Chapter Three-
Chapter Three- Always Wait One Hour to Battle After Breakfast
Tyson, Max and Ray were surprised to bump into Kai in the courtyard. The professional blader was leaning back against the wall of the south side.
The courtyard was elegantly made. It looked just like an ancient Japanese royal had ordered it to be made. There were two small ponds, connected by a tiny trickling waterfall where koi swam. The water was shaded by a sakura tree that was luckily just in bloom. The grass was soft, green, and springy, and where it wasn't grass it was finely placed stone, without a single one that budged. There were small stone benches that were tastily littered about. All in all, it was obvious that this person was rich.
Hitoshi was sitting on one of the benches, Mari at his side. Seeing the four, he stood up and waved before walking over, Mari jumping down after him.
"I guess Katsumi told you to come." he said with an amused smile.
The three nodded, and Tyson spoke for them, "She was saying something about the dishes? What's this all about?"
Ryuu arrived, arms crossed over his chest, "So the chick didn't tell you? Great, you're in for a fucking awesome show."
"That's what Katsumi said," Ray replied, "But I don't understand? Why do they need to go to the courtyard to decide who does dishes?"
The neko watched as Ryuu and Hitoshi who had arrived not to long after the rebel took their seats. But something in Hitoshi's arm caught his eye. It was what looked like a slender wooden staff, finely crafted from what he could tell, a bo staff if he remembered the name correctly.
"Where the hell are those stupid chits?" he droned, rolling her head back as Maggie slithered in his lap, seeking the body warmth of her human.
"Stupid chits my ass, Ryuu." four heads turned to take in a shock.
The change in the silent and cool red-head known as Sparkie was a surprise. The long, straight hair had been pulled into a high ponytail then tightly braided so that it only reached the middle of her shoulder blades; the charcoal black chin-length pieces of hair that were her bangs were left loose and flowing in the wind. Her style of dress had shifted from plain clothes that helped her not stand out, to a tight fighter's outfit in a jet black color. Ray noted that the quiet teenager had the same curvaceous figure her older sister had underneath those loose clothes. The fighter's outfit she was in now was skin tight, but not so tight so that it limited breathing or maneuverability. But the forming kept it so baggy clothes wouldn't slow reflexes and such. The outfit had no sleeves, but there were two black objects around each forearm, and black gloves, and a black belt tied around her waist. Talk about Goth without the makeup… Her eyes looked blank as Ray had seen them before; or maybe they were just disinterested?
Katsumi strolled out behind her sister in relatively the same outfit except hers was snowy white with the black belt around her waist and no gloves. Though she did have the black arm guards. Her hair was just in a loose ponytail.
The four Grevolutions watched as the sisters walked out, and turned so they were about ten feet from each other. Then eyes widened as Ryuu coolly stepped out and suddenly began to tie down Mai's left arm.
"Wait, what's going on?" Tyson finally stammered out in a slow tone as Hitoshi lifted the bo staff from before, and tossed it to Katsumi who caught it in one hand and began to twirl it expertly around her body. To Maiko, only an object that looked like a fan which she caught easily with one hand and spun it once in her hand.
"Is this an actual fight?" Ray blurted, "Why is Sparkie being tied down?"
Ryuu tilted his head backwards so he could speak over his shoulder, "Kat needs to have a handicap. Otherwise this fight would be over way too fast."
Eyebrows rose in surprise, but the action loving males couldn't help but lean forward. It wasn't a bey battle but it still looked interesting. Even Kai actually seemed to show interest, which surprised Ray the most.
As Ryuu returned to his seat, Hitoshi stood up with a grin.
"Alright. Usual rules apply." he explained to the two fighters, "Ready."
Katsumi fell back into a stance, her bo staff raised defensively.
"Set."
Sparkie shook back her bangs and letting her braid twist and hiss like a serpent. Her fan remained shut.
"Fight!"
