Well, well… my first chapter to a raunchy, degrading and demeaning story! I've never written something quite like this before -cough-lemon-cough-, but having not even written the first lemon chapter yet, this story is safe to read until chapter 3… mwahahaha! If you're really horny, this story is perfect for you, haha! Well, I have nothing much to say besides this chapter is more like an introduction. The actual fic doesn't begin until chapter 2. I'M NOT SAYING THAT YOU SHOULDN'T READ THIS CHAPTER THOUGH! Oh and if you didn't read the summary for some retarded reason, here are the basics: Kai's a whore in heat and Maya (my own character) is a blonde and blue eyed Frenchie with big boobies. YAY! -claps- Get my flow? Alright well I won't disturb you anymore with my pointless rambling. I hope you enjoy the first chappie!
Disclaimer: Lady Harpy Dilandel does not own Beyblade nor any of its original characters. On the contrary, LHD does own Maya, all of Kai's whorey escapades and the Sea Devils team (what a name).
Baby you pretend that things aint what they seem…
The crowd hollered as the two teams entered the stadium. In reality, the cheers were really only for the Sea Devils team. The Blitzkrieg Boys never were exactly a crowd favourite (1); except of course, for the girl.
The two teams sat at opposing ends sending each other silent threats. Kai Hiwatari sat at the end of the bench beside his usual partner, Tala. His grape eyes reflected boredom for he knew it was just another match, with just another rookie team, and just another easy victory for his team. Instead, he put his attention on something else…
The tall figure who sat on the other side of Tala and Brian got up and with her right hand on her hips, proceeded slowly to the beyrink.
Kai stared.
Her name was Maya. A French girl who just like Kai, left her old team, the Bladebreakers, to join who she called her "real team", the Blitzkrieg Boys. Funny how the team is called that, for it is certainly not made up of one sex.
As Maya approached the rink, the crowd went mad. Countless screams of "Go Maya!" and "Maya's number one!" echoed through the dome. The fifteen year old replied to the crowd's gratitude by flashing her sweet pearly whites combined with a royal-like wave. She was really the only reason why everyone tolerated The Blitzkrieg Boys. Unlike her teammates, she had a heart.
She leaned comfortably on her right hip, waiting for her opponent to reveal himself. Her piercing ocean blue eyes watched as a tall, lanky blonde boy walked up to the rink. She examined his blade closely; piece of crap. You could tell it was homemade, it was also moderately damaged.
Maya sighed for she was hoping for somewhat of a challenge.
The two bladers built up their adrenaline and got into place, ready to launch at any second. Dj Jazzman (2) yelled the signature words "Let it rip!" and the two blades were launched furiously into the dish.
The crowd was even louder now. Everyone watched in awe as the blades circled each other; one white and red, and another neon yellow. The blonde boy screamed at his blade "Manta X", and the neon blade charged at the white and red one. Maya smirked. Her blade dogged the attack, just missing contact with the amateur blade. The boy's blade sped to the edge of the dish uncontrollably until it was in the air.
"No! Manta!" the boy collapsed on the floor.
"Oh no you don't…" Maya said in a sly tone.
Just when the match should have ended, Maya's blade flew into the air right beside Manta X and bumped the blade back into the dish. "At a girl, Dilandel" she whispered to her blade.
The boy's eyes widened, "Why… why did you do that?" He asked tremulously.
Maya laughed, "I'm not done with you yet."
Maya changed. She wasn't her usual self anymore. She had her game face on; Lady Harpy Dilandel was in control now (3).
The dominant blade circled the weaker one and began attacking it piercingly, toying with it.
The boy began to sweat. Why was she doing this when she had clearly won the match? If she kept this up, his blade would be left to nothing but sand-sized shreds. Who was she?
Maya was surprised at how long his blade could withstand the beating. After all those eye teasing tricks, his blade was still going. She underestimated him. Of course, he was still no match for the blading queen.
His blade finally began to show signs of weakness; play time was over.
"Dilandel, finish him off!" Maya pointed at the blade.
With one clear swipe, Manta X was knocked out of the dish, leaving Harpy Dilandel spinning proudly.
