Disclaimer- I do not own Beyblade, its not mine and never will be, it belongs to Takao Aoki and I'd have to pay him a huge sum of money to buy it, however my OC's belong to me, and you'd have to pay me a huge sum of money (or ask nicely) to use them.
--- Chapter 2, Interruptions ---
John shook as something touched his face, opening one eye slowly and narrowly avoiding being poked in it as a furry paw prodded him again. John growled to himself as he rolled onto his front, the cat that had woke him trying to rub against his face affectionately. He sighed pushing himself up onto his knees as the cat ran over to Black Dranzer and hissed at it. Without a word John stooped down and snatched up the jet-black beyblade, a familiar drained feeling coming over him as he did so. 'How did I end up on the floor again?' he thought to himself lazily as memories from the previous night flooded through his mind. "Dark Leopard" he said to himself simply, looking over to see another beyblade still lying motionless on the floor, near the hand of its owner. John looked at the boy for the first time in broad daylight, fairly short, aqua blue hair, blue fingerless gloves, jeans, blue t-shirt. "…lots of blue" he commented to himself as he scooped up Dark Leopard. John thought to himself for a few seconds before turning around and giving the boy a sharp kick in the ribs.
Dan rolled over onto his back and lay spread eagle on the floor, staring up at the broken ceiling, the pain in his side slowly subsiding and he pushed his hair back out of his eyes with both hands "what happened?" he groaned, closing his eyes as John dropped Dark Leopard on his face, where it bounced painfully off his forehead. "You're just annoyed because I won aren't you?" Dan said with a smirk, picking up his blade and sitting himself upright. "You didn't beat me kid, we drew" John said, kicking the boy again, this time in the back, causing him to spring to his feet. "Oww! What the hell you do that for!" He shouted, scowling at John who just shook his head vaguely before wandering away out of the ruined warehouse. "Weirdo…" Dan commented, staring after him. The sound of police sirens met Dan's ears and he froze, looking around at the damage he and John had inflicted on the warehouse, a warehouse that wasn't theirs. With him the person there to be held responsible, he looked to the door where John had just left and ran to catch up with him.
"So how did you manage to draw with me anyway? I'm unbeatable" Dan said proudly, he seemed to have become a lot more active and cheerful since John had tried to get him to go away by buying him an ice-cream from a shop they'd passed as they went down the sea front. 'Must be the sugar…' John thought to himself, making a mental note never to buy him sugar again. "Nobody is unbeatable..." John said simply, walking a little faster, but Dan matched his pace, "Of corse somebody is, otherwise I wouldn't be around would I, Dan the Invincible". John looked across at him with a sceptical look on his face as Dan struck a pose. John just shook his head and kept walking "…idiot". It wasn't long, only a few minutes of walking before John noticed something; Dan wasn't following him anymore. He looked around to see Dan leaning over the sea barrier talking to four girls on the beach. "Hey, there, I'm Dan, the best beyblader in existence" He said, smiling at them all before holding out his ice cream "want a bit?" By the time John had managed to walk all the way back to Dan two of the girls had pounced on his hand and he was beginning to look a little less 'invincible'. "Erm... that bit its ice-cream, its my hand" Dan said nervously, wincing. John looked over each of the girls, the two attacking Dan were just blurs, and another was egging them on, while a final one, dressed quite similarly to himself in black and red was standing at the back of the group with a pleading look on her face as she pointed to Dan before running her finger across there throat. John smiled, causing a jolt of pain to run through him, before he returned to his normal emotionless state. Before following the instruction, grabbing Dan by the back of the collar he dragged him away. "thank you…." Dan said weakly, examining his bleeding fingers and the teeth marks on his arm.
An hour or so later John and Dan could be found in the park along with Black Dranzer and Dark Leopard "Go Black Dranzer!" John yelled as his blade slammed into a can shredding it to pieces, then another, and another, and another. Dan watched lazily as John completed the training corse they had set up. "Too easy" John said to himself, replacing the cans with pieces of wood before trying again, completing the test again, he replaced the planks and let Dan have a go. Laying back on the grass lazily. As Dan got ready to launch Dark Leopard "Let it rip!" Dan shouted as Dark Leopard smashed through a planks, swerving before breaking through another, and a third, Dan was about to hit the last plank and complete the course when a shining white beyblade shot out of nowhere and smashed into it, causing a flash of light, Dark Leopard was knocked back into the last plank and splintered it before dropping back to the floor. "What the…?" Dan yelled as a small blonde haired boy walked towards them
A little bit longer than the first one, getting the hang of writing now, which is helpful, and constructive criticism would be good but flames will be ignored. despite how much I like fire. Chapter 3 will be up very soon, hope somebody actually reads this.