Chapter 19 - Connecting The Pieces

Takanosuke had no idea what time it was when he and Sakyo had arrived in Omitama, other than the fact that it was probably the middle of the night, as the moon had yet to disappear from the sky and the sun had no indication of peeking over the Eastern horizon.
It wasn't that much of a surprise to him, though, since Sakyo had previously said that it likely wouldn't take that long to get from Ibaraki to the current town. Even so, it had still seemed like forever.
Either way, travelling by night had definitely been a good idea on Sakyo's part, given what had occurred with himself just the day before; yes, it would probably mess up both of their sleeping schedules entirely (of course, he had no idea of when exactly it was that Sakyo slept), but if it meant being way cooler than it was in the daytime than it was pretty worth it.
Making their way into the city from the outskirts to downtown, both bladers barely bothered to give a glance at their surroundings.
There wasn't much to see; given the time of night, Omitama seemed pretty dead, even with as big as it was.
The only places that appeared to still be open were a few passing bars and fast food restaurants - nothing that they needed, especially the former. Takanosuke could only guess that the plan was the find a hotel - if any were still open at this time of night - and get a room there until they were ready to leave. Of course, when they left depended on if they found anything that could potentially lead them to the sociopath that they were chasing after.
Not that they really knew exactly what they were looking for, but they could at least try.

Blonde curls moving along with him as he glanced around at bit at their current surroundings, Takanosuke decided to be the first one to break the long string of slightly uncomfortable silence.
"This places seems pretty empty right now, Sakyo." The Griffin commented, "You think any hotels would even let people check in when it's this late?"

"Some do." Sakyo answered simply, "If there are none, than we'll wait until morning."

"How long until morning?" The cerulean-eyed blonde asked, but he received no answer from his dual-haired companion. He didn't mind, though.
The traffic lights and street lamps were all there really was to provide them light besides the beams of light from the moon to light their way, all sources illuminating the sidewalk and the streets a fairly. Takanosuke wasn't entirely sure what different positions of the moon meant, but he was fairly sure that it would be quite awhile until the sun was ready to come up.
Considering what time they had left Ibaraki, it was probably the very early morning when most people were definitely still asleep in their beds.
Shrugging his shoulders slightly, the potential seer simply followed the slightly older teen down the illuminated sidewalk.

"I wonder where Zyro and the others are right now..." Takanosuke absently thought aloud, looking up towards the sky slightly as he followed along beside his companion, "They said they were looking for Alcorin took, right?.." Once more, there was only silence from Sakyo, other than a quick glance at a blonde head from red irises before they went back to looking ahead of them. Either way, the Griffin Blader continued talking, almost absent-minded.
"They might be finding more than we are, right now.." He said thoughtfully, "Maybe we should have gone with them when Ren told us about the whole thing... Oh well.."
Eyes facing upwards, the blonde watched as the bright beams of the street lights passed by at an even pace, still being sure to watch where he was going so that he trip or run into a pole or something. Either way, Sakyo would probably assure that he didn't.
It really was a curious thought to him about where Zyro and the others could be exactly.
They had all set out a day before Takanosuke had even suggested actually tracking down the blue-haired psychopath that they had all previously perceived to be dead, so they were likely far ahead of them in whatever direction they had gone.
Either way, they were probably all off sleeping somewhere right now like most people were.
Sighing outwardly, Takanosuke's half-lidded blue eyes looked down towards the ground for a moment before looking straight ahead again, deciding to stop with his mindless talking that Sakyo probably wouldn't answer to other than in glances at him.
But almost the moment he looked straight ahead, something was there.

Something white...

Something that his own eyes may have been showing them in their potential psychic vision.
The blonde boy never got to see what it was before a loud ringing sound filled his ears at a high pitch, making him stop in his tracks and grip the side of his head with one hand.
A sound of discomfort escaped through lightly gritted teeth, tears forming at the edges of the blonde's eyelashes as his head pounded with the intense ringing in his ears.
Hearing the small sound of vague pain from the younger's lips, Sakyo stopped and looked over his shoulder to check on the blonde, only to find him gripping his head with one hand with a contorted look of discomfort on his face.
Almost immediately, as if some sort of paternal instincts that he had developed from simply being around the younger male, Sakyo stepped over to his side, a look of cold concern in his eyes.