For a few tense seconds, neither female moved. The only sounds heard were the growls of Kin and the whimpers of Konta. Then Katsumi stepped forward, expertly keeping her guard up with the wooden staff. Mai only began to hum. It was barely there, but Ray's neko ears were sharper than most, and the melody mystified him.
"Why aren't they moving?" Max wondered allowed. Hitoshi answered.
"Just like in a smart bey battle, you need to test out your enemy, wait for him to make the first move. The beginning is very slow, but watch until they get started" he explained.
During this, Katsumi took another step, now only five feet separating them. Sparkie still didn't react, the hum only increasing in speed. Ray still didn't recognize it.
"C'mon Sparks, aren't you gonna make the first move for once?" the older of the two taunted with a playful grin. Then she lunged.
Her footwork was perfect as she swung her staff to Mai's left side, using the time Mai used to simply block it with her shut fan to close in. Her staff flashed and aimed to knock her feet out, but her sibling simply jumped over it, flipping backwards onto her one free hand, her fan suddenly in her mouth. The look the two shared was pure fire. Both knew each others strengths and weaknesses.
The silent girl pushing up on her arm to bring her flying back onto her feet, but it was filled with grace, and barely made a sound. She had no time to show off even if she was the type of person to do so, as her sister was again there. Flashes of punches and kicks and swipes of the staff had the braided red head moving swiftly. Even without the help of her left arm, she didn't seem affected by the balance issue that would normally cause. Her eyes remained equally relaxed as her right hand moved at lightning speed to knock away the wooden clubbing aimed at her.
This went on for a while, a blur of black and white moving succinctly with each other. Then with a great feat of strength, Mai leaped backwards. Katsumi's eyes widened when all of a sudden, the fan flashed open.
Ray had to be impressed. The fan was of amazing quality, the base being black in color. But painted atop of the black was an elegant red dragon spitting kindling flames of orange and yellow, with long silver whiskers. Scattered about were painting of flowers with a golden center and rich lavender petals. It took him a moment before he realized this fan wasn't normal. For at the edges of the curves of the item it seemed silvery… almost metallic.
"Bringing out the big guns Sparks?" Ryuu called with a smirk, holding Maggie in his arms, who had practically made a knot with her body.
Katsumi muttered something that almost sounded like 'great.'
Now they noticed the elder sibling seemed more cautious, more calculating with her moves. Sparkie still didn't seem to go on the offensive, but stayed in the defensive, weaving and swerving expertly. Her bare feet seemed to be a dance, and the fan only accentuated it.
"Onee-chan." she suddenly said in her monotonous voice, "You lose."
The tables suddenly turned completely around. A blur of black and red the younger sibling moved, pressing the elder backwards at a rapid pace. Ray could hear that the hum, now even more difficult to make out, was getting faster and faster. The way she twirled and sliced with her fan seemed otherworldly. Three of the Grevolutions had loose jaws that dropped open in shock. Kai's eyes were just wide in surprise.
Katsumi's face was starting to show strain as she dodged each attack. It was now impossible to get in a strike of her own, since her sister was much more swift and deadly. Her eyes widened when suddenly her sister vanished. Then she felt cool metal against her throat.
"You lose… Onee-chan." Sparkie repeated, then with a snap her fan was shut, the ropes were cut, and she was walking away.
"And the winner again is Sparkie! Katsumi, you now have to cook AND do dishes!" Hitoshi said with a smile as he walked over to help the panting woman up, "You okay?"
"Yeah." she breathed, "I'm good. I'll just take a quick shower get some clean clothes on and I'll be down in the kitchen!"
She skipped away, leaving three slack jawed teenagers behind. Ryuu saw them, and laughed.
"Yeah, not what you'd expect from a prep and a weirdo, would you? But seriously, Sparkie's been in martial arts since she came to Japan when she was seven. Katsumi was… eightish? There's only about a year between them" the rebel said as he walked over, hands in his pockets. Maggie had moved to his throat again.
"That was awesome! Do they do this every night?" Tyson burst, his eyes bright.
