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Of the Eternal and The Undying
By British-Persian Pride
Chapter Two
"Gees, the week went by so quick," Max stated, enjoying a nice cold lemonade after a hard day of training.
"Yeah, I can't believe the tournament is so near. Kai said we could have the half of the day off tomorrow if he thinks we're good enough, which I know we are," Rei added confidently.
"And the day after that we're off to flatten the competition at this little tournament!" Tyson exclaimed, pumping a fist into the air, nearly spilling his lemonade. After a moment or two, he asked, "Have any of you guys actually seen either Kai or Dimitri practicing at all?"
There was a long minute of silence, in which each BladeBreaker in the room tried to remember any time during the week that they had seen their captain and his friend practicing. They were the second pair after all, and the rest of the team had no idea how good they were together; and therefore they had no basis for judgment or trust in how good they would be able to perform during the tournament.
"I've seen them go into a back room of the gym after giving me instructions on keeping track of your progress," Kenny said finally. His friends looked toward him eagerly. Since he wasn't actually blading and really good with computers and such, Kai figured he could trust the Chief to document and calculate all of the team's progress and statistical information. "Maybe they are training with a special method or something," Kenny finished. The rest of the team nodded quietly, considering the possibilities.
The six bladers stepped out of their small bus to the hotel where all of the competitors were staying. According to the information sent to them, the place where they would compete was a small stadium that was the building right next to the hotel.
They weren't in their suite more than a few minutes before someone came knocking. Max went over and opened the door. "Hi! Can we help you?" Max greeted the visitor happily.
The visitor, however, did not happen to share Max's enthusiasm. He was an older teen, probably the same age as Kai and Dimitri. He was dressed very simply in a pair of blue jeans and a black T-shirt. His hair was black, and he had striking blue eyes. But it wasn't his eyes that stood out to the Bladebreakers, it was the long, red triangles on his forearms; the base of which started at the bottom of his elbow, running down his forearm so that the tip of the triangle hit bottom of his wrist. "Yeah, hi. They sent me to tell some of the other teams to sign in downstairs in the convention room. Which team are you guys?" The teen leaned sideways slightly to try and get a better look at the others. "Are you the captain?" he asked Max, uncertainly.
"We're the Bladebreakers! And no, I'm not the captain," Max laughed as he moved aside and gestured towards Kai. "He's our captain."
Looking at Kai, the visitor seemed slightly surprised at first, but quickly recovered. He smiled and spoke jovially, as if seeing an old friend for the first time in many years. "Kai Hiwatari!" he exclaimed, walking forward into the room.
"You haven't changed much, Brandon." Kai returned Brandon's smile with a mini-smile like expression.
"Neither have you. Captain! It figures, though. You are a great leader. Who's your fifth?"
Kai nodded in Dimitri's direction. "By chance, as it seems."
"O, hey! Didn't see you back there Dimitri."
"It has been quite a while. What team are you on now? I heard something about you joining Black Light," Dimitri asked as he walked up next to Kai and Brandon. Had Kai not been there, Dimitri height might have made Brandon seem more dwarfed as Dimitri was a little more than six feet tall and Brandon much closer to five foot three. Kai being right in-between the two heights helped bridge the gap.
"I've been with Black Light a little over two years now; they're a pretty good team." Brandon shook his head, perplexed. "There's one thing that I'm finding really weird about this tournament… I've seen a number of the teams here, and every single team I've seen has had at least one immortal on their team." The three teens exchanged thoughtful looks, leaving the rest of the Bladebreakers utterly confused.
The Bladebreakers looked around at all the bladers in the convention room. While Tyson, Rei, and Max were looking for their friends – the White Tigers, the All Stars, and the Majestics – Kai and Dimitri were looking at the faces, arms, and hands of all the bladers in the room. Dimitri muttered something in Russian as Tyson yelled out, "Hey! Over here guys!" to the All Stars.
"Hey, how are you guys?" Michael asked as he and his team reached the Bladebreakers.
"Great! How's my mom?" Max asked happily.
"She's doing good. She couldn't come here with us; she had some work she had to take of."
Kai and Dimitri, still looking around the room, had not yet acknowledged the All Stars presence. Emily scowled at the two of them. "Don't tell me he actually has friends!" jerking her head pointedly at Dimitri. As Emily said this, not that he was actually listening to her, Dimitri went off to talk to a girl a foot shorter than him with dirty-blonde hair and big brown eyes, wearing a light green tank top and camouflage cargo pants.
"Well, apparently. Who's your new friend?" Rei asked, talking about the girl standing behind Michael. She was around Tyson's height, with the lightest possible blonde hair and emerald green eyes. She wore a long sleeved white t-shirt, a short jean skirt, black tights, and purple Chuck-Jones shoes. The Bladebreakers became even more puzzled than they were with Brandon's tattoos and his apparent friendship with their captain, because this new girl had four purple triangles tattooed on her cheeks, exactly like Kai's with the single exception of color.
The blonde girl walked forward when she heard the question, assuming of course, that he was referring to her. "My name is Niya," she said, looking Rei straight in the eyes. "They needed a fifth blader and, well, viola! What's your name?"
"I'm Rei, that's Max, Tyson, Kenny, and --"
"Holy shit!" Niya cut Rei off, noticing Kai for the first time. "Hiwatari! What the hell are you doing here!"
Kai turned to face her, hearing his name. He saw Niya and a gave an exasperated sigh. "I'm the captain of this team, for your information. What, may I ask, are you doing here, Talon? Not trying to ruin you're reputation even more, are you?"
"Che. Captain. Figures. Anyway, I guess I'll have a chance in meeting you in the dish, seeing as you are probably the single for your team."
"Nope," Kai shook his head, smirking. "Kenny isn't blading."
She looked over at Kenny and the rest of the Bladebreakers. "Then who's your fifth?" Kai's smirk grew as he looked over his shoulder towards Dimitri and the girl he was talking to. "Tatyana?" Kai shook his head. "Not Morozov!" Kai laughed at her expression: mouth hanging, eyes wide, eyebrows raised, as if Kai had said that he had seen a flying cow. She turned back to the rest of the Bladebreakers, she was now mostly recovered and smiling venerately, "You guys must have gotten the golden ticket. I mean," she looked at Kai and Dimitri, "having a pair like that on your team… Hiwatari and Morozov…" Niya gave a small nod and short laugh, then, looking straight at Kai, continued, "I'd bet my life that even if your team doesn't win the whole tournament, you definitely hold the cards for the pairs – no problem whatsoever."
A./N. –
Well? How is it so far?
So you know, "this" is talking in English(or Japanese if you prefer) "—this—" is talking in Russian.
Just one question though: Tala or Yuriy? Which do you prefer?
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