"Takanosuke?" The red-and-white-haired blader called out softly, his voice barely being heard over the sound of ringing in the Griffin Blader's ears.
A light dizziness washed over the blonde, making him stagger forward slightly while fighting to keep his balance as the loud ringing pounding through his head seemed to start to mute itself. Takanosuke felt someone put a hand on his chest to keep him up right and another hand on his back to steady him further.
As quickly as it had happened, the ringing seemed top stop, quickly becoming quieter before it disappeared altogether.
The dizziness dissipated quickly as well, allowing the blonde to hold himself upright on his own.
Slowly, Takanosuke lowered his hand front the side of his head and opened his cerulean eyes, looking forward to try and see what had been there before he had been unable to focus on anything else but that intense ringing. But nothing was there.

"Takanosuke?" A voice beside him called softly, almost making the Griffin Blader jump in surprise before there was the sudden remembrance he wasn't the only one out here.
With wide eyes, Takanosuke looked over towards the slightly older blader beside him that had reached out to keep him upright, his taut features having a cold look of concern upon them that the blonde could only ever recognize as... Well, Sakyo.
"Sakyo..?" The shorter male questioned, his voice soft as he quickly recovered from the sudden episode that he had not expected to have right then and there.
It was then that he became aware of the warm liquid protruding from his nose, just barely touching his lips to where he could lick it and taste the metallic flavor on his pink tongue.
The Dragoon Blader next to him took his hands off of his chest and back as the blonde lifted his hand up and brushed it across the skin between his upper lip and nose. Pulling it away, the blonde was able to see the drops and smears of blood on his fingertips.
"Here." Said Sakyo's rough voice that was as gentle as it could be just like yesterday when the older teenager had taken it upon himself to care for the temporarily ill boy.
Confused for the moment at what Sakyo was talking about, Takanosuke turned to look towards the dual-haired blader beside him; the handkerchief being out held out to him was the first thing that caught his eye.
Cerulean orbs stared at it for a moment before the blonde realized that Sakyo was the one that was holding it out to him.

"Use it." The taller male said simply when the Griffin Blader looked up at him in confusion and then back towards the cloth that he was holding out to him.
"Uh, thanks.." Takanosuke said quietly, hesitantly taking the handkerchief from the older blader and using it to wipe the blood that had oozed down from his nose. Finding that his nose had decided to bleed than no further than it already had, Takanosuke gave the handkerchief back to the slightly elder blader that had given it to him.
"Sorry about the blood..." The blonde said meekly, unsure if he should even apologize given Sakyo's hospitality.
"Don't worry about it." The dual-haired teen said coldly but dismissively, sticking the piece of cloth back in his pocket before turning his red eyes back to his younger companion, "Are you alright?" Takanosuke put a hand on his head, rubbing it slightly as if to see if that ringing sound and dizziness would automatically come back.

"Yeah, I think so..." The Griffin Blader replied, "I don't know what that was about.." No response to that statement came from Sakyo other than the brief hum deep in his throat that only he himself was capable of hearing.
"Let's go." The red-and-white-haired teen said gruffly, placing a hand behind the slightly younger male and almost touching his back as if to urge him along.
"Uh, okay.." Takanosuke responded, following along beside the Dragoon Blader as they both continued on their way as if nothing had just happened. But the thought of what had just occurred with the younger of the two of them was in both their heads, and never left forgotten.
With the few times Sakyo glanced back down at the blonde youth, he never did say a word from his quiet and stoic nature, the thought of the other's sudden 'episode' still bringing itself back into his mind even with the main objective they were both focusing on.
Looking ahead, Sakyo would never admit - both when Takanosuke had collapsed in the heat the previous day, and a few minutes ago - that he had prayed for him...

