Who said I wanted to?

By K-chan^-^

AN: Well here it is!  The fic that I promised you all at the end of Ha.  I'm hoping :note hoping is a bit ambitious: to have this fic finished by Christmas… bleh prolly wont happen… just so that you know I DO have like 50 pages of it written already so expect an update in probably about 5 days..  Oh and Never will be updated tomorrow =)

Tyson flopped down on the hotel room bed and sighed in exhaustion.  He hadn't slept much the night before, too much excitement.

Yesterday he had won the biggest battle of his young life.  Yesterday afternoon Tyson had beaten Tala, captain of the Demolition Boys and secured the world championship for the Bladebreakers.  The battle had been long and strenuous and he had almost lost, but with the power of Dragoon and his belief in himself and his bitbeast he pulled through and defeated the evil Voltaire's henchman.  Yawning he turned over on his side and attempted to take a nap.  After winning the tournament for the good of the world all his friends decided to challenge him!  Not that he wasn't up for a good beybattle, he was!  But a guy deserved a break didn't he?  Not according to Kai and the rest, but then Kai had never been too good about letting people rest.  He was evil when it came to training!  Tyson was almost glad he wasn't really a Bladebreaker anymore, it meant no more training camps with Kai!  On the downside it probably meant he wouldn't see his teammates much after they returned to Japan, Liika after all lived in Tokyo.

He sighed again and rolled over on his other side.  He really was tired… Max and Liika had bounded in at the ungodly hour of ten o'clock, to tell him brunch was being served.  Now Tyson loved food, but he also loved his sleep, and he didn't get to bed until around two in the morning, and eight hours just isn't enough for a growing boy such as himself!  Now it was two o'clock in the afternoon, he was sleepy and trying to nap but he just couldn't get to sleep!  Suddenly the door to the room he shared with his teammates burst open and Rei and Mariah stepped in.

"Hey Tyson!"  Rei called, catching sight of the blue haired boy who was curled up on one of the double beds.

Mariah bounced along behind Rei, holding his hand as they went.  Tyson rolled over and peered through bleary eyes at the smiling couple, glancing down at their joined hands.  "Ya, what do you two love birds want?"  he moaned, sinking his head into his pillow.

Both teenagers blushed, but didn't break contact with each other.  "Heh… well Mr. Dickenson said we all had to meet in the front of the hotel and get on the bus that's there waiting for us."  Rei said poking the hiding boy.

Tyson groaned and rolled over onto his back, sending Rei a glare.  Rei held up one of his hands in a placating manner.  "Hey hey, don't shoot the messenger!  Anyway, we have to go now cause the bus is leaving and Kai wont be too pleased if we hold it up."

Getting up, Tyson muttered darkly, "Geez… not even team captain anymore and still ordering us around."

Rei and Mariah chuckled and smiled at each other.  Rei pushed a strand of hair back from her face and kissed her on the forehead.  Tyson, who was following them out dry heaved from behind them.  "You two think you could save the PDAs for a time when someone's not watching please?"  He whined dramatically.

Mariah craned her neck back and winked at him.  "But then they wouldn't be public displays of affection now would they?"

Tyson made another fake gagging sound and shook his head.  They had been like that ever since Rei got hurt two days ago in his match.  Mariah had ridden to the hospital in the ambulance with Rei and hadn't left his side the whole 24 hours he was in there.  Then when he was released she helped him back to the Beystadium and helped him stand while they cheered him on.  It was sorta cute… if you liked that mushy lovey dovey crap, which he didn't really care for.

As they reached the bus, they boarded to find everyone already on.  Kai claimed the back two seats, why he needed two seats was beyond Tyson, but who knew how that boy's mind worked.  Max and Kenny sat in front of him, chatting away to Dizzi who sat open on Kenny's lap.  The Majestics sat on the left side of the bus, starting two seats up from where Kai was hogging the two back seats, Robert sat with Oliver, with Enrique and Jade in front of them and Johnny alone in front of them.  Lee and Michael sat across from Robert and Oliver, with Emily in a seat in front of them. 

