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AUTHOR'S NOTES: SORRY FOR NOT BEING ABLE TO UPLOAD FOR A LOOONNNGGG TIME~~~!!! ***gasp gasp*** Ahem. Anyway, I would only be able to upload on a weekly basis, very busy these past few days, and I'm having a mental breakdown right now on whether I should be using Kobus or Zakus or Quebeleys for the Hanami ficcie, then thinking up of a zillion more ways in how to get about FY-BBA Style, BLADED!, The Bey Blade Story Game...@.@ GAAAAHHH~~~!!! ^-^;; Uh...where are we...OH! Okie-dokie. Right. So, I have introduced the mysterious Ana Mund Freid, and her connection to Kai would be somewhat enlightened up a bit in this chappie, with the advent of Saint Dranzer in Yuri's hands...Lady Celes would be making a special appearance; Professor would be meeting Cerridwen in the hotel hallway, much to the chagrin of Medain; and, yeah, Yuri and Cerridwen would meet again. Sparks fly...(?)anyway, read on and find out!

Yuri was quiet as he looked down at the White Dranzer he held in his hands. How long had it been since he saw it last?

Balkov had been telling him that one Bey Blade that could equal that of the Black Dranzer's power ever since he was a 5 year-old apprentice-novice back at the Monastery.

Only two of them were created: one to create, the other to destroy.

The Black Dranzer had been given to Kai, but...where was the other one?

It had been said when the White Dranzer appears, the Black Dranzer would come back and the 2 of them were fated to fight each other until both of them are destroyed.

Which was the -Creator-, which was the -Destroyer-?

Was this a challenge of some sort?

***I wouldn't touch that cursed thing with a 10 foot pole even if my life depended on it,*** Kai told him as they trudged out of the Monastery one last time, to catch that flight to Japan.

***Even in the flight of Saint Dranzer...?*** Yuri had asked softly.

***Don't even mention that name ever again, Ivanov.*** Kai looked away. ***Let us hurry, the taxi driver's ready to hurl a Molotov cocktail towards us.***

He never did hear anything about the White Dranzer ever again.

But...

What would Kai do when he sees the White Dranzer again?

Kai had been terribly frightened when he saw the White Dranzer that time he went missing in the woods when he tried to escape. He was just absolutely terrified. Yuri could remember that day very well...it was only a few weeks after Kai's grandfather had him deposited like some unwanted stray animal in the Monastery.

There had been a general uproar when Kai managed to escape, and he was barely 4 years old then.

Yuri knew right away that Kai was special; why would Balkov be so extremely agitated when the tiny boy was lost in the woods?

And Kai returned terrified of the White Dranzer, and became more sullen as he grew older, up to the point that Kai himself was beginning to curse his very existence.

Why was it?

What secrets did the White Dranzer hold that made Kai so cold and hateful?

That was the last flight of Saint Dranzer, and now it flies again.

What would Kai think about it now...?

Lady Celes was quiet as she made her way down the quiet hallways of the Abbey that crisp afternoon. The quietude was disturbed only by the sounds of the girls up and about going to their next classes, chatting softly as proper decorum would allow, and the sounds of the birds singing sweetly in the many trees that surrounded St. Ingrid Abbey.

It was a great place to be in. The St. Ingrid Abbey and its original structures were erected during the Middle Ages, and was home to many noblemen's daughters during their times of strict convent schooling when it was considered proper for a lady to be familiar with everything that was required of her as a woman and as a noble. Everything here was made of pure white stone and marble, generous gifts of noblemen who were very satisfied with their convent schooling to prepare their daughters for marriage and the management of a household and the manors and the entire estates whenever their lords were away. St. Ingrid Abbey was one of the fortunate few who escaped the Black Death that ravaged the English countryside in the late 14th century (escaped with a few hundred casualties, not much else), and under Queen Elizabeth the First's royal decree, the Abbey was declared under the jurisdiction of the Royal Crown, although their headmistresses were given free rein over everything; and since then, the Abbey grew and grew, and has become a very popular private boarding school in all of England among the old nobility in modern times. Every respectable daughter of an old royal family was expected to study in St. Ingrid Abbey, and that was it.

The Abbey was also host to a secret that had been going on for centuries, ever since the dawn of knowledge, and that was its Bey Blade school. Considered one of the oldest Bey Blade institutions in the world, along with that of the Balkov Monastery, St. Ingrid Abbey is very different, because of its apprentices that consisted entirely of young girls aspiring to be one of its elite Bey Blade team, the Wing Blades.

***The Angels of Death in a Bey battlefield. They look like Angels, but in looks only.*** Lady Celes held out her hand to which a tiny bird alighted on it. ***Angels with scythes.***

"Excuse me, Lady Celes? Someone wishes to talk to you," a young girl said in a soft whisper.

Lady Celes blinked. A tall man was there, wearing the distinguished royal blue uniform of the House of Elridge.

"Yes. Come, let us make haste to the Portrait Hall." Lady Celes nodded. "I am most eager to hear of whatever tidings you may bring. Please, follow me."