Tap, tap, tap

Kyoya nonchalantly tapped the point of the pen in his hand on the desk, gazing down at the paper in front of him with halfhearted dedication.
Blue eyes scanned the page again to better understand the situation and what this specific paper had been brought to him for, but there really was no point - he had looked over the words on the several papers below his hand at least a dozen times now.
Once he was done this, he would have to look over the few employee papers that were sitting diagonally across him on the hard wood desk that was neatly littered with other things.
The Leone Blader partially couldn't really bring himself to fully care about the papers in front of him, but he knew that he had to go through and work on them, seeing as how it was going to settle things between his own corporation and the Moscow WBBA in Russia.
So if he wanted things between them to actually be square - which of course he did, seeing as how stubborn they could be on certain subjects (not to say the least for several other WBBA corporations) - then working on his papers was the way to do that.
But even with that enticing thought, it wasn't the most pressing matter in his mind at the moment.
The conversation that he had had with Tsubasa just two days earlier was still lingering in his mind, pressing into his thoughts whenever they had the spare moment to.
He shouldn't even bothering himself thinking about it, seeing as how he had far more important things to do around here than worry about whatever the silver-haired Director's little quarrels were, and that he himself had said that they would just wait and see whenever the Bridge To The Future tournament decided to start up again; for some reason, it just seemed to bother him.
He had gotten the vibe that the Eagle Blader had been hiding something that very likely had to do with the postponing of the tournament, but what exactly it was was what was bothering him so much. Not only that, but the other had seemed... Off.. He himself didn't know Tsubasa that well, even if they were pretty good friends, but even he could tell when the calm, and collected man was a bit off his rocker.
Sighing through his nose, Kyoya tapped the pen in his hand on the desk twice more before bringing it down to the paper below him, writing down a few things on a few solid lines that were there for writing space if anything had to be said, and laying down his signature on the dotted line at the bottom.

That done, the green-haired man moved that paper out of the way to look at the one underneath, which was relatively the same to the previous paper.
The sound of the automatic doors sliding open off to the side of the room reached his ears, but the greenette paid next to no mind as he knew it was either his brother or one of the many personnel that worked in the building. As more expected, it was the former.

"Hey Kyoya." Kakeru greeted, walking over to his elder brother's work desk with his tablet tucked under his arm, "How's that paperwork coming? Moscow said they wanted it by the 14th, so I came to check." Grunting softly, Kyoya let one of his signature smirks cross his face, looking up towards his little brother narrowly.
"Almost done." The Leone Blader responded, "Can't say its the number one thing on my mind, though." Kakeru raised an eyebrow in confusion, watching as his brother glanced back down towards the paper before him again and dotting a few things down nonchalantly onto the small writing space underneath the rest of the writing.
It wasn't like Kyoya to simply share his thoughts and feelings with him so freely - Kakeru himself was usually the one who was better at doing that -, unless, of course, he was looking to get something out of it. But the younger Tategami knew that he did with genuine sincerity, so he didn't really mind all too much.
"Why, what's up?" The right-hand assistant asked, shifting his tablet from under his arm into a more sturdy position.
Kyoya tapped his pen several times against his desk just beside the paper he was working on, as though forgetting that his younger sibling was there at all and going back to focusing on his paperwork.
However, the older Tategami set down the ink-filled device down onto the desk and intertwined his fingers together, placing them before his chin in an intrigued kind of posture.

"That little talk I had with Tsubasa is still on my mind.." Kyoya responded, his light blue eyes gleaming dangerously with that usual hint of deviousness, "I can't help but keep wondering what it is exactly he's not wanting to tell anyone about the tournament... Even if he does keep secrets, he's usually a bit better at hiding it, but he seemed off this time.." Kakeru listened intently to his brother's aloud thoughts, already knowing that his older sibling may indeed be plotting to dig into this a little further himself.
"What are you going to do?" The younger Tategami asked anyway.
"Well, there isn't really much I can do..." Kyoya said with a bit of a troubled look, leaning back in his chair and half balancing his head on one hand, "It's not like the man himself is going to tell me anything, so I'll have to get answers from elsewhere..."
Visibly thinking, Kyoya tapped his one index finger on the arm of his chair, thinking over the several options that he had of people to go to to figure out anything.