Ryuu shrugged, "Yeah. It's Sparkie's training. They rest of us are normal and just blade. She doesn't unless we really need her."
"Wow. That was so cool." Max said with a grin, "They're really good!"
"Yes. Katsumi and Sparkie fight professional. Well, Sparkie does. It's basically only thing the crazy chick does." Ryuu said, "But seriously, let's stop talking about the crazy chicks and something worth it. Seriously. Like when we'll get to some beybattles. I'm itching to break out my baby again."
"Hey, I'm all for a beybattles!" Tyson said, and the other three Grevolutions rolled their eyes. Of course Tyson was eager for a battle.
Ryuu grinned devilishly, and reached into his pocket, stroking his violet blade, "You wanna see what I got? Me an' you."
Tyson pulled out his infamous Dragoon, "You're on."
The rebel grinned, and flipped back his dyed hair, "Good. Hitoshi, d'ya know where the hell the damn beystadiums are? This place is fucking confusing."
The snow haired teenager smiled, and wrapped an arm around his best friend's shoulders, "This way."
"Yeah!" Tyson crowed, "I'm already liking this team!"
"You usually like everyone we meet in the end." Max said, "But I agree. This team is pretty cool."
Ryuu grinned over his shoulder, "Of course you love us. No one doesn't. C'mon, you think I don't bring on the chicks?" He practically cackled, but that was cut short when something smacked into his head. He turned to look at a changed Mai with rage, "Why you brat!"
She looked up from her book with blank eyes, "I didn't do anything Ryuu-kun. But you shouldn't be a pervert. That can get you… hurt."
The blood drained from the rebels face as Konta yipped happily, and threw himself at Ryuu's face, and prompted cries from the poor boy.
"Sparkie! Cut it out!" he cried, once more trying to grab the scruff of the fox kit.
The quiet teenager did nothing, only straightened out her baggy t-shirt and her slacks before turning to go, her nose back in her book. Ryuu finally managed to grab the scruff of the little fox, and tossed her to Hitoshi, who easily caught her and took the licking with a grin. Tyson looked at them all oddly. Hitoshi finally set the kit down with Mari, and the two began to chase each other.
"Sorry. Sparkie is the only one who can scare poor old Ryuu here. But I believe we have a bey battle coming up?" he said with an even smile. That snapped the three out of it, and they were lead away.
Sparkie looked up from her book again. Her gloved hand tightened a moment before relaxing again.
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Tyson's, Max's, and Ray's jaws dropped at the expensive setting were the arena was. It was like the courtyard, but with areas to beyblade tastefully scattered about. They were different areas to train. Ryuu smirked as he pulled out his launcher, already attaching it to his beyblade. Tyson didn't see it, but Max, Ray, and Kai all noticed his launcher didn't look right. Kai could tell right away what it was about the launcher that was wonky, but Max and Ray could only tell there was something different, other than the fact it was very well made.
"So Tyson!" sneered Ryuu as he took his place on his side of the fighting area, "Don't hold back on me, lemme see Dragoon in all his glory, and I'll show you my pretty."
Tyson set his blade as well, "Yeah right. There's no way you can beat me, I'm world champion!"
Ryuu snickered, "Not all the best bladers are out there. Hell, I'm gonna kick your ass and I'm not even the best in this team."
"Just try it!" Tyson yelled.
'Oh boy, Tyson's getting like that again!' Max thought with a groan. 'That' being whenever Tyson got puffed up full of air and if there was any more in his thick skull, he would float away.
Ryuu snorted again, and just got ready to launch. Max stepped up to the plate on telling the countdown.
"Ready?" he asked both bladers, who nodded seriously, "Three! Two! One! Let it Riiiiiip!"
"Let it rip!" Tyson echoed at both bladers pulled their ripcords, the nooks in the thing pulling the blade into a rapid rotation, then setting it whirring into the bowl.
