Title: Meet your future selves!
Author: Sira Selene Black
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own Beyblade. If I did, Voltaire and Boris would long ago have been pelted with tomatoes and pranks.
Summery: After an urgent call by Mr. D, the Bladebreakers are brought to NYC, confused. And wait…rewind, what dos Mr. D mean with 'you future selves'?
Pairing: You don't really think I'm going to tell you, are you?
WARNING! THIS CONTAINS MENTIONS OF …YOU KNOW WHAT CONTINIUESLY! IF YOU HAVE NO IDEA OF WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT, PLEASE LEAVE!
Key:
"I love Sal!" –Talking
'I love Sal!' –Thoughts
I love Sal! –Flashbacks and emphasis
Authors note: Hey! Well, this is my first Beyblade fic, so please be nice. And on the side note; this takes place before the second world championships', as I only watched the first Series. Could someone please PM me with what happened in V-force in a short version? Like who won in the matches, what happened, etc? I never had time to watch V-force or G-Rev, as it was always on TV before I came home from school. So, please tell me? The things in here are just scraps of what I've managed to gather on the internet. On the side note; this won't have Daichi in it, as I personally don't like him very much. …And this fic doesn't have a plot; just random freakiness. Bryan/Ray make-out scenes on the sofa, anyone? -grins-
Chapter 1
Hilary nervously chewed her lower lip, anxiously awaiting the arrival of Mr. Dickenson. He had called two days ago, claiming something of great importance had come up.
Flashback
Ring. Ring. Ring.
Hilary groaned loudly at the unwelcome noise. Really, who would call at the dead of the night?
Rolling to the other side of her bed, she groggily raised the black receiver to her ear.
"Who's there?" She asked annoyed, not bothering to use the polite from of courtesy she usually used when taking on the phone.
It took a second for Hilary to recognize the voice on the other side of the phone, her mind still half asleep. "…you can see, we really need the Bladebreakers her now. If you'll inform the boys, I'll arrange a flight in two days time the New York, as that is the destination point of your selves." With that, he hung up.
The ruby-eyed brunette blinked, having not understood half of it. 'Huh?' She thought through her hazy awareness 'Something along the lines of future, Blitzkrieg boys, three years, and flight.' She blinked. She yawned. Her last thought was 'I'll tell the boys in the morning'. With that, she fell asleep, totally forgetting what Mr. D had said, only to remember two days later.
End Flashback
Hilary sighed angrily at her stupidity. She had forgotten about telling the boys, and as result had been forced to rudely awake them in the middle of the night. Really, if she hadn't awoken Kai first, which only involved knocking on the door; they would have missed their flight and still have been in Japan, trying to awake Tyson.
She wrinkled her nose. Did Kai really have to resort to dropping a bucket full of ice-water on the annoying bluenette? 'Well, it's not as if he didn't deserve it.' She thought randomly.
Finally, the ebony doors opened to reveal Mr. Dickenson, who looked rather out-of-place in the orderly office with his raged appearance. What had happened to get this elder man in such a state of disorder?
Mr. Dickenson sat tiredly behind his desk, rubbing his aged temples, as if trying to sooth an aching headache. He sighed loudly.
"I expect Hilary has informed you boys of our current dilemma?" He asked quietly.
Hilary blushed a rather dark shade of red formerly found on overly ripe tomatoes. "I was half asleep when you called, Sir." She mumbled, finding the endings of her white skirt suddenly very interesting. Really, if her class teacher could see her now; forgetting things of great importance over the thought of sleep! She shuddered; Mrs. Sharlotte would be very displeased.
Mr. Dickenson gave a weary sigh. "Well, I guess I will have to explain this to you myself." He sighed again.
"What is it, Mr. D?" Tyson and Max chorused simultaneously. Kai glared at them.
Mr. Dickenson ignored their interruption, and sighed again, continuing his explanation. "Well, I'll keep this short and snappy; your older selves and the Demolition boys, now known as the Blitzkrieg boys, have recently appeared, claiming to be from the future. They requested you and the Demolition boys to live with them, as they wanted to train you themselves."
A shocked silence reigned.
The only thing Hilary could think was 'what the Fuck?'
…just not with such a vocabulary.
Later
Hilary gapped amazed at the huge mansion that had to be at least 5 stories tall. After the ensuing chaos that had happened after Mr. D's announcement, here they were, eagerly awaiting the arrival of their 3 year older selves.
