Hi! So sorry I haven't been updating as usual. But I had suddenly realized that Chapter 4 was actually supposed to come in later but I didn't want to delete that chapter and write another one so I was trying to do something to fix the damage done in chapter 5. I'm so sorry for that! :(

Anyways, enjoy! :)

*Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade.

Change of Plans

After a while, the whole incident with Adam blew off and Kai was really back to his usual sarcastic old self. Tala on the other hand was not feeling as well. Every time he opened his mouth to complain about how tedious something might be or how he really didn't want to steal from Mr Dickinson, who had been really kind to the Blitzkrieg Boys, visions of Adam swam before him like a fast flowing river.

It was third day of their stay in Japan yet they still hadn't done any planning. Every time they got together to decide on what to do, it usually ended with multiple scraps of note-book paper being violently thrown into the waste-paper basket. For once, the dynamic Blitzkrieg Boys were out of ideas on how to steal something. Or maybe it should be 'For once, the dynamic Blitzkrieg Boys were out of desire to steal something'. That seemed much more accurate.

"This is nuts," Spencer muttered. "I've never felt this bored in my life."

"You said it," Bryan agreed. "And this boringness is annoying me."

"Well, you're annoying me," Kai said.

"Well look who's in a cheery mood," Bryan teased.

Kai feigned utter surprise. "My my, Bryan," he mocked, "I didn't know you even knew the meaning of sarcastic yet alone use it."

Bryan smirk quickly turned into a scowl before he continued his staring contest with the hotel wall. It seemed the wall was winning but Bryan apparently thought that if he put a lot of hate and anger in his stare (which would then make it a glare) then the wall would yield to his 'almighty' glare and disintegrate before him.

Another three days flew past in the same manner with lots of bickering and tiny squabbles and threats. Tala had half a mind to call Adam and tell him to give them another mission instead of this one but someone else had already beaten the red-haired blader to the phone. It was the sixth day and Kai couldn't take it anymore and rang up Adam. Adam might not listen to Tala, but since they were old friends, Kai figured he had a better chance of changing Adam's mind.

"Adam?"

"Yo, Kai, wait's up?"

"Nothing. It's just that I was wondering if we could have a different assignment."

"What? Did I just hear correctly? The Kai Hiwatari wants a change of assignments? What's wrong? Don't tell me you're a chicken like your blade."

"I am NOT a chicken and Dranzer certainly isn't either," Kai said through gritted teeth. "It's just that it doesn't feel right stealing from someone who had done so much for us."

There was a silence on the other end before Adam finally spoke. "Alright then, if you feel so strongly about it. There's one job you can do. It's in England. In a place called Birmingham. There's a shopping mall there called the Bullring and a Goldsmiths shop there. You know the jewellery shop? Well, anyways, rumours are that there'll be a new shipment of a set of exclusive, one-of-a-kind rings. There's this business man who wants the set for his wife."

"So, we're going to steal it?"

"Bingo. I think that if you leave now and book the next flight to London, the set will arrive a day after you land in Birmingham. There's no direct route from Tokyo to Birmingham so you'll have to take a plane from Haneda Airport to Charles De Gaulle Airport in Paris and then take another flight to Birmingham Airport. Anyways, there's your new assignment. And I'm not changing it. Good luck, old friend."

With that the heir to Whitley fortune hung up the phone. The next second, Kai found himself being surrounded by a red-headed captain, a violet-haired violent blader and a blond mammoth of a man. They bombarded him with so many questions that Kai though an actual bomb had exploded into a tidal wave of questions that threatened to drown him and let him die a very slow and painful death.

"SHUT UP!" Kai shouted, quieting the others down. He took a deep breath and said, "Change of plans, we've got a new assignment. Steal a new, unique set of rings for some lovey-dovey business man for his wife at the Goldsmiths store at the Bullring in Birmingham, UK."

"Piece of cake," Bryan muttered minutes later, slinging a dark green rucksack that contained all the belongings he had brought with him to Japan. His teammates stood by him as they exited the room and checked out of the hotel they had been staying at.

To Kai's utmost horror and dismay, they found a yellow taxi waiting outside the hotel for them. The other three tried their best to drag Kai to the taxi. Kai could really 'put his foot down' when he wants to. After all, one of the people trying to drag him along to the taxi was Spencer who was about thrice Kai's size.

Once the still-struggling Russian had been forcefully seated, Tala instructed the driver to 'put the pedal to the metal' and drive before the thirteen-year-old could escape from the 'chains' binding him – which was actually a seatbelt – and sprint away out of sight in a matter of seconds.

Soon, the Blitzkrieg Boys found themselves on a plane ride to Paris. Tala was seated next to Kai. Bryan and Spencer sat at the back, each minding their own business. However, much to Kai's chagrin, it was the exact opposite for him and Tala. The red-haired captain could not stop talking. It got pretty annoying after the first three seconds.

When will this plane land? Kai groaned as his best friend kept yapping at him. Everything from Beyblade techniques to what they might eat for dinner that night. That captain of his sure could not keep his mouth shut. And, as you know, Kai is not a very people person. He certainly did not have the patience to deal with the 'Chit-Chatting Captain' – as he had so sarcastically nicknamed him – next to him.

