Hi guys, it's me again! I hope all of you readers will like this chapter.
Oh! And here is my new muse if you didn't read about him in Thoughts. Say
hello Niku.
:: a black cat-like creature with red stripes and green eyes jumps on
Gamegirl's shoulders::
Niku- ::purrs:: Hello. Pleasure to meet you.
::scratches Niku under chin:: Isn't he kawaii?! Anyway, hope you like the chapter.
Y.G.G.- ::mutters:: Show off cat. ::louder:: Gamegirl28 does not own Beyblade or any of it's charaters. Review are welcome. Flames, ::wicked glint in eye:: will be used in your own demise.
::sighs:: I don't know why she keeps doing that.
Niku- I still uphold my idea of getting rid of her.
Y.G.G.- Cat! If you want to keep your nine lives, I uphold MY idea of keeping your mouth shut!
' thinking ' / master to bit beast / // bit beast to master // [ bit beast to bit beast ] *******************' (Kai's POV)
As I walked down the corridor, I kept replaying the scene of the battle in my mind. How could I lose?! I've never lost a match! And I lost it against a stupid kid.
Who had MY Tyson.
Who did that kid think he was?! Didn't he know that Tyson was his?! Oh he was gonna pay.
"Kai." A harsh voice behind me called. I turned around to see my grandfather there, holding his cane tightly.
"What?" I asked, irritated. I didn't like speaking with the old geezer. The guy was too strict.
His eyes narrowed. "You lost the match. That was unacceptable." I mentally sighed. Did the guy think that he didn't know that?
"Yeah, I know." I said coldly. "So, what do you want?" The guy was starting to bug me.
"Go to the Asian Tournament." He said stiffly. I looked at him strangely. What made the guy think that I was going to some tournament in Asia? I pondered that for a moment before voicing my thoughts.
I could see a ghost of a smirk on his lips. "One, because it's a way to prove that you deserve the power of the Dranzer. Two, " The smirk was fully visible now, " Is because your precious little Tyson is going there."
My eyes widened. So my little pet is going to the tournament. Well, I gotta hand it to the old man, he knew how to make me go.
I gave the old man a nod and walked past him. If Tyson was going to the tournament, it means that goddie-goddie Ray is gonna be there too. Oh how fun! I get to take Tyson back and kick Ray's sorry ass for messing with MY property.
This was going to be fun.
*******************' (Normal POV. With Ray and Tyson)
Tyson looked out the plane window with wide eyes. He's never been in a plane before! He looked out onto the valley of water that they were passing. What if there's a crash? Or what if something happened to the plane? Or-
His frightening thoughts were immediately cut off with a warm hand on his shoulder and a small kiss on his neck.
"Are you okay Koi?" Ray asked behind him, " Your breathing is uneven and you look kind of pale from what I can see." Tyson turned to the older boy.
"It's just that. What if something happened? Like the engine failing or something? We're over the ocean. How are people gonna fine us if something bad happens to us?" Tyson asked frightfully. Ray looked at his love for a moment before laughing. Tyson really thought something was going to happen.
"Tyson," Ray finally managed to gasp, "Nothings going to happen! I've been on planes hundreds of times and look at me! I'm still here right?" At Tyson's nod, he continued. "Don't worry about it. It's just a bunch of first-flight nervousness. I had it too when I went on my first plane ride."
Tyson smiled. He snuggled up to Ray as the Chinese boy rapped an arm around him.
"Thanks Ray, " he said quietly. Ray just smiled in return. After a few more minutes of uninterrupted cuddling, both boys fell into a deep sleep.
Mr. Dickenson, who had been watching this exchange, smiled and continued to read his book.
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After coaxing the two sleeping boys awake for thirty minutes (when I said a deep sleep I meant a DEEP sleep!) the three passengers walked towards the lobby, hoping to get their bags and get to the hotel as soon as possible. Luck was with them, until a huge fan-filled crowd circled around Ray, the new Japanese Beyblade champion.