Professor was thinking of where he would start looking for the rest of the BBA Team (Kai was unusually asleep) when a familiar red-haired young girl turned up the hallway towards him.

"C...Cerridwen..."

Cerridwen was glancing at the piece of paper she held in her hands, looking through the gold numbers posted on each of the doors down the hallway of the hotel wing their room happened to be in.

"C...CERRIDWEN~~~!!!" Professor ran over to where she was, all dignity and poise forgotten.

"Yes...?" Cerridwen asked, blinking.

"Cerridwen Aerin Ascot-Elridge, I'm so very, VERY pleased to meet you, you don't know how happy and thrilled I am to see YOU~~~" SD Professor was short of fainting.

"Uh...yes. How do you do?" Cerridwen asked him politely.

"Very, VERY fine~~~!!!" Professor held out his Young Inventors Journal magazine, his cheeks burning bright as that of the setting sun. "Hee hee, uh...WOW~~~!!! I'm your avid fan...and...hee hee...I've read ALL your dissertations, papers, essays...can I have your autograph?"

"Uh..." Cerridwen blinked. "If you say so..." She got her pen from her bag then looked kindly at Professor. "Where?"

"The cover please! THANK YOU~~~!!!" SD Professor said.

Cerridwen signed with her neat flowing, graceful script on the front cover.

"And I loved your inventions, as WELL~~~!!! They're really awesome. And I must say, I really, REALLY enjoyed reading about them! You're so TALENTED~~~" Professor was raving.

"Oh, that I'm not!" Cerridwen blushed delicately. "Um...thanks if you think, anyway."

SD Professor looked like he had already died and had gone to nirvana.

"Um. I am a little bit lost..." Cerridwen looked at her paper again. "Is this Wing A..."

"CERRIDWEN~~~!!! What on EARTH are you doing HERE?!"

Cerridwen blinked. Medain was looking at her as if she had gone absolutely nuts.

"Uh, hi Medain," Cerridwen said with a wave. "I was just asking this kind young man here if this is Wing A..."

"Wing A is at the OTHER side of the hotel," Medain answered. "It's a good thing I saw you here, to save you from those stupid morons~~~"

"What stupid morons?"

Medain and Cerridwen turned to look. Professor was somewhere off in nirvana, and he had become a pretty useless statue, holding his glossy magazine to his chest.

Yuri was standing there, his eyes narrowed.

"Oh...hi, Yuri." Medain smirked. "Don't tell me you're starting to stand up for them."

"Yuri..." Cerridwen blinked.

Yuri decided to ignore the blush that was creeping steadily and stealthily up his face. "They happen to be MY teammates now, Medain. You can't go on insulting them as often and as long as you want. You're treading on me too."

"WhatEVER." Medain left with a small wave of her hand. "See you in the elevator, Cerridwen. Make it short and brutally sweet."

They were soon standing alone in the hallway. Professor was still blissfully blank.

"Um..." Yuri began awkwardly.

"Yuri, I really can't believe you're HERE!" Cerridwen was very happy. "Are you with Ivan, Boris, Sherkai..?"

"Uh, NO. I'm...errh...BBA." Yuri had a sudden desire to give himself a strong kick to his ass. "Are you...sweet..."

"?" SD Cerridwen blinked, her expression puzzled, her eyes wide and innocent looking.

Make that a double kick to his ass. Yuri was very painfully aware that his face was as red as his hair. "I mean...fine...are you...close...???"

SD Cerridwen blinked again. "Are you OK, Yuri?"

"Errh..." Yuri had turned SD, looking like a winged tomato with eyes like tiny beads. "Yeah..."

Medain looked over the huge vase that was in the way a few feet away. "Ask her on a date not NOW, Yuri, we still have to do a mission briefing. Besides, you look like you seem to need a free spin in a food processor. OK?"

"Medain..." Cerridwen blinked at her teammate.

"Let's go, Cerridwen. Date LATER." Medain gave a jaunty little wave. "See you, Ivanov."

Medain was gone again. Cerridwen turned and smiled at Yuri, her eyes closed happily. "I'm glad to see you again, Yuri. I'll see you when I see you?"

Yuri couldn't answer so he just nodded; Cerridwen's smile has somehow turned his brain and his entire central nervous system into hopeless mush.

"OK." Cerridwen nodded, then went after Medain. "Bye, Yuri."

"...Cerridwen..."

"?" Cerridwen turned to look at him. "Yes?"

"I'm...happy to see you, too."

"OK." Cerridwen nodded again. "Tell him thanks, too! See you, Yuri!"

She leaves.

At that precise moment, Professor went out of his reverie.

"She's gone, Professor." Yuri blinked, trying to force himself to get composed. "Aren't you supposed to be going somewhere?"

"H-huh...oh YEAH!" Professor looks up at him frantically. "Have you seen Takao, Max, or Lei?"

Yuri shook his head.

"Oh NO I still have to do their BEYS~~~" SD Professor ran towards the elevator. "Tell Kai I'm looking for the others when he wakes up, OK, Yuri? THANKS~~"

"..." Yuri blinked, sighed, then looked down at White Dranzer he fished out of his pocket.

Yeah, it was definitely not his DAY.