Rei and Mariah made a beeline for the very back seat beside Kai, who surprisingly didn't object.  Tyson shrugged, again who knew what was going inside the stoic leaders head.  Plopping himself into the seat in front of Rei and Mariah, across from Max and Kenny he looked around the bus, someone was missing.  "Yo, where's Liika?" he asked, yawning.

Kai merely rolled his eyes and counted down, "Five… four… three… two… one-"

"WAIIIIIIIIIITTTT!"  A female voice yelled from outside the bus, causing its occupants to pause.

A blue haired girl, with flashing turquoise eyes ran up the steps and stood, chest heaving at the top of them.  "Good I didn't miss it!"  Flashing the bus driver a smile she headed for the back of the bus.

"Heh, figure's you would be late."  The red haired Johnny sneered at her, earning himself a glare and a stuck out tongue to which he muttered, "that was mature."  But she was too far to hear him.

She reached the back and pushed Kai's legs out of the way and took the window seat beside him, leaning against the back of the seat.  Kai stared flatly at her from the corner of his eye.  Always the same.

"Dude!"  Max exclaimed hanging over the back of the seat.  "How'd you do that Kai?"

"Do what?" asked Liika looking between the two boys.

Kai smirked, leaning back, crossing his arms and closing his eyes.  "Heh.  She's so predictable."

"Eh?  What are you talking about?  I am not!"  Liika huffed, frowning at Kai.

The crimson eyed boy chuckled lightly and pushed her forehead back with his fingers.  "Get over it wench." He said smirking.

Liika's face turned a mottled purple, red color.  Gritting her teeth she hissed, "Why I aughta…"

"Yo!"  A voice from further up in the bus interrupted their little 'battle'.

Enrique was sitting on his knees, leaning against the window with his arms slung over seats both in front of him and behind him.  His dark blue eyes were half closed and his face carried the lazy expression it usually did.  His baby yellow hair was so messy and disorganized that it looked as if it hadn't seen a brush or a comb in days and his regular outfit of green pants, yellow long sleeve top with a red and white jacket were wrinkled.  The girl beside him looked infinitely bored, her crystal blue eyes reflected this boredom as well as a trace bit of amusement at her seat companion.  Her red hair was tied up in its usual twin buns and her usual outfit of a purple and black Chinese dress was only missing the usual black wrist scarves.

"Does anyone actually know where we're going?"  The baby blond boy voiced loudly, looking from his teammates to the Bladebreakers in the back.

The group shrugged in response.  No one really knew where they were going.  "I don't think any one knows, but we will find out soon as we are on our way."  Robert said finally, his tone clipped as he narrowed his red eyes at Enrique, just before Enrique could start whining.

Enrique slumped down in his seat pouting, he had picked up his team leaders disguised signal to sit down and shut up.  What crawled up his ass and died?  His facial expression now turned from one of laziness to one of plotting, why did Robert get to be the leader anyway?

"Enrique, stop plotting.  He'd kick your ass."  Jade's amused voice cut through his scheming like a hot knife through butter.

Whining a loud moan, he stuck his bottom lip out at her and made his eyes large and teary.  "But bella, he was so mean to me!"

Jade rolled her eyes.  "He was not, you're just being over dramatic."

The fake drama left Enrique's face and was replaced by pouty annoyance.  No one ever took his side.  It just wasn't fair, so Enrique decided to say nothing at all, which for him was a record.  Jade left him to his pouting, and decided that a short nap was in order.  Closing her eyes she drifted into a light sleep.

The rest of the bus merely ignored Enrique's antics and focused on what they were doing.  Michael and Lee discussed beyblade strategy, while Emily typed on her laptop.  Kenny, Max and Tyson all chatted away to Dizzi about everything and nothing, Mariah had drifted off, lying against Rei's shoulder while he attempted to make conversation with Kai.  Liika stared out the window, daydreaming about who knows what.  Robert and Johnny argued about the finer points of the history of the British Isles with Oliver smiling and trying to stop a full-blown fight.  The bus, was not quiet to say the least.