Both blades raced around the rim of the rink before Dragoon moved lower in the bowl. Ryuu linked his hands behind his head, before loosening them to let one arm down to allow Maggie to take her perch. He spread his legs a little, and bent his knees with his mischievous grin. Maggie hissed.
"Dragoon! Take him out!" cried the blue haired teenager.
First contact finally occurred, in the bottom of the bowl, both blades trying to shred to other. But for some reason, Dragoon wasn't as effective as he usually was it.
"What… What's going on? Why're you slowing down Dragoon!?" he cried in surprise and nervousness.
"Haven't you figured it out?" Ryuu's voice had turned into a loud hiss, "My beyblade isn't normal. She rotates counterclockwise, as opposing to clockwise like normal blades do. I have the advantage."
Tyson's eyes widened when he remembered how Max had beat Kai in a single match by using that strategy, landing Draciel on Dranzer and making him spin the opposite direction.
"Wow, I thought that world champs would put up a better fight!" sneered the rebel, "I'm already bored! Let's get this over with. Serponi!"
All of the bladers there recognized the bright light as the bit piece suddenly flashed with light. There was a moments paused before an enormous serpent emerged from the depths, letting out a hiss that sounded like fingernails on chalkboard it was so loud. The amethyst serpent then screamed, and unfurled from her coil. Maggie seemed to imitate the bit beast, Max noticed.
"Serponi, Razor Poison Fang!" Ryuu commanded, and the bit beast snarl as both bit beast and blade came down on Dragoon. Tyson watched in horror as the hit nearly knocked him out of the bowl. Thankfully he survived, but was wobbling.
"Time to bring out the big guns." Tyson murmured, then hollered, "DRAGOON!"
The same light appeared now from Tyson's blade, and a part scream, part roar echoed through the air. The blue dragon bit beast glided from the blade, and let out another magnificent roar, equal to Serponi's. Now the two blades clashed again, and once more the fight was even.
Ryuu's eyes narrowed dangerously, the dark depths then glinting. Straightening his head up his arm with Maggie entwined around it rose.
"Serponi! Strangulation!" called Ryuu powerfully, and suddenly the Bladebreakers saw a serious blader past the sarcastic joker.
The bit best hissed again, and the blade seemed to start rotating around Tyson's Dragoon.
"Dragoon! You can get him! Attack!" he yelled.
"It's too late Tyson!" Ryuu replied, "Come now Serponi!"
The blade increased more and more in rapidness as a small whirlwind began to appear. It reminded them of Dragoon's old whirlwind attack, bit this was tinged with hints of poison, and it was counterclockwise.
"Dragoon! Get out of there!" Tyson cried, but it was too late. The serpent had twined her body slight around the dragon, her fangs in his 'body'. And slowly Dragoon's blade slowed again at the wind interfered with his rotation.
"C'mon Dragoon! You can do it!" Tyson called desperately, but the dragon couldn't break the grasp. Every movement only tightened the coils.
Ryuu's eyes were bright, "Serponi! Finish him off."
The whirlwind increased as the serpent scream, the blade ramming into Tyson's, and sending it flying out of the rink. Tyson stood there in shock, while Ryuu smirked. Serponi spun in the center for a moment before shooting into his hand.
"Gotta say Tyson, you're not a bad opponent." the rebel said, and walked over to the shocked Tyson, and held out a hand, "Good game, ne?"
Tyson blinked a few times before he grinned, and took the rebel's hand.
"That was amazing! You're blade it really well built!" he said cheerfully.
"Sparkie's been making adjustments the whole time I've had her. She only gets better!" the rebel replied, and then hopped off the platform, "I dunno about you guys, but I'm starving again already! I'm gonna go pester the girls for food!"
Tyson grinned, "I always like the sound of that?"
Max and Ray joined with them, "Wow, that's a wicked cool bit beast Ryuu, where'd you get her?"
Ryuu held out his blade for the boys to hold, look, and drool over.