The crowd was vicious, asking for autographs, trying to take pictures of him, and sometimes grabbing at his clothes, hoping to get something of the new champion's.
In all this time, Tyson and Mr. Dickenson stayed on the outside of the mob, not wanting to be in it. Mr. Dickenson was chuckling softly, muttering something about kids these days and Tyson was staring at the crowd quietly, but a hint of jealousy was in his eyes.
Finally, after pushing, shoving, and clawing his way through, Ray got out of the mob, grabbed Tyson's hand, and made a mad dash to the front entrance. 'Forget the bags!' Ray thought frantically in his head as he dragged Tyson.
He finally made it out the door and ran down the streets like a mad man. He didn't care who saw him, just as long as those maniacs didn't catch him!
After going through twists and turns and unseen streets, the two boys found themselves at an alley. With no rabid fans chasing them.
Ray let out a sigh of relief and breathed in large quantities of air. Finally! He turned and saw Tyson trying to breath in air while gasps tore at his throat. Ray felt a pang of guilt for pulling the boy so harshly and walked over to the hyperventilating boy.
"Hey," Ray said softly, "are you okay? Sorry for pulling you Koi, I didn't think." Tyson finally managed to gather his breath and looked up, smiling softly.
"Don't worry about it." The small boy said, "I wouldn't think either if I had a bunch of rabid people after me!" Ray chuckled at that and drew Tyson up for a kiss. The Japanese boy let him and leaned into it. Ray would've continued if he didn't hear a sound coming out of the depths of the alleyway that they were in. Ray broke the kiss.
"What was that?" Ray said quietly, clutching Tyson closer. The small boy's eyes widened.
" I don't know. " Tyson whispered, " It sounded like a Beybalde battle."
' A Beyblade battle? ' Ray thought, ' Why would there be a Beyblade battle in an alley? ' The Chinese boy turned to Tyson.
" Stay behind me okay?" Ray said softly but firmly. The younger boy nodded. Together they walked towards the sound. When they got to the noise, they found out that Tyson's answer was right.
In the alleyway, there were two people Beyblading in a makeshift dish made out of a bowl. One of the boys had black hair, a pair of num-chucks, and was sweating nervously. Obviously, he was losing. The other had green hair, violet eyes, and had a fangy grin on his face. You could tell that he was winning.
Ray's eyes widened and his breathing hitched. Tyson looked at his koi, worried. What was wrong with him?
A few seconds later, the black-haired boy's Beyblade flew out of the dish.
"NOOOOOO!" The poor boy yelled. The other boy snickered.
"You shouldn't have challenged me. " The green-haired boy said in a taunting manner. The violet-eyed boy suddenly looked up, searching.
Ray and Tyson shrunk back in the shadows. The boy's eyes narrowed.
"Come on out!" he yelled, "I can hear you so it's no use hiding!" Hesitantly, the two hiding boys walked out of the shadows.
The green-haired kid's eyes widened. He then smirked.
"Well, if it isn't Raymond Kon." The boy said, a bit sarcastically. Ray's eyes narrowed as he clenched his fists. Tyson looked at his koi nervously.
"Nice to see you again too Kevin," Ray spat. Kevin's smirk widened before he noticed Tyson.
"Who's that Ray?" the violet-eyed boy asked, "I don't remember you being a companion person when you left us" By this time, the black-haired guy decided that this was getting too personal and decided to leave while the two Chinese boys glared at each other. You could practically feel the tension.
Seeing that his love wasn't going to answer, Tyson did.
"I'm Tyson Granger," the small boy said, bowing. "Nice to meet you." Kevin looked at the boy, confused, for a moment before smirking. He nodded towards Ray.
"I can see why you kept him, Ray. He's polite." Kevin's smirk turned devilish. "He's also kinda cute."
Tyson blushed while Ray growled.
"Whatever Kevin." Ray bit out. "C'mon Tyson, let's get out of here. We still need to find Mr. Dickenson." The raven-haired boy turned to go when Kevin called out to him.
