Yay! I am back with another fic! This one is called 'Adventures in Australia' and I will warn you now...it's nothing like 'Lost in the Rain'. It contains the thoughs or Ray and Bryan and weirdness and OOCness to the extreme. However, it popped into my head and wouldn't leave me alone, so here it is. The first chapter, told in Ray's point of view.

Side note: the air con is broken and it's forty degrees. I hate summer...

Disclaimer: It's too hot for me to own Beyblade, okay? It's too hot for me to do anything, especially work up enough money to buy Beyblade of the person who owns it. So, I don't own it.

What the hell?

It was a question I was wondering after Mr. Dickenson dropped his bombshell. I'm pretty sure most of the others were wondering it too. If I give it just a minute, I'm sure Tyson will ask for all of us.

"What the hell?" I was right! Not that it's exactly hard; Tyson's pretty predictable. If it involves food, sleep or blading it's his favourite thing in the world...but if it involves exercise or dieting, it's his worst enemy. You don't even have to have known him as long as I have to realise that. After all, BEGA realise it already and they've only known him a few months. Hell, a person who met him a week ago would be able to realise it.

"Tyson, please be reasonable. I have made my decision, and I really believe this is in the best interests of everyone present." Mr. Dickenson tries to placate the angry dragon. I wish him the best of luck, but not with Tyson. No, if I'm correct, the Blitzkrieg Boys are about to blow their collective top too.

"Why don't you be reasonable, old man?" See? I knew it. I should get points or something for my observational skills. But, you don't need any particular sort of skill to tell that Bryan is pissed. Tala looks annoyed too. Kai, well, Kai's Kai, it's always hard to tell what he's thinking, but I doubt he approves of the idea. Australia is a long way away, and its summer there too. Apparently Australian summers are very hot. I wouldn't know, I've only been to Sydney in spring. Spencer doesn't look too impressed either, but that could be the fact that he's been delegated to Ian's babysitter by the rest of his team.

"Is there a problem, Bryan?" That was a stupid question. Anyone with half an eye could see there's a problem. Bryan's not exactly subtle when he's angry. I'm yet to meet anyone who really is. Anger's not a subtle emotion. People, unless they're stupendously unobservant (say, Tyson or Daichi for example), can usually tell if someone's angry. Especially when they're on their feet yelling like Bryan is. Like I said, not really subtle.

"Hell yeah! No way am I going to Australia for a camping trip!" Well, it's not really a camping trip, but Bryan's angry, so I'll let it slide. I'd do the same thing, myself. Exaggerate, that is. We're really being sent on an adventure camp, but we're staying in cabins and it's supposed to help strengthen bonds between the teams. Actually, maybe it is a camping trip.

"You will be going, Bryan, just like everyone else. The arrangements have already been made. In fact, you'll be leaving tomorrow." Whoa, isn't that a little short notice of you, Mr. D? We have to get packed and stuff, you know. I get eaten alive by mosquitoes; I need time to find insect repellent! Yeah, part-cat and I get eaten alive by mosquitoes. Woe is me, especially in a small village that hasn't quite grasped the concept of flyscreen over the windows or mosquito nets for the beds.

Uh-oh, Bryan looks like he's about to blow his top. Lucky for us Spencer's taken him outside to cool down. Unlucky for Spencer who's going to have put up with a furious falcon. I did that once and ended up in hospital. But, I think the fact that I was the enemy at the time may have had something to do with that too. I don't think I'm the enemy now; Bryan went so far as to apologise for that incident and thank me for what I did after the whole BEGA incident. Getting out of the abbey really mellowed those guys. Not that you can tell; they're still anti-social bastards at the best of times. But at least they're not anti-social psycho bastards like they were before.

"Does anyone else have any problems with the trip?" What a stupid question. Mr. Dickenson has a habit of asking stupid questions. He's now getting bombarded with them by nearly every team captain, coach or official in the room, and there's quite a few of them. Do you want a list? No? Too bad, I'm giving you one. Let's see, there's Tyson, Hiro, Judy Tate, Romero, Tao (though he's 'helping' Mr. D by sharing his 'wisdom' around rather than asking questions), Miguel, Lee, Michael, Garland, Robert (yeah, the Majestics showed up after BEGA to report success in shutting said organisation down in Europe. Smug rich people) and even Tala, though I think he's doing it more to placate Bryan than out of any real curiousity. I'm just sitting in my nice noisy little corner, hoping they'll all shut up soon so it can go back to being a nice quiet little corner. Not that Hiro, Miguel, Garland or Robert are being that loud. Actually, it's really only Tyson, Daichi and Tao making all the noise. Great, I feel the beginnings of what promises to be a very painful headache...

"Hush, everyone!" Yay, Hiro, you're my new hero...please don't comment on that sentence. Yeah, I'm talking to myself as if I expect an answer. I do it a lot. It helps keep me sane. Yes, sane. It's better than talking to Tyson, at any rate. I seriously believe that even Brooklyn would be driven to madness after a week of Tyson's constant presence. So I haven't been dealing with his constant presence, but what I've had to put up with is more than enough.