"My old man gave her to me when I started getting into beyblading. He never told me where he got it. But still, it wasn't until me and Hitoshi met Sparks and Kat before Serponi actually appeared. Then Maggie fell into my lap after that. You'll notice ,but not only are our beyblades linked to us, but they're linked to our pets. Kin, Konta, Mari, and Maggie are all the closest things to us." he explained. Hitoshi smirked at him.
"Why Ryuu, you're acting all cute and fuzzy again! Have you found new best friends?" he teased.
"Shut the fuck up, Hitoshi. I'm not a bastard all the time. Besides, I'm happy. I just had a bitching battle! Now I'm bloody hungry!" he growled in return, and sped up until he was in the hallway. All three looked to the snow haired teenager, who shrugged.
"He's like that." was his explanation before leading them to the kitchen.
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More like into the Twilight Zone. The scents of delicious food made saliva flood the mouth of the ever hungry Tyson, and everyone rushed eagerly into the kitchen. Scattered everywhere was food, and on all three burners was a pot bubbling. But the oddest sight was Katsumi.
Her rich red hair had been pulled into a thick bun so no hair got into the food, letting only a few long strands loose. She was in tights jeans and a shapely tank top, but over that was a white apron tied around her neck and waist. Two white earphones were lodged in her ears, and they could hear her singing.
"Fer sure maybe fer sure not
Fer sure eh fer sure bomb
Pulled up at a stop light did drugs on the dashboard
Look at the mess we made tonight
Kick off your stilettos
Kick off your stilettos
And fuck me in the backseat
Fuck me in the backseat
You're always falling in disguise
And always quick to compromise
Kick off your stilettos oh yeah
Kick off your stilettos
And fuck me in the backseat fa-fa-fa
Fuck me in the backseat
Fer sure maybe fer sure not
Fer sure eh fer sure bomb
This is the end of what we planned of what we planned
And now.
We're not falling in love
We're just falling apart so girl let's dance the night away
This is how the beat drops
This is how the beat drops Just let your body go
This is how the beat drops
This is how the beat drops I wanna see your panties drop girl now
All this time is wasted pretending we're in love
But that's alright cause you know
I love being with you and seeing you cry
So don't let go-o-o
Well don't let go, no-o
Don't let go
Fer sure maybe fer sure not
Fer sure eh fer sure bomb
Pulled up at a stop light did drugs on the dashboard
Look at the mess we made tonight
Kick off your stilettos
Kick off your stilettos
And fuck me in the backseat
Fuck me in the backseat
You're always falling in disguise
And always quick to compromise
Kick off your stilettos oh yeah
Kick off your stilettos
And fuck me in the backseat
Fuck me in the backseat
Fer sure maybe fer sure not
Fer sure eh fer sure bomb
This is the end of what we planned, of what we planned, tonight
And now.
We're not falling in love
We're just falling apart, so girl let's dance the night away
This is how the beat drops
This is how the beat drops. Just let your body go
This is how the beat drops
This is how the beat drops. I wanna see your panties drop girl now.
All this time is wasted pretending we're in love
But that's alright cause you know
I love being with you and seeing you cry
So don't let go-o-o
Well don't let go, no-o
Don't let go
No jkjkjk lololol
I heart your fucking makeup
Oh my god I love your hair
Is that a new tattoo?
Did that piercing fucking hurt?
No jkjkjk lololol
We're not falling in love
We're just falling apart, so girl let's dance the night away
This is how the beat drops
This is how the beat drops. Just let your body go!
This is how the beat drops
This is how the beat drops. I wanna see your panties drop girl now!
All this time is wasted pretending we're in love
But that's alright cause you know
I love being with you and seeing you cry
So don't let go-o-o. All this time is wasted,
Well don't let go, no-o. Pretending we're in love
But that's alright cause you know
I love being with you and seeing you cry
But that's alright
You got fucking jizz on my back
Where'd you throw my panties?
I threw them out the window bitch
Shut the fuck up!" the whole time, Katsumi was skipping from pot to pot, tasting here and adding spices there. She didn't notice them at all as she swiveled her hips to the beat. It wasn't until she turned to the counters that she saw the five guys staring at her. She did the girliest thing she could do.