Madoka Amano, who he knew worked closely with Tsubasa from the many times that he had seen her with him, probably wouldn't be so willing to tell him anything, since she was probably in on the whole secret too. He knew she was a clever woman and he probably couldn't trick her into spilling anything even if he tried.
Benkei was another option... But he wasn't sure about his standing in all of it.
There was also Hikaru, who he knew was Tsubasa's assistant just as she had once been Ryo Hagane's - Gingka's father -, but he wasn't entirely sure how to get in contact with her... She probably wouldn't tell him anything either, considering her loyalty to the Director.
The Legendary Blader hummed low in his throat, knowing full well that there were the other Legendary Bladers and those who had participated in creating the Beyblade Generation that he could easily contact, but also knowing that none of them likely knew anything about it.
And as for Gingka... Well, none of them had ever really been able to keep good track of the hyper active and outgoing redhead, so whether or not the Pegasus Blader had been anywhere near Metal Bey City as of late to learn anything was not knowledge that he possessed.

"Kakeru." The greenette said suddenly as he gazed across his desk to the large screen TV on the opposite side of the wall.
"Yes?" The younger Tategami brother responded at the call of his name, still looking at his older brother quizzically.
"You have all contacts to the rest of the Legendary Bladers and everyone else that were in remote association and contact with." The CEO stated bluntly, of which Kakeru simply nodded too. Kyoya's gaze went over to his younger brother, that dangerous gleam of a devious nature that had gotten him through sandstorms and scorching deserts in his light blue eyes before he spot.
"Contact Dynamis." The elder greenette ordered simply.
Kakeru was surprise at this demand, and most of all confused of why he would want to contact the Jupiter Blader - which he had told him quite a bit about long after everything had been rebuilt and the Legendary Bladers had all gone their necessary separate ways - for answers on the situation.
"Alright." The right-hand assistant responded obediently before holding his tablet up in front of him and sliding his fingers across it expertly. As he came to the desired page, tapping the screen a couple times with his fingers, Kakeru looked up towards his older brother.

"If you don't mind me asking, big brother..." The youngest Tategami brother began, glancing over towards the screen on the wall opposite Kyoya to see if it was responding - it was, "Why are you calling Dynamis to find out anything?"
Kyoya smirked, his sharp canines showing slightly from under his upper lip. "Well, Dynamis and Tithi are both usually at the Mist Mountain Shrine." The Leone Blader explained, "They may be pretty isolated, but I know that they both know quite a few things. I also know that Tithi usually leaves for awhile before coming back, but I have no idea where it is he ever goes... The point is-" Kyoya's sharp blue eyes watched the screen across from him as it slowly worked to connect to whatever type of communication device that Dynamis may have at that temple of his, "-one of them could possibly know some thing about what's going on - not for sure, but possibly. Not saying that either of them are probably even in connection with anyone else, but I can take my chances.."
Still holding his tablet in his arms, Kakeru nodded in reasonable understanding and turned towards the screen on the opposite wall, waiting patiently with his elder brother as the signal kept slowly trying to connect itself to the Mist Mountains Shrine.
Seeing as how the temple was inside a mountain, entirely isolated from the rest of the world with thick walls made of hard stone and mountain rock, it was entirely logical for the connection to take a long time to tie itself down, if it managed to connect at all. But the two of them waited for several moments, and, before long, the connection finally got through to the Guardian of Mist Mountain with whatever he used for outside communication.
Only the face that they were met with on the other side of the screen, that buzzed slightly at the edges in light static from the connection that they were able to get, was not that of Dynamis - it was Tithi. Kyoya's eyes widened slightly in surprise at seeing the other Legendary Blader, who had definitely matured and aged since the last time that he had seen him.

