Taiy-Chan: Yay! Another update! I'm really concentrating on this story a lot now.
So, the Chinese tournament is coming to an end. Who will win?(Isn't it obvious?)
Someone asked why the Bladebreakers were going to Canada, and I think it's a good question. Basically, I'm live in Canada, which means I'd be able to write about it with more description. Also, I have plans for them there. It'll be fun..
So, without further ado, here's the ninth chapter of Beyblade F Fusion.
BTW, has anyone(other than those I've told) figured out what the F stands for in the title? It's actually pretty hard. I'll tell you guys in the end. But, if you know where to look, then you'll find it.
P.S. Will you guys hate me if I don't describe some of the matches? And also, does it matter to anyone how I write the matches? Like, you know, without the best out of three for each blader?
I don't own beyblade. No suing Taiy-Chan.
Chapter 9
Mind Merge I
Taiy opened the door to their hotel room, quickly taking off his shoes and closing the door behind him.
Looking around, he sighed. No one was in the main room. Not a good sign.
He'd just got back from the Bey stadium. The others had left before him to help Max while he finished off the match.
Taiy's pace quickened as he neared the blond's room.
"I really hope he's okay."
"Don't worry. Max is strong. It'll take more than this to keep him down."
"(sniff) Oh Kai, that was so sweet."
"I just said he was strong, what's your problem? Watching soap operas while me and Ray are asleep again?"
"... Nooo..."
"Damn it, Tala!"
"Watching a show is not a crime!"
"So he confesses. Case closed."
"Oh Tala..."
"I didn't do anything wrong!"
Taiy stopped in front of Max's door, knocking before opening it.
Inside, Tyson was sitting on a chair at the side of the bed. Kenny was on the ground and Hilary was no where in sight.
Taiy neared the bed.
Max lay there, deep in sleep. His breathing was normal and he looked peaceful.That was good. He had taken quite a beating back there. Taiy just hoped that, that team never was allowed to blade professionally again.
"Has a doctor come by yet?" Taiy asked, turning to Tyson.
The blue haired boy looked up and shook his head.
"That's where Hilary went. She's waiting for him downstairs." Tyson glanced back down at Max, worry etched onto his face.
Taiy nodded.
"Must've walked right past her." he muttered.
The dark haired boy said on the ground beside Tyson.
"How is he?"
Tyson sighed.
"He looks fine and is able to walk on his own two feet... But... right when we got him in bed he was asleep."
Taiy frowned.
"You do know what will happen if he can't blade tomorrow."
Tyson nodded grimly.
"We'll have to forfeit."
Taiy became silent, playing with a random strand of dark hair as he thought.
"We could always convince Mr. Dickinson to postpone the final match. I mean, it's not like we intended this to happen." He suggested.
Tyson sat up straighter.
"Hey! That's right! It wouldn't be fair if we had to forfeit the match! It wasn't our fault."
Taiy growled, opening his mouth to snap at the other teen, but stopped.
"Don't be too hard on him, Kai. He's been worried."
"Yeah, but all he did was repeat us!"
"I know. Why did he do that?"
"Cause he's an idiot."
"Because he was making sure he understood us."
Kai mentally snorted.
"Believe what you want to believe, Ray."
"Yes, Tyson." he said as if speaking to a child. "I just said that."
"Kai!"
"Haha. Beat you to it."
Tyson sputtered.
"Wh..huh? Oh.. Oh yeah... Oops."
"I'll be okay you guys." Kenny, Tyson and Taiy turned at the soft voice. Max smiled at them. "There won't be any need to postpone the match. By tomorrow, I'll be as good as new."
Tyson didn't look like he believed the blond, but didn't say anything.
Taiy just shook his head.
"I guess it's your decision. You know your limits." he said. Then added as an afterthought. "Just don't come crying to me when you end up unconscious by the dish tomorrow."
Kenny's eyes widened.
"Taiy--"
Max held up a hand, asking for silence.
"No, Taiy's right, Kenny. Don't worry though. I'll be okay."
