any bladers weren't part of the Demolition Boys/ Neoborg/ Blitzkrieg Boys at any time into the storyunless absolutely necessary.
Thanks for waiting!
My laziness is starting to kick in, so I've decided to make one general reply to reviews and answer and specific questions you may have. (besides, I kinda get annoyed with long intros)
Yes... Ian likes shiny... just like kawaii Ryu from Gravitation . I'll make references from anime I've watched in this fic. :)
Disclaimer: I don't own anything... nothing at all!! I'm poor :(
Chapter 3
The boys entered the airport with their bags slung over their shoulders.
"Tala! Oi! Over here!" yelled someone.
The boys glanced over, and, much to their dismay, saw Tyson waving them over wildly with Kenny clinging onto his arm trying to get him to stop drawing attention to himself. Tyson ran over to the boys, waving an arm with Kenny flying behind him, too scared to let go.
"Hey, guys! Long time no see, eh? Hahaha! Mr. Dickenson told me that you guys'd be coming today. He wanted me to meet you guys here! Had to wake up extra early! Wouldn't have made it if it weren't for the Chief, over here!" started Tyson, patting Kenny on the back a little too hard. Kenny stumbled forward into Ian.
"Hey! Watch it pipsqueak!" cried Ian, shoving Kenny into Tyson.
"Speak for yourself! You're shorter than he is, and Kenny's my friend. Lay off him, or I'll give you a good beating in a good ol' beybattle," said Tyson pulling out his blade to show the others. They boys rolled their eyes.
"Like you could really do that," muttered Bryan.
"What'd you say?!" exclaimed Tyson.
"I said—"
"Where's Mr. Dickenson?" interrupted Tala.
"Hm? Dunno. Kenny?" answered Tyson, forgetting all about the challenge.
"W-well. Mr. Dickenson s-said he was b-b-busy," stuttered Kenny, holding his laptop tightly, "s-so he told us to t-take you guys t-to his office a little l-later today."
"Great. What are we supposed to do, 'til then?" muttered Bryan.
"You guys can come with us back to my dojo!" said Tyson, punching his fist into the air.
"We'd prefer not to," said Tala.
"Eh? Oh… well… um…err," started Tyson, lowering his fist.
"How 'bout you give me the time and address of the meeting and leave us alone?"
"B-but Mr. D told us we should stick together."
"We'll survive without you."
"But you guys don't know your way around the city."
"That's what maps are good for."
"But—" Tyson was interrupted by a loud growl.
"How about we settle this over breakfast?" sweat-dropped Tyson, "I missed breakfast in the rush this morning, heh heh heh." The boys glared at him. Bryan opened his mouth to say something, but Kenny interrupted.
"Oh c-come on, you guys. You d-don't want to d-draw attention to yourselves, r-right? Why don't we g-grab a bite to eat? You guys m-must be hungry after your l-long f-flight from M-Moscow. C-Come on, I'll pay," sang Kenny at the end.
"You will?!" gasped Tyson, hugging Kenny, "Oh, you're the greatest!"
"I'll pay for them, not for you. With the amount you eat, I'll be in debt for the next century." The Neoborg smirked as they watched Tyson's face fall.
"Alright. A bite to eat it is," said Tala calmly before walking to the food court.
Sitting at a large table near the window were the Neoborg, Tyson and Kenny. The Neoborg and Kenny each had a small breakfast in front of them. Tyson, on the other hand, was sadly looking at the average sized bun on his plate. It was all that he could afford. He forgot his wallet at home in the rush to get to the airport.
"Not satisfied with your breakfast, Tyson?" asked Tala smugly.
"Of course I'm fine with it," snapped Tyson, "it's the… the breakfast of champions." The Neoborg chuckled.
"If that's the breakfast of champions, then we must be gods," smirked Bryan. Tyson glared at them before nibbling on his bun, which soon turned to gorging. The others looked away, disgusted, having breadcrumbs fly into their faces. Then everything fell silent. Tyson was sitting quietly chewing on his bread slowly staring at the others' food. The Neoborg smirked before eating as slow as possible, savouring the taste of each bite of their breakfast.