"Tithi?.." The elder greenette questioned, his brow furrowing slightly in confusion as why Tithi would answer - he shouldn't really be confused... Perhaps he had just called at one of the few times that the purplette had returned to the Mist Mountain Shrine, and he had been the closest to whatever they used to communicate to answer.
"Kyoya?" Tithi questioned in response, his, now deeper, voice having the same confused tone that his own did.
However, he seemed more surprised and nervous - nervous?... - than confused. Grunting softly, Kyoya let a smirk play on his lips a bit.
"Well, looks like you've grown up since we last saw each other." The CEO commented loosely, "Didn't expect to see you after all this time.."

"Uh, yeah..." Tithi responded, clearing his throat a moment and swallowing as though from some form of anxiety, "Why are you calling the Mist Mountain Shrine, exactly?" Kyoya shrugged his shoulders slightly, tilting his head to the side a bit.
"I just thought I'd give him a call.." The eldest greenette said simply, "I also have a few things that I want to ask him.." Kyoya raised one eyebrow, "I'm actually surprised that you were the one who answered.. Where is Dynamis, anyway?"
Kyoya noticed the exact moment with the younger Legendary Blader tensed at the question. Blue eyes widened more than they had been, a hidden expression of... Sadness? Fear? Anxiety?... behind those eyes that told Kyoya merely one thing.

Something wasn't right.

Kyoya's own eyes narrowed, bringing his hands down from in front of his face and laying them on his desk as he straightened and untangled his features.
Kakeru cast him a confused and worried glance, looking back and forth from his older brother to the Legendary Blader on the other side of the screen, automatically able to sense that something may be wrong.
"Tithi..." The elder Tategami suddenly said, his voice serious yet solemn, "Where's Dynamis?.." With a forlorn expression on dark features, Tithi looked down, seemingly unsure of how to answer.
Kyoya understood when Tithi finally spoke after a few moments of silence; how does one properly voice the truth when it's so agonizing?...

Kira leaned against the side of the building, tapping his finger out of bordeom against the corner of his elbow as he waited for the several others in their group of nine to come out of the small diner that he had directed them to for some breakfast before they left.
Arms folded across his chest, and legs crossed at the ankles, the muticolor-haired boy had been out there no more than a few minutes, waiting patiently as the others had almost been finished their breakfast as well before they gotten up to pay.
It was fairly early in the morning, perhaps about 8:00am or so.
They had all planned to rise early so that they could leave the hotel and have a bit of time before it really got hot out.
However, it was still quite warm out even with the fairly early hour of the morning, very few clouds making themselves known in the sky and allowing the rising sun to cast its early morning heat and shadows.
Kira simply sighed through his nose, opening his one eye once he heard the sound of the door nearby opening to allow either exit or entrance. Glancing over, he saw that Zyro was there, along with Ren, Shinobu, Kite, and Eight - the other 3 were very likely still inside.
"Hmph..." The Bahamoote blader grunted softly, "Took you all long enough..." His words came out in an apathetic sigh, making the 5 of them look towards them.
"There was a line." Ren said simply, "People were slow.." Kira hummed softly with what seemed to be a role of the eye, but said nothing more.
Standing outside, all 6 of them now waited for the other three - Madoka, Benkei, and Maru - to come out once they were finished paying for the small breakfast they had all had.

While most of them were pretty tired - Zyro included from the lack of sleep after he had had his very vivid dream - they all deemed it necessary to get up as early as they did.
Granted it was still quite warm out, it was still cooler than it would be later in the day.
As planned, they would all be heading down towards the Sainen-ji Temple, mainly under Kira's guidance of knowing where it was.
Perhaps they would be able to learn more about this named temples dedicated to Nemesis from those priests that supposedly lived there.
Hopefully they would be able to find out something from them that would help them with their task. Hopefully that one priest at the Sansho Shrine was right. The door to the small diner opened once more, allowing exit to Maru, Madoka, and Benkei as they finally finished paying for the breakfast that they had all had to last them a few hours.
"Well, that's done." Madoka said with a small sigh, her turquoise eyes turning to look at the teenagers gathered on the sidewalk, "Are we ready to go?"

