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Anyways, here's the next chapter which I hope you've all been waiting on the edge of your seats for…maybe that's expecting too much.
Disclaimer: Still don't own beyblade…but who knows what the future will bring?
So where was I before I started to rant on about how much stress my team and there little groups cause me? Oh yeah, I had just switched off the alarm clock and proceeded to rant on for a while… Well good news! I'm now up and showered and dressed and looking slightly more alive.
Max and Tyson are still in the dojo snoring away. Daichi commandeered Tyson's room last night so I haven't seen him yet. I decided to leave them be, the sooner they are up the sooner I'll have to deal with Tyson complaining about a sore back resulting from not sleeping on his bed. Yeah I'll think I'll just let them rest a bit longer. Kai won't be happy that they've slept in but if the worst happens I'm almost fairly sure I can outrun him.
"Hey Rei, what's with that worried look on your face? Is everything ok?" I nearly jump out of my skin as Hiro appears in the corridor outside the kitchen, hand on his head and possible looking more zombie-like than I do after sleeping for less than three hours in two days.
Naturally I choose not to answer seeing as telling him that I think Kai will kill me might seem slightly unreasonable. "Party last night?" I ask instead, already knowing the answer. I had been up cleaning after Team Hyperactive when he came swaggering in at 3am so drunk that he called me 'Reeawahii'. How he got that out of my name I will never know, I should be offended for him brutally massacring my oh-so-simple name but that wouldn't be very Rei-like now would it?
"…Yeah…got a bit of a hangover. Don't get drunk ok?" Uh-huh, I figured that much Hiro. I resist the urge to laugh at him trying to be responsible after setting such a bad example. His advice falls on deaf ears anyway, wonder what he'd say if I told him I got drunk far worse than that back in China. My little uneducated village doesn't see anything wrong with giving large amounts of incredibly strong alcohol to children. Whoa what a night that was.
"Considering the state you came in last night I don't see the appeal." I chuckle a little and enter the kitchen leaving Hiro to worry about what bad examples he may have set the night before. I don't think he remembers anything, probably for the best. Upon entering the kitchen I see my team captain, wide awake at the small table and sipping from a steaming mug of concentrated caffeine. Yuck, how he can drink that stuff I'll never know but I won't comment, I'm probably in enough trouble as it is for not waking the others up.
Kai and I exchange our usual greetings, a slight nod of acknowledgement. Neko-jin abilities allow me to reach the high childproof cupboard and take out the stuff Hiro uses to help his hangovers and close the cupboard all in a single leap. I pour him a glass of water and have both items at his usual spot at the table before he can even navigate his way to his seat. Sitting down with a slump I hear a mumbled 'thanks' and after taking the tablets Hiro promptly rests his head in his arms and retakes his roll as the living-dead.
I blink a couple of times in confusion as Kai hasn't even asked the whereabouts of the others yet. Strange but I'm not complaining, maybe I'll even get breakfast this morning. A very rare occurrence for me but maybe, miracles can happen. "Where are the others Kon?" Kai demands suddenly, making me jump. I must have jinxed it, damn.
"I…uh…they're...in bed." I say somewhat guiltily, staring down at my feet to avoid looking at Kai's eyes because I know they're going to be glaring at me and attempting to smite me by staring alone.
"And what are they doing there Kon?" I flinch, hearing the accusation in his tone. "You're supposed to get them up." Right, now is time to find out whether I am truly faster than my team captain…I look up to see the window/my escape route but unfortunately met Kai's murderous eyes first. All thoughts of running suddenly disappear and are replaced by survival tactics. Feeling small and insignificant I fight to keep my eyes from slitting like they do when I feel my life is being threatened…they don't call it a death glare for nothing. I'm frozen to the spot, a deer caught in the headlights and the driver behind said headlights doesn't seem to be braking. "Go Kon." Kai turns away and I'm freed from the glare, hastily I retreat the room without a backward glance.
Only when I'm out of the kitchen do I allow myself to breathe. I look down at myself checking to see that I'm not ghostly transparent. Nope still solid. I'm not dead but if I had been exposed any longer…well I might not be so lucky next time. I scurry away before Kai's glare has a chance to melt through the wall. Kai's glare reminds me of Superman's laser vision that way, can burn through solid objects and has x-ray vision. That's where the similarities end though, I mean, can you really picture Kai wearing Superman clothes? Scary huh? At least if he was Superman I'd know his weakness and kryptonite him already.