She screamed.
"Holy fuck!" she screamed, and everyone had to laugh as she jumped nearly three feet in the air, no joke. Covering her mouth with one hand, she held her chest with the other, breathing heavily.
"Shocked to see us Kat?" Ryuu laughed, pointing a finger at the redhead, who only scowled, and raised a rather large chopping knife.
"Okay, what do you bastards want after scaring the shit out of me?" she growled, straightening out to return to her previous action, which was going over to chop vegetables. Her movements were quick but fluid as she sliced a carrot into even chunks. Ryuu grinned evilly, and moved so he could wrap his arms around her and rest his chin on her shoulder.
"C'mon Katsumi!" he whined, "I just beat the world champion Tyson! Can't I get a nibble?"
The guys watched in shock as he actually bit her earlobe. Katsumi's eyebrow twitched as she reached out to where the steak knifes were held. In one swift motion she grabbed his hand, slammed it on the wooden cutting board, raised her opposite hand and slammed it down. The rebel flinched, expecting a knife. Instead it was one of those giant two pronged forks that one used for cutting large pieces of meat. She dusted off her hands and resumed cutting as Ryuu now tried to tug his finger out from under the fork, but it was stuck.
"Um, Kat?" he said nervously, "Get me out. C'mon Kat this isn't funny!" the redhead just kept cooking.
Ray smiled as he walked forward, "You seem really good at cooking. Hitoshi told us you'd been cooking for a long time."
Katsumi smiled at him in return as she continued to cut, "Yeah. I often help Mama cook until I moved out at fifteen with Sparks. Then I had to cook for her. Warning, she can burn water!"
"Why'd you move out at fifteen?" Max asked.
"Personal reasons. I felt like we needed more breathing room than Mama and Papa gave us." she replied, and Max noticed her cutting became a lot more jerky. She finished cutting the rest of her vegetables and tipped them into a pot. Wiping her hands on her apron, she turned to them again, "Dinner should be done in about an hour. Please entertain yourselves until then."
Tyson leaned over to Ray, "She almost sounds like Hilary, except cooler."
Ray chuckled, "You really hate Hilary don't you?"
"Duh!"
"Hey! At least Hilary's cute!" Max piped in. Tyson looked at him oddly.
"You say that about every girl. Not that I think that Hilary's fully a human girl." he shivered, "She's a freaky monster."
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It was an hour and a half before Katsumi deemed dinner ready. Then she sent Maiko out to get one half of the boys, while she got the other. She poked her head into the courtyard to see Tyson launching and relaunching Dragoon.
"Tyson!" she called friendlily.
The blader caught his blade, and turned to face her eagerly, "Is dinner done?!"
She chuckled, "Yeah, it's in the dining room. C'mon!"
Like a starved puppy Tyson followed her into the dining room, where she'd set the table for nine. On the table there were dishes of many varieties of food, and each bowl already had a heaping serving of white rice. Ray, Kai, Maiko, Max, Ryuu, and Hitoshi were already seated, chopsticks in hand. Tyson eagerly jumped into his seat, grabbing his own pairs of chopsticks. Katsumi smiled.
"Enjoy! I tried to make something to suit everyone's tastes, and hopefully you can tell me what you like so I can do better. Right now were have grilled chicken with a lemon sauce, beef strips with vegetables, pork stir fry with the traditional Chinese sauce and teriyaki sauce mixed together, vegetable friend rice, pork friend rice, fish filet… um… I think I got everything…" she put a finger to her lip as she looked at every tray of glistening food that screamed to be eaten, "Oh! Drinks! I have plain water, then some sparkling lemonade, and soda for you people who just want to pig out."
"Coke!" that with Tyson.
"Some lemonade sounds good." Ray.
"Me too!" Max.
"Water's fine." Hitoshi.
"I want a beer… but get me a diet." Ryuu
After smacking Ryuu upside the head, she turned to Kai, "Kai? Any requests?"