"As ready as ever." Ren said with a smile, while Shinobu, Eight, and Zyro simply gave nods and 'yes's in confirmation. Kira didn't say a word, but simply pushed his body away from the wall and uncrossed his limbs, standing upright with his arms hanging by his sides.
Waiting for the other 8 of them to quickly get their bearings, Kira glanced over in the direction that he knew they had to go to get to the Sainen-ji Shrine, preferably taking the main road and sticking to it rather than the dense wilderness of the valley.
The sun was peering over the buildings, casting fading shadows as it slowly crept further up into the sky with every passing hour, giving the valley light and waking people up to the newest day. Kira knew for a fact that they could get there well before mid-day ever came around, considering that it was practically just down the street.
Sighing through his nose, the multicolor-haired blader looked over to the rest of the group, just in time to see that they had gotten everything together and were now heading out.
"Alright, let's get going." Madoka said with an encouraging smile, adjusting the strap of her backpack on her shoulders slightly, "You know the way, right?" This question was directed towards Kira, who looked up towards the brunette.
Her expression was calm with a small smile on her face, which he could read fairly well enough to know that she was... Grateful, was it? Perhaps.
The Bahamoote Blader simply looked at her for a moment with his only eye before closing it and looking away with a 'mm-hmm' for confirmation.
"Well, alright." The blue-eyed shop owner said with a nod, and walked onward. Kira took to walking fairly beside her, seeing as how he was the one who mostly had to lead the way, even if the place wasn't that difficult to find.

They didn't know a thing about the area though, Kira reasoned, so whatever.

Without further delay, the 9 of them headed off again towards the main road that they had come in, mainly following Kira's guidance of where they were supposed to go in this valley since he ws the one that seemed to know the most about it - of course, only Zyro knew why from the explanation he had received.
As they got to the main road, Kira vaguely advised that they stick by it throughout the whole way there, since the wilderness of the valley was definitely something he - nor the rest of them - really wanted to deal with. The sun slowly rose higher as they made their way through the city, the shadows cast by the buildings growing smaller and smaller in its wake.
And as they walked, ever intent on getting to their destination and hopefully learning more about this temples to get further in their mission to find Alcorin, many others in the valley, such as themselves and Kira, did not fail to notice the slightly foggy haze that plagued the western sky...

"Alright, thanks." Tsubasa said in gratitude to one of the workers of the WBBA as they handed him several printed papers for him to look over, the silverette taking a moment to flip through the pages quickly before nodding and looking at the worker with the okay for him to leave.
The brunette simply gave a polite nod and smile in return before walking off to file through the rest of the reports.
Looking back to the papers in his hand, Tsubasa gave a small yawn before scanning his eyes over the first page, and then flipping it up to look at the page below it, taking a few slow and slightly absent steps in whichever direction he was facing.
His dark-skinned lips moved silently as his golden eyes read through the papers he was given, standing at the edge of the workplace near one of the hallways as he did so.
The personnel working on this floor paid him no mind as they continued on with their regular and given duties, but were more than acknowledging of his presence in the room, even if he was distracted by the papers in his hand.
Only a handful of them had even noticed how weary the Director had been looking for the few days, eyeing the small bags under his eyes presumably caused by the late nights and lack of sleep that had been happening for the past few days.
While most of them knew that the President of the WBBA did sometimes sleep at the office when it was too late to go home or if he had things to do early in the morning, it was concerning to think that the man had been doing so for the almost a full week now, entirely focused on his work and the personnel he had dispatched to cities all across the country.
Those said few had all returned, the last couple - Shura and Yuki - had returned late last night from Sapporo.

