Emiyan: Hello people! This is my second Beyblade fanfiction! It has nothing in relation with 'A Sign of Wish' –which I suggested you read—so no need to worry, anyways, on with the show!

Torakai: (cough) Are you forgetting something? (coughs, then points to the lawyers)

Lawyers: $$$ (drool)

Emiyan: -- Torakai, you sound sick, you keep coughing—

Torakai: (cough) Don't try and change the subject, you know we have crap! (cough, cough)

Emiyan: Okay… I don't own Beyblade…

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.:Spirit Catcher:.

Chapter 1: Mysteriousness and Sugar

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--Location: China, in some village--

"She's dead!" Mariah whimpered into an elder's arms. "I-I found her near t-the river a-and, she's n-not breathing!" Mariah gripped the elders wait and began to sob. "I can't believe it! This is the 5th attack this week!" The elder cried, while trying to calm the pink-haired girl.

Lee sighed and looked down, "This is getting out of hand…" He looked at Mariah, who wouldn't stop crying, 'She can be really sensitive.' Lee thought, casting his gaze on the still waters of a distant lake. 'What, or who is attacking people…?'

--Location: Tyson's House—

"Ugh…" Rei groaned as he slogged down the steps, holding his head in his palm. "Ohh…" he lost balance and plummeted toward the beginning of the staircase, crying out in pain, "I never want to hear about sugar again…"

It was true, Max had found his way to his room in the middle of the night, and wouldn't stop blabbing about sugar, and anything sugary. And then, the blonde fainted on Rei's bed out of a sugar-shutdown.

For the rest of the night, the Chinese couldn't get the sugar-induced words from his mind. "I see were sleeping, ne? Rei, you know that we train today." A gruff voice spoke over him, prodding him in the back. "Ow…" The neko-jin didn't have the energy to argue, or even say anything for that matter.

"Come on, kitten. Training starts today." Kai said, jabbing him sharply in the back with his index. Rei groaned and turned on his back. "Kai, don't call me kitten, and stop poking me. Maxie got into my room…"

Kai glowered, "That still gives you no right to sleep, kitten. Maxie gets in all of our rooms… somehow…"

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And so, the day dragged on, slowly. Kai ordered everyone around, and everyone obeyed as if they were a pack of obedient dogs (a hungry dog in Tyson's case).

"Ugh, Max, you're stance is awkward, fix it!"

"Tyson, stop daydreaming and get back to battling!"

"Rei, I expected a better launch than that!"

… And so on…

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"Hrnn." Max whimpered as he plunged towards the grass, his arms and legs sore. "Same time tomorrow. Don't be late." Kai barked, leaving his teammates in a heap on the earth. "Don't worry about us, Mr. Sunshine. We'll just lay here while you do crap!" Tyson called angrily after the Russian.

Rei's stomach lurched as he picked himself up and dragged his weary body to the backdoor. "I hate training…" but he forced a smile on his lips as he made his way to the dining room.

"Hey Rei, what are we going to eat next? See, I was thinking about that soup you made a few days ago. And boy was it tasty! Could you make it again? Hunh?" Tyson inquired, his brown eyes becoming wide and chibi-like. Rei smiled, "I guess so, just try to save some for everyone else."

Tyson cheered and hugged Max, "Woohoo Max! We're going to have soup!" Max grinned and hugged Tyson back, "I love you so much- I mean, I love soup so much!" Max spoke, he then blushed and broke away from Tyson. The Japanese was oblivious, you could tell from his gaudy smile.

"Okay, calm down Ty, I'll go get the stuff for soup at the mar—" Rei stopped short, his eyes gazed over a white envelope. "Hmm… what's this…?" he picked it up and investigated it. It had no return sender or anything, just the name 'Rei' printed in spidery gold script.

"Open it!" Max shouted, chewing on a chocolate-bar he found. Rei turned and looked at the chocolate bar with wide eyes, and then he inched away from the American. "Okay." The neko-jin pried the envelope open slowly, while Tyson did a vocal drum-roll to build up the suspense.

"Dutatatatatatatatattatatatatatatataaa."

Rei glared at the bluenette, but opened the envelope and read it aloud…

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Emiyan: Aha! A cliffie!

Torakai: (sigh and cough) You're pathetic, spending your time writing stories that will never be published… (cough)

Emiyan: Say that to the millions of authors here and we'll see if you live.

Torakai: Whatever, just review. (cough, cough)

Emiyan: Ya! Review…! Torakai… you should go to the doctor for that cough…

Torakai: (cough) NEVER! (coughs and runs away)