An hour later, the doctor arrived. After checking Max over, he couldn't find anything wrong with him that couldn't be cured from a good night's rest.
With that, the Bladebreakers decided that an early bed time was in order.
Taiy lay on his back, staring up at the ceiling the mattress under him sinking under his weight.
"I have a bad feeling."
"You always have a bad feeling."
"Yeah, but this one is really bad."
"It's okay. We're world champions. We've beat the White Tigers before, we can do it again. What could possibly go wrong?"
"Everything."
The next morning, the Bladebreakers got up early to head over to the stadium.
Outside of the large building, the streets were packed with fans from all over the world, coming to watch the China Finals.
Finally getting into the stadium, the 'Breakers headed for their locker room, dodging obsessed fans along the way.
Once there, Kenny sat down on one of the benches and opened his laptop.
Hilary sat beside him, looking over his shoulder.
"So," the small boy said. "Who's going first this time?"
"Last." Taiy called, Tyson's mouth opened in shock.
"Okay, that's just getting annoying! Goddammit! Why do you always get to go last!" he shouted.
Taiy shrugged.
"Cause I always call it first." he said, smirking.
Tyson rolled his eyes.
Taiy sighed.
"Tyson, if you guys both win, then I don't have to battle. Do you really want to go last?"
Tyson frowned. He did have a point there. By going last, he might not have to go up against anybody if the other two won their matches.
Tyson shrugged.
"Whatever then. I'll go first." he said.
Max smiled.
"That leaves me at second."
"The Final match with the Bladebreakers vs. the White Tigers will start in two minutes. Bladers please make your way to the stadium." the voice over the loud speaker announced.
Hilary looked up.
"Well, we better get going then."
The crowd roared with excitement as the two teams entered the stadium. Tyson laughed waving his hand in the air, loving all of the attention.
The rest of the team followed in a more calm manner, Max waving every now and then and Taiy smiling sexily at the crowd.
Jazzman lifted his mike to his mouth.
"And first up in this very exciting match is Tyson against Mariah!"
The two teens stepped up to the dish, sizing each other up.
"Don't think I'll go easy on you just cause you're a girl." Tyson warned, smirking as he pulled out his blade and launcher.
Mariah laughed, tossing her pink hair behind her shoulder.
"That's just the way I like it." she said.
On Jazzman's command, the two sent their blades flying into the dish.
Taiy frowned.
"I was betting on them sending Kevin first..."
"Nah, he looses his temper too easily."
"Who will we be facing?"
"Most likely Lee. That's if we have to blade at all."
"Oh."
Five minutes later left Mariah and Tyson panting for breath, their blades circling around each other.
Tyson gritted his teeth, pulling the last of his energy together.
"Come on Dragoon! Finish this!"
Wind, seemingly coming out of no where, swirled around the grey blade, Tyson's hair blown into his face.
A huge tornado surrounded Dragoon, pulling Mariah's blade into it.
Within a second, the pink blade was out of the dish.
"And the first round goes to Tyson!" Jazzman shouted over the cheering fans.
Tyson caught his blade, smiling down at it.
"Thanks Dragoon." he whispered fondly, the blade glowing in response.
Max bounded up to him, tackling him to the ground.
"Nice job Tyson!" He cried, laughing and helping the other boy to his feet.
"Thanks Max. Go show 'em what you've got." Tyson said, patting his friend on the back.
Max nodded, giving the blue haired teen the peace sign before skipping up to his place by the dish.
"And the second match of the Chinese Tournament finals is Max from the Bladebreakers against Gary of the White Tigers!" Jazzman announced.
The two boys took out their launchers and blades.
"You and me again, huh?" Gary said, smiling.
Max grinned back.
"You won't be as lucky this time." he promised.
"We'll just see about that."
Taiy watched Max carefully as the match started. He could tell that the blond still hadn't fully recovered yet.
"Don't worry. Max knows what he's doing."
"I know. But I can't help it.."