They traveled for about an hour, which by the end over half the occupants were asleep and the bus was quiet.  The last two days had been extremely exhausting for everyone, the Bladebreakers especially, with all the victory parties and autograph signings.  They had become world famous bladers, just as they had set out to do.

As the bus stopped, the people that were asleep, which included Michael, Lee, Mariah, Rei, Jade, Enrique, Tyson and Liika, started to stir as those that were awake looked out the window to see where they were.

They appeared to be at some kind of airport, a small one that was an hour or so drive outside of Moscow.  This airport had a runway and a heliport that were divided by a small building and tower.  Mountains rose up a few kilometers north, all of which were covered in snow.  White powdery snow also covered the fields around the heliport and runway as well as the roofs of the small building and tower.  It looked cold and was, as frost gathered on the windows of the bus.

Liika stared out the window and shuddered at the thought of being out in the cold.  Luckily she had thought ahead and actually dressed in something warm.  She wore a blue and white stripped turtle neck sweater, a pair of loose jeans with long johns underneath, gloves, sturdy black boots and a jacket that was practically a parka, and was not easy to move around in.  What could she say?  She got cold easily.

The bus driver then stood up and said in a commanding voice, "Here we are, every body off!"

The group stared at him for a moment before Johnny spoke out and demanded, "You have got to be kidding me!  This is like the middle of nowhere!  You can't expect us to get off here!"

"I'm afraid I must young man.  Mr. Dickenson has ordered that the group of you be dropped off at this airport, things will be explained further inside."  With that he opened the door and stepped out, expecting them to follow.

They did, one by one, grumbling amongst themselves.  Emily was out first, followed by Michael and Lee, then Jade, Johnny, Enrique, Robert, Oliver, Mariah and Rei.  Tyson, Max, Kenny with Dizzi, Kai and Liika made up the end of the line.  They all trudged off the bus and made their way to the double set of doors that marked the entrance to the small building which served as the airports office and lobby.

Upon entering they all stomped off the snow that had accumulated on their boots and shoes on the short trip to the entrance.  Some of them shivering in cold as they had forgotten to take a coat.  By this time they were all wondering just why Mr. Dickenson had planned for them at this airport in the middle of nowhere.  All distracted with their coldness and by their wondering, none of the group of fifteen noticed the four boys standing in a dark corner of the poorly lit lobby.

Liika shivered again as she sat down on one the couches that were situated against one of the two unoccupied walls.  Yawning and blinking some sleep out of her eyes she studied the room they sat in. The wall she was sitting against was the same wall the entrance was placed, more couched lined the wall across from her while vending machines were placed against the wall on her right and the office was to her left.  A long red metal bench ran between the two walls, splitting the room in half.  As her gaze drifted to the corner of the room where her wall and the vending machine wall met she saw that they were not the only ones that were summoned to this almost abandoned airport.

Four boys occupied the darkest corner of the room.  Two were sprawled on the loveseat that was pushed against the adjoining wall while the other two leaned against the wall between the first vending machine and the loveseat.  All four of them observed the newly arrived group with dark eyes, but they said nothing.  A small gasp escaped Liika's throat as her eyes locked with the icey blue gaze of one of the boys that was standing.  His arms were crossed over his chest and his head leaned forward a bit, allowing his pale purple hair to darken his face and eyes even more.  His piercing stare was unnerving, as no emotions flickered in his eyes, just blank, unforgiving ice.  Liika shuddered, she had thought he was creepy during his and Rei's match, but now she thought he was ten times worse.

Seeing her shudder the boy's lips twitched and he closed his eyes, effectively breaking the connection.  Liika snapped her attention away from the boys in the corner, what were the Demolition Boys doing here?  She elbowed the person that was sitting beside her, Mariah she noted, and whispered fervently, "Mariah, look in the corner, the one on this side of the room."