I wonder if Spencer's still alive out there? It's awfully quiet...wait, that means Tyson and Daichi shut up! Yes! Cue the confetti and fireworks!

"Ray, are you alright?" Some of my excitement must have shown, despite it all being sarcasm, because I've got a very worried Mariah looking at me. Thank some deity that she's stopped trying to hit on me. I think she got distracted by Rick and Mystel, to tell you the truth. Ah well, either one is welcome to her. Don't get me wrong, she's a great friend, but she's...clingy. And possessive. And also god-awfully stubborn. While I'm gay. That's right, gay. As in, interested in guys, not girls. Which is why I'm thankful Mariah's stopped having such an interest in me. She's a friend, and I wouldn't want to hurt her feelings by rejecting her horribly, which is what I'd do if she asked me out. Or tried to kiss me. Neither option particularly appeals to me, but like I mentioned earlier, she's got Rick and Mystel, so she's leaving me alone.

No one knows I'm gay, by the way. It's not really accepted in my village. The place still operates on arranged marriages, and homosexuality is frowned upon. I'm not afraid of my more modern friends rejecting me, but the White Tigers are another matter entirely. They'd probably try to stone me to death if they found out – well, maybe not, but there'd be yelling, they'd be disgusted and I'd walk away crying. So it's best for all involved if I just keep it quiet. That way, none of the gay bladers will try to hit on me. I mean, I'm gay too, but I really am not attracted to most of them. And the guys I am attracted to, I believe to be straight.

Example One: Raul is gay. Raul does not in any way attract me. He's an alright kid, but I cannot see myself having a romantic or sexual relationship with him. That would just be icky.

Example Two: Oliver is gay...but I think he's in a secret relationship with Enrique, so really, he's a pointless example. Why did I mention him again? Oh yeah, because he's gay and I'm not attracted to him. Though his cooking is really good...back to the point. I'm sure I had one.

Oh yeah...Example Three: On to a non-gay. Bryan isn't gay (I don't think, I've never asked, but he just doesn't seem like it), and yet I find him drop-dead gorgeous. This is the guy who tried to kill me during a beyblade match...I know, I'm crazy. But that's between me and my thoughts. No one else has to know. Anyway, I think he's hot, but there's no way in all of existence he'd be attracted to me. Anyway, enough of that hopeless infatuation.

Example Four: Kai. Not really interested in a relationship with him; he's a friend, not a fling. But he is extremely hot. That, I will not deny. He's also straight, as far as I know. Though, one time when Max was drunk (gasp, not the innocent little Maxie drunk!), he suggested Kai had a thing for Tyson...I swore never to drink with that boy again after three days of non-stop icky mental pictures of those two kissing. Not that that's wrong or anything, but Tyson and Kai? I'm stopping right there. Enough.

"...Ray? Lee, he's not answering. He's been spaced out for ages..." Since when was Mariah talking? Or was she always talking and I just not listening? Yeah, I'm going with option number two.

"Oh, I'm sorry Mariah, I was just thinking." That should get her off my back. I hope.

"The meeting's over Ray." Lee gives me a look. I think he's trying to say something, but I'm not well-versed in reading looks. Unless they're coming from Kai, but that's mostly self-preservation. "It's been over for ten minutes." Oh, so it was exasperation in his look. I get that confused with annoyance and irritation. But not anger. As mentioned before, anger isn't that subtle. I nod and smile to get the lion off my back, before stretching extensively, like the tiger I'm purported to be. Ooh, that was a big, English word. Points to me!

"Come on Ray, wake up." Great, now Kevin's joined the nagging. If there was a world championship for nagging, him, Lee and Mariah should enter. They're all very, very good naggers. I don't like naggers, yet they're my friends. Oh, I confuse myself so much. Mind, shut up, now.

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Well, that didn't work.

"Ray!'

"Alright, alright, I'm coming. Seriously, can't a guy get a few moments to think?" I smile, to show them I'm joking. Kevin, Gary and Mariah accept it, but I think Lee's suspicious. Of what, I don't know. There's nothing really interesting going on in this head of mine. Except for wonder as to where the other teams went. Oh, wait, Lee said the meeting finished ages ago. So they've already left, probably to start packing. Which reminds me, I'm really going to need that insect repellent. Australia, here I come.

Wow. Chapter one, complete. As previously mentioned, probably way out of character, but this is meant to be...kinda. It's not like we're shown much of their thought processes in the show, so I can make them think pretty much what I like, I guess. Seriously though, if you don't like the OOCness, don't bother reading any further, because it will continue. Next chapter will be Bryan, and that's even more OOC than this.

That said, please reviewand let me know what you thought. It's a little test ficcy, so let me know if it's worth it to keep going. Also let me know if it's funny, because I tried, but I'm not seeing heaps of humour...Oh well.