"We shouldn't underestimate him."
"You're right... As always."
"I know."
"Modest today, aren't we, Kai?"
But Ray was right, Max couldn't keep going for much longer. The blue eyed boy was out of breath, gasping for air. And Draciel was loosing momentum.
"He's not going to make it."
"I guess we're going to have to blade."
"I thought you just said not to underestimate him?"
"I did, Ray. But just look at him. He's tired. He's probably aching all over from that last match yesterday. Maybe we should've asked Mr. Dickinson to wait a couple of days."
"Max said not to. We should respect his judgment."
"You're being uncharacteristically serious."
"Oops, sorry about that."
"No, no. Don't get the wrong idea. I like it better when you're not screaming and carrying on 24/7."
"What? Like this? Weeho Wehho! LADEDADEDADEDA!"
"DAMMIT!"
"You shouldn't have said anything. Now he's hyper again."
"HOLY MOTHER--"
This part as been cut out due to the foul language... We shall now continue.
"GOD! THAT STUPID---"
Oh, wait, nevermind, he's not done yet...
(checks watch)
"AND THEN HE GOES AND-----"
(whistles)
"WHO THE HELL GAVE HIM ALL THAT SUGAR ANYWAYS! NOW HE'S---"
(reads book)
Ahh, looks like he's done. Now, on with the story...
"Whoa..."
Taiy rubbed his temples. Sooner or later, with Tala raving on inside him, he knew he was going to get a headache.
He looked up when he heard the crowd gasp.
He sighed, looks like Max lost.
Max retrieved his blade, shaking Gary's hand and heading back to his team.
"Sorry guys. I guess you were right. I'm not 100 percentyet.." he muttered.
Tyson smiled.
"Don't worry bud. There's always next time." he said.
Hilary nodded.
"We haven't lost yet!"
Taiy got up from his seat on the bench, stretching.
"Well, wish me luck." he said, heading off to the dish.
"Let's do this guys."
"Yeah."
"We're going to kick Lee's ass into next----"
Lee smiled as Gary came back to the bench.
"Good job out there Gary. You saved our butts." he said.
Gary smiled.
"Thanks."
Mariah leaned over.
"Go and win us the tournament, Lee." she cheered, pushing the other forward.
"I'm going, I'm going." Lee said, chuckling.
The black haired boy made his way over to the dish in the center of the stadium.
He eyed Taiy, watching him as they neared.
Taiy's was going nearly at the dish when it happened.
It caused Lee to falter in his step.
He had changed.
Lee couldn't explain how, he could just feel it. Something was different about the other teen.
One second ago, you could tell each and every different feature that made Taiy, his ice blue eyes, dark triangles, and then in the next... in the next...
Lee frowned.
Something was wrong..
Terribly wrong.
Jazzman counted down as the two leaders got ready to launch their blades.
"3, 2, 1, let it rip!" the DJ exclaimed, starting the match.
"Go!" Lee cried, his dark blade flying into the dish.
"Undaunted!" Taiy shouted, pulling on his rip cord as hard has he could.
As their blades circled the dish, Lee glanced at his opponent.
Taiy looked up and glared at him.
"What the hell are you looking at?" he spat, his blade slamming into Lee's.
Lee was taken aback. Since when did Taiy act like this?
"What's happened, Taiy?" he said, his own blade countering Taiy's next attack.
Taiy raised an eyebrow.
"Nothing's wrong. I feel better than ever." he said, smirking.
Lee frowned, his gaze still locked onto Taiy's.
He let out a shout when his blade was forced back, nearly falling out of the dish.
"Where you looking, Lee? You should be paying attention." Taiy mocked.
Lee growled.
Something was wrong with Taiy, he knew it.
"You're acting strange, Taiy." Lee tried again.
Taiy's head shot up to look at the black haired teen, his face showing his disgust.