The Russian looked up at her, and shook his head.
"Sparks?"
Another headshake, this time from the Japanese-American.
"O-kay!" she said awkwardly, and then brightened, "Well, dig in! I'll get your drinks!"
Tyson was obviously the first one to start, and the last one to finish, taking a good chunk from every dish. After chugging his first cup of soda, Katsumi glared at his and he laughed meekly before going to get a refill. Katsumi rolled her eyes, and returned to her food, the friend rice and fish with a bit of chicken.
"This is really good Katsumi!" Max said between bites of beef and vegetables and his rice.
Katsumi giggled, "Thanks Maxie! A chef loves to know her food is appreciated!"
"This fish is amazing!" Ray commented, taking a larger portion of the fish filet.
"I figured that a neko would like fish." replied the chef, popping a piece of baby corn into her mouth. Tyson returned now, and settled heavily to begin eating again.
"Thish ish amazing!" he said, muffled due to the enormous amount of food he'd crammed into his maw.
"Glad… you enjoy it…" she grimaced at the mouthful of food.
The dinner continued on as the two teams learned about each other. Well, more like Max, Ray, and Tyson got to know Katsumi, Hitoshi, and Ryuu. Maiko and Kai just ate silently and solemnly. Then the door slammed open.
"So sorry I'm late!" a short, brown haired kid with large glasses perched on top of his head with a laptop was panting in the doorway.
"Chief!" Tyson called, his timing lucky since he'd just swallowed, "Where've you been?"
"Tokyo's traffic is horrible! I spent more time in the car than in the stores!"
"So this is the Chief?" Ryuu raised one eyebrow, "Nice."
Katsumi threw a carrot at him which he caught in his mouth, "Ryuu, be nice."
"Hello Chief, or Kenny. I'm Hitoshi. I'm one of the members of the Flameblades, the teams that's training with you. This is out leader Ryuu, then Katsumi, and Sparkie."
"Hi!" Kenny said cheerfully, giving a small wave, "Don't mean to be rude, but is there anyway I could eat? I'm starving!"
"There's plenty Chief!" Ray said, and pointed to the chair, "Go ahead and sit!"
Now conversation got a little repetitive as everyone caught Kenny up to speed so he wasn't left behind in the dust. Then after a long time of talking they got to newer conversations again.
By the time they'd finished, the time had snuck later into the night, and the warm full bellies brought on yawns. Hitoshi noticed this, and finally stood, holding his full stomach.
"I think it's getting a bit too late, we should probably go to bed." he said.
Tyson held his own stomach, which had distended over his jeans, "Yeah. That was good…"
"How would you know Tyson, you inhaled all of your food!" Ray teased, and Tyson grinned.
"That just proves it was good!" retorted the Japanese.
"Okay, enough." Katsumi said with a laugh, "Sparkie, let's go to…" she turned to where he sister had been seated next to her, but it was empty, "Never mind…"
Brushing aside the weird girl's disappearance, everyone, holding very full stomachs, rolled up the stairs to their beds, their thoughts on training tomorrow. Well, not Katsumi. She was just staring at the three sink loads of dishes she had to do.
"DAMN IT!"
A/N: Egad! Well, this is chapter three of PWF, and I guess I'm proud now! Although I have to say, I love how it's coming around so far! And as a note I've officially come to a few episodes before the end of the show! The question now is whether or not I should bring in Daichi and Hilary. Well, I already have a hilarious scene between Hilary and Katsumi, so her arrival is already planned. Although I'm in love with Daichi, I think he's hilarious. A bit annoying, but who isn't annoying when they want to be?
A/N Before I posted: Oh. My. God. I am so sorry readers who have been waiting for the next chapter! But I've had nasty writer's block, and I just got home from London with my sister, and I had been planning for that. Of course, that's no excuse considering I'm currently trying to get the last few paragraphs of chapter seven... after a month of trying. But I promise that I will try my best to return to writing!
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