"Ray!" The green-haired boy yelled, "I challenge you to a Beyblade battle!" The irritated Chinese boy didn't even turn around.
"No." Ray said sternly. Tyson looked at his lover again, concern etched on his face. Kevin's eyes narrowed as he frowned. How was he to get Ray to battle him? The violet-eyed boy than grinned evilly.
"So, your just gonna turn away are you?" Kevin said casually. Ray then turned around suspiciously. "I guess you really are a coward. I can't see why you little companion would want to stay with you, being so cowardly like that. He would be better off with me. At least then he could be with a REAL Beyblader!"
Ray let out a terrifying growl, his eyes quickly turning into slits while he bared his fangs. Tyson jumped a little, shocked, while Kevin wondered if he should've just kept his mouth shut.
"Let's. Go." Ray said slowly, dangerously. Kevin gulped down his fear and nodded. He headed towards the dish. Ray moved to follow when Tyson grabbed his arm. The older boy looked down at his smaller lover.
"Are you okay Ray?" The midnight-eyed boy asked quietly. Ray gave him a small smile.
"Yeah. Just give me a moment to beat Kevin and then we can go." Tyson nodded and let go of Ray's arm. They both headed towards the small dish.
The two Chinese boys took out their Beyblades and launchers, not saying a word to each other. The look in their eyes said enough.
"On the count of three." Tyson started.
"One." The two boy's narrowed their eyes at each other.
"Two."
"Your going down Ray." Kevin said smugly.
"Not a chance," Ray growled.
"Three! Let it rip!" The two let their blades fly.
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Sorry that this chapter isn't as long as the other one. I wanted to make the tournament and meeting the White Tigers team a separate chapter than this one. Also I.. ::sweatdrop:: . kinda forgot what the names of the White Tiger's were. That's really the main reason. Could you guys please put the names in your reviews?
Y.G.G.- ::snickers:: You sound pathetic.
Oh shut up!
Niku- Yes. I don't hear YOU saying their names now are you?
Y.G.G.- Shut up cat!
Anyway, please tell me the names of the White Tiger's Bit Beasts. Cieo!
Niku- ::purrs:: Hello. Pleasure to meet you.
::scratches Niku under chin:: Isn't he kawaii?! Anyway, hope you like the chapter.
Y.G.G.- ::mutters:: Show off cat. ::louder:: Gamegirl28 does not own Beyblade or any of it's charaters. Review are welcome. Flames, ::wicked glint in eye:: will be used in your own demise.
::sighs:: I don't know why she keeps doing that.
Niku- I still uphold my idea of getting rid of her.
Y.G.G.- Cat! If you want to keep your nine lives, I uphold MY idea of keeping your mouth shut!
' thinking ' / master to bit beast / // bit beast to master // [ bit beast to bit beast ] *******************' (Kai's POV)
As I walked down the corridor, I kept replaying the scene of the battle in my mind. How could I lose?! I've never lost a match! And I lost it against a stupid kid.
Who had MY Tyson.
Who did that kid think he was?! Didn't he know that Tyson was his?! Oh he was gonna pay.
"Kai." A harsh voice behind me called. I turned around to see my grandfather there, holding his cane tightly.
"What?" I asked, irritated. I didn't like speaking with the old geezer. The guy was too strict.
His eyes narrowed. "You lost the match. That was unacceptable." I mentally sighed. Did the guy think that he didn't know that?
"Yeah, I know." I said coldly. "So, what do you want?" The guy was starting to bug me.
"Go to the Asian Tournament." He said stiffly. I looked at him strangely. What made the guy think that I was going to some tournament in Asia? I pondered that for a moment before voicing my thoughts.
I could see a ghost of a smirk on his lips. "One, because it's a way to prove that you deserve the power of the Dranzer. Two, " The smirk was fully visible now, " Is because your precious little Tyson is going there."
My eyes widened. So my little pet is going to the tournament. Well, I gotta hand it to the old man, he knew how to make me go.