"I don't know what you're going on about, Lion. But I'll shut that stupid mouth of yours. First," his eyes slitted. "I'll play with you for a while. Then, I'm going to humiliate you in front of this huge crowd. And finally, I'm going to crush your blade. Not just send it out of the dish. No.. I'm going to smash it into pieces!" he shouted, Draizor pummeling Galeon into the side of the dish.
Lee gritted his teeth.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" he cried. "Ray would never fight this way!"
Taiy raised his head to look Lee in the eye. His smirk grew wider.
"Who's Ray?"
Lee took a step back.
"W...what?" he stammered. "How can you forget Ray? He was your teammate, Kai!"
Taiy just frowned at him.
"I don't know what the hell you're going on about. But I'm getting sick and tired of this game. It's time to end this." Draizor glowed as his master's energy level raised. "Draizor! Elemental Elimination!"
The beast rose from the blade, spreading its magnificent wings. Fire, ice and lighting shot out of its mouth, slamming into Galeon and sending it flying out of the dish, where fell apart around its bit chip.
"And the match goes to the Bladebreakers!" Jazzman screamed, the audience going wild.
Taiy grinned, catching his blade in his palm before turning his back on Lee and heading back to his team.
Tyson stared at the dark haired blader as he passed him, reaching out and grabbing his arm before he got out of reach.
Turning Taiy to face him, Tyson growled.
"What the hell was that? Why did you do that?" he demanded.
Taiy just stared at him, his face revealing nothing.
"I won us the match, that's all that matters." he said in monotone.
Tyson glared at him.
"I've never seen any of you fight like that. Not Ray, Kai or even Tala." he hissed.
"'Ray, Tala and Kai'. Ray, Tala and Kai!" Taiy wrenched his arm from Tyson's grip. "Why do you stupid people keep on going on about them? Who the fuck are they anyways?"
His teammates stared at him.
Taiy snorted.
"Whatever, if you're just going to stand there all day then I'm going back to the hotel." with that he turned his back on them and walked off, not looking back.
The rest of the team stared after him.
Max looked around at his friends.
"What's going on?"
Back at the hotel, Taiy stomped into his room, growling.
What the hell were those people going on about? Kai, Tala and Ray.. who the hell were those people?
Sighing, the teen threw himself onto his bed, staring up at the ceiling...
"I really hope he's okay."
"Don't worry. Max is strong. It'll take more than this to keep him down."
"(sniff) Oh Kai, that was so sweet."
Taiy sat up, clutching his head. What was this? Who's voices were these?
"I know. Why did he do that?"
"Cause he's an idiot."
"Because he was making sure he understood us."
"Believe what you want to believe, Ray."
Taiy groaned, his head was pounding. What was happening to him?
Tears clouded Taiy's vision as he doubled over, hands fisting in black hair. The three same voices echoed in his head. Scraps of memories that seemed so long ago.
"I have a bad feeling."
"You always have a bad feeling."
"Yeah, but this one is really bad."
"It's okay. We're world champions. We've beat the White Tigers before, we can do it again. What could possibly go wrong?"
"Everything."
Taiy cried out the pain overwhelming him. He slumped forward,falling to the floor, his world going black...
The voices echoing in his mind...
'...What could go wrong...?"
'...Everything...'
...Everything...
...Everything...
...Everything...
Taiy's ice blue eyes snapped opened, his breathing irregular. He hissed as his head started to throb.
"...Kai? ...Tala?"
"Yes Ray?"
"Ugh.. Does anyone else here feel sick?"
"What.. what's going on? I can't remember a thing.."
"I remember up to going up to the dish.. Then everything else is a blur, as if I'm missing some of the memories."
"Same here."
Taiy pushed himself into a sitting position.
All three of them were thinking the same thing..
What the hell happened to them?
Taiy-Chan: There, finished. I hope you liked. Looong.. again. But that's good for you, eh?
Okay, has any here every heard of the site called: Crush on You?
Cause I got this reallly freaky e-mail from it... Ugh..
Anyways, review please! And I'll update faster!
Oh, and BTW, I'm going to update Because of You along with this story next, ok?
Ok. C ya later!