The crowd cheered. Maya extend her hand, letting Dilandel come to her grip. She smiled in approval and looked over at the poor blader who had fallen victim to her perfected strategy. She pitied him, yet didn't say any words of sportsmanship. Instead, she turned and walked back to her teammates, letting her chin length, golden blonde, wavy hair sway in the slight breeze caused by the air-conditioning.
Kai took notice to her full figure; she was skinny, but not too skinny, and pale like a white rose; that's what he secretly called her. She was well developed for a girl her age, and her all white blading outfit proved it; it's not that it was slutty, just it's not the type of clothing you'd wear in early spring. She wore her usual strapless whit, button-up shirt that showed much cleavage and stomach. Below her waist, she wore small white jean shorts and on her right thigh, she wore a belt which contained a pocket where she kept her precious blade in. She had on stylish velvet, white boots which were just below her knees and had the infamous wrinkled top. What really made her outfit stand out were the many pieces of cloththat covered her whole body. She had one just over her left shoulder, connecting toher back and front of her cleavage. There were three other cloths on both her shoulders which drooped down, circling around her arm and connecting under the armpits. One hung across her stomach and three on each side of her waist. (4)
As Maya walked back, she noticed a certain grey-haired boy gazing at her. She never really took notice, but she catches Kai looking at her a lot.
"Guess he's surprised that I won" she convinced herself.
She made her way towards Tala with a satisfied look on her face.
"Way to go babe" he high-fived his best friend. Maya replied with a short laugh and smile and sat at the other end of the bench.
It was Tala's turn to win a match. He rolled his eyes. He really was not in the mood to blade.
Maya watched and laughed as he cussed and lazily got up from the bench. Her eyes kept their focus on him, until they wandered off to none other than Kai Hiwatari's purple marbles. He was looking at her. She was looking back.
He's so cute…she dreamed over him. Many thoughts went through her mind actually. Oh my God, why is he looking at me? Shit, is there something on my face? Wow, he has such nice eyes. All of them, racing through her mind at a rapid speed.
Both of their eyes glittered. It felt like ages now that they were doing this, and no one even said a word. Maya knew exactly why she was staring at him. But how come she got the feeling he was looking at her for a different reason?
The crowds cheering awoke her. Maya blinked and looked around, then it hit her; Tala won. The match was over. Had it really been that long?
She was curious to know if Kai was still looking at her direction, so she quickly glanced at him. His eyes no longer wanted her. He now kept his attention on Dranzer and every other littlething that surrounded him. She sighed in both relief and disappointment.
She rubbed her left hand against her sore neck but pulled away quickly from the feeling of sweat that teemed her hand.
What is wrong with me?
She thought about the expression on Kai's face when the two were absorbed in their own world. He stared at her with amorous and squinted eyes and he had a slight non-threatening smirk on his face. It was like he was thinking about something, something of which Maya never thought he could think of…
All this tension tellin me just exactly what we should be…Voila! That's chapter one for ya ;). It's funny because the rest of the fic's chapters are going to be nothing like this one, well the one's that I have written on paper so far anyway. But yes, like I mentioned, this is a lemon fic so like you guessed, lemon will be coming up. Will it be in the next chapter? The chapter after that? Or was I just messing with you and really it's a boring old fic without ANY LEMON! No, the horror! Haha, no I'm not that mean ;D. I'm quite a fast updater so the next chapter should be up in a week. If I were you, I'd be pretty pissed since I can never wait a week for a fic that I like to be updated. Oh well, that is life children. So yes… I have nothing else to say but REVIEW PLEASE! THAT WOULD BE GREATLY APPRECIATED! I love you all and till next week! .
(1) Yes, I am Canadian, BOOYA!
(2) I hope that's how you spell his name. If not, please correct me!
(3) wOOt! I'm her blade! XD I actually got my penname from the name of her blade which I, of course, mused over carefully.
(4) You have no idea how hard it was for me to describe her outfit. Arg, it's just so complex! It's not meant to be described in words; you have to see it to know what I mean. Oh well, if my sad attempt of a description confused the hell out of you; feel free to give her any outfit of your choice. It won't screw up the story that much.