I gave the old man a nod and walked past him. If Tyson was going to the tournament, it means that goddie-goddie Ray is gonna be there too. Oh how fun! I get to take Tyson back and kick Ray's sorry ass for messing with MY property.
This was going to be fun.
*******************' (Normal POV. With Ray and Tyson)
Tyson looked out the plane window with wide eyes. He's never been in a plane before! He looked out onto the valley of water that they were passing. What if there's a crash? Or what if something happened to the plane? Or-
His frightening thoughts were immediately cut off with a warm hand on his shoulder and a small kiss on his neck.
"Are you okay Koi?" Ray asked behind him, " Your breathing is uneven and you look kind of pale from what I can see." Tyson turned to the older boy.
"It's just that. What if something happened? Like the engine failing or something? We're over the ocean. How are people gonna fine us if something bad happens to us?" Tyson asked frightfully. Ray looked at his love for a moment before laughing. Tyson really thought something was going to happen.
"Tyson," Ray finally managed to gasp, "Nothings going to happen! I've been on planes hundreds of times and look at me! I'm still here right?" At Tyson's nod, he continued. "Don't worry about it. It's just a bunch of first-flight nervousness. I had it too when I went on my first plane ride."
Tyson smiled. He snuggled up to Ray as the Chinese boy rapped an arm around him.
"Thanks Ray, " he said quietly. Ray just smiled in return. After a few more minutes of uninterrupted cuddling, both boys fell into a deep sleep.
Mr. Dickenson, who had been watching this exchange, smiled and continued to read his book.
********************'
After coaxing the two sleeping boys awake for thirty minutes (when I said a deep sleep I meant a DEEP sleep!) the three passengers walked towards the lobby, hoping to get their bags and get to the hotel as soon as possible. Luck was with them, until a huge fan-filled crowd circled around Ray, the new Japanese Beyblade champion.
The crowd was vicious, asking for autographs, trying to take pictures of him, and sometimes grabbing at his clothes, hoping to get something of the new champion's.
In all this time, Tyson and Mr. Dickenson stayed on the outside of the mob, not wanting to be in it. Mr. Dickenson was chuckling softly, muttering something about kids these days and Tyson was staring at the crowd quietly, but a hint of jealousy was in his eyes.
Finally, after pushing, shoving, and clawing his way through, Ray got out of the mob, grabbed Tyson's hand, and made a mad dash to the front entrance. 'Forget the bags!' Ray thought frantically in his head as he dragged Tyson.
He finally made it out the door and ran down the streets like a mad man. He didn't care who saw him, just as long as those maniacs didn't catch him!
After going through twists and turns and unseen streets, the two boys found themselves at an alley. With no rabid fans chasing them.
Ray let out a sigh of relief and breathed in large quantities of air. Finally! He turned and saw Tyson trying to breath in air while gasps tore at his throat. Ray felt a pang of guilt for pulling the boy so harshly and walked over to the hyperventilating boy.
"Hey," Ray said softly, "are you okay? Sorry for pulling you Koi, I didn't think." Tyson finally managed to gather his breath and looked up, smiling softly.
"Don't worry about it." The small boy said, "I wouldn't think either if I had a bunch of rabid people after me!" Ray chuckled at that and drew Tyson up for a kiss. The Japanese boy let him and leaned into it. Ray would've continued if he didn't hear a sound coming out of the depths of the alleyway that they were in. Ray broke the kiss.
"What was that?" Ray said quietly, clutching Tyson closer. The small boy's eyes widened.
" I don't know. " Tyson whispered, " It sounded like a Beybalde battle."
' A Beyblade battle? ' Ray thought, ' Why would there be a Beyblade battle in an alley? ' The Chinese boy turned to Tyson.
" Stay behind me okay?" Ray said softly but firmly. The younger boy nodded. Together they walked towards the sound. When they got to the noise, they found out that Tyson's answer was right.
