Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade.

Tala was shoved through a light blue door and saw several huge icicles come right at him. He ducked and saw four icicles stuck in the door. "What the-…" he growled, looking up. A girl about four inches shorter than him, glared at him. Her black hair had white and blue sparkles in it and was tied behind her head. Her thin, pale arm was out in front of her, as if she threw something at him. Her pure white dress was loose on her and her cobalt eyes glared at him. "Who are you?" she asked, lowly.

He smirked and stood. "Prince Tala of Miziji. Right now, I'm just a 'hostage' of your brother's."

"How nice, why are you here?" she growled, turning away. He took advantage and plucked the icicles from the door and aimed them straight to her. She snapped her fingers and they turned into dust. "Not a smart idea," she snapped, looking at him. He rolled his eyes and was about to talk when a white furball walked in, softly. It was a Mizijian wolf puppy.

"Is that…" he said.

"This is Wolborg. My pet from a friend of mine," she said, quickly, looking away.

Wolborg looked at Tala, and then growled. Tala kneeled down and reached out with his hand. The puppy whined and took a step to him. He sniffed Tala's hand and yipped. He jumped at Tala and made contented noises in his throat. "Seems to like me," said Tala, holding him up.

She rolled her eyes and her hand pushed at the air. An ice wall lifted itself from the floor and moved to the side. "So you're my brother's hostage and now my servant. This is grand," she muttered, sitting on her bed. He snorted and continued to cuddle Wolborg, who whimpered satisfied. Junko watched them and then whistled at Wolborg. The puppy squirmed until Tala set him down. He ran to the bed and waited for a miniature ice staircase to appear. He ran up and plopped himself on the bed. He whimpered and Junko glanced at him. "No." He whined. "Wolborg…" He licked her face and whined. She sighed in defeat and looked at Tala. "Prince Tala, is it?" He nodded. "Wolborg wants to play with you. He wants you to show him ice magic."

Tala looked at the wolf, which yipped and wagged his tail. He chuckled and beckoned the puppy. Wolborg ran to the hand and licked it. Tala petted him and waved his hand over Wolborg. Tiny snowflakes appeared and fell on the wolf. He shook them out and yipped again. Tala pressed his fingers against the ground and swirling figurines came off the floor and danced around Wolborg. They dodged him, when he leaped at them. He made a weak bark, which made Tala look up at him. He padded to Tala and the ice started to create ripples. Junko watched the floor of her bedroom, become filled with rings. "He's never done that before."

"Really? Most ice wolves usually can create ice with their bodies. I think this little tyke doesn't realize what he's doing." Tala scratched the nape of the wolf's neck and smiled. He moved his hand to between the pointed ears and found out that Wolborg was really itchy. "He's very spoiled, isn't he?" asked Tala.

"Yea, my sisters spoil him."

"How did you get him?"

Junko stiffened at that comment. "A friend of mine gave him to me…" she muttered, tapping on the wall. It moved and she stuck her hand in. Cold air struck her and her body glowed slightly.

"What was that?" Tala asked, lifting an eyebrow. "It helps keep my temperature low enough to touch things and not freeze them." He walked to her bed and grabbed her hand.

"Here," he muttered, interlacing their fingers.

"What are you doing?" she asked him, curiously.

"There's a spell which allows a person to control ice magic at will. Has no one taught you?" he asked.

She shook her head. "I had no one to teach me."

"I see. Well, here. Focus your energy on your objective. That way your power won't be let out unnecessarily."

"Oh."

She closed her eyes and felt Tala's hands leave her. Her temperature rose and dropped according to her mind. "You're a better student than some of the other magicians I had to teach," muttered Tala. She blushed.

"Loads of practice," she said, tickling Wolborg, who joined them. He batted at her hand and rolled across the white sheets.

"From the outside, it looks like you froze this part of the castle."

"I did. I was really naïve and bored. What do you expect a seven-year-old to do? Stand around while the palace gets boring?"

"Hn, you're right about that, but still, you live with other elements at least," he said, leaning on the pillows.

"Says you. I don't really interact with my sisters. Mina is out of control. Shiri lost in her own world and Tsukomi likes being by herself. I get bored very easily, unless Wolborg does create mischief which I have to fix."

She giggled as Wolborg curled up to Tala and yawned in his face. Little icicles formed on his face and covered his left eye. Tala growled and the ice disappeared.