by Shadou-sama
Chapter 3 - Rebonsiple and Dickaplined
Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade.
Shadra hit the snooze button a half second after it went off. Through one eye, she checked the clock. 5:00? Wha—Oh, right, team practice. She sleepily got up.
After getting groomed, she walked downstairs into the kitchen, where Dick, her stepfather, was already making coffee.
"Why are you up so early?" he asked. "Usually you try to sleep in until the last possible moment."
"Got practi' this morn-ing," she said, still more than a little sleepy.
"Didn't you have practice last night?" The coffeemaker stopped, Dick poured himself a cup, which Shadra promptly stole. He grunted, then poured himself another cup.
"Yeah," she said, taking a swig. "But we have practice every morning and after school. Oh, and before I forget, tell Carly that I'll check in on Mom at lunch."
"Will do, but don't you think it's a bit too much? You got in awfully late last night."
"It'll end sooner from now on. I'll be back before ten, at the latest."
"And homework?"
Shadra popped a couple pieces of bread into the toaster. She hesitated, but Dick didn't seem to notice. "Will get down before the due date."
"And your grades?"
"Will stay above failing."
"And math?"
"The teacher supervisor is my math teacher."
"And math?"
"I'll work hard, get a good grade." The toast popped up, and she spread some condiments on them.
"If any of your grades stop dropping, you're cutting back practice. School comes first." He took a drink of his coffee.
"Yes, sir!"
Dick nearly spewed his drink.
Kai sat up bolt in his bed. That dream… That dream that he should find extremely disgusting, but found it kind of… erotic. He shook his head. What was going on with him? Rei… Dammit! Why couldn't he keep his mind off the guy? It should be simple enough, yet it was harder than winning the Championship last year.
That training helped a little last night… He got out of bed, got dressed, and grabbed his Dranzer off the counter and headed outside.
Shadra headed down on the elevator, this time being able to pass the eye scan and verbal recognition herself. The door slid open, and she stepped out. This time, the three boys, uh, Tala Ivanov… Bryan Serkowsky and Spencer Fero. Yay, she remembered them. They weren't seen from the large windows.
She turned right this time to take the door at the far end, which she had noted was the locker room for both the men and the women. There was even a sign on the door that stated those facts. She just hoped the men weren't getting a little… uh, personal.
The door slid open. The boys didn't even turn their heads, but she was sure that the three had glanced at her out of the corner of their eyes. Then she noticed that none of them had any shirts on. Thankfully, they had changed into their sweat pants already. She blushed a little, seeing as how these were three extremely well built guys. Very muscular. She realized she was just standing at the door and staring at them, which made her blush even more.
She hurried to the fourth locker with her name on it. She hadn't noticed how extraordinarily handsome they were. Spencer was a bit big for her tastes, but still… Practice might be a bit harder, and a bit more embarrassing than she had realized.
The Demolition Boys were finally training in the beydishes. They had spent an hour weightlifting, half and hour running the track beneath the beydishes, so they only had fifteen minutes to beyblade. Shadra was almost thankful for the two practices a day or they'd probably never be able to blade much.
She was currently facing off against the robot, which had shot three beyblades to challenge her. Her red and white bit-beastless blade circled, dodged, and attacked against the solid gray ones. That robot was certainly giving her a challenge.
"She can't even hit one," Bryan sneered.
"And her technique is loose at best," Tala said.
"Why did Boris ever choose her?"
"Because he saw 'potential'."
"If she has potential, than I'm the greatest in the entire universe."
Shadra ground her teeth and growled softly. All those guys ever did was criticize her! Well, except for Spencer, but he hadn't said anything the whole entire practice. But she did, however, notice he was giving her disapproving looks, and giving the other two agreeing looks.
"Attack!" Her red and white beyblade smashed into one gray blade, then another. It knocked the two out of the dish. She looked triumphantly back at them.
Tala just smirked. "Her skill is ruled by her emotions. She'll never get far."
Shadra just wanted to scream.
"Hey Kai!"
Said beyblader froze as his name was called, then thawed to continue on his way up to the school building. He really hoped nobody noticed.