In the alleyway, there were two people Beyblading in a makeshift dish made out of a bowl. One of the boys had black hair, a pair of num-chucks, and was sweating nervously. Obviously, he was losing. The other had green hair, violet eyes, and had a fangy grin on his face. You could tell that he was winning.
Ray's eyes widened and his breathing hitched. Tyson looked at his koi, worried. What was wrong with him?
A few seconds later, the black-haired boy's Beyblade flew out of the dish.
"NOOOOOO!" The poor boy yelled. The other boy snickered.
"You shouldn't have challenged me. " The green-haired boy said in a taunting manner. The violet-eyed boy suddenly looked up, searching.
Ray and Tyson shrunk back in the shadows. The boy's eyes narrowed.
"Come on out!" he yelled, "I can hear you so it's no use hiding!" Hesitantly, the two hiding boys walked out of the shadows.
The green-haired kid's eyes widened. He then smirked.
"Well, if it isn't Raymond Kon." The boy said, a bit sarcastically. Ray's eyes narrowed as he clenched his fists. Tyson looked at his koi nervously.
"Nice to see you again too Kevin," Ray spat. Kevin's smirk widened before he noticed Tyson.
"Who's that Ray?" the violet-eyed boy asked, "I don't remember you being a companion person when you left us" By this time, the black-haired guy decided that this was getting too personal and decided to leave while the two Chinese boys glared at each other. You could practically feel the tension.
Seeing that his love wasn't going to answer, Tyson did.
"I'm Tyson Granger," the small boy said, bowing. "Nice to meet you." Kevin looked at the boy, confused, for a moment before smirking. He nodded towards Ray.
"I can see why you kept him, Ray. He's polite." Kevin's smirk turned devilish. "He's also kinda cute."
Tyson blushed while Ray growled.
"Whatever Kevin." Ray bit out. "C'mon Tyson, let's get out of here. We still need to find Mr. Dickenson." The raven-haired boy turned to go when Kevin called out to him.
"Ray!" The green-haired boy yelled, "I challenge you to a Beyblade battle!" The irritated Chinese boy didn't even turn around.
"No." Ray said sternly. Tyson looked at his lover again, concern etched on his face. Kevin's eyes narrowed as he frowned. How was he to get Ray to battle him? The violet-eyed boy than grinned evilly.
"So, your just gonna turn away are you?" Kevin said casually. Ray then turned around suspiciously. "I guess you really are a coward. I can't see why you little companion would want to stay with you, being so cowardly like that. He would be better off with me. At least then he could be with a REAL Beyblader!"
Ray let out a terrifying growl, his eyes quickly turning into slits while he bared his fangs. Tyson jumped a little, shocked, while Kevin wondered if he should've just kept his mouth shut.
"Let's. Go." Ray said slowly, dangerously. Kevin gulped down his fear and nodded. He headed towards the dish. Ray moved to follow when Tyson grabbed his arm. The older boy looked down at his smaller lover.
"Are you okay Ray?" The midnight-eyed boy asked quietly. Ray gave him a small smile.
"Yeah. Just give me a moment to beat Kevin and then we can go." Tyson nodded and let go of Ray's arm. They both headed towards the small dish.
The two Chinese boys took out their Beyblades and launchers, not saying a word to each other. The look in their eyes said enough.
"On the count of three." Tyson started.
"One." The two boy's narrowed their eyes at each other.
"Two."
"Your going down Ray." Kevin said smugly.
"Not a chance," Ray growled.
"Three! Let it rip!" The two let their blades fly.
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Sorry that this chapter isn't as long as the other one. I wanted to make the tournament and meeting the White Tigers team a separate chapter than this one. Also I.. ::sweatdrop:: . kinda forgot what the names of the White Tiger's were. That's really the main reason. Could you guys please put the names in your reviews?
Y.G.G.- ::snickers:: You sound pathetic.
Oh shut up!
Niku- Yes. I don't hear YOU saying their names now are you?
Y.G.G.- Shut up cat!
Anyway, please tell me the names of the White Tiger's Bit Beasts. Cieo!