I decide to wake Daichi up first since Tyson's room which he commandeered is closest. Plus Daichi makes so much noise he can probably help me wake Tyson up too. I turn the handle to the room and am not surprised to find that the door won't open. I try again just to make sure I have not been fooled by the complex technology of the handle. Nope, I'm pretty sure I won't get in this way. I want to growl and start beating the door down but not only would that freak the kid out but I'd have to pay for a new door. Sighing gently I knock politely on the door instead. "Daichi, can you get up please? Training starts soon!"
Kenny once explained to me that certain computer programs translate things from an English-like language to machine-code. I can't help but compare that to me, I think in a language similar to English, but not quite fully comprehensible because it contains numerous cursing and frustrated rants. Then program 'be nice and friendly' kicks in somewhere between my brain and my mouth. And voila, machine code or rather politeness and good manners roll off the tongue before I can comprehend who I'm even talking to. I'm sure there's a technical definition for that too...something system…I try to listen to Kenny, I really do but it makes so little sense! He's lucky I managed to learn as much as I have!
Anyway where was I? Oh yeah, attempting to get into Daichi's room, well Tyson's actually. Well of course since he is a miniature Tyson he doesn't wake up to such a normal greeting. I knock a few more times and give up. I'm going to have to do this the old fashioned way…I'll have to find where Hilary keeps her artillery… ok maybe not. I leave through the back door and into the garden, slipping on my shoes as I go. Then I stop by the vegetable patch. Why? Because I've secretly been growing my own lot of super spicy peppers that's why! It's an arrangement I made with Gramps when I first came. I cook the meals and he protects my peppers. It may not sound it but I can assure you that it's a very good deal.
Two extra spicy peppers are soon in my hand and then comes the tricky part. Stealthily I cross garden until I reach Tyson's window. Seeing as no one is around I duck low and run quickly with one hand in front of me in typical ninja-like pose. What? I'm allowed to be immature too you know! I reach the window and pull myself up onto the ledge. "Target sighted. Position; snoring away 10 degrees west." I decide to humour myself, changing from ninja to spy in a matter of seconds. I locate the cause of my earlier problems. The kid had barricaded the door, probably to keep angry intruders out. Such a pity it wont work with me.
Before I met Mr Dickenson I had spent a good deal of time living on the streets, and as ashamed as I am to admit it, I sometimes had to steal in order to find food etc. The team don't know this, they assume Mr D just took me straight from the village to Japan; I'm not going to correct them. I need every advantage I can get to keep on top of these guys and I'm not going to give any of them away willingly. I use my petty thieving skills to enter through the window without breaking it or causing it any damage.
"Proceeding with operation wake-up call." Well I couldn't think of a better name, you all should know what happens next. For those who don't I'll summarise…hot pepper, Daichi's mouth, Daichi's screaming, Daichi trying to charge through barricaded door in attempt to get water, Daichi falling over numerous times after suddenly realising I had got in the room without moving the barricade…etc etc. Eventually the mayhem stops and I shake my head as if this will somehow get my hearing back. Daichi had become mute part way through his little panic attack, not that I'm complaining. I wonder if Kenny can come up with something that can put him on mute for good? I miss silence.
My hearing returns and Daichi is still gawking at me and looking rather pale. If he was a little more observant he might notice the open window and stop worrying about me walking through walls. I'm not going to correct him, if he thinks I'm watching then he'll get up to less trouble right? Instead I smirk at him, making sure that a fang peeks over my bottom lip and he scrambles away from me. Notice that even after someone yells loud enough to cause temporary deafness no one has come running? That's just goes to show how regularly these things occur.
I walk past the now trembling Daichi and slide the chest of drawers acting as a barricade to one side with little effort. I'm impressed the kid could move them at all, considering his size and all. It goes against most laws of physics…then again many things do that e.g. beyblades, bitbeasts, random evil guys, neko-jin jumping abilities, most of our hairstyles etc etc.
Suddenly some strange angry roaring sound is heard and I attempt to exchange glances with Daichi as I would usually do with anyone present in the room at the time with me when such events occur. Unfortunately Daichi doesn't share the exchange glance rule and instead I'm met with a gust of wind and streak of red. No I am not dying as a result of just being hit by a hurricane, that's just Daichi running past at insane physics-defying speed. I follow on, contemplating taking a detour to grab one of those bamboo swords that Gramps waves around at us on a regular basis. Better not, if I'm late then we might have to go to the hospital again and I don't want to condemn another innocent doctor to the mental asylum.