Mariah turned her head casually and did what Liika had demanded, gasping as her eyes fell on the four boys.  Switching back to Liika she bent her head and whispered back, "What are they doing here?!"

Liika shook her head.  "I don't know, but they must have something to do with why we're here…"

"Maybe, or maybe they're just as clueless as we are, its not like they're threatening any of us or anything."  Mariah said frowning thoughtfully.  They didn't look that bad.  Besides, Biovolt had been disbanded, or at least the evil part of it had been.  Boris and Voltaire had been taken to prison.

The blue haired girl frowned as well and bit her lip.  "I don't know… I mean the big burly one did put Rei in the hospital."

"Should we tell the others or just wait for them to notice?"  Mariah asked, once again eyeing the four in the corner.

Liika's answer, however, was not needed as the boys in the dark corner had been spotted, the loud exclamation by Tyson confirmed it.

"What are they doing here?!"  Tyson exclaimed, bringing the aforementioned boys to the attention of the entire group.

The Demolition Boys, however, continued to be silent and just watched the group with hooded eyes.  Kai, Robert and Lee pushed past the Tyson and Max who were standing in the way and paused beside Michael that was standing at the head of the large group.  The four captains eyed the outcasts with something akin to distrust.

"Did you bring us out here?"  Kai demanded at Tala, a sneer evident in his tone.

Tala shifted his eyes from the group to the one who had spoken, his face never losing its emotionless mask.  "We are just as clueless as to why we are all here as you are."  His tone was cold and unwavering.

"Besides, why the hell would we bring you out here.  We have better things to do you know."  The short boy interjected sarcastically, adding a roll of his dark indigo eyes for effect.

"Yeah, like steal peoples' bitbeasts."  Johnny muttered, glaring at the four.

Before anyone else could comment a loud clearing of the throat brought all nineteen teenagers attention to a tall man that was standing just in front of the office window.  He had short dark hair and was wearing a black suit with matching black sunglasses.  Tyson tried to resist the urge to snicker, the man looked like a member of the MIB.

Coughing again the man made sure all eyes were focused on him then started to speak.  "I know you are all wondering why it is you are here.  I cannot tell you exactly why you are here, but am instructed to tell you that you are to embark on a type of training trip, to gain skills in teamwork."

"Teamwork?!  Why would we need training in teamwork?  And how do you train for something like that??"  Tyson exclaimed pointing his index finger at the dark clothed man.  The others nodded in agreement.

The man looked undaunted as he coughed once more and headed for a set of double doors that were situated directly opposite to the entrance doors.  "I cannot say young sir, but I must ask all of you to follow me."

Glancing at each other wearily they all followed the man, Tyson in lead all the way to Mariah, Liika and the Demolition Boys last.

They were led to a small passenger plane that must of held a maximum of twenty passengers, plus the two pilots.  They were then each given a backpack that contained a parachute, confusing them further.  Even the Demolition Boys had confused frowns on their normally emotionless faces, however, they all put the backpacks on as instructed.  The tall man then opened the side hatch door to the plane and motioned for them to get in.  One by one they did so, finding seats on the bench that lined the plane.

Once they were all seated and the plane started, they all started to talk at once.  What was Mr. Dickenson thinking?  What was going on?  Why were the Demolition Boys there?  The tall man had ignored all their questions and was now seated in the co-pilots seat in the front, the pilots seat being occupied by an older man with graying hair, yet still wearing the neat black suit his co-pilot wore.

Liika and Mariah shifted uncomfortably.  Because they had been one of the last ones on the plane they had been forced to sit beside the Demolition Boys, as there was no seats left.  Liika sat in between Mariah and the navy haired boy that was only a few centimeters shorter than herself.  Narrowing her eyes she growled at him, "Keep your hands to yourself."

He in turned rolled his eyes, snapping sarcastically, "As if I'd even want to touch something as ugly as you!"

