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 does Mr. D mean with 'you future selves'?
Pairing: Look at 'Must Read!'.
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:
-Is totally blown away-
-Faints-
Wow…so many reviews! That's the fastest I've ever got! –Grins widely- As you're all being so nice, I'm writing this earlier than I usually would. Lucky you!
(Must read!)
…But on a more serious note, this story will always change categories, so if one moment it's saved in Hilary/Bryan, the next Kai/Hilary, don't be surprised. And just because it's in that category doesn't mean those two will be together as in Boyfriend/Girlfriend.
And as I myself am not sure whose gonna be with who, I'll let you guys decide, 'kay? …but write down in a review if you mean the older or the younger! And Kai can only either be with Tala or Hilary. Ya see, me no likey TyKa or KaRe.
…But no matter what, even if it's just a one-night-stand, Bry and Ray WILL be together! Have to honor my membership to Butterfly Ishida's 'Moonlight and Sunshine' somehow, eh?
On a side note, I changed their age's…-looks around nervously- now the older ones are two years older than they were in G-Rev. Kai, Bryan, Spencer and Ray are 18. Tala, Ian and Max are 17, whilst Hilary and Tyson are 16. Kenny…well, he's in some College who-knows-where, after skipping a few grades…that sound right? Is that even possible?
Chapter 3
As the older Kai watched the scene unfold from behind the opened door, he sniggered. His Amethyst eyes flickered to the conveniently placed mirror on the ceiling; Kai mentally scolded the lavender-hair teen on the couch. That prank was just…old. Really, Bryan was more original than that! As he stepped out from behind the door, he sniggered again at the look on Rei's face.
The thirteen-year-old Rei turned around to face him, the milk still dripping from his dropping hair.
"Did you do this! ", He growled.
Kai arched an eyebrow.
"That?" He glared in disgust at the innocently lying bucket on the floor. "Nah, to amateur."
"However, a certain idiot on the sofa did." With that, he walked to the sofa, and promptly knocked it over backwards, heedless of shocked cry that resounded from the eighteen year old.
Bryan pried his face of the floor. "What the hell was that for?" He snarled at the bluenette.
Kai ignored his question, and bent down to his level. "How much did you drink?" He asked calmly.
Bryan just snarled viciously, stood up and left the room, muttering rather vicious sounding insults under his breath in which Hiromi could only guess to be Russian.
The two-toned eighteen-year old shook his messy head.
Kai turned to the still -slightly- in shock group and ordered them that under no circumstances were they to leave the room.
With that, he left.
Hiromi blinked.
These guys were seriously weird.
…And still Rei was covered in goats' milk, dripping wet, annoyed and quite freaked.
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The older Hilary glared at the neko-jin. This was his entire fault. If He hadn't given Ian the fireworks, he wouldn't have set them of in Talas' bedroom, Tala wouldn't have attempted to strangle him, meaning Tala wouldn't have knocked over Bryan's dessert, which led to Bryans'…anti-social behavior.
All in all, Ray really wished he had never even thought of letting those fireworks anywhere near Ian.
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Tala slo-o-owly let himself slide down the back of his door, his normally pale face rather flushed. Running from a drunk and pissed of lavender-haired Russian was hard. Even harder when Ray wasn't there to calm him down.
He winced as a bit of the leather of his jumpsuit made a rather loud squeak against the wood of his door.
The red-head shook his head, as if to clear his thoughts. Silently, he cursed Kai for giving him the contagious habit of drinking-or wait, he didn't. He cursed Kai for giving him the tendency to do something amazingly stupid when drunk. Actually, he cursed Voltaire. Yes, blame it on Voltaire for sticking the two in the same room when they were four. No, curse him for even siring Kais' mother.
Yeah, blame him for that.
With that thought in his –slightly- edited cyber brain, Tala Ivanov let himself drift into dreamland after collapsing on his bed.
But truthfully, if he'd ever come across Voltaire again, he knew he wouldn't curse him; nah, he give him a hug for even thinking about putting those two in that sorry excuse of a tin box when they were four.
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Ian knew he was in trouble. No, -scratch that-, he was in deep St.
How about we put it this way; Ray was angry at him for letting the fireworks of in Tala's room. Hilary was angry at him for the same thing. Actually, so were Tala, Bryan and Kai too.
The purple-haired seventeen-year-old sighed. He couldn't wreak havoc for the next two days as the kids were still new to the concept of their future, he couldn't get back to his apartment as Tala stole his keys, he couldn't go downstairs as the others would likely murder him on sight…but…He could go to the amusement hall…
His maroon eyes gleamed.
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In the kitchen, Hiromi was rather confused. Kai really had changed…she blushed. She was NOT going to think about…those changes. All in all, his fan base had probably expanded by…say, double?
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A/N: Yes…I kind of cheated by making the A/Ns so long….but I still managed a thousand, eh?
Anyway, are Ian's eyes maroon?
And before I forget, next chapter begins the 'fluff' …eh, I meant exceedingly long make-out scenes', so tell me who should be with who!
Sira