The noise and blur that I suppose is Daichi lead me into the dojo anyway, and to be honest I'm not even remotely fazed by the scene set out before me. Tyson is soaking wet and struggling to get away from Max who is holding him back from a smirking Kai who is holding a now empty bucket in one hand. Déjà vu anyone? No just me, because I'm pretty damn sure something very similar happened like this two weeks ago. Allow me to narrate to you exactly what happened despite not even being there at the time to witness it. Since I, Rei, was taking too long to wake everyone up, Kai got frustrated and took things into his own hands. After multiple threats at a sleeping Tyson he gave up and instead filled a large bucket with ice cold water. He then threw said bucket of water over Tyson in an effort to wake him up. Tyson miraculously wakes up and starts trying to kill Kai, thankfully Maxie has woken up during all this commotion and attempts to restrain Tyson.
Ooh, wait, something different is happening this time. The Idiot Alliance has emerged! Daichi has now jumped onto Max's back, forcing him to let go of Tyson who is now charging at Kai. Who to save first? Daichi (or maybe Max, it's hard to tell who's winning. I don't think Max wants to hit a kid…wait a second…that means someone on this team has morals!)? Or Tyson? I would say Kai since he is the one being attacked but I sincerely doubt any harm will come to him.
Well that leaves no choice. I go to split up the battle between Max and Daichi first. In a few hurried steps I reach them and Max sees me coming with a look of relief in his eyes. Max does his best to stop moving long enough for me to pick Daichi up by the back of his t-shirt and deposit him on the ground. One problem though. Now the kid is flailing about trying to hit me! If I let him go now to go help Kai – or Tyson most likely – then he'll go after Max again…its not too often I'm faced with a double scuffle like this one. What to do what to do…
Ah ha! I grab one of Daichi's flailing fists and push it behind his back as gently as I could. Don't want to hurt the kid now do I? Hilary would never get off my back if I did. I force him to the ground so he's lying on his front then let go of his arm. "Maxie, sit on him." What? It's the best I could come up with! Max looks doubtful but does as he's told, leaving me free to go and attempt to break up the fist-fight between Kai and Tyson. Holy shit, did Tyson actually get a hit on Kai there? The world is ending, everyone hide for the apocalypse is coming! Pigs are flying across the falling sky alongside the blue moon! Yeah you get the idea. Tyson actually managing to hit Kai is well…freaky.
The fighting stops after that one hit, Kai reaches up to touch his face where a red mark is forming, for once shock evident on his face. Tyson looks shocked too, and scared. Hell I don't blame him, Kai is not going to take that lying down… For the first time in history the dojo is silent, the tension in the atmosphere so thick that we would need Gary's Bear Axe attack to cut it. Daichi has stopped breathing it's that tense, or perhaps Max sitting on him is crushing the air out of his lungs.
Ever so slowly Kai's face turns from shock into one of pure anger. His hand lowers and he clenches his fists tightly at his sides. Kai had never looked so terrifying since the Black Dranzer incident. Tyson gulped loudly which proved to be the signal as Kai pulled back his fist to his waist, fury and bloodlust in his eyes. Spy Rei suddenly turned into a bodyguard and with insane neko speed I launched myself in front of Tyson just as Kai threw his deadly punch of fury. This scene seemed familiar, a lot like that overdramatic Hollywood movie Max forced them all to watch the other night. Rei could practically hear the cheesy dramatic "NOOOO!" as the hero had thrown himself in front of the bullet of some sniper.
I collapsed against Tyson, blood pouring out my mouth as a result of some surely deadly internal bleeding. Tyson began calling my name, yelling something about an ambulance…but I knew it was too late for me. "I'm…sorry…" I gasped my last breath and went limp in the middle of some sidewalk in the centre of New York…uh wait a minute, what the hell?
"Dude you ok? I think Kai's punch knocked you out for a minute there."
Really? I never noticed! Note to self: don't let Max make me watch over dramatic movies before getting knocked out. Who knows what freaky and odd things your imagination might come up with because of it. I just subconsciously replayed the ending part of the movie in my head with me and Tyson replacing the main characters…Now i have proof, Tyson's insanity is contagious.
"Don't worry I'm good."
Well how was that? Pretty random and nothing much happened but I think it was ok. But that's just my opinion. What really matters is what YOU think. So let me know people, R&R!