"Hey, wait up will you?" Rei called as he ran to catch up. Kai obliged. "When's our first practice?"
"After school," Kai grunted.
"Which room did you book? 'Cause Lee booked the weight room and Robert has the bey-gym."
"The outdoor dishes."
"Cool. I just hope I can keep up with you. I bet you're twice as strong as you were last year."
Kai turned his head away, hiding his blush. "Where's Mariah?" he asked.
"You know, we can actually be in two different places at once, you know," Rei said angrily. "I don't always know where she is, either!"
"Girl's bathroom?"
"Yeah…"
Oliver walked up to them. Kai mentally let out a huge inner sigh of relief. It was easier not to think of Rei that way when other people were around. "Have you seen Shadra?" the lime-haired beyblader asked.
They both shook their heads no.
"Why?" Rei asked. They started walking to the front door.
"We always meet up by the Dairy Queen on the way to school. I waited, but she didn't come by. I hope she's not sick or anything."
"Did you call her?" Rei asked.
Oliver nodded. "And she promised to make it up to us."
"She's not cooking, is she?"
"No, treating us to a movie Friday night. You too, Kai," Oliver added, even though Kai never really hung out with them. But he had been the one who brought to their attention the suspiciousness of the matter.
"No," Kai said, half-heartedly mentally cringing at the thought of spending more time with Rei. That certainly would get his thought process going…
"Oh, come on. You have to go," Rei pleaded.
He just looked so cute then… Kai sighed. "Alright."
"Great!"
Why couldn't his one weakness at least be a girl?
Carly, the strawberry-blonde head cheerleader and Shadra's stepsister, spotted Enrique talking to a few of his friends. She recognized Johnny, Michael and Robert, but the tiny green-haired kid she didn't. They didn't matter, she was a senior and they weren't. She smoothed out her uniform skirt before walking up to them.
"Hey, Enrique," she said.
"Hi Carly," he replied. The other boys rolled their eyes.
"Whatcha' doing Friday night?"
"Movies with friends," he said. She gave him a look. He kind of jolted, finally figuring out her point. "Wanna come?"
"I guess."
Shadra sat at a desk behind Bryan in Mr. Boris' classroom. A few kids had filtered in, like Kenny and Emily, the big brains. The Demolition Boys had gotten to class early, since Boris had driven them. And this teacher is never ever late.
Oliver, Kai and Rei walked into the room, instantly locating her. They took seats around her.
"Where were this morning?" Oliver asked.
"Morning practice."
Rei choked. "Morning practice? And you didn't skip it?"
Kai gave her a strange look, which was mirrored by Oliver.
"No," she said. "And quit looking at me like that."
"And why are you sitting behind those new kids? Why aren't you sitting at the back?" Rei asked.
"I don't know. I just did."
"And why are you sitting up so straight?" Rei asked, his voice getting panicky. He jumped up and felt her forehead. "Are you sick? Did they do horrible things to you? Why? Why? Why?"
Shadra gave him an odd look, as did everyone else in the classroom, and removed his hand from her forehead. "Calm down, guy. It's not the end of the world. And breathe, you're hyperventilating."
"You're just scaring me, is all," Rei said, a bit sulky, as he sat back down. Kai looked away, blushing a subtle pink. Damn, did Rei ever look fine.
"All of us," Oliver agreed.
"Next you'll be telling us that you did your homework," Rei said.
"I did do my homework," Shadra lied. Boris had handed her a sheet on the way to school, as he did to the other Demolition Boys.
The three boys started.
"What did you do to her?" Oliver asked the Russian boys.
"Yeah, she's all responsible and stuff," Rei added.
"That isn't normal," Kai said.
Tala closed his eyes and smirked. "Maybe you just underestimate your 'friend' there."
"Hey, yeah! Why can't I be rebonsiple and dickaplined?" Shadra asked.
"'Cause you can't be it if you can't pronounce it, Chaton," Rei said.
Bryan smirked at the hearing of her nickname. Even though Shadra couldn't see it, she knew he was too. Shadra scowled. "Mind your own business, Kon."
To be continued...
