High School Rivals

Authors note: BLUUP! D Go and R&R! HAPPY READING!

Warnings: Swearing and sexual content.

Disclaimer: Beyblade isn't mine

Chapter 13:

Deadly Blades

Leader, Kai Hiwatari

Second-in-Command, Tala Volkov

Right-Hand-Man ,Rei Kon

Bryan Flinchet

Kenny Mendler

Tyson Granger

Spencer Mohonie

Ian Ziltmas

One Brotherhood,

one gang,

one family.

It was around 5 am once they reached their motorcycles at the vacant lot. Everyone wasn't really tired since they were pretty much used to this life style by now. The plan was to head back to Kai's place and spend Saturday there, hit the club that night, and chilled at Tala's on Sunday. This was their family. And family stuck together.

As the 8 guys shred asphalt down the highway, the only ones that was currently present was 2 black BMW's fully decked out doing 180 km/h. The windows to the very nice and very expensive cars were tinted black preventing them to see inside. But Tala, being the speed-junky he was, knocked it up a notch and was now driving side by side one of the cars. Steadying his black bike and making sure he had a good grip, Tala let go of his right hand and knocked on the driver's windshield.

"are you crazy?" came Tyson's voice from within Tala's helmet. They all have built-in communicators in all their helmets so they're able to talk to each other without having to dial-up on a cell phone.

"don't worry princess, I just wanna know if these guys are up for a race is all." The red heads smooth cool voice replied and in the background you could hear Rei's light laughter and Kai's annoyed grunt.

Tala lifted up his visor allowing his icy blue eyes to be visible and two blood red bangs fluttered back and forth in the wind, "Yo, anyone home!" he shouted against the loud winds due to their constant 180 speed. His only answer was a rev in the engine. The other BMW slowed down as did the other guys on bikes. Tala and the black BMW are now head to head going down an empty highway, and Tala could feel his pulse pick up. He was excited. This, he could tell, would be a good race. Flicking his vision back down, Tala positioned himself on his bike so he had more control of the powerful machine between his legs. He could feel the leather of his gloves stress under the amount of pressure of his grip and he smirked cruelly. This guy was gonna eat his dirt. They both rev-ed their engines…on the third one, the race would be officially on.

One.

"Show them who's the king of these streets Tal!" Ian voice shouted through the walkie-talkie.

Two.

"Good luck." said Bryan, he too was a speed-junky so he was anxious to watch this race.

Three. VROOOM!

The driver of the BMW must have had the best mechanic and a fat wallet since the man had Nos-boosters. The car flared to life as a icy blue torch-like fire shot out from the back and the racing speed was brought up to a whole new level.

Tala's crystal blue eyes widened in surprise for a split second before they narrowed dangerously and he shifted gears bringing the motorcycle to catch up with the car's speed. His form was hunched and the upper half of his body was practically aligned with the bike. The wind felt like it was ripping at his skin and if he loosened his grip a little he felt like he would fly away. They are once again, head to head, alternating from first to second.

"Holy fuck, that's fucken fast." Tyson said quietly as he and the others drove faster so they were able to still keep a visual on the two.

The two were still going at it, both equally matched. Kai from the corner of his eye was watching the other black BMW, it was driving along side of his friends also watching the race.

The guys were about a good distance away from the two since they were going at a more intense pace but they felt it before they saw it. They felt the enormous rumble of an engine being shifted into gear, the sound was deep and smooth. It was obviously kept well and maintained. The other black car shot down the freeway like a bullet, a speed that they have never witnessed with their own eyes. The car caught up with the two in a matter of seconds, an impossible thing to do, even for professional drivers.

The two BMW's were once again side by side with a confused Tala on his initial opponent's side.

Beep. Beep. Click. "Yeah?"

"We gotta go. You've had your fun."

"Aw, okay." The driver pressed the button so the window would roll down, Tala tried to get a glance at the face but no luck. The guy had on a white hoody with the hood drawn up and the guy also had on glasses, well that was all he could tell by only seeing the side of his face.

Then…he turned. Only…he…was…a….she.

End. Review please and thankies, hope you enjoyed this chappie. I know it was a bit short but the next update will be out soon. Ja!
-PinkOopa-