Kai stood there, leaning against the black limousine, appraising the ebony mansion in front of him. 'He actually looks like he had emotions for once…' Hilary thought as she noticed a slight flicker in his amethyst eyes.
She shook her head; Kai and emotions shouldn't be in the same sentence. It just was…wrong.
Turning her attention to Tyson, who was gapping open-mouthed at his future home, she sighed. Really, he was the exact opposite of Kai. Tyson was loud, annoying, food-addict and loyal to his team. Kai, on the other hand, was quiet, impassive, and (from what Ray told her) not exactly immensely loyal. Max had the same expression as Tyson, one of open-mouthed awe. Ray was in front of Hilary, leaving her to guess what the neko-jin was thinking.
Suddenly, a voice was heard from one of the speakers meant to talk to visitors next to the door. It was cool, feminine, and sounding rather annoyed. Wait… that was her voice. Although it was cooler, certainly capable of possessing an icy edge, it was unmistakable her voice.
BOOM! BASH! CRASH! MEOW!
Hilary blinked. What was that? Her older self answered to the unspoken question. "Kai, stop that! Bryan, are you trying to strangle Ray with a pillow! Hey! Keep it decent here! Don't you guys need any air? Tala, LEAVE IAN ALONE!"
More crashes.
The younger Bladebreakers blinked.
What the hell were their older selves doing?
The voice sighed. "The door's unlocked. Come on in!"
Tyson frowned, and grasped the silver handle, pulling the door open. Hilary lightly stood on her toes, peering over Kai's two-toned head. The entrance hall was big. And that was an understatement. It had a maroon rug embroidered with golden strands, giving the impression of a Phoenix. The walls were a soft peach, including golden chandeliers. The ceiling was gold, with an artistic Phoenix painted upon it. Wait…was that Dranzer?
It was, she noted, as she noticed the golden lines on its face. 'That clearly is Dranzer.' She thought amazed. As they moved into the Hall, towards the holly door at the right-hand side, the ruby-eyed girl could only assume the person who designed this had good taste. Scratch that, really good taste.
(A/N: The youngsters are now gonna be referred to by their Japanese names to prevent confusion. If you don't know them, they're at the bottom of the chapter.)
Rei pushed pass Takao, and opened this door after knocking.
This room appeared to be the living room/gym, based on the flat-screen plasma ambie light TV and the raised platforms scattered across the room. On one of the 8-foot-tall platform sat a two-toned, jeans-clad, ruffled haired, amused 17 year old Kai Hiwatari, scarf-and-all, who seemed to be dangling a DVD over the head of a 5'8 brunette.
Hiromi steeped back. Was that Kai? He looked…a lot cuter. And that figure below him…was that her? 'It definitely is.' She thought. Her older self was decked in a stomach free leather top and low-rise jeans. 'And without shoes,' She noted dryly.
Her older self pouted. "If your going to be that way, I'm sure you won't mind me accidentally showing the kids the Christmas party, now would you?" She smiled sweetly. "And of course, you won't mind me giving those pictures of you and Tala to the newspaper." She commented offhandedly, smirking.
The 17 year old gapped at her, an expression the younger Bladebreakers found immensely funny.
"You wouldn't dare." He hissed darkly.
Hilary smiled. "Well, I won't if you get down here and give me that DVD back…" She said, trailing off.
Kai sighed, jumped down, and gave her the DVD.
Hilary smiled sweetly, and walked away, whilst saying, "I hope you don't mind giving our younger selves a tour, as I need to see if the boys are decent. After all, it's your entire fault for allowing them the freedom of stinking up the living room." (A/N: If you don't understand this, please insert mind into the Gutter, and if you still don't understand, look at the warning!)
"I did not!"
"Did too!"
"Did not!"
"I refuse to sound like a 3 year old." Hilary said, and closed the door behind her.
Kai sighed. He turned his attention to the gaping Bladebreakers, and commented lightly to Max and Tyson, "You need to close your mouth, or you'll catch flies."
Not giving them a chance to react, he turned to the door Hilary had just gone through, and closed the door. When no-one followed, he pocked his messy head through the door.
"Are you coming or not?" He sounded annoyed.
A/N: Well, that's chapter 1. Hope you like it! And now to the Jap. Names;
Ray: Rei
Tyson: Takao
Hilary: Hiromi
Kenny: Kouji
Tala: Yuriy
Spencer: Sergei
Ian: Ivan
Bryan: Boris
And that's it. On the side note, this is the longest chapter I've ever written…-looks around shocked- I…can…write…something over 3 pages!
…Hope ya review!
Sira Selene Black