A few hours later, Kenny was busy typing on his laptop, while the Neoborg was still savouring every bite of their first free meal. Each member of the team had barely finished two thirds of his meal. Tyson was on the verge of tears. Every once in a while, he would slowly reach out his hand in attempt to grab any piece of food, only to recoil when the food's owner stabbed at the table with a knife millimetres away from his hand.
Suddenly, an alarm sounded on Kenny's laptop.
"AUGH! We're late!" cried Kenny, standing up and pulling at his hair.
"What are you—" a largeCHOMP interrupted Spencer. Tyson had recoiled into the corner of his seat, while Ian was smiling smugly. Apparently, Tyson was trying to use the distraction to his advantage and tried to get Ian's food. Ian had noticed this and attempted to bite off Tyson's hand. The others looked at Tyson, bored, before turning back to Kenny.
"What are you talking about?" started Spencer, again.
"We're supposed to meet Mr. Dickenson in less than half an hour!"
"What?!" exclaimed Tyson, snapping out of his trance, "come on, guys! Let's go!" and with that, Tyson rushed off. A second later, he returned just as quickly. "Um… hey, guys? You going to eat that?" said Tyson, pointing at the unfinished plates.
They looked at each other, and said, "Go crazy." Tyson rubbed his hands together. He grabbed the nearest plate, opened his mouth wide and poured all the food in, swallowing it whole, with his throat changing shape to accustom the food.
"I wonder where it all goes," commented Spencer.
"Reminds me of a dump truck," continued Ian.
"Or a garbage chute," said Bryan.
"A bottomless pit would work, too," finished Tala.
Tyson ignored all their comments and finished all the meals. He sighed and burped before saying, "come on! We have to go meet Mr. D!"
Soon, the boys were in the Mr. Dickenson's waiting room.
"Hello, boys. Are you here to see Mr. Dickenson?" said the secretary. The boys nodded. "I'll tell him you're here. He's with someone right, now, so you'll have to wait a little while." She motioned to the seats.
"Well, we'll leave you guys here. We've got some training to do!" said Tyson, and with that, Tyson and Kenny left. Sitting down, their attention was drawn to Mr. Dickenson's office. They could hear two muffled voices: one yelling, and one that seemed to be trying to calm the other down. Before long, the voices calmed and stopped, and Mr. Dickenson appeared in the doorway.
"Hello, boys. It's good to see you again! Sorry, I couldn't meet you guys at the airport. I trust that Tyson and Kenny took good care of you."
"Hn," answered the Neoborg.
"Um… well… err…"
"Thanks," said Tala.
"Hm?"
"For helping us."
"Oh, you're very welcome, boys. It's not like I could leave you boys in that dreaded place. Anyways, I am here to inform you about your lodgings in Japan. I was just settling it, as a matter of fact," he said gesturing behind him. "You see, it is difficult to find some place large enough for all of you to stay in, with Japan's large population, and I'm assuming you boys would prefer to stay with one another, no? So I've arranged for you boys to stay with one of your friends!" said Mr. Dickenson, clapping his hands together.
The same thought of horror ran through each of their heads—'Friends? Oh god, don't tell me it's Tyson.'
"Boys, meet your new host!" said Mr. Dickenson, moving from the doorway. The Neoborg's hearts stopped.
Standing in the doorway, was none other than Kai Hiwatari.
more anime references!I got the "CHOMP" thing from Azumanga Daioh where Sakaki always tries to pet the cat that always bites her hand, and from Bottle Fairy where Hororo was about to bite Kururu's head during lunch. XD So amusing... and so much funnier than I described it to be because when the the kitty/Hororo is about to take a bite, their heads become huge and their teeth become jagged. XD
Next chapter! The boys go to Kai's grand mansion. And... you find out what's in Tala's bag... dun dun dun...
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