Chapter Eleven: On the Way to London

A/N: I haven't skipped over any of the major fights, they're included kinda in this chappie, but they're not integral to the story line, and don't become so until they start off to London.

"To our past victories, and future triumphs! To us, the Blade Breakers!" The beyblading team made a toast to each other, then Max said, "Hey, we should acknowledge each other's contributions, ya know. Congratulations on everything we've achieved individually, and as a team."
"That's the point of the party, Max." Ray said. "However, I'd say, thanks be to Kenny, for being the glue that holds this team together, and for being there for all us as... what did you call him, Sakura?"
"Techno man! Our own little super hero." The blue-haired Russian girl kissed Kenny on the cheek, giggling. She saw Kai fuming in the corner, jealous, and bit her knuckles in an effort to sober herself. She was so hyper, it wouldn't be a stretch to call herself drunk. "Seriously, Ken, I don't think we could've made it this far without you. Oh, Nursie," she called lispingly to Kai, "don't let me drink anymore soda, I'm beginning to rave." It was true that Sakura was on a major sugar high. Her usually pale cheeks were dusted with a slight rosy blush, and her cobalt blue eyes were unusually sparkly. Like stars, Kai thought. Sakura's problem was that, on a sugar high, everything was funny, causing her to go into a giggle fit at the drop of a hat.
"Ray. Dearest, darling Ray. We are all so proud of you for confronting your past and fighting an honorable battle against Li. I salute you."
"It wasn't that big of a deal." Kai muttered. Sakura looked over at him. Flipping her long, ice blue hair out of her face, she smiled and said, "Kai, I salute you too, as Team Captain," and she did, with a raised middle finger. Kai smirked and threw a throw pillow at her. "Jerk!" She cried, laughing, and threw it back at him. Oh, but Kai was such fun. So were the others. She laughed for a moment before falling into the silent, broody teenager's lap. She shifted her wait so that she was using him as a pillow, smiling up at him dreamily.
Her boyfriend was suddenly in a state. The softness of Sakura's beautiful, blue hair brushing against his skin reminded him suddenly of the whispering kisses she sometimes placed on his lips, just the barest of touches, of her mouth to his. The languid heat of her body, and its lithe, sensuous pose made his fingers itch to touch her, to caress and explore her. Oh, but she was beautiful. His lovely ice princess. Desire was singing through him, a chaotic symphony demanding his attention.
Sakura fell asleep as she crashed down from her sugar high, her head resting in Kai's lap as the boys recounted their battles against the White Tiger Team and the All Stars Team. She had to admit, it was nice seeing Mariah and Emily again. She'd met them at the Junior Olympics, her very first time. She'd been competing for ice skating, Emily for tennis, and Mariah for martial arts. They'd been about six or seven at the time, and had all three won gold medals. Sakura's half-awake thoughts dwelt on them, and on Kai, until she finally fell into the deepest of sleeps.

"Sakura..." Kai laid her down on her bed in her hotel room, fast asleep. Damn her tiredness. He wanted so desperately to kiss her, to touch her. He needed her suddenly, so desperately it made him clench his teeth. "Please wake up, Sakura..." I want to show you what you do to me. He looked her over, gently caressing her pale cheek as he did so. She was wearing a black skirt that fell to her knees and a zip-front dark blue shirt. The zipper was pulled down low enough to give him a beautiful view of her creamy skin. I need you, Sakura, suddenly and so much.
The thought made her stir as it brushed against her mind. She was tired, but she sensed Kai's need for her, his desire, and all it did was bring her own desire blazing to life. She sighed softly and opened her eyes. "Kai."
"Hey. I was thinking, on the way to London, we might not have a lot of time to be alone together, so-" He didn't finish, because suddenly Sakura kissed him, drawing him back down to the bed with her. Her lips were soft against his, sweeter than sugar, and he kissed her slowly, carefully, his lips moving over hers again and again as her arms went around his neck. His hand went to the zipper of her shirt, pulling it down lower and lower to reveal her beautiful skin. His one hand was braced against the bed, his other trailing down over her breast to massage it gently. She wasn't wearing a bra. She arched into his warm touch, making a soft sound of pleasure as Kai's tongue invaded her mouth. They broke the kiss, and Kai's mouth descended to her throat, which he kissed and nipped at, making her whimper.
"Kai... kiss me, Kai." His mouth crashed down onto hers and he kissed her with a savage desperation. The way she said his name, so soft and sad and needy, made it seem like she'd be snatched from his arms at any moment. "God, Sakura! I want you, I need you, please...." "How much, Kai? How much do you want me?" "More than anything. I have to kiss you, have to touch you, feel your beautiful body underneath my hands." "Show me how much you want me, Kai."

(2 days later)

"We're still waiting." Kai said harshly. The violet haired boy turned to him. "For your name, that is." Sakura, hidden in the shadows, remarked acidly, "He wouldn't dare show his face here and use his true name. I'd think, Robert, that you'd be at least a tad worried." Her cobalt eyes flashed at him with endless fury at what he had done before she hissed, "Do you have any idea what you're up against?" "A woman's wrath? Oh, I'm petrified! Grypholion!" "Hounborg! Polaborg!" The two beyblades clashed as the bit beasts roared and attacked. "Still bitter, Sakura? Can't handle rejection? I thought it was all fun and games, love, nothing more." Her opponent taunted. The Russian girl clenched her teeth with fury at the memory of Robert's cruelty. "My brother and I beat you soundly, Robert Jerkin, after what you did to me!" "You're nothing, Sakura, nothing! A gorgeous pair of legs, a tight ass, a pretty face, that's all you are to me." "You are nothing, Robert, but a pathetic, little weakling to be crushed beneath my heel." "You're just pissed because I dumped you!" "I'm pissed because you talked trash about me afterwards! Oh, I was the worst lay you ever had? I've had much, much better! I wouldn't have slept with you if the survival of the human species depended upon it! I found out from your dog what a lousy fuck you are!" At this point, the Blade Breakers were watching the two others, as were the bitbeasts. All beybattling had ceased, but Robert and Sakura were to wrapped up in their argument. "Nazi bitch!" "Mother fucker!" "Tramp!" "Son of a bitch! "Murderer!" She nearly attacked him, making a slur against the death of her mother when she'd been born. She bit out, "Psycho paramour!" "Ha, you would know, Sakura! Frigid bitch!" The icy girl took a step back, shocked. "What did you just call me?" "Frigid. Frosty. Incapable of sexual feeling." Sakura bit her lip, now silent. Robert didn't know this, and neither did any of the people she considered close to her, but that was one thing she was deathly scared of: becoming sexually incapable due to what her father and Voltaire and Giddeon had done to her. So, unfortunately, she was out of witty remarks. Kai, however, didn't need cunning comebacks. He had those rock hard fists of his. The fists the collided at least five times with Robert's face.