Starwarrior: I'm back! and Kicking with some new action!

Dranzer: yes, but when are you going to work on Operated boy again hmm?

Starwarrior: erm... as soon as my annount goes back online! grins sheepily

Dranzer: rolls eyes I'll get you drigger! you hear me! I'll get you!

Starwarrior: sweat drops anyway! I don't own beyblade and never will! So I hope u guys enjoy this!

WwWwWwWwW Prolog! WwWwWwWwW

"Love is blind… friendship close its eyes…" There was a soft beeping spend that filled the quiet apartment. "Business… is always interfering with pleasure… it makes other pleasures possible." Standing before a sleepy red head, was a tired, stressed out pale hair young man. "If women didn't exist… all the money in the world would be mean less…" came a mutter from the red head.

A vein plus, which cause the young man's left eye to twitch. "WAKE UP THE HELL UP YOU LAZY- ACK!" The red head has shot up and bang heads with the pale hair one, who went crashing to the floor.

"Ow… my- huh? Eh Bryan, what are you doing here?" wonder the red head, who looked over his desk to see Bryan spawn out on the floor. Bryan rubbed his chin while glaring a life sentences towards the red head. He muttered curses under his breath as he slowly rose to his feet.

"What the big idea Tala? Setting the alarm clock at 7:30!" snarled Bryan. He waved around the battery power digital clock, which Tala had caught a glimpse at the time. His pale blue eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"Arg! No! I'm going to be late!" cried Tala. Bryan twitch as he stared at Tala, who wasn't listening to single word he said. The red head scramble to get his stuff gather.

Though Bryan had to admit, it was pretty amusing to see their so called mighty captain in his beyblade boxers while he rushed around in the office made bedroom. "Alright see you later Bryan!" Tala end up giving Bryan a quick perk on the cheek, which caused the pale teen to frown in disgust, but the look quickly melt away when the front door was slammed close. There lying on the bed, neatly fold was a pair of black and white stripe dress pants. "Arg! The idiot was in rush, he forgot to put his pants on!" Bryan groaned.

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Later on, in the Demolition boy's kitchen, where they were having their ceremony breakfast again. Bryan was at the strove frying up eggs, while Spencer sat at the table reading the news paper.

"I tell you! That dude is lonely!" spoke Ian, who took a bite out of his toast.

"Yeah? And what makes you say that?" wonder Bryan since he was the only one who was willing to amuse the youngest member in their team.

"Why? The man slept walk into my bedroom and started cresting me like a lover! He also began calling me his kitten!" Ian pouted.

"So what do you suggest? Tala has been through a lot?" Bryan muttered. He set the eggs onto a plate and turn sit at the table. Ian took the plate and began to serve himself.

"Blind date! So he can laid!" stated Ian. Spencer made a choking sound, which had caused the others to look at him.

"Erm… sorry…" Spencer muttered quietly. Bryan arches a brow before returning his attention back to Ian.

"I think he needs a vocation besides isn't he still getting over that Mystel guy?" Bryan wondered out loud.

"See! So he needs someone new, someone fresh! You know! Maybe we can hook him up with a chick if we sent him on a vocation?" Ian stated. He lifted his fork to his mouth and ate the piece of egg that was on it.

"Feh! The idiot is gay, he know who he feels about women, and besides! I think we should find someone who has at least same interest in things like Tala!"

"Beyblade!" came a hawk.

The two looked over at Spencer again, who was blushing slightly. He swallow the piece of food that caught in his throat and let out a healthily breath. "Beyblade…" He mumble. He handed Bryan the newspaper.

"A black tie Gala eh?" Bryan muttered as he began to read the article. Ian hang over his shoulder like a litttle monkey.

"Oi! Didn't we receive an invite to that?" wonder Ian. "We did, but the party is in London though…" Bryan reply. But the two paused for a moment before looking at Spencer, who was smiling sleepily.

"Erm…Some place new, someone fresh, with some old interested..." Spencer muttered quietly. Huge grins soon were pastured all over Ian and Bryan's face.

"Your right Spencer! Great idea!"

"Yeah! And at the same time, we can have some fun too!" Ian added. Spencer then suddenly paled at the idea.

"Now our new problem is, how do we convince the ice prince to go to London?" There was a moment silences before all three sighed heavily.

"That is a problem…" Ian muttered.

"Yeah… considering Tala loves his job more then life…" added Bryan. Spencer nodded in agreement, as the three sighed again.

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"So! With that being said! What do you think?" wonder Tala. He stood before the board members Silverage entrees, an industry company, that's been in business for many years. He was dressed in his most fancy looking business suit.

"Now Mr. Ivanov… not to crizes your ide-" the so called youngest out of the group was interrupted by Tala's supervisor.

"It's reduces! Ashmful! I don't even know why you waste your time on such a rediculious project Tala!" Tala frowned as he glared at his boss, who was bawl plummed looking man.

"What the hell are you saying? This is a brilliant idea!" growled tala as he slammed his hands to the table.

"Feh! I seen five year olds come up with better ideas." Muttered the man.

"Why I outta-"

"Now gentlemen please! Can we be settle this without threats this time?" wonder the CEO of the company. "Tala take a seat!" Tala glared at his boss before taking his rightful seat at the table. "Now Tala, your idea may seem appl-"

"It won't work! The Hiwatari's are stuborning fools!" growled Tala's boss. "You know how they are Mr. Vurbel!" Mr. Vurbel gave a heavy sighed as he rubbed his temple, but then a thought crossed his mind.

"Now Mr. Chekhov, is your son still eyeing up that young starlight?" wonder Vurbel. Chekhov arch a brow.

"Yes, but what does that have to do with anything?" this had arouse coursity amongst the members.

"Well, isn't your son has been bothering you why don't we let Tala get the young Starlight for you?"

"Me? Go retreat some girl?" Tala inquired.

"Well, you have been nagging about that partnership deal lately Mr. Ivanov." Tala arch a brow at this as Chekhov began to wonder. "If you can get Mr. Chekhov's son dream girl to fall in love with him. I might consider your deal? What do you say?" The tension was thick within the floor as the other members looked at Tala.

"What's the catch?" Tala wonder. Vurbel grinned at this. "I'm glad you asked, you only have two week to complete your mission which begins after the Beyblade Gala, that you'll be attending to." One of the members handed Tala a file with all the information. "If you fail, then you must never bring up the deal again, understood?"

"So, all I have to do is go London and get the girl?"

"Correct"

"I accept." Muttered began to fill the room.

"Good, oh! Before I forget, your plane leaves in 45 minutes." Grinned Vurbel. Tala's eyes widen as sweat appear around his face. He quickly gather up his things and wished everyone a good day before leaving.

"Mr. Vurbel? You aren't really going to give Tala that partnership deal are you?" wonder Chekhov.

"Why not? He would have convince someone to marry your son, as we all know your son isn't the most handsome one out of the bunch! Besides, since Tala has came, the stock market has rose and this company is finally making money." Smiled Chekhov. Vurbel narrowed his eyes as the board members talk must themselves. "Yeah right… I'll make sure the little bugger fails, even if coast of the love of my son…" growled Vurbel.

Starwarrior: Yeah... anyway I hope you guys like, I'm not sure if I can update since I'm using the school's computer! giggles nervousily

Dranzer: I know he's here! Looks around Where is he! foams at the mouth

Starwarrior: erm... Please read and review? .'