Not mine! Just saying...the idea is. It spawned from my own experiences at Anime North 2005. Well, the sleeping in the closet bit at least. Please review cuz it fuels my writing.

'Just not fair….' Rei thought to himself as he saw another pair of beybladers fly at each other into the embrace of lovers that hadn't seen each other in far too long. At least Enrique and Miguel only felt the need for one brief kiss then a forehead to forehead conversation. Kai and Tala on the other hand still hadn't let each other up for air since the Bladebreakers had walked into the hotel lobby, neither captain having heard a word that Mr. Dickenson was trying to tell the large group. There were several couples within the world's top beyblading teams; some on the same team, some combining the most heated rivalries. Sitting on the arm of the couch Kai and Tala were making out on, Rei's golden eyes scanned the room for his own lover; not that anyone else in the room besides he and his falcon knew about it. Most would likely drop dead in shock, then kick up the wildest fuss in recorded history. He found him though, head down and leaning against the far wall with headphones covering his ears and probably blasting some kind of EBM track. Bryan could always feel someone watching him however and now wasn't an exception. Looking up slowly, moonlight coloured eyes met sunshine gold and he nodded slightly, the only acknowledgment he gave his lover but for Rei it was enough, particularly as the ice in the other's eyes melted away at the same time their gazes met. Smiling slightly, the nekojin looked away, scanning the crowd again.

"Whatcha smiling at Rei?" Tyson asked, popping up in front of his team-mate's line of vision and nearly startling the Chinese teen off his seat.
"Not much….just nice to see everyone again." Rei shrugged after a quick recovery, giving the world champion a larger smile than the one that had been playing on his lips moments before.
"Ya, it is. But damn, what's with all the fans? This hotel is packed solid. They're never let fans in our hotels in the past." Tyson griped, sitting down on the chair arm along with Rei, his backside settling on the white fabric draped over the edge, causing choking sounds to erupt behind them. The Japanese and Chinese both turned rapidly to look behind them and Tyson bounced up.
"Sorry Kai!" he yelped, staring at his wheezing team captain with wide eyes. Once he'd recovered enough for it, the dual haired male shot his team-mate one of his death glares and struggled to sit up, knocking his partner out of his lap while he did. Collecting himself from the floor gracefully, Tala sat back down on the couch, crossing his legs and arms and looking around.
"Granger is right….there are far too many fans here. Someone must have slipped the news about which hotel we would all be in. At least they will not be staying here." He commented, some of his words over extenuated as he tried to speak past his thick accent.
"A lot of them are by the check in desk though…" Rei pointed out, nodding over towards the reception area of the hotel, several meters from where all the bladers were being held, a long line of security guards forming a human fence to keep the rabid fans away from the players.
"Hn…then there's going to be a lot of people here. Probably means teams to a room instead of two people." Kai mused, glaring out towards a group of girls calling to him with their home-made love banners. Rei cursed inwardly at that. He'd never get time to sneak away and be with Bryan if that was the case. He was always put in a room with Kai and more often or not, the mixed blader bribed him into switching room-mates with the Blitzkrieg Boys' captain. Not that it ever took very much of a bribe.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, I need your attention." Mr. Dickenson called over the noisy crowd of teenagers all lounging about together. Several cracks about the only gentlemen being the Majestics, or not being the Majestics and so on were made, distracting attention from the owner of the BBA again while laughter rippled across the room and fans swooned and squealed at the humanness of their favourite players. It wasn't until Tyson's grandfather cracked his kendo sword against the nearest wall that all attention was on the elderly men again. Clearing his throat, Mr. Dickenson looked over the crowd and began again.

"It appears that this hotel was over booked when a source leaked about where the teams would be staying. Unfortunately every other hotel within an hour's drive of the beystadium is also booked solid for this weekend's conference and tournament. We have managed to secure the top floor for you all, which means passwords to get out of the elevator on that level as well as a private cafeteria and security at all time…" a wave of soft conversation cut the old man off as players discussed this. They'd be stuck to one floor most of the time it seemed, but at least they wouldn't have to worry about emerging from their room in shorts to get some ice and have several dozen fans waiting to pounce. Waiting until the chatter had died down again, the portly gentleman continued.
"However, there is a small problem. There are only 6 suites on that floor so we have to double up the teams in each room as well as have one suite for coaches and adults and one room for our female players.
"Whoo! Sleepover!" Mariah and Mathilda crowed at the same time, glomping each other as the male majority glanced at each other with raised eyebrows. These rooms were going to be very full…

"Yes girls, a sleepover." Dickenson smiled, as the two pink haired bladers chattered eagerly to each other in quiet voices as the other girls in the crowd crept up to them. "The following teams will be rooming together: All-Starz and the White Tigers; Barthez Battalion and the Majestics; BEGA and F Dynasty; Bladebreakers and the Blitzkrieg Boys." Folding up the piece of paper he'd read the teams list off of, Mr. Dickenson waited for the reactions to his news. It took a few moments but the air suddenly erupted in groans, moans, cheers and jeers as well as many a request to just put all the couples in one room so everyone else could get some peace. Rei didn't hear a word of it all. His concentration was focused solely on the tall, lavender haired figure that had pushed himself away from the wall he'd been leaning on. Smirking as he caught his raven haired lover's eyes on him again, Bryan shook his head with a small laugh and followed the protesting Ian to the elevators, leaving Rei to chew at his lip and get smacked back into the real world by an over excited Tyson.
"Come on buddy! Let's claim a bed before those Russians get them all!" the bluenette declared, dragging Rei to his feet and dragging him off, not for a moment noticing the lost in thought look hazing over usually bright gold eyes.

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