However, he did seem to be getting enough sleep to refresh him and let him focus, so nobody really took to much worry in it to tell him to go home for the night. But even so, his behavior lately was more than questionable.
Even yesterday, he had looked quite disoriented after awhile for whatever reason. But he had been quite focused and alert anyway, so nobody said anything. So now, they let him read over the paperwork in his hands quietly while they themselves did their respected jobs.
Reading over the first few lines of the forth page of the papers in his hand, Tsubasa heard a small ringing sound that snapped him out of his focus on the papers.
Immediately, he knew what it was, and reached in his pocket to pull out his cellphone, glancing at the screen quickly to see who was calling him. It was the headquarters, and he knew that it probably meant someone from the lower floors was calling him about something. Sliding his thumb across the screen, Tsubasa brought his phone up to his ear and answered.

"Hello?" He asked, waiting for a reply.
"Hello, Director." Greeted a female voice from the opposite line, one of which he recognized fairly well in terms of the calls that he got concerning certain progress in the building and such, "You have a call waiting for you in your office, from Kyoya Tategami." Tsubasa's eyes widened at the sound of that name, the name of the green-haired CEO he had talked too not 2 days ago about the matters concerning the tournament.
Kyoya had agreed with him that they wouldn't put a 2 year distance between phone calls, and that they should speak more often - whether about business or not - but he had not been expecting to receive a call from him only 2 days later. What could he want only 2 days after their last conversation.
Well, there was only one way to find out, he reasoned as he sighed through his nose lightly.
"Alright." The Director said in response, "Send him through, I'll be there in a minute."

"Yes, Director." The woman on the other end of the line said obediently before hanging up. Tsubasa in turn put the cellphone back in his pocket, glancing at the papers in his hand that he still partially had to read through.
He would have to look over them after he sorted out whatever it was that Kyoya wanted. Sighing, the silverette tucked the papers under his arm and walked away briskly to the location of the elevator. As he made his way up, glancing up at the numbers above the door to wait for it to reach the floor he was on, many different thoughts plagued Tsubasa's mind all at once.

What could Kyoya possibly want?

What was he calling for in the first place so soon after their last conversation?

What could it be about?

Of course, there was only one way he was going to find out, even if it would obstruct him from his work for a few minutes - at least, he hoped that was how long the conversation would be. Finally, the elevator hit the floor that his office was on, automatically opening their doors and allowing him entry to to hall.
Tsubasa stepped out and marched briskly towards the direction of his office - if Tamako had done as he had ordered, than Kyoya would be up on the screen behind his desk waiting for him. The silver-haired Director sighed inwardly to himself as he walked towards the automatic doors that lead him into his large office space.
As expected, Kyoya was up there on the screen as he had been 2 days prior, his arms crossed as he leaned back in his chair with an almost unreadable expression on his face.
It looked to be a mixture of solemn contempt with a stern shadow to it... But why?

"Hi, Kyoya." The President of the WBBA greeted with the smallest tug of a smile at the corners of his lips, "I didn't expect you to be calling so soon after we last talked." Tsubasa neatly placed the papers he had formerly been reading on his desk, making his way around his desk and leaning back against it a bit so that he was facing the eldest Tategami on the other side of the screen, "Can I ask why?"
Tsubasa's own gold eyes met with Kyoya's light blue ones, and almost immediately did the silverette know that there was something that the younger of the two of them wanted to talk about. For several moments, Kyoya simply continued to stare at him, and the longer he did the more Tsubasa felt his heart beat in his chest.
What was it that Kyoya wanted to talk about in the first place?
Surely it wasn't just to stare at him, right?...
What was it?..
It was only after several more moments did Kyoya finally decide to speak. With what sounded partially like a clearing of the throat, Kyoya closed his eyes and tilted his head forward slightly - a gesture that Tsubasa new was quite common with Kyoya.

"I'll keep it short." The greenette began, "Let's just say I've made a couple of phone calls around, and I've heard some pretty intriguing things... But I only have one question for you." Slowly, Kyoya opened his eyes and looked up to the Metal Bey Director, a look in his those frightening orbs that would only be compared to that of a lion.
"Suggesting you already heard... What do you know about Dynamis's death."
Tsubasa nearly felt his heart stop in his chest. His eyes widened, and his breathing hitched in a look of shock that was able to say more to Kyoya than words would ever be.

In that moment, both of them knew that Kyoya had him.