A/N: It snowed yesterday! ! ! (-dances round the house and in the garden-) The whole landscape looks like a Christmas card, and even though I know this November snow usually doesn't last but a few days I'm always childish enough to hope it would stay...

So sorry for the delay (again)! These weeks in Nov-Dec are the busiest of the year in my job and hobbies (it's often very difficult to distinguish those two from each other) and I just haven't had energy (nor brains) enough to finish this chapter earlier. I'm so waiting for Christmas and the holidays!

And please, dear people, go and read tigressRising's story "Consumed by Darkness", and her other writings in deviantArt! (Leone, Eagle, Aquario, Count on me, Striker, etc...) They are excellent! ! I found them this week, and when I read the Eagle I felt the hair on my neck stand up: It is a bit scary to find how well the ideas of another person - an absolute stranger - can fit with one's own, like they were planned.

Thank you all again for reading, favouring, following and reviewing this! You really make my day! :)

Tsubasa and Gingka found Kiti at the practicing room. She was going through her usual set of warming-up movements with her practical bey, hurling it angrily back and forth in the dish.

"Never mind about Kyoya, Kiti", Gingka tried to cheer her up. "He's just... You know. I'm sure dad will find you a cool bey if he thinks that..."

"To hell with the bey!", she snapped. "I'd go to that mountain again tomorrow morning to fetch another one to anybody who wants it, just for the fun of it! But, goddammit, I won't listen a moth-eaten tomcat calls me a sissy, after all we've been through!"

She whisked her bey with such energy it sparkled. Tsubasa stared at them.

"She has never had that much power in her movements before! How on earth is she doing it, she hasn't even practiced for over a week? She'll brake it if she continues like..."

"Hey, look out!", he shouted, but too late. Kiti had reached the point in her program where she should have lifted the bey into the air, and then landed on a marked spot. Usually she had managed to jump only a few inches, but this time she exceeded herself: the bey swooshed up like a rocket, scratched the ceiling, and - smashed down the dish, shattering to thousands of splinters.

"Holy... It has never done that before!", she uttered and jumped down to see the damage. "It's all shards and dust! Even Madoka can't make anything of this!" She picked some of the biggest particles on her palm. Tsubasa came quickly closer to look.

"Kiti, have you ever managed to lift it that high before?", he demanded.

"No, never! You have seen it yourself. This has been one of the most difficult movements for me."

"Have you ever been as angry as today when trying it?"

She grinned.

"Not quite. But I was pretty near that day you made me to do it one-hundred-and-eighty-four times before you thought I did it elegantly enough."

Tsubasa ignored the mockery in her voice.

"So there's only one more explanation left", he muttered. "Tell me, where did you keep Bluewolf after we leaved the village?", he asked.

Now his deshi blushed.

"In my bras", she answered, after hesitating a second. The boys reddened even more. "Hey, you told me to keep it safe and that was the safest place I could think of at the moment! But what does it have to do with this?" She handed him the fragments. Tsubasa didn't know which way to look.

"I... I can't be sure, but it seems that... it's possible that Bluewolf has transferred some of its powers to you when you carried it... um... close to your heart", he finally said, his face glowing.

"What?!" Kiti slumped down on the nearest bench and lifted her hands. "Or no, don't say anything! After all what I've seen and heard of your beys during the time I've spent here, I won't be surprised on anything anymore. Whatever the most incredible things, it seems to be an everyday issue to you! But..." She frowned anxiously. "What if I don't want any extra powers? How can I get rid of them?"

Tsubasa looked at her helpless. He felt sort of guilty for the situation. Aquila hadn't mentioned anything about this.

"I've no idea", he finally said. Gingka rushed to the door.

"I'll get dad!" he shouted.

When they came back, Kiti was still sitting on the bench, her knees to her chest, staring the floor.

"I know cases when a constellation has chosen a blader it wants to be with", the director said after some questions. "But that is extremely rare nowadays, because it concerns the beys that haven't a constellation yet. Besides, even though the spirits can be a bit self-willed sometimes, they usually ask permission before connecting with anybody."

"Then how can we be sure it's Bluewolf affecting Kiti, and not something else?", Gingka asked.

"Don't know. Let's go to Madoka."

"I'm not ready yet", the mechanic said when they entered her room.

"Madoka, could you lend us Bluewolf for a second? It's important.", Ryo asked. He took the bey and handed it towards Kiti. "Take it to your hands", he ordered.

Kiti had remained at the doorway, her hands behind her back.

"Don't you even think about it!", she thought and shook sullenly her head like an obstinate child. "I'm not a guinea-pig of yours to test weird things!"

Tsubasa took the bey and came to her.