Liika's eyes widened in outrage.  How dare the little squirt call her ugly!  "Why you little-"

"Liika ignore him."  Mariah whispered, sticking her tongue out at Ian, who rolled his eyes once more and threw up his hands in exasperation.

Liika quieted, crossing her arms sullenly.  She was just about to lay a tongue lashing on him the likes he had never seen!  But nooo Mariah just had to ruin her fun!

The rest of the group in the plane had settled by then, and after take off they just sort of sat quietly, not really knowing what to say.  It was obvious that the pilot and co-pilot weren't going to say anything, nor was the man, who was also dressed in a black suit, that sat in the seat beside Spencer behind the pilot's seat.  It was really freaky though.  It was almost as if the whole group of them had been abducted by the Russian mafia, at the order of Mr. Dickenson. Maybe Mr. D was one of them!  Who knew, the strange old man had tricked them all before.

The interior of the plane was fairly nice, but very plain.  Nothing adorned the inside besides the two long benches on either side that ran from one end of the plane to the other.  The metal walls were a light gray, almost white, and lines of darker gray rivets ran down from floor to ceiling every three feet.  The floor was the same dull gray metal as the walls and ceiling, only was covered with puddles of muddy water where the snow from their shoes had melted.

"Ahhh… when are we gonna get there??"  Tyson demanded, whining rather loudly, much to the chagrin of those around him.

"Yeah, I'm with Tyson.  And just where is there?"  Enrique seconded, his voice also carrying a bit of a whine.

The man that sat beside Spencer turned his head, staring at the two boys in turn, coolly.  "We will reach the first dropping point in about fifteen minutes."

"Dropping point?"  The two echoed in confusion.

"That is correct."  There was dismissal in the man's voice, and he turned his head back to face the front of the plane.

Murmurs spread through the group and they all shook their heads, really getting aggravated at not knowing what the hell was going on.

"Dude, when I get a hold of Mr. D, he's soo gonna get it!"  Tyson muttered, crossing his arms petulantly.

"I second ya there man."  Enrique agreed, almost mimicking Tyson's pose.

Those around them, they only sat like two feet apart, with Max and Jade in the middle, rolled their eyes and sighed.  It was a good thing Enrique and Tyson weren't around each other much, or they would drive the rest of them mad!

The fifteen minutes passed in relative silence, only a few murmurs here and there disturbed the tense quiet that echoed through the plane.  As they reached what they assumed was the fifteen minute mark they all turned expectantly towards the man that sat beside Spencer, all except the Demolition Boys, who looked as if they could care less what was going on around them.  The man then stood and strode over to the side hatch, saying just before he opened it, "Demolition Boys, you're first.  This is your dropping zone."

All heads turned toward the four boys, who narrowed their eyes toward the now open plane hatch. 

"You want us to jump out of the plane?"  Asked a clearly skeptical Ian.

"That is correct, now hurry or you will be too far from the zone."

Sending glances between each other the four boys shrugged and did was asked, one by one jumping out of the plane.  Liika sighed as Ian, the last one to jump disappeared out the door, at least she wouldn't have to put up with them anymore!  A hand clamping down on her arm broke her gleeful reverie.  Looking up she saw it was the man dressed in black that had a hold of her arm.  "You too Miss."

Liika gaped at him in shock, feeling him lift her off her seat and guide her to the hatch.  "Excuse me??  There's no way I'm jumping out of this plane!"  she exclaimed trying to tug her arm away from him.

"I'm sorry miss, but I have my orders."  His other hand came and clamped down on her shoulder, pushing her closer to the open hatch.

"Wait!  What the hell is going on?  Why is Liika going with the Demolition Boys?"  Demanded Rei, his black eyebrows furrowing over his gold eyes as he rose from his seat.  Tyson and Max rose also.

"I've circled back over where the other boys should be landing, she must go now."  The pilot said.

"I'm sorry miss, orders are orders."  And with that he gave her one final shove out the plane hatch, closing it firmly behind her.

The other fourteen stared in shock, what the hell was going on?