"Ivanov," Kai growled. Normally, when hearing that tone of voice, Tala would immediately shut up. Even without using that menacing tone, Tala would still shut up whenever he heard Kai call him 'Ivanov'. Kai rarely called Tala by his surname and only did that when he was really annoyed with the red-haired. However, it seemed this time that the boy beside him had suddenly turned deaf.

Tala paid absolutely no heed to his friend's word despite the warning tone behind the word. Instead, he went completely against Kai's wishes and signed himself his death contract.

"Seriously," Bryan whispered to Spencer, "Does Tala have a death wish? If Kai gave me that death glare, I would be running for my life." Although it didn't look like it, Bryan was indeed very scared of Kai, and he had a reason to.

Spencer put down the classical novel he had been reading and remarked, "I do believe that our red-headed, soon-to-be-dead friend there has suddenly acquired the ant-sized brain of that idiot Tyson Granger."

"You know what? I reckon you're right," Bryan muttered. "Please say we're getting a different taxi from them, I wouldn't want to be anywhere near a Hiwatari with his mind set on committing bloody murder on his annoying best friend, though I suppose, that said best friend had deserved it."

Once off the plane, Kai wasted no time in getting his point across to Tala. He forced Tala to stay put in a seat at a fast food restaurant in the airport. The younger boy sat right across his red-headed companion and Tala and gave him his worst death glares coupled with his sharp words about how he had spent just enough time in the annoying company of two of the loudest people in the world – namely Tyson and Daichi – to last a lifetime and he did not need more. That went on for about fifty minutes before the slate-haired teen decided that they should get moving.

After that, the Blitzkrieg Boys took another plane to Birmingham and before Kai even stepped out of the airport, he took out his cellphone.

"What are you doing?" Tala asked.

"Booking a hotel room," Kai muttered. "Or else where are we going to sleep tonight?"

After booking a room, Kai headed out the airport and started walking to the park next to the airport, with the others hot on his heels. "And where are you going?" Bryan demanded.

"To the hotel of course," Kai replied as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Wait! We're walking there?"Tala did a double-take.

"Why can't we just take a cab?" Bryan asked.

At once, Kai started ranting to them about the time he almost got killed because of that. "Great job, Bryan," Spencer growled. "It's not as though we haven't heard this speech for the billionth time."

And that was how Kai kept the Blitzkrieg Boys preoccupied with his speech – surprisingly, though the main point of the rant was repeated (as what Spencer stated) a billion times already, Kai had a way with making the speech different every time and that in itself was enough to entertain the other Russians (though they'd rather have in a form with no death glares and brutal ravings).

It was really quite a long walk from the airport to the designated hotel room but the Blitzkrieg Boys didn't mind the walking. They had enough training in the Abbey to withstand it, all while carrying a huge amount of luggage, might I add. They walked in silence for most of the journey but as they neared the hotel that Kai had booked a room with, the silence was broken.

"So, let's go over this," Tala said. "Tomorrow, a set of unique rings will arrive at the Goldsmith shop at the Bullring and we're going to steal it?"

"Yes, that's right."

"Okay, but then, what in the world is the Bullring?" Bryan couldn't help but ask, with Spencer nodding his head in agreement.

"I think it's a large shopping centre in Birmingham," Kai replied. "So, we'll need a plan."

"Yes," Bryan agreed. "Because I absolutely refuse to barge in without any kind of strategy, unlike Tala here, of course."

"Hey!" The red-head protested. "I already told you, the incident at the manor was an accident!"

"Yes, an accident that not only nearly cost us our lives, but also cost us the completely wreck our rich friend's mansion and then almost lose our lives yet again because we were almost going to be murdered by said rich friend. Yeah, some 'accident', eh?" Bryan retorted.

Tala's shoulders sagged and he sighed melodramatically. "Why me? Why me?" He said, throwing his hands up into the air. "I make just one mistake and I'll never forget it. Why me?"

"Correction: You didn't make just 'one' mistake," Spencer piped in. "You made many."

"Yes, yes but so have you," Tala bit back.

"Well then, tough luck, Captain, that you've got stuck with forever making you life miserable friends like us," Kai told him.

The red-head just huffed in annoyance as the four entered the hotel lobby, muttering an 'I doubt it'. Kai walked up to the counter and cleared a few administrative details before returning to the rest of the group, a key card in hand.

"Come on," he said. "We're on level 65."

The boys soon got to the front of their room in the high-classed hotel and as soon as they walked into their room, Tala and Bryan ran towards the beds and flopped onto them.

"This feels sooo good!" Tala exclaimed.

"Yeah," Bryan agreed. "And you two can do the bug-checking. We did it the last time."

"Fine," Kai sighed. "And that's only because you didn't make me take a taxi."

"So the walk was worth it then," Tala muttered before he closed his eyes and fell asleep, with Bryan doing the same.

"Come on," Spencer said, inspecting the door. "Let's get this over with."

Kai and Spencer worked systematically through the room and after making sure that the room really was empty of tiny little spying devices, they both collapsed on the bed and retired for the night.

That didn't come out so good... ah well, what's done is done. -Sigh-

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