"Kiti, you know I wouldn't ask this if I thought there would be any danger to you", he said quietly. His golden brown eyes looked straight into hers, calm and reliable. Kiti felt her heart beat faster. During their training sessions she had learned to respect her sensei's will as well as his skills. How much she even hated him for stretching her limits sometimes, she knew he had never demanded her to cross them too far. If there was a single person in the world she could think worth it...

"I trust him!", she decided. "Whatever he'll ask of me, I'll trust him." She closed her eyes and gave slowly her hand. Tsubasa pressed the blue-gray bey on her palm, wrapping her fingers round it with his own. He wasn't surprised anymore to hear Aquila's joyous greeting.

Kiti breathed quickly when the familiar image of a blue-furred wolf flashed in her mind, the howling of it filling her ears. She felt some giant bites in the enormous puzzle of her mind locked into their right places. When she opened her eyes again she saw Tsubasa had felt the same.

"It's yours.", he said.

Benkei was worried.

It was almost two weeks now he had last seen his tough-minded friend and leader. After their return from the mountain Kyoya had visited WBBA only to leave Bluewolf to Ryo, and then vanished again. From Gingka Benkei had heard about the quarrel, but that wasn't the first – and definitely not the last – time the Lion had raged over something and then leaved in anger. But when days passed and Kyoya couldn't be found at home, WBBA, nor the usual places he used to train, Benkei begun to worry for real.

"He can't have leaved to Africa, can he?", he asked Kenta one day, after one more futile visit to the headquarters. "Without me! What would Nile and Demure say, then? Shouldn't they tell me if he's there with them?"

Kenta couldn't say anything. When Kyoya lost his temper, he could do hasty decisions. But to fly to Team Wild Fang without their fourth member... Could he really be that rude?

Hikaru had listened their discussion anxiously. She too had been worrying, but there was nobody she could open her heart. When leaving the house late in the evening she took – once again – the longer route to her apartment, scolding herself at the same time for being ridiculous. Kyoya could take care of himself, he didn't need anybody's care. If he wanted to stay hidden, with his phone switched off, he had full rights to do so, and more capability for it than most of them.

She turned the last corner of the street and stopped to look towards the window she had watched countless times.

This time there was light inside.

Without a second thought she rushed cross the street and up the stairs, ignoring the honks and angry looks she got. Not until at his door she stopped to think.

She had never been in Kyoya's apartment before (had anybody been there, except Benkei?), and what reason did she have to be there this time? What would he say to her? Would he let her in at all? And what should she say? That Ryo had sent her? That they had all been so worried and she had came to see if everything was alright?

She shook her head. Usch, he'd laugh at her! Or no, not laugh, but he'd utter one of those scornful snorts of his, accompanied with an icy glance from his piercing eyes. Hikaru felt she couldn't endure to be the target of either right now, after all the anxiety she had felt.

She sat on the steps and listened.

How quiet it was in there! From other apartments she could hear muffled sounds of steps and talking, but behind his door just – nothing. Had she seen right after all? What if she had mistook the window? She could never have been too sure of it anyway.

She stood up and pressed her ear on the door. Not a sound.

Collecting all her courage she rang the doorbell.

The seconds crawled by.

After several minutes of waiting Hikaru tiptoed down the stairs and out to the street. Before she turned the corner she glanced once more over her shoulder.

The window was dark.

High above the street and the lights Kyoya was sitting on the roof. He had seen the blue-dressed secretary run heedlessly among the cars the moment he was leaving his apartment. He had escaped quickly to the roof, but stopped there- not knowing himself why he did so - and waited until he saw her come out again and walk crestfallen away. He knew Benkei had visited behind his door several times during the last week, but what on earth had she to do there? Had the director sent her assistant on an errand?

The Lion snorted. He had his reasons to be alone for a while, and until his businesses were ready, there was no use to try to catch him. If his comrades had something to say to him, they just had to wait until he was ready to contact them again. The only thing he'd have liked to know was the question of Bluewolf: had Kiti tried to manage it, and what had the results been? The bey with its spirit still interested him, but the mere thought of the girl made his anger arise. The Eagle wouldn't have suggested such a thing without firm reasoning, so there had to be something between those two – or four? – of them the others didn't know yet.

Annoyed he rose on his feet again. There was no time for such musings, he got some training to do.

"Whatever!", he muttered and vanished into the shadows.

A/N: My, it's difficult to write about the constellations now, after reading tigressRising's stories of them! I don't know myself anymore which are my own thoughts (="thoughts before this week") and what I have absorbed from her... But at least now you know where the best ideas for bey-spirits in this story are from, from now on!

Btw, I got a new idea for a story about Kyoya and Team Wild Fang when I saw a nice picture in a magazine of an animal protection organization. Let's hope I'll have time to write it down on Christmas holidays! ;)